none of that mattered when you decided to place something atop his head, something so light he almost didn't feel it. he didn't break character, his bedroom eyes still intact and only raising a curious eyebrow

the hand that was about to grip your chin left as he straightened up, retrieving it only to use it to grab at whatever you placed on his head. he tried to be careful while taking it into his hands, but alas, he gripped whatever it was a bit too hard

as he pulled it to be in front of him, a bunch flowers arranged in a circle greeted him, petals falling onto the ground, crushed. his eyes immediately widened

"...was that for me?" he dumbly asked, tilting his head, his attitude taking on a puppylike nature. you nodded

he stared at you, uncomfortable. this was new. he didn't know how to feel. he was a creature of pure lust and desire, and yet here you were, crowning him in pastel colored petals

"y'know i'm an incubus, right, darlin'?" he asked "i'm a demon, i'm everything dirty and filthy, i'm not..." he trailed off

"'m not soft, sweetheart."

his voice was a bit quieter, almost melancholic as his hands placed the flower crown on your head and cupped your face. he truly wished this was the case, to be a being of affection and love and not just being a walking talking one night stand

you ignored his claims of harshness, and simply nuzzled into his hands, enjoying the feeling, the slight pressure of his palms against your cheeks. for an incubus, he sure was gentle

he blinked, registering your action, registering what you were doing in reaction to a literal incubus touching you. he awkwardly stood there, taking the sight of a happy you, melting in his hands instead of asking for more

he was getting almost shy, it was endearing. it was also endearing how he began to rub your face with his thumb, trying his best to let you stay in whatever happy place you were in right now

"mmh... okay, okay.."

"maybe i am soft..." he murmured, smiling slightly. he was enjoying this, giving affection for once, something that meant something instead of meaningless contact

his tail was behind him, swishing slowly. he was enjoying this, he was enjoying taking things slower, softer

you grabbed on to his shirt collar and pulled him down to your level, his face going surprised, then taking on a sleazy smirk

"oho? what're you-"

you interrupted whatever innuendo he wanted to make by placing the flower crown that was on your head on his again, settling it to frame his horns

"...oh" he muttered under his breath, surprised once again

it was pretty endearing, again, to see an incubus freeze up, get so shy, at such a simple gesture, such a simple display of affection. but it was understandable, he never really got this much

he hesitantly wrapped his large arms around you, pulling you in closer, trying not to let his hands wander and ruin this moment

"...thanks, sweet thing"

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you summoned an incubus, cool. he was supposed to be a fling personified, you get what you want and he feeds or however this worked

or maybe you didn't. maybe you simply minded your own business and he just appeared out of nowhere leaning dramatically on your wall and doing inappropriate things to you with his beautiful eyes

unfortunately for you, you couldn't just banish him. either because you didn't know how in the first case or because you literally had no part in summoning him in the second

it doesn't matter though, because now you had your very own personal incubus. which sounds very fun, depending on your libido and mental illness status, but it gets pretty annoying when the man- well, male coded demonic being- is as...clingy as he is

he's obsessed, absolutely obsessed. he keeps looking at you like you hung the stars individually for him and him only and only him and no one else and if anyone else tried to disagree he's gonna crumble to the floor and sob in front of them until they feel bad enough to leave you alone

he pretends he's pathetic, he acts like a total himbo. smitten for you and just doesn't know what to do, he could never know what to do without you

he pulls on your sleeve and when you turn it's just this looming demon standing over you with big puppy eyes and a pout, asking for something miniscule like a peck on the cheek or something far less appropriate

if you have something for praise then this guy is perfect for you, he's constantly singing your praises - screaming them from rooftops. he has the confidence and cockiness of his kind and he utilizes them to painfully thirst for you

this man is hungry he want that cookie so effin bad, he is NAWT above begging you "pleasepleaseplease baby please PLEEAAASE you find this hot don't you. you little frea-"

duct tape is your best friend, you gotta tape this dude's mouth shut and get his wrists bound together. problem is he enjoys it

this guy is both an incubus AND obsessed with you, you literally cannot win. anything you do is sexy to him. threaten him and he gets a nosebleed

of course he's respectful enough to do all this within your boundaries and consent, he's annoying not criminal. he's actually quite endearing

and it's also fun to have someone like him, you can ask anything of him and it's done. he'd do anything for you. he's always there for you

always there for you

he will look over you as you sleep, trying to memorize your beautiful sleeping form, resting, calm, peaceful. he'd brush away a strand of hair that was on your face. you could be laying in the most comical position ever and he'd still find you just adorable

he's like your personal hypeman, he's always there for you to cheer you on. you could look like hot flaming garbage and he'd still hit you with dialog from a movie that belongs on a site with an x in its name

he would not leave you ALONE he's the definition of annoying. he'd cling to you everywhere. you could go to the bathroom and he'd pout and go "without me? :(" then cackle like the insufferable asshole he is

so naturally he sleeps besides you, holding you close to his pecs chest as he sleeps with a big fat smile on his stupid face, on the nights where he isn't staring into your soul so hard you could feel him in your dreams

you could legit stare at him and he'd stare back, blood suddenly dripping down his nose. you give him nosebleeds

nosebleeds, butterflies in his stomachs, everything. this man is so vomit-inducingly in-love he just wants to maul you and eat you alive...figuratively

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imagine summoning an incubus by pure accident. your sheer loneliness enough of a manifestation for him to appear on your room one night while you're clutching your pillow vertically

he's massive, honestly. tall, looming, and just your exact type. he can be gruff, dark, shadowy or soft, gentle, and friendly, maybe something entirely different. all in all he just has a certain cockiness to him, as do most incubi

you're clutching your pillow still, trying to lull yourself to sleep when you feel someone - something - poke at you

you jolt in fear only to be met with a face right in front of you, a very attractive face, grinning "boo~"

you're about to scream when he puts his hand over your mouth and shushes you "shhhh, shh shh shh... 'm not gonna hurt you"

he pulls back, the hand that was on your mouth leaving but not before extending a finger to boop! your nose, chuckling

"your sheer loneliness summoned me..." he started, then smirked "..whatcha got in mind for me?"

you looked at him, really looked at him. he was gorgeous, everything you could want in a fantasy, sinfully perfect. so many things to do with such a beautiful thing...

so, naturally, you pounced on him, and he laid down. he knows where this is going, he's been through this thousands of ti-

he stills your head was on his chest (that was barely covered, be it by an unbuttoned dress shirt or a very low-cut tee or something else), arms wrapped around his large torso, nuzzling up to him

his arm that was midway in the air gently comes down on your back, hand rubbing there

"what? that's it?" he asks, his words playfully mocking as he gives a challenging smile

nothing from you, just pure happiness as your touch-starved self melts into the large demon, ignoring any possible danger, he just was soooo cuddly...

for an incubus, he was pretty fun to cuddle and hug. it was a shame, really. he had allat just for him to be used for hedonistic desires when...okay honestly you got that, but also he's so huggable

so huggable that you just latched on to him and ended up falling asleep atop him, having the best sleep you could remember

the incubus found it endearing, you could've been drooling in your sleep and he would've found it endearing. normally he would've licked it off but he's trying to be good for you, this is a platonic thing, he thinks

it could be platonic, romantic, secret third option, you just wanted to be held and this large demon man fulfilled it

so when you woke up with his chest under you and arms over your chest, you were overjoyed

he stayed, and he just might stay for the future

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