Incubus X Reader Part 2
Incubus POV
I remember the first time I saw her. It was at a club. I usually frequent places like these where the scent of desire, lust, and excess run rampant. Always leaving full and satiated afterwards. Leaving with a girl or two in my arms. But that night I saw her was different.
She was out with a group of girls, somesort of bachelorette. She was wearing a short black dress that clings to her like a second skin, her long wavy hair wild and free, dainty feet clad in strappy heels. They were sitting in a section, people buying drinks for their group. Every one in her group was wearing black except for the bride to be. Yet somehow I only see her.
I can’t take my eyes away from her. Can’t help but watch her every move from across the room. Her bashful smile, her gleaming dark eyes, and her cute petite body. The way she dances and sway her hips, I can’t help but be mesmerized.
The more I watch her the more I want to possess her. Wanting those eyes to only look at me, her smile be directed towards me, her petite body leaning against me.
I weave through the crowd to go towards her, like she’s an oasis in a desert and I’ve been thirsting for years. And maybe I have. It wasn’t until I’ve seen her that I realized that I’ve never known real desire, real longing, real desperation. My eyes never leaving her afraid that she is just a mirage that would disappear, that I’ve conjured up due to my thirst and hunger.
As I’m approaching her section, I take in a deep breath. Taking in her scent. Fuck. That was a bad idea. As soon as I scent her, my body goes into overdrive. Her scent permeating and intertwining with my very being. My jaw and fists clenching as I feel my cock slowly getting hard. It’s all I can do or else I might do something rash like grabbing her and pulling her towards me. And how can I not think that way when there are other men so close to her, looking at her.
I make my way to her, subtly pushing away any men nearby. I make conversation asking about the bachelorette that I don’t care about, asking if I can buy them drinks. I turn up the charm slowly integrating myself into their group. I subtly crowd her space, making sure that she only sees me. Close enough to not touch her but close enough that any slight move would put our bodies into contact. Every contact even the smallest and simplest ones shoots electricity down my spine. Her scent stronger now that I’m close to her driving me even crazier. But I try to be patient. Not wanting to scare the cute little rabbit infront of me, but it’s so hard not to devour her when she smiles so bashful towards me looking at me through her lashes.
I made sure to give her all my attention and care. Wanting her to want me. I’ve never known such pitiful longing before. Wanting to do anything and everything for a crumb of whatever she is willing to give me.
We slowly dance together, me leaning down to whisper to her how beautiful she was, how mesmerizing she was. How I just had to dance with her or else I would regret it. She blushes and looks away, playfully pushes on my chest as she says that I was too much. But how can I be too much when I was just telling her the truth.
As the night goes on, I hear one of the girls say that they were leaving and going to a different place. I come along as they go from bar to club to bar, wanting to make sure she’s safe and okay throughout the night as she dances. And maybe because I just wanted to monopolize her, not wanting anybody to be close to her. I made sure to be mindful and respectful the whole time but also making my own desires known to her. With simple touches on her lower back, leaning closer and closer every time I whisper down towards her, whispering compliments that get bolder and bolder that only she can hear. She swears that I’m teasing her but how can’t I when I always get such a cute reaction from her.
As the night gets closer and closer to the end, I can feel and taste the disappointment creeping in. I don’t want to part with her. It physically hurts me to part with her, but good things come to those who wait. They say a nectarine is sweeter the longer you wait. And once I have a taste I’ll make sure to savor it. I’ll have eternity with her soon, so what’s a few days, weeks, months even of waiting. I need to bide my time. Need her to want me as much as I want her. Need her to be desperate for me as much as I am desperate for her. Need to cultivate her desire and lust until it’s a hot raging inferno that only I can tame.
I reach out for her hand and pull her away from the group as they discuss how they’re going to get home. I bring my hand up and softly caress her cheek. She looks away and I gently bring her gaze towards me. Hating it when her eyes are not looking at me even for a second.
“Can I see more of you again in the future?”
She tries to look away again but I don’t let her. She tries to hide from me every now and then through actions like this, for now I don’t force her but will definitely have to work on that in the future. Can’t stand her hiding from me, hiding her thoughts, her emotions, her desires.
She blushes as she nods her head yes trying desperately to not look at me.
“Need you to use your words love”
It’s only been a few seconds but each second that passes by I could feel my heart slowly dropping until she says softly,
“I would like that”
A simple sentence but her smile as she says it almost made my heart beat out of my chest. I take her phone from her hand and go to her contacts to put my info down. I text myself, and as soon as I heard my phone ping I text her back. Making sure that she knows that that’s my number.
I slowly lean down towards her and kiss her right cheek softly then her left. I look into her eyes then down towards those lips that I’ve been dreaming of devouring ever since I first saw her. I slowly go towards her lips making sure she has enough time to back away if she wants to. As soon as I saw her close her eyes I give her a soft peck. Nothing more nothing less despite me desperately wanting more, wanting to taste more of her. But for now this will do.
“Text me as soon as you get back safely?”
I don’t let her go until she promises me that she will. I stay with her not satisfied until I saw her getting into the uber with her friends, giving her another soft kiss before she goes.
As soon as the car is out of view I walk towards the nearest dark alley. As I walk in my body slowly dissipates as it merges with the shadows. I travel all around the city following her scent. Her scent that is now deeply ingrained in my soul that I can recognize it even with just a faint whiff until eventually I’m led to her house. The light’s are out as I’m sure she is with her girl friends in their hotel/airbnb.
As I look towards her house from the street, I heard a ding coming from my phone.
Hi, just letting you know that I’ve made it back safely with the girls. Thank you so much for tonight, I had such a great time
I couldn’t help but chuckle as I reply
Glad you got back safely. And the pleasure was all mine having such a pretty girl like you as company
From tonight I can tell she gets flustered easily so I’m not expecting a reply soon. But I bet she’s making such a cute face right now. I will definitely be taking advantage of her bashful nature in the future. My mind brimming with all the possibilities to come. With all the ways to slowly tease her, and coax her until eventually she’s pliant and drooling around my cock.
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Next part will be all the raunchy things he’s done with her in her dreams. Kyahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhjjjjjjsgsghxhd!!’$!!)$!!!!!
So stay tuned for that!
Notes: hiya! sooo um these stories are usually my fantasies and so I write them in my perspective or with myself in mind. so when describing the reader, sometimes I kinda describe myself or atleast how I see myself. hair, eyes, build, etc. so if sometimes the reader’s description is kind of specific it’s cause of that. i write these for myself and for my own desires so sometimes I can’t get into writing if I don’t put myself in it. i read my own stories when yknow 😳🫣 like I’m my own personal erotica writer so I like putting myself in these for future me. cause self care is the best care. hope you guys don’t mind. 💗🦋🥀
also I can attest with all the women that the hottest thing is a guy who’s longing and pining. so I want to explore that more in the future with stories like these. will still write the free use, etc of course to appease the slut in me. 🤭












