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Nocturnal Visitor
🕑 Added 2021-02-01 14:58:54 +0000 UTCtw: dubcon, somnophilia
Touya doesn’t know why he’s so tired all the time. He sleeps a solid eight, sometimes nine hours, but he’s still waking up feeling like he just ran a marathon. He’s exhausted and living on caffeine like an insomniac college student, but still going to bed at ten thirty. It’s ridiculous, and no matter what he tries, he rarely sleeps any better. Noise machines, sleep meditation, eye masks, none of it helps. Some nights are worse than others, and in final frustration, he decides to leave his laptop on to record himself while he’s sleeping to see what the problem could be. So imagine his surprise when he’s nursing his third cup of coffee the morning after, browsing through the film on fast forward, and suddenly there’s someone climbing into his bed. Someone he’s never seen before...a blond beauty, already completely nude.
He chokes on his coffee; who the hell is that? This is like something out of a bad porno, except that’s him laying there underneath a stranger. Heart in his throat, he sets the speed to normal and watches as the man strokes him to hardness, then guides Touya’s cock into him with an eager— yet silent onscreen—moan.
Except whoever this stranger is, he’s not a normal man. Not with those glowing, golden eyes slitted like a cat’s, reflective in the dark, nor the enormous red wings that spill from his back and flutter around him as he starts riding Touya with powerful, steady snaps of his hips. Touya’s teeth are sunk into his lower lip just watching it; the creature has a body anyone would lust for. His ass is plump and lush, his waist small enough that Touya feels as though he could easily wrap his hands around it, and biceps that are heavy with muscle.
He’s built, but well-fed too. Even that face looks like it was carved by an artist, too real to be of this world as it flushes in pure erotic ecstasy.
Touya knows he should be horrified and disgusted, but as he watches the being have an obvious orgasm around his cock, he looks down to find himself rock-hard in his sweatpants. He isn’t sure how he didn’t wake up during all of that, and in the present palms himself through the fabric of his sweats a few times before giving up and heading to the bathroom to jerk off in the shower.
Whatever the hell he just witnessed was hotter than any porn he’s ever seen, and he almost can’t believe it was happening to him, but for the video evidence. He’d cum up inside the thing—angel? Demon?—too, given the way his sleeping mouth had gone slack and even the laptop’s blurry camera caught something dripping out of that lithe body when it pulled free.
After his shower, the internet identifies his visitor pretty quickly—succubus. Contrary to popular belief, succubi aren’t necessarily female; though he was fairly certain the one in his case had a cunt, everything else about him was purely masculine. Incubi aren’t strictly male either, as the two terms seem to determine more what kind of sex the demons are having, rather than their gender. Incubare, to lie on top of. Succubare, to lie beneath. Except his had been riding him hard and fast, but it’s a paltry distinction. They both drain the life force of their victims via sex, which is what feeds them and keeps them healthy.
Maybe it’s only a good idea because he’s sleep deprived, but Touya sets a little trap. It doesn’t take much, just some salt and chalk lines on the floor in a particular diagram, but the online witch promises it will hold most lesser demons very effectively. Not like he has much experience, but whatever.
That night, Touya pretends to be asleep, waiting. Waiting until tender fingers are drawing back his blankets, coaxing his cock to full hardness. He intended to ‘wake up’ at about that point and surprise the demon, but all of a sudden he’s hard and the head of his dick is slipping into an impossible, creamy heat that has him keeping perfectly still as the succubus sinks himself down on his cock in real life. Now he can hear every quiet, breathy moan, and the slick noise of the creature playing with his own dick, teasing himself to more wetness so he can take Touya’s length.
Just when he’s seated himself with a muffled groan, bending close in his pleasure as Touya’s piercings press up against the walls of his pussy and spread him open, Touya opens his eyes and sinks a hand into crimson wings.
The succubus, understandably, freaks the hell out.
He squirms and thrashes, trying to free himself, but Touya keeps his grasp on the wings tight, and seizes a wrist with his free hand. When the succubus realizes he can’t break the hold, he begins stuttering out weak apologies. Oh, he never meant to come back again and again—he always tries to limit his visits to once or twice, never taking more than a human can stand. He swears he doesn’t want to hurt anyone, especially not Touya, but he needs the energy to survive. Those huge, golden eyes go glittery with tears, even as he murmurs salacious things about how Touya’s cum was so potent he couldn’t resist coming back for more. The dichotomy is stunning, between his pretty face and lewd words, and for a long moment Touya just looks him over.
Up close, he can admire how lovely the succubus is. How his skin is golden with a sunlit tan and kissed with freckles, how his chest and sex are dusted with dark blond curls that anyone would want to bury their face in. Maybe it’s some kind of sex magic, or maybe his body is really just that good, but he’s so snugly fitted around Touya’s cock that it’s hard to be angry about it.
“I really oughta be pissed off at you, you know. Sneaking in here and taking advantage of me while I’m asleep and leaving me so tired in the morning I can barely get out of bed. You’re draining my energy, aren’t you? That’s what you said succubi do.” He thrusts up into the lovely creature to provoke a response, and earns a needy moan for the trouble.
“I’m s—sorry, I need to feed, it wasn’t meant t’ be this long...” Hawks warbles, clutching helplessly at the chest in front of him. It feels so good, and he doesn’t understand why. He’s had hundreds—probably thousands of humans inside him (he’s lived a very, very long time) and yet this one stands out in a way he never could have imagined, makes him clench and drip with a rare true need. “I...I just—I can’t stop.”
“That’s a pretty lame excuse for using someone as food against their will. Good thing you’re so beautiful, and I’m still fuckin’ hard with nowhere to put it. So now we’re gonna play on my terms.” He smiles up at the succubus, and reaches forward to tease the hard clit in front of him with the rough pad of his thumb. It’s so red, this succubus must really be wanting...
“I’ll feed you for tonight. But I get to be in charge, and you don’t leave until I say so.” With that, he flicks on the bedside lamp, illuminating the chalk on the floor.
Demons can get in, but not out. Hawks freezes, whining and feeling his wings rise behind him. It’s bad to be trapped, bad to be at anyone’s mercy, especially an unpredictable and apparently very intelligent human.
But there’s no cruelty in that gaze, and besides. He does sort-of owe him. He’s been feeding from him for longer than he should have, and it feels so good, and that thick cock is already inside...
“Okay, I mean—if you promise to let me out after. And accept my apology.”
“I do. You’re hungry, and I get it. Just rather would have been asked before I became your meal.”
Then Touya lays his prize back on the bed and spends time eating him out—he tastes unbelievable. The way no human ever could, his slick better than the wildest wet dream imaginable. It’s almost addictive, and Touya ends up on his knees, that juicy cunt hugged against his face while the succubus’ legs curve over his shoulders and his hands grip frantically at the sheets. He’s balanced up on his shoulders and those crimson wings as Touya’s tongue fucks into him, sampling the wetness that drips out endlessly and sucking on the hard length of his dick. Playing with all that sensitivity until the succubus is wild beneath him. Begging, pleading, and Touya is trying to bring him off but nothing quite seems to work. It sounds like he’s riding the edge and just can’t fall over it, and finally starts whimpering ‘stop, stop, please.’ To which Touya pulls back, licking his lips clean of that sweetness.
“Are you...am I not doing this well enough? It feels like you’re enjoying it, but, uh...we’re not getting anywhere, are we?”
Hawks cards a hand through his messy hair, trying to gather up his scattered thoughts. This human is quite possibly insane, and definitely the best lay he’s had in a century. His tongue, his fucking incredible tongue is making Hawks fall apart, and he’d already loved the way that massive cock of his curved up directly into his g-spot and made Hawks see stars every time he rode him.
“I...well.” This is the embarrassing part to admit, and he turns his head to the side, staring at the wall. Touya blinks in actual surprise; he didn’t know a sex demon could get embarrassed, yet the succubus throws an arm over his face before continuing.
“I can’t...my body is designed so that it can’t cum until you do. If you orgasm, then so do I...but I need your cum in me to get off.”
Oh. Well then.
Touya lays him back down on the sheets, spreading his lush thighs wide and letting a trail of spit drip down onto the sex beneath him, which clenches visibly at the sensation. “So that’s why you always rode me like that. My cum triggers your orgasm, and gives you the energy you need. Interesting.”
The emphasis he puts on that last word sends a chilly shiver up Hawks’ spine, but his gasp is cut off as that amazing, fat cockhead presses up against his entrance. He’s so hungry, needs to feel another one of those floods of warm life energy heating his every vein as a thick load pumps into him. The human doesn’t understand how bad his need is, what it means to crave as he does, and he frets as he tries to grind his hips down until a hand pressed flat over his stomach stills him.
“Shh, I’ve got you.”
“I’ll give you what you need, pretty birdie. If you’d woken me up on night one I probably would have given it to you then; but now I feel like I deserve a chance to fuck your brains out.” Then he gives a powerful snap of his hips, and seats half his cock in one go.
Hawks cries out, his talons sinking into the bed as he feels himself suddenly stretched wide, his need that much closer to being sated after all that wicked teasing. Touya’s fingers push back the hood of his clit and stroke at it until another gush of wetness coats his cock, and then he begins to lean his weight forward. He sinks it in until the piercings disappear inside one at a time, each little barbell a line of heat scraping against Hawks’ walls, and he’s trembling against the sheets with his hands curled to half-fists.
Touya doesn’t give it to him fast and dirty, either. He takes his time, thrusting in slow, punishing strokes that draw him nearly all the way out before shoving in to the hilt once more. The base of his dick grinds up against the succubus’ own, and the poor demon is nearly cross-eyed at the feeling of it. He’s been on the edge of an orgasm so long he can’t do anything but clutch at Touya’s forearms, moaning a litany of curses and praises alike as Touya pauses, rubbing their cocks together, then slides in again until the succubus’ belly bulges with his length.
Hawks is trying every clenching, milking motion he knows with his cunt to draw the orgasm out, but this stupid human’s control is just too damn good, and he can’t manage a single thought as those powerful thrusts drive out every drop of coherency he’s ever had.
“Look at you, little demon,” Touya murmurs above him, and for a minute Hawks wonders which of them is actually meant to be the sexual creature of the night here because Touya’s voice is as soft as velvet, and low enough to stir the heat in his gut even further.
“You’re making a wet patch on my nice sheets with your dripping pussy. Should I fill it up for you?” Hawks doesn’t get the chance to answer because his wrists are being held together in one of Touya’s hands and he’s covered completely by the larger body, sensing nothing but heat all around him as the thrusts grow stronger, rougher. It’s like being consumed in a blaze, a wildfire, and yet he’s so painfully hungry to burn with this man.
Hawks is almost about to sob when lips slide along his neck like a brand, and that gravelly voice sounds again in his ear.
“Fuck, I’m cumming—“ Touya’s hips still against his and he feels a pulse of cum inside him like a thrust, and then his own orgasm tears through him with a force he’s unaccustomed to. The succubus almost screams, face buried in Touya’s shoulder as his hips buck madly and his vision goes hazy with the sheer strength of it. Before, orgasms were always good—they’re orgasms—but this rush of power and pleasure inside him feels like liquid gold in his veins and he keens, trying to spread his already open thighs for more.
A whimper wrings out of his throat as he feels his cunt clench around the heat filling it. Stuffing him deeper than he’s known in ages, until he spasms and falls limp against the bed, every nerve ending sparkling with aftershocks. Touya’s weight comes crashing down on top of him and there’s hard breathing in his ear, But he hardly minds when his body feels blissfully numb with the intensity he just experienced.
A warm glow starts within his core, a reward for feeding that makes his hair thicker, glossier, his skin turning supple and pink, lips swelling as the power he just took returns to his muscles and leaves him stretching with joy. When Touya pulls back, he actually seems startled at the change, and Hawks recovers enough from his own delight to give him a cheeky grin.
“Like what you see? This is what happens when I get a tasty meal.” Touya likes it a lot, if the twitch his spent cock gives is any indication, and then he bows his head to kiss over Hawks’ chess and moves a heated palm along his sides. They’re both sweaty and sated, but the tenderness is something Hawks didn’t expect, and his wings flutter softly behind him in response when he sits up.
“Gonna let you out now, birdie,” Touya finally mumbles, drawing back and sliding off the bed. With him gone, Hawks is left squeezing his thighs together to prevent the mess from slipping out any further before looking over at him. He had sort of been imagining that this was going to go quite differently.
“Really? I kinda thought you were gonna...well, keep me here for a while.”
“Nah. I mean, okay, having a personal succubus sex toy would be hot as fuck, but I feel like you probably have a life outside me. Outside of all this. And I’m not going to kidnap you—you should get back to it.” Hawks doesn’t know what to do with that, aside from pushing a hand through his sweat-mussed hair again.
“I...I almost don’t want to ask this, given how pissed off you have every right to be at me, but can I come back sometime? You’re really, honestly the best I’ve ever had.” It feels bizarre to admit it, and to a man he’s only just technically met. But he knows already that everything else is going to seem utterly bland in comparison to what just happened to him.
“Oh, I’m counting on it,” Touya says, smirking as he stands nude beside the bed. “If your cunt is really that hungry, you’ll come back to me. Just give me enough recovery time in between, yeah? I can’t really sleep with you doing this every night.” Hawks nods quickly to that; he doesn’t actually need to feed every single night. He’d been greedy with Touya just because it had been so good, and he was afraid it would eventually end. But with the promise thatTouya is going to keep giving it to him like that, he’ll need it maybe once a week.
The chalk circle on the floor is broken, and Hawks moves out of bed too, snapping his fingers to materialize his clothes onto his body before heading for the window.
“By the way, what’s your name?” He turns to look back over his shoulder, and sees blue eyes luminous in the dark. “Keigo. Everybody calls me Hawks, but...my real name is Keigo,” he admits, and swears he sees a smile in the shadows. Humans are immensely bizarre, and he’ll never understand them.
“Bye then, Keigo. I’ll see you some other night.”
Comments
Seriously HOW are you so good at this my cheeks are BRIGHT RED
