The Fae and the Incubus

Title: The Fae and the Incubus

Copyright: Copyrighted 2002 by Sarah Pettis. If you would like to post this story on your website, please ask me for permission first. My e-mail is WiteIris@yahoo.com, don\'t be shy, I won\'t bite yah! ^^
Also would like to add I did not write this entirely on my own as it is based off of some on-line RPing between me and an ex-boyfriend.

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Black tendrils manifested forming into hand like formations. The tangible shadows then took hold of her, wrapping themselves around her wrists and ankles. she gave out a startled yelp and made an attempt to escape, but to no avail. The dark bonds held her down firmly and he loomed over her body, grinning darkly.

\"what are you going to do?\" she cried, struggling.

\"Well, that depends...\" he replied, his voice sultry and low, making her heart pound dully against her breast.

\"On what?\" she asked, fear evident in her voice.

He chuckled, a dark sound rising from deep his throat, and he rose his hand, a single claw extended. He ran it gently along her cheek, a sensual feeling that in the same movement made her aware of how deadly sharp the talon was. \"On how willing you are...\" was his answer.

She glanced away, feeling the nerves in her entire body all fire up with tension and alarm. \"I see...\"she said, \"....and if I am willing?\"

He grinned. \"it\'d make things easier, less squirming in an attempt to get away, but plenty of squirming from something else.. ...\"

She felt the blood rush to her cheeks, \"makes sense...of course there\'s trust factor, your kind isn\'t know for being gentle....i could get hurt .\"

His smile was almost as secretive as it was seductive, \"It would be a good kind of hurt.\"

She watched his face for a moment but nodded, \"a good hurt....but only good, you must promise... \"

\"I\'d be a gentle incubus...\" he replied.

Her laugh was slightly bitter, \"heh...that\'s an oxymoron if I ever heard one,\" but she looked up into his eyes, \"all right ... she closed her eyes, \"then I am willing...

His eyes grew as dark as his smile and five sharp claws extended from his fingers. Her eyes opened and flashed immediately with a primal, instinctive fear, never leaving the wicked looking talons.

\"Don\'t be afraid,\" his voice was reduced to a cold whisper, \"I gave you my word that I would be gentle...\"

She glanced from the claws to his eyes and back, but nodded despite a shudder that ran up her back and around her spine in a tingle that made her hair stand on end.

He moved closer then, drawing a claw over her neck slowly, moving down her shirt, bearing in as to tear the fabric. She flinched letting out a small gasp, pulling instinctively against her bonds, but took a deep breath in an attempt to calm herself.

He took a step back to admire her, and smirking he drew close again, drawing the claws over the arms and neck of the shirt, tearing it so that it would simply fall away from her. He watched as she shivered feeling the air kiss her now disrobed torso, and she blushed deeper.

he was even closer then, slipping his hands over her exposed shoulders, pressing himself against her roughly. he began to kiss along her shoulder and neck, occasionally giving her a soft lick.

a soft sigh escaped her lips, and she let her head fall back slightly, to better expose her neck. he grinned wickedly, and for a moment leisurely toyed with the idea that he could seize this opportunity to take more than just of her body. but he decided against it and continuing to kiss her, moved slowly down her front, spreading slow kisses over her chest and stomach, talons already working their way through the fabric of her pants.

She swallowed as another gasp escaped her and her sighs became heavier as her breath deepened. Her pants had by then become scraps and he looked up at her, an expression of mock innocence upon his face.

she looked down, shaking her head as she smiled slightly, \"naughty demon....i liked those pants... \"

His lips quirked, \"I\'ll get you another pair...the underworld has the most extensive catalogue of any dimension...\"

But the humor left his face swiftly as his smile grew cold and he stood. She bit back a smart reply that danced around in the corner of her mind. One never mocked a demon back, it was common knowledge. she watched him, the anticipation clear in her eyes.

he studied her for a moment before he spoke, \"you know...those bindings don\'t suit you ... with that he waved them away, letting them dissipate into the air like smoke.

She drew her legs up instinctively, and rubbed her wrists, testing her new freedom mildly, but she frowned at his sudden change of disposition, \"don\'t they?\" she asked almost hesitantly.

\"Maybe later,\" he replied and smirked then turning his back to her, wide bat-like wings protruding from a long black jacket. He stretched, then looking over his shoulder at her.

She took him in and her face was in awe as she admired his beautiful and at the same time ominous looking wings and she whispered, \"I\'ve never seen a creature so alluring...never once...\"

He took his jacket off slowly, having to manipulate his wings through the holes in the jacket designed for them. He stretched again, without any top, his muscles rippling under slightly pale flesh.

To her surprise she felt the press of tears upon her eyes, \"you are...\" she glanced down blushing, \"you\'re beautiful...\" she admitted to him.

He smiled and turned back to her, approaching her slowly, \"its rare that I get compliments...\"

She kept her eyes lowered, for fear beauty might be too much of a good thing, \" I can\'t imagine why...\" she whispered smiling.

He grinned then wickedly, \"they\'re usually too busy screaming.\"

Her eyes flew up at that, \"O-oh...\" she stammered, her expression once again becoming slightly uneasy. She had forgotten who he was for a moment. what he was. she could not forget. Beauty was the well known and favored guise of the deadly.

he stopped his advancements then, zipping his pants all the way down from the waist to the ankle cuff on the left leg, then the same on the right. and then letting them fall away, he stood now nude in all his glory before her. his wings spread wide behind him, more an expression of pride than of intimidation

Gasp is what little she could do as her eyes widened and she felt her legs go numb beneath her. He smiled and she let out a startled cry as he pushed her harshly backwards onto a large round bed that seemed to simply manifest out of nowhere. she could practically sink into the softness of the dark crimson silken sheets that covered the bed. He moved closer standing over her.

She struggled to gather herself looking up at him, as her mind scrambled to try to predict and prepare for what would happen next. He kneeled down and crawled up on the bed, moving up with preternatural ease. he drew his claws up her legs slowly, over her thighs where he stopped and kneeled between her legs.

her body twitched, feeling his touch and her eyebrows furrowed as she tried to control her breath. he slipped his finger under the waistline of her panties at her left hip, slitting it open with a claw, doing the same to the right side. she glanced skyward, the colors of her eyes intensifying as her expressions fluxed from passion to anxiety and she buried both fists into the bed, clutching at the sheet as her eyes drifted closed.

He smiled softly, kissing his way up her stomach slowly, then her chest and shoulder to her neck, laying himself atop her. The feeling of his body against hers triggered an instinct many times more powerful then fear and her hands released their grips from the silk and traveled up to his shoulders.

Slowly he pressed himself against her, letting her feel him, before kissing her deeply, his hands gripping her shoulders. She reeled at the taste of his lips against hers, and returned the kiss back with a steadily growing passion. He grinded himself against her as they kissed, one hand moving down slowly between her legs, softly touching her.

She moaned softly into his mouth, feeling his touch cause the fire burning deep within her to grow wild. He broke the kiss then suddenly and pressed his forehead to hers, his eyes focused on her\'s, should she open them. she did opened then, feeling as the red fury of his irises burn into her, searing her soul. He stared into her eyes, seeking her absolute willingness.

Her eyes were peaked with passion that was only clouded by an uncertainty and fear, naturally a given. Deep beneath the obvious there was a determined will that glowed brightly, a silver that clashed amongst the haze of burning red.

He grinned then a little, touching her cheek gently as he slowly sank himself into her, letting a sigh escape him. A deep cry laced with passion lifted itself from her throat as her legs wrapped around his waist, drawing him in deeply and she clung to him desperately.

with a moan he pulled back slowly, and then moved forward again, gently moving back within her, repeating it over and over again, kissing her neck and throat, gripping her thighs, his dark talons digging in slightly. her gasps came almost in time with his thrusts, and she felt the pain burn red in the back of her mind, but he\'d kept true to his promise, it was a good hurt and another pleasured moan bubbled up from with in her.

Keeping a slow even pace, he moaned softly into her ear, the pleasure of her almost overwhelming. Every nerve in her body was alive with sensation as she clung to him, growing more and more and she knew she was drawing close to the edge. she dug her dull nails into his back, and gripped at the base of his leather wings that arched out over them.

he panted a little, clutching her to him, kissing her, feeling rising within him. holding her very tightly all the sudden, he groaned out and she could feel him seem to burst within her, heat spreading out inside her. feeling this new explosion of heat was the little push she need. she felt herself tumble over her own peak and her back arched as a scream of absolute pleasure ripped its way through her lung.

He smiled, panting, and nuzzled against her neck, stroking her hair softly. She lay stiff for a moment, gasping for breath, her glazed eyes heavenward, her breath slowly evened out as her eyelids drooped. they fluttered slightly at the sensation of his talons running gently over her stomach, grazing the under side of her breasts.

She glanced up at him, his eyes now glowing the color of embers in a dying hearth. She watched him for a moment, before letting out a weak giggle.

\"What\'s so funny?\" he asked pulling her into his arms.

\"I\'m not dead...\" she chuckled.

\"Is that what you were so afraid of?\" he inquired his eyebrows arching slightly.

She nodded, and looked away blushing, \"you have a bit of a reputation for that you know...\" she informed him as she cuddled up closer into his embrace.

He took her jaw between his fingers directing her gaze back up to his. His lips quirked in a smile that seemed to be preparing her to hear a secret.

\"That fate is something I save for the weak of heart, body and mind. Mere mortals that have no business existing in the first place....you on the other hand are quite different. I would never ever harm something as pure and beautiful as you are...\" the seriousness in his voice almost frightened her, and he must have noticed, \"at least not permanently...\" he added giving her a wicked grin as one of his hands drifted down running a talon along her inner thigh, leaving a trail of faint fire.

The black tendrils that he had dissipated earlier took their previous places around her arms and legs.
he chuckled at her surprised expression, \"I told you....\'maybe later....\'\"

The End!