Incubus: Take Kaerillian to your bed and try again

From Create Your Own Story

Gently, you withdraw your finger. He's too scared. Looking down at him, you think you know why. This looks like a scene out of someone's rape fantasy--face down on a desk, pants around his knees--You don't want the boy to see this as rape; it's not--you don't do that.

"Come here," you say, taking his arm and helping him to his feet. "My bed will be far more comfortable."

"No, Captain--Please--"

"It's all right," you say, putting a firm hand on his shoulder and guiding him over to the bed. "If you don't want my fingers inside you then I won't, but I am going to touch you. Now lay down." He hesitates, casting a desperate glance at the door, and then climbs onto the mattress, lying face down.

"Turn over," you tell him, pulling off his boots and trousers. "I want to see your face." You want him to see yours as well, to see that you're really not a monster. As he rolls over, you lay down beside him, still fully clothed, and run your hand up the inside of his thigh. He lies still, taking short, shallow breaths, his face turned toward the wall. You reach up and gently coax him to look at you.

"I have something that will make you feel better, I think," you say, drawing up your right leg and pulling a short, slim dagger out of your boot. He tenses at the sight of it and stares at you as you offer him the mother-of-pearl handle. "Go ahead," you tell him. "Take it. If I do something you don't like, you can stop me."

His hand shakes as he takes the dagger from you, and you wonder if it was such a smart move. He's going to freak out and stab you. It's a risk you'll just have to take. You reach down, sliding your hand up under his shirt, and he gasps as you caress his smooth, flat stomach before sliding down to run your fingers through the light down of silvery curls surrounding the base of his cock.

"Is this all right?" you ask him. He just looks at you for a long moment, the dagger clutched in his white-knuckled hand, and he nods, his tongue darting out to wet dry lips.

"You're really not going to rape me?" he asks in a whisper.

"I'm really not," you say. He hesitates, and then sets the dagger on the bed beside him.

"All right, then," he says breathlessly. "You can whatever you want to me, just please--"

"I won't hurt you, I promise," you say, leaning in and pressing a soft kiss to his trembling lips. You hand moves down, your fingers brushing along his cock as you kiss him again, slowly, letting your tongue slide along his lips, seeking entrance to his mouth. His cock hardens under your gentle attention and he whimpers as his lips part, allowing you inside him. Your tongue glides across his as you deepen the kiss and he moans into your mouth.


Do you...

Hunger Key: Sated - Awake - Restless - Hungry - Very Hungry - Starving - Critical
Status
Demon Restless
Location The Incubus: Captain's Cabin
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