Jiraiya x Reader Stories(Smut)

The Incubus

Warning for some rough sex. Also he's a sex demon.
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One final symbol and the circle was complete. You set the chalk down. Your summoning circle was complete. Honestly, you still are a little in awe of what you are doing. And what you're about to do. You pick up the small kitchen knife you had brought into your room. You cut open your hand. You plant you hand against the floor, in the middle of the summoning circle.

....

...

Nothing happened. Fuck.

You sigh and pull your hand back. Your bloody hand print imprinted in the wood of your bedroom floor. That'll be a bitch to get out. Always prepared, you grab the cloth you had brought as well. You hold it against your cut. All this effort for nothing. Drawing a circle, learning Latin, cutting your hand. All to summon a demon you thought would change your life. You want things that feels like you can't obtain by yourself. You've tried! Looks like that wasn't happening. All you've done is waste your time and mutilate yourself. You get up and head for the door. Better clean this up before it bleeds everywhere.

"You aren't leaving, are you?" Said a deep and flirtatious voice from behind you.

You whip around, eyes wide. There was a man in your room. Not quite a man, now that you can take him in. He was sitting on his knees in the middle of the circle. His skin colour was pale with a noticeable red tint to it. He had long white hair that hung wild and free. With fringe that framed his face. A pretty face at that. Complete with a strong square jaw, pointed nose, and soft looking lips that weren't too big, but not too thin either. The points of his unnaturally pointed ears just poked through his thick hair. He had horns. Two black horns that stuck out of his head on the high points of his forehead parallel to the arch of his eyebrows. His nails were long and pointed, as well with his canine teeth. Dark red eyes with slivered pupils that stared at you. Red markings ran under his eyes and down his cheeks like war painted tear tracks. His clothes were old fashioned. A sage green kosode that was tied lazily. The folds of it tied low on his waist to have it open to show off his chest. Damn he was fit. His hakama the same colour and look loosely fitted. Enough where one pull would have them drop to the ground. His thin black arrow pointed tail swished back and fourth behind him as he awaited your answer.

"Ah... ah er." You are at a loss for words. Only one question seems to come to mind. "Who? Who are you?"

A sultry chuckle emanates from your demonic house guest. He sits back while still on his knees. Showing off his sculpted body and letting you admire it. The left hand fold slid off his shoulder and exposed more of his bare skin. He rolls his head back to expose his neck and throat. He snaps it back forward and looks at you with a bemused smile.

"Call me Jiraiya, baby!" He introduced himself in that same tone of voice that sends shivers down your spine. "I'd ask why you would have summoned me, but it's easy to smell how into me you are."

You stand stiffly. Utterly embarrassed and flushed, you aren't sure what to do. Other than to just stare in awe at the demon you summoned. Jiraiya beckons you towards him, raising his hand to curl and uncurl his finger a slow pattern. Your body moves beyond your control, wanting to get closer to him. You sit on your knees in front of him. Leaning close to his face. Your whole body feels hot and your heart is pounding so hard he can probably hear it. You nervously swallow back some saliva that had gathered in your throat.

His face gets closer to yours. His breath hot on your face. His lips part slowly and are a fraction from kissing yours. His hand touches yours. He pulls it up and inspects. You flinch when he puts pressure on your wound.

"Such a shallow wound! Were you too afraid to really commit?" Jiraiya teases you. He licks the cut quickly before continuing. "No one really wanted to come up for so little of a sacrifice, but I saw how disappointed you were. Such a pretty face shouldn't be so sad!"