My Incubus demon...

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

"Oh god! More, more!" I plead, clenching my hands around the head of light brown hair between my legs. His tongue plunges deeper into me, sucking on my clit harder. My back arched off the bed, eyes clenched shut. The pleasure was just mind blowing.
I can feel myself of the edge, I can feel myself tighten and...

... I wake up. Hot and bothered.

It seemed so real! He seemed so real!

"Gabrielle, love, are you up?" My grandma, Jayne, calls from the bottom of the stairs, making me smile. she does this every morning. "yes Jayne." I shout back from my bedroom, dream long forgotten. I hear her make her way back into the living room, and I just make my way out if my bed and quickly jump into the shower, knowing that I didn't have much time to get ready.
I'm out just as quick as I got in, and I grab myself some black skinny jeans, a black vest top that showed too much cleavage for my liking, and a black cardigan to cover myself. All black. I wasn't feeling very colourful today. Even my bra and thong were black, apart from the lace.

I check the time, and in bold numbers, it says 7:53

Holy. Shit.
I have 8 minutes to get there.
It's that day that everyone dreads. Everyone hates and despises. Well, apart from me...

It's time to go back to school.

I take the stairs 2 at a time and say a quick goodbye to Jayne, kissing her on the cheek as I make my way out.

* * *
I only had 4 periods today. English, Double Science and Spiritual. To be honest, it was most definitely my favourite subject, and that wasn't going to change now that Mr. Link has left.
We have a new teacher, and I'm just hoping that they can teach. Not like most of the teachers in our school, were they'd rather check out the girls and boys than educate us. I can hear the bell ring as I'm turning the corner, and I make no effort to speed up. I may like school, but I'm not running for anyone or anything. Well, apart from if i was being chased by a murdered or rapist. And if they were holding a knife as I run down a dark alley, filled with stray cats and smelly dustbins.

But that's going off the subject, I'm just not running. By now, I've actually entered school and started to make my way in the direction of English.
I'm too busy with my eyes focused on the floor to notice the person in front of me. I walked straight into their chest, but it could have easily been mistaken for a concrete wall. "I'm so sorry. I sho-" I stop mid-sentence, having a good look at the gorgeous man stood before me.

He's tall, and that's saying something considering I'm nearly 6 ft. He's clean shaven, but you can already tell he's look even more sexier with a bit of stubble, and olive skin. He's just gorgeous. His eyes are a sexy light blue, nearly white. They have something familiar about them, something dangerous. A hidden message if I must say. Just screaming DANGER DANGER!! They have the talent of also luring you in, hypnotising you like the devil himself. "See something you like?" He says lowly, smirking to himself.

I clear my throat as well as my thoughts, "I-I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" I change the subject.

"I should be asking you that." He says, raising his eyebrow at me. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine. A tad bit late, but okay." I say. Let him take the hint. Move aside, and let me go. Can't you see I'm late!!

"What do you have period 1 and 2?"

"English and Double Science. Why?" I ask, nervously. It's obvious he was a teacher, a new one at that, but wasn't he going against school rules? Getting involved with a student? Well, he wasn't really involved with me, just simply flirting. But isn't that even wrong?

"Come with me, ill write you a note." He says, already walking off.

"That's really not necessary. I'm only, like, 10 minutes late. No biggy." I shrug off, still following him.
What's wrong with me?!
Just walk away?!

"Nonsense. I'll write you a note, it's the least I could do." He protests. That reminds me, how do I even know he works here? What proof have I seen that he actually works here?! He could be a peadophile for all I know? "But I don't even know you!"

He stops walking abruptly, causing me to bump into his back. He spins around and holds his hand out, clearly wanting me to shake his hand. "Harvey. You?"

Harvey...
What a sexy name.
Just like Harvey off of Suits.
Fit.

"G-Gabrielle." I stutter,

"Gabrielle." Harvey tests, my name rolling off of his tongue like it was made for him. I try to cover my shiver as he says it. "Well, it's nice to meet you Gabrielle. Gorgeous name. Now come on, I have a class waiting."

He walks in front, head held high, while I follow behind with my head held down, trying my best not to catch any attention. Not that anybody would pay attention to me anyway.
He walks into his class, and begets his class. I don't know what subject he teachers or who's in the crowd, my eyes are trained straight ahead.
Whispers could be heard in the class, and I just block them out.
"Is there something funny, Miss Demount?!" Harvey shouts at her, to which she smiles innocently in response. "No no, nothing at all, Sir." She says in a sickly sweet tone.

What I wouldn't give to smash her pretty little face in.
But I wouldn't, because I'm too much of a nice person. Sort of, anyway.

"Good. Then keep your mouth shut, please." He comes back.

Loads of "ooohs" and "aaahs" were heard around the room, and it even made me smile. Nobody spoke to Lucy like that. Nobody spoke to the popular bitch like that...

He scribbled something down on a piece of paper, which in guessing was my note, and hands it me. "Here. Just give that and you haikus be let off. Don't be late again." He warns teasingly, but I wasn't paying attention to that. I was more interested in if he purposely touched my hand when he passed it or not...

Guess I'll never no.
I thank him o so quietly and practically run out of the room, making my way to English.

Today's gonna be fun...