The unveiling

Chapter 9

Nick sat in his office, 'maybe it was time to go home' Nick thought until he heard a timid knock on the door "come in" Nick said. A boy came in

"How many I help son?"

"F-father Nick I want to confess" Nick felt a lump form in his throat, this was what he feared the most when he came for this mission. Nick took on a calm exterior and said "Shall we?"

They entered the box which Nick had refused to look at since he came. He took a deep breath in and said "May the blessing of the lord be with you, what troubles you?"

Although he felt the most guilty about listening to the confessions but he promised to take their secret to the grave. He heard someone else enter the box after the previous boy left. He could only see a mat of dark curly hair through the small screen window so he said

"May the blessing of the lord be with you, what troubles you?"

"Father" a sultry voice said "forgive me for I've sinned" He said each word slowly setting Nick on the edge, he already knew his target was the one speaking to him "I have very, very dirty thoughts" The incubus turned to look directly at Nick, only revealing an eye, a dark indigo color with specks of gold. Nick held his breath, not in fear of the demon by him but of what was to come

"I want to bend you over in front of the whole school and have my way with you, oh dear father" he said the last words mockingly. Nick quickly exited his side of the box ready to face off the incubus with his cross and blessed water, he opened the other side of the box but nobody was there.

Nick immediately left the church, taking a walk around to calm himself down "Fucking bitch" Nick muttered

"I've never heard a priest curse before" Nick almost jumped in fright when Jean appeared by his side

" What are you doing here? "

" I was on my way to my next class when I saw you but why did you curse?"

" It's nothing you should head to your class" Jean nodded before walking away.

The rest of the day carried on without any paranormal activities. It was night time, Nick laid on his bed thinking on how he could approach the matter afterall a month out of the three months he was given had passed yet the only notable encounter he had was today. Nick sighed before switching off the lamp and falling asleep.

Nick eyes snapped open. He was naked which was definitely not how he slept and he was bound to the bed and spread eagle wide. 'oh no' Nick thought after realizing he was in a dream or horribly put he was under an incubus spell. He tried to struggle under the restraints but he couldn't move. Numerous tendrils crawled on his skin and something warm and wet lapped at his earlobe

"Nicholas" a sultry voice similar to the previous one whispered in his ear "Let me taste you" The tendrils crawled up his body like vines, one wrapped around his shaft the other ones wrapped around the two tiny protruding beacons on his chest. Nick clenched his teeth trying to prevent moans from spilling from his mouth as the tendrils began to tug.

"Let me hear your voice Nick" The sultry voice which had already taken on a figure which Nick couldn't distinguish in the darkness. Warm lips covered his, trying to pry it open but Nick refused. Nick's mouth let out a gasp which the incubi used to let his tongue wander his mouth, tasting every nook and cranny. A tiny tendril had found its way into Nick's urethra which brought Nick into a quivering mess.

The incubi moaned, his own covering that of Nick's who was chasing his orgasm. Just at the brink of it, Nick bit hard on his incubi's tongue drawing blood, Nick couldn't taste the blood before he awoke.

Nick's tank top clung to his skin as well as his sweat. Nick immediately sat up and switched on his lamp. The sun was already setting as birds chirped loudly. Nick got his holy water sprinkling it all over his room which was a tradition he abandoned two weeks ago because he saw no point in it but now he realized how useful it was.