The Untold Love

He's A What!? (bonus chapter)

It's been a few weeks since we became an us. I have been so skeptical about it all and very paranoid.  I didn't want to say yes, but why not try again right? It was a lovely Saturday afternoon I sat outside on my front porch steps watching cars go by and watching some kids play basketball on the street the wind was warm but not too warm it was almost summer vacation and it was nearly my mother's birthday I sat there thinking and planning as I wanted to give her a surprise birthday party but I didn't know what theme I closed my eyes for a bit and sighed. This shit is hard what type of birthday would a mom like hmm I thought to myself when I open my eyes I about screamed Damian was standing there so close to me, heart pounding in my chest hard, heavy breathe "Shit! Damian...warn someone when you're coming over damn about gave me a heart attack...asshole" I mutter the last part under my breath as he just laughed.

"Sorry, you seem so focused on something. What are you thinking about?" Damian asked as he caressed my cheek I smiled a little.

"My mom's birthday is coming up and I want to throw her a surprise party but I don't know the theme of it yet...I'm clueless right now" I sighed 

Damian sat next to me and helped me plan for a bit before we headed inside where my mom was in the kitchen at the table drinking her tea while doing a word puzzle my twin sisters were over by the stove as they were baking something. Our house was full as Xavier was also over with his wife and son I smiled at my sweet family, and I lead Damian up to my room once inside I closed the door and locked it in case something kinky happens I wouldn't want my family seeing or hearing anything. That would be embarrassing he sat on my bed as I went over to the balcony doors and open them to let the fresh air in.

"So, what did you wanna talk about...you kinda sounded very serious over the phone yesterday is everything okay?" I asked a bit worried as I sat next to him, he was fidgeting with his fingers he seemed scared for some reason.

"I'll just cut to the chase... Remember the day you told me about a sweet scent you smelled... and I acted as if there was nothing there" Damined asked he was avoiding eye contact with me which seemed odd he'd usually be burning a hole through my head by now. Something tells me whatever he has to say NEEDS to be said now.

"Um, Yeah why?"

He closed his eyes and sighed "There was a scent there...but only you could smell it..."

"Damian, what are you talking about?"

"Shh just listen. This is hard enough as it is. This is something I should have told you before but I've been using it back afraid of the outcome." He stood up and paced my room trying to find the courage to tell me whatever he had to say. After what seemed like 10 minutes he looked at me finally, I tensed his eyes were dark blue he walked over to me and caressed my cheek slowly "Max.." His voice was much deep as before when his eyes are like that, then I smelled it. That scent, the intoxicating scent so sweet yet deadly every time I smelled it I would get consumed in lust and desire for him. 

"Damian..." I was breathing a little heavier. Just as the scent came, it was gone in seconds and I could breathe again I looked at him confused 

"It's coming from me...that scent is mine. It's really not a scent tho... it's more like a 'glamour'  which is like female scenting...it's like a drug" Damian sat back down next to me I remained quiet to let him explain himself. "The more aroused I am the more intoxicating it gets. My saliva, sweat, and uh..ahem nectar are strong aphrodisiacs." 

"So, wait what does that mean tho? That all this time it was you making me feel like that..?" 

"No no, the first times were all you but afterward it was me...I wanted you so bad. So in other words you made me so fuckin horny that my sweet scent as you call it got stronger.." 

What he said was starting to click in my head, and my brain began to search for a very faded memory of the time I decided to google search stuff and stumbled upon a creature so fine and sexy that was like a Succubus but a male my eyes wide. I opened my mouth to say something but the words got stuck in my throat so Damian took the chance to tell me.

"I'm an Incubus..."  Damian said lowly but I heard it loud and clear.

"You're a what" I looked at him serious

"Incubus... I was uh...born dead so my mother did some things and poof I was brought back to life as an incubus...so there...that should explain that scent you always smell"

He smiled. Damian should have added how his smile is also intoxicating.

But, now I know why.

He's an Incubus. No no more like a sex god.