An Incubus

The Introduction

I jump out of bed. Holy shit that was a dream! I look at the clock 10:00. This can't be good. I shift around in my bed to get comfortable. I roll over and snuggle deeper into the sheets. Wait.. Something's not right. My eyes snap open and I'm staring into a set of shimmering red eyes. I jump violently out of the bed, my head hitting my closet door, and everything turns black.

I open my eyes and look down, I'm neatly tucked into my bed. Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. I slowly look up and see him staring at me. I feel the urge to scream, but some invisible force is holding me back. I stare at him and try to determine if all this is another dream. He sits leisurely on the edge of my bed, long legs resting on the hardwood. He's wearing pretty normal clothes slim fitting jeans and a simple black V-neck, but it's the strange untraceable aura he exudes. His blue-black hair is tousled carelessly yet it couldn't be more perfect. His skin is a rich olive tone and his frame was unimaginably fit. My eyes trail up his body and stop at his face. His lips looked soft, full, and deep red. they curled up in a seductive smirk. But the only feature that drove me into dark insanity was his eyes. Bright red with flecks of orange. Fire. His eyes were fire. My heart drills almost painfully in my chest as I struggled to gulp.

"Hello Ian." Oh my God his voice. Deep, tender. I feel my dick start to stir. I just stare at him, unable to speak or even think for that matter.

"It is rude to ignore a greeting Ian." He charms. He looks strangely laid back and approachable, yet I sense a predatory undertone.

"W-Who?" I can't form a sentence. There's a static pull of attraction that was obviously unavoidable. He grins, and I swear on anything my heart freezes. His smile. I can't.

"I'm Leo" he says, I pick up a strange accent that I've never heard. How could this beast-man chat so casually with me? I finally will up courage and shift in the sheets. I cautiously stretch out my right arm to shake hands with the demon. He looks at my hand takes it with thin fingers and pulls it gently to his mouth, and kisses it while looking dead at me. His lips press softly on my hand and the feeling of pure ecstasy surges through my body. He releases my hand and I look down in horror. My erection is now straining painfully in my pants. It's blatantly visible and I pray that Leo doesn't see.

He looks straight at my member and smiles haughtily, then looks me in the eyes.

"You're probably wondering why I am in your bedroom." I nod speechlessly "Well you attracted me here with your thoughts, I can read them." My face flushes and I feel like running away, but I can't.

"What are you?" I manage to choke out.

"I'm an Incubus." He states. The room starts spinning and everything goes black. Again.

In a word I'm numb. Now I'm comfortably nestled in my bed and I'm staring at the pale off-white ceiling; all recent events flood my thoughts. I remember everything. There's no doubt that he's real, but as thoughts start to brew I wonder if I'm truly over the initial shock. Even if I'm not mentally prepared I've got to toughen up and try to figure this situation out. I struggle free from the web of sheets and shuffle towards the bathroom, then an obvious concern arises. Where is Leo?

Upon completion of the thought he appears. My heart nearly rips free from my chest as I gawk with dark fascination. He looks at me and smirks. Now I'm positive that I'll never get used to his Godlike beauty.

"You called?" He says with profound allure.

"I-I didn't-"

"Let me rephrase. You conjured me up so to speak." He arches his brow with devilish amusement. I soften under his stare, his eyes deep scarlet with brilliant flecks of orange and gold.

"Yeah I must have...sorry" I mumble. Gosh can I look anymore like a fool?

"You aren't foolish Ian." He scolds playfully. I'm freeze. So he really can read my thoughts. Oh.

"Did you doubt my abilities?" He chuckles. As if under a spell I silently nod my head back and forth.

"I know you must have questions, and I have no qualms with answering them." He looks at me, but I remain entranced. Snap out of it Ian!

"Um... can we sit down or something?" I ask; intentionally choosing to avert my stare.

"Of course, I am but a guest."

I walk into the kitchen and feel his overwhelming presence trailing behind me. Urgh this is just- I can't even begin to describe these feelings. My stomach grumbles loudly and I realize how starved I feel. I turn to Leo.

"You can take a seat here." I mumble, nervously making a gesture to the wooden chair next to the table.

"Thank you."

"Uh-" My stomach interrupts with an obnoxious rumble. "I'm going to find something to eat, are you hungry?" I mentally punch myself in the face. Do demons even eat food?

"No we don't, I prefer nutrition by other means." He growls seductively. Oh well that was awfully loaded. I treasure the prickle of heat spreading on my cheeks as I fumble around for a bowl. I mindlessly fix a bowl of captain crunch and bring the meal over to the table.

Can this possibly get anymore awkward? I hesitantly lower the spoon into the cereal and bring it up to my mouth. The room becomes quiet excluding the occasional muted crunch. I a glance up at him; my heart tightening exquisitely in my chest. Eating cereal across from a sex demon. Quite eventful for a Tuesday.