The Incubus Under My Bed #wattys2019

Chapter 1-The Beginning Of the End

Aria slowly lowered her naked form into the steaming sanctuary of her tub. She pressed play on her iPod dock, and the sweet seducing sounds of Baby Face's Whip Appeal came pouring out. Henri observed her as he leaned against the bathroom sink. Henri loved bath time. Aria was her filthiest when she was getting all clean. He didn't know how he wanted to play this.

They usually started off with some sweet romantic scenario such as; him being away for a long time, and her making some grand romantic gesture upon his return. However, he wasn't in the mood for such. If only his little witch knew the things he could do once they were on the same plane of existence. He knew she was thinking about him by more than his presence in the room. That was how this worked. She thought about him and he 'serviced' her.

In the four years that he's come to know her, he knew when she was reminiscing about their past encounters by the way her smile turned up mid length on her face. He wondered what day she was think about. The hotel in Montreal was a good one. He remembered how he thrust into Aria as her cousin Stella lay next to her fast asleep. The thrill of them being caught at any moment excited his precious witch. For such a moral compass she dreamt of a lot of dirty things.

Aria never wanted to think about Henri, but the harder she tried not to the more he was on her mind. It seemed like every minute she had alone she spent daydreaming about his ghostly touch. She was sure her resent break up with her real boyfriend, Tyrell, was messing with her mind. The last thing she needed was her invisible boyfriend back in her life.

Henri entered Aria's life when she decided to pleasure herself. It wasn't the first time she masturbated, but it was the first time she thoroughly enjoyed it. Aria wanted to see how it felt to have someone else touch her without giving her goodies to someone that wouldn't treasure them. And the consequence of being a witch is you're every thought had power.

She created her perfect guy. Smart, caring, funny. Henri was everything she ever wanted and never had because of the constraints of his world, and the cruelty of hers. He was a sarcastic jerk, but he was funny and sweet, all the same. He wouldn't be a man without flaws and his were handpicked at the minimal to be tolerated.

Aria slowly lowered her hand to her valley when she felt her muscle stiffen as if she were being restrained, "You're not starting without me are you?"

She opened her eyes to see twinkling green eyes drinking her up. Henri always wore a smug grin on his face, because he knew no matter what mood she was in he'd win out anyway. Henri's olive colored hand glided across the bubbles. He held a handful and blew them in her un-amused face. "Go away."

He simply licked his lips and smirked once again. He never got tired of the cat and mouse game they played, but today was the day he'd get his freedom. As a witch she could perform a spell to set him free. They'd get rid of each other instantly which was what she wanted. "Once again, there is only one way that is ever going to happen, and you refuse to do it. That leads me to believe you really don't want me to go away Ms. Davis," Henri said as he smiled down at her.

"You're trying to manipulate me. How can I just let you into my world?" she questioned, still unable to move.

"I'll promise to be a good little boy," he said as he pouted at her. "I'll do whatever it takes, wait however long I have to, in order for you to do this Ari."

Aria closed her eyes tightly knowing if she focused hard enough, she could make him go away. Henri made himself invisible and loosened his hold on her. He wanted to mess with her a little more. She slowly opened one eyes and sighed when she didn't see his face. She relaxed in the tub and sunk in just a little deeper. Then she felt his body on hers and heard the water shifting.