Chapter 2

The Fae let out a gasp as they lost control going limp against the Incubus as he held them against his form. Their arms snaked limply over his vested body, the lust for him overwhelming them as they came. Gasps and moans escaping from them not wanting to let go but their knees giving out as the Incubus held them up. The shiny spots grew as they leaked all over his leg and the pumpkin he sat on. They slowly recovered, pushing away from him, placing their hands along his thighs, looking down as they moved back, feeling the cold air behind them and flinching away from it back to the magical warmth. Looking down as they did so the Fae noticed the shiny areas they left blushing deeply, then noticing the Incubus’s bulge with a gasp. “Oh my...” not being able to speak, the Fae just greedily moved their hands over his bulge stroking him through his leather pants. With a grin on his face and a slight moan, caused by their ministrations on his loins the Incubus reaches up and unzips his vest, shrugging it off and letting it fall to the ground. Reaching down he lifted their chin to look up at him, their eyes going wide at the sight of his bare chest. Licking their lips, the Fae just stared up at him. “Are you willing to pay the price with your body for what you have in your hands and what you want, little one? Become my little Fae pet and I will give you what you desire.” Grinning at the stunned naked Fae before him, his clawed hand moved soft along their neck wrapping around the side of their throat, a thumb brushing across their lips as he waited for a response.

“Sir, why do you keep calling me a Fae? I’m ... I’m not a Fae ... I don’t understand ... This is ... Why are you in my yard?” Their senses barely came back enough to mumble the words while they instinctively sucked on the thumb against their lips moaning softly as they did so. The Incubus grinned as they pushed the Fae away the deep red smoke surrounding him, only his outstretched arms visible and his strange glowing blue eyes visible to them as the hand along their neck kept them out of the smoke the other still running claws along their back now tracing up their side and over their exposed breast teasing a claw along their nipple sending shivers through their body. “Oh, little one ... I am sorry you were forgotten about in this realm of mortals but you are Fae born. I don’t know how you ended up here but it doesn’t matter now as I can see your desires and I claim you as my own. Gaze upon your new master ... Your kind should have prepared you, but their loss is my gain.” Pulling his hand away as the smoke dissipated around him he sat there on his giant pumpkin, his demonhood standing proud naked before them just as they were naked before him, both cast in the red glow of the lantern. He reached out with his hand and gently ran his claws through their short hair along their scalp while slowly and gently pulling them closer to his demonic staff. Their mouth watering subconsciously as it twitched automatically, a growling moan escaping his lips as their warm breath reached him.

They opened their mouth to say something, anything. They couldn’t think to form words, not that it mattered, because as soon as their lips parted to speak instinctively they were drawn forward and took his tip between their lips. Their tongue lanced up and licked the underside of his tip as they drew themselves down upon him. The taste further caused them to lose control, giving in they devoured the demonic meal presented to them. Giving into the lust that had taken control they worked his length deeper and deeper into their mouth, tasting every inch that he had to offer them. Pulling away only to take breaths and relax their jaw occasionally they instinctively alternated between trying to swallow all of him into their throat and working his shaft with their hand and tongue. Placing a hand along his sack beneath their meal they work the contents there in sucking, teasing and stroking wanting to taste his demonic seed. Soft moans escaping both their lips the Fae’s as they seeming sucked the sexual energy from his demonic offering to them. The Incubus tried to control himself with a clawed hand massaging their head guiding it up and down on his length while his other dug into the pumpkin his claw leaving groves in its flesh as his claws curled while he struggled to hold himself upright. “You need to stop little one, I am close and if you don’t my seed will bind you to me. As much as I crave a Fae pet to make me their Master, I can not do that to you. Stop now before it is too late.”