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Incubus Lessons
Chapter 2
Author’s Notes: Well, this was a labor of love. I felt like it took forever. When I finished Part 1 of this chapter, I thought ‘oh, the next part is only going to be about twenty pages, oh, well.’ Then, I finished writing it at 48 pages. I have no idea how that happened.
I want to thank everyone who reviewed. Because this is a smut fic (though the ending of this chapter makes it turn into something more than that) and it’s technically not supposed to be on sites like ff.net, I wasn’t expecting much, but you guys really made me happy. Especially Djargo, who reads both versions. I love you! (You know, in a platonic, I get all warm and fuzzy when I read your reviews kind of way) I hope to hear more from all of you about this story, especially since this chapter sucked out my soul (but I need it to write Roads!) I guess this proves to me to post anything I write on ff dot net, because the reviews were amazing!
Once again, if you are on ff dot net and are a minor, don’t read this. Unless you were like me before the age of eighteen and read this stuff all the time and it never bothered you. Just don’t go telling me about it. Cue fingers in ears.
Part 2
The second that Quatre pulled him out of the tent, the bright light of the afternoon sun struck Duo in the eyes. He bared his fangs and had to fight against the urge to hiss as the sensation burned. Light was definitely not a good thing for a nocturnal creature like him. It took a few minutes for the burning and blurriness to fade and Quatre waited patiently until Duo was ready to move on. Once he could see again, Duo took a good look around the area. They were camped out on a field of endless grass and low hills, the sky above filled with silver-white clouds and a blue so deep, Duo had never seen one like it in the human world. The grass smelled sweet to him, and even though he hated the bright sun, his sensitive nose preferred it to the smell of human pollution.
It was the longest hike Duo had ever taken in his entire life. Having spent most of his life moving from place to place, the difficulty had nothing to do with how many steps or miles he and Quatre had gone. The sun beat down on them relentlessly and with every step that he took, Duo’s thighs brushed against his balls, sending little sparks of pleasure running through his cock. The fluids coating his ass and legs had quickly turned tacky and uncomfortable in the heat. Duo was a bit worried about the fact that they were both completely naked as they walked through the field, but there didn’t seem to be anything or anyone around except for a few brightly colored birds that he had never seen before. He swallowed roughly as he watched Quatre’s naked body walking in front of him. There mere sight of that flawless skin and his very male and well built form made his cock ache even more. It hurt so much… if he could only touch it… just a little…
“Don’t even think about it,” Quatre’s scolding voice caught Duo’s drifting attention and he realized that the elf had stopped walking.
Quatre was looking over his shoulder at him, wearing one of those coy, teasing smiles again.
“Every time you touch yourself, I’m adding an hour until I take the curse off of you,” he warned.
Duo shuddered at the authoritative tone and nodded, then continued walking. He balled his hands up into fists to try to stave off the temptation. He kept telling himself that it didn’t matter anyway. If he couldn’t reach completion, what was the point? But he still wanted to. It was like a poison ivy rash. He knew that scratching it wouldn’t make the itch go away, but it would give him a tiny bit of satisfaction. Still, he kind of liked it when Quatre told him what to do, even if it was something he didn’t like. Or rather, truth be told, he did like it, he just wasn’t used to it and it scared him a little, but it also excited him. Hell, before meeting Quatre, he had had no idea what kissing was, let alone all the other stuff that the elf had introduced him to, but no matter how mean Quatre’s games were, he always liked them at the end. He followed the blonde elf, feeling like a puppy following his owner, the sensation of pre-cum dripping down his cock and trying to walk with his heavy erection odd to him.
In between the strain that walking was putting on his oversexed body and the clear sky, Duo’s instincts were screaming at him to spread his wings and fly, but if there was anyone around, that would just make it more likely for them to be spotted. He couldn’t remember the last time he had flown, though. After walking up a down a few small hills, they finally reached a huge, sparkling blue lake that seemed to stretch out for miles. Quatre stopped walking and Duo stayed still behind him as the elf murmured in that strange language again. He looked back at his demon companion and nodded to him.
“I don’t sense anyone around, or any creatures in the water that might try to harm us,” he told Duo.
Duo paled a little. He was so worked up thinking about his own needs and sex that he hadn’t even thought of the possibility that they could be in danger just from a swim. Then again, Earth had sharks and all manners of poisonous fish, so why should the Elfen Lands be any different?
“Is there a lot of stuff like that?” he asked nervously, “Dangerous animals and things?”
“Well, we share this land with various dragons and fairies,” Quatre said in amusement, “There are more things in this land that can kill you than in the human world, but only if you don’t know what you’re doing.”
“And you know what you’re doing?” Duo asked cautiously, though he was sure that he already knew the answer.
“Of course,” the elf smirked at him.
With Quatre’s confidence that there was nothing dangerous in the water, Duo approached the shallow edge of the lake. Looking down into it, he couldn’t imagine that there were any monsters in there. The water was almost as blue as the sky and crystalline. He could see right down to the bottom, where the sand was pale white and there didn’t even seem to be vegetation. It looked more like a swimming pool to him than a lake, though he was used to the black, freezing waters of Romania that were usually filled with weeds and algae. He stood at the edge of the water for a few seconds, just staring at his own reflection. With his almost narrow, slitted eyes, pointed ears, and the collar around his neck with the pretty symbols that he couldn’t read, he looked kind of like a cat.
Duo shook off the weird thought and touched the clean water with his toe, preparing himself for a chill to go up his leg. To his shock, instead of the icy temperature he was used to when he bathed, his foot met pleasant warmth, though still cool enough to soothe his sun and sex heated skin. Without any more hesitation, he walked into the water until it was around his upper thighs. He almost moaned in utter bliss at the feeling of the warm water lapping against his skin. The bottom sand of the lake felt oddly soft on his feet and he definitely didn’t feel any slimy weeds or rocks. The sand almost felt creamy and light as he sank to his knees in it, shuddering at the feeling of the water surrounding his hot cock. He stayed like that for a few seconds, just floating on the calm, wave-less water, feeling happier than he had been for a very long time.
Quatre smiled warmly as he watched Duo disappear under the water and stay there for several minutes like some kind of water sprite. Most demons, while not as capable as their water-born counterparts, could hold their breath under water for a lot longer than humans could, so he wasn’t at all worried about his companion drowning. The water really wasn’t that deep anyway. Keeping one eye on the submerged incubus, his long chestnut hair like a curtain of the fiery silk along the clear water, Quatre put together a few spells to make sure that their bath wouldn’t be disturbed.
He still didn’t feel the presence of any magical creatures, but there was no way he was going to risk Duo’s welfare just because he was careless. He wasn’t the only high elf in existence and it was very possible for something stronger than him to hide their presence from his magic. With these spells in place, even a very powerful creature would have the sudden feeling that they shouldn’t come near this area, like there was something evil here or dangerous. And even if they continued in this direction, they would just see a lake, not them. It wasn’t full proof, but it would do. He had to admit that he hadn’t done a whole lot of thinking concerning what they were going to do when they reached the city that Quatre lived in.
He had no idea what he was going to do when that happened, how he was going to convince the Council that Duo wasn’t dangerous and that he could handle him, but he wouldn’t let them hurt the demon. There were plenty of places for them to hide if the Council decided to kill the incubus; he just didn’t want it to come to that. In the meantime, he just wanted Duo to enjoy himself. Quatre’s breath caught in his throat for a second as the demon suddenly emerged again in the thigh deep water, tossing his wet hair over his shoulders like a silken waterfall. The bright sunlight struck that glorious mass, creating a flaming effect and giving Duo’s hair glimmers of millions of different colors. That hair clung to the demon’s thin, sensuous form better than skin tight clothing from his shoulders to his delectable ass, parting in a few places to give Quatre a teasing view of creamy skin.
Water dripped from that skin and streamed down every curve and angle and Quatre was momentarily enthralled by watching each water trail move down his back and thighs, knowing how it felt to move down that body. His large wings, which were usually either hidden or folded to keep them out of the way, were for the first time since they had met completely unfolded in their amazing ten foot span. Seeing those jet black, bat-like wings with their pointed tips and razor sharp claws made Quatre realize for the first time that Duo really was a demon. He wasn’t vicious or cruel, but those wings made him look dark, deadly, and incredibly beautiful, in a way that holy creatures like elves and angels could never achieve.
‘Fuck, he’s hot,’ Quatre thought, a grin forming on his lips.
He stood there on the bank and watched as his lover meticulously combed his long fingers through his reddish hair, more water dripping from the soaked locks, his bangs plastered to his white face. When Duo bent down to gather handfuls of water to wash away the dried semen and fluid from his thighs, Quatre was given a very lovely view of his ass and could take no more. He waded out into the warm lake, his cock already fully hard from watching his demon lover bathe himself. He snuck up behind Duo, wrapping one of his arm around his thin waist, pressed his body against the other male’s, and cupped one of his ass cheeks with his other hand. Duo jerked at the sudden feeling of his master’s taller form against his, inadvertently stumbling even closer to him.
“You’re so dirty,” the elf murmured in Duo’s ear, the demon shuddering as he felt him trail his tongue over the side of his neck, his teeth grazing and nipping his skin, “It looks like you need some help cleaning yourself.”
Duo let him push him to his knees, the water rising to his waist and looked over his shoulder at him.
“You don’t have to-,” he started to protest, his words melting into a loud groan when he felt Quatre’s familiar hand wrap around his cock again, stroking it slowly and lightly under the water.
His eyes squeezed shut and his breath came out in a whooshing pant as pleasure ran through his body like an electric current.
“D-don’t,” he stammered, struggling to breathe, “I can’t take it…”
“What are you talking about?” Quatre teased, using the tip of his thumb to trace circles around the slit, the rest of his fingers gripping the organ tightly, “This thing is so filthy, I have to wash it extra well.”
Duo trembled, feeling overwhelmed as Quatre pumped his cock, his other arm still wrapped around him, keeping him pinned. His groaned to an almost scream as he jerked his hips, trying to reach climax even though he knew he couldn’t. His mind felt clouded. He didn’t even want to fight back at this point. He stayed trapped in Quatre’s embrace, his head thrown back, and simply road out the incredible waves of pleasure. He let out a pitiful whine as the elf let go of his tortured cock, only to rub his fingers against his balls, massaging the sore skin. Duo knew that, if he had been a cat, he would have started purring at that point.
“This place is especially dirty,” Quatre released Duo’s testicles and traced his well used entrance with his fingers, sliding three in with ease.
“Ah!” Duo cried out as his hole was stretched once again, those torturing fingers sliding in and out of him.
“Is it sore?” Quatre asked in concern even as he continued to play with his captive.
Duo shook his head frantically, his hair falling into the water again.
“N-no,” he fought with his words, “It’s not that. It’s just… it feels too good…”
Duo blushed darkly at the confession. He was a sex demon; something like foreplay shouldn’t make him feel this good, right? After all, he fed off of orgasmic energy, so why did Quatre playing with his body make him feel so incredible?
“Really?” the elf asked in interest, twisting his three fingers inside of the moist channel, “Just my fingers make you feel good?”
“Yes,” Duo breathed out, his breath hitching as he felt Quatre’s middle finger brush against his prostrate.
Quatre mournfully slid his fingers out once he was sure that he had cleaned out any remaining semen or fluid, but vowed that he would play with Duo more when he was clean. He muttered a small spell to trap water and used his hands to spread it over Duo’s back, erasing any sweat on his skin. Duo’s back was so thin and elegant looking, just touching it made Quatre want to fuck him. He loved how silky his skin felt and the slight muscles under that skin. He especially liked the area near Duo’s shoulder blades where the white, creamy skin melted away to black, the beginnings of his wings.
Duo slid his eyes shut and moaned as he felt Quatre’s fingers trail up his spine, sending little shivers of pleasure through him and his cock twitched under the water. He would never admit it to anyone, but he loved it when his lovers touched his back, especially the light, loving, almost massaging caresses that Quatre was using as he washed him clean, his strong chest pressed against his side. He knew, logically, that the little sparks of pleasure were due to the nerve endings that connected his sensitive wings to his back; that those nerves were needed to feel the wind through them and fly correctly, but it was more than that. When he was touched there, he felt comfortable and soothed. He bowed his back a little, wanting Quatre to touch his spine more. He didn’t know if the elf understood what he wanted, but he felt the delicious sensation of a fingernail moving up and down the ridges of his vertebrae.
Quatre pressed the nail of his thumb against the curve of Duo’s spine, knowing full well how sensitive winged creatures were in that area, and trailed it up until it reached the start of his left wing. Demons, unlike Angels, Fairies, and Dragons, had a wide range of wing types. They could be feathered and bird-like, transparent and fragile like an insect, scaly and reptilian-like, and Quatre had even seen one demon whose wings had looked like crystalline coral. Some demons were even too large and their wings too small for them to fly, so the wings were probably just evolutionary in design, but with the sheer size and power of Duo’s wings, Quatre had no doubt that his little demon could fly and, from the looks of the design of those black, bat-like wings, he was probably very, very fast and agile in the air.
Duo’s wings, just structure wise, looked like those on a bat, but that wasn’t exactly true. The bony structures spreading from his back were covered not in scales but in skin as soft and silky as the rest of Duo’s body, but the flaps of skin that were visible when the wings were spread fully were actually hardened, like soft leather. The tips of his wings were terribly sharp looking and almost as deadly as the single talon on the top tip of each wing. Those talons were something special, too. They were pure white, like teeth and bone, but the talons actually had a structure closer to steel than bone. They never dulled and would never break, no matter what they struck against.
Duo was small and seemed harmless on the surface, but Quatre had never underestimated him. His magic was pitiful, but where his powers were lacking, he made up with those wings, sharp claws, and impressive fangs. If magic weren’t involved, Duo, like many demons, could kill even the largest ogres. Quatre knew just by looking at Duo’s wings that they were resistant to magic, fire, ice, and a bunch of other elements. Duo, unless he had tangled with magical creatures before and given the incubus’ lack of scars, he clearly hadn’t, it was unlikely that he knew that fact about his wings. In a fight against a dragon, creatures that even elves feared, a demon like Duo would probably win. Those claws that he kept hidden, and especially his teeth and talons, could easily rip through a dragon’s hide.
Duo thought so little of himself, but he could protect himself if he weren’t so vulnerable to Elven magic. The first thing he was going to do when they got to a village was to teach Duo some curses so he might stand a chance against an elf, Quatre vowed. If he could find a curse that blocked magic, Duo would never have a problem defending himself. Though, that might be seen as a threat to the council… With a shake of his head, Quatre pushed those thoughts away. Later, he told himself, there would be time to worry about the council much, much later.
He pressed his tongue to the area where white skin became black and licked a trail up the thin appendage that formed out of Duo’s shoulder blade, all the way up to his talon, and then nipped the bony structure with his teeth, careful not to bite too hard on the fragile parts of the wing. Duo’s eyes shot open and he gasped deeply. He had never felt that before… no one had ever touched his wings but him and it was the weirdest feeling ever, that sensation coming from his wing instead of his cock or ass. He couldn’t believe that Quatre even wanted to touch him there! It wasn’t like his wings were pretty like an angel’s or fairy’s, and certainly not as unthreatening as those.
“Don’t touch that!” he pleaded, not sure if he liked Quatre playing with his wings.
It felt good, there was no denying that, but he was very touchy about his wings. It had been so long since he had been able to fly freely, but he remembered the feeling well. To think that he might never be able to have that feeling again terrified him, so though he trusted Quatre, it made him a little bit uncomfortable. Besides, nobody liked wings like these. They were sharp and ugly and created a stigma the second they were seen. All anyone needed to do to label him as evil was to look at these black wings, so he tried to keep them hidden as much as possible.
“What are you saying?” Quatre asked, using the water spell to wash the bony curve of Duo’s wing, wringing more little moans from the demon, “These are dirty, too. I guess you have sweat glands in your wings, too, huh? And they’re so big; it must be hard for you to wash them.”
“A little bit,” Duo admitted in a small voice, “I can’t reach my shoulder blades and sometimes I cut myself on the claws.”
Quatre smiled fondly where Duo couldn’t see and nuzzled the area of Duo’s back between his wings.
“Well, I guess I’ll just have to wash them from now on. It’ll be quicker and easier when you bathe. You should keep them out from now on, too. It’s probably uncomfortable for you to keep them tucked into your back all the time,” Quatre said, his hand rubbing Duo’s back in comfort.
“I can’t!” the demon protested, trying to look over his shoulder at the elf and failing, “They can hurt you and they get in the way of everything. They’re useless.”
“That’s not true,” Quatre scolded, moving his hand from Duo’s back to his wing, stroking the skin there as well, “They’re beautiful… so sexy… Besides, I’m not a human. As long as I know they’re there, I won’t hurt myself on them.”
Duo’s heart gave a strange throb. Quatre thought that his wings were sexy? To hear that coming from an elf…
“You don’t think they’re ugly?” he murmured.
“Of course not,” the elf said in a confident tone.
Duo bowed his head, hiding his smile from the blonde and feeling like those silly girls he often saw in the human world that blushed prettily at men and swooned whenever the slightest compliment was thrown their way. He closed his eyes again as he felt Quatre continue to clean the sweat off of his huge wings, trying to keep them as still as he could, even though each touch sent sensations of pleasure straight to his groin. Kneeling there in the warm water with Quatre so carefully bathing him, he felt kind of like a prince. It was a very, very weird feeling that he didn’t know how to approach.
Quatre finished with Duo’s wings, noticing with a small smile how the demon was shivering from all the light caresses he had given his wings as he had cleaned them. The sight of Duo’s clean, glowing white skin was making Quatre’s own body throb with need. The hornier Duo got, the more pheromones he gave off. The more he gave off, the hornier Quatre got, which just made him want to play with Duo more… it was a vicious cycle. He flipped Duo around so he could clean his chest, his smile growing into a smirk as he saw how bright red the incubus’ face was. Fuck, he was so cute, a far cry from the other demons that Quatre had met.
Duo’s breath was coming out hard, the red tip of his cock poking out the water as Quatre slid him forward until Duo was sitting on his leg, straddling it. The chestnut haired male gave out a tiny groan as his balls rubbed against the soft skin of Quatre’s leg. The elf could feel his lover’s erection twitch against his stomach as he trailed his hands and water over his flat stomach, slowly moving up to Duo’s chest. The demon’s breath hitched as he felt those nimble fingers wrap around his nipples and rubbed them. Quatre watched the soft skin between his fingers harden and listened to Duo’s gasps, continuing to twist them gently. He leaned down and swiped his tongue against one of them, bringing it into his mouth and sucking on it lightly.
“Don’t,” Duo groaned, pleasure hazing over his thoughts, his hips jerking uselessly.
Quatre licked a continuous train up Duo’s collarbone to his neck, nipping and sucking the place where his neck met his shoulder.
“Does it feel good?” Quatre asked as he wrapped his hand around Duo’s cock, giving it a light squeeze.
“Nnng,” Duo groaned again and nodded.
“Are you hungry?” he pressed his lips to Duo’s neck again, feeling him nod.
Duo had suspected it before now, that the atmosphere of this world wasn’t just draining his magic, but his life force. Higher creatures couldn’t survive in the demon world and lower creatures couldn’t survive here. It was a great way to keep one world from invading the other and, if Duo had been an imp or another low level demon, he would have gone into a coma the second he had arrived here. Only a Devil could last in the Elven Lands because they had so much power to begin with. Duo was lucky. Being an incubus, he didn’t need to feed on pain and darkness, or blood and flesh like other demons did. He could easily replenish his energy through sex and Quatre had such a large amount of sexual energy, Duo could survive as long as he had sex with him once a day, but to not go hungry, he had to do it at least twice, or three times. Not that he complained.
He could do it more than that, too, like any other creature gorging on a large meal. But just like any other creature, he could also get sick if he had too much. He could also dispel the energy, if he used his magic, but he didn’t know if he could in this world.
“I guess I’ll just have to feed you, then,” Quatre said.
Duo cried out as Quatre suddenly shoved him off of him, making him fall fully into the water. Quatre grabbed his legs and pulled them up until they were balanced on his shoulders, Duo’s upper body, including his head, completely submerged. Quatre watched him carefully, making sure that Duo wouldn’t have trouble breathing. To his astonishment, Duo didn’t even panic at being under the water. The demon just looked up at him with wide violet eyes, making Quatre feel as though he were looking at him through a sheet of glass. If it were possible for succubae to mate with other demons, Quatre would have thought that Duo might be half Dagon (1), but he doubted that the incubus could hold his breath for more than an hour, at the most.
The little demon looked beautiful under the water, his skin as white as the sand, and his hair floating on the light currents, reminding Quatre of the tales of mermaids he had heard as a child, so very long ago. He grabbed Duo’s hips, keeping him steady and angled his own hips, pressing the head of his hard cock against the incubus’ hole. He wasn’t so loose now, so as Quatre pushed the head of his cock inside of the other male, his green eyes drifted shut and he moaned deeply. It felt utterly amazing, his cock squeezed by silken flesh. Duo’s anal muscles weren’t fragile and stubborn like other beings’. They took his cock in easily, but remained tight enough for an exquisite sensation, very durable and slick with sexual fluid.
Duo had to grit his teeth to keep from swallowing water, his back arching intensely as he felt Quatre’s girth fill him. The elf was slow in pushing his cock inside of his ass, but it felt too good for him to care about pace. It was a weird feeling, his ass above the water with Quatre moving in and out of him slowly, while his head remained underwater, but it wasn’t unpleasant. As long as he remembered not to breathe, he could stay underwater for about forty-five minutes. He felt like he was floating. His fingers gripped at the sand under him, an impossible surface to gain any kind of leverage. Pleasure surged through him as Quatre thrust into him again and again, making fluid run down Duo’s back and into the water.
His lower body, especially his ass, felt unbearably hot from the sun and the sparks of sensation soaring through his cock and insides, but the rest of him felt cool in the water, the dual feelings making everything feel even more intense. Duo was frustrated because he knew that he still couldn’t cum, but loving the feeling of Quatre’s very familiar cock filling him, the engorged head rubbing against his sensitive insides, his weight bearing down on him. His body didn’t seem to care at all about the curse that Quatre had put on him, his hips thrusting upwards to meet his lover’s. He panted through his teeth, his heart racing again of the feeling of that thick flesh inside of him and Quatre’s tight grip on him.
Quatre’s eyes were tightly closed as he thrust harder and faster into the tightness surrounding him. The demon’s insides were already soaking wet, and not from water and sweat. Because of the strange angle, and probably from being half underwater, Duo squeezed down on him sporadically, not how he usually did. He was panting hard and he felt like he was losing control, not something that he was used to. It was too much. All that playing they had done earlier, and bathing Duo’s delectable body, had made his own body sensitive, his libido soaring. This was completely different from his other lovers. Usually, he got bored after a short while, but Duo was so intense when they had sex, he felt like he could fuck him forever.
Quatre felt that he had hit Duo’s prostate again as the incubus thrashed under the water, his head thrown back, and his muscles clamped down on him one last time. The elf cried out loudly, his back arching severely and he emptied himself inside of the tight channel. Violet light surrounded Duo, as it always did when his lover climaxed inside of him. Under the water, the light looked like it was alive, taking the form of long tendrils, wrapping around the demon’s shaking body. Even in the middle of his orgasm, Quatre was mesmerized by that light. As it started to fade, the elf grabbed Duo’s arms and pulled him out of the water and into his lap, still impaled on his cock.
Feeling air hit his wet skin, Duo finally let his heavy pants leave his lips, resting his head on Quatre’s shoulder, pressing his trembling body fully against him. He wrapped his long legs around the blonde’s waist, trying to steady himself. His cock ached, pressed against Quatre’s stomach, weeping heavily, the color dark and painful looking. His legs wouldn’t stop shaking as his body tried to reach an impossible completion. He felt Quatre’s hands on his bare back and they were comforting, but also made him ache for more. Every nerve in his body was on fire, even worse than they had been before. It was intense, a torture, but not a terrible one. He could almost feel, himself, the immense pheromones his body was producing, having been denied his release for so long.
His body felt tight, his mind numb when he tried to think of anything other than his hard cock, throbbing between his and Quatre’s stomachs. His ass kept squeezing down on the elf uncontrollably, in a silent pea. Even after the feeding was done, his heart continued to pound. No matter how he wrapped his body around the high elf’s, he felt like he couldn’t get close enough to him, his intoxicating smell, and the feel of his body. Duo’s eyes widened as he suddenly felt Quatre’s member harden inside of his ass, stretching his insides again, feeling hot and firm.
Duo let out a loud cry as the elf grabbed his hips again and slowly lifted him up until the head of Quatre’s cock was slipping out of his passage, then brutally forced him back down, sending a shock wave of pleasure through Duo’s aching body. He felt Quatre’s hands move down his body until they were cupping both of his ass cheeks, spreading them apart as his large cock moved in and out of his hole. Quatre ground his hips up, against Duo’s rounded ass, his cock easily reaching the demon’s prostate, making him cry out again and again. He could feel Duo’s own cock rubbing against his stomach, leaving a trail of pre-cum and feeling unbearably hot.
“Please,” Duo begged, putting his hands on the elf’s shoulders and moving his body up and down on the rod that was penetrating him.
Quatre was silent as he used Duo’s movements to thrust inside of him harder except for a few moans and gasps, feeling the demon’s wonderful tightness, feeling hotter as Duo continued to make his own moans. His hands traveled from the incubus’ ass to his chest, finding his nipples and rolling them both between his fingers.
“Ah!” Duo cried out, tossing his head back, his long hair caressing Quatre’s cock as it pumped in and out of him.
Pleasure spiked through Duo’s chest as Quatre continued to play with his nipples. He panted harder, almost as though he were in pain, as the elf leaned down and lapped at the sensitive flesh, one after the other, sucking on each as his fingers continued to work them.
“Too much,” Duo moaned as Quatre’s cock hit that part deep inside of him that always made him cry out with desire.
Quatre could feel his lover tightening around him again and moaned, moving his hips faster as waves of pleasure filled him. Duo’s violet eyes were half-lidded, his face almost as red as his cock. He wrapped his arms around the brunette’s waist and ground into him, grabbing his ass cheeks roughly as he came again, gritting his teeth as white cum erupted into Duo. Duo let out a loud, hoarse moan as he felt Quatre’s cum fill his ass again, still filled from their previous coupling. Duo fell limp onto his lover, even as his ass continued to tighten on Quatre’s length, milking him. Through his post-orgasmic haze, Quatre watched his semen slide out of Duo’s ass and into the water, like a creamy cloud.
Quatre lazily dipped his fingers into the water, swirling the cum around his fingers with a satisfied smirk as the light from Duo’s second feeding reflected off the water, Duo almost screaming again as the intense pleasure filled every inch of his body. How could Quatre possibly be satisfied so early when Duo looked and felt the way he did, his own cum leaking down his leg? He gently lifted the little demon off of him, breathing hard as the head of penis slipped out of Duo’s tight ring of muscles, positioning him on his hands and knees in the water.
Duo’s entire body trembled, but he didn’t seem to have trouble staying on all fours. Quatre licked his lips as he watched as his thick cream dripped out in a torrent and down Duo’s shapely legs. He put his hand on the back of one of the demon’s thighs, stroking the skin lightly. Duo was too tired and consumed by his own need to pay much attention to what the other was doing. Quatre loved this body, and not just because the sex was great. It was wonderful to look at, and even more so to touch. It was strange, but, in the short while that they had known each other, Quatre had felt a sort of connection with the demon.
Quatre had been around long enough that he had met all kinds of supernatural beings. Elves, angels, pixies, fairies, Devils, imps, Dagon, he had even done the impossible and had befriended a dragon. In that time, he had become bored with life, as most creatures that could not die of old age did. What relationships he had soon grew stale and made him feel listless. His job as an exorcist had given him some adventure, to see things that he hadn’t witnessed before. He wasn’t selfless. Unlike the younger beings in his line of work, Quatre didn’t do it because he wanted to save humans and higher beings; he did because it was fun. Not the killing, not watching mortal humans die under a demon’s influence, but wrestling with creatures that could tear him to shreds, facing the darkness so few were willing to even glance at.
He enjoyed the feeling he got when he was faced with a creature of darkness, knowing that he was about to do battle. And every now and then, he let one go. He was powerful enough that the Council didn’t reprimand him, if they ever found out about it. In his age, Quatre had learned the difference between demons who loved carnage and demons like Duo, who were just living that way because it was in their nature. Demons that could survive without killing. The Council hated him for his practices, but Quatre didn’t care. As far as he was concerned, the universe was not made of creatures that were good and bad, like how the Council wished to believe, but that some demons could be good and some higher creatures could be bad, it just depended on how much.
He didn’t do it out of the goodness of his heart. Quatre had learned a long time ago that elves going around saving demons didn’t get much of a reward. Usually, they were the ones who got hunted. He got away with it because he didn’t do it that often. He always had a price, like with that imp who knew the sex curse. And Duo. Though this was the first time he had actually taken a demon to travel with him. For the first time in a very long time, he actually cared about another’s welfare. There were moments when he felt bad for what he had done to Duo, and he never felt bad about anything.
He had told Duo that they were equals, partners, but that had been a lie. They were far from equals. Even in their bargain, Quatre held all the power. He could survive without Duo, sure he would be miserably bored, but he could just find another lover. Duo, on the other hand, was relying on him for food and protection. He could go back to his old life, but the life of a submissive Incubus was not an easy one. Dominants could take what they wanted from any human; subs had to hunt for the right ones, had to let the humans take the lead. And word would get out that Duo had agreed to go with an elf. Other demons would eat him alive for such a betrayal.
He actually did care about what would happen to Duo. For a demon, he had this strange innocence, like a child, not entirely jaded about the world. Dangerous, yes, but he had been strangely interested in the Elven world so far, like a little boy seeing a butterfly for the first time. When they had met in Romania, he had thought it would be a shame for a demon with a body like Duo’s, not to mention his sex drive, to die. Now, the more time he spent with him, the more he worried about how the rest of the elven kind and other high beings would deal with Duo, if he had made the right choice. He would call such feelings friendship, but he had only ever had two friends in his entire life.
Quatre gave Duo’s right butt cheek a very light squeeze. The chestnut haired demon didn’t even hate him. He had clearly hated him when they had first met, or rather, he hadn’t trusted him. It was the natural order of things. Any creature should be wary of another that could, and probably would, kill it, but higher creatures and lower creatures had a biological hatred and fear towards each other. It was something that was easy to ignore, but few tried to. There was no point when they were trying to kill each other all the time. It amazed him that Duo didn’t seem so scared of him anymore.
From between his legs, Quatre’s cock started to harden again. Duo was still radiating pheromones, a large amount of heat coming off of his body, and Quatre could smell the sex on him, as well the delicious sight of his hole dripping fluids. It was impossible for him not to be aroused by all that. It made him smirk, thinking that the young incubus was running him just as ragged as he was running him. If Duo didn’t act so oblivious all the time, Quatre would have thought that he was preying on his naturally large libido. His flesh hardened fully and he pressed himself against Duo’s ass again, his own semen running down his cock. Duo felt the movement and looked back, his eyes wide in shock.
“How?” he gasped.
Duo knew that Quatre’s sex drive was impressive, or at least he was really, really creative, but this was… what, the fifth erection the elf had had today? Let’s see… there was two times in the tent this morning and twice in the lake… yes, he was sure that this was the fifth time they had done it. He knew that humans had sex more often than elves, or was that just a myth? Were they all like Quatre? All thoughts ceased as the blonde grabbed his hips and entered him in one, smooth, painless thrust, making him completely full. Duo screamed happily, his body shuddering. His stomach was getting full, too, but he didn’t care. It felt so good… Quatre’s cock inside of him, dominating him; making him feel pleasant things. He knew he should be worried about getting too much sexual energy, but the curse on him just made him want to fuck over and over, even if he was tired. His body was so strained and needy, he didn’t care how many times Quatre put his cock inside of him, as long as he fulfilled his promise. But at this pace, Duo wondered if he would survive until the end of the day.
“Because you’re so cute,” Quatre said with a soft chuckle, thrusting gently inside of Duo.
The circle of muscles wrapped around his dick was reddened from all the use Quatre had put it to today, but Duo didn’t seem to be in pain and the muscles didn’t look sore, but Quatre still wanted to be gentler this time. Both of their bodies were worked up into a fever pitch and Duo’s ass was literally soaked from his cum. Duo moaned lowly as he felt the elf move slowly inside of him, still hitting him in all the right places, but the pace made his nerves tingle and he could feel every inch of Quatre’s hot cock. He closed his eyes, just trying to feel everything, grabbing fistfuls of soft sand, and spread his legs wide. He felt like he was going crazy. His dick hurt, but the rest of him felt good. He felt so hot, like he was going to burst into flames.
Duo made a sharp sound as Quatre grabbed his right ankle and pushed his leg up, so he was just balanced on his other knee and hands, which made him tighten up further. Quatre groaned happily at the sudden tightness, knowing that he wasn’t going to last much long after ejaculating twice in such a short amount of time. He reached under Duo’s pale body and easily found his cock, which was radiating the most heat, letting his fingertips slide up and down the wet length in a caress, his thumb rubbing against the weeping slit.
“Ah!” Duo screamed, almost crying as the pleasure coming from his cock was nearly sickening, “Quatre!”
The demon’s petal-soft muscles spasmed around the elf and he easily came for the third time, intense sensations filling him and he cried out with Duo, his seed splattering inside of him and falling into the water. He panted in Duo’s ear, trying to get some control over himself, but his heart was racing too hard.
“So… good…” he breathed harshly.
Duo felt Quatre pull out of him and more cum slide down his legs, feeling thick and warm. He collapsed boneless into the water, just barely managing to tuck his legs under his butt to keep from being completely submerged. The light that was the same color as his eyes surrounded him again and he arched his back, a rough scream sounding in the air as the feeding hit him like a tidal wave. His entire body jerked and his cock twitched, his balls tightening painfully. When it was done, sweat covered the parts of him that were above the water and he was shivering, though not from any cold.
Duo wrapped his arms around his stomach, feeling it ache from having consumed too much. He felt completely engorged and knew that he wouldn’t need any dinner. Quatre put a hand on his shoulder, realizing that Duo was in pain.
“Too full,” Duo murmured.
“Does it hurt?” Quatre asked; his face flushed from all the activity, worried that he had gone too far.
He had been monitoring Duo’s energy carefully and he didn’t think he had given him so much that he had actually hurt him, but it was hard to tell. To his relief, Duo shook his head.
“No, just full,” he confessed.
Quatre smiled and wrapped his hand around Duo’s cock again. The demon gasped loudly, his hips jerking.
“I think I’ve put you through enough today,” he said.
Hope filled Duo’s heart. The sun was still high in the sky, not yet time for the curse to be lifted, but maybe Quatre would take pity on him.
“I’ll take it off when we get back to the tent,” the elf promised as he started to clean off Duo’s body again.
“If I take in anymore,” Duo started to protest.
His stomach didn’t hurt, but if he took any more of Quatre’s energy, it certainly would.
“I won’t come inside you,” the blonde soothed.
“Thank you,” Duo murmured.
Quatre kissed his shoulder, showing his appreciation.
*****
The walk back to the tent didn’t seem even half as long as the walk had been that morning. Duo thought it was because Quatre’s promise to take the curse off of him. There was a gentle, warm wind blowing and the once oppressive sun was now blocked by strange, green-tinted clouds. Duo wasn’t familiar with the Elfen Lands, its colors, or its climate, so he had no idea if that meant it would be clear in the morning, would rain, or even snow, but it was nice to have the sun off of him for a little while. He walked ahead of Quatre, knowing how to get back to the tent and not noticing that the elf was adamantly staring at his back side. He was too deep in his thoughts, trying to think of things that would keep him from thinking about his raging need.
Duo wondered if he could convince Quatre to let him fly at some point. Probably not. While this area of fields and lakes was vast, there were too many hills to tell what lay in the horizon, if they were near a town or if others were walking near them. Duo could sense magic and if not, his sense of smell had never failed him, but it seemed like too big of a risk, even to him. Behind him, Quatre’s blue-green eyes were completely focused on the slightly swaying, pale ass in front of him. He had cleaned the little demon well, but his overactive imagination could still paint the white cum dripping down his thighs and the smell of sex in the air.
Quatre had always been, as more prudish elves put it, ‘high strung’. He called it a mixture of creativity, horniness, and spare time. Sure, there were probably better things to do than have sex all day, or try to find a spell that would make such joinings more enjoyable, but he doubted they were much fun. Still, when he was around Duo, he felt like he was in lust all the time. He knew that a lot of it had to do with Duo being a sex demon, all the hormones and chemicals working overtime in the lovely body, trying to drive his lovers mad. But it was something more than that. He could easily say that Duo was nothing like his other lovers. Other elves and high creatures had limits. They couldn’t fuck all day like he and Duo did, or they didn’t want to try some of things that he wanted to do.
When Duo said no, it was playful, not disgusted or angry. Quatre knew that Duo was an incubus, so there was probably very little he could do that Duo would be offended of, but he was so naïve at times, yet he honestly loved everything that they did together, eventually. Their shabby, tan colored tent stood just where they had left it, undisturbed. Quatre had put protection spells on it, to make it invisible to anyone else but them. It could still be seen by very powerful supernaturals, though, so the elf was glad to see that it was exactly how they had left it that morning. Quatre wrinkled his nose a little as they entered the tent. In hindsight, he should have taken the soiled bedding to the lake with them, but they had been in a rush to get clean and he could always just clean it with his magic.
Duo didn’t seem to be bothered by the smell, which wasn’t all that strong anyway. Quatre thought that, to Duo, this smell was probably like the smell of cold potato soup to Quatre, not as good as when it was hot, but not unpleasant; it just made him feel hungry; that scent. He didn’t mind the dirty blankets, sitting down on them. They were just going to pack up in the morning anyway. They still had a while to walk, past the fields, through a long forest, some mountains and canyons, and then they would finally reach the Elven Capital. It would only take a few days if they used the portals, but the Council monitored them and he didn’t want them to be alerted to their presence this early on. He hated not having the upper hand, the element of surprise.
Duo turned to look at Quatre as they entered the tent. He swallowed roughly as he saw the elf sit down and spread his legs, his long, thick cock standing up proudly, pre-cum already dripping down it. Just how much stamina did Quatre have? But still… he licked his lips… with all those juices sliding down it and the reddish tinge on the skin, it looked delicious. He knelt down on his knees in front of his blonde lover, wrapping one hand around the base of that hot cock, stroking lightly, and the other just underneath the engorged head. He licked the length between his two hands up and down, tracing every vein and curve with the tip of his tongue.
“You got good at this fast,” Quatre moaned in appreciation.
Duo blushed, though it didn’t make much of a difference on his already flushed skin, not quite sure if the elf was teasing him or giving him a real compliment. As he licked, he moved his grip from just below the head a little bit higher until his fingers were squeezing the head and continued to pump at the base, lapping up pre-cum as it slid down his hand. After everything they had done today and the taste of that slightly bitter fluid, Duo felt bold. He released Quatre’s cock and got up onto his lap, flipping himself around so that his back was to the blonde’s chest. He lifted his body up slightly until Quatre’s hard on jutted out between his paler thighs, the head rubbing against his own tortured cock.
The elf and demon moaned as one as Duo started to move his hips forward and back, rubbing their bare members together. Fluid dripped everywhere, smeared on their organs until they couldn’t tell whose was whose. It reminded the both of them of the first time they had met, in Romania. Their very first sexual encounter. It was extremely rare that Duo took the initiative in anything and Quatre loved it, putting his hands on the incubus’ narrow hips, more just to feel him than to control him in any way. It wasn’t something he did with a lot of other lovers, either, this rubbing and grinding.
It felt good. When Duo moved forward, the delectable curves of his ass caressed his weeping cock. When he moved back, Quatre’s cock ground against the tip of Duo’s, which felt searing hot and sticky by now. Duo was in heaven. Quatre’s erection was warm against his skin, comforting like a blanket was when it was chilly, that heat spreading to his thighs, stomach, and dick. He gritted his pointy teeth together as he felt the elf’s head rub against his balls, tight and strained. Quatre hadn’t taken the curse off yet, but Duo didn’t care. He knew that Quatre would keep his promise, ignoring the part of him that was questioning why he put such trust in an elf.
Quatre suddenly twisted Duo’s body around so that they were facing, Duo crying out at the sudden, strange friction, and pressed his lips to the demon’s. Their tongues swirled around each other, a thin stream of saliva dripping down the corner of Duo’s mouth as they sucked on each other’s tongues. They parted as Quatre pushed Duo to the ground, grinding his throbbing erection against the demon’s stomach and slowly trailing upwards, leaving Duo’s skin wet with pre-cum, until the head of his cock was pressed firmly against those soft lips. Duo opened his mouth wide as the elf shoved his cock down his throat, sucking on the treat eagerly.
The length tasted juicy and he swallowed down the fluid easily, sucking on the thick road as Quatre thrust in and out of his mouth. Quatre panted heavily as he felt the brown haired male’s tongue caress him, but struggled not to come inside of his mouth. Not yet, anyway. He wanted to taste the demon’s ass one more time, when he released him of the curse. He pulled out, just as he felt his orgasm cresting, denying himself. He shuddered for a few seconds, feeling the ache radiating from his balls and cock.
“Roll… over…” the elf panted.
Duo realized what Quatre wanted to do and obeyed, looking back at the flushed blonde over his shoulder.
“You won’t cum inside, right?” he asked nervously.
He could take it if Quatre did, but he didn’t think it would be very pleasant. He felt soothed as the elf put his hand on his right butt cheek, caressing it lightly.
“Don’t worry,” Quatre assured him, “This is for pleasure, not food.”
He pressed his cock to Duo’s loose entrance and very slowly started to ease himself in. Duo had the thought that he had never had sex just for the pleasure of it before. He knew that was how most creatures did it, because it felt good, or for the whole reproduction thing, but ‘sex for pleasure’ was an alien thing to an incubus or succubae, like eating a rare steak when you weren’t hungry, just because it tasted good, to human who could barely afford what food they had. Sex felt just as good, no matter what you used it for, but it felt like he was fighting against his natural instincts.
Those thoughts quickly vanished as Quatre abandoned his gentle pace for something rough and fast, grabbing his hips and laying his chest against Duo’s back. Duo could feel him rutting into him, more like an animal than an intelligent creature and realized that they had both reached the edge of their limits today. Quatre was panting just as hard as he was, his long blonde hair trailing over Duo’s back and shoulders, the elf’s body pressing against his wings, but not painfully. Duo’s fingers clutched at the sheets as he moaned. He had never mated for this long, this many times, in his entire life, but instead of being in pain or sore from it, it just made him feel really, really good, like he was overflowing. His cock ached, but it was a nice ache, even if it was driving him crazy.
“Ah!” Quatre cried out as he felt his orgasm approaching again, arching himself off of Duo’s back.
He hadn’t paced either of them at all today and now he was paying for it, but he had promised that he wouldn’t cum inside, so he used all of his willpower not to reach completion just yet. He continued to pump himself in and out of Duo’s soaked hole, the fluid from the demon dripping down his cock and his testicles. He felt like he was going to go crazy, his cock buried deep inside the silken warmth and denying himself release. With a panting, heavy breath, he finally gasped out the words to release the curse on Duo.
Duo’s eyes widened as a rush of sensation shot through his cock and balls, like a surging tidal wave that had him gasping to catch his breath. It was like all the tension from this morning til now had collected inside of his gut and with those unrecognizable words, had been sent straight to his crotch. His orgasm was even worse. White, thick semen erupted from the slit of his cock, twice as much as he usually spewed. It splattered all over the sheets and some of it landed on his stomach. His eyes almost rolled up in his head and he made an inarticulate sound, his body shuddering. His insides spasmed, clamping down on Quatre, who pulled out of the demon to keep from losing himself.
“Duo?” Quatre asked in a strained voice, concerned that the little incubus had cum right when he had taken the curse off.
Duo looked back at him, his chest heaving from exertion, looking tired, but still horny with his half-lidded, iris-colored eyes.
“Please…” he begged, “More… I need… more…”
He could feel it deep in his gut. He need to cum again, his body still felt tight and stressed from the curse. Just once more… than he would feel better… His whole body felt wonderful from coming, his skin tingling, and he wanted more. Quatre reached under Duo’s trembling body and lightly touched his cock. His green eyes widened a little as he realized that the organ hadn’t even gone limp, it was still hard, now soaked in cum and dripping. The elf gathered some of the thick semen on his fingers and sucked on it up. Duo’s cum was slightly sweet, like his anal fluid, but also slightly bitter.
“Roll onto your back,” Quatre ordered, “And lift your legs.”
Duo did as he was told; lifting his legs as much as he could and spread his ass cheeks. Quatre stroked the demon’s hard dick with the blunt edges of his fingernails, making him cry out in pleasure.
“You really want me to make you cum again?” he teased.
Duo nodded, his eyes pleading.
“All right, then,” Quatre said, putting his hands on Duo’s thighs to push his legs back further, and plunged his own erection back into Duo’s ass.
Duo gave out a strained cry, tossing his head back and arching his back. Having Quatre inside of him normally felt wonderful, but after having ejaculated, it was now indescribable. He squeezed his eyes shut and focused on that feeling, how it felt when that large cock pushed in and out of him, the heat in his ass, and the feeling of fluid pouring out of him. His own cock twitched against his stomach, still hard and weeping. He felt Quatre hit his prostate, sending sparks through his vision and his hips jerking. His second orgasm hit him a little less violently than the first, though mostly because he was expecting it this time. His fingernails grew into claws as he came, spilling seed on his and Quatre’s stomachs, the claws ripping the bedding.
Quatre barely noticed how Duo fell limp on the blankets like he had turned into rags, just lying there and panting like he couldn’t get enough air. He felt his own orgasm approaching like a lightning bolt and pulled out of Duo at the very last moment, his cum joining Duo’s on his fair skin. Quatre fell just as Duo had, though he had one moment of sanity to roll away from the smaller ethereal and not fall on top of him. The two lovers lay there, their bodies taxed and tired, trying to regain their senses. Duo quickly curled into a ball, exhaustion taking its toll on him. He felt Quatre’s arm go around his waist and smiled. It was definitely nice to have a lover who could survive sex with him. He had never understood what was so great about post-sex ‘cuddling’, if this could be called that, until he had met the elf.
“You ok?” he heard Quatre ask tiredly, as though he were already half asleep.
Duo nodded, and then laughed.
“This was pretty stupid, wasn’t it?” he asked in good humor.
Quatre raised one golden eyebrow where Duo couldn’t see.
“You didn’t like it?” he asked.
He certainly had enjoyed it, but Duo had taken the brunt of the strain with that curse, not him. To his relief, Duo shook his head, his chestnut, silken hair rubbing against Quatre’s nose and chin.
“No, it’s not that. I did like it,” Duo admitted, unashamed.
When he had figured out that he couldn’t orgasm that morning and that he would have to last the day with that curse on him, he had been scared. Not because he thought that Quatre would really hurt him, but because he had thought he wouldn’t be able to endure it. He had never done something like this before. He had always been able to cum whenever he wanted, so that unknown part of it had been kind of scary. Duo didn’t really know what his limits were, if he even had any. But most of all, he had been afraid of not living up to Quatre’s expectations.
The whole reason why Quatre had proposed this deal to begin with was because, for some reason, Duo excited the elf. If he couldn’t do what Quatre expected from him, would Quatre break the deal off? He didn’t think that he would be that cruel, and he hadn’t felt pressured to do something that he really didn’t want to do. Duo wasn’t very strong. He didn’t have a lot of magic. He wasn’t smart or self-confident like Quatre was. When Quatre gave him challenges like this, Duo wanted to prove that he could do them, that he was good at something. And when Quatre told him or forced him to do something that was new and strange, and when he did it successfully, it boosted his confidence like nothing else.
“I meant that this was stupid, having sex right after we took a bath,” Duo explained with a grin, “Now we’re filthy again. It’s counterproductive.”
Quatre chuckled at that and rubbed his nose against the back of Duo’s neck. He was right; they were just as dirty as when they had left the tent that morning, dirtier, actually. All that work gone to waste… though, he wouldn’t really say that. They had had some great sex after all, and he had seen the demon’s wings glistening with water under the sun, not to mention how pretty Duo looked under the water. That was something, at least.
“I guess we’ll just have to take another bath tomorrow, then,” he reasoned, reaching down to pull a blanket over them.
Thinking about having Quatre bathe him again, Duo’s cheeky grin melted into a softer smile and his pale cheeks turned slightly red. That might not be such a bad thing… The demon and the elf lay there for awhile, feeling drowsy and lazy. The sun was lower in the sky outside of their tent, but still hours away from setting. Quatre dimly realized that he should get up and find himself his own dinner, having not had breakfast or lunch, but he was more tired than hungry, and it didn’t really matter to him when he slept and woke up. If it was dark when they woke up, he might have Duo hunt for him.
Quatre got up on one elbow and watched the brunette demon. Duo’s eyes were closed and he looked relaxed, but Quatre knew that he wasn’t asleep yet. Even though Duo didn’t have to hunt for live prey, he still had the instincts of a predator. He had better hearing and sight than an elf did and his sense of smell was amazing. Plus those claws and teeth of his made adequate weapons for killing live game. To Duo, it wasn’t just that he could see in the dark, but like all nocturnal creatures, he excelled in the darkness. Plus, though Duo didn’t need to eat food, Quatre knew that he enjoyed how things tasted. He didn’t know if the incubus had made a habit of trying human food, but he had loved the grunoew Quatre had found yesterday.
Grunoew was a large, squash-shaped fruit that only grew around these fields, in both bushes and trees. They smelled very sweet, like a pineapple, but their texture was like a plum and their taste a mix between a strawberry and an apple. With their sweet smell, Duo had been able to find some for him and had climbed up the tree to get the fruit a lot quicker than Quatre had. Quatre had noticed Duo watching him as he had eaten it. He had offered the demon some and Duo had devoured it with a light moan, licking the juice off his fingers. This had, of course, led to Quatre giving Duo his own special kind of food, but he hadn’t forgotten Duo’s love for the exotic fruit.
Quatre wondered what else Duo might like. The demon couldn’t eat a lot, since he digested real food slowly and his body really wasn’t equipped for it, though he could eat without any kind of health problems. Food to Duo was like sex to Quatre, it held no real nutritional value, but was pleasurable. He wondered if Duo was like a flying fox and, despite a demon’s reputation for eating bloody meats, preferred fresh fruit. It was something that he wanted to explore, like watching the demon fly. He had taken Duo on as his mate, only for sexual reasons, but as they had entered his homeland, Quatre had realized that he was Duo’s guardian, and that meant he had more responsibilities towards him than just sex.
The blonde frowned a little. There wasn’t much that he knew about Duo, just like how the demon knew little of him. Even his name was a mystery to Quatre. It was easy for an incubus to be puzzling to an elf. They didn’t live as the higher species did. Incubi and Succubae were especially different. They were born through a mating between either an incubus or a succubus to a human. Most children of incubi didn’t turn out looking like Duo did, with his wings and claws. The mother seemed to be dominant with demons, so if the mother was human, the child would look human, only slightly off putting and very, very beautiful. They fed like all sex demons did, but had limited magic and, since they lived in a human family, were often found out and killed.
Duo was obviously the product of a succubae mating with a human male. He had demonic features and his lack of strong magic was simply because of his age. Succubae, like many sex demons, made poor mothers. Unlike with incubi and female human parents, succubae laid eggs. The second she did so, she abandoned them and continued with her life. Unlike birds and other egg-born animals, sex demons didn’t need warmth for their eggs to hatch, but if the hatchlings were born all the same time, or if one lingered, the siblings would often kill each other. They were born in a cold world where they couldn’t even be near their own kind out of jealousy and territory disputes. They weren’t even given names.
Incubi named themselves, usually after their first impressions or their first prey, or even the first word they heard being spoken. Every elf knew what ‘duo’ was, but it perplexed Quatre how the demon lying next to him had heard it. Quatre remembered his own parents. His mother, Lily, was a kind elf, looking just like him with golden hair and her eyes a deep blue. She was a Healer, a good occupation for someone who seemed to care for the welfare of everyone, even strangers. His father, Shahir, had darker hair, somewhere between a dark blonde and a light brunette with dark brown eyes. He, like Quatre, was a warrior, though he was a soldier for the Council and not an exorcist. He snorted. ‘Quatre’. In one of the many elvish dialects it meant ‘defender of the people’, someone who cared for others and wished to protect them, more like his father than himself.
They were still alive. Most elves lived the equivalent of five human generations, maybe more, if they didn’t become ill or died from unnatural causes. He visited them every now and then, but didn’t feel any urge to stay for long periods of time. He was too old to play the dutiful son, but still loved them, in his way. Incubi were lucky, he had once thought, because they could choose their own names, instead of having a name thrust upon them.
“Duo… why did you choose that name?” Quatre suddenly asked.
Duo turned and looked up at the elf, confused by the question. He shrugged.
“Why? Is it strange?” he asked.
Quatre realized that Duo didn’t even understand the significance of his own name and shook his head in amazement. At least Quatre had always known what his name meant, but Duo had probably just picked his at total random. Before Duo turned on his side again, Quatre saw that he looked sad and reflective.
“I remember hatching,” Lilu murmured, “We all do.”
Quatre looked down at him in astonishment. He hadn’t known that. He had always thought that, like all babies, demons couldn’t remember being that young, let alone the act of being born into the world. He did know that incubi weren’t biologically distant creatures. They, like all children, felt an intense need for their mothers, a need for love and care. They were born helpless, not immediate, incredible hunters like reptiles were. There were numerous studies on this phenomenon, why nature would make a predator that had such a need for a mother, a mother they would never see or feel.
There was a pervasive theory that incubi were born this way to harden themselves. That this harshness of nature made them tough and that neediness turned to the need for physical comfort, for sex. It was sexual psychology turned at its most simplistic: the need for the mother turned to the need for the lover. It made them survivors in a world that tried its hardest to kill them for being the only demons in existence that cavorted with humans instead of trying to pervert them or kill them. It made Quatre sad just thinking about it. If Incubi were born without any kind of need for parental guidance, like some animals were, he could accept that. But they were born looking for something they would never had, and to remember that must be painful.
“It was cold,” Duo continued, “There was snow on the ground and I remember shivering. There were other eggs around me, my brothers and sisters. We were out in the open, where anything could find us and kill us. I looked around for my mother, but she wasn’t there. Even when I cried for her, she never came. I remember feeling, more than hunger or cold or anything else, being frightened. I wanted to stay, to look for her, but there was something in my gut screaming at me to get away from the nest, that I would die if I stayed. So, I flew away.”
And he would have, Quatre knew. That or he would have killed all of his brothers and sisters. The biological need for survival and supremacy was too strong. The more incubi in one area, the more likely there would be a shortage of food and that the humans would find out what they really were. So, siblings had to either leave or kill. It was interesting to know that Duo had been able to fly even as a hatchling. Incubi who could use their wings at such a young age survived longer than those that didn’t have them. It was more than just a case of getting far away from the nest and being hunted by their siblings.
Incubi matured fast, their bodies becoming adult in only two years time, but not fast enough. They spent those two years using their varied demonic features to kill animals and humans, to eat their flesh and blood like other demons did, while their bodies slowly changed to fit their adult lifestyle. They would stay close to sexually charged areas, harems, brothels, sex slaves, feeding off the sexual energy these humans gave off, making them sick and taking years off their lives, but not killing them. What humans didn’t know was that all those diseases that infected the whores and sluts of the human world were symptoms of a hatchling feeding off of them, and when these humans bred, the diseases took on lives of their own. After two years, these little demons became full-fledged incubi, feeding off of sex instead of meat and killing instead of infecting.
It was no wonder why elves and angels hated demons so much. Demons were savage, doing whatever they had to to keep on living. They were survivors. How could someone who was born into a family who cared for them and loved them, protected them from everything, and grew into immense magical power understand someone else who had to kill and attack just to live? They hated demons because they terrified them. They terrified them because elves and angels knew that they would never be able to do those same things, if their lives depended on it. They envied such creatures, and they were repulsed by them. Quatre, however, admired them.
He wasn’t some bleeding heart, pro-demonizer. He didn’t think that demons were the better species or that they shouldn’t be killed. Many demons were so insane and immoral that even Duo would probably agree that the world was better off without them, but not all demons were like that. The elven lifestyle was pompous and detached. While the rest of the universe was struggling to survive, to live and follow the flow of biology, elves and angels lived in the lap of luxury, using their magic and divine powers to lift themselves up. They were neither predator nor prey. They had become mini-gods, something perverse, elevating themselves out of the food chain entirely.
It was the way things had been for thousands of years, the elves and the angels looking down on the lives of humans, demons, and the ‘lower creatures’. Quatre had grown up in a rich, elvish family, but when he had started to travel, he had realized how much that lifestyle disgusted him. It was hypocritical of him, he used his magic to make himself rich and powerful, like most elves, but every time he was told to kill a demon that wasn’t even a real threat, just because the higher society thought it was inconvenient for such a creature to share existence with them, it angered him. He admired demons because, after thousands of years of being hated by every other living thing, they were still here. The demonic races had a kind of primal strength that elves would never be able to tap into.
“My nest had been built on a high ledge on a mountain,” Duo told Quatre, still not meeting his gaze, “The wind was terrible and I crashed into the side of the mountain a lot, but the wind kept my scent marked. I was able to get to the base of the mountain while my siblings fled in different directions. I stayed close. At the foot of the mountain was a little village. I only remember that because of the smells and the sound. The mountain had been quiet, except for the rush and hollowing of the cold wind, but the humans were so noisy. My instincts confused me. A part of me said that humans were good, that I should stay close because I needed them to survive, but another part said to stay away from them because, with so many humans around, I could be discovered. I didn’t know how to fool them yet; I had pheromones, but not enough to keep me safe. So, I hid in the heavy woods that were in between the mountain and the village. My wings kept me warm enough to survive and I thought it would be enough, but I was hungry, had been since I had hatched. I waited hours and it grew and grew into this terrible fire in my gut. I stayed up in a tree, terrified that a human might find me. They came and went in the forest, laughing and making loud noises, jumping on these flat pieces of wood and going down hills. I knew I should hunt, but even when it grew dark and the humans left, I was afraid. Then, I smelled the blood,” Duo hesitated for a moment and Quatre wondered if Duo was bothered by what he was saying, or if he was merely wary that Quatre would be bothered by it, “My hunger destroyed my fear. That smell… it’s disgusting to me now, but back then, it was wonderful. I had enough sense not to fly and followed the scent on foot. When I got there, there was blood everywhere, dripping off the leaves on the tree and splattered on the snow. Covered in it was a Wendigo, standing over a dead human, a woman, I think. Probably separated from the group that had been in the woods earlier. I don’t know how I knew what it was, I just did.”
Quatre swallowed roughly. Wendigo… just the sound of the word sent terror through every living thing. His arm tightened around Duo, though he didn’t realize that he was doing it. Wendigo were strange, horrible demons. Every young elf knew the tale, a cautionary one for any higher being daring to visit the human lands during the winter. Wendigo were one of few demons that had not been born with demonic blood. They were once human, but through heavy despair and a taste of human flesh, usually from desperation, they had become twisted, addicted to the taste of their, previous, own kind. They became Wendigo, a demon of air, cold, and cannibalization. As fast as the wind and very strong, they lived in very cold, snowy regions and hunted during the winter, whisking humans away into midair, never to be seen again.
They could only be killed by a strong blow to their hearts and could not be harmed by magic. Their taste for human flesh mutilated them, turning their bodies a pale white, without a trace of muscle on them, just skin and bones, quite literally. Their eyes became large, with only pinpricks of color in them, their fingertips black from frostbite, and their teeth, blunt as a human’s were, looked large from their lips becoming dry and pulled up, like a dog snarling. They were monsters from a child’s nightmare and though they preferred human flesh, they would be tempted to eat any kind of meat, as demons of hunger and fury.
“It had seen me before I had seen it,” Duo said, “It stared at me with these eyes… they were white, except for a little bit of blue, just a tiny circle of it around a black dot. It hesitated as it looked at me. I think I must have been exuding pheromones, as a defense mechanism, and that it was confused by it. If I hadn’t been, it would have killed me by the time I had known it was there.”
Quatre nodded. That made sense. Even a half-demon like a Wendigo would be enticed by the pheromones. For some reason, the pheromones of succubae and submissive incubi were stronger for other demons than humans and while a Wendigo had the sexual drive of a rabid dog, the pheromones would have been an alien thing to the wind demon and it would have taken fatal seconds to analyze it. Otherwise, a newly hatched demon like Duo would have been dead in the time for one to blink. That was all the time it normally took for a Wendigo to move. It was no wonder Duo had stumbled into things like that. Wendigo didn’t smell like demons, they smelled like the wind, and death, which would have been masked by the blood.
“And I think…” Duo hesitated again, “I think, if I hadn’t been so hungry, I would have tried to run away and I would have died anyway.”
You couldn’t run from a Wendigo, Quatre noted. Whether on foot or in the air, you couldn’t escape from a Wendigo once it got your scent. You might as well kill yourself to escape the pain of being eaten alive, but even then, you probably wouldn’t be fast enough.
“It hesitated, but I didn’t. I pounced on it and ripped its throat off with my teeth. It screamed,” Duo shuddered, remembering the sound of the Wendigo’s scream, a scream that, Quatre knew, was more terrifying than a Banshee’s, “I didn’t know how to kill it, but I knew it was going to live. So… I used the claws on my hands and wings and I ripped its heart out. Then, I ate it. The Wendigo and what was left of the girl.”
Quatre winced. He wasn’t disgusted by what Duo had done as a child. Like a predator, he had done what he had had to do to survive. The Wendigo had been a threat, but once it had died, it had also become food. Though, a scrawny, hunger demon had probably tasted terrible. Still, even if Duo hadn’t realized it at the time, or even now, it had been a gutsy move. By killing and eating a Wendigo, Duo had sent the message loud and clear to every demon nearby that he wasn’t a pushover. He was a hunter and he would kill to protect himself. It had ensured that other, low-powered demons wouldn’t try to take him out, especially other incubi. It took balls for an incubi, especially a hatchling, to so much as look a Wendigo in the eye, let alone eat it.
“I was so hungry…” Duo whispered and, not for one moment, did Quatre blame him for what he had done, “And between it and the human, it kept me fed until the next day. Before it died, though, while it was sinking my fangs into its throat, it called me that, duo. I thought it was as good a name as any other.”
“You must have been very brave as a child,” Quatre complimented, “I met a Wendigo once. It was in a human wilderness, where a tribe of humans were hunting deer. The Elven Council had sent me there to exorcise a wolf spirit,” he laughed bitterly, “When members of the tribe turned up as gnawed on skeletons, they had thought it was the work of a spirit or a werewolf. I caught a glimpse of its back and teleported my ass out of there. Only a very strong and vicious demon could tangle with a Wendigo and win without luck and fear.”
Duo turned and looked up at him again.
“You don’t think it’s disgusting?” he asked nervously.
Quatre shook his head.
“I doubt it had tasted very good, but you used what you had to survive. If I hated you for doing that, I would have to hate myself for teleporting away from certain death. It’s pretty much the same thing,” he paused for a moment, “Do you know why it called you that?”
“No,” Duo confessed, “I’ve never heard that word before.”
“It’s an old word,” Quatre told him, “That Wendigo was probably decades old, if not centuries. Duo is a word that the humans used to use for the earliest species of incubi. They were a powerful species. They didn’t hunt humans like you do. They would break into a woman’s house at night and sit on her chest. They stop her heart, but she would still alive, but feel dead. They would then rape her, very violently and bloodily, forcing her to have their children. They were called duo because it means a pair and incubi back then could change their sex. Coming from a Wendigo, I would take it as a compliment.”
Duo blushed. He wasn’t a rapist, but to be called strong and violent by a hunger demon was pretty cool… and it was nice to know that his name didn’t mean something stupid. And Quatre didn’t think that what he had done as a child had been gross, which was a plus. Quatre saw the concern in Duo’s eyes when he told him about his ancestors. He caressed Duo’s cheek with the knuckle of one of his fingers.
“Does it bother you?” he asked.
Duo shrugged.
“It’s how my kind are,” he pointed out, “Maybe nowadays we aren’t quite as violent as we were back then, but in the end, we still kill the people we have sex with. It isn’t so much the violence as the rape. Dominant incubi still do that a lot, but isn’t something I can do. It’s weird being associated with something like that. I don’t even know if it bothers me. I’ve never been raped and I’ve never seen it happen, so I guess I don’t know if it’s good or bad, my name.”
Quatre thought hard about that. He supposed that, for an incubus, rape was an alien concept, or at least for a submissive one. On a biological level, Duo adapted towards concepts of ‘lover’. When sex was initiated, Duo picked that person as a mate, so anything they did to him, he accepted. Sex was food, so rape wasn’t really a possibility, unless Duo couldn’t accept that person as his lover, but even that seemed unlikely. But he still worried about some of the stuff he did to Duo, Duo liked it, but it wasn’t like he ever gave him a choice. Talking about rape and violence made him more conscious of his own actions.
“Am I too rough with you?” Quatre blurted out.
Duo’s expression was perplexed.
“I’m a demon,” Duo needlessly reminded him, “You can only hurt me if you use your magic against me, which you haven’t.”
Quatre sighed. How could he possibly explain something like this to an incubus?
“With my kind, sex isn’t food. It’s done between two people who want to feel good. Sometimes, one person does something to another that they don’t like. It may feel good, but they don’t want it, but the other person does it anyway, even though that person said not to. That’s when we call it rape,” Quatre explained.
“But I’ve said no to you before,” Duo teased, “and you didn’t stop.”
Quatre smirked at him.
“That’s because I know you didn’t mean it. You were just a little bit nervous, and I knew that if I had stopped, you would have clawed my balls off,” he said, touching Duo’s now blunt fingernails.
“Exactly!” Duo pointed out, “If I had said no and meant it, you would have realized it and stopped. So there’s no reason for you to worry about forcing me to do something or being too rough with me. Yes, it was rough and painful sometimes, but I still loved it and you know that I did. And damn straight I would have clawed you if you had stopped, just not your balls. I need those. Maybe just your eyes or your nose.”
Quatre shook his head in amusement.
“Cheeky demon,” he grumbled, but was smiling, “Take a nap, already.”
“Yes, Master,” Duo grinned at him and snuggled against his chest.
He loved touching Quatre’s bare body. Even when it had nothing to do with sex, it was comforting to him. He closed his eyes, curling up against his elven lover. He didn’t want to admit it, but in a way, Quatre had had a point. The elf could very easily force him to do things that he didn’t want to do. The new things felt good, but were strange to him, so he wondered why he let Quatre do whatever he liked. He could attack him if he went over the line, but that thought hadn’t really entered his head. Was it just his nature? Did he let Quatre push him around, put curses on him and play with him like this just because it was in his nature to do whatever his lover wanted of him in order to get sexual energy? Or was it something else? Did he trust Quatre that much? He fell asleep thinking those strange thoughts and wondering what Quatre really was to him.
*****
Duo wasn’t sure just how long he slept, but it felt like only a short while when he was roused by loud noises coming from outside his tent. He sat up quickly, on alert, his senses telling him that something was wrong. He twisted around in the blankets, looking desperately for Quatre. The high elf was the only defense that he had and he trusted him to keep him safe, but to his dismay, the rumpled sheets where the elf had been lying were vacant. He listened closely to the noises, trying to figure out what they were.
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?!”
That voice was definitely Quatre’s. Duo’s heart started to race and he got to his feet in a flash, his wings stretched in agitation. If Quatre was fighting, he would join him. He was useless in this environment, but he hoped that whoever was attacking them would think twice about his claws and teeth. He got dressed in a rush, pulling his small, black underwear up his hips and quickly finding the black cloth that would cover the rest of his body. It had shoulder straps like a tank top, but was long like a dress, ending with long, thin pieces of the black fabric that would fall between his legs, covering everything from his chest to his crotch. He wrapped his black corset around his chest and waist, buckling it as quickly as he could.
The outfit he normally wore was ill-suited as a fighting uniform, but the corset was made from the hide of a Romanian Double Horn that he had found in his territory one night and had killed, a midnight dragon with skin that had no scales, but was as hard as metal. Even the silver buckles on the straps were made of steel. He pulled on the black strips of clothes that covered his arm from elbow to below the knuckles on his fingers and did the same for the leggings. He didn’t realize at the time that the collar that was still on his neck was in the same exact fashion as his corset. He practically flew out of the tent, wishing that he had a knife or a sword on him. He pulled back the flaps, ran outside, dimly realizing that it was now night time, and felt the blood in his veins turn to ice water.
Quatre was standing in front of another figure, his hands grabbing the man’s shirt and had him pulled forward, his handsome face contorted in rage. The figure was beautiful, but in the way that a statue was beautiful, breathtaking and perfect, something that should be worshipped. Something that made Duo’s demonic blood boil and chill at the same time. It was an angel, the one thing in the universe that Duo should fear. He had heard that most angels had white wings, blonde hair, and blue eyes. This one had short black hair, just down to his neck, and his eyes were dark brown, black in the dark lighting. It was his wings that really drew Duo’s eye, they were enormous, about the size of Duo’s and Duo knew that his own wings were overgrown. They were feathered, like any other angel, and were beautifully white.
His outfit was strange to Duo, too. He had thought that angels wore robes, but this one had on a fitting tank top, his cotton-looking pants fell baggy over his ankles and he was bare foot. The entire outfit was a lack of color so perfectly white that it couldn’t possibly occur in nature, even whiter than snow. If someone had told Duo that there could be such a thing, he never would have imagined it. The angel carried no sword, but he knew the holy ethereal was armed, probably heavily. Just looking at the angel made his stomach churn. Duo wondered if it was just because he was face to face with an angel, sworn enemy to all demons, or if this angel was that powerful. He certainly carried an air of power and arrogance with him. The angel was Duo’s size, but everything about him was frightening.
“I know you’re behind this, Wufei!” Quatre accused, daring to pull the angel closer to him by his shirt and yell in his face, “No one knows that Duo is here, so why are you telling me this now?! You told the Council!”
Wufei, looking terribly bored by the elf’s anger, put one hand to Quatre’s chest and pushed him away. With only one hand, the angel shoved Quatre hard enough that he struggled to keep on his feet. Despite his fear of angels, Duo tensed, ready to rush to his master’s aid.
“Why should I care who you…” Wufei’s dark eyes fell on Duo and a shiver went down the demon’s spine that was so severe, he almost threw up, “… fuck?”
Quatre realized they had company now, but was too enraged to look at Duo, keeping his eyes on Wufei, in case the tricky angel tried something.
“Because he’s a demon,” Quatre growled, “Why should I trust you? Why would they send you as a messenger if you weren’t the one who told them this in the first place?!”
“You know very well that I don’t care about the trifles of angels and demons,” Wufei remarked, “They sent me because they are afraid of me. I requested to be the one to tell you. Any other might be tempted to kill the demon on the spot. He might be a Dark One, but on this land, he deserves the same punishment as one of us,” the angel looked at Duo again, seeming to find him fascinating, “As to how the Council could possibly know that you brought a demon into our midst, a very punishable crime, I might add, you are a fool. You pass through the same gate to reach this land as any elf. Did you forget that the Council monitors those gates for those that might be possessed?”
Quatre gritted his teeth and curled his hands into tight fists, cursing his own stupidity. He had forgotten about the protective spells on the gates to the Elven Lands. How could he have been so foolish?! He had put Duo’s life in jeopardy… He instantly hated the angel, despite their long, almost friendly history for deflecting all his accusations. But it was too suspicious and he didn’t trust the very powerful angel. He would be a fool to trust him.
“’Quatre…” Duo took a brave step forward, his voice wavering in fear, “What’s going on?”
They were going to kill him, Duo thought, his heart trembling. This angel was going to exorcise him; that was why he was here. Even if he had been told not to, the angel would. That was what angels did, kill demons. It was as natural to them as breathing. His heart eased a little as Quatre walked to him, gripping his arm in an attempt to soothe him.
“Duo, it’s ok,” Quatre tried to settle the scared demon, reading the fear on his face like it were an open book, “He’s not going to kill you. He’s just here to bring me news,” his aqua eyes glared at Wufei, then softened as he looked at his lover again, “I had planned to go to the Council myself, once I had taken the measures to ensure your safety, but I made a mistake. The Elven Council knows you’re here. They want to hold a trial.”
“They want to kill me,” Duo whispered.
Quatre wanted to convince Duo that that wasn’t the case, anything to ease his troubled heart, but the angel cut him off.
“Yes,” Wufei said, but to Duo’s intense shock, he didn’t say it coldly, merely as though he were stating a fact and had no opinion of it, “The Council will eagerly try to find evidence to kill you. Officially, their purpose is to decide whether you will be allowed to stay here or not. If not… there is no reason to keep you alive.”
“Leave us,” Quatre snapped, “You’ve given me your message. We were on our way to the city to begin with. You’ve done your duty.”
Wufei nodded at him, and then to Duo, giving the frightened demon one last, interested stare. Then, he disappeared in a brief flash of what looked like black, smoky mist, which lingered in the air like an afterimage. Quatre hugged the young incubus to him.
“Don’t worry,” he urged, “I’ll make the Council see things my way. This had to have happened eventually anyway… You’ll be safe, I promise.”
Duo nodded, because that was what Quatre expected him to do, but inside, in his heart, he was quaking and felt like his world was dissolving into chaos.
End Chapter 2
Where did the last half of this story come from? I had the Council bit planned, but the thing about the Wendigo completely came out of thin air. The stuff about Quatre and Duo’s names is complete bullshit, but it was still fun to write. So, I was writing it in and thought it would be really cool to make it into a view of Duo’s childhood. It’s just, well, after all the uber smuttiness, talking about violence and a bit of angst seems out of place.
About Wendigo. They scare the shit out of me. If you want to know why, or just get a general idea of what a Wendigo looks like in this story arc, go to Google images and look up ‘Fear Itself Skin and Bones’. If you really want to see some scary stuff, find the episode and watch it. Creepy. But yeah, somewhere in writing that part, this story took a sharp turn from smut into plot. Why does this always happen to me?
(1) No, this is not a misspelling of dragon. Dagon is a god of the sea and I’m using it in the terms of H.P. Lovecraft’s story ‘The Shadow Over Innsmouth’. I don’t remember a lot of it, so if I’m wrong, correct me. Basically, there was this town by the sea that survived through their fishing, but the fish became scarce and the town suffered. The people heard a voice coming from the sea, saying that if the people would worship the Deep Ones (Gods/Demons of the sea), they would prosper in gold and fish. The people tore down their Christian architecture and brought sacrifices to the sea. After a sacrifice, gold would mysteriously wash up on the shore. After awhile, when the townsfolk reached a certain age, they began to change into half fish, half man creatures and would disappear into the sea. So, in Incubus, Dagon are very powerful sea demons. They won’t make an appearance until the sequel, but this is just to explain it.
Hope you enjoyed it. I’m writing a remake of Violence + Sex = Love right now. I beg people to look it up on my live journal and vote if you like it or the first version better (the one on my live journal is the original fiction version, but it’s pretty much the same as the GW version will be).
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