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Incubus Tales: Chapter 18

Welcome to Incubus Tales: A Thousand Words by Hushicho. In Noctemberg, it is always night. Dhiar, proprietor and gay incubus, welcomes you to Phantasies, a very special shop. Sensuality is more than just Dhiar’s stock in trade, it is his raison d’être. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Thursdays. This week is Chapter Eighteen.

18th Night—The Other Side of Life

It wasn’t at all what Dhiar had expected, this place. It was almost like an experiment in décor and architecture, but fully appealing: everything seemed warm and inviting, no real walls, and only a few windows, easily hidden by drapes. Those drapes, as well as tapestries and cloth hangings, made the borders of the room. It looked a bit like what a harem might resemble, in some elaborate fantasy. Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 18

Incubus Tales: Chapter 17

Welcome to Incubus Tales: A Thousand Words by Hushicho. In Noctemberg, it is always night. Dhiar, proprietor and gay incubus, welcomes you to Phantasies, a very special shop. Sensuality is more than just Dhiar’s stock in trade, it is his raison d’être. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Thursdays. This week is Chapter Seventeen.

17th Night—Under the Ivy

Dhiar swore he could see fireworks as his eyes opened again. He inhaled rose-scented air, the blooms all around him. The white roses were open, smiling out at the world, and his lips were on Siros’s, so soft and pink and delicate.

The angel looked so much like a marble statue, a magnificently enthralling combination of delicate and masculine. Dhiar could feel his body, so close, a mixture too: at the same time soft and accommodating, and sturdy and muscular. He couldn’t resist, couldn’t stop himself, and he found himself embracing Siros, arms curled tightly about his chest. Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 17

Incubus Tales: Chapter 16

Welcome to Incubus Tales: A Thousand Words by Hushicho. In Noctemberg, it is always night. Dhiar, proprietor and gay incubus, welcomes you to Phantasies, a very special shop. Sensuality is more than just Dhiar’s stock in trade, it is his raison d’être. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Thursdays. This week is Chapter Sixteen.

16th Night—Never Be Mine

Dhiar enjoyed parties, but all things considered, he was more of a homebody. Some Incubi and Succubi were social butterflies, always loving the party of the moment; Chana was like that. His sister thrived on parties, on mingling, and could make a rather fine existence off canapés and whatever champagne the host fancied. He could see her, in his mind, with best friend and lover Lilly, smoking cigarettes in those long holders with the flower design at the end.

How they loved that! Dhiar wondered if that was the kind of life he would end up getting used to, in time. He would have to ring her up sometime soon. Maybe that was a better idea than watching Noctemburg slowly roll to a halt. Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 16

Incubus Tales: Chapter 15

Welcome to Incubus Tales: A Thousand Words by Hushicho. In Noctemberg, it is always night. Dhiar, proprietor and gay incubus, welcomes you to Phantasies, a very special shop. Sensuality is more than just Dhiar’s stock in trade, it is his raison d’être. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Thursdays. This week is Chapter Fifteen.

15th Night—Slow Surfing

Dhiar pulled the laces at his hips free and worked his trousers down in the front. The cool air felt so good against his skin, especially between his legs. That always seemed to get hotter than anywhere else.

A little shiver ran along the small of his back as he began to relieve himself in the garden. Watering the trees, as he had put it. It was nice that Lothring actually managed to maintain some semblance of order in what had become a strange garden of chaos. This antiquated part of the city, moved past and largely forgotten, was overgrown and overrun. Except the revenant’s garden and his old house.

It wasn’t in the best of repair, by any means. But then he didn’t need it to be. Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 15

Incubus Tales: Chapter 14

Welcome to Incubus Tales: A Thousand Words by Hushicho. In Noctemberg, it is always night. Dhiar, proprietor and gay incubus, welcomes you to Phantasies, a very special shop. Sensuality is more than just Dhiar’s stock in trade, it is his raison d’être. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Thursdays. This week is Chapter Fourteen.

14th Night—Jidai (Time Goes Around)

Dhiar could not face the warm colours of the neon in the front window of Phantasies. It just burned at his eyes. The lonely shop only reminded him how much he missed Evvin already.

But he had to do what was right. And there was always the happiness of having had what they had. It wasn’t over, not as such… but he knew how things like this tended to go. At least he also knew that the young man would be happy.

The Incubus rarely came to the fancier parts of town. It wasn’t that the prices were outside of his range; eternity made the accumulation of money a simple matter. The people there, however, tended to make him feel like an outsider. The part of town with Phantasies and the nearby club, even if a little dirty and unprestigious, possessed a certain homely trait to it. It felt like home, much moreso than the rest of the city. Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 14

Incubus Tales: Chapter 13

Welcome to Incubus Tales: A Thousand Words by Hushicho. In Noctemberg, it is always night. Dhiar, proprietor and gay incubus, welcomes you to Phantasies, a very special shop. Sensuality is more than just Dhiar’s stock in trade, it is his raison d’être. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Thursdays. This week is Chapter Thirteen.

13th Night—Twilight Galaxy

“Evvin, darling!”

The Incubus’s voice rang through the shop’s sales floor. Soon, the well-pierced and increasingly well-groomed man appeared before him, smiling and waving. His eyes held a sheepish spark in them.

Dhiar threw his arms around Evvin, pulling him close and pressing a kiss to his lips. Just for a moment, he lingered; just a little longer than necessary.

“How’s business been?” He ran his fingertip along Evvin’s ear, around the bumps and curves of his many rings and studs. “Sorry to have stayed away so long. I intended to just go and come back, but well… you know how one thing leads to another. Got a regular order out of it.”

Evvin slid his arms along Dhiar’s shoulders, leaning in for another sweet kiss, then another. “Anton came by, so I… did my best to help him keep himself fresh. Just in case you sprang a pop quiz on him.”

“Oh, did you now…” Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 13

Incubus Tales: Chapter 12

Welcome to Incubus Tales: A Thousand Words by Hushicho. In Noctemberg, it is always night. Dhiar, proprietor and gay incubus, welcomes you to Phantasies, a very special shop. Sensuality is more than just Dhiar’s stock in trade, it is his raison d’être. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Thursdays. This week is Chapter Twelve.

12th Night—Black Sheep

“More! More!” Dhiar felt Lothring inside him, deep inside. And this time, it was so hot, churning inside as it filled him. He hummed little moans of pleasure, slowly licking his lips.

The other man panted, though he did not strictly need to breathe. He grinned wickedly down at the Incubus, chest rising and falling. His eyes smouldered, fire dancing within their ruby depths. He liked that Dhiar’s eyes were almost the same colour as his own.

“Ohh… more…” Dhiar reached up to run a hand along Lothring’s side, laughing deep, a rumbling vibrating in his throat. “More…” Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 12

Incubus Tales: Chapter 11

Welcome to Incubus Tales: A Thousand Words by Hushicho. In Noctemberg, it is always night. Dhiar, proprietor and gay incubus, welcomes you to Phantasies, a very special shop. Sensuality is more than just Dhiar’s stock in trade, it is his raison d’être. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Thursdays. This week is Chapter Eleven.

11th Night—Help, I’m Alive

This part of the city wasn’t really a proper part of the city. It had been, once, but with the migration—a slow migration, given the general longevity of its inhabitants—it was simply left to deteriorate, to become as dilapidated and abandoned as it had. It was easy to see that the place had once been grand and beautiful. It still possessed a certain beauty, but one tinged with sadness; nothing new had been built in ages.

The primary reasoning behind this was that it had become a kind of relic itself, and home to relics. The oldest vampire of the city, the most ancient demon, could not compare to the age of the youngest revenant. Even if physically they remained young, there was something about them… something about their dark eyes, their pallid, cool bodies… the way they moved, the unnatural silence with which they seemed to do everything. Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 11

Incubus Tales: Chapter 10

Welcome to Incubus Tales: A Thousand Words by Hushicho. In Noctemberg, it is always night. Dhiar, proprietor and gay incubus, welcomes you to Phantasies, a very special shop. Sensuality is more than just Dhiar’s stock in trade, it is his raison d’être. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Thursdays. This week is Chapter Ten.

10th Night—Mercenary

It was raining again.

It had been raining for some time. At least there was never any hail. But whenever it rained, it covered the whole city like a massive sheet of water. Everything glowed with the bouncing raindrops, white clouds of mist drifting off into nothing with every surface they hit.

“You’ve never asked.”

Dhiar turned his head. He had seated himself in the front window, to watch the rain. Evvin was walking out from behind the silk screen, slowly towards him. To join him. Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 10

Incubus Tales: Chapter 9

Welcome to Incubus Tales: A Thousand Words by Hushicho. In Noctemberg, it is always night. Dhiar, proprietor and gay incubus, welcomes you to Phantasies, a very special shop. Sensuality is more than just Dhiar’s stock in trade, it is his raison d’être. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Thursdays. This week is Chapter Nine.

9th Night—Funplex

Dhiar’s hands moved slowly, gliding across Anton’s fine clothing. First he eased his jacket off. Next, the waistcoat, followed by the cravat. The shirt was especially easy, more of an old-style garment, laces rather than buttons. Trousers, socks and garter, and at last the shorts underneath, unassuming but fine, a light white cotton with blue and orange vertical stripes. They were thick enough to be modest, thin enough to make out everything beneath.

Not that it was difficult. The vampire was especially well-endowed. When the shorts came off, it became perfectly clear to Evvin what he had been hiding. His eyebrows raised at the baron’s bouncing length. Even if he had been a bit aroused by the Incubus blood’s gifts and the sensual strip, it was no less impressive. Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 9