Incubus Tales: Chapter 40

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 Thursday. This week is Chapter Forty.

40th Night—Scenery

Another night passed in a smoky club. All of Chana’s favourite clubs were underground, figuratively if not literally; every last one of them required some sort of secret to access, which heightened the appeal for the Succubus. To her, predictability and ease chipped off great chunks of anything’s allure.

In Dhiar existed a similar sort of sentiment, although it became somewhat daunting that literally every place they went required some considerable procedure only to walk through the door. It exhausted one before even procuring a table. Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 40

The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 52

Welcome to The Prince’s Boy by Cecilia Tan, a tale of a prince and his whipping boy ensnared in a plot of dark erotic magic. Warning: explores themes of dubious consent and situations of sexual jeopardy. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Wednesday. This week is Chapter Fifty-Two: Jorin

52: Jorin

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If there was a lesson to be learned over the next few days of training under Sergetten, it was that my cock had a mind all its own. I could no more make it rise on command before him than I had been able to make it lie quiet the night the king had banished me. Sergetten snarled and snapped at me, as if he were more frustrated by my inability than I was myself.

He had me on all fours and was merely strapping me with full force across the buttocks when I thought to ask whether he truly expected me to be able to accomplish it, or whether it was merely a test—an excuse to lay into me. When his arm grew tired and I caught my breath, that is what I asked. Continue reading The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 52

Capricious: Chapter 45

Welcome to Capricious by Julie Cox, a Texan tale of love and magic. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Tuesday. This week is Chapter Forty-Five. Listen to the audio version at Nobilis Erotica here!

Chapter 45

 

Alan didn’t look like a cop anymore. He’d left his police cruiser in the grass; his uniform was shredded into a tattered rag that clung to his body, stony as the others, dark and sharp like dull obsidian. He showed a jagged mouth full of teeth to Luke as the satyr stepped out of Sally’s house and crossed the front porch, rifle at ease but ready. The body of the troll who had been shot still lay in the yard. Continue reading Capricious: Chapter 45

Incubus Tales: Chapter 39

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 Thursday. This week is Chapter Thirty-Nine.

39th Night—Down to You

Despite wishes to the contrary, Dhiar and Merry could not neglect everything else to spend all their time together; Dhiar had Chana to placate, and Merry his own work to do and things that demanded his time. So the day found the Incubus in town with his sister, strolling down a street filled with life.

Racks of clothes sat outside some of the shops, coaxing passers-by, while just a short distance away, people sat on the terrace to sip their teas and coffees in the clear weather. A familiar breeze rustled Dhiar’s curls.

“We’ll have rain.” Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 39

The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 51

Welcome to The Prince’s Boy by Cecilia Tan, a tale of a prince and his whipping boy ensnared in a plot of dark erotic magic. Warning: explores themes of dubious consent and situations of sexual jeopardy. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Wednesday. This week is Chapter Fifty-One: Kenet

51: Kenet

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Something was going to happen. Something soon, it seemed, given the number of strategy sessions Roichal held among his top commanders, and the duration of them. One night they continued far past sundown, and I fell asleep sitting on the floor of the tent, leaning against a chest.

When I woke, Marksin was pulling my boots off. We were in his tent. From here, closer to the main camp, I could hear men singing along while one played a drum and another bowed a string. I tried to sit up, but he just twisted the other boot off and tossed it aside, his firm hands on my ankle. Continue reading The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 51

Capricious: Chapter 44

Welcome to Capricious by Julie Cox, a Texan tale of love and magic. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Tuesday. This week is Chapter Forty-Four. Listen to the audio version at Nobilis Erotica here!

Chapter 44

Luke followed Sally up the front steps and into the house. His body shook from the adrenaline of the battle with the troll, with Mae, with himself. His head was back to hurting; had it been only that morning that August had given him a mild concussion? It seemed like days ago. The grounding magic from earlier wasn’t going to hold off the pain and fatigue forever. He was hungry–no, he decided, he was ravenous. He hadn’t eaten since before he’d gone through the portal on August’s horse. August couldn’t be a whole lot better off. Continue reading Capricious: Chapter 44

Incubus Tales: Chapter 38

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 Thursday. This week is Chapter Thirty-Eight.

38th Night—Many Moons

They hadn’t done anything particularly naughty. But it was shortly after the cordial had been finished, and both Dhiar and Merry were naked and laughing. They lounged in the tub, filled with warm water. It started out hot, but it had cooled. With the both of them in it and the room so warm, it stayed at a comfortable temperature.

Dhiar splashed a bit at Merry, who shielded his face and then splashed back.

“I’ve never really done this sort of thing!” Merry offered again, as if to justify it all. “My baths have always been strictly solitary affairs.” Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 38

The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 50

Welcome to The Prince’s Boy by Cecilia Tan, a tale of a prince and his whipping boy ensnared in a plot of dark erotic magic. Warning: explores themes of dubious consent and situations of sexual jeopardy. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Wednesday. This week is Chapter Fifty: Jorin

50: Jorin

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I awoke sore and stiff, my eyes still closed but my awareness of my skin, of my bruises, spreading through my body. Curiously enough, all Sergetten had done last night was beat me with a leather strap until I literally could not take another blow, and was on the verge of begging him for mercy even though I knew I would receive none. Just as I was ready to let the words spill forth, he stopped. Continue reading The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 50

Capricious: Chapter 43

Welcome to Capricious by Julie Cox, a Texan tale of love and magic. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Tuesday. This week is Chapter Forty-Three. Listen to the audio version at Nobilis Erotica here!

Chapter 43

 

Somewhere beyond the nymph-induced bliss that rode roughshod over Luke’s mind, there was a tiny, screaming remnant of his psyche that understood what was happening. That distant bit of consciousness looked out of his eyes but could not speak, or move, or stop. The rest of him, like August and Orson, was wholly engulfed by Mae’s magic. He had never seen her cut loose to this extent; on an intellectual level it was an impressive show of power, but one he wouldn’t appreciate until later. Continue reading Capricious: Chapter 43

Incubus Tales: Chapter 37

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 Thursday. This week is Chapter Thirty-Seven.

37th Night—Night Scented Stock

Dhiar felt Merry. More specifically, he felt the man’s body against his own, and it made him happy. He had said farewell to Chana at the party, expressed that he would see her the next day sometime, and then they returned to Merry’s flat.

It was hardly a glorious or luxurious residence, but it was nice and warm and intimate, and as it was on the edge of the city, it was more generous than inner-city life would have given. Presumably, it was also less expensive. Dhiar always reflected on the strange dynamic of human value, especially in cities. On one hand, some of the places were very close to trendy spots, and on the other, they were often tiny, squalid little affairs. Other places weren’t so convenient to trends, but they were much more pleasant to live in; yet somehow they often seemed the cheaper of the two options. Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 37