You weren't beautiful. You knew that. But you didn't think you were ugly either. Yet somehow that's always the impression you were left with whenever you showed up for dates. No matter how good you felt walking out the door of your apartment that feeling faded the first time your date laid eyes on you. There was always something in their eyes that said you weren't what they were expecting. That they wanted "more" or even just "different". You never got past one date.
Your friends told you not to give up, not to get bitter about love, but how were you supposed to do that when you got snubbed again and again? You'd gone through every dating service there was. You'd even resorted to the ones that were just for cheap hookups. Cheap was right. They were horrible. Three failed attempts at that and you deleted that app and never looked back.
You'd almost resigned yourself to being desperately lonely forever until you'd found the book. It was in an old box of crap that you didn't even remember having. It was full of occult stuff, which you'd always had a fascination with, and this grabbed you right off. Demons and sex magic could be right up your alley! Turns out you *were* desperate, and you'd settle for a good roll in the hay. There was a spell here for summoning an incubus, a demonic sex slave basically. You had all the ingredients on hand. Why not?
With a mischievous grin you decided to try it. After all, if it didn't work who would know you'd tried it? Couldn't be but so embarrassing if no one knew, right? And if it worked, then you'd be getting shagged tonight so who cared!
You rolled the throw rug up off the tile in your kitchen and drew out the Pentagram pictured in the book with lipstick. You laid out the candles and put the kitchen herbs and sundry crystals into a copper candy dish. You sounded out the Latin tentatively and lit the bowl on fire. Blue smoke billowed into your face, smelling of cloves and sulphur, though neither had been in the bowl.
You coughed and waved at the smoke,trying to clear your vision. You startled backwards with a choked off scream when the figure of a man emerged from the smoke, kneeling within the circle. He raised his head and green eyes met yours, glittering with barely concealed lust. A full mouth spread in a smirk and he laughed low.
"You rang, darlin'?"
"Oh my God!" You exclaimed.
"Try again, sweet cheeks. A little lower." The demon teased. He stretched and you caught yourself staring. His body was perfect lean muscle and smooth skin. He laughed again as he saw you admiring him.
"You don't have to just look darlin'," he said, beckoning with one finger. "That's what I'm here for."
"But..." you looked down at the circle on the floor. He sighed.
"So long as you don't break the edge i can't leave the circle and you have complete control of me. However, you can come inside the circle all you want. There'd be no point otherwise, would there? Now come on, sweet girl. I'm dying to get my hands on you."
Unlike every other man you'd met in the last few years this one was looking at you like he wanted you, and nothing but you. Not like he wanted something more or different, but like you were the best thing he'd seen. You didn't realize what a turn on that was until you saw it in his eyes. Your back brain was screaming that this creature was unnatural and this was wrong but you didn't care. He was there and he wanted you. You wanted him too. Much more than you'd thought you were going to. Who knew demons came in this level of fuck off hot?
Careful not to smudge your lines you crawled over the circle and into reach of the demon. Close up you could see that not only was his smooth skin beautifully freckled, but he was also entirely nude and very happy to be there. You blushed and he practically purred when he noticed.
"Oh princess are you actually blushing? How far down does it go?"
He reached out and brushed a light kiss across the tip of your nose. Then your cheek, and down to your neck. Soft fingers brushed your collar as he pulled your neckline aside to kiss your shoulder.
"Mmm, it goes down pretty far, but i can't really see. You're wearing too many clothes."
He cocked his head with a knowing smile and snapped his fingers. You felt air against your skin as you found yourself suddenly nude. You made a small sound and covered yourself shyly. The demon looked disappointed and tilted your face up to meet his eyes.
"Why are you hiding from me? Do you have any idea how luscious you are? You're gorgeous! I promise you have nothing to be ashamed of. Damn girl, you're enough to make a demon bust just looking at you. Can't you tell?"
You couldn't help but look down at the straining evidence of his arousal. Precum decorated the tip of his turgid cock. Emboldened by his words you uncovered one breast and used that hand to stroke him. He sighed in pleasure.
"There's my girl. But this is about you. Trust me I'll get my pleasure."
