An hour....only an hour until he could drop the glamor. It was more difficult for him to maintain than other members of his family due to his diluted genetics, required more control, more concentration. His control was no more an issue currently than most other times, concentration however was woefully thin today. His mind kept wandering to last night, which, in turn led to his imagination producing scenarios of what other fun things he would like to do to the delectable little human he'd had beneath him less than 24 hours ago.
Perhaps she was a poor choice. He mused. The moment he spied her a week prior, he knew he wanted to make her his next source, there was something alluring about her. Whether it was something he had yet to pinpoint, or simply her appearance, his thoughts immediately turned to the X rated variety. It was quite possible she was causing him to be too distracted.
Since glamor was more challenging for him than his brethren, he had yet to manage staying in human form during sex. His first attempt was...well rather unfortunate. He'd kept up his more human appearance until the young lady placed her hand on his dick. At that moment he was utterly distracted, and all concentration went right out the window. The poor thing about lost her mind, and he had no doubt, would've shortly alerted the entire neighborhood with the screeching she was producing. His oldest brother, Ajaxus, still teased him about that.
He would've preferred to keep it from everyone, but didn't have much of a choice, since he didn't have the ability to perform a mind wipe himself. His uncle would've rather just kill the woman, even voiced the suggestion. Luckily that statement was met with a resounding no from every other family member there. Not that Veris would've needed much of a reason to kill a human. For as long as he can remember, he had made his opinion of the "inferior species" as he put it, quite clear. He had an especially severe hatred of human women. The only reason he didn't act on his homicidal leanings was due to the law his own brother had put in place. Alex honestly didn't think the familial connection made much of a difference, it was more likely that he followed the law due to his brother being the king.
Alex's father was more fond of the humans, even taking one as his wife at one point. Her death caused him to despise the human realm, and he would rather "choke on glass than venture there again" in his own words. But he had no bias towards each human, he knew the individual differed just as much as we did, hence the law he established. Some members of our race gleefully massacred humans, but they were the minority. Alex always felt suspicious of Veris, and felt he was the responsible party for his mother's death, but unfortunately had no proof, and knew his father wouldn't listen.
Veris fell through the cracks of the law, he carefully danced around the lines so as to not be banished. Mercy on any human woman who drew his attention, he still played with them, and cared little for anyone's opinion on it. However he was careful to take them to the brink, but not push them over. Then he'd heal them, do a mind wipe, and drop them back in the human realm. On occasion there would be whisperings of him taking it to far, but never any evidence. Since no laws were technically broken, and he was his brother, the king looked the other way. This was the reason Alex preferred to spend most of his time in the human realm. Well that along with how ostracized he was. His noticeable difference in appearance made it obvious to any other Incubus that he wasn't one hundred percent demon. Unfortunately his normal appearance didn't exactly help him to blend in with humans, but changing his skin tone, hiding his small horns, and slightly changing his iris color were more manageable than the numerous other changes he'd have to make to appear as a normal Incubus.
Since he couldn't hold his glamor during sex, he came up with a complicated system that allowed him to siphon the sexual energy his kind needed to survive. Once a female caught his attention, he would occupy every moment of her dreams for days, even weeks if need be. Eventually she would succumb to him either thinking it was another dream, or simply because her body couldn't stand it any longer. He wasn't sure which one the raven haired beauty had been, but he didn't plan on finding out. There was never a repeat visit, he didn't want to risk it being the first option, and causing a negative reaction. Oh how he wished for a repeat visit for this one though. Alex wasn't sure he'd stop being so distracted until he'd had her every possible way he could think of. He wasn't planning on taking her after only a week, until she showed back up at the corn maze yesterday. His control was definitely questionable with her, that's why he didn't last as long as he normally would have. That's also why her whispering "fuck me" in that breathy voice had done him in. He preferred dragging the foreplay out as long as possible, and making them beg, but as soon as that came out of her mouth he needed to bury himself in her.
Dreamwalking was never as vivid as life, the visual was always somewhat blurry, and he couldn't get a good look at every part of her. It also didn't allow him the tactile sensation he craved during sex. This left him unable to be sure of what she looked like or felt like, at least some of her. Olivia's breasts had been as magnificent as he'd hoped, on the smaller side, but perky. Her alabaster skin contrasted beautifully against her dark hair, and the light color had him expecting her nipples to be pink, but he was slightly surprised when his first glimpse had shown a pale tone of brown.
One thing he was sorely disappointed about was not being able to get a look at her back side. Seeing her ass in a pair of jeans did wonders for his imagination, but he wanted to see her bare skin. Place a few kisses across the pale globes, maybe even a few less than gentle smacks before bending her over, grabbing a handful of her hair, and making her say please before he....
"Alex!"
Hearing his name snapped him out of his fantasy, his mouth began to shape into a snarl as he looked in the direction of the voice, angry at whoever interrupted him right at the good part, until he recognized the figure standing a few feet away from him. Olivia's hair was once again pulled into a ponytail, still long enough it draped over her left shoulder. As she walked towards him, her mouth morphed into a pout of annoyance, which just brought his attention to her full lips.
"We need to talk." She crossed her arms as she spoke, and tilted her head slightly.
"Look ma'am, if you have any issues with your experience, I'm not really the best person to speak to. I can go get the manager for you if you like?" He tried to sound as professional and nonchalant as possible, but all he could think about was her lips being wrapped around his...
"Drop the act, smurf."
He couldn't help the laugh that came out, her behavior was making him think about the possibility of round two, since she wasn't fleeing in terror.
"I'm not sure what that means, what exactly is the problem?" he continued to feign ignorance.
"You know exactly what the problem is, and if you don't stop acting like I imagined that whole thing, I'm going to go purchase a megaphone, even though I'm not exactly sure where to get one, and climb on top of that trailer letting everyone here know what happened, and what you are."
This was definitely not the type of reaction he would have ever expected, but it was entertaining nonetheless.
"I still have no idea what you're talking about, but I will tell you if you did that, the cops would be showing up. So it's best you head on out before you end up in jail, or the nuthouse lady." The look on her face switched from one of annoyance, to one of anger.
"Rude. Fine." She rolled her eyes. "I might end up in the nuthouse you jerk, but I'm pretty sure I can get you fired in the process."
That made him pause, as idiotic as it seemed, he needed this job. His next one didn't start for another week, and he hated the idea of going to his father for money. Alex could tell she knew she had him in a tough spot, from the slight arch of her eyebrow that accompanied the upturned corner of her mouth. Liv must have thought he was calling her bluff, as her next move was to turn, cup her mouth with both hands, and begin yelling.
"Excuse me, this...."
He slapped his hand across her mouth and rather enjoyed pulling her body against his, fighting the urge to grind his crotch against her ass. He had to lean over in order for his lips to reach her ear, since he towered over her by a foot.
"Fine little human, you win. I'll talk to you, but in private if you don't mind, I really would like to keep this job." He considered grabbing her ass as he whispered in her ear, but decided against it and let go of her. Another employee began to walk over, the interaction bringing his attention, but he was waved off by Liv.
"It's fine, just messing with him, sorry to cause a problem." The man stopped, but wouldn't leave just yet, no doubt concerned because of the physical advantage his size afforded over the much smaller woman. She picked up on this as well, and her immediate reaction was to grab his hand, lean against him, and smile up at Alex like she was having a completely normal conversation. "So what do you want to eat after you get off work? I was thinking burgers."
