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Jill and Jenna show up unexpectedly at the Fuckerson's.

"You didn't? Then, why did you do it more than once..."

"I don't even know what I did... I was reading a-. Wait... I was reading a book about demons and I found a passage about summoning some kinds of demons. You're a demon?" She said cautiously.

I nodded, barely moving my head, and allowed her to move away, noting her camisole clinging to her sides and a pair of running shorts hugging her hips.

"An incubus to be specific," I said softly.

My eyes ate up the curves of her body and I wanted her, my muscles quivered with wanting her to say she wanted me. I swallowed and moved towards her, straddling her leg and reaching towards her face to charm her into a kiss. Her leg jerked and I felt a crunch as her knee ground into my balls and barely spared my shaft. I doubled over and gritted my teeth in pain, trying to force a laugh.

"Y-you... s-stay over there..." She insisted shyly as she pulled her legs to her chest and leaned against the sink.

I looked up at her as the pain started to ease and swallowed the lump that had wedged itself in my throat.

"So, n-ow what?" I asked trying to relax again.

She shifted slightly and shot a nervous glance at the bath.

"I'll take a b-"

"NO!" She interrupted me. "I mean, I don't want you to."

"Are you serious? I'll be gentle."

"YOU'LL KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF ME!" She shouted in response and I moved away anxiously.

"Alright, I won't touch you."

She pointed to the door and it took me a moment to realize she wanted me to leave the room. I obediently got up and left the room, silently familiarizing myself with her home and invading her thoughts as I did so.

It's just ... schizophrenia or something, a figment of my imagination. None of that was real, there isn't a naked guy in my apartment. I'm going to take a bath and when I get out I'll read a book and go to bed. I should have eaten before I left work, I don't want to fix dinner.

I found my way into her room. Everything a bit disheveled and awkwardly organised in messy piles. A stack of worn out books leaning precariously by the nightstand. I picked one up off the top.

Grimm's Fairy Tales

I set it back down and a dull red book on her bed caught my attention. It had no title or author and as soon as I got near it I felt warmth from the cover and a bolt shot into my arm, stinging all the way up to my shoulder. I gritted my teeth slightly, clenching and unclenching my hand into a fist to return the bit of feeling I'd had before.

I held my arm against my side and made my way into the kitchen. Fumbling through the cabinets and refrigerator for a bit before deciding to throw together a dinner of parmesan chicken, cream corn, and asparagus. I started cooking the vegetables and had just started seasoning and preparing the chicken, when I heard a soft whuff of air and turned to see her standing in the doorway. Her hair was dripping onto a baggy night shirt that hung over the fuzzy night pants tied around her waist. I froze, my tail curled slightly by my legs.

She stared at me for a moment and I stared back, trying to get into her thoughts again but meeting strong resistance. Her eyes traveled over me and I took a step back, she flinched as if my movement had made me more real suddenly. I felt genuinely uncomfortable for a moment as I met her eyes and wondered what she was thinking.

"Hello," I said anxiously.

"Hey," She responded wrapping her arms around herself and stepping back, a pile of dirty clothes at her feet.

I closed the distance between us and knelt down to pick up her clothes, she knelt at the same time I did and we looked at each other. Her eyes were incredibly bright, I tried to smile and turned away slightly, holding out a shirt for her.

"Are you sure you're an incubus," She asked. "You're awfully shy for it."

"Casual confrontations aren't my forte."

She seemed more confident after my uneasy confession and offered her hand.

"I'm Cadence. What's your name?"


"That's your name?" She asked uncertainly.

"Yes," I said calmly and managed a shy smile. "Formally Da Niel."

She paused and stared at me cu

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