Thread: Summoning an Incubus. |Lagertha x HoldTheDoor|

Jordan tensed slightly as her eyebrows furrowed, her mind clearly sensing that this wasn't something she usually thought of nor dreamed of for that matter. Yet she seemed to shrug it off, her body reacting exactly how he had imagined it would, her hips bucking against what her mind imagined was happening to her. A smile crept on Jordans face as he saw where her body was reacting to the mental torture she was going through, the musty scent of her juices hitting him and his heightened senses like a freight train. As she began to whine and squirm he noticed the rest nipples that were protruding against her bra, seemingly desperate to be realised from their prison. Just when he was sure she would wake a voice came through the door. Jordan's mind racing as to who this intruder could be, as he listened to the conversation he knew there was a closeness between them yet he could work out what connected them. It was only as she managed to lose the man, his footsteps slowly moving away from the room, that he realised it was her brother. He would have to muffle any sounds they made that evening then, Jordan mentally noted in his head as he began to watch the show she was about to put on for him. As she slowly pulled her underwear to her ankles Jordan couldn't help but smile at the perfect pink folds she revealed to him, he knew how much he needed to feel that tight hole spread around his monstrous cock and the thought had him reaching down to his own crotch gently jerking his shaft as she started to rub against her clit. She started slow, but clearly overtaken by how much pleasure she already felt, started to speed up working her clit like an expert till she was at the cusp of her orgasm. As she stood in the precipice of her orgasm he could see the torrents of sexual energy around her, invisible to any mortal but like a blazing light to one who fed off the energy like he did, the energy calling to him as if it wanted to be absorbed. As she fell from the precipice into the torrent of orgsamic waves the energy that was lent up around her released and flooded towards his body. He grunted as the torrent of energy filled his limbs and his blood with the power that he needed and sustained him in this world, his body burning it like fuel needing to consume ever greater amounts. He held his arms out before him and marvelled as they slowly became fully visible, his body taking on a physical prescence in mortal world as the energy gave him life and consummated the ritual. He panted as quietly as he could, the efforts of being brought into physical form having momentarily left him out of breath, as he regained his composure he stood to his full fearsome height having to be careful not to hit his head on the ceiling. He strode towards just bed and looked down upon the one who had summoned him here, her body writhing, legs spread, pussy twitching and glistening with the strength of her orgasm. She was completely out of it and unaware of what had happened in the room since she had begun to climax uncontrollably. Jordan reached over her body as she continued to squirm, reaching out with those incredibly long arms he possessed, clasping one over her mouth. As she opened her eyes in shock he used his other hand to start rubbing against her clit and folds exactly how she had but with even more skill and talent than she could muster his fingers seemingly engineered to impact pure pleasure wherever they touched. I am here, as you summonded me. You lacked the ability to finish the ritual, but luckily my queen saw fit to help you with that. I hope I am everything you asked for, however forget anything you thought you knew about being a woman. It doesn't matter anymore, I'll show you exactly what being a woman is about, and how you need to behave. He growled in a voice to deep to be a humans. His physical form in the mortal world different to how he was in the demon realm, the red hue from his skin replaced with a slightly tanned look in the mortal plane. The biggest change was his facial features, in the demon realm they were harsh and weathered, yet now as he looked down on her with eyes that shone a brilliant blue he would be described by humans as being a rugged kind of handsome. Black strands of medium length hair complimenting the rest of his body and good looks, he really was her dream man that she had mentioned. He pushed his two fingers inside of her pussy ever so slightly, stretching her a small amount as he gathered some of the juices she had spilt in her earlier orgasm, taking the sweet nectar in his fingers. He raised that hand to her face and removed the hand over her mouth, replacing it with the two juice coated fingers. This is what you wanted. Are you ready for me to do as I will with you, to make you know what it is to be dominated. He asked, more as a warning than a question. His cock hanging over her ominously as he questioned her, the monstrous size of it clear for her to see in the dim light of the moon.