First Sight
(It has been bothering me that my other series is posted on a yiff site and yet contains very little yiff. So I decided to start this new series. In fact it is a substory of the first series, of course if you have read my other series that should become rapidly apparent. Eventually the two stories will intersect and then this one will have to have more storyline, but until then... By the way this is my first attempt at an extended yiff scene so please leave a comment to let me know if it needs work.)
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I'm not entirely sure how it all happened. It was quite a strange experience watching that young horse from when he grew up and went out into the world until when he died. He achieved so many things, and yet still managed to do some pretty terrible stuff as well. I suppose it's a bit cliché of me to say that to really make you understand I'd have to start at the beginning but that is what I'm going to do.
Oh, but who am I? Yes, yes I can see the question in your eyes. You want to know where I came from and how I ended up as his confident and advisor? Well, you see, I'm not really what one would call a fur. Yes I've got fur and paws and I look a lot like a white mouse with a black spot over his right eye but I'm not really.
I want all of his history to be properly recorded both good and bad. And to know that you must know me. You see, I'm his guardian demon. Ah, that look on your face. I have only ever told two other people what I am. Lasciel and Lashana knew who I am but besides them you are the only one and they both had very similar expressions on their faces when I told them that.
That has got to be the singularly most entertaining look on this planet. Yes there is such a thing as a guardian demon. And no, there are no guardian angels. Angels are too busy with making people happy up in heaven. And somebody has to do the work down here. Besides demons have more power over the mortal realm than angels.
But I digress. As you can see I'm rather short for a demon and that always bothered me. You know some of these guys are a good sixteen feet tall or more and here I am sitting below there knee at four feet and three inches of height. But a demons power doesn't really reside in there physical power. Yes I'm only barely stronger than your average fur where some demons can pick up houses but when it comes to the metaphysical few can best me.
And I'm willing to bet the lack of ugly is throwing you off too. If all demons were ugly who would want anything to do with them? It's just a fact, ugly people are never as popular as sexy people. Now, technically I'm an incubus, I get my power from sex. Every time someone has sex I gain power. Very little power, perhaps enough to flick a fly off my hand but add up all the times people have sex and you've got quite a bit of power.
Also, anyone who I have a soul pact with feeds me a bit more energy when they have sex, enough to catch something on fire or blow someone's hat off. Now when I have sex, there we really start getting into weird territory. I can chose how much energy to drain from it but the consequence is that the power is drained directly from my partner, or partners.
I'm not an evil demon, as such. I chose morality because it simply makes you mortals trust me more. I don't really see things as good or evil but I understand what you will believe to be reasonable. So I don't take the easy road and kill someone by draining them too much.
I can see you are uncomfortable with this subject. I don't really blame you, most demons aren't comfortable with an Incubus. We're very good at what we do. See, demons are immortal but even a demon can be drained by an Incubus. And instead of killing them by taking their life force we drain them of their abilities and powers. And we can make them want us badly.
Some Incubi can make anyone want them and ready to die to have them for the rest of eternity. Those are commonly known as Inferi Incubi or more commonly Harem Incubi because they have harems of people they have made want them following them around. They can get quite a lot of power and that is the most common form of Incubi.
I'm somewhat different, I'm an Cerebi Incubi. We're often called Monogamous Incubi which is a misnomer since we often have sex with more than one person. I take my power from willing partners. It's not a choice whether to be Inferi or Cerebi, we're simply born that way but Inferi breed faster because they spread their seed more. For some reason however, the quality of Cerebi power is much better than that of Inferi. So while we feed off of less we can do more with our power. Strange, and I believe it has something to do with your mortal concept of love.
Again I digress. Now you know about me, more than you ever wanted to I'm sure. I've got a photographic memory so I'm going to recount it exactly as it happened. It takes a lot of concentration so you won't be able to wake me up. If I start saying something you don't want to hear you'll have to leave the room.
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I watched him storm from the village. This was gonna be tough. Being the guardian demon to a rogue was no easy business. I touched my finer to the water in the bowl and the pictures was erased by the small waves. With a groan I stood up. There's something psychologically damaging about age, even demons feel it. While our bodies don't deteriorate eventually we start feeling pains in our back and other spots.
I sat down on the bed and wrapped my arm around the sleek form of the fur next to me. A red squirrel that laid her arm over my shoulder. She was a cute little thing. Well, she was almost a foot taller than me but the term just seemed to fit. Or at least it fit better than her clothing. A white top was stretched across her chest so tightly I thought it would snap and the strip of cloth over her crotch didn't really count as clothing.
Pulling me close she kissed my cheek and slid her other arm around me. "You look all stressed out baby. The horse again?" Her voice was more seductive than compassionate. I knew she didn't really give a damn; she wanted me to come to bed and hoped I would relax if I talked about what I had seen.
Fuck it. This was exactly the relaxation I needed. A small smile curled the corner of my mouth and I slid a hand over her hip. A shudder ran through her body. I invested a bit of power in that touch and she moaned softly. "Better Dannia?" Benefit of being an Incubus I not only get my power from sex, I can turn it back into sex with almost no thought involved.
Already that small section of cloth over her pubic region was soaked and a wet line ran down her leg where it hung over the bed. Her hug around me had loosened slightly and I wrapped both my arms around her pulling her into a kiss that started a soft touch and became a long caress of tongues. Mouse and squirrel tongues aren't all that long so it wasn't a tonsil cleaner which I mildly regretted but she bit softly over my bottom lip and I forgot what I was regretting.
My shirt was gone but I swear I don't remember our lips coming apart for long enough to slip it over my head. Her right paw slid slowly over my chest and brushed across my nipple. A hiss escaped me and I pushed farther into the kiss almost hard enough to bruise lips.
As an Incubus I have a great deal of control over my sex drive. But once you strip an Incubus of its control it becomes what it is naturally. Deep inside, every Incubus is a nymphomaniac waiting to happen. And at this point I wasn't holding back.
My hands undid the tie at the back of her top and it dropped off her body to reveal large firm breasts with small perky nipples that were a flushed pink color. A sigh escaped her lips as the cloth fell away and I ran both hands up her sides to cup her tits. My fingers touched her nipples at the exact same time and I pushed a considerable amount of power through them.
The immediate result was a sharp inhaling of breath and her body slowly lay back onto the bed with her eyes rolled up into her head. I lay down next to her and slid one hand under her back while the other rubbed over her chest quickly but evenly. Small noises dropped from her lips and her eyes were closed.
Normally Dannia was pretty dominant and this was quite a change from the usual. Perhaps I'd used a bit more power than I intended. As if sensing my thoughts her eyes snapped open and a wicked smile stopped me in mid-motion. Quicker than I was ready for she rolled me onto my back and held me there. For a squirrel she was really quite strong, visibly so. Her small swells of muscle on her stomach marched down to her hips and legs which were a bit more muscular than I usually liked. She was quite the runner and was a stamina athlete in more ways than one.
Her arms weren't as strong, more like I liked them. Still firm but not iron hard. Both my arms were pinned, one by her arm and the other by her body where I had slipped it earlier. Slowly she let go of my arm as she realized I wasn't going to try to switch back to where we were before. We'd had sex a thousand times and more yet it still seemed knew. Probably why we were still having sex.
She leaned down and kissed me demandingly. I kissed back but she was a bit more into pain than I was and bruised lips weren't my thing. I know, it's ironic that a mortal was more into pain than a demon but we're really not all as bad as mortal religions make us seem.
A twitched slightly when a warm paw wrapped around my dick. I looked down and realized she'd undone my pants without me noticing. Once again I was reminded of how good she was for a mortal. She squeezed gently and my back arched a bit. She took the opportunity to slide the pants off of me completely. Again I sighed and reached up my tail to caress the side or her cheek. Benefits of looking like a mouse. She closed her eyes and rubbed her cheek against my tail before stroking her paw over my cock again.
I closed my eyes as her hand worked carefully up and down my shaft. Small sparks of pleasure shot up through my body. My brain wasn't working all that well at this point and I simply lay there with my tail moving idly over Dannia's body. In fact, my mind felt like it was packed in warm fluff and that I would never leave again. If I didn't know better I would have thought she was another Incubus.
A hot wetness slid its way down my cock and my breath came out in a rush. I was wrapped in that warm feeling and simply lay there as she slide her short muzzle up and down all eight inches of me. Downside of being a mouse was not being all that big but it worked perfectly with that short little muzzle of Dannia's sucking hard on me. Her tongue pressed my head to the roof of her mouth and ran the ribbed surface across it.
I was so overwhelmed I didn't even moan, all I did was lay there and breathe heavily. That tongue traced its way up and down my mousehood sending more fireworks of pleasure off in my stomach. Both her hands rested on my hips and kept me from moving against her. Each flick of her tongue made me try a little harder to rise up to meet that mouth that was giving me so much pleasure but her grip was firm and I never moved an inch. I felt the pressure building and my sack pulled tight against my body.
"About to... cum." I managed to choke out. Her response was to slide her mouth down my cock and bury her nose in the fur at the base. Suddenly she sucked as hard as she could and that was it. I came with a yell that seemed to echo and hang in the air long after it was gone. With that release came power. I couldn't control it and it poured into Dannia. I felt her buck and grind herself against my lower leg leaving a long trail of cum up my shin.
Then I lost all feeling in my body other than that hot mouth that was sucking me dry of everything I could give. It felt like an amount of time that made eternity seem small but it was probably just twenty second. Finally I collapsed back to the bed and looked down to see Dannia still moaning in the aftershocks of her orgasm. I reached down and pushed aside a lock of hair that had fallen across her face. She smiled back up at me and...
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I'm sorry, bit off topic there. You can't really blame me since I'm a sex demon after all but... What are you doing? Oh, heh. Did I give that good of a description? Well I have to say I like to remember every detail of my more pleasant partners. Don't be embarrassed. I'm just sorry I woke up when I did, you didn't get to finish. You would have liked her, though I think perhaps I could set you up with her daughter if you like? More attractive in my opinion though not quite as good in bed.
Don't look at me like that, if I had problems with sleeping with the offspring of previous lovers everyone would be off limits. We demons got around a lot when humans were just beginning to exist. Hell, I'm probably related to most of the world in some distant way by now.
Don't set you up with her? Well if you insist, but I swear to you she's quite good and you're handsome enough that she would like you, plus you're a good listener. And from what I've seen quite well endowed. Oh, for God's sake stop blushing. I'm an Incubus, I can smell the last four furs you slept with.
Well, anyhow. Remembering that's got me all riled up, I think I'll go find the aforementioned squirrel but I'd like to continue the story this time tomorrow if that's okay with you? Ah good, I'll be here and if you're lucky I won't wake up this time.