Incubus & Succubus Lovers (complete)

    The service had been recommended to me by my therapist. Which in itself seems like such a strange thing to say. Ever since the accident, or well, last accident, I’ve been receding in my shell. So much that the only things I seem to do are hide in my apartment and talk to my therapist.    

    Going outside, I feel like I have a huge target painted on me, much like port wine birthmark on my face. Ever since I was a kid, I seem to keep getting into their accidents involving monsters. The last one involved a vampire and some sort of underground dungeon. I’ve blocked most of it out. Much like the time I was held in a drider’s web for a few days. At least the Unseelie haven’t been a problem as of late.

    Anyways, off topic. My therapist got me an appointment with what is called ‘comfort companion relaxation therapy.’ It’s a place where succubi or incubi use their special gifts to take stress and anxiety from the client. That’s the nice way of putting it, the bad way is just saying it’s an escort service. You don’t dare say that though, the succubi and incubi pride themselves on being nothing but professional. 

    I’m sitting in the waiting room, looking over magazines that range from fancy food, fashion, to even photobooks of the creatures who worked here. Needless to say, I was extremely nervous. I had answered a huge pop quiz of sorts so I would get matched with the perfect incubus or succubus for my needs.

    My therapist told me to make baby steps, but this felt much more than that. I hadn’t really been anywhere or done anything since the last incident. After the hospital stay, I had pretty much kept myself to the apartment. I had made a few trips out on the recommendation of my therapist, but they had been coffee trips and nothing over an hour. 

    The door to the main office opened, and I sat in attention as the incubus who took my quiz stepped out. He was tall and very thin. He wore a suit with the blazer open to his bare chest, and he wore high heels taller than seemed possible to walk in.

    “Come on in, Ashley,” he told me with a smile. He held his hand out and waved me into his office. “No need to be worried,” he replied, adjusting his glasses. 

    I walked into his office, sitting down before the desk while he sauntered around me. “I always enjoy helping young men like you find the release you need.” He sits down at the desk, and I notice his nipples are pierced. “I’ve been talking to your therapist, and I think I’ve found the match you need.”

    “Oh, thank you,” I say, not really knowing how to respond to this.

    “The girl I picked is very sweet. She’s new to the company, but she’s showing great progress with her skills.” He passes me a photobook like one out in the lobby. The succubus posing on the cover has bubblegum pink skin with bright red stripes running along the backs of her arms and face. Her hair is long and curly and shimmering platinum. Her horns come from her forehead and swoop back then forward and have been tipped with cold.

    “That’s Magdalene,” the incubus says with a smile. “Lovely, isn’t she?”

    I flip through the photobook, seeing pictures of Magdalene dressed in lingerie and slinky dresses. In one picture she’s posed naked on a bed surrounded by plush hearts. “She’s cute,” I agree. But to be honest, she doesn’t seem like my type. I’m too afraid to say that though.

    “I’ve set up a date for the two of you tonight,” he says. “Your therapist says it would be good to start off like ripping a bandaid off. Quickly. No need to stress too much.” The incubus hands me a card. “There’s the reservation at the restaurant.” He then hands me another card. “Also, here’s where you can pick up a suit, on us of course.”

    “Oh,” I gasp. “Thanks. I guess.”

    The incubus smiles, and as he looks at me, I feel a little uneasy like he’s undressing me with his eyes or something. Nervousness builds in my gut. The way his eyes slice and dice reminds me of the vampire and the bite marks on my thighs start to ache.

    I leave, going to the shop where I’m fitted for a suit. I feel a bit strange, I’ve never really worn a suit before. The one they put me in is dark navy with sky blue pinstripes, and they style it with my hoodie underneath the blazer. 

    “Casual chic,” says the moth who is fitting me. “You look quite dapper for your date.” She smooths his palms over my shoulders.

    “Thanks,” I murmur. “Not really a date.”

    “Styled Delights is a wonderful company. Rommel has been using my business for years,” she says of the incubus who did my matching. “I practically dress all his employees.”

    I can’t help but wonder what that entails. After looking through a few of the photobooks, I wonder if this moth also makes the lingerie and leather they all wore.

    After the fitting, I walk out in my new suit, feeling like the target on me has only gotten bigger. I make my way to the restaurant, knowing I’m going to be a bit early meeting Magdalene. Waiting has never been my favorite thing, but waiting on a date in a crowded restaurant felt like a punishment fit for hell. I fidgeted and played with the breadsticks placed before me. I nearly spilled my water several times.

    I end up waiting close to an hour and just am I’m getting ready to leave, Magdalene walks in. As she’s brought to my table, I recognize the look that first appears on her face. She’s shocked and confused. She double checks her phone, and as she comes to the table, she plasters on a smile fit for a plastic doll.

    “Ashley?” She asks me.

    I nod. “Yeah, uhm-” I stand up and actually spill my water this time. “Oh! Shit, I’m sorry!” I move to mop it up.

    Magdalene stands there watching me scramble, a smirk on her lips that does nothing to comfort me. “It’s ok, let the staff deal with it.”

    “No its-” I hit my head on the table as I go to stand. “Ow!”

    Magdalene sighs and sits down, tapping away at her phone as I take my slightly soggy seat. She then sets her phone down and looks up at me. She’s beautiful for sure, but I still don’t see her as my type. I had expected an incubus or maybe even a succubus who seemed more laidback. Magdalene screamed high maintenance.

    “Rommel told me all about you,” she says with an air of forced civility. “So, you broke up with a vampire?” She sips her wine, and I die a little inside.

    “No uhm...I didn’t break up it was uhm-” I swallow as the lump in my throat becomes painful. “I was held, hostage.”

    Her eyes widen, and she sets her glass down. “Oh! Oops,” she giggles. She glances to her phone as it chimes and she checks it. 

    “You look really cute tonight,” I say, but she doesn’t hear me.

    Magdalene sets her phone down. “So, have you eaten anything or do you want to just go?”

    I flinch and shake my head. “I thought this was-”

    “To be honest, I took this as a favor to Rommel,” she says. “I’m actually very busy. So if we could move this along, I’d really appreciate the help.”

    I shut down and screw my mouth into a tight line. 

    “You seem ok,” she says. “How about I let you continue what you were doing, and I just leave you be? Seems you prefer being alone anyways,” she giggles. “Bye!”

    I’m shocked. I watch as she struts out of the place and my gut sinks. I don’t know what to do. Is this normal? The waiter comes up, but I don’t really hear him. I end up just leaving and heading home. 

    The next day I get a phone call from Rommel and Styled Delights. “I want to apologize for last night,” he says with a hurried and angry tone. “I had no idea Magdalene would do such a thing. This goes against everything my company stands for. Please, let me make it up to you Ashley. I have my top two willing to take care of you today.”

    “Look, you don’t have to do this,” I mumble.

    “No, I have to. This is a blight on my prestige and my company. Please, they’re here waiting on you and are genuinely excited to meet you. This is all on me, Ashley.” Rommel sounds mortified and embarrassed, much like I did.

    “I don’t much feel like going out,” I reply.

    “No worries. I accounted for that already,” Rommel says excitedly. “Nicos and Ivy are going to give you the premium package today. They’re going to take you to their home where they are yours for the entire weekend.”

    “I uh-” I fidget.

    “Please, Ashley,” Rommel says.

    I sigh and give in. “I’ll be there in a few.”

    “Excellent, you won’t regret it this time, I promise or I’ll take matters into my own hands,” Rommel replies.

    I hang up. “I’m sure you would.” I get dressed and head back to Styled Delights’ building where I am quickly ushered to Rommel’s office.

    Sitting with Rommel is a succubus and an Incubus. The succubus is tall and pear-shaped. She’s wearing a pencil skirt with a t-shirt that’s shredded along the front, showing off her bra underneath. Her skin is dark blue with shimmering opal stripes. Her black hair is short and fluffy, and her horns come from the side of her head and stick straight out.

    Next to her is an incubus who is wearing tight jeans and an open hoodie. His skin is dark red, and he had black stripes coursing all over his body. He has long dark brown hair that he has tied into a ponytail. His horns come up from his forehead and curl like ram’s horns. He’s got extremely long legs, and he’s thicker than Rommel.

    “Ashley, welcome,” Rommel quickly scurries up to me. “This is Ivy and Nicos.”

    The two come up to me and Ivy smiles. “Oh, he is cute.” She touches my cheek, brushing her soft skin to my port wine birthmark. She then runs her fingers through my hair, her sharp nails dragging on my scalp. 

    Nicos comes up beside me, he’s just about my height, but I somehow feel shorter standing next to someone as attractive as he is. “Very cute,” he grins. “I like them nervous,” he says. “Or well, to not sound creepy, I like to take the nervous out of them.”

    I swallow. “Nice to meet you,” I say.

    “No worries, darling,” Ivy takes my hand. “Nicos and I are going to take good care of you. When this weekend is over, you’re going to be a new man.”

    Nicos puts his arm around me. “We have a reputation to uphold, and Magdalene has left a massive smudge on it. We take it personally.”

    Both of them smell so good, I don’t know if it’s perfume or just their natural scent. They lead me out of the building and into their car. Nicos and I sit in the back seat while Ivy drives.

    “I hope you like the ocean,” Ivy says back to me. “We’re taking you to our beach house. It’s a little cold right now, but we figured you’d enjoy the peace and quiet and getting away from the city.”

    “Oh uh, yeah, thank you.” I’m burning up. Not because the car is warm but because Nicos is so close to me.

    “Feel free to tell us if anything makes you uncomfortable,” Nicos says. His hand lands in my lap and rubs to my thigh. “And tell us exactly what we can do to make you feel better.”

    “We’re yours all weekend,” Ivy chuckles. “You can use us however you want.”

    I twitch as Nicos palm rubs to my crotch. “I really uhm-” I swallow, “I really wouldn’t know what to ask for.”

    Nicos smirks. “What would you like right now?”

    I bite my lip and turn my head, meeting Nicos’ kiss. He tastes good, a little sweet. His long tongue swirls in my mouth and pushes down my throat a little.

    “Something smells good,” Ivy purrs.

    Nicos pulls back and licks his lips. “I bet it tastes good too.”

    “What?” I gasp, feeling a bit dazed.

    “Play nice, Nicos,” Ivy giggles.

    Nicos kisses my neck, his palm rubbing against my ever hardening cock. “I am always nice, love,” he moans. “I’m just getting him warmed up.”

    Ivy glances back. “He playing nice, Ashley darling?”

    Nicos unzips my pants and tugs down my underwear. Ivy coos in awe. “Seems like you’re enjoying yourselves. I’m a bit jealous,” she giggles.

    Nicos strokes my cock with a big grin on his face. “Fuck, Ashley,” he moans. “That’s so nice of you.”

    I gasp and wriggle, thrusting my cock into his palm. “Wait I uhm-” I pant.

    Nicos bites my neck, and he squeezes his fingers around the base. “It’s ok, right?”

    “I uh-” I watch as precum dribbles down my tip. “Yeah,” I whisper.

    Nicos dips down, his tongue swirling around my cock as his mouth sinks around me. I cry out, bucking my hips and grasping onto Nicos’ ponytail.

    “Save some for me,” Ivy pouts from the driver seat.

    Nicos moans, pulling his head up and laughing. “There’s more than enough to go around, love. This one is dynamite.” He sinks back down, suckling on me as I roll my hips. He takes my cock to his throat and pulls back up, slurping and licking his chops. 

    “He’s so fucking tasty, love,” he says to Ivy.

    “I’m starving too,” Ivy grunts.

    “We’re almost home, no worries.” Nicos kisses me, pressing his bare chest against me as he strokes my cock. “Do you want to cum now?” He purrs. “Or do you want my lovely Ivy to finish you off?”

    I feel dazed and delirious, almost drunk off Nicos and his affections. I want to cum so bad. I want to cum on Nicos, but I always want to feel Ivy as well.

    “Go ahead and cum, Ashley darling,” Ivy says. “That’s what this trip is for. I’ll get you when we get home.”

    I look at Nicos, and he grins. “Please?” I pant.

    “I’m yours to command.” Nicos dips back down, taking my shaft into his mouth. He sucks me and takes me back to his throat. I groan, throwing my head back as my hips thrust and buck. I hear Ivy moan from the front and I gush into Nicos’ throat. I gasp and shudder, growling as my release doesn’t seem to end.

    When Nicos pulls up, my cum is on my lips. He licks them and swallows, a massive grin blooming on his face. “Oh fuck that’s good.”

    Ivy is panting and groaning. “I felt that,” she giggles. “I’m all excited.”

    “You should be,” Nicos kisses my cheek and snuggles up close. “This one may end up a keeper.”

    “I uhm-” I try to catch my breath. “It felt like you sucked my soul out!”

    “Isn’t he good at it?” Ivy says.

    “Just wait until Ivy,” Nicos says. “She’s a miracle worker.”

    Once we get to the beach house, I’m whisked inside. “Feel free to make yourself at home,” Ivy says as she strips out of her clothes right there. She sighs and stretches, and I watch Nicos disrobe as well.

    “We prefer to go au natural while in our home,” Ivy winks at me. “Is that a problem?”

    I stare at her body. Her small, perky breasts, her soft tummy, and her thighs that look like they could kill a man. “Not at all,” I whisper in awe.

    Nicos swats my ass. “Lovely thing, isn’t she?”

    Ivy smiles proudly. “My Nicos is such a flatterer.” She comes up to me and nuzzles to my cheek. “I’m very blessed to have me.” She kisses me and bites my lip. “But you’re the luckiest this weekend.”

    “Doesn’t he taste good?” Nicos says.

    Ivy coos and snuggles close to me, her warm, soft body pressed against mine. “He feels so nice,” she sighs. “I can’t wait to feel more.” She then breaks away. “But I want him to full stamina.” She steps away and smirks. “I’ll go make us a snack to recharge.” She saunters off, going to the kitchen where she slips on a robe.

    “Do you want any help?” I ask.

    “You’re so sweet,” Ivy smirks. “If you want to. I was just going to put a pizza on. Is that ok?”

    “Yeah,” I say. “That sounds good.”

    “You can help, but I don’t think I’ll need much,” Ivy says suggestively. 

    I swallow and walk into the kitchen with her. She takes a pizza from the freezer and opens it. She then bends slightly, rubbing her ass to my front. She holds up the pizza pan and takes the plastic off the pizza.

    “We have all sorts of movies and games,” she says. “Feel free to watch whatever you like.” She looks up as Nicos turns on the television.

    “I’m still trying to wrap my head around this,” I say. “I’m not used to-” I hear the sounds coming from the TV and look up to see Nicos has put on a porn movie.

    Ivy sets the pizza in the oven. “Used to what?” She takes off the apron and slides her hands under my shirt.

    Nicos has started jacking off as he watches the porn movie. “The uhm-” I start to pant. 

    Ivy pushes her head under my shirt, kissing my chest and biting my nipples. She moans, rubbing her bare chest to mine. “Your birthmark goes farther down.” She pets where the stain goes along my ribs.

    I take off my shirt, and Ivy smirks up at me. “Too much?”

    I tilt her chin up, kissing her. She moans softly, and I can feel her nipples getting hard. Nicos is moaning from the sofa, echoing the sounds from the TV.

    “We’re very laid back here,” Ivy tells me. “If we’re horny we take care of it. If we want sex, we do it.” She opens up my jeans and lets them drop. She then jumps up onto the counter and spreads her thighs before me. Her fingers reach down and massage her plump mound. Her juices drip onto the countertop.

    “Pleasure is important.” Her fingers open her folds and show off her cute, wet pussy. “Everyone deserves it. Everyone needs it.” She tilts her head and smiles at me. “Would you like to taste, Ashley darling?”

    I move close, rubbing my fingers to her slit before kneeling down and kissing her lips there. Ivy purrs, reaching down and grasping my hair in his hand. I lick, tasting her nectar and moaning, her clit is thick and growing, I suck on it, and she lets out a loud cry.

    “You too?” Nicos chuckles. “Lucky you,” he says to Ivy.

    “Mm,” Ivy grunts. “He’s good.”

    Nicos kneels down beside me, rubbing to my cock again. “Is my lovely Ivy getting you hard again?” He moans. “Do you want to cum in her?”

    I pull back, her cum stringing from my chin. I catch my breath and lick my lips clean. “You two aren’t fair.”

    “We’re extremely fair. This is all you.” Nicos kisses me and licks Ivy’s mess from my chin. “We’re here to see to your wants and needs. That’s the whole point of this therapy.”

    Ivy slicks her fingers inside herself and moans. “Didn’t it feel good when Nicos eased your nerves?”

    “Yeah,” I whisper.

    Ivy reaches out to me. “Then leave your doubts with me.”

    I fall into her arms, pressing her down onto the counter. I rub against her, slicking myself in her cum before I press inside. Ivy cries out and laughs, squeezing tight around me.

“Oh fuck,” Nicos purrs. “That’s beauty right there.”

    Ivy moans and sighs as I move inside her. She’s so warm and tight, and it feels like she’s trying to pull me deeper. Her inner walls twist around me in a sensation I’ve never felt before. I’m still sensitive from Nicos’ affections in the car, but I’m trying to hold on.

    Nicos grabs my ass and moans into my ear. “She feels so good right?” He growls. His fingers dig deeper and slip between the crack. 

    I grunt and moan, thrusting my hips harder. Ivy cries out and gropes her small breasts, kneading her nipples as her tongue hangs out. 

    “She likes you,” Nicos slick fingers slip into my pucker. “We both like you.”

    I cry out, shuddering and releasing inside Ivy. She cooes and mewls, her lashes fluttering as her inner walls clamp around me and won’t let me go. Nicos grunts, his cum splashing on my ass and thigh as he rubs against me.

    The oven dings and Ivy chuckles. “Just in time,” she purrs.

    “I’ll get it love,” Nicos grunts. “You enjoy yourself.”

    Ivy looks up at me and laughs. “You feel so good inside me,” she sighs. “Your cock, your cum,” she rolls her hips. “I can’t wait to feel more.”

    I’m finally able to pull out and Ivy cups her hand around her mound. I feel taller somehow, relaxed and comfortable. It’s strange, I’m always so alert and tense and yet now...I feel good.”

    Nicos sets the pizza on the stove to cool, and he moves between Ivy and me. She licks her and swirls his tongue inside her pussy. Ivy’s eyes roll back, and she squeals happily. Nicos slurps and licks, cleaning her with glee. 

    “Fuck that’s addictive,” Nicos moans as he rises.

    I stare in awe, feeling myself getting aroused again. “You two really do uhm...go all out,” I chuckle.

    “That’s just the start, Ashley darling,” Ivy coos.

    All weekend I don’t think I ever wear any clothes. Well, Nicos and Ivy never wear them either, so it’s fine. We have sex and enjoy one another. I’ve never felt so comfortable in my whole life as I do with Ivy and Nicos. I love kissing them and feeling their bodies pressed against mine. I love touching them and pleasing them. 

    Nicos is a little greedy, he gives me a look from time to time, and if I don’t respond quickly, he’ll be touching himself. He puts on a show when he does, stroking his cock or riding a toy to his heart’s content.

    “Let him go,” Ivy chuckles. “He’ll have his fun one way or another.”

    Ivy is more subtle, but still just as needy as Nicos. Watching her and Nicos have sex is almost like a work of art. Both of them are so attuned to the other it’s like their dancing the perfect Tango. The way Ivy fucks Nicos ass makes me feel like I have no clue how to make love. 

    In the short weekend, we have together, I feel so close to the two of them. I try not to think about how once this weekend is over and we go back to the city, I may never see the two of them again.

    On our last morning in the beach house, both of them are snuggled up to me. Ivy peeks her eyes open to Nicos and smiles. “Seems like such a shame, doesn’t it?”

    “It is,” Nicos yawns. “He’ll go to waste.”

    “Look at all the love bruises we’ve left on him.” Ivy traces the hickies and bites that are dotted all over my body. 

    “Mm,” Nicos kisses my neck and chest. “Will anyone else make us feel so good?”

    “Not likely,” Ivy snuggles close, tangling her legs with mine. “This one is special. I think we should keep him.”

    “What?”  sit up, but they push me back down. They climb on top of me and grin. 

    “Stay with us, Ashley, darling,” Ivy purrs.

    “Be our companion and muse,” Nicos brushes my hair from my face. “There’s something about you that’s too good to give back to the world. We’ll take care of you for as long as you want us.”

    I bite my cheek. “Is that...are you allowed to do that?”

    “We can do whatever we want,” Ivy brushes her fingers down my cheek. “So, what do you say? Do you wish to stay with us?”

    “Of course I do,” I murmur.

    They both kiss me and press close to me. Our bodies tangle together. I can’t be more relieved, I didn’t want this weekend to end, let alone lose them. Something about Ivy and Nicos felt so endearing and special to me. I was worried I was just another client to them.

    After we return, I’m called back to Styled Delights for an interview with Rommel about how my trip with Nicos and Ivy was.

    “You look great,” Rommel grins. “I trust Ivy and Nicos did their job?”

    “Very well,” I say with a nod. “I must say, I’m a full believer in your therapy system now.”

    “You show it. You’re a much different person than who I first met.” Rommel smirks at me, brushing his fingers against the nape of my neck. “Now I wanted to ask you just a few questions for-”

    The door opens, and Magdalene comes storming in. “I’m fired?” She snaps.

    Rommel sighs and stands up. “I gave you a chance, and you turned into a scheme for yourself.”

    Magdalene stops when she sees me, her eyes flashing open wide and she snaps her frustration to me, “What did you tell him? I thought we had a deal!”

    “I didn’t have to say anything. Rommel just knew,” I reply as my nerves start to return.

    Magdalene smirks. “Look at you,” she scoffs. She sniffs the air around me. “Somethings different.” She then grins. “Give me a second chance,” she licks her lips. “I can be very persuasive.”

    “He’s spoken for,” Rommel growls. “Ivy and Nicos have taken him on as a permanent client. Had you performed your job as asked, you may have earned such a privilege.” 

    Magdalene growls then strips off her dress. “Right now! I’ll show him!”

    “That’s cute,” Ivy chuckles as she walks into the room. 

Magdalene glares at her heatedly. 

Nicos clicks his tongue. “Such a shame you have to resort such cheap ploys.”

Ivy takes my hand and cuddles up beside me. “We’ve come to take our client out for dinner,” she says. “He’s earned a special reward after having to deal with you.”

Nicos winks at Magdalene. “Maybe when you figure yourself out you can join us one day.” He joins Ivy and me as we walk out the door. Behind us, I can hear Rommel and Magdalene fighting.

“Now, what would you like to eat today, Ashley darling?” Ivy asks.

“I’m not very hungry,” I chuckle. “But uhm…” I grope her ass and watch as she grins brightly. “I do have a craving for something.”

“Oh my, we’ve made a monster,” Nicos smirks. He kisses me and moans softly. “I’m loving it.”

“This way, Ashley darling,” Ivy says. “We’ll go home and take care of that craving right away.”