Incubus Boyfriend Vallois (special preview)

I take the phone and my eyes widen a bit. The model is a succubus. He’s tall and well built, very lean with ink blue skin, pure white body hair, and pitch black eyes. The photo Kara showed me had him posed on a chaise lounge with a sheer bolt of fabric over his lap.

“Isn’t he great?” Kara giggles.

“You’re unleashing and incubus on these women?” I snap as I hand the phone back.

Kara gazes at the picture one more time. “It’ll be a good meal for him.”

I sniff and shake my head. “If anything, I’m going to watch a grand disaster unfold. Mark my words, no pictures are getting drawn that night.”

“Eh,” Kara shrugs. “They’re at least paying me for this class.”

The next evening I make my way down to the rec center. The place hasn’t been updated since the seventies, so stepping inside is like walking through time. The pea soup green paint and fermented yellow floors really bring me back to days or listening to my father’s band play in the auditorium there.

As I walk into Kara’s classroom the romance novel club is already giggling and laughing. I walk inside and choose a seat off to the side of the stage. I’ve worn my overalls that are already covered in paint and stains and my hair is tied back sloppily.

Kara walks over to me and sighs. “He’s late.”

“Really?” I ask as I set up my easel.

Kara looks over at the romance novel club. “If he doesn’t show can I get you to do it?”

I glare at her and she looks away.

The door opens and the incubus walks in. A hush falls over the wine moms as he strides towards Kara.

“Sorry I’m late,” he says with a voice that could melt steel beams. “I was helping my niece with her homework and her mother ran late from picking her up.”

“It’s ok, Vallois” Kara says with a smile. “Do you want to go get ready?” She motions to the back room. “I have it all set up for you.”

Vallois white eyes lashes are long and thick, it’s something you can’t help but notice. He turns slightly, catching you staring and he smiles.

“Hello,” he winks then turns back to Kara. “All I need to do is undress, you didn’t need to go out of your way.” He follows Kara to the back as the romance novel club starts to whisper excitedly.

A few moments later Vallois walks out from the back room and another hush falls over the room. You look up from your pencils and charcoal and even you’re struck silent for a moment.

“Yowza,” you whisper as you push your glasses back up your nose.

Vallois saunters onto the stage, confidence fully on display as well as his cock. He stands before us, taking his hair down from the high ponytail. His white hair falls over his shoulders and down his back. 

“How should I pose?” He asks Kara.

“Anyway you’d like,” Kara says. “I’m very certain they aren’t going to mind one way or there other.”

The wine moms giggle in excitement, taking to their art pads as Kara takes his pose. I’m still a bit stunned. I had known all this time and incubus would be taking the center stage but it prepared me little for actually seeing him.

Vallois is lovely and his body is as close to perfect and godly as any of us would ever get to. It was no wonder so many people would let an incubus into their beds with no issue.

I started to draw and I found it came so easily. I was able to draw Vallois with no issue whatsoever. This hadn’t happened to me in what felt like decades. I sketched him several times, filling up the first half of my art pad with ideas and designs.