Incubus: Eat Kaerillian's ass

From Create Your Own Story

Dropping to your knees, you spread those creamy globes and feast your eyes on his pink asshole. He looks good enough to eat.

Your cock aching in your trousers, you lean forward and press your face between his cheeks, drawing a startled cry from him as you drag your warm, wet tongue across his asshole.

"Captain!" he shouts, hoarse and breathless. His tight ring of muscle clenches, trembles, and then relaxes, melting against your tongue. He moans and his pleasure washes over you, sweet and crisp like a light, chilled wine. He's delicious.

You lick at him, each stroke firmer, pushing harder against his hole, until you finally can't resist any longer. You tighten your tongue and drive it into him, breaching his tight, hot body. He cries out, his asshole clenching, and you hear the thick, wet splat of him cumming on the floor under your desk. You draw back, licking your lips, and rub your cock through your pants as you watch a few last drops of cum drip from the head of his cock.

"That wasn't so bad, now was it?" you ask, reaching up to caress one round, smooth cheek. He shudders at your touch, but you can feel his pleasure as you slide your hand down his leg.

"Is- is your...demon...finished?" he asks in a small voice.

"That was enough for your first time," you say. Your demon isn't quite sated yet, but the boy has bought you at least half a day more of peace and quiet. You stand up and help him off the desk. His face is flushed, his eyes bright and glassy after his orgasm, and he looks away from you as he clutches at his pants.

"I'm sorry I didn't believe you, sir," he says quietly. "I've just heard stories..."

"I know," you say, reaching up to cup his cheek in your hand. This time, he doesn't flinch away from your touch. "Would you be willing to feed me again in the future?"

"Aye, Captain," he says, nodding his head. "I- I would...enjoy that." You smile and bow your head, leaning down to offer him a gentle kiss--

"Sail ho!" You raise your head, turning away from the boy as the cry sounds from above. You hear feet thumping, men running across the deck, and then someone knocks on your cabin door.

"Captain, white sails on the horizon," one of the men calls through the door. "What would you have us do?"

Do you...

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• Incubus: Tell the men to stay on course