Welcome to Incubus Tales: A Thousand Words by Hushicho. In Noctemberg, it is always night. Dhiar, proprietor and gay incubus, welcomes you to Phantasies, a very special shop. Sensuality is more than just Dhiar’s stock in trade, it is his raison d’être. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Thursday. This week is Chapter Forty-Nine.

49th Night—Carnival

Two bodies writhed, wet and supple, on the deck.

At first it had started with getting clean. That lasted an impressive handful of seconds before the sheer lust of seeing the naked body of lovers overtook them; it was remarkable, actually, that they had lasted this long without entering one or the other. Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 49 →

Welcome to Incubus Tales: A Thousand Words by Hushicho. In Noctemberg, it is always night. Dhiar, proprietor and gay incubus, welcomes you to Phantasies, a very special shop. Sensuality is more than just Dhiar’s stock in trade, it is his raison d’être. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Thursday. This week is Chapter Forty-Eight.

48th Night—Dry Grass and Shadows

Here they were, more than halfway to Scotland, and the two of them bounced impatiently in the cabin of the ship. The sun drew closer to the horizon, and soon the sky would be illuminated only by the pinpricks of stars and the distant glow of the occasional port town.

Dhiar could have just altered his body, but that wouldn’t have been sporting. Besides which, he had reached and surpassed the point where any significant alterations of the body were only reluctantly undertaken; Chana seemed to have more proclivities to shapeshifting than he did. He felt it was just an unnecessary bother, aside from the occasional detail, here or there. Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 48 →

Welcome to Incubus Tales: A Thousand Words by Hushicho. In Noctemberg, it is always night. Dhiar, proprietor and gay incubus, welcomes you to Phantasies, a very special shop. Sensuality is more than just Dhiar’s stock in trade, it is his raison d’être. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Thursday. This week is Chapter Forty-Seven.

47th Night—Trouble Me

Dhiar slid his hands up Adoric’s tunic, feeling the hair on his chest and over his stomach. He sighed and kissed at the back of the man’s neck. Chana was well on her way to take the train. She’d be in Berlin days or weeks before he would be, but he resolved he could not leave Adoric so quickly.

The first mate, meanwhile, had requested some leave and of course got it; he was actually more senior than the current captain of the vessel.

“So, shall we get off to the north? Perhaps the Isle of Man?” Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 47 →

Welcome to Incubus Tales: A Thousand Words by Hushicho. In Noctemberg, it is always night. Dhiar, proprietor and gay incubus, welcomes you to Phantasies, a very special shop. Sensuality is more than just Dhiar’s stock in trade, it is his raison d’être. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Thursday. This week is Chapter Forty-Six.

46th Night—Universe Tipping

“I come from a city on the water,” Dhiar explained, his voice sweet and lingering on the air, vibrating lightly in the ears. “Tall and short buildings, stone paths all around, winding between the buildings and neighborhoods. So many trees. The grandest trees dwarf all the buildings, making huge canopies. Their arms stretch out, as if they were our guardians. They may well be.”

Adoric’s eyes were wide. He lifted his arms as the Incubus slipped his shirt off after his turtleneck. The man’s body felt warm and soft, with the light hairs all over the chest and down to the navel. He eased back to the bed, atop the mattress, and Dhiar all but draped over him like a personal blanket. Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 46 →