Monthly Archives: December 2016

Serial fiction

Incubus Tales: Chapter 5

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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 Thursdays. This week is Chapter Five.

5th Night—Get to Burning

“You’re an amazing cook, Dhiar!” Evvin rubbed his full stomach, smiling appreciatively to the Incubus seated next to him.

In front of them, on the coffee table in the centre of the sofa and chairs, sat a clay pot, and in it rested the meagre remains of the broth and fragments of food. The room still bore the comforting aroma of kabocha and tofu. Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 5 →

Serial fiction

The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 17

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Welcome to The Prince’s Boy by Cecilia Tan, a tale of a prince and his whipping boy ensnared in a plot of dark erotic magic. Warning: explores themes of dubious consent and situations of sexual jeopardy. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Wednesday. This week is Chapter Seventeen: Jorin

17: Jorin

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“Tcha. You just need to suck the heat out of it,” Bear said, drawing up water from the pump behind the stable and soaking my shirt with it, then pressing the wet, wadded cloth against my eye.

I did not flinch from the pressure or the cold. The chill dulled the pain, and in some way I couldn’t explain the feeling of Bear’s other hand, holding my head steady, felt as soothing as the cloth itself. I stayed still, then he pressed my own hand against the cloth and went back to pump up more of the water so cold it was nearly ice. Continue reading The Prince’s Boy: Chapter 17 →

Serial fiction

Capricious: Chapter 9

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Welcome to Capricious by Julie Cox, a Texan tale of love and magic. NSFW.

A new chapter appears every Tuesday. This week is Chapter Nine. Listen to the audio version at Nobilis Erotica here!

Chapter 9

Luke was released from the hospital after thirty-nine stitches, a dizzying amount of medication, and a blood transfusion. He took one look at his truck, with the back window shattered and the seats soaked with blood, and called for a tow. Sally drove him to his house in her car. Continue reading Capricious: Chapter 9 →

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Serial fiction

Incubus Tales: Chapter 4

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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 Thursdays. This week is Chapter Four.

4th Night—A Case of You

 

Dhiar wished he smoked. He could start, he knew, but he didn’t really want to. It’s not that he had any concerns for his body—he could manipulate every part of it, if need be—but he simply didn’t like the taste.

Incense was a different thing altogether. His fingers slipped into the little paper wrapper and pulled out a stalk, setting it in its holder. The box of matches made rushing sounds like a rain stick when he picked it up. He clasped a single wooden match with his fingernails and drew it out, holding it more firmly to strike it, and then to light the tip of the incense. Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 4 →