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.

40th Night—Scenery

Another night passed in a smoky club. All of Chana’s favourite clubs were underground, figuratively if not literally; every last one of them required some sort of secret to access, which heightened the appeal for the Succubus. To her, predictability and ease chipped off great chunks of anything’s allure.

In Dhiar existed a similar sort of sentiment, although it became somewhat daunting that literally every place they went required some considerable procedure only to walk through the door. It exhausted one before even procuring a table. Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 40 →

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 Thirty-Nine.

39th Night—Down to You

Despite wishes to the contrary, Dhiar and Merry could not neglect everything else to spend all their time together; Dhiar had Chana to placate, and Merry his own work to do and things that demanded his time. So the day found the Incubus in town with his sister, strolling down a street filled with life.

Racks of clothes sat outside some of the shops, coaxing passers-by, while just a short distance away, people sat on the terrace to sip their teas and coffees in the clear weather. A familiar breeze rustled Dhiar’s curls.

“We’ll have rain.” Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 39 →

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 Thirty-Eight.

38th Night—Many Moons

They hadn’t done anything particularly naughty. But it was shortly after the cordial had been finished, and both Dhiar and Merry were naked and laughing. They lounged in the tub, filled with warm water. It started out hot, but it had cooled. With the both of them in it and the room so warm, it stayed at a comfortable temperature.

Dhiar splashed a bit at Merry, who shielded his face and then splashed back.

“I’ve never really done this sort of thing!” Merry offered again, as if to justify it all. “My baths have always been strictly solitary affairs.” Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 38 →

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 Thirty-Seven.

37th Night—Night Scented Stock

Dhiar felt Merry. More specifically, he felt the man’s body against his own, and it made him happy. He had said farewell to Chana at the party, expressed that he would see her the next day sometime, and then they returned to Merry’s flat.

It was hardly a glorious or luxurious residence, but it was nice and warm and intimate, and as it was on the edge of the city, it was more generous than inner-city life would have given. Presumably, it was also less expensive. Dhiar always reflected on the strange dynamic of human value, especially in cities. On one hand, some of the places were very close to trendy spots, and on the other, they were often tiny, squalid little affairs. Other places weren’t so convenient to trends, but they were much more pleasant to live in; yet somehow they often seemed the cheaper of the two options. Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 37 →