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 Thirteen.

13th Night—Twilight Galaxy

“Evvin, darling!”

The Incubus’s voice rang through the shop’s sales floor. Soon, the well-pierced and increasingly well-groomed man appeared before him, smiling and waving. His eyes held a sheepish spark in them.

Dhiar threw his arms around Evvin, pulling him close and pressing a kiss to his lips. Just for a moment, he lingered; just a little longer than necessary.

“How’s business been?” He ran his fingertip along Evvin’s ear, around the bumps and curves of his many rings and studs. “Sorry to have stayed away so long. I intended to just go and come back, but well… you know how one thing leads to another. Got a regular order out of it.”

Evvin slid his arms along Dhiar’s shoulders, leaning in for another sweet kiss, then another. “Anton came by, so I… did my best to help him keep himself fresh. Just in case you sprang a pop quiz on him.”

“Oh, did you now…” Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 13 →

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 Twelve.

12th Night—Black Sheep

“More! More!” Dhiar felt Lothring inside him, deep inside. And this time, it was so hot, churning inside as it filled him. He hummed little moans of pleasure, slowly licking his lips.

The other man panted, though he did not strictly need to breathe. He grinned wickedly down at the Incubus, chest rising and falling. His eyes smouldered, fire dancing within their ruby depths. He liked that Dhiar’s eyes were almost the same colour as his own.

“Ohh… more…” Dhiar reached up to run a hand along Lothring’s side, laughing deep, a rumbling vibrating in his throat. “More…” Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 12 →

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 Eleven.

11th Night—Help, I’m Alive

This part of the city wasn’t really a proper part of the city. It had been, once, but with the migration—a slow migration, given the general longevity of its inhabitants—it was simply left to deteriorate, to become as dilapidated and abandoned as it had. It was easy to see that the place had once been grand and beautiful. It still possessed a certain beauty, but one tinged with sadness; nothing new had been built in ages.

The primary reasoning behind this was that it had become a kind of relic itself, and home to relics. The oldest vampire of the city, the most ancient demon, could not compare to the age of the youngest revenant. Even if physically they remained young, there was something about them… something about their dark eyes, their pallid, cool bodies… the way they moved, the unnatural silence with which they seemed to do everything. Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 11 →