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 Twenty-One.

21st Night—Shadows of the Night

“You know, you really don’t have to if you don’t want to.” Dhiar reclined against Siros in the coach.

It was horse-drawn, but by no horses known to the dwellers of the surface; no, these were special steeds, just as the ones in Lothring’s place. Though these seemed much more lively. They simply were of the same stock as the vampires, the throngs of undead who had forged ahead into the uncertain darkness and made Noctemburg what it had become.

Dhiar liked the cabs. He was never really a huge fan of automobiles. He wasn’t good at driving them, though Chana seemed to like them. Siros’s presence made everything better, though. Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 21 →

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 Twenty.

20th Night—I’m So Sorry Baby

“I probably don’t have to tell you,” Dhiar started, playing his fingers along Siros’s chest, “but I don’t tend to let myself get entangled with angels.”

“Oh!” Siros took Dhiar’s hand by the wrist and brought it up to his lips, kissing it. “If you want me to go, I–”

The hand wriggled away and the Incubus pressed his fingers to Siros’s mouth. “Shush. What I was going to say was that I typically don’t let myself get entangled with angels, because so many of them here are so vastly inferior to the dream-come-true I happen to be faced with right now.” He grinned, leaning up to replace his fingers with his lips. “Siros, the last few days have been like a fantasy. I keep thinking I’ll wake up in my shop and it’ll have all been some kind of cruel dream.” Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 20 →

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 Nineteen.

19th Night—Foundation of Our Love

Dhiar found himself lavishing in the presence of Siros. It was easy to do. He could still taste pomegranate in his mouth, fresh pomegranate and the sweet kisses of the angel next to him, curled against him, a hand occasionally moving along his body. Dhiar kept close, an arm around the other man, careful of his delicate wings. They glistened like opals in the dim light.

The sex had all been fantastic. They had stayed in the realm of licking, touching, suckling, stroking… nothing past that, but between the two of them, it was more than enough. With so many, it always escalated so quickly to penetration of one or the other. This felt more luxurious, somehow. He always loved the feeling of exploration of another, physically and beyond. Continue reading Incubus Tales: Chapter 19 →