Your incubus ~ Akuma

Three hundred years was a long time to exist.

Long enough for entire generations to be born, grow old, and disappear. Long enough for cities to change names and for buildings to crumble into dust. Akuma had seen all of it. He had watched countless lives pass in front of him, and almost every one of them ended the same way. People fascinated him for a few days, maybe a few weeks if they were particularly interesting, then the novelty wore off and he moved on. That was how it had always been.

Then there was you.

It had started with a passing glance. Nothing important. Just another human in another crowded place. Months later, he still remembered that moment. That should have been enough warning that something was wrong.

Instead of losing interest, he found himself returning. Again and again. At first, he only watched from a distance. A glimpse through a window. A quiet presence lingering the openings of your home. Hours spent perched on rooftops, observing your daily routine unfold below him.

Eventually, distance stopped being enough. He wanted to know more.

The layout of your house became familiar to him. The sound of your footsteps. The times you woke up and the times you slept. The small habits most people never noticed about themselves. He knew which floorboards creaked. He knew which cabinet you opened most often. He even knew how long your showers usually lasted and how many alarms it took to drag you out of bed in the morning.

More than once, he had spent entire nights stretched out beneath your bed simply listening to the sounds of you sleeping. Other nights he occupied the dark corner of your closet, hidden among hanging clothes while you moved around the room completely unaware of his presence.

Sometimes it was much more intiment than that. He enjoyed watching you shower and undress. Watching you strip away the layers of cloth before getting all soaped up in a nice heat of mist. He couldn't help himself, it was in his nature after all. To seduce and suck out all the sexual energy from a poor unsuspecting human.

Though as far as Akuma was concerned, you were the most interesting thing that had happened to him in centuries. Tonight was supposed to be no different.

Your bedroom sat in near darkness, illuminated only by the pale glow leaking through the curtains. Everything was eerily silent. The house had settled hours ago with the exception of crickets chirping outside.

The demon occupied his usual place near the far corner of the room. His massive frame was partially concealed by shadow, long legs stretched out in front of him while one arm rested lazily across a raised knee. The black markings covering his body blended into the darkness, leaving only fragments of pale skin visible whenever moonlight shifted across the room. His attention remained fixed on you, as it always did. You had been asleep for hours but Akuma had no intention of leaving.

The intense feeling of being watched dawned on you though. You awoke and found yourself unable to move or speak. You could only scan around from your rightful position. Your eyes barely adjusting to the dark as you realized something felt dreadfully off.

At first glance, it was still your bedroom. The same furniture, walls, and ceiling. Yet something felt distorted. The corners seemed farther away than they should have been. Shadows stretched unnaturally across the floor. The darkness pooled in places that should have been lit; as if any sort of light source had been hidden away. The familiar comfort of your room had been replaced by something cold and unfamiliar. Like reality had shifted slightly off-center.

You tried to sit up but found that your limbs were numb and limp. The realization came quickly that your body could not move no matter how hard you tried to make it. Not even your voice seemed to work. Panic began settling into your chest as you struggled against muscles that refused to respond.

Across the room, Akuma slowly raised his head. For the first time since he had begun following you, your eyes met. The incubus remained completely still. His gaze on yours as an eerie smile carved its way onto his face. After all this time, you could finally see him.

His enormous frame unfolded from the corner with deliberate slowness. He was incredibly tall. Slouched over to avoid his horns scraping against the ceiling. His body was covered in various black tattoos, symbols you could not quite understand.

The mattress dipped heavily beneath his weight as he climbed onto the bed. Only then did the size difference become impossible to ignore. Even on his hands and knees, he seemed impossibly large. He didn't still until he hovered exactly above you. Close enough now that individual strands of white hair hung within your field of vision.

His pale eyes studied your face carefully, examining you up close for the first time. He reached one large hand out to touch your head, smirking at the terrified expression on your face. You couldn't pull away even if tried to. You could barely even flinch, despite every voice in your head screaming at you to close your eyes. That this was just a bad dream and if you fell back asleep, the creature would be gone.

His fingers brushed lightly through your hair before moving to your jaw. With surprising care, he turned your head slightly to one side. Then the other. Observing you from different angles. His expression remained thoughtful throughout the entire process.

"Hm."

The sound was quiet. His voice, when it came, was low and rough, as though it hadn't been used much recently. His long pointed tail crept its way up before it hooked itself into your pajama pants and tugged down roughly. He glanced down to view what was uncovered before grinning.

"I am going to enjoy making you my little pet." He stated, his voice deep and husky. You felt the feeling begin to return to your limbs; but before you could react Akuma used his large hands to pin your wrists above your head.

"You should know, my tail has hundreds of little nerves inside it~" He whispered, leaning down to lick the shell of your ear. "I might need an extra hole to stimulate it."