The summer night was temperate and balmy. Wei Wuxian prowled the residential streets clad in silver chains and black leather, skirting the tree line of a public park as he surveyed the high-rise apartments opposite. The city lights cast a pale orange glow on the horizon, a golden halo of modern life and light pollution. Off in the distance the nightlife flourished, the darkness there illuminated by so many lights that it seemed as if it were day; here, the air was still but for the rustling of trees, the streets dark but for the isolated pools of light cast by street lamps.
It was midnight, and Wei Wuxian was hungry.
Really, he was spoiled for choice. The city was home to millions of souls, those living, breathing things, each of them packed full of the energy that he needed to survive. Wei Wuxian had sampled many of them already; indulged in the breathless rough and tumble of narrow alleys and filthy backstreets, the cramped and seedy ecstasy of nightclub bathrooms. What he wanted tonight was a different kind of thrill — a thrill best found in the kind of neighbourhood comfortable enough to leave a balcony door open at night — and he caught it in the air when the wind blew past. It was laden with the musky scent of arousal, the sweetest perfume he knew.
Keen grey eyes scanned the towering façade of the high-rise apartment block, seeking out the scent. High above the meagre street the sliver of an open balcony beckoned, as coquettish and alluring as any tight clothes or bedroom eyes or exposed thighs in a dark club might be.
Wei Wuxian leapt up onto the balcony from a standing start, easily clearing the distance in one bound. The sliding door was only barely ajar, but the scent from within seeped out in thick waves. He carefully pulled the door open until he could just squeeze through and slipped into the apartment.
He appraised his surroundings appreciatively. The night was dark but his excellent vision was clear; he stood in the doorway to a simple but luxurious bedroom, the furnishings subdued in a way that emphasised the quality of their material and craftsmanship. The space was dominated by a huge bed with light blue sheets. It was occupied by the source of the smell that had drawn Wei Wuxian's attention.
He sauntered over, his steps as transient as mist and his leather boots silent against the dark wood floor. The sleeping figure lay sprawled on his back, miles of black hair radiating over the pillows like spilled ink. His pyjama shirt had pulled up to reveal a finely-carved midsection, the sheets thrown over his lower half. Wei Wuxian felt his blood begin to stir, warmth pooling between his legs at the sight of such delectable prey, immobilised and unaware. His target was broad and well-muscled with features fine as white jade, placid and tranquil with sleep.
Wei Wuxian couldn't have asked for a better meal. He rolled his shoulders, his bestial characteristics emerging as the pull to claim his prize sang through his blood. Gently, gently, he peeled the covers away, careful not to tear the soft sheets with his claws or awake the sleeping beauty before he had begun to feed. He gave a murmur of delight when the man's bare skin came into view, his pyjama trousers cast aside and his lower half totally bare; his soft, generous cock lay heavily against one thigh, spend still glistening on the tip. Wei Wuxian took a moment to say a prayer to high hell in thanks for his excellent fortune. The man's v-cut abs pointed down towards his thick cock like an arrow, like it was just inviting Wei Wuxian to get his hands on it.
And get his hands on it he did. He crawled onto the bed with all the sinuous, silent grace of a panther, a black shadow against the pale sheets, illuminated only by two fervent red eyes burning in the dark. He rested himself on his belly, sliding his palms up the insides of his quarry's lightly-haired thighs. The stranger's cock was delightful — thick and well-sized even when soft, lying prettily against his thigh with just the wet tip peeking shyly out from its foreskin. The man had clearly touched himself before falling asleep; the air was fragrant with the smell of sex and sandalwood, his cockhead still flushed and red.
"Tsk tsk. Naughty boy," Wei Wuxian muttered, his mouth watering. He gently ran one black claw down the sensitive length, making it twitch. Wei Wuxian gripped those broad thighs firmly and bent his head to the man's crotch, cleaning his cock of cum with eager little kitten licks. Heat pooled between his thighs as he lapped and sucked, moaning softly at the bitter, salty taste that bloomed on his tongue and made his back teeth ache. The demon licked his palm and stroked the length, pulling back the foreskin to reveal the shiny glans and sucking it into his mouth for more of his taste. The sleeping man's body began to react, his cock thickening in Wei Wuxian's hand and leaking precum into his mouth. The flavour was exquisite, but not enough; tasting the last remnants of a bygone orgasm was like drinking water on an empty stomach, teasing his hunger and making his appetite flare to life. He needed more, and he needed it now.
Wei Wuxian pulled off with a wet sound. His cunt was flushed and dripping with arousal and he scrambled to get onto his knees, straddling the man's narrow hips. The human's breathing was still perfectly even and heavy with sleep, his lips slightly parted. The demon's glamour finally fell, the illusion of clothes melting away to reveal toned muscles and a scattering of black scales that hugged his chest and hips. Wei Wuxian's thighs trembled while he positioned the man's now-erect cock against his aching cunt. It throbbed and leaked in his hand, the girth delightfully thick and the length enough to make Wei Wuxian's body clench with anticipation. The succubus rocked his hips in mid-air and guided the fat head of the stranger's dick up and down his slit, helpless in the face of driving need and feral hunger. This human was going to feed him so well. Wei Wuxian could practically taste the potent yang energy already, a ravenous ache settling deep into his spiritual veins.
"Ah, yes," he sighed, hissing through clenched teeth. He lined the head up with his hole and sank down slowly, forcing himself to pace his lust. He braced himself against the sleeping man's abdomen, whimpering when their hips drew flush together, the whole, mouth-watering length buried in him to the hilt. Wei Wuxian choked on a sob, rocking back and forth a little and grinding that cock in deeper.
He soon fell into a steady pace, the muscles in his glutes and thighs flexing as he rode the unsuspecting human below him. Wei Wuxian tossed his head back and laughed with delight, raising himself up and dropping back down onto the turgid length again and again and relishing the way it filled him up, stretched him open, stroked his walls. His eyes fluttered closed, one sharp fang biting his lip.
"Mn… hmm…?"
Wei Wuxian's eyes flew open, his black lips curling into a wide grin. Bleary, sleeping eyes cracked open and revealed confused golden irises as the man he was riding roused from his slumber, a hand reaching out to grasp Wei Wuxian's hip. A little frown furrowed his brow, his lips plump from sleep. The demon's hands slid sensuously from the man's stomach up to his chest, pushing away his pyjama shirt to reveal nicely-defined pecs — but, more importantly, to hold him down in case he started resisting.
"Get off," the man rasped, voice hoarse and tongue thick. He glared up at Wei Wuxian with a frost that might have permeated his bones if his body weren't already on fire, ablaze with lust.
"Hush, pretty thing," Wei Wuxian crooned, squeezing his pelvic floor. The man's eyes rolled back a little, glazed with confused pleasure, and he let out a soft moan. "Just lie back and enjoy it."
Wei Wuxian leaned back and braced himself against the stranger's legs, giving him a fine view of where his cock was buried in Wei Wuxian's cunt, and rolled his hips fluidly until the man's breath stuttered. Gold eyes fixed hungrily on the succubus' dusky pussy and his engorged clit, and Wei Wuxian knew he'd won his prey then, just like he always did. He continued to rock against him shallowly, keeping his hole stuffed full while he petted his clit for show.
"Oh!" he gasped in surprise as the stranger surged upwards, throwing him off balance before he could react. He purred with pleasure when two large hands landed on his hips and firmly gripped his narrow waist rather than throwing him off. The human curled closer into him until Wei Wuxian was sat in his lap and used his leverage to thrust up into Wei Wuxian's sloppy hole ardently, bouncing him on his cock.
"Nnn, nnnn, oh — that's good — yes, just like that…'' Wei Wuxian babbled enthusiastically. His partner growled, low and guttural in a way that shot straight to the succubus' clit. He laved his tongue over Wei Wuxian's nipples until he squealed, face buried against his chest. Wei Wuxian squirmed but the human held him fast, surprisingly strong. His cock slammed inside viciously, the vigorous pap pap pap of their union and Wei Wuxian's shamelessly loud moans filtering out through the open balcony door.
"Wh— wait, what are you—" Wei Wuxian yelped as he was dragged off the other man's cock, his hole suddenly empty and wanting, and tossed onto his back. The stranger's broad form loomed over him in the dark, suddenly much larger than he had seemed before. His golden eyes glowed with unnatural light. Wei Wuxian tried to scramble backwards, but he found himself wedged between the man and the headboard. A hand closed around his ankle and yanked him back roughly. Wei Wuxian tried to force him off with a sudden burst of qi, but it glanced away as though it had hit a brick wall. The succubus threw his head back and screamed when the stranger buried himself to the hilt again, pleasure making his thighs tremble.
"I don't understand," he wheezed, biting his lip to muffle his helpless moans as his partner began to pound him without mercy, driving him deeper and deeper into the mattress. He lashed out and strong hands deftly caught and pinned his wrists to the bed, the man's large frame bearing down on him as he made thorough use of Wei Wuxian's cunt. A low rumble rose from deep in the human's chest, so deep and sonorous it made the bed vibrate.
"Hush, little one," the man said; "Just lie back and enjoy it."
It was then that the succubus realised his mistake.
Golden eyes bored into him, the stranger's gaze never wavering as his hips snapped again and again, fucking into Wei Wuxian until his claw-tipped toes curled. He screamed again, brain addled with fear and pleasure, when he felt the cock inside him begin to grow, his cunt stretching to accommodate it until he was sure he'd break. His belly bulged with the size of it. He whimpered as much, babbling desperately, until the man holding him down silenced him with a biting kiss, a long, forked tongue forcing its way down Wei Wuxian's throat until he choked on a moan. The creature fucked his mouth with his tongue, Wei Wuxian's dark lips stretched wide around it and drool sluicing from the corners of his mouth. His cunt clenched and he moaned, light-headed.
"Incubus," he gasped and coughed when his mouth was finally free.
"Did you think I would not notice another demon in my territory?" the other demon asked, voice dangerously low. Wei Wuxian's clit throbbed. "I knew that you would come to me eventually."
The incubus pulled out until only the thick head of its dick breached the rim of Wei Wuxian's cunt. Something hot and blunt bumped against the succubus' ass.
"Yes," it hummed thoughtfully. "I think you can take both."
Realisation dawned in a flood of shameful heat that pooled in Wei Wuxian's belly. He thrashed madly against the demon's iron hold to no avail. "No! No! Please, let me go, I didn't know, I— we can work something out—"
"We are working something out," the incubus said simply. Wei Wuxian wailed pitifully. The larger demon pinned both wrists to the bed with one hand, using the other to nudge the head of his second cock against Wei Wuxian's dripping hole. Its glamour had totally fallen away, iridescent blue scales rippling along his shoulders and thighs, at the corners of his eyes, along his chin; great horns erupted from his skull tipped with wicked points and demonic qi was thick in the air, deadly and oppressive. The twin heads of the incubus' monstrous cocks pressed against Wei Wuxian's hole relentlessly and he whimpered and sobbed, so blindingly aroused that he felt as though his body were on fire, his pussy throbbing like a pounding drum.
"Unh!" he cried, his thighs shaking as the two heads popped past his tight rim and into his soaking cunt. It burned something awful, stretched to the limit — but his traitorous body hungrily sought more, his hips moving in involuntary little circles and his clit pulsing. The incubus hissed through gritted fangs as he sank inside Wei Wuxian's pussy once more, heavy balls flush with his ass. The smaller demon sniffled and sobbed, his body humming like a live wire and his little pussy full to capacity, so deliciously full it brought tears to his eyes. His clit strained for friction, but his partner's uncompromising hold refused him any quarter as his hips bucked ineffectually. All it would take was one touch and he would come apart, teetering on the edge of orgasm just from being filled.
Wei Wuxian had thought the incubus' dick was satisfying before; now, taking two of them, he knew with deadly certainty that anything less would be a disappointment.
"Hah, haah…" Wei Wuxian panted, his eyes rolling back as the incubus began to move. He sobbed and wheezed as his cunt was thoroughly used, the ridged edges of the two demon cocks inside him massaging his walls beautifully until his tongue lolled and his consciousness was reduced to nothing but lust and fireworks. The barest stimulation against his clit from the other demon's thrusting hips was enough to catapult him into a screaming orgasm, his throat hoarse and raw. The incubus' placid features contorted with pleasure as Wei Wuxian's cunt sucked and clenched around him. A pair of huge, leathery wings exploded from his back and enveloped the two in iridescent blue twilight. He slammed inside one last time, his features going slack as he pumped Wei Wuxian's pussy full of cum, so much that it bulged and bloated his belly.
"Yes, yes, ohhh, yes," Wei Wuxian mewled, spiritual energy flooding him in warm waves and filling his veins until his body felt like pure light. He trembled and orgasmed a second time at the feeling of endless bursts of hot cum painting his insides. The succubus finally, finally fell slack, his legs dropping from around the incubus' waist and his mouth hanging open, face covered in drool and tears. The larger demon held him as he twitched his way through the aftershocks of two powerful orgasms, blanketing him with his body and tenderly nuzzling his jaw. He smelled like sandalwood and charcoal and sex, smoky and rich.
Wei Wuxian whined when the incubus finally pulled out, twin cocks still terrifyingly hard. A flood of warmth spilled from his hole and dribbled languidly down the cleft of his ass to pool on the sheets. The other demon's wings retracted and sat flush against his back. Wei Wuxian didn't even have the energy to move his hands from where they'd been held above his head, his body boneless and thoroughly fucked out, nerves singing and revitalised from the massive influx of spiritual energy. Gold eyes appraised him inscrutably for a long moment.
"Yes," the incubus said definitively. "I will keep you."
Wei Wuxian let out a helpless moan. The incubus scooped him up in its thick arms and walked them both to the balcony; then it unfolded its great wingspan and leapt into empty air, stealing away into the night.