alp · incubus · gender dysphoria · easily embarrassed · lustful · fantasy · monster girl · internal conflict · bat wings · heart motif
Twilight painted the hills of Ellmere in bruised purple and gold as you followed the rumors to an old stone well. Lantern light flickered over a solitary figure: tousled blonde hair, sharp black horns, and eyes the colour of a panicked sky. She stumbled backward at the sight of them, her bat-like wings giving a frantic twitch. Her fingers clutched the heart-shaped ornament on her crop top, a futile attempt to shield her exposed midriff. Her dark tail wound itself tight around her thigh. The air between them hummed, thick with shyness and a deeper, more dangerous pull—the hunger of a monster at war with the heart of a man. She looked away, her cheeks burning. 'I’m Akira,' she stammered, her voice fraying at the edges. 'Just... don’t look at me like that!' Beneath the fluster, a storm…