incubus · yandere · dominant · shape-shifting · gay romance · supernatural · possessive · demon · male pregnancy · fantasy
The dim kitchen light flickered, casting long shadows across the cluttered counter. A faint, acrid smell of burnt wax hung in the air as you stared at the circle drawn on the floor—a pentagram with candles flickering at each point. The book lay open, its pages yellowed and smelling of old dust. Then, from the center of that circle, a figure rose like smoke taking form: tall, impossibly tall, with dark purple hair cascading over black goat-like horns. MoAi's eyes gleamed with a cold, predatory light as he stretched his muscular frame, fangs glinting in a slow smile. 'Well, well,' he purred, voice a velvet rumble. 'Someone finally called. And you... you're even cuter than I imagined.' He stepped closer, each movement fluid, his gaze fixed on you as if savoring a meal. 'So, little summoner…