Harry, the Incubus, and Me (P10)

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Info - tentacle smut, tentacles shaped like docks, double penetrated, impossible sex, sex defying anatomy, impossible anatomy, cum inflation, sex in front of a crowd, being covered in cum. Titty fucking, hand job, praise kink, self degrading, size kink, cheating, oral (male receiving) male trying to give female oral but stopped, breaking rules, after care, cock warming, cream pie, anal sex, lots of cum, unprotected sex, bondage technically, crying from sex, overstimulation, squirting, bathing together, bruised from sex

I found myself practing the words that would end Mine and Harry's relationship over and over in the mirror. It felt honest to do. I was convinced at this point that my feelings for Timothée were real, and not going to fade after this game.

I was also sneaking out every night to listen to Timothée sing to his children. Yesterday I had finally caught on enough to the song that I sang along. I realized after it might be something Timothée wanted to do alone, so I'd looked at him. The look of emotion on his face had been too overwhelming to look at for long. He laid his head on my shoulder and thanked me, and said if they heard me, they'd be happy.

Today Timothée had come to get me and I couldn't bring myself to care if Harry kept his word and came.

"I can't even imagine what this round will be," I said with a uneasy laugh as I clutched his hand.

"Just," he ran a hand through his hair. "Be on your guard and prepared. I-I was let off last time but I don't think I can be the one to give you after care again. I think I'll be punished."

"I understand," I said, knowing that while I did now, later would be a whole different ball park.

With a flick of his fingers the routine began. I was naked before Timothée and I was so excited to have him again, even if I knew it wouldn't be the loving sex I craved.

"You ready?" He asked.

"Yes," I gulped. Timothée lost his clothing too. Then suddenly, from behind him sprouted tentacles, all ending in the shape of cocks. I gulped. Between his actual cock, tail, and wings, I was in for quite the pounding. Four of his long tentacles shot out. Two grabbed my arms and two grabbed my ankles. I was held aloft for him.

"What a pretty display, like a perfect feast on a platter," he smirked, he began to bend towards my heat.

"You dare to infringe upon the rules again!" roared the lord Demon. Timothée backed away from my pussy that was aching for him. I let out a shudder.

"One day," he said in a low voice. "One day I'll taste your slick goodness, I swear to you."

I didn't know when he could mean. If it was illegal in the games to eat me out, when would he ever get the chance?

"You ready for this?" He checked in on me and I nodded eagerly. I bit my lip.

"Fuck!" I screamed as one of his tentacles entered my ass quickly. I made a needy noise as Timothée approached me. The member was already moving fast and pumping in my ass it felt good, but nothing like I knew what was next would feel like.

"I'm going to go slow, I want some of this to feel good," he murmured. His cock was thicker than any of the other appendages. It dripped and twitched needily as he watched me held aloft and being fucked in the ass.

He pressed his head to my entrance, not teasing, but just going slow. As my ass was pounded, he pushed in gently. I felt every vein, every twitch, and every inch of his lovely cock.

"Fuck, oh, yes, yes please, fuck," I wailed as he entered me. Finally, he bottomed out. He slammed in once as though testing.

"Hmmm!" He let out a needy whimper. I was repeating his noises as he moved again.

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