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Reader's Name: Y/N. Starring: Joey Bada$$.
Summary: In the depths of his mind, a dream of you soon became a reality when he invited you to come over, and called him. He didn't know that you were a succubus?
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Warnings: +18, pwp, dirty talk, biting, choking, dirty talk, creampie(a succubus needs cum to survive,) succubus reader, riding, slight various positions, dominant reader, spanking, unprotected sex(wrap it up) couch sex, praise, a submissive Joey, dacryphilia, nipple play, orgasm control (male receiving) briefly of this fic is a nightmare but he wakes up, innocent reader, corruption kink.
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"Fuckk...Joey, right there.."
His bare back was comfortably slouched against the couch, his hooded eyes fixed on the woman with your rich, melanated skin as you tilted your head back in delight, your hands placed on the armrest for support. Both were breathing heavily, the sound escaping their lips. His hand adorned with gold rings gently gripped your throat, momentarily constricting your airflow, eliciting a soft harsh gasp from you. Your glasses perched precariously at the edge of your nose.
Joey swiftly bucking his hips smirking devilishly, as you whimpered softly, your nails scratching at his biceps and chest. "J-Joey I'm got—fuck fuck.." you moaned roughly, you quickly grabbed his wrist that was still around your throat. The pleasure coursed through your body over and over again, unable to keep himself quiet, moaning quietly.
He moaned lowly and watched you lean down to kiss him but instead, your eyes glowed shone bright gold, and your fangs pierced his neck as you brought your lips to his ear, whispering. "I own you now.."
Joey's eyes flew open, abruptly awakening from his slumber on the black couch. He was panting heavily, beads of sweat accumulating on his forehead. His gaze fell to his boner, noticing a small damp spot on his grey shorts.
The recurring nightmare he had over and over again was bizarre, simple fantasies of you with your ass in the air, your back arched, you moaning his name repeatedly tugging at his heartstrings.
Was the man in love already? Possibly, whatever called out to him he has to answer.
What he didn't know was that you were a succubus, successfully gathering victim after victim through the day and night and leaving them to rot.
But you decided to spare Joey because he intrigued you in a way that none of your other conquests had. Taking on your human form was a good idea, sinking your teeth into each one.
You couldn't reveal your true form to him yet, you wanted to enjoy him for the pleasure you were going to experience. Perhaps bite him again.
There was something about his spirit, the way he held himself, that drew you in like a moth to a flame.
