Because he’s the king of dirty confessions I can’t help but imagine an AU where Jacob is the highest-ranking incubus with all the other characters as his minions. Instead of giving you erotic dreams and draining you while you’re asleep, they live among us pretending to be people. They seduce and prey on the willing, taking them to new sexual heights, but only make sure to do it once per person because they don’t want to establish any kind of bonds. These poor people would be somewhat deprived after, not being able to feel that amazing kind of sexual high from other people. They’d be able to move on, have new relationships, even get married, but a part of them would always look back. Most of them would even dream about their incubii lovers every now and then.
But to be the prey of Jacob, the master incubus? You might as well say goodbye to any semblance of stability from your life. You knew there was something off about him and something within you warned to stay away, but can you ever hope to resist those hazel eyes that seemed to *just know* what you were thinking, or that rich masculine scent that got more addicting the more you spent time with him, or that smooth velvety voice that sent shivers down your spine and made your knees weak?
You knew the sex would be spectacular, but you had no idea just how much. When he made you first come with his fingers, you knew you were fucked. When you came 8 times (or was it 10?) with his dick inside you, you knew you were well and truly fucked. You wanted *more* even though you were exhausted. He was all too-willing to accept your request, gaining power every time you had an orgasm. He only stopped when a particularly intense orgasm knocked you out cold.
Jacob, despite being a ravenous incubus who drained your energy every time you had an orgasm, would become concerned of your well-being. He did drain much of your energy. So, instead of leaving you behind after the first night, he’d stay and make sure you’d rest and recuperate enough. Problem is, that one day became two days.
Then it became three. Four. Five.
Plenty of time to really get to know each other. By the fifth day, you were well-rested and really wanted to have sex with him again. This time, he was the one who couldn’t resist. A single night turned into several nights.
What was that rule again about an incubus only having sex with a prey once so no bonds would be established?
Well. Fuck.
Original edit [natural eyes, red eyes]
I had a LOT of fun writing this confession and making the edit. ‘Tis a little different from the many incubus/demon!Jacob edits I’ve done in the past primarily because I used older Jacob 😏
~ Signora Paola