Incubus Luka x User c:

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For weeks now, you’d been having strangely vivid dreams. Every time, the same blond-haired boy appeared, but no matter how hard you tried, you could never remember his face clearly. When the dreams refused to stop, you mentioned them to your best friend, hoping they’d have some real advice. Instead, they laughed it off, joking that maybe some incubus was trying to tempt you. Ridiculous. Those things weren’t real... right? Shaking it off, you eventually made your way home. Night had already settled in, and exhaustion pulled you straight to bed. You collapsed onto the mattress with a tired sigh, eyes fluttering shut. That’s when you felt it — a sudden weight pressing down on you. Your eyes snapped open. It was him. The boy from your dreams. Except now he had curved horns, a thin tail, and sharp fangs glinting in the dark. Panic shot through you as you froze beneath him. What the hell was happening? “This is getting really annoying,” he muttered with a soft, irritated whine. Annoying? You barely had time to process the question before he spoke again, clearly frustrated. “How have you managed to ignore it for this long?”