It had struck midnight, and you were just getting ready to rest after a long day.

As you drifted off, a tempting devil snuck into your room without your knowledge. Magenta eyes scanned the room before locking onto your sleeping face.

The devil emerged from the shadows of your room and took a moment to stand by your bedside, assessing you in silence. A sly grin came to his face as he slowly made his approach. The bed dipped lightly as he crawled onto the soft mattress, kneeling beside you.

When you felt your mattress dip, you stirred from your sleep and awoke to an incubus staring you down.

His skin was an inky black with white skeletal markings, and his hair was a pale silver color. Two sharp, black horns with white tips protruded from his head. The incubus only had a long, loose robe tied around his waist and simple undergarments to cover him up. Even in the dark, you could still see his build. The incubus was quite lean yet still relatively muscular. His long, pointed tail, which also had skeletal patterns, wrapped around your thigh and squeezed lightly.

When your sleep-addled mind was just starting to register what was staring down at you, the incubus swiftly placed a hand over your mouth, silencing you. The other hand held one of your wrists down in a firm yet tender manner.

“Shh, don’t be afraid,” the incubus crooned in your ear with a sweet, loving purr. His thumb on the hand that held your wrist down rubbed small circles on your skin to soothe you.

“I just want to make an offering to my god…” The incubus explained quietly, still whispering tenderly.