Incubus Dabi

Hunger wrenched through him like an inferno, eating at his sanity. All he could think of was devouring someone, anyone. The dark alley at three in the morning was the best place to hunt. The bars were just getting out and a drunk fool would stumble upon him soon. The crunch of gravel announced your approach. Dabi smirked and stepped out of the shadows, his eyes glinting a bright blue in the wane light. “You smell..delightful. I will enjoy devouring you.” His voice was rich and deep.

Incubus Bakugo

Bakugo smirked down at the sleeping form of his next victim. He had been watching you for weeks now, observing your habits and learning what you liked and disliked, including your habits in the late hours of the night. How your hand snaked down between your thighs as you stuffed headphones into your ears to listen to a voice actor degrade your or praise you depending on your mood. He had learned many things to fuel his powers and the ability to make your every desire come to life in your mind.

Incubus Aizawa

Aizawa stood like a sentinel over his sleeping intended. You had started as just another victim, a means for him to feed himself, but now he was obsessed. There was something about you that drew him in. He couldn’t leave you alone. He couldn’t let you live life without him. Even if you didn’t know he existed..yet. His finger trailed along your thigh to rouse you from your sleep. “Time to wake up kitten, time for me to worship you.”