38 8.5 Beginning Of The Honeymoon Phase

Earlier…

Stanley closed the door behind and almost immediately he noted how distinct the uncorrupted air was. He would have called it fresh but in all honesty he preferred the tainted air.

"No, no that's the Incubus talking" he shook his head, the last thing he wanted was to be a slave to the effects of corruption.

He had gotten familiar with it just from his time in that room. He had seen its distinct appearance with his own eyes, smell it tickling his nose, felt it clinging to his skin and taste it with his tongue. Although to be perfectly honest that last part might have just been Ezraphel. The memory flashes keep coming in and Stanley has concluded that they have done everything he has seen a single man and woman can do in a room together without getting into some weird kinky shit.

'Speaking of weird kinks' he looked down at his still throbbing foot long with a grimace.

"I need to find a way to control this thing"

There is the saying that men think with their dicks but Stanley's new Incubus dick might have developed a mind of its own and is currently scheming its sovereign independence from the rest of him.

The thing actually throbbed in that moment.

Stanley entered his bathroom and immediately went for a cold shower.

"Ooh, that's brisk!" he said through gritted teeth as the cold droplets hit him.

In no time at all Stanley had gotten used to the cold and watched in triumph as his erection receded under the near freezing onslaught.

"…why do I feel like I just stopped a symptom instead of finding a cure?"

'First thing I need to do after the shower is read up on Incubi.'

He would have asked Ezraphel but he felt any prolonged interaction with her would just end up with him missing more days. It would be the 'honeymoon phase' all over again, except this time he had the stamina to keep up with her demands…mostly. Also sex with Ezraphel is literally the best thing ever and the only reason why he wasn't railing her right now was due to his inherent stubbornness and pride.

Never underestimate a schizoid weeb with the will of a contrarian. Honestly he is actually ambivalent when it comes to having sex with Ezraphel, meaning he could go with or without but at this point it is instinctive for him to fight back against any and all things that fall into the realm of the norm when it comes to Ezraphel and sex.

During the shower Stanley had once again taken notice of the changes his body had undergone. Somehow it looked even more defined than the last time. He had this feeling that the changes aren't supposed to be noticeable but his vision was just that good now. Whereas before he lost the small beer belly but just that, now he was developing abs…freaking abs and muscles.

'Oh, I cannot wait for the next paintball match'

One would think being a reclusive, lazy person who sits around eating junk food most days that Stanley would be fat. One would be right, if he was not also a gun enthusiast who infrequently participates in private paintball and airsoft rifle matches. Stanley took those things seriously enough to make token efforts in staying in the right shape so that he doesn't embarrass himself or his team during their infrequent meets.

Granted, he was still unfit and scrawny but he wasn't fat. Now though, he had the build of a miniature Olympic swimmer or something to that effect. And to think, a single spell and marathon sex created what would otherwise take years of intense training to accomplish. Stanley should feel a bit ashamed he didn't actually give a shit. He has a girlfriend who has magic and she decided to spit in the face of crossfit pros by doing body modification on him.

Should he be concerned about that?

Maybe, but then again "I have abs"

So there you go.

A few more minutes and Stanley managed to finally feel clean…on the outside. He just about wrapped a towel around his waist and stepped out of the tub when a pair of dainty hands blocked his vision. A spike of panic enveloped him and he flailed only to be pulled back into a pair of familiar soft orbs.

Present…

"Guess who~"

"…Satan?"

"No, though I have come to tempt you into sin~"

"Well too bad, I already finished" he attempted to leave her clutches but to no avail, her hands wound slowly down his chest like sensual snakes locking him place while roaming his new abs.

"Hm~ I like this" she moaned in his ear.

Stanley gritted his teeth even as he blushed at the contact and the feel of her hot breath on his neck "good for you. Mind letting me go so I can put some clothes on?"

"Oh but why? I much prefer you as you are~" she remarked in the same sensual tone.

As she said this, her tail wound round his waist, slipped between his thighs to rub against his crutch.

"Well too bad" he retorted spinning round the face her "I just got done so you missed your chance at hot shower sex."

Ezraphel raised an amused eyebrow "did I? Did I really?" she pointed a single finger down.

He followed said finger to see a fully erect foot long cock "son of a-"

"Well that looks inconvenient" Ezraphel commented with all the veneer of a woman oh so smug.

"You did this-of course you did. Goddammit Ez, I have shit to do"

Ezraphel lost the smile to pin him with a stern gaze "Stanley, it really is not ideal for an Incubus to be pent up"

His eye twitched "pent up!? We literally just got done having a ten day marathon sex so how the hell am I 'pent up' woman!?"

"You forget Stanley" she began the smile slowly crept onto her face.

He took a step back, she matched him "forget what?"

"You are my husband now" she continued to match his retreat "your body is that of an Incubus for a Lilim, for me" she chuckled as his back hit the door and she loomed over him, her eyes glowing "and a Lilim is known for three things: their bewitching beauty, overwhelming power and~" she placed her hand at either side of his head essentially trapping him and lower her body until they were face to face "their Voracious. Sexual. A~pe~tite~"

To punctuate this she raised her index finger between their faces, dipped down and scooped up a bit of his pre-cum which was so thick it looked indistinguishable from the regular stuff. She made a show of slowly raising her finger to her outstretched tongue before eventually placing it in her mouth. Naturally she released a deep moan and shudder but never once did her eyes leave his.

And when her hand went back to the side of his head she spoke a single word "delicious~"

Far from being placated he was agitated, teeth grit, eyes twitch and his fist kept clenching and unclenching as his instincts fought against his reasoning.

"You did this-" before he could finish a single finger was placed upon his lip, not the one that was on his dick thankfully.

"Shh, I know it may seem like I am manipulating you Stanley but I am only acting on what you won't" Ezraphel had entered 'lecture mode' "while it may be inconvenient to you this is just the way it is for Incubi satisfying their wives."

"I…I can't lose more days doing this Ez" he spoke in a tone between a whimper and a hiss.

She gently cradled his face "I know, just bare with it for…I don't know…two days, three tops. I promise after then both of our rampant sex drives will start to settle, at least for the moment and we will go back to normal."

"What the fuck even is normal anymore?"

"Point" she conceded "so, will you accompany me to the baths and…wash my back?"

He somehow managed to give a deadpan expression "really?" she continued to stare "ugh, fine."

And with that they were both teleported into Ezraphel's bath pools. Ezraphel ended up on solid ground while Stanley…

*SPLASH*

"Goddamit Ez!"

"Sorry~"

"Why the hell is the water so deep?"

"The water is not deep, I made it so that it only reaches my…breasts…" she trailed off at the look he gave her "oh…"

"Yeah, oh" he grumbled wading towards the edge where Ezraphel stood

"I am truly sorry about that"

"Whatever, look if we're doing this please keep in mind that I haven't eaten in days. So think we could wrap this up in a few hours for a snack break?"

"No worries Stanley, we shall 'feast' on each other" she giggled.

"Are you seri-" he paused reaching the edge as he went over her words "I almost fell for that?"

Just then a pair of long legs wrapped around his shoulders preventing him from leaving the pool and locking him in place.

"Fell for what?"

Stanley could only blink as he was treated to the sight of his new wife's most sacred area. Clean, shaved, wet and looking as exquisite as the rest of her.

"Uh…" his eyes trailed up to barely meet her gaze past the valley of her breasts where a rosy cheek Lilim had the most Cheshire grin.

"Enjoy your meal, Stanley~"

"Son of a bi-UMPH."

And he just got the taste out of his mouth too.

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