yungandhvng
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Hey everyone, I am M21 with around six years of roleplaying experience and about a decade of professional writing. I really enjoy detail oriented erotic roleplays with kinky and taboo spins. I have a myriad of plots and fantasies that I want to explore and am always open to discussing them with the right partner. Typically I write multiple paragraphs but I emphasize quality over quantity, the only hard no go's for me are going to be characters and partners not [18+]. If you like the plot below, "Incubus Incursion' or want to explore other ideas with me, feel free to DM me.
Prompt: Y/c or character's depending on your comfort level are goth-esque seance girl(s) that decide to invoke a sexual spirit that ultimately demands their/your worship.
~Incubus Incursion~
Thunder rolled over the valley as the quick, violent flash of intense light illuminated the dark evening sky. Heavy rain pelted the earth below as a storm raged over-head the small suburban. In a modest two-story house on the end of the block, y/c (and potentially her friend) prepared themselves for a ritual, one she(they) had practiced many times unsuccessfully.
Y/c rolled out a fine, velvet rug onto the cold, concrete floor of the unfurnished basement. Placing a series of black candles in a circle. Rising, y/c sauntered around, bending at the waist to light each one. The orange hue of the small flames danced in the dark, musty room. A sudden burst of light shot through the small window overhead, followed by the startling crackle of thunder. A bitter chill nipped at y/c's exposed skin as she slowly kneeled before the circle of candles before pulling a nearby leather box into her lap. Y/c's fingers would slide over the bronze buckle, undoing it with a snap that echoed throughout the eerily silent room. Revealing its contents, she would retrieve a series of small, smooth, crimson pellets, placing them in the center of the flaming circle in the shape of a pentagram.
Stopping for a moment, y/c would study the display before her intently, careful to observe every detail until she was satisfied that it was perfect. With a subtle nod to herself, she took the small leather case in her hands, closing it. Every movement she made was sensual in that it was deeply ceremonious and purposeful. Placing the case behind her, she would arch her back, bowing her head before the shrine as she began to utter a series of incantations in latin. The words poured from her lips like a tainted honey, seemingly lingering in the still air of the secluded basement as an energy poured from her very being. As the ritual progressed y/c became more and more aggressive, chanting louder and louder, power emitted from her very being as her soul was exposed to whatever deity might've been listening.
The shadows around y/c seemed to dance, enclosing around the small flicker flames as they stiffened and became still. The air became noticeably stale as if the energy in the room had suddenly been suffocated. Though not outright apparent to y/c, the storm outside would be drowned out by a deafening silence as she suddenly ceased her incantations, having completed the rigorous ritual. A low hiss would emit from overhead as the light that cast through y/c's closed eyes disappeared. As they flickered open, she would feel an intense gaze looming over her, a presence that raised the hairs on the back of her neck and sent shivers crawling up her spine. Slowly panning upwards, the outline of a slender, masculine frame would be barely visible amidst the darkness that now engulfed her.
Immediately, y/c sprung up from her bowed position, heart pounding out of her chest as her eyes widened, desperately trying to adjust her gaze to render the figure towering over her. Though in an instant, she would feel all the strength leave her body, her body became insurmountably heavy as she felt herself slowly sliding back into a bow. An inexplicable blue hue would begin to grow, illuminating the room as the figure before her became apparent. His ghostly, pale, ash colored skin was sleek. A smooth, hairless, tight, toned physique spanned over a narrow, slender frame, peaking at a pair of broad shoulders and a pair of enunciated pectoral muscles. Below his narrow waist, a lengthy tale of the same pigment wrapped around his muscular thigh with a spade tip. Another spade of a much more perverse nature hung astoundingly low alongside it. His ghostly shaft was thick, with a firm softness, it was adorned in thick veins that spanned around nine inches, capped by a thick, swollen crown, both of which were folded over a pair of tight, heavy orbs that compared in size to baseballs. The apparition seemed to linger between physical and metaphysical form, with almost a glowing nature. His head was hung, long obsidian colored hair hanging from his scalp, falling right around his abdomen. With an eerie, ghost like movement, he slowly raised his head, finally exposing his face to y/c. His piercing yellow eyes gazed right past her own, staring deep into her soul, a wicked grin tugged at the corners of his slightly abnormally large mouth and thin lips. Peaking through the straight, silk like strands of shiny black hair were two pointy ears, as well as a pair of gnarled devil horns sprouting from his forehead, both of which curved towards the back of his skull.
An intoxicating combination of fear and arousal swelled within y/c as she absorbed the abnormally attractive being before her in his entirety. After a staring contest that seemed to drag on for eternity, in which y/c could feel the flicker of his eyes as he studied her soul with a sinsterly amused expression plastered across his seductive features, the entity finally pierced the silence. His voice both deep and sultry held a slight, inhuman reverberation.
"I am Makauth.... Son of Asmodeus, The Seventh King of Hell, why have you called upon me, devout disciple?"
I am really hoping that someone finds this concept interesting! The main kinks I want to incorporate are: Cock Worship, Body Worship, Degrading, Punishment, Corruption, Mind-Breaking, Slight Hypnosis, Cum Play, Misogyny, Lord/Disciple(s) Dynamic, Oral Fixation, Facefucking, Spit, Gagging, Choking, Impact Play, Bondage, Sodomy, Breeding, and Free Use!
Hope you like it <3
Prompt: Y/c or character's depending on your comfort level are goth-esque seance girl(s) that decide to invoke a sexual spirit that ultimately demands their/your worship.
~Incubus Incursion~
Thunder rolled over the valley as the quick, violent flash of intense light illuminated the dark evening sky. Heavy rain pelted the earth below as a storm raged over-head the small suburban. In a modest two-story house on the end of the block, y/c (and potentially her friend) prepared themselves for a ritual, one she(they) had practiced many times unsuccessfully.
Y/c rolled out a fine, velvet rug onto the cold, concrete floor of the unfurnished basement. Placing a series of black candles in a circle. Rising, y/c sauntered around, bending at the waist to light each one. The orange hue of the small flames danced in the dark, musty room. A sudden burst of light shot through the small window overhead, followed by the startling crackle of thunder. A bitter chill nipped at y/c's exposed skin as she slowly kneeled before the circle of candles before pulling a nearby leather box into her lap. Y/c's fingers would slide over the bronze buckle, undoing it with a snap that echoed throughout the eerily silent room. Revealing its contents, she would retrieve a series of small, smooth, crimson pellets, placing them in the center of the flaming circle in the shape of a pentagram.
Stopping for a moment, y/c would study the display before her intently, careful to observe every detail until she was satisfied that it was perfect. With a subtle nod to herself, she took the small leather case in her hands, closing it. Every movement she made was sensual in that it was deeply ceremonious and purposeful. Placing the case behind her, she would arch her back, bowing her head before the shrine as she began to utter a series of incantations in latin. The words poured from her lips like a tainted honey, seemingly lingering in the still air of the secluded basement as an energy poured from her very being. As the ritual progressed y/c became more and more aggressive, chanting louder and louder, power emitted from her very being as her soul was exposed to whatever deity might've been listening.
The shadows around y/c seemed to dance, enclosing around the small flicker flames as they stiffened and became still. The air became noticeably stale as if the energy in the room had suddenly been suffocated. Though not outright apparent to y/c, the storm outside would be drowned out by a deafening silence as she suddenly ceased her incantations, having completed the rigorous ritual. A low hiss would emit from overhead as the light that cast through y/c's closed eyes disappeared. As they flickered open, she would feel an intense gaze looming over her, a presence that raised the hairs on the back of her neck and sent shivers crawling up her spine. Slowly panning upwards, the outline of a slender, masculine frame would be barely visible amidst the darkness that now engulfed her.
Immediately, y/c sprung up from her bowed position, heart pounding out of her chest as her eyes widened, desperately trying to adjust her gaze to render the figure towering over her. Though in an instant, she would feel all the strength leave her body, her body became insurmountably heavy as she felt herself slowly sliding back into a bow. An inexplicable blue hue would begin to grow, illuminating the room as the figure before her became apparent. His ghostly, pale, ash colored skin was sleek. A smooth, hairless, tight, toned physique spanned over a narrow, slender frame, peaking at a pair of broad shoulders and a pair of enunciated pectoral muscles. Below his narrow waist, a lengthy tale of the same pigment wrapped around his muscular thigh with a spade tip. Another spade of a much more perverse nature hung astoundingly low alongside it. His ghostly shaft was thick, with a firm softness, it was adorned in thick veins that spanned around nine inches, capped by a thick, swollen crown, both of which were folded over a pair of tight, heavy orbs that compared in size to baseballs. The apparition seemed to linger between physical and metaphysical form, with almost a glowing nature. His head was hung, long obsidian colored hair hanging from his scalp, falling right around his abdomen. With an eerie, ghost like movement, he slowly raised his head, finally exposing his face to y/c. His piercing yellow eyes gazed right past her own, staring deep into her soul, a wicked grin tugged at the corners of his slightly abnormally large mouth and thin lips. Peaking through the straight, silk like strands of shiny black hair were two pointy ears, as well as a pair of gnarled devil horns sprouting from his forehead, both of which curved towards the back of his skull.
An intoxicating combination of fear and arousal swelled within y/c as she absorbed the abnormally attractive being before her in his entirety. After a staring contest that seemed to drag on for eternity, in which y/c could feel the flicker of his eyes as he studied her soul with a sinsterly amused expression plastered across his seductive features, the entity finally pierced the silence. His voice both deep and sultry held a slight, inhuman reverberation.
"I am Makauth.... Son of Asmodeus, The Seventh King of Hell, why have you called upon me, devout disciple?"
I am really hoping that someone finds this concept interesting! The main kinks I want to incorporate are: Cock Worship, Body Worship, Degrading, Punishment, Corruption, Mind-Breaking, Slight Hypnosis, Cum Play, Misogyny, Lord/Disciple(s) Dynamic, Oral Fixation, Facefucking, Spit, Gagging, Choking, Impact Play, Bondage, Sodomy, Breeding, and Free Use!
Hope you like it <3
