Ren is hovering above the street in the dark. His heart is racing with excitement as the scene unfold below is unfolding. The drunken woman is stumbling along the sidewalk, her balance unsteady but her mind still somewhat clear. Her eyes are darting around for stability.
And the strange man is trailing behind her, his gaze fixed on her like a predator. [He is the creepy here, not Incubi. Even though he is stalking them both.]
The atmosphere is dark, and the scene unfolding beneath is even darker. The woman is stunningly beautiful. Ren was instantly attracted to her the moment he laid his gaze on her.
The woman is stumbling, taking one step at a time, and as she approaches the dark alley ahead, tension thickens.
Immediately, the man lunges at her, grabbing her wrist with a vice-like grip.
Her eyes widen in shock as he yanks her toward him. She is unable to react as she is drunk. He drags her into the alley, where shadows seem to close in around them.
She tries to resist, but in her drunken state, she is unable to put up any. The man drags her to the middle of the alley and darkness engulfs them while.
There, the man pushes her against the cold wall, pinning both her hands.
"I finally caught you, you slut." he says, a twisted smile spreading across his lips. "You know how long I've been following you?"
"Let me go! I'll scream!" she gasps, desperation lacing her voice as she attempts to pull away.
"Oh no, we can't have you doing that." the man presses his hand over her mouth, silencing her cries. The coldness of his palm sends chills down her spine.
Her heart pounds in her chest as the man drools all over her, his intentions becoming all too clear. "I've been wanting to do this to you for a long, long time. And today, I'll finally have you."
Tears well in her eyes, and she feels a rising panic as she struggles against him, but the alcohol dulls her strength. The man licks her face, groping her breasts roughly with one hand.
"Tonight's going to be fun, bitch." The threat hangs heavy in the air, the darkness of the alley amplifying her fear.
The man fondles and squeezes her breasts roughly. He licks her nipples and bites them. Her cheeks flushed red from being touched in her sensitive parts.
The man slowly trails his hand lower, trailing from her tits to the lower parts. Just then, a deep, echoing laughter fills the dark alley.
"Hohohoho." The laughter reverberates off the walls, freezing the air in place.
Immediately, the man whips his head around, eyes widening in shock. "Who's there?" he calls, a tremor in his voice.
Incubi is hovering above the alley, cloaked in darkness, his outfit accentuating the unsettling grin of his mask.
"Hohohoho," he continues, his voice smooth and mocking. "What do we have here? A man forcing himself on a woman. That's a bad thing to do."
He slowly descends and the man's bravado crumbles. He instinctively releases his grip on the woman and scrambles toward the opposite side of the alley, eyes darting nervously as he tries to comprehend the figure before him.
"Hahaha, trying to run away, huh? That's some good instinct." Ren taunts, flicking his finger towards the man. Instantly, the man finds himself lifted off the ground, suspended in the air. Panic spreads across his face as he's drawn closer to Incubi, then pinned helplessly against the wall beside the woman.
Ren is hovering just above the ground, looking at the man with a smirk. "Hoho, don't be scared, man. I'm just here to make a deal. You can leave after that."
The man's heart races in fear, his mind racing with confusion. He opens his mouth to speak, but only stutters in terror, unable to form words as he gazes into the ominous red smile of Incubi's mask.
Turning his attention to the woman, Ren's feet touch the ground before her, his presence both intimidating and captivating. He places one hand on his chest and extends the other dramatically as if to introduce himself. "Hey there, miss. I'm known as Incubi, and I've got a deal just for you."
Her eyes dart between Ren and the man, a mixture of fear and intrigue swirling within her.
"Ahh, I see you're not fully drunk," Ren observes, a playful tone in his voice. "So let me ask you. Do you want me to save you?"
The woman hesitates, her heart pounding as she considers the situation. A flicker of hope ignites in her chest, and she manages a small, uncertain smile. "Y-yes, please, save me."
Ren leans in to her face, his voice lowering to a conspiratorial whisper. "As you wish. But you should know first. You see, my services come with a price."
A shadow of doubt crosses her face as she wonders, "What kind of price?"
She glances back at the man, now quivering in fear, and weighs her options. Her heart races as she thinks about what could be worse than being forced by him.
"Please, save me. I'll give that price."
Ren's grin widens, and he nods slowly, satisfaction gleaming in his eyes. "Good choice." The atmosphere in the alley shifts, filled with an unsettling tension as he prepares to make his move.
Ren backs up, chuckling, his voice echoing in the dimly lit alley. "Hoho, very well then miss. What would you like me to do with him then?"
The woman hesitates, her gaze shifting between Ren and the trembling man again. Finally, she musters the courage to speak. "Please... kill him."
As the words leave her lips, the man pinned to the wall begins to sob. "Please, no! Please forgive me! Please don't kill me!" His voice is frantic, desperation etched across his features.
Ren cocks his head, feigning disappointment. "Hoho, miss, I'm afraid I can't do that. But I'll beat him and then let him go." With a flick of his wrist, he forces the man to his feet, holding him in place.
"What do you want me to do, mister" Ren taunts, looking at the man with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I'll give you a chance as well. You can pay me to go easy on you."
With tears streaming down his face, the man fumbles in his pocket, retrieving his wallet with shaking hands. "Please take it! Please let me go! I'll pay you more if you want! Just let me go!"
Ren raises an eyebrow, amusement playing at the corners of his mouth. "Hohoho, mister, I'm not some thug." With that, he delivers a swift punch to the man's stomach, followed by a series of sharp slaps across his face.
"Now, it's your turn, miss," Ren says, stepping aside to let the woman have her turn. She hesitates, looking at Ren for reassurance, then steps forward, her anger fueling her actions. With each blow, she feels empowered, the adrenaline pushing her past her fear.
After a moment, the man's face becomes a red pulp. Then, looking at the man's face, Ren lets the man stagger back, breathless and defeated.
"Now then, miss," Ren says, turning his attention back to the woman, "how about we talk about the price?"
Her cheeks flush with a mix of embarrassment and fear as she stands before him. "Y-yes," she stammers, unsure of what to expect.
"Do you live alone, miss?" Ren inquires, his tone shifting to a more serious note.
She nods nervously. "Y, yes…"
An idea forms in Ren's mind, and his eyes sparkle in excitement. "Miss, as you are my first customer, I'll give you a bit of free service. I'll escort you home safely. Tell me where you live."
Fear lingers in her expression, but it's overshadowed by the uncertainty of what he might do if she refuses. "I... I live on Maple Street," she finally whispers.
"Perfect!" Ren exclaims, his excitement bubbling over. He moves closer, wrapping one arm around her waist, steadying her. "Hold tight, miss, and don't panic."
With focus, Ren channels his telekinesis, lifting them both off the ground. The woman gasps in shock. Slowly, they rise into the air, the world below them shrinking away. Despite her drunken state, her eyes widen in wonder, sparkling with the joy of the unbelievable.
She glances up at him, a mix of fear and exhilaration coursing through her. Though her mind is racing with questions about how he's doing this, the thrill of flight overwhelms her concerns. She clings to him tightly, her heart racing as they soar above the dark alley.
They glide through the night sky, the streetlights flickering below. Ren can't help but smile, reveling in the power he wields.
"See, isn't this nice?" he asks, enjoying her moments of awe.
"Y-yes!" she exclaims, her fear fading as she embraces the exhilaration of their flight. Together, they fly towards her home, the city sprawling beneath them.