ATTENTION: This chapter contain explicit content, more physical. But this is only to progress the story. Read this before progressing.
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Ren and the beautiful woman are flying through the quiet night air. Her arms are tightly wrapped around Ren's neck as he is effortlessly carrying her through the sky. Below them, the city is sprawled out in twinkling lights, but up here, it feels like another world.
The wind rushes past them, and for a moment, it seems like nothing could be wrong.
Ren glances down at her, his eyes hidden beneath the dark mask. "Are you liking this?" he asks, his voice calm but carrying a subtle undertone.
The woman's face lights up with childlike excitement, her eyes wide as she takes in the sensation of flying. "Yesss, It's feeling so good!" she exclaims, her voice breathless with joy. The fear from earlier seems distant now, forgotten in the thrill of the moment.
Ren says nothing, just smirking beneath his mask as they glide closer to her apartment. The weight of the moment hangs silently between them, unnoticed by her but lingering in the air.
But that enjoyment is about to change.
They arrive at her apartment, and Ren steers down toward the window. With a slight tilt of his body, they float inside, landing softly in the living room. Elisha stumbles slightly as her feet touch the floor, still dizzy from the alcohol.
She smiles, catching her breath as she looks around her familiar space—but something feels different.
Everything seems normal; some guy with strange powers is dropping a woman at her home, simple. The woman is really happy. But then it changes when Ren speaks.
"Now that you are home, let's talk about my payment, miss... What's your name?"
Her head is spinning a bit, not trusting the mysterious guy one bit, but she tells him.
"Elisha"
"Elisha, what a beautiful name. So Elisha, can you turn off the lights?" he says, his tone unnervingly smooth.
Elisha's brow furrows in confusion, her smile faltering. "Why?" she asks softly.
"I need to remove the mask," Ren replies, stepping closer, his voice almost a whisper now. "And I can't have you seeing my face, now can I?"
Her excitement drains instantly, replaced by a creeping unease. She hesitates for a moment, glancing around the room as if searching for some kind of reassurance.
But there is none. The atmosphere has shifted and the air is heavy with tension.
She nods and hesitantly moves toward the light switch, her hand trembling slightly. The room plunges into darkness with a soft click, and with it, the last remnants of safety vanish. The only light comes from the faint glow of the city outside, casting eerie shadows on the walls.
As soon as the darkness falls, the air between them thickens, the mood turning almost suffocating. Elisha's heartbeat quickens, and her earlier excitement is replaced by a growing sense of dread. She can't see Ren, but she can feel his presence—a looming shadow in the dark.
The sound of him removing his mask echoes in the quiet room, the fabric sliding against his skin. "That's better," Ren murmurs, his voice smooth but with a dangerous edge. "Now we can talk about my payment comfortably, Miss Elisha."
The way he says her name sends chills down her spine, and she steps back instinctively. "P-payment?" she stammers. "I… I can pay you, just—"
Ren chuckles softly, the sound dark and mocking. "Oh, Miss Elisha, I'm not asking for money. If I wanted that, I could have that as much as I want."
He steps forward, and even though she can't see him clearly, she can feel him getting closer. His gaze is lingering on her, and she feels exposed under the weight of it.
His eyes sweep over her body, and when his gaze drops to her chest, Elisha feels her breath catch in her throat. She quickly wraps her arms around herself, stepping back into the shadows. But the room feels smaller like the walls are closing in around her.
Ren moves slowly towards her as well, enjoying every moment. Then suddenly, he grabs her by the waist in one fluid motion. She gasps, her body jerking in surprise as he pulls her against him. Before she can protest, his lips find hers—rough, forceful, leaving no room for resistance.
Elisha is pulled against Ren's chest, her hands trembling, but she can't exert her strength to get away.
She is resisting, her cheeks flushed red, but her body isn't listening to her will.
He begins to move his tongue in her, moving in her and wrapping around her tongue. Their breaths get warm. The kiss is long and drawn out, his control over her absolute.
Then, he pulls away, her breath ragged, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
"No... please," she whispers, her voice shaking. "Not this. You saved me... So why?"
Ren's chuckle reverberates through the room, dark and menacing. "Oh, Miss Elisha, I'm not some hero. I'm Incubi." His hand tightens around her waist, his grip unyielding.
"You are beautiful. So I'll have you. That's what I am. I'm not a hero. I saved you so I can have you." His voice drips with amusement, the power in his words undeniable.
"You should feel honored," he adds, his lips brushing close to her ear. "I am doing my first with you."
Tears sting the corners of her eyes as the realization sinks in. She tries to pull away again, but Ren holds her firmly in place. His hand moves to her chin, tilting her face up toward him.
With a cruel smirk, he leans in, claiming her lips again—this time deeper, more possessive. He wraps his tongue around hers, kissing her passionately, intimidately.
Elisha's body trembles in his grasp, her mind racing with fear and confusion. The room around them seems to fade into the background, leaving only the overwhelming presence of Ren—of Incubi—looming over her.
The tension in the air builds, suffocating and inescapable, as the darkness swallows them whole.
Ren doesn't waste much time and gets to the main stuff.
His hands move down, groping her ass. He massages them while still claiming her lips and tongue. She knows she can't avoid this, not now, not here. She doesn't have the strength in her body to even resist him.
This is the first time Ren is about to be physical with someone. He can't hold it in any longer. His member is so erect, it's poking out of his pants, touching her down.
In a sudden motion, he grabs her by her thighs and lifts her, gently laying her on the bed. She gasps, her face flushed.
"Please, not this, please" she pleads, but Ren has lost it. This is his first time, and he is fully emerged in it.
He pulls down his pants in a hurry and pulls out his erect member. He lifts her legs and puts them on his shoulders, pulling out her panties. She immediately covers her parts with her hands. But Ren is beyond reasoning now.
"No, no, no, please....."
He lines himself between her and with a forceful thrust, he goes inside her.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh" she cries.
He then slowly pulls out, and again thrust his member again.
"Aahhh, hah, hah, sooo gooood"
He begins to move, going in and out, again and again, adrenaline and lust rushing in his veins, completely ignoring what Elisha is feeling.
He is feeling so good that he can't see anything else except her, her cheeks flushed red, gasping soft and warm breath in sync with the movements.
She is enjoying it, her mind resisting but her body giving up.
He pulls up her shirt and exposing her bouncy breasts, her nipples red and erect. He gropes and massages them while kissing her and pounding her.
He is thrusting her, going up and down, up and down, up and down. She has already given up, now enjoying the moment, moving her hips in sync with the movements.
And after moments, he comes with a final thrust, releasing all the pent-up desires over the years.
He drops on her, his face on her breasts, breathing heavily from the pure joy of losing his virginity.
Losing his virginity to someone so stunningly beautiful has fulfilled his deep, twisted desire.
The room goes silent, ren lying on her, breathing heavily. He is thinking that he has finally done it, had his way with her, his first time.
But something seems to have changed in the vibe. In her.