Incubus Wrathion

Ehem...

Far from the terror the warlock could feel, it was arousing... A sensation he thought he was never going to feel because it was not his interest. But the presence of the demon, made him think twice his priorities.  The demon moved from his seat, to see the man with intense eyes. He had kever felt attracted to a man... Women were nice to watch, but a man was not of his liking... Until this moment.   It might be some kind of magic... Manipulation... An enchantment to make uim lose his head.  The Incubus stood up and the satin fell from his hips. Heat ran from the warlock spine to his head and shoulders. There is no more sensual creature as this one standing in front of him... A rare mix of excitement and fear took him. His goal.was to submit this demon to his service, bit he was about to be him the one to become the slave of this demon.  It was so tempting... To let him drag him  to his desires... But at the same time, the desire to posess his power made him stand and cast the spell. The Incubus raised his whip to break the casting and the warlock used a enchanted chain to submit him while he continued casting the spell necessary to enslave the demon... And make him his.  The demon was strong. It was not just a simple Incubus, it was a Prince. The royalty of his beauty said it all.

The warlock was now, motivated to imprison him. To enslave him to his service, or die in the try.  The Incubus fought. He was constantly releasing himself from any spell forcing the warlock to interrupt his casting, but his resolve was now absolute. He was not going to renounce after deciding this demon was going to be his.  For hours, the battle continued. The demon seemed to be stronger as the sun met the horizon in an orange and purple twilight and the room started to get dark. And in the darl, his eyes brighted more seductively.   This demon must become his slave.  Finally, the warlock found a combination of spells that ñet the demon dazed as he finally casted the enslaving spell to the demon who indeed had him enchanted with desire. The spell fell on the demon, the collar around his keck appeared as sign of his enslavement. The incubus was now of his belong...  And when the incubus fell on his knees, he moaned as if being trapped results pleasurable... Inciting... He tossed himself to the ground and opened his legs, inviting his new owner to fulfill the pact... And take him. The warlock didn't waste time, even if he was tired, his desire was burning during hours. Now... Now it was the moment. He immediately took out his cock and crawled faster on top of that demon. He didn't need to ask. He pushed himself inside the demon, letting his spell of list runs freely in him. Never, no one would feel the desire, list and pleasure the warlock felt in that momwnt as he moved like an insane against the body of the incubus who laughed, moaned, and accepted the bind to this man.  He was his... And the warlock wouod never find other creature that wouod take him that high in pleasure as this incubus. The pact sealed when the warlock cummed inside the demon and the demon cummed between their bodies.   The warlock then wondered... If the demon let him catch him... Or he gave him a good battle.  It didn't mattered, now... The pact was made. The incubus was enslaved to his will.

Sorry for all the grammar mistakes. This was a rough wwrite at 3:30 am xD while I was more asleep than awake. BUT HERE IS THE LINEART. Hoping to find time to color it!