The Incubus System Chapter 1459. Half-asleep Brain
The Incubus System Chapter 1459. Half-asleep Brain
Ethan’s PoV
I woke up before my alarm even started blaring.
Not fully awake though.
More like…
Half-conscious.
Heavy body. Warm blanket. Morning sunlight leaking softly through the curtains. That comfortable sleepy haze where your brain still hasn’t fully connected to reality yet.
And yeah.
I felt it immediately.
Movement below my waist.
Slow.
Warm.
Dangerously familiar.
“Hn…”
A low grunt escaped me as my hips shifted instinctively beneath the blanket.
My brain was still loading.
But my body?
Oh, my body already knew.
I cracked one eye open lazily and stared at the ceiling for a few seconds while sensation slowly sharpened.
Wet warmth.
Pressure.
Soft little sounds.
Yeah.
Okay.
Someone was absolutely working on my cock.
It had been a while since I properly fed Foxy.
So my half-asleep brain immediately made the assumption.
Right.
Foxy.
Makes sense.
Still half asleep and already horny beyond reason, I reached one hand downward slowly until my fingers brushed soft hair.
“Mmh…” I muttered drowsily. “I’m hard already, Foxy…”
Warm breath brushed against me.
“Put it all in.”
And yeah, she did.
A warm tightness swallowed my cock slowly, wet flesh wrapping around me inch by inch until a rough breath escaped my throat. Not slimy. Not messy. Just heat and friction. Every tiny movement dragged against me perfectly, making my muscles tense beneath the blanket almost instantly.
Morning sensitivity really was unfair.
A low groan escaped me as my head tilted back against the pillow again. Slow movements followed, steady and eager, drawing soft reactions from my chest before my brain fully caught up.
I closed my eyes again and let myself drift into the feeling for a moment. Warm lips. Soft breaths. Gentle sounds.
Then…
Something brushed my face.
Soft.
Fluffy.
My eyes opened again slowly.
A tail.
A fox tail.
Tiny.
Wait.
Tiny?
My brain lagged for a full second.
Because no.
Foxy’s tails in humanoid form were way bigger than this.
Confused, I turned my head slightly toward the side of the bed and found Foxy.
Still in full fox form.
Sleeping peacefully beside my pillow.
Curled up.
Tiny snores.
Absolutely unconscious.
…
My brain blue-screened.
Then…
“Ah~ Ethan…”
A familiar moan drifted upward from beneath the blanket.
Oh no.
I looked down immediately.
Ruby looked up at me from between my legs with glowing eyes and completely unrepentant energy while moving against me like she personally woke up and chose chaos.
My cock was buried inside her warm flesh already, her body pressed against mine while she rode me with slow desperate movements that screamed ‘I missed you and also I’m insane’.
Which honestly tracked.
I stared at her in disbelief.
“…Ruby.”
She smiled innocently.
Which was terrifying.
“Why are you here?”
Ruby leaned down enough for pink hair to spill across my stomach while her hips rolled again slowly.
“Mm… I went home yesterday,” she admitted between breaths. “But I didn’t really get you.”
I narrowed my eyes.
“You literally attacked me under the table.”
“That was a snack.”
“…A snack?”
Ruby pouted dramatically while continuing to move against me.
“I needed the full experience.”
I facepalmed weakly against the pillow.
“Of course you did.”
Her movements sped up slightly, enough to pull another rough sound from my throat before I could stop it.
“Ruby…”
“I needed you,” she whispered honestly this time.
Dangerous sentence.
Very dangerous sentence.
Because despite all the crazy?
Ruby always sounded sincere when it came to me.
That was the problem.
She climbed higher onto me afterward, pressing against my chest while her hands roamed lazily over my body like she already owned every inch she touched.
Then she kissed me.
Deep.
Hungry.
Morning-warm.
The kind of kiss that made thinking feel optional.
I groaned softly against her mouth while one hand automatically settled against her waist.
Her body was warm.
Soft.
Comforting in an aggressively dangerous way.
Ruby broke the kiss just enough to grin wickedly against my lips.
“You smell good half asleep.”
“That sentence sounds predatory.”
“I am predatory.”
Fair point.
Foxy still slept peacefully on the pillow completely unaware that Ruby had apparently infiltrated my bed during the night like a horny assassin.
Actually no.
Knowing Foxy?
She probably knew and simply accepted fate.
Ruby rolled her hips again slowly and buried her face against my neck with a pleased hum.
“You make the best sounds in the morning.”
“Please stop complimenting me while committing crimes.”
“No.”
Of course not.
My hand slid upward instinctively along her back, fingertips brushing beneath her oversized shirt until I felt warm skin.
No bra.
Naturally.
Ruby shivered slightly against me when my fingers brushed the underside of her breast.
Then smirked immediately after.
“You adore me.”
Unfortunately?
Slightly true.
Which honestly said terrible things about my decision-making skills.
Ruby shifted higher against me afterward, pink hair spilling across my chest while her movements grew rougher. Faster. Needier.
The slow teasing from earlier disappeared completely, replaced with desperate friction and breathless little sounds that filled the room embarrassingly well for this early in the morning.
Every movement dragged heat through my body. Her warm flesh clenched around my cock while her hips rolled harder against mine, chasing friction like she’d been starving all night.
Knowing Ruby?
She probably had.
“You missed me that much?” I muttered roughly.
Ruby laughed softly against my neck before biting lightly beneath my jaw.
“I got nothing after that blow job,” she whispered. “Of course I missed you.”
Way too sincere.
Then her hips moved again and my thoughts immediately died.
“F*ck…”
Ruby grinned triumphantly at the sound.
“Ah~,” she purred. “My favorite voice.”
I groaned softly as one hand slid along her waist instinctively, holding her closer while she rode me harder now. The bed creaked beneath us in uneven rhythm. Warm sunlight spilled across her skin. Across the messy sheets.
And somehow the entire moment felt both intimate and absolutely unhinged.
Typical Ruby experience.
Her oversized shirt had slipped halfway down already, exposing one breast completely whenever she leaned forward against me.