The Incubus System Chapter 1462. Not Gentle
The Incubus System Chapter 1462. Not Gentle
Ruby stayed silent this time.
Because yeah.
That part wasn’t funny.
“And now…” I rubbed my eyes tiredly. “…now she looks at me like she wants to kiss me.”
Foxy’s tails flicked once.
“Maybe she saw the real you.”
I barked out a soft laugh.
“That sounds way too romantic for seven in the morning.”
“I’m serious.”
I turned my head slightly toward her.
Foxy looked calm.
Certain.
“People from the Light Dimension are taught to fear things like you,” she said softly. “But fear changes when they see someone directly.”
Ruby nodded in agreement now. “She expected Damian.”
“…And got Ethan?”
“Exactly.”
I stared at them both.
Still unconvinced.
“But Ethan is still Damian.”
Ruby poked my chest lightly.
“No.”
I blinked.
“No?”
“You act differently.”
I frowned slightly.
“How?”
Ruby looked thoughtful for once.
Which honestly scared me more than the horny behavior.
“Damian feels untouchable,” she admitted. “Dangerous. Confident. Like someone standing above everyone.”
That…
Actually sounded accurate.
“And Ethan?” I asked quietly.
Ruby smiled faintly.
“Ethan looks lonely.”
…
Well.
That one hit directly in the chest.
I looked away immediately afterward.
That answer hurt worse than being called corrupted.
Foxy shifted closer on the pillow and rested her head lightly against my arm. “You smile more as Ethan,” she whispered.
“That’s because people stop trying to stab me every five minutes.”
Ruby snorted.
“Fair.”
I stayed quiet afterward.
Thinking.
Dangerous activity.
Because the more I thought about Astra’s reactions…
The more I realized something uncomfortable.
She never softened toward Damian.
Not really.
She softened toward Ethan.
Toward the version of me that looked human enough to approach.
The version that looked tired instead of terrifying.
The version that washed dishes.
Teased his sister.
And somehow?
That realization stayed lodged in my chest annoyingly deep.
Foxy shifted beside me first.
Soft light flickered briefly around her small fox body before she transformed back into her humanoid form beside the pillow. Hair spilled over her shoulders messily from sleep, fox ears twitching softly while her tails curled behind her.
Then she leaned closer and gently touched my cheek.
“Cheer up, Master.”
I snorted softly.
“I’m not depressed.”
Ruby immediately raised a brow.
“That sounded depressed.”
“I’m thinking,” I corrected tiredly. “Trying to understand things and failing.”
“Ah,” Ruby nodded seriously. “Even worse.”
I pointed at her weakly.
“You are not helping.”
“No,” she admitted proudly. “But I am pretty.”
“…Fair.”
Foxy giggled softly beside me before climbing closer onto the bed. Warm skin brushed against my side as she settled near my shoulder.
Then Ruby smirked suddenly.
“You still haven’t finished what you started.”
I blinked once.
“…What?”
“You said you wanted round two.”
Oh.
Right.
That.
My body remembered immediately.
Before I could answer, Foxy tilted her head slightly and spoke in the softest voice possible.
“I can help too.”
…
My brain stopped functioning.
I looked toward her slowly.
Foxy’s cheeks pinked slightly but her gaze stayed sincere.
No teasing.
No games.
Just honest affection.
I stared at both of them for a long second.
Then groaned dramatically into the pillow.
“I guess I’m having my first threesome today.”
Ruby looked genuinely delighted.
“Finally.”
“Please stop sounding like you planned this.”
“I absolutely planned this.”
The atmosphere shifted after that.
Not rushed.
Not chaotic.
Warm.
Intimate.
The kind of closeness that made the room feel smaller in the best way.
Ruby moved first, climbing into my lap with lazy confidence while Foxy stayed close beside me, fingers brushing shyly against my arm before slowly becoming bolder.
That contrast nearly killed me immediately.
Ruby was fire.
Foxy was warmth.
One dragged reactions out of me aggressively while the other looked at me like I was something precious she wanted to protect.
Ruby kissed me first.
Messy.
Hungry.
Possessive.
Meanwhile, Foxy stayed close enough for her soft breaths to brush my neck while her fingers slowly traced along my chest.
The tenderness almost hit harder than the teasing.
I broke the kiss eventually just enough to breathe.
“You two are trying to kill me.”
Ruby grinned. “Yes.”
Foxy shook her head quickly.
“No…”
Then quieter…
“Maybe a little.”
Traitor.
The blanket tangled around us while morning sunlight painted gold across bare skin and messy sheets. Ruby settled against me shamelessly while Foxy slowly relaxed more and more into the closeness, her tails brushing against my legs whenever she got flustered.
I kissed Foxy softly then.
Slow.
Careful.
And the tiny sound she made afterward?
Absolutely ruined me.
Ruby immediately noticed.
“Oh, he likes that.”
“Ruby.”
“You melted.”
“I did not.”
“You absolutely did.”
Unfortunately?
Again…
Slightly true.
The rest blurred together into warmth and laughter and tangled limbs.
Ruby constantly teasing. Foxy quietly affectionate. My hands roaming between soft skin and warm bodies.
Foxy letting herself relax fully against me.
Ruby looking at me with that dangerous mix of obsession and sincerity.
The way both of them stayed close even in silence.
At one point, Foxy’s back hit the mattress softly while Ruby laughed against my neck, fingers dragging down my chest possessively like she was marking territory.
“Look at him,” Ruby whispered darkly near Foxy’s ear. “Completely losing control now.”
I grabbed Ruby by the waist immediately and pulled her harder against me, earning a sharp gasp from her lips.
“Careful,” I muttered roughly. “You started this.”
Ruby grinned instead of backing down.
“That’s the point.”
Foxy’s cheeks were already red, breathing uneven while my hand slid along her thigh possessively. Her tails trembled behind her every time I touched her harder, every time I pinned her closer between us.
The sounds alone were ruining me.
Ruby kissed me roughly, biting my lower lip before whispering filth against my mouth just to watch my expression crack. Foxy meanwhile clung tighter to my shoulders, soft little noises escaping her whenever my attention shifted back to her.
That combination was lethal.
One provocative.
One overwhelmed.
Both completely focused on me.
“Master…” Foxy whispered shakily.
That voice snapped something in me instantly.
I pushed her deeper into the sheets and smirked down at her.
“There’s my good girl.”
Ruby actually moaned at that.
“F*ck,” she whispered. “Do that voice again.”
The room turned hotter after that.
Messier.
Needier.
Movements rougher. Kisses deeper. Hands everywhere. Ruby constantly provoking me while Foxy melted beneath every bit of attention I gave her.
The bed creaked loudly beneath us.
And somewhere between Ruby’s wicked laughter and Foxy’s trembling breaths…
Yeah.
I completely stopped pretending to be gentle.