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Chapter 5 by Acorn142 Acorn142

What does he do?

Exit the house

With a **** last look at the marital bed that would have been the plate to serve up the savory dish to satisfy his hunger, Crispen makes his decision. He takes a look in the mirror to make sure his clothing is properly adjusted before opening the bedroom window to make and escape.

In the nearly ten years since his incubus qualities began to manifest, he has crawled in and out of more bedroom windows than he cares to count. That feat is second nature. The thing he still hasn’t gotten a full handle on is mirrors. The hungrier for sex that he becomes, the more prominent are his incubus qualities. At the moment, he is VERY hungry, which means that looking in a mirror reveals little more than the clothing on his body. His actual flesh does not cast a reflection in a mirror at times like this. More than once he carefully made sure that his fly was securely fastened up and that his dick wasn’t hanging in the wind, only to forget that his most recent conquest covered his body with scores of hickeys, causing many a scrutinizing look from those on the street.

This time, he is fairly confident he did not get any marks on his neck. The young wife was still so inexperienced in sexual things that he doubted she had even learned how to give head yet. That was something he had eagerly looked forward to teaching. Alas, that opportunity will not manifest itself any time soon. The opportunity that presents itself — that of gaining access to his father — may never come again and must be seized.

“So this fellow is on his way to the palace and is in need of a weaver,” he thinks to himself. “It shouldn’t be too hard to figure something out. The only question is how to arrange the introduction.” He grins at the thought of just walking up to the craftsman and saying, “Hello.... I was in your bedroom with my pants around my ankles, when I overheard you were looking for a weaver. Forgive me for not offering my hand... It’s still wet from fingering your wife’s sweet cunt.”

As amusing as that might be, it probably wouldn’t be the best way to start things off.

What does he do?

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