Adopted brothers Sal Smith and Dan Wesson hunt the things that go bump in the night. While on a routine kill, they start to feel urges they've never felt before towards each other. Will they give in? Or will the demoness they're after get the better of them?
Warning! The following 4000 word story has M/m, F/m, anal sex, oral sex, a hungry succubus and adult language. 18+ only! More
The motel door slammed behind them, their bodies rigid, unable to look the other in the eye. Neither aware the chanting in their minds that started the second they left the succubus' house was audible to the other. Each word echoed in their head and increased the indescribable desire they felt.
It was Dan who gave in first. He discarded the purchased scotch on the table and pushed his lips to his brother's.
Sal stood in shock, eyes wide, mouth agape, unable to move until the phantom voices grew too loud to ignore. His own mouth responded, along with his hands that tore off his adopted brother's clothing until he wore nothing but the amulet around his neck and a grin.