Incubus Part 10
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jessara40k_ljHere's some more of Incubus.
Klaus smiled when he realised what Eroica was willing to offer to strengthen their bond as rapidly as possible. He rolled them over so that he was no longer pinned down.
“Are you willing to swear to that? I know you might be willing now, but if I don’t get an oath I’m afraid you might forget.”
“And an oath will prevent that?”
“Yes, if you swear by your magic that you will obey me outside of bed when no-one who is not under a gaes created by one of us could recognise us until our bond has fully settled then your magic will enforce it, and you won’t even be aware of it. And that oath will only apply until our bond *is* settled.”
“You are certain of that?”
“Yes, putting limiting factors in will allow you more control over how your oath affects you, and the end point is easiest of all to put in.”
“Then I swear by my magic that I will obey you outside of bed when no-one not under a gaes created by one of us has the chance to observe and recognise us until our bond is settled.”
“Thank you. I realise that doing that was hard for you.” And he *did*, Klaus would hate to lose control like that, and he was an *Incubus*, Dark Elves, especially Magi Major were so very dominant that they would often prefer to die before agreeing to submit, Klaus had the feeling that it was only Dorian’s human history, at some point in which he must have been obliged to use submission as a tool that had allowed him to make that oath. He did his best to pour his gratitude and love for Dorian down their fledgeling bond. “You know how to use a sword I believe you once said?”
“Yes, I do.”
“What sort of sword do you favour? I have training, and most experience, in the katana, and the longsword, but I can manage various related blades, including the kodachi, the broadsword and even extending to the saber, although that is about as far from my two most favoured styles as I can go at the moment.”
“I prefer a lighter sword, a rapier’s my favourite, but any comparatively light blade will work for me. Would you care to show me what blades you have here?”
“Of course, they’re human made and far inferior to Dwarf work, but really it isn’t worth the trouble to get a sword made by Drusus, not when I’m so unlikely to have occasion or need to use one. But you should have a sword made to your preferences, and a light sword is reasonable for any Elf, as you’re not that much stronger or faster on a physical level than a human would be, equivalent to a high level martial artist perhaps.”
“But you are stronger than a human, and that’s why you were always able to shoot your magnum one handed. How much stronger are you?”
“I’m not entirely sure, but my strength comes as much from magic as anything else, there’s only so much a basically human frame can be improved that way without putting too many stresses and strains on it or involving magic. Now, if we can find a suitable sword for you would you care to spar with me?”
“Oh, yes please. Which sword are you going to use against me?” Dorian was up now and dressing in something simple and practical, he’d seen him in clothes like that before, but he still found it a bit surprising to see Dorian dressed for practicality, rather than for ostentation.
“I’ll pick it to suit the sword you choose, if the sword you choose is comfortable enough for me I might even use the same style, if it’s available. Otherwise I’ll try to choose a sword of about the same weight and length as yours.” It wouldn’t be fair of Klaus to batter at Dorian with a sword much heavier than Dorian’s, or stay out of his reach by using one much longer, especialy since even unranked Klaus could have used a broadsword one handed, just as he could shoot a magnum in a way most, if not all, humans didn’t have the strength for.
“Right. Then where do you keep your swords?” Dorian was smiling at him engagingly, he wasn’t giving orders, he was making a request that he wanted, a lot for some reason - to give him something in common with Klaus besides the NATO missions he kept getting himself involved in perhaps?
“Come with me.” Klaus led Dorian to where he kept his swords and watched as the younger man selected one of the lighter of them, one that was a handsbreadth across and with a blade three and a half feet long, and he chose for himself a saber to use against Dorian.
It was fun to have someone to spar against and as Dorian had good stamina, and upper body strength; from his activities as a thief; despite his lean build, they were able to keep at it right up until his butler announced that dinner was ready to serve. And since all of Klaus’ servants were geased to him Dorian asked to be fed again as he had been at the previous meal, even though he did insist that Klaus eat as well. Then they retired to bed, at least after Dorian had watched Klaus’ exercise routine. He’d missed his daily run, but he’d done that before and he could easily make up for it, if nothing else what they did in bed called for stamina.
~~o()o~~
The next morning Klaus spent the time while his mate was still sleeping copying the spells he’d recorded the previous day into a more sturdy notebook, this one spiral bound down the side with card covers. It was still a temporary expedient, Dorian, Eroica, would want to copy them up into his own grimmoirés, so that he’d be able to understand them better, but it would last longer and hold up to more careless handling than the reporter’s notebook - which he would be able to keep for his private studies. Dorian knew now that he wasn’t supposed to study this form of magic, and he wasn’t going to risk having it discovered, so using Dorian’s lessons to get covert access to such knowledge was the best option for him by far.
He didn’t need to wake Dorian up, the Dark Elf woke on his own around ten this time. And called for Klaus to come back to bed. Klaus laughed at that and began stripping off his skin tight leather as he walked over to the bed.
“You are beautiful.” Dorian pulled him down and they spent a very enjoyable half hour until they had to dress again.
“Klaus, you said that the only way to make me enjoy submitting in bed would be to change my ‘pattern’ to that of a pure sexual submissive. Do you think that could really be possible, if you experimented enough?” Dorian picked the most unnerving time to start that conversation, while he was dressing, putting on a sort of reverse strip tease. But it made Klaus think about the casual comment he’d made the day before, and the potential weapon it would place in his hands. Dark Elves would mostly consider that a fate worse than death, and rewriting the nature of sexual desire could hardly be that much more difficult than removing it entire.
“Yes, I think so. I didn’t need that much experimentation to learn how to destroy the ability to feel sexual desire, and this is probably just a variation on that theme, much more complex, but still likely possible.”
“Do you want to do some research after my lessons today, on finding a pure submissive, if nothing else? And do you think that would be a good place for me to gather power?”
“Yes to the first question, and I doubt it to the second. Not if it’s somewhere reputable, and if it isn’t I’m not sure we’ll find what I need there. But I’m perfectly willing to try, for your sake. We can go to a foreign city and ask one of the Incubi at the border club for advice.”
“Advice on finding such a place?”
“Yes, or if I can’t find a pure submissive there I could try looking among your men. Mr James is...unusual. I don’t think he’s a pure submissive, but he truly loves you, and you use that love against him, hinting at promises that you never explicitly make, and so never have to keep.”
“What are you saying? You know he’s such a terrible nuisance, so stingy and obsessive...”
“But you do treat him badly, that’s another reason I stayed wary of you even after I got to know you better.” Klaus was careful about how he pointed that out, he didn’t want to upset Dorian, but the other needed to recognise that the way he treated his people was...disturbing. “You do that a lot, control your people by flirting with them, and then never follow through on it.”
“Would you want me to follow through on it? And tell me, how different is that from what you do to get what you want from Elves?”
“Not necessarily follow through, it’s just something I noticed. And you’re right, those do tend to be Incubus tactics, but I always make sure that it’s clear what I’m offering, no hinted promises, and I always follow through on what I offer.” Klaus shrugged, it was just a normal part of his life to him, that he would trade on his skills to get what he wanted or needed, whether his skills as a NATO officer, or as an Incubus, it was the same to him. “We need to get going. I intend to run into Bonn, I’ll be waiting for you outside of the border club.”
Klaus ran with typical Incubus speed into Bonn, easily arriving before Dorian, and waiting in the car park not even out of breath. He felt a little embarrassed at showing off his abilities, but it made for much more effective exercise than doing things within the limits of human capabilities, and he already had a reputation for superhuman abilities.
~~o()o~~
After Eroica had finished studying with Drethallen Klaus took him to America, Los Angeles to be precise and they got directions to the sort of club he was looking for easily enough. The problem would most likely be getting in, and staying safe to an extent, as this particular group was one of the more extreme ones, and included willing and unwilling slaves.
“Klaus, are you sure that you want to go to a group that forces people to submit, as well as including willing submissives? I don’t really think you’d find what you’re looking for there, although it would be the best place for what I need.” Dorian seemed to be worried by what Klaus had asked for, and he didn’t really seem to be too happy about it either.
“There’s actually more chance of finding a pure submissive there, someone who’s been broken and forced into sexual submissiveness, and trained until there’s no trace of dominance in them. The more important question is how to make sure we aren’t mistaken for submissives.”
“We could both go in as dominants, I think the way we’re dressed would work for that.” Klaus was in human form, wearing dark green leather from head to toe. “Or I could go in as your submissive if you’ve got anything suitable for me to wear with you.”
“No, I don’t have anything suitable, but we could buy something that would work, along with a collar, and make it look flashier with glamor, if you wanted. Which option would you prefer?”
“The second option would be better for our bond, wouldn’t it? And I’m not as good a fighter as you, he said that group often expects dominants to fight over their submissives. If you think you can pull the second option off...” Klaus wasn’t sure he liked the doubt in Dorian’s voice, but he could understand it, after all he’d already explained how hard it was for Incubi to be sexually dominant.
“This won’t really be a sexual situation, I can manage.” Klaus found a green silk asymmetric tunic for Dorian to wear, without anything beneath it, despite Dorian’s protests. He also picked up a hawk pendant carved in green stone, probably not jade, but it would do for now. Then he guided Dorian through using glamor to make his hair look dark red and his eyes look purple. The tunic would work as it was, although they did add apparent gold embroidery at the hem and neck and he tied a thin strap of green leather around Dorian’s throat, using the hawk like a tag. Klaus himself now had much blunter cheekbones and a broader nose among other things. and he had dark blond hair paired with dark grey eyes.
He managed to pull off the attitude to get into the club easily enough, and Dorian picked up on what he needed to do quickly and well, so well in fact that one of the other doms challenged him over *his* mate. Klaus took the other man apart as quickly and efficiently as he could, noting that Dorian seemed to be getting plenty of power from being there.
He stalked through the club, looking for what he needed, and hoping he’d be able to find it, that he hadn’t wasted his time doing this. Then he sensed the perfect subject. It was a woman, brown hair and eyes, but pretty, even if she wasn’t beautiful. He could tell that she’d like being the property of a Dark Elf Magus Major, and that would give him a better chance to study her pattern, he couldn’t study for long enough here.
“How much for her?”
“She isn’t for sale.” Her owner was quite simply scum. “I’ve owned her for ten years, and I don’t want to give up the results of all that work.” She couldn’t be more than eighteen, if that.
“In that case, I’m perfectly willing to challenge you for her.” Klaus let menace fill his voice, and her owner actually looked up, eyes widening when he realised who he was talking to.
“On second thoughts, I am willing to sell her after all.” And he named an astronomically high price. Klaus recognised this as a bartering position, and responded in kind, within ten minutes he had a new slave, and he pulled her out of the club.
“Tomorrow, after I’ve had enough time to study her pattern I’ll give her to Drethallen, they’ll both enjoy that.”
~~o()o~~
Klaus smiled when he realised what Eroica was willing to offer to strengthen their bond as rapidly as possible. He rolled them over so that he was no longer pinned down.
“Are you willing to swear to that? I know you might be willing now, but if I don’t get an oath I’m afraid you might forget.”
“And an oath will prevent that?”
“Yes, if you swear by your magic that you will obey me outside of bed when no-one who is not under a gaes created by one of us could recognise us until our bond has fully settled then your magic will enforce it, and you won’t even be aware of it. And that oath will only apply until our bond *is* settled.”
“You are certain of that?”
“Yes, putting limiting factors in will allow you more control over how your oath affects you, and the end point is easiest of all to put in.”
“Then I swear by my magic that I will obey you outside of bed when no-one not under a gaes created by one of us has the chance to observe and recognise us until our bond is settled.”
“Thank you. I realise that doing that was hard for you.” And he *did*, Klaus would hate to lose control like that, and he was an *Incubus*, Dark Elves, especially Magi Major were so very dominant that they would often prefer to die before agreeing to submit, Klaus had the feeling that it was only Dorian’s human history, at some point in which he must have been obliged to use submission as a tool that had allowed him to make that oath. He did his best to pour his gratitude and love for Dorian down their fledgeling bond. “You know how to use a sword I believe you once said?”
“Yes, I do.”
“What sort of sword do you favour? I have training, and most experience, in the katana, and the longsword, but I can manage various related blades, including the kodachi, the broadsword and even extending to the saber, although that is about as far from my two most favoured styles as I can go at the moment.”
“I prefer a lighter sword, a rapier’s my favourite, but any comparatively light blade will work for me. Would you care to show me what blades you have here?”
“Of course, they’re human made and far inferior to Dwarf work, but really it isn’t worth the trouble to get a sword made by Drusus, not when I’m so unlikely to have occasion or need to use one. But you should have a sword made to your preferences, and a light sword is reasonable for any Elf, as you’re not that much stronger or faster on a physical level than a human would be, equivalent to a high level martial artist perhaps.”
“But you are stronger than a human, and that’s why you were always able to shoot your magnum one handed. How much stronger are you?”
“I’m not entirely sure, but my strength comes as much from magic as anything else, there’s only so much a basically human frame can be improved that way without putting too many stresses and strains on it or involving magic. Now, if we can find a suitable sword for you would you care to spar with me?”
“Oh, yes please. Which sword are you going to use against me?” Dorian was up now and dressing in something simple and practical, he’d seen him in clothes like that before, but he still found it a bit surprising to see Dorian dressed for practicality, rather than for ostentation.
“I’ll pick it to suit the sword you choose, if the sword you choose is comfortable enough for me I might even use the same style, if it’s available. Otherwise I’ll try to choose a sword of about the same weight and length as yours.” It wouldn’t be fair of Klaus to batter at Dorian with a sword much heavier than Dorian’s, or stay out of his reach by using one much longer, especialy since even unranked Klaus could have used a broadsword one handed, just as he could shoot a magnum in a way most, if not all, humans didn’t have the strength for.
“Right. Then where do you keep your swords?” Dorian was smiling at him engagingly, he wasn’t giving orders, he was making a request that he wanted, a lot for some reason - to give him something in common with Klaus besides the NATO missions he kept getting himself involved in perhaps?
“Come with me.” Klaus led Dorian to where he kept his swords and watched as the younger man selected one of the lighter of them, one that was a handsbreadth across and with a blade three and a half feet long, and he chose for himself a saber to use against Dorian.
It was fun to have someone to spar against and as Dorian had good stamina, and upper body strength; from his activities as a thief; despite his lean build, they were able to keep at it right up until his butler announced that dinner was ready to serve. And since all of Klaus’ servants were geased to him Dorian asked to be fed again as he had been at the previous meal, even though he did insist that Klaus eat as well. Then they retired to bed, at least after Dorian had watched Klaus’ exercise routine. He’d missed his daily run, but he’d done that before and he could easily make up for it, if nothing else what they did in bed called for stamina.
~~o()o~~
The next morning Klaus spent the time while his mate was still sleeping copying the spells he’d recorded the previous day into a more sturdy notebook, this one spiral bound down the side with card covers. It was still a temporary expedient, Dorian, Eroica, would want to copy them up into his own grimmoirés, so that he’d be able to understand them better, but it would last longer and hold up to more careless handling than the reporter’s notebook - which he would be able to keep for his private studies. Dorian knew now that he wasn’t supposed to study this form of magic, and he wasn’t going to risk having it discovered, so using Dorian’s lessons to get covert access to such knowledge was the best option for him by far.
He didn’t need to wake Dorian up, the Dark Elf woke on his own around ten this time. And called for Klaus to come back to bed. Klaus laughed at that and began stripping off his skin tight leather as he walked over to the bed.
“You are beautiful.” Dorian pulled him down and they spent a very enjoyable half hour until they had to dress again.
“Klaus, you said that the only way to make me enjoy submitting in bed would be to change my ‘pattern’ to that of a pure sexual submissive. Do you think that could really be possible, if you experimented enough?” Dorian picked the most unnerving time to start that conversation, while he was dressing, putting on a sort of reverse strip tease. But it made Klaus think about the casual comment he’d made the day before, and the potential weapon it would place in his hands. Dark Elves would mostly consider that a fate worse than death, and rewriting the nature of sexual desire could hardly be that much more difficult than removing it entire.
“Yes, I think so. I didn’t need that much experimentation to learn how to destroy the ability to feel sexual desire, and this is probably just a variation on that theme, much more complex, but still likely possible.”
“Do you want to do some research after my lessons today, on finding a pure submissive, if nothing else? And do you think that would be a good place for me to gather power?”
“Yes to the first question, and I doubt it to the second. Not if it’s somewhere reputable, and if it isn’t I’m not sure we’ll find what I need there. But I’m perfectly willing to try, for your sake. We can go to a foreign city and ask one of the Incubi at the border club for advice.”
“Advice on finding such a place?”
“Yes, or if I can’t find a pure submissive there I could try looking among your men. Mr James is...unusual. I don’t think he’s a pure submissive, but he truly loves you, and you use that love against him, hinting at promises that you never explicitly make, and so never have to keep.”
“What are you saying? You know he’s such a terrible nuisance, so stingy and obsessive...”
“But you do treat him badly, that’s another reason I stayed wary of you even after I got to know you better.” Klaus was careful about how he pointed that out, he didn’t want to upset Dorian, but the other needed to recognise that the way he treated his people was...disturbing. “You do that a lot, control your people by flirting with them, and then never follow through on it.”
“Would you want me to follow through on it? And tell me, how different is that from what you do to get what you want from Elves?”
“Not necessarily follow through, it’s just something I noticed. And you’re right, those do tend to be Incubus tactics, but I always make sure that it’s clear what I’m offering, no hinted promises, and I always follow through on what I offer.” Klaus shrugged, it was just a normal part of his life to him, that he would trade on his skills to get what he wanted or needed, whether his skills as a NATO officer, or as an Incubus, it was the same to him. “We need to get going. I intend to run into Bonn, I’ll be waiting for you outside of the border club.”
Klaus ran with typical Incubus speed into Bonn, easily arriving before Dorian, and waiting in the car park not even out of breath. He felt a little embarrassed at showing off his abilities, but it made for much more effective exercise than doing things within the limits of human capabilities, and he already had a reputation for superhuman abilities.
~~o()o~~
After Eroica had finished studying with Drethallen Klaus took him to America, Los Angeles to be precise and they got directions to the sort of club he was looking for easily enough. The problem would most likely be getting in, and staying safe to an extent, as this particular group was one of the more extreme ones, and included willing and unwilling slaves.
“Klaus, are you sure that you want to go to a group that forces people to submit, as well as including willing submissives? I don’t really think you’d find what you’re looking for there, although it would be the best place for what I need.” Dorian seemed to be worried by what Klaus had asked for, and he didn’t really seem to be too happy about it either.
“There’s actually more chance of finding a pure submissive there, someone who’s been broken and forced into sexual submissiveness, and trained until there’s no trace of dominance in them. The more important question is how to make sure we aren’t mistaken for submissives.”
“We could both go in as dominants, I think the way we’re dressed would work for that.” Klaus was in human form, wearing dark green leather from head to toe. “Or I could go in as your submissive if you’ve got anything suitable for me to wear with you.”
“No, I don’t have anything suitable, but we could buy something that would work, along with a collar, and make it look flashier with glamor, if you wanted. Which option would you prefer?”
“The second option would be better for our bond, wouldn’t it? And I’m not as good a fighter as you, he said that group often expects dominants to fight over their submissives. If you think you can pull the second option off...” Klaus wasn’t sure he liked the doubt in Dorian’s voice, but he could understand it, after all he’d already explained how hard it was for Incubi to be sexually dominant.
“This won’t really be a sexual situation, I can manage.” Klaus found a green silk asymmetric tunic for Dorian to wear, without anything beneath it, despite Dorian’s protests. He also picked up a hawk pendant carved in green stone, probably not jade, but it would do for now. Then he guided Dorian through using glamor to make his hair look dark red and his eyes look purple. The tunic would work as it was, although they did add apparent gold embroidery at the hem and neck and he tied a thin strap of green leather around Dorian’s throat, using the hawk like a tag. Klaus himself now had much blunter cheekbones and a broader nose among other things. and he had dark blond hair paired with dark grey eyes.
He managed to pull off the attitude to get into the club easily enough, and Dorian picked up on what he needed to do quickly and well, so well in fact that one of the other doms challenged him over *his* mate. Klaus took the other man apart as quickly and efficiently as he could, noting that Dorian seemed to be getting plenty of power from being there.
He stalked through the club, looking for what he needed, and hoping he’d be able to find it, that he hadn’t wasted his time doing this. Then he sensed the perfect subject. It was a woman, brown hair and eyes, but pretty, even if she wasn’t beautiful. He could tell that she’d like being the property of a Dark Elf Magus Major, and that would give him a better chance to study her pattern, he couldn’t study for long enough here.
“How much for her?”
“She isn’t for sale.” Her owner was quite simply scum. “I’ve owned her for ten years, and I don’t want to give up the results of all that work.” She couldn’t be more than eighteen, if that.
“In that case, I’m perfectly willing to challenge you for her.” Klaus let menace fill his voice, and her owner actually looked up, eyes widening when he realised who he was talking to.
“On second thoughts, I am willing to sell her after all.” And he named an astronomically high price. Klaus recognised this as a bartering position, and responded in kind, within ten minutes he had a new slave, and he pulled her out of the club.
“Tomorrow, after I’ve had enough time to study her pattern I’ll give her to Drethallen, they’ll both enjoy that.”
~~o()o~~
