I got a very interesting request I just had to do. Plus I know you have been requesting an incubus! So enjoy this lovely priest incubus from his POV.
I’ve been at this church for some time now and I’ve enjoyed it immensely. The congregation is small but the love in it is large and real. For the first time in a long time, I feel safe with where I am at. I feel comfortable in my own skin. Or well, I’m comfortable at least with the appearance I’ve put on. I’ve not worn my true appearance for some time, especially not in front of anyone. If they knew who I truly was I would be lost again. If I lost this church I feel I would never truly recover.
The truth is I am no mortal man, I am a demon, an incubus. For longer than I care to admit I prayed upon the weak to fill myself, but it had never brought me any true happiness. In my weakest state, I discovered what truly made me happy. I was stopped by a blind priest who, despite knowing who and what I was, took me in and was kind to me. He showed me a love and a way that gave me the fulfillment I sought out. Sex and carnality were only a means to what my kind needed, but the priest taught me a new way.