James saw, in his mind's eye, the beautiful face of his mistress, Lilith. The ultimate object of desire, now acting as his rock. He focused on her and found within himself a new strength, stemming from his devotion to the demoness. With renewed vigor, James forced his sexual energy to heed his command, and he was rewarded.

Like a tub being drained, he felt his rampant desires spiral inward toward him, returning to the source. He forcibly suppressed his lust, surprised by how much easier it was now. With a new stopper in place and his power contained, James opened his eyes, sure that they had returned to their natural color. Everyone around him seemed to be somewhat confused as to what they were doing only moments before. Professor Sharp removed the chewed-up pencil from her mouth, cleared her throat, and went on with the lesson. No one remembered what had happened. James relaxed his body but kept his mind focused. Confident now in his ability to maintain his aura, he allowed his eyes to rove without fear of consequences.

The remainder of the class was uneventful, and when the hour ended everyone rose from their seats and made their way out the door, not knowing just how close they came to becoming meals for James' formidable sexual appetite. James was the last to make it to the door, and as he reached it, he stopped, hand hovering over the doorknob. An idea occurred to him, and he made a quick decision to roll with it; now was as good a time as any to test his control.

He closed the door to the classroom and turned the lock over. At the sound, Professor Sharp looked up in James' direction. "Mr. Marshall, wha-" She didn't get the chance to finish her question, as she was assaulted by the crashing wave of James' will. She froze where she stood, heart beating out of her chest, her cheeks flushed with blood. Controlling the intensity of his aura, James closed the distance to Professor Sharp's desk. When they stood face to face, he lessened the pressure his lust was exerting on her, allowing her to speak weakly, "C-can, I h-help you, James?" She swallowed hard and licked her lips nervously. Her green eyes shimmered with barely suppressed desire. James had to admit, he was impressed that she could withstand this amount of sexual energy without cumming on the spot; she clearly had great control over her body and her emotions.

But James was not the same man he had been an hour ago, he knew he was fully in command now. And with cool charisma, he flashed a smile that sent a pang of carnal desire coursing through Professor Sharp's body. He spoke firmly, "Yes, Katherine. You can help me." Her lip quivered in anticipation – not because of fear, but because of lust. She longed for him, and soon she would get what she wanted. "Get on your knees."

Without hesitation, and without waiting for further instruction, Katherine dropped to her knees, her manicured hands going straight for James' belt. As she stripped away layers of clothing, her desire for the man before her only grew. Her lust was incomprehensible, her body ached for him, and he was offering himself to her. When James' cock sprang free, she wasted no time in wrapping her lips around it, coating him in her saliva. James relaxed his aura a little more; he had Professor Sharp in the palm of his hand already, so now he gave her the freedom to please him as she liked.

And please him she did. Despite her usual calm composure and professionalism, Katherine quickly revealed herself to be quite the expert at sucking cock. She placed tender, wet kisses up and down the length of James' shaft before teasing the head with her tongue in slow circular motions. James sighed in pleasure; he'd imagined Professor Sharp's lips around him since the day he first laid eyes on her, and now he could have her any way he wanted.

Looking down fondly at his horny teacher, James pulled her auburn hair to the side so that he could better watch as her eager mouth engulfed his prick again. "Fuck," James spoke, "you're amazing."

Katherine hummed with joy at the compliment, sending pleasant reverberations through James' dick and his entire body. She began to slowly work her lips down his hard cock. With each bob of her head, she came closer and closer to his pelvis. She would run her tongue along his shaft on the way down, and on the way up she'd suck hard on his glans, until it popped from her mouth. She repeated this until she successfully deep-throated his entire cock, all 8 ½ inches. James moaned his approval, "Jesus, Katherine."

Catching her breath briefly, Professor Sharp looked up at James with sultry eyes, "Please, James," she said seductively, "call me Kat."

Pleasing James was having a serious effect on Katherine at this point, and she dug several fingers into her wet pussy in pursuit of more pleasure. James dropped his hands to his professor's head and took the lead, holding her as he moved his cock in and out of her waiting mouth. "Kat," he said, "I'm gonna cum."

Katherine acknowledged him with a delighted moan, working her fingers faster as she built toward her own climax. James was at his limit, and after a couple more strokes, he held Kat in place as he came in her mouth and down her throat. As his orgasm overtook him, he upped the intensity of his lustful aura, sending Kat to new heights before her own powerful orgasm crashed down around her. As the two came, they held one another's gaze as long as possible.

Professor Sharp swallowed James' load like a champ, only a few drops escaping her greedy lips as cum dripped down her chin and into her cleavage. As she sucked him dry, he too drained her. Their sexual energies mixing, James savored the euphoria Kat had given him. With more restraint than before, he pulled away before he hurt her.

The salacious teacher eagerly scooped up any remaining cum, cleaning her fingers and licking her lips. She stood on shaky legs, and James held her firmly until she was able to stand on her own. He couldn't resist leaning down and sharing a quick kiss with the beautiful woman, tasting himself on her luscious lips.

As he pulled his pants up, James brought his sexual power back under control, harder now that he had absorbed so much energy from Katherine, but still manageable. Straightening her skirt and fixing her hair, she spoke to her student, "Mr. Marshall, this was highly inappropriate;" a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, "I can't wait to do it again."

James smiled and nodded his acquiescence, "I know where to find you." Kat gave his cock one last playful squeeze before he turned and went.

Sex-fueled incubus or not, James was still a student, and that meant he had homework. He found a quiet spot in the library to work on some assignments, studying for a few hours before mental fatigue and physical exhaustion began to set in. He grabbed a bite to eat at the cafeteria before making his way back to the parking garage.

James was grateful that he didn't have to work at the coffee shop that day. With his power more secure than before, he was confident that he could work if he had to, but he could wait until tomorrow to find out. He returned to his car, which still smelled like sex, and drove home.

He dropped his bags as soon as he was through the door and collapsed on the couch next to his roommate, Mark. He yawned widely, starting off a chain reaction that earned him a light-hearted punch in the arm.

"Don't start that shit, asshole." joked Mark, keeping eyes forward and focused on his game.

"Sorry," James chuckled, "long day. David at work?"

"Ye," answered Mark, "Goddamnit." He put the controller down after getting sniped.

"Oof, 3rd place? Better luck next time." taunted James. He watched as his roommate rubbed his stiff neck and ran a hand through his shaggy black hair. Lilith's advice about being honest with himself echoed through his head for the second time that day. Mark was certainly a good-looking guy, but James had never really entertained any serious fantasies about being with another dude. He was too tired to think about shit like that anyway, deciding to put that on the back-burner for the time being.

"I blame you and your damn yawning," said Mark as he got up and stretched, making his way toward the kitchen. "Want a beer?"

"Nah, I'm good. Probably gonna head to bed soon; I'm beat." James responded, forcing himself to stand.

"Alright. Hey, I was thinking that we should get a pet." Mark called from the kitchen.

"What," James replied, "like a cat?"

Mark shook his head as James walked past him, heading down the hall to his bedroom. "Nah, something fun. Like a big dog."

"Why," quipped James, "So you can lose to it at wrestling too?" He laughed to himself as he closed his bedroom door behind him, cutting off any retorts from his roommate.

James slipped his shoes off and fell right into bed, exhausted as he was. Maintaining such fine control over his new power took a lot out of him, and he was asleep in seconds.

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