Hands Off the Succubus's Wings!

Cisiel, a straight man, is reborn as an incubus: delicate and soft, with a pretty face, the very model of an incubus. He can top exactly zero people.

His first trip to the human world is to find the poor soul he accidentally bound himself to as quickly as possible. After all, as a side effect of the contract, if the poor soul doesn't receive his affection in time, he'll gradually lose himself and become an incubus's plaything.

The problem is, he gets lost.

When he finally finds the poor soul, the man is dressed in a sharp suit, his expression cool. Only the torment of desire has left his eyes faintly red and his composure slightly frayed.

Recognizing his face, Cisiel trembles with fear, nearly turning to run.

That's Horns, the legendary director of the Bureau of Anomalous Affairs, a merciless killing machine with no humanity. Countless demons have died at his hands.

But out of guilt, Cisiel swallows his embarrassment and takes the initiative to cuddle up to Horns.

The threats he'd planned to make lose much of their force when he ends up crying until his eyes are red.

“You have to obey my orders, or you'll be punished like this again!”

Horns says nothing. He just thinks the incubus seems more like the one being bullied.

Later, Cisiel discovers that Horns is far too obedient when it comes to cuddling.

Tell him to hold him, and he does, without hesitation.

Sitting on a man's lap is embarrassing, but Cisiel is so painfully shy he can't bring himself to say so.

At last, once he's gotten used to it, he works up the courage to kiss him, only for Horns to grip his neck and kiss him until he's dizzy.

Like a machine, he just keeps going unless someone tells him to stop.

The difference in strength is too great for Cisiel to break free, and, to the great shame of all incubi, he ends up crying from the kisses.

Is the contract really that powerful?

Why can't even I control myself? QAQ

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The archangel Raphael is trapped in the Abyss, while countless avatars roam the human world.

His avatars carry out their missions without tiring, and Raphael himself gradually grows weary of endless battle.

One day, an avatar on the verge of collapse is cursed by a little incubus.

The little incubus has no idea that he has accidentally seized control of Raphael's avatar, and is at a loss as the avatar obediently kisses him.

The little incubus unwittingly confesses to the archangel, unaware that the human who recites love poems to him every day is hiding a monstrous body twisted by corruption.

Raphael thinks they were made for each other.

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A conscientious, clueless straight guy x a half-machine, fatherly angel

Theme: Hold on to hope