I'm sure Freud and Jung are having some fun bantering this one about while admiring your picture with that glorious shirt, brilliant necklace and wall rug in the background. Structurally this one is a tease with a bit of rhyme starting off, changing, hiding and peeking out again perhaps like your opening lines and from the previous comment from Jezi's crack in the closet door.
Lot's of news (fake or not?) on the predatory male aspect of our being so was this a wisp of premonition that worked its way out via keyboard? Both Incubus and Succubus are demonic forms but if either option is open to a given demon what a boon to the "dark side" as often held in repression or hidden deep within one's shadow that could be! (Adjusts dirty old man hat.)
From a critical aspect (this site says to) if looking at something like this that I was writing, I'd suggest there's currently too many uses of "he", "you" and "your" unless that is a working element you intend for effect. This particularly from someone bearing such a vast array of available vocabulary as yourself.
At the closing i wonder if some interjection of evidence for one's having had a "wet dream" might not be welcome, assuming one is not worried about incurring an "R" rating for doing so? "With no regrets or reticence" implies ultimate consent as any jury of peers should find, hence, "there's nothing dirty going on" as Dolly sings in my favorite musical.
How about a story about an Incubus meeting up with a Succubus? Hmmm...
The imagery and content here is strong! Reminds me of a time recently when I had a sleep paralysis attack and saw my closet door open a crack and when I knew that it had been shut tight. I couldn't do anything but watch as it open just a crack and something was watching me until I panicked and shook myself out of the paralysis. Creepy yet fascinating. This is some deep stuff that you've wrote here. I haven't read you in awhile. Nice to read you again Bruce. Hope all is well you :)