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maybe it was everything piling up at once. the homesickness that hit harder than he expected, the looming weight of midterms, the endless hours at his part-time job, and the sleep— well, the complete lack of it.
jay had been running on fumes for weeks, so when he found that oddly designed pamphlet wedged between his textbooks, he barely blinked. flipping through the pamphlet, he thought— fuck it and decided to humor himself.
it wasn’t rational thinking that followed, just instinct powered by exhaustion and fraying nerves. so yes, in hindsight, he had probably lost his mind a little when he knocked on heesung’s door and asked to borrow some candles.
considering jay rarely ever asks his neighbor for anything. needless to say, it was enough to make heesung raise a brow the second he opened the door. “hey jay, what's up?”
jay scratched his head, pamphlet tucked under one arm. “eh. thinking of summoning a demon, probably. you got any candles?”
there was a pause, the kind that made jay wonder if he’d finally scared off the only neighbor who occasionally lent him ramyeon packets. but then heesung let out a long breath, disappeared inside for a second, and came back with two lavender-scented candles and a cinnamon one. no questions, no judgment— well, a little bit of judgement and an one-sided agreement that whatever jay was going through, it probably warranted a little ritualistic nonsense.
with the candles in hands, he turns back around and into his apartment. doors closed with a soft click.
now, the summoning ritual had asked for a lot of things. things that most college students, unsurprisingly, wouldn't have on hand. goat’s blood. holy water. salt harvested from the depths of decelis… whatever that meant? the list read like someone’s bad attempt at roleplaying a medieval cult leader.
so he improvised.
instead of sacred salt, jay grabbed the generic table salt from his kitchen shelf. holy water became tap water from his sink, which he let run for a few seconds just to feel like he was doing something intentional. and as for the summoning circle that originally called for goat’s blood, he opted for red electrical tape. at least that way, he could peel it off the floor later without having to explain a mess to anyone. it wasn’t accurate by any means, even for jay’s mildly perfectionist brain didn’t notice but at this point, accuracy wasn’t the point. completion was. and maybe a little catharsis.
he dusted off imaginary lint from his sweatpants, took a breath, and looked down at the mess he’d made. the candles were now lit and in place, casting a soft, uneven glow across the floor and filling the room with a surprisingly pleasant mix of lavender and cinnamon. the scent reminded jay of the honey lavender matcha he always ordered from the café down the street. a little reward he’d been craving all week.
a glance at the clock told him it was already midnight. damn. the café is definitely closed. he sighed, mildly disappointed, but told himself he’d go tomorrow. assuming this whole summoning thing didn’t end with him getting cursed.
right now, he had other things to worry about.
jay crouched down, pamphlet in hand, double-checking the ridiculous checklist one last time. salt—check. water—kind of check. candles—check. summoning circle—technically check. “all that was left now was the incantation,” he uttered as he squinted at the jagged latin printed at the bottom of the page, then cleared his throat.
under his breath, jay mumbled the unfamiliar words. quietly, hesitantly, but apparently just clearly enough.
the response was immediate. the candle flames snapped upright before flickering violently as a low tremor rolled through the floor beneath him. jay’s tired brain tried to rationalize. earthquake, maybe? old building? nothing to worry about.
he barely noticed the faint glow pulsing from the circle he’d taped together earlier.
until it flared.
“you fuck—” growled a voice, deep and rough like gravel.
jay’s head snapped up just in time to see something—someone—appear. but it more felt like it drop someone into the center of the circle, landing with the kind of dramatic thud that rattled the nearby coffee table.
“great. now where am i?” the figure muttered, brushing himself off with an air of annoyance as he slowly rose to full height.
and wow, he was tall. like inhumanly tall. and the tallest person he knew was his neighbor heesung… and his baby brother riki.
jay’s eyes traveled upward, trying to process the unnatural proportions. the man— demon? creature?— had horns that curled back from his head, black and jagged like polished obsidian. his skin was pale, milky smooth in a way that didn’t look entirely human, and his features were ridiculously attractive.
oh no, jay thought. he’s hot.
thick brows that arched with a kind of effortless arrogance, and a sharp jawline that looked like it had been carved with serious intent. the demon’s hair was pitch black, perfectly tousled like he'd walked out of some fashion shoot. and his eyes were piercing with an unnatural shade of icy gray, so clear they practically glowed, sweeping across the living room like he was cataloguing every piece of furniture.
he was also, unexpectedly, in a suit.
a full business getup: crisp black blazer, matching slacks, white button-up, and a blood-red tie neatly knotted at his throat. not a wrinkle in sight. even the name tag clipped neatly to his lapel read hello, my name is: sunghoon—
“looks like some kind of human dwelling,” he muttered, almost to himself, nose wrinkling slightly. the demon’s gaze finally, his eyes settled on jay.
a smirk curled on his heart-shaped lips. “well, i guess now i don’t have to go looking for the book.”
“uh, excuse me? where did you find this?” sunghoon asked, now speaking directly to jay, who was still crouched like he’d forgotten how his legs worked. his brain had apparently short-circuited somewhere between this can’t be real and oh no, he’s hot.
guess he took too long to respond as the demon sighed sharply, exasperated. “you—you realize what you’ve done, right?”
jay blinked.
“didn’t your parents ever tell you not to perform strange rituals you find in an old tome?” he continued, crossing his arms. “where did you even get this? you just… found it?”
sunghoon stared expectantly, like he was waiting for something other than jay’s blank silence.
“oh, don’t look so shocked. you performed an incubus summoning ritual... and then you’re surprised when an incubus shows up? doesn’t make much sense, does it?”
unhelpfully, he opened his mouth, then closed it again.
the demon took another deep inhale of the air, paused, then recoiled slightly. his eyes narrowed. “did you summon me using lavender-scented candles?”
“and cinnamon,” jay offered weakly. “look, i thought you guys weren’t real.”
“not real?” the demon repeated, utterly offended. “you found an ancient and demonic tome that shimmers and glows with evil energy— and you think demons aren’t real?”
the sleep-deprived student frowned and jabbed a finger towards the cover. this sunghoon guy was starting to lose his charm. “never mind that it says employee handbook in english—”
“it’s a very ancient tome,” he muttered quickly, his pretty— calm down there jay, face twitching with indignation. his arms crossed tighter over his chest as he leaned in slightly, tone clipped. “now answer my question. where did you find the book?”
jay’s shoulders lifted in a shrug as he pushed himself off the floor, movement stiff and awkward. “i don’t know, man. it was slipped between my textbooks. people hand out pamphlets all the time on campus.”
that clearly wasn’t the answer sunghoon had expected.
“i—um. okay, that’s… well.” he faltered, blinking as if recalibrating. his polished, otherworldly presence cracked for a second. he looked like someone trying very hard not to lose his temper in a corporate meeting.
his jaw tightened, lips pressing into a thin line. then, under his breath but not nearly quiet enough, he muttered, “when i get back to the office, i’m going to wring jaeyun’s neck.”
maybe his brain was still delayed from staying up after his late shift to finish his sixteen-page essay, because that was somehow the thing that tripped him up.
sunghoon quickly straightened, plastering on a polite smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “oh, it’s nothing. don’t worry about it,” he said, catching jay’s bewildered stare. “you look… awfully confused.”
he let that hang in the air for a second before sighing, rolling his shoulders back like he was preparing for a presentation.
“okay, i’ll dumb this down for you so you can actually understand the situation you’ve gotten yourself into.”
a lingering mix of disbelief and fatigue remained on jay’s face. his mouth pressed into a line, fingers tapping once against his knee before going still again. whatever comeback had been forming, he let it drop.
“you completed an incubus summoning ritual—which, frankly, i don’t know how, considering i know for a fact i’m not standing in goat’s blood right now— but the fact remains, you did it. and that means this,” he gestured vaguely to himself, the circle, the flickering candles, “is a contract.”
the ethereal being said it like it was obvious. like jay should’ve read the fine print on the back of the cursed pamphlet.
“when someone from the human realm performs the ritual, in exchange for the most intense pleasurable experience in your short miserable life— i get ownership of your soul in the afterlife. it’s simple really”
he paused, letting the weight of that word settle. then, with an eerie calmness, sunghoon adds, “and since you summoned me, that’s what you’re going to get.”
jay felt his throat go dry. the exhaustion that had clung to him for days suddenly dissipated now replaced with the weight of growing dread. sunghoon’s gaze met his, cool and unblinking, and it felt like being pinned beneath ice.
“now,” sunghoon continued, stepping past the edge of the circle, “normally i’d just take the book and leave. fulfill the contract at my own convenience.”
he rolled his neck, a sharp click breaking the silence.
“but this entire frustrating situation…” his voice trailed off, tone growing flatter, “has me feeling the need to blow off some steam.”
something in jay’s gut twisted. not liking where this was going as his instincts screamed at him to back away, but his body stayed rooted in place, frozen by some mix of disbelief and dumb curiosity. maybe… mildly hints of horniness.
sunghoon’s eyes dragged slowly over him, amused now. “besides,” he said, lips curling just slightly, “you look like a nice little treat.”
“so go ahead, mortal—”
“my name is jay.”
a flicker of annoyance passed over sunghoon’s face. it was brief, gone the next second, replaced by a tight smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes.
“so go ahead, jay. make your request. any comfort of the flesh is at your command.” his grin stretched wider, and in the glint of candlelight, something sharp caught jay’s eye— definitely a fang.
another second passed.
he shifted where he sat, eyes dropping to the melted wax pooling at the base of the candles and the crooked lines of tape circling him. as needy as he might be right now, the whole selling-his-soul part was still a dealbreaker.
that— and jay was still a virgin.
“well,” sunghoon drawled, “you did have something in mind when you summoned me, didn’t you?”
“um…” the hesitation in jay earned no sympathy. sunghoon leaned forward slightly, gaze narrowing as he studied the taped circle on the floor.
“are you one of those weirdos who does little rituals and spells in your room just to see if something happens?” a sharp breath followed. “you know what— never mind. i can clearly see it.”
“hey— i take offense to that!” jay snapped, jutting his lip out in a pout. “i’ll have you know, i did have something in mind.”
“oh yeah?” sunghoon said, tilting his head slightly. “then what do you request?”
“can i like… hold off for a second?” jay then sheepishly asked, eyes darting between the candles and sunghoon’s expression.
the way sunghoon went still made it obvious how little patience he had left. “oh no no no no,” he said, drawing out each word. “you signed a blood pact, mortal. you can’t go back on it or you’ll perish and be sent to the demon realm immediately for breach of contract.”
movement in the corner of his vision brought sunghoon’s figure closer. the distance between them vanished in seconds. jay flinched as sunghoon stepped in close, the sudden proximity enough to set every nerve in his body on edge.
breath grazed the shell of his ear. “and the courts in the demon realm do not take breach of contract lightly.”
“wait, what—” the human started, but sunghoon kept going.
“you’ll probably get converted into some kind of small, pathetic gremlin demon,” sunghoon said, pulling back slightly, “and be sentenced to work in the mines. or the farms. for all of eternity.”
“you’re joking,” jay muttered.
“do i look like i’m joking?” sunghoon asked, voice losing its usual polish. it was enough for jay to keep his mouth shut.
“so,” sunghoon said, staring down at him, “spit it out. or come up with something quickly. because i am rapidly losing my patience with this ridiculous charade.”
jay pressed his lips together, thinking fast. sunghoon was attractive, sure, insanely attractive—but he had no intention of losing his virginity to an incubus he didn’t mean to summon. not when he already had someone else in mind.
“so it can be anything,” jay asked, voice careful, “as long as our… flesh touches?” his own words made him cringe internally. he hated how clinical it sounded, like he was reading off a cursed textbook.
“uh huh,” sunghoon said, giving a slow nod. “anything you want that involves physical touch. your choice.”
jay didn’t let himself hesitate this time.
“then let’s cuddle,” he said.
sunghoon blinked once, then frowned. “i’m sorry, what was that?”
“i said let’s cuddle,” jay repeated, firmer this time. this had to be the most embarrassing request ever made under a literal demonic contract.
the immortal’s brow twitched as said, “i… don’t think i understand,”
“oh my god,” jay said, arms lifting in mild exasperation. “i want you to cuddle me to sleep.” he didn’t know what he expected from saying it out loud, but it sure as hell wasn’t this awkward
“right,” sunghoon said slowly. “okay. that’s what i thought you said.”
an audible breath left the demon, clearly trying to process it. “so you want me, an immortal magical incubus who has mastered every known technique of carnal pleasure—someone capable of giving you the most intense experience of your life—to cuddle you to sleep.”
“yep.” jay kept his face blank. the shorter wasn’t sure if it was pride or just sleep deprivation keeping him stubborn, but he meant it.
sunghoon stared for a long second, then abruptly turned toward the book.”...you know what, on second thought,” he muttered, “i’m just going to take my book and go.”
“give me that book,” sunghoon said, gesturing toward the slim volume still clutched to jay’s chest.
“nah,” jay replied quickly, mischief flickering in his eyes.
“i said give me the book or i’ll cook you right where you’re standing,” sunghoon snapped, irritation rising.
“nuh uh,” replying flatly as the mortal takes a single step back. causing sunghoon to narrow his eyes. “nuh uh? how do you know i won’t do anything to harm you?”
“you can’t,” jay said, words firm despite the nerves in his fingers. “it’s in the book.”
“what—what page does it say that on?”
“page 1130.”
sunghoon scoffed and pulled out his own copy. “tch. no it doesn’t…” he flipped through quickly. his tongue clicked against the roof of his mouth the moment he spotted the clause. “damn.”
“alright, fine.” the incubus agrees, brushing a hand across his sleeve, more for composure than dust. “how do you want to do this?”
jay watches as sunghoon glanced away from him. “i’m not familiar with how this works,” he admitted under his breath as a light flush rose across his cheeks, stark against pale skin. “this… cuddling thing.”
jay noticed. he definitely noticed. with a satisfied grin of outwitting a demon, he shifted forward and launched into explanation.
“okay, so. it’s not that complicated,” he said, voice casual. “you lie down next to me, arms go around—uh, usually around the waist or shoulders—and you stay there. that’s it. minimal movement. maximum warmth.”
it was almost… cute? cute to see sunghoon gave a slow nod, taking it in with an almost comical seriousness.
“you don’t have to say anything,” jay added, fighting back the urge to laugh. “just breathe like a normal person and don’t hover weirdly. and no spells. or glowing. or whatever it is you do when you’re being spooky.”
another nod from the taller figure, this one slower. almost thoughtful.
jay let the silence settle just long enough before capping it with a shrug. “it’s simple, really.”
the smile that followed didn’t even try to hide how pleased jay was to throw those words back at the lust demon. especially when sunghoon let out a short scoff, low and disbelieving.
“so,” the demon asked, arms folding loosely, “are you ready to go to bed right now?”
“mhm… not yet, actually.” jay shifted his weight, glancing toward the hallway.
sunghoon tilted his head. “what do you mean not yet?”
“i still need to get ready.” the words came casually, like it should’ve been obvious. as he spoke, he started moving, now more comfortable, cleaning up the remnants of the ritual, which mostly meant blowing out the candles one by one.
“get... ready?” the demon echoed, brow twitching for what felt like the twentieth time that night.
“yeah. not everyone’s lucky enough to have perfect immortal magical skin,” jay said, waving vaguely at sunghoon’s entire face.
“right—okay then,” sunghoon muttered, stepping aside with a slight wave. “go ahead and brush your teeth and everything.” his tone was flat, but the way his eyes followed jay to the bathroom said this is not over.
after what seems to be a while— it wasn’t, it was only five minutes— sunghoon finds himself hovering just outside the bathroom doorway, gaze flicking toward the figure standing at the sink.
jay was halfway through uncapping his toothpaste when he heard it.
“you have a basic toothbrush instead of those sonic vibrating ones?”
he raised an eyebrow without looking back. “i’m a broke college student, sunghoon. don’t judge.”
“no—i’m not judging you,” the incubus said quickly, stepping further in. “i’m just… i don’t know. i heard the vibrating ones are better at cleaning your teeth…” the rest came out faster than he meant it to.
“i guess it doesn’t matter if you brush twice a day anyway,” sunghoon added, shifting his weight, “and, you know, if your technique is good… or whatever.”
jay, mid-brush, paused just long enough to glance at him through the mirror. foam at the corner of his mouth, unimpressed stare and all. sunghoon cleared his throat. “and don’t brush too hard—it’s bad for your gums.”
nodding to the advice, jay went back to brushing. keeping it in mind, he guessed.
“and make sure to floss,” came the follow-up, muttering just loud enough to be heard over running water.
the human spat, rinsed, and turned with a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “sunghoon, if i didn’t know any better, i’d think you care about me.”
the reaction was immediate.
“w-what? no—i’m just making sure you do it right,” sunghoon blurted, eyes darting to anything that wasn’t jay’s face. the mess of him—the stiff posture, the rapid-fire denial, the way he suddenly seemed to forget what to do with his hands—only made it worse. or better, depending on how much you were enjoying it.
jay definitely was.
aww. he does care, he thought, biting back a laugh as he dried his hands on a towel.
“look, can you hurry up?” sunghoon said, trying and failing to sound annoyed. “i don’t have all night.”
jay glanced back at the mirror, catching the reflection of the demon still lingering near the doorway. he tried to keep the grin off his face, but it wasn’t working.
the ancient being who had appeared in a glow of smoke and threat now looked less like a soul-stealing nightmare and more like a sulking… tsundere. the term crossed his mind before he could stop it.
ugh. i really need to lay off the anime, he thought, shaking his head at himself.
he turned back to the sink and continued with his bedtime routine: toner, essence, moisturizer, a little too much care for someone about to share a bed with a centuries-old incubus but he figured if sunghoon was going to act like that, he might as well commit to the bit.
eventually, sunghoon slipped away without another word, retreating to his bedroom, he assumed. the human didn’t follow right away. instead, he took a moment to lean on the counter, watching the last droplets of water slide down the mirror before finally exhaling a quiet laugh.
yep. definitely a tsundere.
when jay finds the incubus again, he was exactly where he had assumed. sunghoon stood near the bed, already changed into a fresh set of pajamas.
that part, he hadn’t expected.
it took genuine effort not to burst out laughing at the sight—sunghoon, the ever-composed, sharp-tongued incubus, dressed in a crisp white pajama set complete with a matching sleeping cap. if it weren’t for his ridiculous height and the horns still curling from his head, jay might’ve mistaken him for an overgrown human cosplaying a children’s book character.
“hm— finished?” sunghoon asked, eyeing him from across the room.
jay gave a noncommittal grunt and a nod, still standing at the doorframe, watching as the demon crossed to the bed.
“ugh, finally,” sunghoon muttered. “alright. where do you want me to sit?”
a sound escaped jay, something between a laugh and a snort. “sit? have you never cuddled before? you’re supposed to lie down.” he sees sunghoon stiffened.
“lying down?” the incubus parroted, voice quieter now. though reluctantly, he eased himself onto the mattress. jay can see him doing his best not to look flustered, practically feel him trying not to prove his point about the whole “tsundere” thing.
as the human stepped further into the room, jay noticed with no small amount of relief that the incarnate of lust actually fit on the bed. barely. but the audible creak of the frame as sunghoon settled in didn’t inspire much confidence.
god, please don’t let this thing snap— i just got it from jungwon last week.
jay crawled onto the bed after him, immediately noting the absurd size difference between the two of them. lying beside sunghoon made it feel like he’d been shrunk down by comparison.
“so i’m supposed to be behind you… like this?” sunghoon asked, voice oddly innocent as he shifted. his arms hesitated before eventually settling around jay’s waist.
“yeah, this is about right,” the human confirmed, adjusting slightly.
they both fumbled for a moment, working out the logistics of their limbs (mainly sunghoon) and space (again, mainly sunghoon), until jay finally found a position that didn’t involve a knee to the stomach. his head came to rest against sunghoon’s chest, surprisingly comfortable despite the obvious lack of experience.
he hadn’t really known what to expect. hell was, well, hell. but he hadn’t guessed sunghoon’s skin would be cold to the touch. not unpleasantly so, but definitely cooler than his own. beneath his ear, he heard sunghoon exhale, slow and quiet. and then something else.
a heartbeat.
steady, muted through fabric and skin. it caught jay off guard. he didn’t know much about demon biology, but the presence of a heartbeat felt... human. it was surprising but not unwelcome. the rhythm carried in the silence, enough to start lulling him toward sleep, until sunghoon spoke again.
“aren’t you going to get too hot with me spooning you like this?” he asked, voice low.
jay cracked one eye open. “sunghoon— you’re a fucking ice pack. i’ll be fine. now go to sleep.”
“fine. have it your way,” came the reply, clearly resigned. if jay weren’t already half-asleep, he could’ve sworn he felt the pout rolling off him.
“are you asleep yet?” sunghoon asked, impatience bleeding through his voice.
“no,” jay replied flatly.
“still?”
“sunghoon, you can’t rush me.” his head tilted up slightly, now both eyes cracking open to meet his grey gaze.
their eyes held, silent but unhurried. jay didn't say anything, but his gaze lingered—drawn once again to the demon’s features. sharp jaw, unfairly long lashes, and those three moles dusting across his face like they’d been placed with intention.
“alright, fine…” sunghoon muttered, finally settling again.
jay felt a hand ease into his hair, fingers slowly combing through with tenderness. he blinked, surprised. the motion was soothing. comforting. exactly what he needed after the week he’d had.
he hadn’t expected that. not from a powerful immortal being who, not long ago, had threatened to cook him alive and looked like he could snap him in half without blinking.
his friends always said he was like a cat—touch-starved and terrible at admitting it. and things like this? they’d practically short-circuit him.
they weren’t wrong.
“if i play with your hair like this… will you fall asleep?” he heard sunghoon ask, fingers still moving gently through his hair. not wanting to admit how easily he was already melting, jay snarked, “nah… good try though.”
a yawn slipped out right after, completely betraying him.
“well, okay. we’ll just see about that,” sunghoon said. there was a hint of cockiness in it, maybe. or maybe jay imagined it. either way, he didn’t have the energy to argue.
sleep caught him fast. the exhaustion he’d been shoving aside all day finally crept in, settling deep. can’t wait to have that matcha tomorrow. he thinks to himself, his body relaxed, smug in the knowledge that he’d outsmarted an incubus.
with the steady rhythm of sunghoon’s heartbeat under his ear and the soft patter of rain against the window, jay finally let go.
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hot…
that was the first thing jay noticed—heat blooming low in his body, a slow burn pooling in his lower half. a weight anchoring him in place. an unknown sensation of fullness. all of which causes his body to stir slowly, still caught between sleep and whatever had pulled him out of it.
his hearing came next. faint and slow. the rain had picked up, heavier now as it pelted against the window in steady sheets. but layered beneath it, there was something else. a wet, rhythmic and soft sound.
and then the uneven creaking of his bed frame. just enough to make his pulse stutter.
jay didn’t move right away, not that he could anyways. he was paralyze, just lay still, letting his half-conscious mind sort through the senses. his thoughts catching on fragments as they floated up through the fog. something about the heat. the sound. the fullness. the weight above him.
but then what truly jerks him from his slumber was the sound of sunghoon’s deep grunts.
jay's eyes snap opened, barely sure if he was even awake. the room was so dark that it was hard to know if his eyes were even open, if it weren't for the sight of sunghoon looming over him, his massive frame casting some sort of shadow on the wall. two large hands gripping at his waist and legs thrown over the shoulders. sunghoon's white shirt was gone, and his pants were pulled down, revealing enough to show the demon’s engorged cock stuffing jay's exposed aching cunt.
oh fuck—
he sharply gasped, his head dipping back as the rest of his senses returned, feeling the ache in his stretched out cunt. the pain searing as jay gets his virginity stolen in his sleep.
he can feel the weight of sunghoon's body over him, the point of his dick spearing at the entrance of jay's womb. despite the immense amount of pain, the hot, tingling sensation that spread throughout his body makes his skin prickle with sensitivity. even more so with how icy to the touch the incubus’s body was compared to his own.
his pussy was on fire. his body trembles with pleasure. and fuck– is that his dick in my stomach? jay watches with bated breath, a subtle bulge forming in the timing of the poundings.
the sound of the rain hitting the windowpane was barely drowned out by sunghoon's heavy breathing and groans, his body moving in a deliberate rhythm that seemed to match the pounding of jay's heart.
sunghoon, now noticing the human beneath him was awake, let out a velvety chuckle. his voice, low and smug, dripped with amusement as he leaned in closer.
“aw… what?” the demon grinned, fangs peeking out just enough to catch the dim light. his tone turned condescending, almost playful. “are you surprised?”
jay’s breath hitched, a faint whimper escaping before he could stop it. then a precise thrust, the crown of sunghoon’s cock punishing his tight insides, sends shivers down his spine and leaves him gasping for air. it scares jay how once thrust can make his mind go blank for even a second.
now pausing his ministrations, the incubus shifted forward, leaning in closely. pushing the shaft even deeper as his icy skin brushed against jay's. “did you honestly think spooning was enough to repay me?” sunghoon murmured against his ear, the breath tickling his skin.
the words settled like a weight on his spine. jay still laying helpless on his mattress, nearly folded in half. “did you think i’d make an exception for you because you’re cute?” the demon scoffed, voice curling with mock sweetness. “oh, get over yourself.”
he shifted back, the mattress creaking softly beneath their weight.
“i’m a demon. an incubus,” sunghoon continued. “my intentions from the moment you summoned me were to get back at you—and devour your soul— for bringing me here with a book you absolutely had no business reading.”
the human’s heart pounded, thudding dully beneath his ribs. he swallowed hard, but his throat felt dry. tears threatening to fall from his eyes.
“and did you think you were special?” sunghoon sneered. “you’re just a human.”
there was no warmth to his voice, only cold and icy. “my job is to manipulate and steal the soul of as many of you as i can,” he went on, his gaze locking onto jay’s, boring a hole through his very being. “and i’m fucking furious that you summoned me for something so ridiculous.”
just to punish the mortal, sunghoon slams his cock into his pussy. jay’s narrowly going cross eyed as a choked moan leaves his lips. “n-ngh!”
“so i’m going to get as much use out of you as i can and then send your limp and broken body to the underworld where you’ll be a servant for the dark forces of hell for all of eternity.”
the words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of his threat, leaving the human trembling and terrified. “but not before i fuck the soul out of you first.” sunghoon finishes, his voice a low growl. his grip on jay’s waist tightened again, his fingers digging into the soft flesh, a hold that spoke of the impending doom for the human.
the incubus resumed his punishment. the movement now charged with a brutal urgency. his hips meeting jay’s. each thrust a calculated assault to the human’s swollen walls, just to keep jay screaming. his eyes quickly glossed with tears. “p-pleas- stop–”
sunghoon’s dick was wet from a mixture of pussy juice and pre-cum, as it slides roughly through jay’s abused and red folds, the friction sending a jolt of pain through his trembling body.
there was no tenderness, no gentleness or whatsoever. the frantic movement sends a fresh wave of fear and arousal through jay's body, filling the room with sunghoon’s grunts and his own cries.
“yeah? did it feel nice?” sunghoon’s voice curled at the edge, mockingly. “thinking you were the one in control? huh?”
the demon's tone had dropped lower, the very air crackling with danger. the pacing of his hips becomes harsher and a treacherous pleasure that betrays his fear as he feels his walls squeeze tightly around the dick. jay choked on his spit. he can barely focus his eyes on the mythical creature, let alone voice an answer.
“use your words and speak to me, human.”
the command landed sharp, and jay stiffened beneath him, his body tensing as if preparing for something. he couldn’t trust himself to speak, not when the lustful feelings course through him were so conflicting, so potent.
jay thinks he’s going to lose his mind. a sob ripped from his lips as he felt his pussy uncontrollably tighten up. “a-aah ah!” the mortal’s voice cracking as he cums all over sunghoon’s the thick girth.
“aww, you were so talkative earlier when you were giving me commands,” sunghoon taunted, his voice lilting with amusement. “what happened to that confidence?”
a low laugh followed, cruel and slow.
“did you really think you’d won? that you were going to summon an ancient demon—an incubus— and not get dragged to the underworld for it?”
jay felt his pulse spike, breath caught in his throat as the said incubus spat, “you fucking idiot.”
“i—i thought it was a joke!” jay finally managed to get out, his voice shaky, panicked.
the demon stilled for half a second then suddenly use his large hand to slap at his clit.
thwack!
the smaller yelps at the pain traveling through his bundle of nerves. “f-fuck…” he wheeze softly. cheeks flushing further from embarrassment.
“oh, well,” he said, voice pitching up in false cheer. “if you thought it was a joke, maybe you shouldn’t have been so naive and performed a ritual from your silly little joke book.”
“i—i’m s-sorry,” jay said, barely above a whisper.
but it doesn’t make it any better.
instead, it seemed to make sunghoon angrier. his grip digging again, leaving a burning imprint. the purple and blue forming beneath his skin.
“oh, it’s far too late for that,” he hissed. “you embarrassed me. you made me look like a fool—playing your little cuddling game. and now i’m going to pound you until you pass out.” the incubus’s breath was ragged now, the rage radiating off him.
“now that i got you all stretched out and warmed-up. you’ll serve me exactly how i want,” he said, more decree than threat, every word deliberate. “and you’re going to give me everything i want.”
the demon slowly ceases his rut and pull out. the hold around his waist loosening, then released entirely, dropping him back onto the bed with a soft thud. the sudden shift was jarring, leaving jay momentarily disoriented.
a weak whine leaving his lips at the noticeable emptiness. his pussy throbbing for his sunghoon’s cock again.
sunghoon moves off the bed, smug at how he caught a such a delectable human, lip licking for what’s to come. the air thrumming with anticipation as he commands,“now lay on your back. hang your head off the side of the bed,” his words leaving no room for debate.
“w-wait a minute now,” jay stammers, eyes owlishly wide, his breath catching in his throat as he finally get a proper look at sunghoon’s dick. much like the rest of the demon, his cock was big and pale. a purplish pink sheathe with veins along the side, practically pulsing along with a thick dark crown, pre-cum forming at the tip.
it was wet from his juices and his blood… this demon was ruining him. jay let out a protest, further annoying the already furious demon, “you can’t be serious righ–”
“if you aren’t going to shut up,” the incubus interrupts, low and sharp, “i’ll shut you up myself.” grabbing jay by his hair and dragging his ass over to the edge. jay’s head now hanging off, his sight looking nervously at sunghoon’s cock.
“think you can fit 9 thick inches of incubus cock in your throat?” sunghoon smugly asked, mused by jay’s reaction, teasing the boy, he slowly brought the thick, dark tip of his cock to jay’s lips. he gently slapped his tip against the soft, vulnerable flesh, pre-cum already glistening, coating the lips in a slick, inviting sheen. the look in jay’s eyes clearly doesn't exudes confidence and yet he couldn’t help but feel the increasing slickness between his legs, a traitorous response to the fear that coursed through him.
“aw are you scared? too bad, you better hope that you can,”the demon continued, taunting the boy before the inevitable plunge into his small mouth.
without a second to waste, sunghoon forces his bulbous head past jay’s parted lips, a tingling sensation felt from stretching his mouth wide to take in the plunging length deeper and deeper.
jay lets out a choked noise, tasting pre-cum, his blood and his slick alongside sunghoon’s prominent veins sliding down his tongue. his head feels dizzy– ears ringing though he can faintly hear sunghoon curse as his shaft continues to descend down his throat.
“oh fuck, you did better than i thought you would,”sunghoon croons as jay feels the crown reaching past the depths of his throat. and even if sunghoon didn’t move, jay’s gag reflex was pushing to its limits. it was enough to cause tears to prick again at the corner of his eyes. he’s seriously regretting the choices that led to this.
“mhm but can you keep it up though?” the demon whispers, his hips slowly pushing further. “you’re just about half-way in.”
jay muffled a sobs as he continues to take in sunghoon’s dick down his throat. his hands bundling his the bed sheets beneath him. while his head goes fuzzy and struggling to keep up with everything going on.
and to sunghoon’s amusement and pleasure, jay was able to handle his monstrous cock. just barely.
“fuck.. jay…” he groaned, his head tilting back then return to stare down at jay’s bulged neck. satisfied, sunghoon’s hips began to move his hips, speeding picking up with every gag and choked moan leaves the human’s lips. “you choking makes me wanna pound your mouth harder.”
mercilessly, he ram his cock deep into jay’s gullet, watching with satisfaction at jay’s flushed face. the way, his human’s eyes glazed over with an expression that pleads for more even if he doesn’t realize it.
“mhm… oh lucifer,” the demon relishing jay’s greedy and hot mouth. the drool seeping from the corner of his lips, the tight constriction engulfing his entire length. “i want to tear you apart.”
jay trembles, trying to breathe through his nose despite the brutal intrusion. anything to keep his throat relaxed as he feels his dinner tonight threaten to be vomited up.
“ugh feels so good— your tight little throat wrapped around this big dick.”
it was like sunghoon’s cock was molding his throat to be the perfect fleshtoy as the demon rapidly piston his cock in and out. his heavy balls slapping against his forehead. the sound of their moans resonating in the room.
“i think it’s about time i filled your throat with my incubus’s cum,” jay hears through the haze. “what do you think huh?” sunghoon teases, knowing the answer already as his rhythm grows erratic.
“you better swallow every drop,” sunghoon warned, his voice dripping with sadistic glee. feeling the approaching peak when his cock swells inside jay’s mouth. “not one should gush out.”
“and did you know incubus have overactive semen glands, so our loads are fucking huge,” sunghoon unhelpfully warns. jay's mind reeled at the thought of trying to swallow the massive load an incubus could produce. but before he could even process the warning, sunghoon’s cock pulsed and twitched, emptying his heavy load directly into jay's stomach.
jay gagged and sputtered, struggling to keep up with the sheer volume of hot, bitter cum flooding his mouth and throat. it felt impossible, but jay managed to swallow every drop, his throat working overtime to keep up with the flow.
as sunghoon pulled out, the mortal gasped for air, his throat raw and aching. in between his breaths, jay whispered, his voice hoarse and sore, “are we… are we done now?”
the scoff sunghoon lets out makes jay wince. “done? are you kidding? i just started.”
“look at my cock, do i look like i’m done? does this cock look soft to you?” sunghoon sneers then gestures to himself.
jay gaze drifted down to sunghoon's still fully engorged cock, and he weakly shook his head in response to the incubus's question. "n-no..." he stammered.
sunghoon's grin widened, baring his sharp fangs. “i don’t think i’ll be satisfied until i completely dominate you and all your holes are leaking with my cum and you can’t speak in complete sentences.”
jay shivers at the threat, his body trembling again. stomach twisted in anticipation. before jay could speak another word, sunghoon grabbed him again, forcefully bent him over the bed.
“just going to beat your little pussy with my cock until i’m completely satisfied,” sunghoon growled, positioning himself behind jay. cock in his hand as he ran the tip of his dick along jay’s pretty folds, teasing his weeping entrance. “feel my cock pressing at your pussy, slut?”
the human let out a hiccup, trying to squirm away. but one of sunghoon’s unyielding grip was on his hips, holding him in place.
“do you think i'm going to be nice and slowly work it in?" sunghoon taunted, his voice a low, dangerous purr. "or do you think i'm going to force all of it in and stretch you out? take a guess."
jay's heart raced as he contemplated the demon's words. he hoped sunghoon would take pity on him, that he would ease his cock into the mortal's already abused hole with some measure of gentleness. but deep down, jay knew that was too much to ask.
as if reading his thoughts, sunghoon let out a dark chuckle. "don't worry, human," he purred, his grip on jay's hips tightening. "i'm going to give you exactly what you need."
jay foolishly let himself believe the incubus once again. without warning sunghoon slammed his cock right in, burying himself to the hilt in one go. jay screaming in pain, his back arching as he was filled to the brim. hot fat tears rolling down his face.
“did you really think i was going to miss out on the best part of having a huge cock?” the human scrambles again to get away, only to fail as sunghoon pulls him back. a moan, strained with pleasure leaves his lips, when jay sinks back on his dick again. “and not spear you with it to hear you scream?”
“s-sungho—oon!” jay cries helplessly, his lower stomach becoming a mess from the brutal start until the demon finds his pacing. “p-please! too— much!”
“learn your fucking place human, it’s not sunghoon to you.” the demon growls again, raising a hand to spank his pretty toy’s ass, making sure the human that humiliated him, truly understands. “i’m your master.”
“mmhgh— mmh-mercy! please— mm-mercy!” sunghoon hears, wickedly he becomes more relentless. ensuring his tip keeps on battering the human’s cervix opening.
“ugh— i love it when they beg for mercy because i never give them any.’” he mocks, laughing at jay’s expense. sunghoon then pushes jay’s head into the mattress, practically suffocating the human.
jay feels his brain melt as sunghoon bullies his cock into his cervix. it’s too much for the human, he can barely breathe as the tip of the demon’s dick kiss the entrance of his womb. “mmppphhh—!” he squeals into the bed beneath him. his pussy clinging to the girth as lewd juices sprayed from him suddenly.
the demon croons at the orgasm from his human. “scream all you want human but i’m not gonna stop until i dump you as much cum as i can.”
jay’s insides squeezes hard again much to the amusement of the demon. even after cumming, the human was still tight.
“and bad luck for you," sunghoon purred, his pace never slowing, "you're actually pretty attractive. it's going to take me a while before i get bored of you."
jay whimpered, barely aware of the sound leaving him. he could not think. he could not speak. even breathing felt like a task too big to manage. his voice barely made it past his throat, and his upper body sagged forward, limp and wrecked. if it were not for sunghoon’s large hand, firmly around his waist, he would have already collapsed.
“by satan, you humans are so small and dainty," sunghoon praises, his fingers digging into jay's slender waist. "i fucking love it."
sunghoon's eyes glinted sadistic "ugh– i wonder if you'll last that long," he mused aloud. "getting fucked until i get bored of you. i might have to fuck your limp body while you're barely conscious."
to emphasize his point, sunghoon reached down and effortlessly scooped jay up off the bed, holding the mortal's limp, spent body in his arms like a rag doll. jay let out a weak, surprised whimper at the sudden movement, but he was far too exhausted to put up any real resistance.
"see?" sunghoon deeply groans, jay's body pressed against his own. his length could continue its relentless assault on jay's swollen hole. "i can just easily pick you up and fuck you like a fleshlight. you're so light, so dainty. it's like fucking a doll."
jay could only moan weakly in response, his head lolling back against sunghoon's shoulder as the demon used him for his pleasure.
as if struck by a sudden idea, sunghoon paused his thrusts and looked down at jay's limp, fucked-out form with a wicked grin. "ou know, maybe I should make you a little fucktoy for demons to use in the underworld,"
the human’s eyes widened in horror at the thought, a weak protest escaping his lips. "n-no, please, i-"
thwack!
sunghoon's palm again connects with jay's ass, cutting off his words with a sharp crack of skin on skin. jay bites down on his lips to hold back a hiss while his ass stings. “shut up. don’t talk back to me. i own you for the duration of this contract which means you lay there and get used until i’m done.”
jay’s body quivering in sunghoon's iron grip. the demon's cock twitched inside him, once again reminding him of his situation.
“don’t act like i haven’t been hearing your little moans and feeling your orgasms around my cock throughout the whole time i’ve been railing your cervix.” sunghoon continued, his voice low and dangerous. the smaller’s face flushes in redness again. words caught in his throat, unable to deny the truth in the demon’s words.
sunghoon chuckled darkly, seemingly understanding jay's expression. "i know what'll change your mind." his hips starting to move again, his dick sliding in and out of jay's cunt with ruthless precision. "a nice hot load of cum inside that womb of yours."
drowning in the overwhelming sensations coursing through his body. fuck he’s ruined now. utterly ruined for anyone remotely human.
his mind was unraveling fast, thoughts fracturing and collapsing under the weight of everything happening to him. whatever scraps of logic or resistance he had been clinging to were long gone, drowned out.
everything felt too good, too much, too consuming. there was no room left to fight. his mind, his body, his soul, all of it belonged to sunghoon now.
the idea of being a servant for the demon realm suddenly doesn’t seem so bad anymore. jay would spend his days getting fucked open and constantly filled with gallons of cum.
“h-hhaah—”
sunghoon cast a glance at his pretty toy and it was a sight to behold.
jay’s eyes were glazed over, his mouth agape, and he drooled uncontrollably. there was no denying the debauchery etched on his face. truly, a sight so delicious that the immortal abuses jay’s walls with renewed vigor despite how raw and overly sensitive he is now.
the orgasm building inside the demon close to freedom. with a primal growl, sunghoon slammed into jay's tight cunt one last time, their hips meeting each other. the smaller helplessly convulses through another orgasm, body quivering. the demon’s shaft breaks past his cervix entrance with a pop, filling an overwhelming large amount of hot cum into jay's womb.
the orgasm finally subsided, leaving both of them panting heavily.
carelessly, sunghoon drops the mortal back onto the bed and slowly pulls out of jay's spent body. “that’s right, keep your hips up.” the demon’s hands back on his waist, watching jay’s cunt with careful observation before he lets out a warning.
“if you let a single drop drip out, i’m going to rail you again. so you better hold it in tight.” and jay obeys, despite the exhaustion racking through his body. he was so close for it to be ove—
sunghoon's hips slammed into him once more, his dick filling him up once again. jay's eyes widened in shock, but he couldn't help the moan that escaped his lips.
“on lucifer, you’re so naive.” the demon’s mocked, voice dripping with endless amusement. “you started leaking cum, the moment i came inside of you. you didn’t last a second.”
suddenly, jay was treated like a ragdoll, his backside pressed against the bed. body folded over into a mating press. the demon sliding his length right back in.
a sob wrecked through his body, shuddering deep in his chest. he was being pushed past his limit, sunghoon relentless as he continued once again. there was no more pleasure now. only pain, sharp and unbearable, spreading through him like fire.
jay felt his consciousness slipping. dark spots bloomed at the edges of his vision, growing larger with every passing second.
just before his eyes rolled back into his head, he caught one last sight— sunghoon smiling down at him, all teeth and still the hottest thing he had ever laid eyes on.