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Ouija - (H/M)
A/N; SOOOOOOO This turned out A LOT longer than @dont-run-up and I first intended, but hopefully, everyone enjoys! Leave some comments letting us know what you thought of Incubus!Yoongi~~
Genre; Horror with that good S M UT
Length; long af- 9,800+ words
Kink(s); A sprinkle of Master/Pet, impact play, oral (giving and receiving), creampie, light bondage, etc.
12:00 a.m. The time blared on your friend, Hee Young’s, phone screen. “Come on Y/n,” She jeered, keeping that eager grin and puppy-dog look in her eyes as she gently grasped your biceps, swaying you from side to side. “I wanna play! It’s just a game-” She added, pointing towards the newly purchased Ouija board that sat on your coffee table. Just the sight of it rushed a wave of uneasiness over you.
Shaking your head, your brows furrowed slightly, “I don’t know-” You replied, as anxiety laced your words. “My grandma always told me to steer clear of them, they could allow things into your home and life.”
“Oh my gosh, you don’t really believe all that nonsense, do you?” She asked, giggling through her words while she began to open the board’s box. Unlike you, she was a full-blown skeptic; she wasn’t a believer in anything paranormal, so Ouija was just a game to her and nothing more than that.
God did you wish you could dismiss it the way she could. Though you had never personally experienced anything ghost-wise, you knew plenty of people that had. “Ahh I do, but..” You began, sighing as you decided to give in despite your better judgment, “But I guess we can play, just for a little, at least.”
Heeyoung excitedly clapped while smiling like a dork as she lifted the onyx and pearl colored board and planchette out. “Don’t worry,” She sweetly said, recognizing the nervous expression that painted your face as she placed it onto the glass. “It’s just a game.”
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under the spell of a demon’s touch (m)
▽ Pairing: Jimin x Reader
▽ Genre: incubus!AU, angst, smut, fluff the holy trio
▽ Summary: You had believed, for your entire life, that creatures of the underworld were only a myth but you were proven wrong by the existence of Jimin. He is, according to his definition, a smaller type of Fae called Incubus. A creature of sex. Someone that can only live and strive as long as his sexual appetite is satiated every day. And Incubi are known in all of their myths to be insatiable and ravenous creatures. ↳ alternatively: sending all our souls to rot in hell.
▽ Word Count: 14.872 words
▽ WARNINGS: graphic depictions of sexual intercourse, cheating, cuss words, dirty talk, blindfolds, handcuffs, oral sex, name calling, choking, hair pulling, butt plugs, spanking, rough sex, window sex, squirting, anal, vibrators.
The building stands tall in front of your eyes, rows upon rows of seemingly endless windows all uniform in their anonymous simplicity.
Your heels tap on the white linoleum floor of the hall full of people walking haphazardly to finish the assignments of the morning before their lunch break starts.
You walk through them with calmness in your steps, chin held up high as you reach the elevator, a bag full of food in your free hand.
There is a smile stretched on your lips and it is due to the thought of the pleasant lunch you are about to have with your lover — a surprise you are quite sure he is going to appreciate.
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until you burn : glass
pairing: mingyu x reader
genre: smut, incubus!au
word count: 4.8k
warnings: minor dirty talk, face fucking, mentions of overstim
author: @ccarats
As much as you hated going out on the nights that you tended to rarely have off, you nonetheless always managed to be convinced by your best friend to tag along on her mischievous adventures that traveled from bar to bar, ending up in the city’s most luxurious club. However; you’d always lost sight of her by the time you entered the club- the occupancy tended to be small, never surpassing a few hundred in a multiple floor club, but she tended to be so shitfaced that she would latch onto the first attractive man she saw on the dance floor and disappear seconds afterwards. However; you had remained rather sober tonight and sipped on a low alcohol content drink from the plush bar stool, your red lips leaving a light stain against the sparkling glass that held your drink.
You sighed, taking a big gulp as you downed the remainder of your drink before placing the cup back onto the bar counter. Only to have another poured for you moments later. You shook your head with a shy smile, pushing the glass back towards the bartender. “I’m okay, thank you! As good as a drink sounds right now, I can only afford one in cash,” you laughed, running a hand through your hair.
“It’s on the house for you- courtesy of our favourite patron,” The bartender half shouted over the loud volume of the vicinity as she gestured to the man across the club, his height making him stand out amongst the shorter patrons within the club. You could’ve sworn you saw a kind smile as he raised his own half full glass to yours, bringing it to his lips and taking a drink.
“Well, if it’s free,” You sighed to yourself, fingers wrapping around the chilled glass and taking a sip from the glass. It was only on your third drink that the tall and handsome stranger finally came over to you, his empty glass clinking against the counter as he was poured another one immediately, despite the wait of other patrons.
“How are the drinks? I hope Vree is treating you well,” His eyes were warm as he slid next to you, the long empty barstool next to you finally being filled. You chuckled, raising your drink to tap against his.
“They’re amazing- alcohol tends to be,” He chuckled, his body turning to face you as he took a slow drink, his eyes never leaving your form. “What’s the name of Mister Universe that’s buying my drinks for me?” If the lights of the club hadn’t been a dark blue, you would’ve noted the blush that dusted across his cheeks at your words.
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Yellow Eyes
✦ characters: incubus!jimin x reader ✦ summary: lucid dreaming is such a fickle thing. are you dreaming or are you living in reality. one night, it’s hard to tell what is what but all you know is, his yellow eyes will be just as memorable as the pleasure he gave you. ✦ genre/words: incubus!au. sm*ut. supernatural. illusions. | 1.1 k words
How wonderful it is to wander in this valley of sweet corruption. Where fingers walk between the banks of a flowing river, and lips taste the nectar of summer peaches, left to ripen in the sun. - ‘Sweet Corruption’ by Michael Faudet
Sleepwalking is a funny thing. You’re not aware that you do it unless you sleep around someone else that catches you in the act then tells you about it. There’s no control over your actions. You could do the silliest or craziest of things while in such a deep slumber that you begin to move involuntarily in your surroundings. You know what’s even crazier than sleepwalking? Lucid dreaming.
There’s no telling when you truly learned how to lucid dream. You read about it once and became intrigued by it. It started with just waking up after a night’s rest and writing down your dream in a journal - anything you remembered about it. Over a short time, you became more conscious about your dreams. You had read that you will start to see something consistent in your dream- a red balloon, a specific musical note as soft as mezzo piano or bold as mezzo forte, a certain color, anything that appeals to your senses.
Tonight was exceptionally different; tonight it was yellow eyes. This dream felt like a new realm of realistic. Every sensation felt as if you were wide awake yet it was too good to be true. Your eyes fluttered open in your dream-like state. A man appeared at the foot of your bed and you could have sworn that through the darkness of your room, his eyes were vibrant like a golden amber.
“Who are you,” you asked in a decibel just above a whisper. The man smirked and took a step forward. The moonlight from the window traces his body perfectly, creating a blue hue against his skin in contrast to his yellow eyes. It was then that you noticed his lack of clothing against his bare skin. Need immediately tinged between your legs as you took in his muscular form.
The man didn’t speak. Instead, the man started crawling onto your bed and it seemed as if a shadow lingered behind him. Unable to move, you watched his every movement as stealthy as they were. Somehow, you found yourself spreading your legs open as he crawled over top of you. Deep down, you felt this need to feel him and be completely consumed by him. As he laid between your legs, he held himself up with his hands on each side of your head. He cocked his head and his greyish hair dangled over his eyes as he licked his plump lips.
“You’re extraordinary,” was all he said. His words echoed through your ears like a hypnotic chime that immediately gave you a sense of calm and eagerness for more. You found yourself placing our hands over his shoulders to feel his soft skin. How could a man feel scolding hot yet so cold all at once? The dampness between your legs was unbearable and you felt every fiber of your being drawn to him. Your nipples perked beneath your shirt as you didn’t wear a bra to bed, you remembered. This made sense. Something you remembered vividly. Just a shirt and panties was all you wore to bed. Clearly you must be dreaming, so you may as well indulge without regret.
While looking into the man’s eyes, you lowered your hands to grab your shirt and pull it over your head to reveal your nakedness. He watched your every move with hunger. A noticeable growl vibrated in his throat as he looked over you. As your eyes lowered down your body along with his, you realized that he was fully erect. His torso was muscular in every way and his length so beautifully hard and full of life. His tip was swollen as his base curved upward in a perfect position to fill you. Your lips parted slightly as a soft gasp escaped you when you see his arousal. His gaze immediately shoots back up to you, making you swallow hard as you look up at him.
“Am I dreaming,” you ask in a meek voice. The man’s smirk makes your core twitch. In a swift motion, you feel him slip off your underwear and toss it somewhere off the bed. Suddenly, you’re very aware of the arousal between your legs and the heat from his body. He lowers himself further until he lines up against your entrance. The man takes your wrists and holds them firmly yet gently beside each side of your head while boring into your soul.
“Do you want to be dreaming…or do you want to be here with me,” the man asks; an innocence in his voice yet a darkness lingering behind it. A sensation suddenly overwhelms you as you feel him thrust inside of you; filling you to the brim. He watches your reaction as you squeeze your eyes shut and gasp, only to open your eyes again to look up at him. He bites his lip and pulls his length out of you so he can drive into you again - just for the same reaction. Your reaction satisfies him greatly.
Your hands roll into fists as his hips rolled time and time again, causing you bliss inside your core. The harsh pressure on your wrists as he pins you down only rises your arousal more and more. His length was perfectly thick and seemed to reach every inch of you that has ever craved to be reached. The thought of moaning his unknown name never crossed your mind because in such a dream state, all you can focus on is the climax building rapidly inside of you. As if reading your mind, the man spoke -
“Yes… Let go… I beg you…let it take over you…” His voice, even though he was right in your presence felt as if it was an echo in your ear. Such a strange sound yet it beckoned your orgasm to surface in an instant. Your legs quivered and trembled as your walls constricted around his length. Your nails digging further into your palms and the pain only seemed to arouse him further. As if he felt the pain that you felt. His thrusts became more erratic as his breathing quickened. The yellow hue in his eyes seemed to shimmer in the moonlight and you couldn’t help but to watch as he came undone. The feeling of him spilling his seed inside of you felt so euphoric, you felt as if you were orgasming again with him.
It seemed as if your sudden second orgasm prolonged his with intensity. Over and over, he thrusted inside of you; filling you and claiming you. He rolled his hips as his length rubbed inside of your walls with skilled perfection. Yet somehow suddenly, the sensation was gone in the blink of an eye. You laid there breathless as you saw the man slither like a shadow back into the darkness of your room. All you could see, as your body tingled with satisfaction was a pair of yellow eyes and a devilish smirk that sent goosebumps across your skin. In such a brief moment, you laid naked in your bed alone with the faint sound of a chuckle in the distance.
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V/Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung | V/Park Jimin Characters: Jeon Jungkook, Kim Taehyung | V, Park Jimin (BTS), Kim Namjoon | RM Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Angels & Demons, cherub jungkook, Incubus Taehyung, Incubus Jimin, Temptation, Blasphemy, Oral Sex, Rimming, blowjob, Snowballing, Double Anal Penetration, no guilt Summary:
Jungkook, a cute innocent cherub being introduced to Lust by Taehyung and Jimin, two incubi demons who took an interest in him