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Yoo Joonghyuk was whisked away in a bridal carry. Strong, steady arms pressed him closer to the Demon King of Salvation, a being feared by all and coveted by many. The ritual had to be perfect, he crowed as he dragged his tongue along the column of the human’s unmarked neck, littering the blank canvas with dark hickies and bruises. One swipe licked from his belly button to his chin, once again reminding the smaller man of their size difference. Yoo Joonghyuk wore a dazed, blissed expression as those sinful lips latched from the jugular to his chin, scorching him with words of desire and lust like brimstone. A hickey the size of a chrysanthemum flower bloomed on his neck, and he was confident it would envelop the rest of his skin by morning.
The human let out a choked sound when the demon finally shoved his long prehensile tongue down his throat and kissed him deeply. Breathless, Yoo Joonghyuk clutched the lapels of the demon king’s white coat, spasming from the intense pleasure that invaded his erogenous zones as that dexterous tongue wrapped around his and suckled. The noises from their deepened kiss were sloppy and messy, full of spit and drool. A lick along the roof of his tongue, a swipe along the edge of his gums, a claw that pried his mouth further apart… Even though he was going to be fucked by a demon, he was practically living in heaven.
However, the ritual does not consist of only kisses and fondling. The Demon King of Salvation easily peeled off his clothes as if Yoo Joonghyuk was the most delectable fruit, shredding his clothes without preamble. Sometimes he forgot his strength because humans were delicate and fragile, easy to crush with his hands, but the one he has right now was rarer and more beautiful than any pearl. The human almost made a sound of protest by his naked presentation. His clothes were one of the last of his belongings.
Kim Dokja smiled until his eyes thinned out into crescents. “Why do you need clothes when I’m going to breed you everyday?”
Yoo Joonghyuk wore an angry flush, the kind that spread from his neck to his chest. Even though he was the one that initiated the ritual, the one who fell in love with the Demon King of Salvation and prayed to bear his children, to have the act spelled out so plainly frustrated him.
Giving him no time to answer, the Demon King of Salvation tested his gag reflex as he probed further, shrinking his dangerous claws to a respectable shape to not tear through the sensitive walls of his throat. He tapped his pretty tongue, grin growing more devilish by the minute as Yoo Joonghyuk suckled his digits like a lollipop but struggled to expand his mouth. The size of one finger was almost like the size of an average male dick, not that Yoo Joonghyuk would know because he only tested on vegetables and other phallic objects. The human’s feverish gaze was wanton and heady as he purposefully bobbed his head to take his fingers and coat them with his saliva, and in return for his compliance, the demon king mercifully popped his wet fingers out of that wanton mouth and replaced them with his tongue.
Yoo Joonghyuk shuddered as he felt the gentle press of those fingers tracing his rim, prodding his untouched hole until a finger slid in, but any further thoughts were halted once Kim Dokja kissed him again. The mortal jolted as he felt a large cock slide between the crevice of his creamy thighs, giving him a little taste of what was to come. Little excited pants escaped Yoo Joonghyuk’s lips as he squeezed that girthy length, his tummy fluttering when he realized his knees couldn’t close together because of its width. Vocal whimpers were dragged out with each glide of heat against flushed skin as the demon’s fingers scissored his insides to help him accommodate the monster that was going to enter him. The arms scrambling to wrap around Kim Dokja’s neck flailed as he grinded their hips, increasing the friction of Joonghyuk’s drooling cock against his abdomen.
Once ready, once Yoo Joonghyuk’s ass was gaping and twitching from the emptiness of his fingers, the Demon King of Salvation finally groped his cheeks and spread them apart. Instead of a slow and steady entrance of a king entering his bride, Kim Dokja lifted Yoo Joonghyuk by the hips as if he weighed nothing. Suspended by nothing but the man who was going to breed him, he slammed inside, using gravity as assistance to deepen the penetration. Yoo Joonghyuk immediately came, legs twitching from the intensity of his relentless thrusts, toes curling from the immense pleasure of Kim Dokja spearing his way inside and rearranging his guts. His spent dribbled from the tip of his cock, trailed down his balls, and slowly dripped down to who knows where.
He was not even given a minute before the demon king penetrated him again and again, using him like a fleshlight as the poor human could only let out a stream of garbled moans. His nails clawed Kim Dokja’s shoulders, digging through skin and blood as his back collided against the wall with a loud thud. His carnal pleasure was suffocating and all-consuming, yet Yoo Joonghyuk embraced it all despite knowing the demon king fucked to ensure he wouldn’t be able to limp or crawl his way out of the bedroom the next day. With knees pressed to his chest, Yoo Joonghyuk reached between his legs to admire how his cock looked dwarfed compared to Kim Dokja’s.
“Fill me,” Yoo Joonghyuk demanded as semen poured inside until there was no room left within his walls, until some spilled out and coated the floor in buckets.
Kim Dokja’s wings flared out, knocking over picture frames and other objects in the way until they were bent in an awkward angle. The room was too small for his wingspan, but regardless of the limited space, he chose Yoo Joonghyuk as his vessel. Blinded by pure lust, the two crashed to the ground, and though Joonghyuk knew his low back would feel smart from the impact, he continued to spread his legs for his god, his salvation.
“Harder,” he gasped as he awakened the true demon. “More,” he begged as he was enveloped by ink black wings and taut muscle.
Yoo Joonghyuk was the one who summoned him, and he shall receive, just as promised.