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One dick to rule them all, one dick to find them
One dick to bring them all, and in the darkness bind them
He stood outside on the empty, sleeping street in the night. The lights inside the houses dimmed, the yellow lanterns lighting up the grey, dark road he was roaming instead.
He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply through his nose as he caught that familiar sweet scent again. The scent of his next victim. A sly smirk spread across his face as he casually headed towards the house effusing that distinct smell that made his mouth water and all the blood in his body flow down to one particular body part.
The window on the first floor was open on this hot summer night, the gentle breeze making the flimsy curtains billow, sending another dazzling whiff of that delicious aroma his way. He licked his lips as he stared up at the window, knowing he only had to climb his way through it to be with you.
‘Curse this damn human body!’, he hissed under his breath as he pulled himself up your window-sill, his strength still beyond human capacity. He wasn’t used to not being able to just appear somewhere without effort.
As he got closer, his most valued feature grew impatient, and also in size.
‘Soon.’, he thought to himself, ‘I’ll be relieved of this burden soon.’
He landed on your bedroom floor, as light as a feather, just because he didn’t want to be discovered. Yet.
He took in your peaceful, sleeping form; your leg nonchalantly draped over the covers to cool off, your arms loosely folded over eachother in front of you, your soft lips slightly parted as you breathed slowly, but steadily, your hair spread out over the pillow laying in the midst of the bed as you pulled it with you every time you changed position.
His hungry eyes skimmed over your bare thigh, so smooth and inviting to touch. The position of your arms caused your breasts to be slightly squeezed together, making them appear even more round and full and begging him to take them into his mouth.
He approached your unsuspecting, unconscious body and croached down in front of you. He tilted his head in curiosity, eager to take in every facial feature, every minor human flaw he could find. It won’t be long until your subconsciousness will notice his presence eventually.
As expected, a few seconds later, you opened your eyes to see a stunningly beautiful male face only mere inches away from yours. You were startled, ofcourse. But you somehow felt a strange sense of relief, as if you’ve been waiting for him. You didn’t know this man with the bright crimson eyes and the snow white hair. You knew you should be frightened, but all you could feel was a burning desire to touch him and love him, to give both your body and soul to this anonymous adonis.
So instead of screaming, you just silently looked him back in the eyes, mirroring his own curiosity.
‘Hello sweetheart.’, he said, his voice so soft and low, and smooth like honey. It made you want to kiss his lips, to see if they tasted the way they sounded.
‘Hello.’, you replied with a tiny voice, only like a puny ant in comparison to his majestic mythical creature-like sound. ‘Who are you?’
He chuckled at your question. The question that was inevitable, the one the answer to it has passed his lips countless times. Literally countless, since there was no number in existence that could describe the amount. The answer that has become like a prayer to him before he seized what was his.
His beautiful dimples showed as he smiled, making your eyes widen in disbelief. How could anyone be so perfect, so divine? Although you already knew the answer. This wasn’t just anyone. He couldn’t be human.
‘What are you?’, you corrected your previous question.
He flashed you a bright smile again, as he caressed your cheek with his index finger. It felt white hot against your skin, though you weren’t afraid of burning. It even felt…good.
He kept looking at you with that fascinated expression. The thing he loved about humans was that there were never two exactly identical ones. Not even twins. Even when he was stuck in human form, his senses were extraordinary compared to real humans. He could see differences normal eyes could not see, sensations a normal body could not feel.
‘I’ve been called a great diversity and amount of names, my dear. Appolyon in ancient Greece, Iblis in Arabia, Apep in ancient Egypt. They call me Angel of Light, King of Babylon, Son of perdition, The Fallen One, Beëlzebub, Abaddon, Lucifer or most recently, Satan. But you can call me Namjoon.’, he added a playful wink to the last name.
‘Namjoon…?’, you scrunched your eyebrows in confusion. The devil’s name is Namjoon? ‘What are you doing here?’
His eyes flickered darkly, his pupils dialating only for a moment, turning even the white of his eyes pitch black. It was gone as soon as you noticed.
‘I’ve come to take you.’, he whispered, his voice as compelling as before, but laced with lust as his digit brushed over your lips.
‘Take me where?’, you muttered, your eyes glued to his gorgeous face, his plump, full lips. As if they put a spell on you.
He chuckled again as he bit on that very same lip you couldn’t take your eyes off. You asked alot of questions. And you weren’t paralyzed by fear like most of his victims, you were calm and curious. This was a nice change of pace.
‘Oblivion. Paradise. The Void. Just like myself, it has been called many names.’
His hand now lightly grazed the swelling of your squeezed bosom, making the fire between your legs burn with renewed vigor.
‘What are you going to do to me?’, your voice but above a whisper by now, your eyes fluttering closed as his hands kept on descending, your body melting under his hot touch.
‘Why do you keep asking questions you already know the answer to?’, he questioned darkly in response as he slowly got up from his crouching posture, only to crawl on top of you on the bed like a predator caging in his helpless prey. He teared off the rest of the sheet that was covering you before taking your wrists in his hands and pinning them above your head.
His angelic face hovered only an inch above yours, the lips you so badly wanted to feel on your own awfully close. You only had to lift up your head just a little and then…
‘Tell me sweetheart, do you think you’re an innocent woman?’, his mouth moving to your ear before you could act on your desires. He was teasing you. Ofcourse he was.
‘No.’, you breathed heavily, your chest rising as you gasped when he laved his tongue over the sensitive skin of your neck.
Another delighted chuckle erupted from his throat.
‘Lying is a sin, my sweet human.’, he let you know as his tongue kept dancing his way around your neck and ear, riling you up even more.
‘I thought you liked sinners?’, you asked him cheekily, a strangled moan leaving your lips right after as he bit down on your earlobe.
‘That’s a common misconception. The purer the soul…’, he inhaled your sweet scent again, so much more intoxicating now that he was on top of you, ‘The harder my dick.’
He emphasized his words by grinding himself onto your pubic bone. He wasn’t lying. But you were.
`You smell so fucking amazing. I could smell your purity from thousands of miles away. You can’t fool the devil, sweetheart.’
Your breath hitched in your throat at the friction of his rock hard and obviously huge member against your clit.
‘Do you know how hard it is to find a virgin these days? I was so overwhelmed by your sweet scent i almost forgot to lock up the gates to my realm to come find you.’, he moaned into your ear as the rolls of his hips on your quickened their pace, creating a ravishing sensation down below.
‘I’m not a virgin.’, you squeaked when his hand slid into your tiny pajama shorts.
He brushed his smooth digits over your soaking slit, stopping at your small nub, only adding slight pressure to it. Enough to make it feel good and make you want more, but not nearly enough to get to the point you wanted.
‘Shhh, stop lying sweetheart. It’s corrupting your spotless soul. I want you to keep it that way.’, he hushed you as he softly, finally started rubbing perfect circles on your little bundle of nerves.
Helpless whimpers and moans rolled off your lips as he kept working you towards your peak, the burning hot feeling in the pit of your stomach rising quickly. His fingers quickened in pace and they felt so godlike you could swear you’d come in not even 30 seconds time.
‘Oh God! Namj-!’
And just like that, his hand was suddenly nowhere near your aching heat anymore. Instead it was slapped over your mouth, silencing you before you could utter one more word.
You looked up at him in complete bewilderment and frustration. You were so close to your release! But for the first time that night, you started to feel frightened.
There was nothing playful or soft left in his facial expression. His eyes were pitch black, the white of his eyes gone, again, but this time long enough for you to be scared.
‘Don’t you dare say that name in my presence again. Or i will make sure you’ll deeply regret it.’, he hissed, full of spite.
You nodded slowly until he gently removed his hand from your mouth again. You licked your lips to get some moisture and feeling back.
‘I thought you told me to call you Namjoon…’, you whispered, embarrassed.
‘What? No not Namjoon, you ignorant human! The other one! I never want to hear it ever again.’
You scrunched your eyebrows, confused. Other name? What other na-? oh. You remembered. It made sense for the devil not wanting to hear the name of the source of his downfall. It was like shouting the name of your ex when you’re in bed with your new lover. Bad move.
‘My life has been so hard since i’ve been robbed of my wings…’, he murmured, seemingly more calm as he appeased his anger by stroking your face and lips again. It wasn’t usual for him to talk about his life to his victims. You were different, somehow.
You closed your eyes again and relished in his touches. Your body instantly relaxed again, the warmth of his fingers spreading through your chest and straight down your core. Anything he did was strangely arousing and made you drench your panties, like you couldn’t help yourself.
‘Namjoon…’, you sighed as he latched his lips on your throat and kissed his way up to your face. You needed more, the fire between your thighs still burning hot despite the short embarrassing intermezzo.
His fingers found their way back into your panties, but the time for teasing was over. He grew too impatient, especially after hearing you say His name, the one name he absolutely did not want to hear in this kind of situation. He gritted his teeth in annoyance. Now he was even more determined to claim you.
Two of his long digits slid inside you without any resistence, which wasn’t a surprise with you being this wet. He felt his mouth water at your tight, hot walls clenching around his fingers. He started thrusting them in and out of your core, making you throw your head back in delight and cling onto his shoulders.
‘Fuck, how are you so tight?’, he growled lowly as he picked up speed quickly. It was a retorical question, since he already knew the answer to it.
‘Namjoon…please!’, you whimpered desperately, needing more to extinguish the blazing inferno inside your body.
‘Please what’
‘I-i need more.’, you muttered, slightly embarrassed. You wanted to know how it’d feel to have him inside you. What being fucked by the devil would be like. It didn’t matter anyway, because in the morning you’d wake up from this strange wet dream.
He dragged his full, beautful lips over your jawline and smiled against your skin as he kept pumping his fingers into you.
‘You mean you want my cock inside you, sweetheart? Want me to fuck up into that sweet, tight pussy of yours?’, his honey voice was back and it sent delicious shivers down your spine.
You felt your face getting flushed at his words, but at the same time you were soaking his digits.
You nodded fiercely as you bit your lip in impatience.
‘Hmm? Is someone a little eager?’, he cooed, brushing his nose over yours before finally, at last, capturing your mouth with his sweet lips. They tasted like pure sin, seduction and honey, so addictive and hot you’d be happy to spend your life like this. They tasted exactly like you imagined it, even better.
You moved your hands to shimmy out of your shorts, but somehow they were already gone. You didn’t ask any questions, this was a dream after all, you thought to yourself.
Your hand went to the front of his black jeans, palming him through the rough fabric and feeling his enormous, straining erection grow even more, if possible, under your touch.
Without removing his sinful lips from yours, he quickly undid his belt and ripped his jeans off of him, too impatient to deal with properly undressing.
It was unleashed. You had no idea what you brought onto yourself the second you begged for his cock, but there sure as hell was no way back now.
As he lined himself up with your dripping slit, he parted from your lips only a moment.
‘Are you scared?’, he asked you as he brushed his tip between your folds. It immediately sent electric shocks through your body, getting you completely startled. Was it supposed to feel like this? He wasn’t even inside you yet and not even when he was fucking you with his fingers, you felt such overwhelming sensations.
You shook your head and bucked your hips up, eager to have him inside you already. You needed relief, you needed to know.
‘You’re so eager for your first time doing this, with me even on top of that!’, Namjoon exclaimed in surprise. His cock was screaming and burning with impatience to fulfill its purpose, but he forced himself to stay calm.
‘Please Namjoon just…Just please fuck me!’, you whimpered desperately, you felt like you were going insane if he didn’t just take you right now.
‘You’re such a dirty little virgin…’, he groaned as he locked his lips with yours again, at the same time pushing himself inside your heat until he completely bottomed out.
Your eyes grew comically wide, you gasped for air as you felt like you were going to be ripped apart by his inhuman thickness. This isn’t right. A dream is not supposed to hurt like this! It’s not supposed to feel this real! You should’ve woken up by this excruciating pain by now. Why weren’t you waking up?!
But just as fast as the pain came, it went away again, making place for all-overpowering pleasure instead. You moaned long and loud, squeezing your eyes shut as you tried to take in all the overwhelming sensations that were running through your body at full speed. Then he started moving and you knew you were done for.
He rolled his hips into yours, quiet pants and moans slipping from his mouth into yours as he let himself get enveloped by your ridiculous tightness. He never met a human woman who made him feel so much pleasure, not even virgins. What was it about you?
His lips started moving bolder and harder as he relentlessly began to thrust into you. He was so deep you feared he’d tear you apart from the inside, yet you felt nothing but crushing rapture as he ravished you with his hips snapping into you so rhytmically perfect you felt the burning heat in the pit of your stomach rapidly rise up to reach its peak again. Your eyes rolled back into your head, you felt like you were floating on air.
‘Nam-Namjoon!!’, you cried out as your orgasm ripped through you with such force you thought you’d explode on the spot. You didn’t tumble off the edge, you bunjee-jumped. The contractions of your walls clenching around his shaft, practically milking him dry, was too much for him and he followed you quickly, coating your core white with his salty liquid.
You were still shaking under his touch, your eyes still not back to normal as you felt like you weren’t even part of this world anymore. The paralyzing shocks of pleasure kept shooting through your body and didn’t stop until you felt yourself slipping away into his realm of darkness.
He kissed you through the process of your soul leaving your body and attaching to something you couldn’t grasp. You were left sound asleep and you’d wake up in the morning, sore and tired, in the delusion this has all been a wild dream. But there will always be something missing from you. Everything that made you who you were, now belonged to him. The rest was just a vacant vessle, an empty frame.
You were his now, and for all eternity.