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According to the Book of Witches, magic was as much of an acquired skill as it was a natural talent.
Born-witches kept their natural magic strong and healthy by practicing with constant spells and incantations, lest they were bested by a Glitter, the common name given to the ones able to use magic without having been born with it.
Those devoid of magic -but who nonetheless craved its comfort- paid exorbitant amounts of money for simple level charms and silly potions, wanting to know their future and luck through crystal and tea leaves, and being the majority in the world, single handedly kept the witchcraft business alive and thriving.
There were rules of course. If a witch dared use their power for personal gain beyond that of sustenance and a comfortable living, the magic would leave them, sometimes forever. Which was why witches mingled with the modern world, some even opting to study and work like other humans did, relegating their talents to entertaining parlor tricks.
But not Jung Jaehyun.
He had been born with sweet magic sparkling in his blood and he liked to use it; even if his spellwork had always been… fickle.
Sometimes other witches confused him for a Glitter, and though there was nothing wrong with being one, it was a matter of pride for a born-witch; at least that was what his coven always said whenever they helped Jaehyun with his little magic shop.
A shop that was currently doing uh… not so good.
(The truth was he was barely making ends meet but he was too stubborn to accept defeat. Also, his room at his parents' farm had probably been converted to an indoor nursery for his dad's succulents.)
But!
He had a plan. A very good plan that would solve all his troubles. No more blurry tea-leaf readings, or potions fizzling out too soon, or taking long to finish casting spells!
“Don’t take it wrong cutie, but I’m kinda relieved you’ve decided to summon a familiar. It’ll definitely help you stabilize your magic,” his fellow witch and friend Kim Jungwoo said, taking a sip of his tea and making a face at its bitterness. Jaehyun knew his coven mate wouldn’t come near such a drink if it wasn’t because he pitied Jaehyun and had offered to help him with his tea leaf readings. “Samhain is just around the corner, do you have everything ready?”
"Hm," Jaehyun hummed absent-mindedly at his friend, crinkling his nose to shift the thick rimmed glasses over his eyes. He was too focused on adding the perfect milligrams to his handcrafted tea bags (he was excellent at them since they didn’t require magic, just patience), and it only made Jungwoo squint at him for his lack of response.
“You can still complete the ritual, right?"
"Hm?"
"I mean, I saw you leave the equinox celebration with one of the cuties from the crystal shop.”
Jaehyun squeaked as his hand twitched and half a spoon of tea leaves fluttered off and around the bag. At least now he could use that hand to push his glasses up and comb his hair out of the way.
Flushing scarlet, he cleared his throat, “I was– we– he only kissed me. When we got to his car, his boyfriend was already there and–"
"Jung Jaehyun, you floozy!" Jungwoo interrupted with a scandalized giggle, setting his teacup too hard on its saucer and ruining the tea leaves pattern. Forget the blurriness, Jaehyun wasn't getting a reading at all. "So you're a homewrecker now?"
"No?" Jaehyun blew at his fringe falling over his face again, he really needed to cut it, "I didn't know Donghyuck was taken, you saw him too right? How he came on to me and talked to me by the bonfire and cornered me against the willow tree? Well, Renjunie was waiting for him in their car. I was shocked!"
"Oh no~ it must have been su~ch a surprise to you. It’s not like they wear matching rings and own a crystal shop together.”
"They’re married?!" Jaehyun's deep voice cracked with surprise. Jungwoo just smirked at him.
“Their shop is called Huang Crystals for a reason. You should really start paying attention to your surroundings."
Jaehyun opened his mouth in a perfect O shape before pursing his lips, dimples appearing on his pretty face, "I always thought it weird why the shop didn't have Donghyuck's name anywhere, now that makes sense, they have the same last name."
"You haven’t answered me, Jaehyunie. Are you still a virgin or do I ask Mark for a drop of his blood?"
There was a loud squeak from beyond the curtained storage room behind Jaehyun, a muffled cackle, and nervous giggles that sounded suspiciously like an apology. Jaehyun huffed and stomped towards it, yanking the curtain open and rolling his eyes at the scene.
"Yuta hyung. I've told you a million times to stop crawling in here. This is where all my dry ingredients are, we don't want your…your… energies near them. It's unhygienic. And Mark, you promised you wouldn't let him disturb your work if he dropped by."
"We're calling it energies now?" said Yuta, all dressed in black, smirking up menacingly from where he stood crouched over his blushing boyfriend; his white shaggy hair and dark eyeliner certainly adding to the desired intimidating effect.
Jaehyun wasn't phased though, he just raised an eyebrow at his friend, who clicked his tongue and pouted, looking away in disappointment.
Mark, sitting at the little corner desk in the storage room, had successfully removed his boyfriend’s hand from his crotch yet kept it by his side, fingers interlaced. It was a little inconvenient, since he was trying to rebutton up his shirt with only one hand, until Yuta noticed Mark's struggle and decided to help him.
Jaehyun almost cooed at such an intimate gesture. He also didn't miss the hickeys littering both Mark’s and Yuta’s torso and neck. Ok so, Mark’s virgin blood was out of the question then.
"For Jaehyunie, yes. Those are his energies,” said Jungwoo with a smirk, peeking over Jaehyun’s shoulder and making a jacking-off motion with a closed fist.
Crass, but true.
“Shut up,” Jaehyun grumbled, the tip of his ears coloring.
His phone alarm went off, reminding Jaehyun he had other things to do. He dragged a flailing Yuta by the arm and shoved him out of the shop.
“Go buy my ritual candles, please hyung, you promised. I’m sure Dejun will give you a discount if you so much as smile at him.”
Yuta blinked at him before cackling out loud, saluted him with two fingers and left.
“Hyung~ can’t he buy them from Costco?” Mark whined as he poked his head outside the storage room, a displeased pout on his face. Jaehyun turned around with an apologetic smile, aware of how jealous Mark got whenever Yuta went near Dejun.
Everyone in the witch community knew Xiao Dejun's beauty was out of this world; his eyes, too mesmerizing. Jaehyun even caught himself staring at the man whenever he visited the naturist candle shop.
“I kinda need them to be 100% natural organic candles, Marky.”
“Yeah, we’re going to melt them all over his naked ass, Marky,” Jungwoo pipped, the glee barely concealed in his voice. “He’ll need all the natural extracts for his delicate skin.”
"O-Oh, that's true," Jaehyun watched as Mark’s face blushed, making him blush too.
“Jungwoo, please.”
But Jungwoo was right.
A few nights from today, exactly during Samhain, Jaehyun was going to summon a familiar to help him with his magic. With the moon at its zenith, his coven would chant the invocation spell seven times as seven pure white candles burnt uninterrupted… on Jaehyun’s naked body.
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Jung Jaehyun had been born blessed with strong magic, except to him it was more like a curse, because he could only tap into his inner power in the throes of passion.
The highest point of ecstasy.
The peak of pleasure.
Indeed.
Jaehyun was at his most powerful when cumming.
Having been conceived after a strange sex ritual his parents made up because they were desperate for a child, and born on a full moon on Valentine's Day, Jaehyun's blessing was him being able to cast the most powerful spells only after an orgasm.
Before finding out about his situation, he had always thought himself a little mediocre, but neither him nor his parents minded, he was happy and they loved him for who he was yaddah yaddah; but Jaehyun had always sensed he could do more, so he tried hard to make the best of what magic allowed him.
Back when his raging teenage hormones took hold of him, well, Jaehyun found answers when the herbs he had been trying to grow in his room suddenly grew vines and bloomed out of season after his first ‘official’ jerk off session.
At first, teenage Jaehyun thought his situation was great; pleasure was pleasure, right? Yet, as he grew up he realized how his blessing could be hindering his magic's development because one, he could only masturbate so much without chafing, and two, he got awkwardly shy trying to explain to his tentative lovers how to help him, which ended with him chickening out. To this day, he was still sort of a virgin.
When he got over his embarrassment and awkwardly asked his dad if he knew what was happening to him, Jaehyun didn’t get a straight answer instead found out about his parents playing around with the occult.
And here he was, about to perform his own sex ritual, tsk. It was a family thing, then.
Jaehyun cleaned the fogged up mirror and stared at his reflection, admiring the long expanse of glistening pale skin and his carefully worked muscles. He had just finished his seven minutes long soak in chamomile and rosemary infused water, the first step for tonight's ritual.
Shaking his wet hair off his eyes, he absent-mindedly traced the soft line of dark hair descending from his bellybutton to his crotch and briefly regretted not waxing.
Would his new lover like how he looked? Did magic creatures care about pubic hair?
Ugh. Now was not the time to think about this! Whatever happened, happened.
He wrapped a bathrobe around himself.
A year ago he had moved away from his small town in the hopes of making his own way in the magic life, deciding to open a tea shop in the city where more potential new customers awaited him. He soon made friends with the local witches, Kim Jungwoo invited him to join his coven and the rest was history.
Moving wasn’t a mistake per se, but he didn’t take into consideration that more customers meant he would have to jerk off a lot more, and it became apparent to him it wasn’t logical to pleasure himself every time he wanted a perfect spell for one of his clients.
Also, he needed both his hands to craft, and he…he got really tired. Silicone toys could only do so much for him: his magic replied best when there was a warm body involved.
It only took one celebration with his coven for Jaehyun -drunk on apple cider during the last Autumn equinox- to come clean to Jungwoo about his power source, who told Yuta, who told Mark, and they had only laughed at him for 10 minutes, before deciding to find a way to help him.
Bless their sweet twisted souls.
Shivering into the warmth of his fluffy robe, Jaehyun reminded himself why he was doing what he was doing, and squared his shoulders, trying not to think about his friends soon getting acquainted with his naked body.
Not like he thought he would come into harm, he trusted them, but he was getting a little self conscious. He had a nice body by human standards but he wondered if it would be enough to tempt a magical creature.
What if the being who chose him was into tentacles and Jaehyun only had his dick to offer?
Or worse, what if it was the creature who only had tentacles to offer? Was Jaehyun into tentacles?
Hm.
He looked down at his feet in contemplation, wiggling his toes on the very soft and plush pastel blue bath rug as a random thought crossed his mind.
Would this ritual turn him into a monsterfucker?
A knock on the door and a gentle voice startled Jaehyun out of his musings.
“Everything okay in there, Jaehyuni? Do you need anything?”
“I-I’m okay, Taeyong hyung. I’ll be out in a minute,” Jaehyun replied, patting his cheeks to make the blush tainting them go away.
“Alright. We have everything ready outside, come when you feel ready, okay?”
Jaehyun croaked a noncommittal reply and nodded to the door, pursing his lips when he realized his friend couldn’t see him.
It had been Taeyong, the oldest in the coven, to come up with a solution. Taeyong was married to a Glitter called Doyoung, who had found a transcript of a spanish spell book describing a ritual to summon a witch's "protector". He had found it online, but the source had been verified with some cross-referencing. Jaehyun had never been happier about meeting such a nitpicky nerd like Doyoung.
Completing the ritual would invite a powerful, sentient being from behind 'The Veil' to form a bond with the witch, becoming the witch's familiar in exchange for something valuable.
A witch needed to offer different things for the bond they seeked: a lock of hair for a friend, blood for a soulmate, and their body for a lover.
Funny little thing was, the casting witch needed to be ‘mature of mind’, ‘whole in power’ and ‘pure of body’, which in this day and age was quite uncommon, so not many modern witches did it.
Jaehyun fit all three requirements by chance, so he had decided to kill two birds with one stone. He’ll get a familiar to help him with the more difficult aspects of magic, while also getting himself a willing partner to, well, fuck him anytime he needed access to his magic. Even just the familiar’s presence would balance out Jaehyun’s fickle surges of power.
The perks were obvious.
Now he only needed to cross The Veil and have intercourse with whoever -whatever?- heard his pleas.
Taking a deep breath, Jaehyun made the executive decision to leave the bag with his clothes and glasses in the bathroom, and slowly walked his way upstairs.
His coven had gathered at Taeyong’s rooftop, which had the space to draw a big enough summoning circle on the floor for Jaehyun’s tall body to fit, and also for fire safety precautions, if the small fire extinguisher near them said anything. At least that's what Jaehyun thought it was, he wasn't wearing his glasses so he couldn't see shit.
Smart witches lived longer, especially when fire was involved, yes, yes.
The blurry blob that sounded like Jungwoo was the first to greet him. Jaehyun didn't need to see him to know his friend was wiggling his eyebrows at him in a salacious manner.
“Welcome babe, ready to get freaky and reach your magic potential?”
“Jungwoo hyung, that sounds awfully like something scammers say.”
Jaehyun squinted at the sunglasses wearing blob -Mark-, red face betraying he could still see even in the dark; such was Mark's magic blessing, heightened senses and good reflexes.
Jaehyun’s face twitched with a smile at Jungwoo’s offended gasp.
Taeyong shushed them as blob-Doyoung walked over to Jaehyun, gently guiding him to the center of their summoning circle. Jaehyun was grateful for the soft blanket his friends had placed on the ground so he didn't have to lay on cold concrete.
“Are you ready?” Yuta asked when he crossed into the magic circle, intense eyes uncharacteristically serious under his wild hair mane. Out of them, he had done summonings and exorcisms in the past, so he knew more about the dangers a badly done ritual could pose.
Jaehyun regarded him with respect and admiration, feeling Yuta’s incredible power enveloping him to keep him warm in the cold of Samhain’s night.
“Yes,” Jaehyun softly replied, and disrobed himself in one quick motion -ignoring Jungwoo’s appreciative whistle-, laying face down on the red velvet blanket and closing his eyes, trying to relax. He inevitably winced when he felt the cold yet careful hands of his coven arranging the seven candles all along his spine.
“Goodness, hyung, you are so pale, your skin practically glows in the dark!”
“Hah, you’ve got as much of an ass as I do. Which is none– ow! Doyoung why did you pinch me!”
“Shut up husband, and read the thing so we can start. We don't want Jaehyunie to freeze tonight!”
“Aye aye, my love.”
Jaehyun snorted into his folded arms, and waited for Taeyong’s voice to start.
Oh Night Saints,
hear our prayers
to walk across the Layers.
Innocent blood
to consume and devour,
bind thee to the sacrifice
for a token of power.
Oh Night Saints,
hear our prayers;
behind the Veil,
to walk across the Layers.
When the first drop of hot wax touched his skin, Jaehyun bit his lip, an embarrassing sound almost escaping him. Okay, so maybe that felt sort of good? He willed his dick to stay down, but pressed as it was to the hard floor, well, stimulation was bound to happen.
B-but he was not going to moan out loud!
As the chanting progressed, he felt himself relax, hot trickling wax slowly covering him in a solid yet soft shell. He could also feel a humid breeze picking up around him, the sensation akin to floating in a sea of warm bubbles.
Oh Night Saints,
hear our prayers
to walk across the Layers.
Innocent blood
to consume and devour,
bind thee to the sacrifice
for a token of power.
Oh Night Saints,
hear our prayers;
behind the Veil,
to walk across the Layers.
And so Jaehyun endured the sting of wax melting over his skin, while his coven chanted around his naked self until the last candle died out. By then, the wax had turned viscous, like he had stuck his whole body into a slime bath, and he unconsciously arched his back a little, trying to feel it.
It took him a few minutes -seconds? hours?- to realize he couldn't sense his friends' auras nor hear the city’s sounds, or feel the cold wind of late October.
Jaehyun opened his eyes and found himself naked in the dark silence, the rivulets of dried slimy wax gone from his skin, and his coven nowhere to be seen. The scent of raw magic, sterile and electric, tickled his nose instead and Jaehyun knew the spell had worked.
'The Veil' had covered him.
Squinting into the shadows, he tried to sit but felt a warm pressure on his lower back, keeping him in place, and then a low playful voice was whispering into his ear.
"Hello little one. You smell delicious."
Oh Sweet Mother Nature and all the Saints! It was here! His call had been heard, and a magical being had answered his plea!
Jaehyun didn't feel frightened, rather, eager. Excited. A bit nervous yes, but-
"I- I'm Jaehyun. I've summoned you," he said, trying not to squirm under the weight of the creature holding him down. He remembered Yuta’s advice to avoid sudden movements before establishing a connection. What did he mean by connection? Jaehyun wasn’t sure, but he would behave like a good little human. Magic creatures had the tendency of having sharp teeth and an innate appreciation for murder.
Jaehyun felt a soft caress all the way down his spine, and he tried not to move when the voice spoke again, sounding deeper.
"Oh, I know little Peachy. I know."
"Peachy?"
"Your magic smells like peaches, sweet and fuzzy."
"Oh."
"You are a little… unusual."
With his heart thumping in his chest, feeling dizzy and too warm, Jaehyun suddenly worried he would be rejected. It was the creature’s prerogative to reject an unfit witch. (He had read the small margin letters in the Spanish transcript of the spell. He didn’t know the language but blessed be modern translation apps.)
"M-My magic isn't the best but with your help-"
"No," the unknown being whispered, sending shivers down Jaehyun’s limbs, "your magic is strong. But this ritual... Do you know what you've offered?"
Jaehyun’s breath hitched in his throat, feeling the ghost of caresses renew all over his body.
"Yes," he said, his breathing labored when he felt strong hands kneading the crease where his ass met his thighs, "M-Myself."
Jaehyun felt the enveloping warmth leave his back, and he took the chance to twist himself onto his elbows, wanting to meet the entity that would soon claim him.
It was too dark behind The Veil to truly see, but he thought he caught the creature's eyes glowing amber.
"Are you sure, little witch? We'll be bound, I'll be yours as much as you'll be mine."
Jaehyun frowned. Did the entity not want him? Why were they asking so many questions?
"I know? I'm doing this for a reason."
"So serious," the entity chuckled, warmth covering Jaehyun again, like a cloud of steam that made Jaehyun’s body ignite, his sensitive skin flaring up with otherworldly desire, "Very well. I accept your offering."
"W-Wait," Jaehyun mumbled, his hand shooting out and colliding with the hard planes of...a human chest? Jaehyun’s heart rate unconsciously sped up, "Can I see you?"
"Oh, sorry. Yes, I forgot human sight is not made for here, hm… one moment."
Jaehyun felt a warm hand slide over his face, making him close his eyes, and when he opened them he was greeted by catlike amber eyes staring at him, a hint of a smirk on the entity's handsome face.
Jaehyun blinked in disbelief, his eyes roaming the very tall, very sexy, very naked man kneeling above him. He looked like he had been plucked out from Jaehyun’s wettest dream, and in perfect detail. The entity had granted Jaehyun’s perfect eyesight.
"OH."
"Do you like it?"
"Is this really you?" Jaehyun blurted, knowing there was no way an entity from behind The Veil would look this...this...human. He rubbed his eyes.
This was an illusion. Magic.
He wanted the truth. He wanted the tentacl– no, not those.
F-For now.
"Hm?" the entity cocked an eyebrow, and its body shifted, horns - horns! - sprouting on its head, long locks turning from soft brown to deep blue, charcoal tainting its limbs from taloned hands to its elbows, from its feet to its thick thighs and a tapered tail uncoiling from around the creature’s waist, Jaehyun’s eyes following its movements to find–
Goodness gracious!
Jaehyun could only blink at the bulge between the being's legs, images and names of known creatures from behind The Veil flicking through his mind like a book turning its pages until Jaehyun found the correct one. He blushed and stared back up at the entity's smirking face. Were those…fangs?
Oh yes, Jaehyun was definitely a monsterfucker.
The witch fought a hysterical laugh. It was only fitting such a creature would reply to his pleas for magic.
"You're an incubus," Jaehyun giggled, his voice cracking and failing to hide his awe. He had summoned an incubus, the historically accurate -and stereotypical- lover for a witch.
"I am, little witch. My name is… mmm, you can call me Johnny."
"Johnny.” Jaehyun parroted back, disbelief in his tone, “ Johnny?! ”
“Mhm. Others have called me Jun. Sometimes Johnathan? Once, I was Youngho too. Whichever you prefer, little witch.”
Alright, something weirdly soft but hard was massaging Jaehyun’s legs, and it was distracting him from his questions on why did an incubus have such a human name. He looked down and was greeted by Johnny’s tail wrapping itself around his calves.
Huh.
He-
Oh.
“I-It's a, uhm, pleasure to meet you, Johnny."
The incubus called Johnny smirked at him, dark tongue peeking from behind his sharp smile as the tail coiled around Jaehyun’s legs tightened its hold on him and slowly dragged the witch closer.
"Oh, yes, I'll make sure of it."
Going against every warning Yuta had given him, Jaehyun squirmed as soon as he felt pinned in place by the incubus -Johnny, his name was Johnny-, and all it did was make Johnny’s smirk widen to something feral.
Taloned fingers dug into the soft flesh of Jaehyun’s hips to keep him still, pinpricks of pain feeling like fire sparks bursting over Jaehyun’s skin, and then Johnny dragged his inhumanly long tongue down Jaehyun's neck to latch around one of Jaehun’s nipples, fangs scraping against sensitive skin.
“You are a squirmy little thing, Peachy,” said Johnny, words somehow perfectly understandable despite having his mouth full of Jaehyun’s tits. Incubus magic, probably. "Stay still and enjoy, hm?"
"I'm t-trying," Jaehyun stammered and blinked into the darkness around him, trying to make sense of the overwhelming pleasure that had him nearly shooting his load onto his stomach. Nothing had even happened yet! He jolted when he felt the cool hardness of Johnny’s tail again, pulling his legs apart to make space for Johnny’s body to fit.
The witch had the sudden revelation that no, Johnny wouldn’t fit.
Jaehyun was going to die impaled on a monster cock. What a way to go! Jungwoo would probably be proud of him. Jaehyun couldn’t help it, he giggled.
“Something amuses you, witch?”
“I never thought I’d die by demon cock,” Jaehyun blabbered, starting to feel delirious. To his surprise, Johnny let go of his nipple and threw his head back with a loud cackle.
“Demon! You’re funny! Oh.” Johnny blinked, pursing his plush lips as he eyed a blissed out Jaehyhun under him, cocking his head to the side in a thoughtful manner, like a curious cat would, “Hm, maybe I gave you too much venom.”
“V-venom?” Jaehyun asked, alarmed. Well, he tried to sound alarmed. It was more like a high-pitched moan. Jaehyun didn’t know he could sound like that.
“How do you feel?” Johnny’s question was gentle as he shifted the witch to a more comfortable position, cradling the human to his chest so they could sit back with Jaehyun between his legs instead. Johnny’s cooler skin elicited a gasp from an overheated Jaehyun.
“L-Like I’m made of sparkles.”
“Hah! I mean, is it uncomfortable?”
“It’s the most - ah!- wonderful thing I've ever felt.”
“We haven’t even joined and you’re already so gone. This is going to be fun,” Johnny snorted, nuzzling at Jaehyun’s nape, big hands coming to rest over Jaehyun’s chest to pinch Jaehyun’s nipples. He apparently liked them.
The witch moaned, arching his back, “A-ah!”
“Sensitive, uh?”
“You make me feel like… jelly, how are you doing tha- oh!”
“You talk too much, witch,” Johnny whispered, grabbing Jaehyun’s chin to kiss him silent, the angle awkward but somehow enough for Johnny to shove his tongue down the witch’s throat.
Had Jaehyun been in his five senses, he would have panicked at the intrusion, but he currently felt nothing but bliss. There was a sweet taste in his mouth and he was floating again, bubbles fizzing all over his skin. His blood was made of sparkles, his breath felt electric, all he could see was gold!
The dark haired incubus trailed his free hand down Jaehyun’s torso, humming into his mouth as he raked his fingers down the defined ridges of the witch’s abdominal muscles, long nails leaving glistening welts in its wake. Soon, he was holding the human’s hard, leaking dick, and giving it a few tentative strokes.
Jaehyun shut his eyes hard and couldn't tell if he was seeing stars because of his impending orgasm or what, whining into the kiss as the heat in his navel imploded without warning, warm cum shooting out and coating Johnny’s hand, who didn’t stop his ministrations until Jaehyun’s legs began to shake.
Johnny broke their kiss with a moan of delight at the sudden burst of magic enveloping them like a twinkling cloud, and Jaehyun coughed, trying to regain his breath, drool running down his mouth.
Johnny whispered proudly over Jaehyun’s ringing ears, “Did you feel that, little witch? Such raw power for you to use and me to feed. You'll give me more, yes?”
Delirious, Jaehyun could only say one thing.
“F-Fuck.”
“Indeed, we will, Peachy.”
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“Relax.”
Jaehyun was laid on his back and felt the hard ground beneath him shift into something softer, like they were on a mattress. He blinked up at a smiling Johnny, who raised an eyebrow at him in silent question.
“Uhm. This is probably very rude to ask, given the circumstances, but, where are we?”
Johnny’s amber eyes blinked back at him once before turning into crescents with the wide fanged smile, “Currently? Nowhere. A space created for us both by the energies behind The Veil. But once I claim you, we’ll be back in your world. Reality? Plane of existence. Well, you get me. Now, let me take care of you. Lift your- eh, I’ll help you.”
Jaehyun let out an embarrassing sound when Johnny’s hands grabbed him under his knees and pushed his legs up as far as Jaehyun’s terrible flexibility would let him, leaving the witch feeling exposed.
Hot wet flesh pressed against Jaehyun’s rim, Johnny’s tongue leaving a glistening trail of saliva all over it, humming as if he enjoyed it, licking at his hole again and again, even biting the cleft of Jaehyun’s ass.
"J-Johnny!" Jaehyun couldn't help the squeal leaving his lips as he succumbed to the pleasure. He was on fire, his hole fluttering and clenching around Johnny's tongue.
It didn't take long for Jaehyun to relax in his hold, parting his legs to give Johnny better access to his pulsing heat. His hands had nowhere to go, so he grabbed onto his own thighs, keeping himself open so Johnny could keep doing whatever it was he was doing.
Johnny’s hum of approval sent shivers up the witch's spine, rewarding him by slowly proding Jaehyun's entrance with his fingers, sharp claws now gone.
Johnny set a careful pace as Jaehyun’s breathing became ragged, amber gaze hungrily watching how the witch slowly fell apart in his arms with a quiet gasp, his toes curling.
“Sweet little Peach, you're trembling like a leaf with just a finger and my tongue. I wonder if we'll be able to finish our little deal tonight," Johnny purred, leisurely pumping a finger in and out of Jaehyun’s hole, adding a second one without warning.
When Jaehyun arched into Johnny’s fingers, nothing but mewls leaving his mouth, the incubus chuckled aloud, nibbling on Jaehyun’s soft pale thigh.
“You smell like an innocent but you don't feel like one. See how easily you open up?” Johnny's voice echoed in the darkness surrounding them, thoroughly enjoying his human lover's reactions as he inserted a third digit into Jaehyun’s throbbing hole, Johnny's thumb teasing his perineum in quick short motions.
Jaehyun didn't want to explain just why his ass was easy to prepare. Thankfully, he happened to choke on a moan, his hands shooting up to grab at Johnny's wrist, trying to prevent him from slipping his fingers out as he felt his navel tensing once again, his second orgasm of the night fast approaching. His dick was hard and leaking all over his stomach, clear fluid coating his pubes and pooling at his abs and belly button. He stared at Johnny with wide eyes, a silent scream in his open mouth.
“Oh yes darling,” Johnny’s grin was feral, amber eyes glowing as the fingers inside Jaehyun gained speed. "Let go pretty witch, come for me."
Jaehyun screamed when Johnny picked up the pace and his fingers curled to jab repeatedly over his prostate. He came all over himself, hips twitching as he unconsciously overstimulated himself on the incubus hand.
“Delicious,” Johnny growled, eyes flashing almost gold as he hovered over Jaehyun’s twitching body, licking up the mess from Jaehyun's abs to his nipples, occasionally leaving a bite. When they were face to face, Johnny fed the witch his own release, making Jaehyun suck on his unnaturally long tongue until he could no longer taste himself.
Johnny’s fingers left Jaehyun's ass with a wet sound, and Jaehyun felt his empty, stretched hole twitching. No! He craved to be filled, needed those thick fingers back!
Wait. Why was he thinking like that?
Vision still blurry, Jaehyun tried to calm down his breathing. With his brain slowly reforming itself from mush, he let go of Johnny’s wrist to drag his own fingers across the sticky mess of cum and saliva over his torso. It felt…tingly.
"J-Johnny?" He croaked, bringing his slimy hand up to his face to squint at the sticky substance.
"Hm?" Johnny stared down at him with heavy lidded eyes. Jaehyun could see the incubus arm moving below his crotch, and realized he was touching himself.
Jaehyun was, once again, struck by how ridiculously big and sexy his soon to be familiar was. But he had a question. Several, actually but this was the only one he could think about.
"What is this?" He said, showing Johnny his glistening hand, "Why does it feel t-tingl-oh my goodness!"
He wasn't able to finish, because Johnny chose that moment to grab his hand and suck it clean. Jaehyun felt himself blush.
"That, little witch, was your cum and my spit. The tingling was probably the venom I told you about."
"Your ven- eh?" Jaehyun tried to raise himself on his elbows, but was pushed back by Johnny’s big hand on his chest.
“Venom, aphrodisiac, however you might call it. It helps you relax."
"Your spit is venomous?" Jaehyun repeated intelligently, his voice mellow and soft with how pliant he suddenly felt.
“My spit, my claws, my sweat, my blood…oh and my cum. Just wait until you feel it all deep inside you,”Johnny smirked as he rubbed Jaehyun’s tummy before taking hold of Jaehyun’s legs and pushing the back of his knees up and over Johnny’s shoulders, making Jaehyun scramble to grab onto Johnny’s forearms with a surprised shout.
"Johnny?!"
“It'll feel good, Peachy, I promise.”
Jaehyun had no time to reply because Johnny’s lips crashed down over his, drowning his high pitched yelps as the blunt tip of the incubus massive cock poked at Jaehyun’s stretched hole, sliding into the witch at a painfully slow pace.
Johnny devoured Jaehyun’s mouth until he was in to the hilt, drinking his moans as dark sharp talons left a trail of shallow marks down the length of Jaehyun’s pale legs, starting from the slight curve of his ass, thighs and finally taking hold of his ankles, keeping them raised above Johnny’s head with help of his tail.
“So tight!” The incubus grunted as he started on a steady rhythm, Jaehyun's head thrown back onto the invisible mattress, body arching to meet each of Johnny’s thrusts as he kept his legs up in the air. “What a delight you are, little witch. Your magic is so good and strong, I’ll be sated in no time.”
Jaehyun cried out half in pleasure and despair, thinking what a shame it was for their tryst to come to an end as the fluttering sensation in his guts kept spreading, coiling and uncoiling.
One of Jaehyun’s hands slid down to his stomach, sure in his delirium that he could feel Johnny’s monster cock right there. He was so, so full…yet he wanted more.
“Ohh, do you feel me there, little witch?” Johnny bent down to whisper darkly over Jaehyun’s ear. His bigger hand covered Jaehyun’s, applying pressure and making Jaehyun’s moan low. “You're such a good boy, taking me on the first try. I'll give it to you good, then, as a treat."
Johnny rose up on his knees, almost bending Jaehyun in half as he repeatedly rammed his cock into the witch, hips expertly angled to stimulate his prostate.
Jaehyun's eyes rolled back as he came untouched, broken uh uh uh’s falling from his parted lips as Johnny kept his legs spread for him, pumping into him until he reached his own peak with a grunt, filling Jaehyun’s hole with his warm cum, mouth open in a breathless gasp as a luminescent cloud of magic surrounded them both.
Johnny let go of the ankles to grab the witch's hips instead, keeping him in place as Jaehyun's twitching legs dropped to the ground in awkward angles. Johnny licked his lips, enjoying the sight of Jaehyun’s naked body sprawled under his, covered in cum and sweat, Jaehyun's eyes glassy and unfocused, mouth slightly open and drooling.
"Are you with me, Peachy?" Johnny panted, caressing Jaehyun’s cheeks, the softness in his voice feeling out of place, as if he hadn’t just fucked Jaehyun within an inch of his life.
"Mhmm…" Jaehyun moaned, voice cracking as he blinked, trying to moor himself back into his body.
His throat felt raw, his limbs ached, he was all sticky and holyshit that had been the most intense orgasm(s) of his life. He swore he had astral projected to Saturn or something.
"Give me your hand," said Johnny, taloned dark fingers clasping Jaehyun’s trembling ones and bringing them towards his chest, palm over the place a human's heart would be.
Jaehyun just stared, not fully understanding until Johnny rolled his hips slowly, milking himself inside the witch's warm heat, euphoric laughter escaping Johnny’s lips when his chest began to glow under Jaehyun’s palm, and Jaehyun’s navel also glowed, a twin set of old arcane symbols appearing as the light faded, looking like healed tattoos.
"W-what the-?!" Jaehyun tried to sit, but since he was still impaled on Johnny’s cock, there was nothing much he could do. Johnny chose that moment to lean down and kiss him sweetly on the lips, the tender gesture throwing Jaehyun off, "Johnny? What is happening?"
Johnny smiled at him, gently cradling Jaehyun’s face, grin still sharp but noticeably less…wild, "You've branded me yours and I've branded you mine. We are now bonded, Jaehyun dear."
If Jaehyun had been able to feel his legs, he would have kicked himself for blushing so much after Johnny finally used his name. He had just lost his virginity in an intense sex ritual (he was, in fact, still speared on Johnny's cock) yet he felt the most embarrased when his new lover called his name?
“Uff!” Johnny hissed, then laughed, his claws digging on the soft flesh of Jaehyhun’s waist. He looked down at the witch with wide amber eyes, “What are you thinking, little witch? You just squeezed me, oh! ”
“Sorry! I’m- I just- hmph!” Jaehyun’s eyes widened as Johnny rolled them over, Jaehyun now sitting astride his hips. There was a loud squelch as Johnny’s dick was pushed further inside him with all the jostling. Jaehyun curled into himself, bracing himself on Johnny’s chest and letting his head fall down as he bit back a whimper. Johnny had just begun rolling his hips in short leisure thrust.
“Shh, it’s okay. You want more? I don’t need to feed to give you pleasure, hm? Don’t be shy.”
Jaehyun shut his eyes tight, and shyly nodded, disregarding the wet sounds and stickiness slowly running down his balls and thighs. He chanced a look down his tummy, because there was no way he was hard again after cumming three times. His flaccid dick was valiantly trying to get hard, but that was not what caught his eye.
The new tattoo on his navel was glowing, and he swore his tummy was slightly distended, no doubt full of monster dick and cum. In a haze he reached down to touch it at the same time Johnny gave a sharp thrust, sending a bolt of pleasure straight through his spine that made him cry out and fall down over Johnny’s chest.
“Y-you're gonna kill me!” he whined, hiding his face on Johnny’s shoulder. Sweet Mother Nature, what had he gotten himself into!
“I’ll go slow, yeah?” Johnny whispered into his ear, softly caressing all over Jaehyun’s ass and legs, fingers circling Jaehyun’s rim, “Mmm, you’re still tender. So sweet, so sensitive. What a nice little witch, all for me.”
Overcome by otherworldly pleasure, Jaehyun let himself be used by his brand new incubus lover.
If this was how he died, what a nice life.
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Jaehyun was pretty sure this was what it felt like to be run over by a truck.
He blinked at the ugly popcorn ceiling in his room and groaned as he tried to roll out of bed, squinting to protect his sleepy eyes from the bright sun rolling in through the open curtains.
Blindly reaching out to his nightstand's drawer, he found his spare glasses and shoved them on. Apparently his perfect vision only worked behind The Veil. He also patted around for the phone he knew he had left plugged before making his way to Taeyong’s apartment last night.
He had a couple of messages from his coven, asking for him to report back as soon as he could, Yuta reassuring everyone in their group chat that he could feel Jaehyun’s healthy aura back in their plane of existence. The message was marked as sent around 3 am, which made perfect sense for The Veil to allow crossing back.
Except Jaehyun remembered nothing of how he had gotten home… Johnny had probably done something about it.
Jaehyun pushed himself up on wobbly legs, and it was only then he noticed how…clean he felt. Huh. Limping to his ensuite bathroom he stared at his reflection in the mirror, where his usual crazy bed hair and puffy eyes stared back. He lifted his shirt in a rush, mouth falling open at the sight. Hickeys and bites littered his chest, and he was pretty sure those were claw marks running down his sides to his-!
He shoved his boxers down and indeed, there, above his dick, were the arcane symbols of his union with a creature traditionally cataloged as a demon .
The sound of the living room TV and clinking of plates coming through the crack of his bedroom’s door alerted him there was someone in the living room.
Jaehyun peeked outside, and there was human-looking Johnny, clad in a pair of gray sweatpants, with his demon dark blue hair slicked back and the tanned skin of his torso on display. He had tattoos all over one arm, which perfectly blended with Jaehyun’s brand over his chest, horns and tail nowhere to be seen. The man(?) turned around from the stove, a spatula raised, amber eyes still as brilliant as last night.
Johnny grinned, and yeah, his fangs were also intact.
“Hey, Jaehyun! How are you feeling?”
Mauled.
Sore.
Incredible.
“Great. Morning, Johnny.”
Johnny’s gaze turned soft, regarding Jaehyun with such devotion, the witch felt himself blush scarlet from head to toe, “Good morning, Peachy. Do you want breakfast?”
Jaehyun silently nodded, slowly walking to sit at the kitchen stools. He watched, entranced, how Johnny moved around his little kitchen, opening cupboards and drawers like he had lived there forever. It was weird how much sense he made in Jaehyun’s personal space.
Johnny turned around to wink at him.
“I had a lot of time to get acquainted with your home, babe. You slept for quite a bit. Here’s some coffee.”
Jaehyun accepted the mug with wide eyes, a nod, and barely concealed awe.
Babe. Johnny had called him babe . He was taking his witch’s lover role quite seriously; not that Jaehyun minded. It felt…nice.
There was a loud knock at the door, and Jaehyun almost burnt his tongue as he hurried to place the coffee mug on the counter, but Johnny signaled for him to stay put, going to the hallway in his stead.
“Yes?”
“Oh my! Who might you be?!”
Jaehyun heard Jungwoo’s high pitched voice coming through as soon as the door was open. He froze. He had forgotten to reply to their texts.
“Hello. I’m Jaehyun’s…husband.”
Jaehyun choked on his coffee with Johnny’s calm reply. Husband?!
“Ah yes! Jaehyunie's husband! The one who was overseas for business, that husband,” Jungwoo exclaimed, voice sugary sweet.
Uh oh.
“Indeed, the very same,” Johnny replied politely, although Jaehyun was sure there was a hint of amusement there.
A beat of silence and then Jungwoo burst through the hallway, skidding on the floor as he rounded the kitchen corner towards a very impressed and embarrassed Jaehyun.
“Who the fuck is this gigoló!?” Jungwoo screeched, pointing a finger in his friend’s direction, “Did we accidentally send you to a stripper’s club instead of across The Veil?!”
Jaehyun giggled nervously, covering his mouth with a hand as Johnny calmly walked to his side and planted a soft kiss over Jaehyun’s uncombed hair, all under the astonished stare of his friend.
“Woo, this is my–” he didn’t feel like calling Johnny his familiar, it felt too impersonal, “ -my Johnny.”
Johnny’s delighted chuckle was worth it.
“Your Johnny. Your–oh my goodness! Wait, so the spell worked?”
“Yeah.”
“Huh.” Jungwoo blinked and silently took the empty seat next to Jaehyun, openly staring up and down at the devilishly handsome half naked man who so gently cradled Jaehyun in his ve~ry nice arms.
The pan in the stove sizzled, reminding Johnny he was supposed to be preparing food. He let go and walked back into the kitchen, “Well, then. Is the noisy witch staying for breakfast, Jaehyun?”
“He-”
“Oh yes, I’m staying,” Jungwoo replied eagerly, resting his chin on his hands at the same time Jaehyun nodded.
“Okay... Peachy, are you okay with scrambled eggs?”
Jaehyun mumbled a shy yes, feeling the intensity of Jungwoo’s imp grin, who mouthed the word Peachy with such delight Jaehyun was sure his friend was the demon instead of his lover.
And then Jungwoo leaned over to whisper in his ear “...Scrambled like your guts?”
The loud cackle Johnny let out was drowned by Jaehyun’s embarrassed screech.
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Outside in Jaehyun’s small terrace, all the previously withering potted plants were in full bloom, gently sparkling and swaying in the chilly air of the first day of November.