#absolutely impossible to scrute

[taran-wanderer]

just had a very douglas-adamsian idea of a race of aliens with a language so inscrutable that they died out very quickly because no one could understand each other

[mylifeinhopeworld]

Heavenly Hell

Genre: smut

Word count: 2.6k this is the longest fic I’ve ever written oof

Pairing: Incubus!Xiumin x reader

Warnings:  sir kink, cumplay, orgasm denial, rough sex and uhhhhh demon magic?

Summary: No matter what you do, your eyes will always be drawn to find an angel in the crowd. Or so you thought. But “angel” might not be a compliment for this man… and he might want to show you why.

The warm light of the bar reflects in your glass, making you focus your attention to the little rays it sends dancing on the ceiling. You had agreed to go out with your friends for a fun Friday night but you were starting to get bored. You didn’t really want to participate in any or the games they started playing at your table, nor did anyone seem to mind your absence. They were far too concentrated in getting the cute guy who had been blatantly flirting with all of them since the beginning of the night to take another shot. Some of them obviously drank too much, but you, fortunately, had been careful enough not to get drunk. The downside of this was that you were now the one to check their drinks and to drive them home at the end of the night. 

“Come on, just a last one! I’m paying for you lovely ladies.”

You rolled your eyes. This guy was getting way too touchy with your friends and you didn’t like it. It felt sketchy. You carefully scruted the glasses he passed along the table, but he didn’t do anything suspicious. 

You only let your guard down when he left, leaving his phone number with a wink to the rest of the girls. As they kept talking about how hot he was, you let your eyes roam around the room. You knew you’d find someone special. You always did. Every time, there was someone who felt different, whether it be a glimpse of sadness in their eyes, a mysterious beauty to them or simply someone who exuded charisma. You loved seeing what made them stand out of the crowd, hoping to be that kind of person in someone else’s eyes too. You had settled for a lovely girl, around your age, who looked like she was the happiest person in the room, but as your eyes darted to the left, you saw him.

He looked like an absolute angel. Well at least that’s what came to your mind first. He was sitting down with a group of guys which you assumed were his friends, but he looked different from them. At his table was the guy who had been previously flirting with your friends, along with another who tried to hit on you the second you walked in the bar. While they looked more like the type you’d describe as “bad boys”, he appeared calm and comforting. There was something in his stance, his way of slowly raising his glass to his smiling lips, that drew you in. Dressed in white, it almost felt like he came from another world. The cute, innocent looking guy that you’ definitely want to talk to if he wasn’t with those troublemakers. 

Just as you got lost in analyzing what exactly in his demeanor clashed with the rest of his friends, he turned to you, realizing you had been looking at him, smiled and winked in your direction. Your cheeks flushed red, which was, fortunately for you, impossible to detect under the orange lighting surrounding your table. Even looking away, you felt his gaze on you, perhaps just as intrigued by you as you were by him. 

“Oh? Did y/n spot a cute guy? That Jongin guy talked about him when he was with us earlier. I think he’s called Minseok. Don’t you prefer someone who looks more…..adventurous maybe?” You shushed your friends and tried to distract their attention from the poor guy, who was now being stared at by 6 pairs of eyes.

“Yeah….I prefer the bad boys too.” 

It was kind of true, but you also liked guys who could be gently and caring. Not just heartbreakers. 

“Well, I’m sorry for you and your prince charming y/n but we have to leave. My roommate just texted me that I have to get back to the appartment. Apparently my cat is sick, she’s wating for me to take him to the vet.”

Right. You were the designated driver of 3 of the girls, the other 3 had agreed to call a taxi to spend the night together at one of their apartments. You sighed before nodding. 

“Do I at least have the time to go to the bathroom before we leave? Or is it too much of an emergency.” you didn’t even care about going home, the night having been extremely long for you since you didn’t drink as much as the others.

“Don’t worry, we’ll wait for you outside.”

With that, you left for the corner of the room furthest from the door. You heard a bit of the guys’ conversation as you walked past them and had to resort to mentally punching the guys you heard speaking about your friend. 

“...she’s so hot! I swear she’ll call me tomorrow night if she’s alone….”

“ Bet! I’m sure she won’t call you until next week Jongin, you’re not that irresistible y’know?”

You only heard a glimpse of Minseok’s answer, but you wished you had been closer to hear him longer. His voice sounded just as sweet as his appearance.

“You already know what I think Baek. She’ll call him every day until he gets bored and moves on to someone else. Like always… I’m sure you guys won’t ever settle for one, you always want more than what you have…”

Finally someone who thought like you. You were happy there was at least one reasonable guy in that group to calm the others down. You shot a small glance back at their table before getting in the empty bathroom. When you got out, the guys were gone and you found yourself almost sad to not be able to see Minseok one last time before going. 

You had crossed half of the busier section of the bar when a small light caught your eye. Even though no one had taken your previous table yet, there was something on it. You didn’t remember seeing it before getting up, so you checked what it was, thinking one of the girls might have forgotten it as they left. It was a tiny coin, or at least it looked like one, but it only had one textured side. The other one was totally smooth and you couldn’t help but rub it with your thumb in your pocket as you stepped outside. You later learned that it didn’t belong to any of your friends, but still decided to keep it.

After dropping all three of your friends home, you drove back to your own apartment, playing some music to keep your mind alert. As soon as you dropped your keys on the counter, you headed right to your bathroom, wanting to shower and go to sleep as soon as possible. 

As you got ready to hop in the hot water, your mind raced back to Minseok. There was something about that guy that made you melt. Everything about him seemed soft and gentle and you found yourself wondering what his lips would feel like on yours. 

Oh my god, what the heck am I thinking? He’s just a random guy at a bar. Why am I thinking about it now?

Just that little thought had been enough to turn you on, really turn you on, for some reason. Still wanting to go to sleep fast, you made yourself cum in the shower and quickly climbed in bed. Somehow, it didn’t satisfy you. It didn’t feel enough. You decided to ignore it and managed to fall asleep pretty quickly.

Waking up in the middle of the night wasn’t exactly unusual to you, but this time it felt weird. Weirdly dream-like. You knew it wasn’t a dream, however, because when you looked at your phone and your watch, they both showed the same time. You learned this trick from a friend, who also had realistic dreams. Time is never constant in a dream. So this wasn’t one, but it definitely felt like it was. Especially when you heard a voice speak to you in the dark.

“So? Did I really have that much of an effect on you, angel?”

You had only heard him speak once, but you could recognize the tone of his voice anywhere. It sounded different though, now slightly lower and sickeningly sweet, like he was mocking you. He spoke the last word with such hatred that it almost scared you. You could see better in the dark by now and the sight before you made you gasp.

He was sitting in the chair next to your bedroom door, one leg lazily draped over one of the armrests and the rest of his body leaning on the other. He now wore a chic black shirt, slightly unbuttoned, a black tie hanging loosely around his neck ripped black jeans. 

He smirked as you looked him up and down, the ache you tried to ignore earlier awakening again, even stronger than before.

“I see you have found my amulet. I was hoping it’d choose you since you’re so...interesting.”

You furrowed your brows, “What do you mean ‘interesting’? Why are you here? How did you even get into my house?”

He got up from the chair, chuckling while he walked toward you.

“I saw the way you looked at me and I knew you were different. The fact that my amulet chose you confirms that. You have a very rich soul y/n. Besides, you called me” Your eyes widened at the mention of your name.

“Wait, I didn’t call you! And how do you know-” He cut you off as he reached the edge of your bed.

“As for why I’m here...that’s an interesting question coming from the girl who moans a stranger’s name in her sleep. You called me and what a fool would I have been if I didn’t immediately come here to help you out.” 

He was so close to you, his face merely inches from yours. You didn’t know what pushed you to close your eyes but you did and he immediately connected his lips to yours. You felt yourself melt in his kiss, as if part of your soul merged with him to make you his. This is so crazy. It couldn’t really be happening, right? I’m dreaming. It’s just a really hot dream. Fuck, why am I getting so turned on by this?

You couldn’t think straight, wanting to feel more of him even if you knew this shouldn’t be happening, if it really was. He deepened the kiss before ghosting his hands on the skin of your sides, under the oversized t-shirt you had gone to sleep in. When you gasped at the sudden contact, he pulled away with a satisfied expression painted on his features. That’s when you saw them. Two little points darting out of his hair.

“You think I'm still as cute as earlier? Hmm? You wanted a bad boy, you'll get even better, precious: a demon.”

Your head fell back as his lips travelled on the skin of your neck. He knew what you wanted: as if reading your mind, he took care of your shirt, exposing your chest to the cold air of the night. 

“There’s a few things you have to know though, precious.” He took one of your nipples into his mouth, circling his tongue around it and making your back arch off the bed.

“First, you can call me anytime, I’ll always get to you. Second, I don’t want you to hold back any sounds.” He looked up to you with hungry eyes as you shook your head yes.

As he trailed his kisses down your abdomen, a few whimpers escaped you.

“Good.”

You spoke before he could continue, “Please Minseok, I want to feel you.”

He immediately understood what you mean and took off your pajama shorts along with his clothes.

“That’s Sir for you precious. understood?”

He lined himself with your entrance, not pushing in until he got his answer.

“Yes S-sir, please.”

You didn’t even know why you were fine with this situation, but you knew you’d do anything just to feel him. And you did. You let out a loud moan as he bottomed out inside of you, your hands flying to grip his arms. After a few seconds, he started thrusting in and out of you at an incredibly fast pace. He let out a groan against your neck.

“Third, you never, ever, call me “angel” again. Is that clear?” 

You couldn’t even answer him, too focused on reaching your high to for a clear sentence. His thrusts became even rougher, if that was even possible, and your orgasm crushed over you like a gigantic wave. Not giving you any time to ride your high, he completely stopped and raised your chin so you looked directly into his eyes. 

“I said: is. that. clear.”

You nodded in response and he ground his hips into yours, slowly this time. It felt as if you hadn’t orgasmed a few seconds later, your need just as present as before. 

“You won’t feel satisfied unless I am, precious, and I won’t be unless you answer me with your words.”

You managed to let out a small “yes” in-between a few broken moans and whines, but he didn’t seem to be happy with your answer. Thankfully, you managed to figure out why.

“Y-yes...Sir” At that word, he gave one harsh thrust, which made your eyes roll back in pleasure. “That’s a good girl.”

It surprisingly didn’t take long before his movements became more erratic, but before you could reach your second high with him, he pulled out to cum on your stomach. 

“Whyyy, s-sir, I was so close!” He ran a finger up your slit and watched as you shivered from the feeling.

“Do you want to cum, precious?” You nodded “please sir.”

“But tell me… do you need to cum?” 

He didn’t wait for your answer before pushing back into you with a moan. That’s when you realised the extent of his powers. Every single word, every single sound that came out of his mouth made you want, no, need him even more. You knew you could only cum with him now. Because your need was getting way too intense to even bear. This would be the best orgasm of your whole life and you understood it would make you his. 

As you whimpered a small “please”, he accelerated his movements. He only had to whisper in your ear for you to topple over the edge for the third time that night.

“Cum for me. Now.”

He came with you with a long groan. “Fuck- you’re all mine now, precious.”

After both coming down from your highs, he sighed.

“I have to leave for now. You know how to call me. Keep my amulet safe or you’ll never feel satisfied ever again. Now that you’re mine, no one can make you feel this good.”

Maybe he added something. Maybe not. You didn’t know since you immediately fell back asleep, exhausted. When you woke up the next morning, you first thought it was a -very hot- dream as you were perfectly clean, with no traces of Minseok’s passage to be seen around your room. The only thing that reminded you that this had all been real was the small amulet on your bedside table. 

You had been right from the first second, he was different. Definitely not in the way you thought he would but now wasn’t the time to debate on if it was good or bad. You were now linked to him. Forever.