#mpop smut

[kpop-dungeon-dark]

Fury Of The Dragon. (Dragon!Yifan x You)

•TRIGGER WARNING•

Warning(s): Non-Con, punishment sex, humiliation, degradation, walk of shame, exhibitionism, fear kink, headshave, ultimate ownership, Dragon!Yifan. My content isn’t for everyone so read at your own risk please. You're both legal in this.

Wu Yifan was seething from rage as he sliced the throat of the last peasant bandit through one of his claws that his human hands had morphed into for combat as the rest of his body remained human. Vision filled with red as sweat and blood of all the men he had killed, it was hard for it to locate the girl standing a few steps away, shaking in her now dirty and bloody wedding gown. Sniffing the air to locate her better in the dark jungle, the man wrapped his literal claw around one of her delicate arms, tugging her towards him and placing her on  the horse.

He could just fly. But the King had very respectfully and fearfully requested him not to.

And Wu Yifan was a man of discipline, honesty, and his word.

The young lady, Y/n, his bride that had attempted to run away rather childishly in his honest opinion because no one could escape his grasp, trembled and cried, dreading the wedding and what was to come next.

Tales of how he treated traitors were terrifying.

In the span of the next few minutes, the girl's ashamed and scared parents had married her off to the man or… so it disguised itself as. Y/n could swear she had felt something much sharper and thinner against her lips -like a million fangs- when they had kissed. There was no way those were the teeth they could see guarded by his lips.

Something much more inhuman, if not sinister.

The journey to his Estate was the most nerve wracking for her. Having multiple meltdowns, constant crying and a panic attack, or two, she couldn't tell anymore, Y/n felt the carriage stop, causing a long and sharp inhale of air defensively.

But her groom didn't open the door and romantically helped her out before carrying her inside her new house bridal style. It angered Yifan to know that he was actually planning on doing that. The cliche many newly wedded husband's did which was driven by the love he felt for his now bride and wife.

The Grand General wasn't a man of much emotion, if any at all. Same went for the words he spoke. They were always careful and calculated.

Just enough to satisfy the need for communication, would it arise.

Y/n nodded respectfully at the carriage owner who had helped her inside upon the groom's order, placing her luggage besides her and respectfully bowing since she was Wu Yifan's wife. The man who was respected, feared and obeyed more than the King himself.

The one time he let his emotions consume him, and act upon them, this is what happened, huh?

"Did you really think you could get away?" The girl jumped at the ear piercingly deep voice from right beside her, making her search for the owner to see her husband standing a few feet away facing one of the many large windows that the living room walls of the mansion contained. "I could tell you were an innocent little simple girl but… are you really that stupid?"

Yifan's hands were held behind his back as he stared outside the window, form so calm a human would never be able to judge what he was feeling or what was actually coming. Streaks and droplets of blood from earlier stained his face, robes and hands. His tone was taunting and belittling.

Silence followed his words, the only noise being the grandfather clock as Y/n stared at the ground in fear and embarrassment.

Maybe. Just maybe. It wasn't really worth it.

The girl wasn't sure how much longer they stood just like that, Yifan's inhaling and exhaling gradually getting faster as he probably thought about the shame his bride brought him on the first day. To the point where steam started to escape his nose and ears.

It was when the heavy clock hit another hour that Yifan moved, and he moved so fast that Y/n’s slow human brain couldn't even decipher it before he was standing in front of her, causing her to gasp and jump back, looking at him for the very first time today with her pretty eyes wide and mouth agape.

“Ah… There are those pretty eyes~” the deep coo he let out sounded almost ingenuine due to how terrifyingly animalistic his voice had gotten. “Shining so bright and full of innocence… all for me.” A gasp left the girl when Yifan's long -maybe a bit too long- fingers slipped up her half open messy hair and wrapped it around them, tugging her beautiful face closer to his.

"After all these years of my continuous pride and victory, you, a mere human, thought I'd let you stain it and bring me shame?" Tears welled up in her already red eyes as she tried to shake her head only to receive a sharp slap right across her face with her groom's free hand. “Just because I decided you were pretty enough to carry my name and children?”

“N- No-!”

“You really are foolish enough to think I am demanding an answer and want to take it, huh?” The evil grin slipping through his lips allowed her a sight of the deadly fangs that decorated his mouth.

Y/n’s legs shook as she bit her lips and cried in fear. Everyone knew he wasn’t human. But being forced to witness it so up far and close… She didn’t deserve this.

“Bad little wives like you get punished for trying to defame their husbands.” The girl couldn’t tell if Yifan could actually walk that fast and smooth or he was floating in the air a bit above the ground as he dragged her smaller body upstairs and into the grand master bedroom that was decorated with rose petals and candles.

She could have never counted on him for romantic gestures.

"They're punished and taught their pathetic little places as well as put in them" she winced from the sharp way he spat the words at her. "Stand right here and don't you dare fucking move." The terrified bride was too weak and petrified to move anyways, too busy trying to decipher the red-ish orang of his eyes, the sharpness of his pointy canines and hands that were half transformed into claws.

Y/n almost didn't even notice when he grabbed the scissors and started cutting at her long locks up and down after ripping her veil off, causing her to let out a scream but before she could fight for herself, his hot and rough thick crimson coloured tail slapped at her hands, coiling around her helpless little weak body while squeezing it in place.

"Pathetic little humans like you start from nothing. As they deserve. They earn their rewards and promotion." The tip of his tail was in her mouth and down her throat, choking and gagging her from making any sound, being too thick for the girl to attempt anything as the man took his sweet time shedding her locks. "In case of no rewards and rights, you know they never deserved them in the first place."

Then came the straight razor. The military leader of the Kingdom took his sweet time with holding her small head in his large half hand half claws, tilting and moving her head around however he liked, licking his lips at the skin getting exposed from under the bristles of hair he had left.

"Look at yourself clear and well, THIS is all you are. My personal little slave wife meant to lay under me, take care of my residence while I am gone, stay true and loyal to me as well as carry my children. You're nothing besides that. Nothing at all..." Placing his hand on her now bald skinhead, he roughly tilted it backwards to have her look in the mirror. "... other than what I decide you are." Whispering the last words in her ear, he grinned, looking at her through the mirror, head and face hairless. "And now, you'll redeem yourself to your groom by showing the whole Kingdom just how sorry you are to their beloved Grand General."

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"Walk." Y/n felt the cold tip of Yifan's wooden guiding stick tapping her butt as she stood at the beginning of a sort of pathway surrounded by commoners on either sides, leaving a strip in the middle for her to walk on. Her nude body was shivering in the chilly breeze, hands clenched into fists as her face burnt in pure humiliation. "Come on now, we don't have all day!" The Dragon was quick to scold, towering over everyone in around him as he firmly tapped her sitspots now.

The girl let out a strangled cry as she weakly and shakily started walking, tears streaming down her sore and red cheeks that Yifan adored even in their stained and snot smeared form, arms locked behind his back as he followed her, hawk-like eyes watching her every move. God. He sickly loved the tremble in her stature from fear induced by him and him alone.

Only he owned her. Only he could do whatever he pleased with her. She was all his.

"Tell them how sorry you are, my little wife. Be good. Come on, now." The inhuman creature cooed almost, causing a whimper to escape Y/n as the people booed her, mostly due to how afraid they were of Yifan and knew not doing what he pleased really wasn't the way to go. "Such a good little wife I have. Good girl. Just from here and back to our residence. That's all." Some of them even felt bad for the poor girl.

The Grand General behaved and talked like this was the most casual thing in the world.

.

After a while of parading her around the Kingdom making her apologise to him for running away from Wu Yifan; The Invincible -or so it seemed and he believed- and for thinking she could actually get away, he had guided her back to his estate with the use of his thin but painful strip, crimson coloured streaks decorating her ass, back and rear thighs.

"Such a good girl you've been for your husband… finally." He praised like he hadn't just put her through all that humiliation, caressing the top of her head as the main double doors of the estate were closed behind them, Yifan's rough and hot claws starting to feel and grope her smaller body all over, more blood rushing to his already hard cock.

"You better have learnt from this. Because let me assure you that this is one of your kindest punishments since it's your first day here." He could feel the shiver that ran down her spine from the fear and Yifan felt his tip leak, causing him to spin her around and push her into the wall behind her using his supernatural speed and strength, attacking Y/n's neck with kisses and hickies, caninnes tickling her skin as well as threatening to tear the fragile layer at the same time.

"Fuck… You smell so good… So delicious" the Grand General's hands hurriedly undid the extravagant robes that his body was adorning as his pointy and hot tongue caught a stream of sweat streaming down her cheek after having been released from the skin or her temples. "I just knew you were perfect one when I first laid my eyes on you, my little human."

Y/n could swear his voice had gotten much more animalistic than before, claws back to caressing and feeling her thighs as he lifted her up against the wall and in the air, leaking and swollen red tip stroking her naval. "Mmm… All mine. Only mine." Were the words the Dragon possessively chanted over and over.

Biting on her nipples and sucking at them, leaving hickies on her tits, groping her neck with his claws, prodding and teasing her vaginal opening with his hot tip whilst his tail tortured her asshole, Yifan covered her in bruises of his ownership and saliva. "Hnnng. Now you smell even better" grinning against her lips, he finally kissed her, pushing his tongue in her mouth which went all the way down her throat and instantly made her gag, claws groping her ass cheeks and spreading them open painfully. "You smell like… how do the girls say it?" He wondered evilly, slowly starting to forcefully sink her down his thick and veiny shaft. "Ahhh~" his features got more beast-like for a second before he regained composure, grinning. "Hubby! They say hubby and you will too."

Snickering right in her face, Yifan hungrily kissed Y/n again, licking her lips and tears. "I'd have loved to prepare my wife for me on our first day. Too bad she didn't deserve it and fell down to the rank of a slave from that of my wife." His lips curled into an evil smirk at the way she pouted and whimpered out from his words, crying and pathetically holding onto her husband's shoulders, wincing and huffing for breath.

Yifan had torn her. Of course he had.

"What? Don't like it?" Raising an eyebrow, the man toyed with one of her nipples as his thrusts sped up, nails softly digging -or as soft as they could- in her hardened nipple. "Don't worry. You will soon. And I promise you'll beg me to fill you with my children everyday." In the blink of an eye, the girl was now being fucked into the mattress of their bed. "As for now, I am going to show you my forgiveness by filling your filthy and fertile little human womb full of my hatchlings as you deserve."

[itstheoneshot]

Rack City

Summary: Working in corporate has its perks, and the parties are definitely one of them.

Word Count: 3.7k

Pairing: Luhan x Reader

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Oral, Unprotected Sex, Drug Use.

You sit alone at the bar, at the booked out venue, surrounded by your co-workers, but talking to no one. It is the end of Financial Year party, and the business that you work for did extremely well this year, so you are all out to celebrate. Working in HR has great benefits, though the parties are the top of them all, free food and booze, to your hearts content, though you always feel a little out of place.

You are younger than most of the people here, most of them top of the board CEOs, from neighbouring companies, all here to rejoice alongside your own company’s leader. You could not care less about networking, unlike so many of your colleagues, always shopping around for better companies to work for, you’re content where you are, you are respected and treated well, which is a big change, being a woman in a man’s world.

You are not alone for too long though, as you hear the barstool next to you move, and you glance over to come face to face with a man you don’t recognise. He looks young, much younger than the other businessmen here, probably around your age, he has dark brown hair, soft features, and eyes that sparkle so much your breath is taken away.

“Luhan, and you?” He asks, extending a hand to take yours.

You reply with your name, just as he brings your hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to your fingers before letting go. His aura is magnetic, and you fall into rhythm with simple conversation quite quickly. He is energetic, talkative, friendly, and so fucking cute.

“I’ll be back in a minute, please don’t go.” He says, standing up from his seat, he waits for you to nod at him, before he turns to walk in the direction of the bathroom.

You focus back on your drink, finishing the glass in front of you, you order another, and are halfway through it when Luhan joins you again. He hails the bartender down to order himself a drink, and turns to face you to pick the conversation back up where it was left.

“Why are you here alone?” Luhan asks you.

“Do I look like I fit in here?” You laugh, “Why are you here alone?”

“My dad is your boss. I’m only here for the party.” He smiles at you, taking a long sip from his drink, polishing off the glass.

You glance between him, and his father, the CEO, across the room. They hardly look alike, but you guess you can see it if you look close enough. Luhan chuckles as he catches you staring, and he reaches across to touch the back of your hand with his fingertips.

“What are you thinking, doll?” He asks you.

You stare into his sparkling eyes again, god you could get fucking lost in them, his dilated pupils, gazing intently back at you.

“I’m not drunk enough, the drinks they’re serving aren’t strong.” You reply, holding up another empty glass.

“I can fix that.” Luhan replies, raising a hand for the bartender’s attention.

You watch as he orders you a drink, and see the bartender pour out double the spirits, pulling from the top shelf. You know this would not fall under the ‘free drinks’ category, but the son of a rich CEO definitely has the charm to score you each a better drink.

“I hope this is better.” Luhan nods to you, holding out the glass.

You take a sip, and damn he was right, it is better. Sweet, strong, but with no burning sensation, it doesn’t take you long to finish this glass either. Luhan smiles as you place your glass down on the bar, he is so pretty, you can’t stop staring, though he hasn’t taken his eyes off you, either.

“It was delicious, thank you.” You respond, watching as he too finishes his glass.

“Dance with me.” He says, not a question, but an order, he takes your hand as he stands up, almost pulling you over as he turns you around.

“I don’t... Luhan, nobody else is dancing.” You whisper urgently, feeling your cheeks flush.

“You nervous, sweetheart? Liquid courage wasn’t enough?” He teases you.

You shake your head, still far too sober to dance in front of your coworkers, but you are standing, and your fingers are intertwined with his. He steps you away from the bar, though after only a few steps, you realise he is not taking you to the dance floor, but walking you toward the bathrooms.

Luhan can feel your apprehension, as once you reach the bathrooms, he doesn’t let go of your hand, and instead opens the door to the single stall room, gesturing you ahead of him.

“I’m not trying to fuck you in here, doll, just come with me.” He assures you, and you believe him.

Luhan locks the door behind you, and he lets go of your hand as he walks to the counter. He fixes his hair, while looking at his reflection in the mirror above the sink, before turning his head to look at you, and giving you a cheeky grin.

“Would some... non-liquid courage help you to dance?” He asks, as he pulls his wallet out of his back pocket.

He flips the wallet open, and slips his hand in, only to extract a tiny ziplock bag, full two thirds of the way with a pure white powder.

“Coke, sweetheart, if you’d like some.” He offers, as he places his phone face down on the counter.

He pours a line out on the back of his phone, and takes a pre-rolled note from his wallet to his nose, before bending down to rack the line in one go. You giggle, you had thought to yourself that you would have more fun at this party if you’d been this level of not-sober, but you had not managed to find anything in time, and you didn’t really want to do it alone.

“If you’re offering, I’d love some.” You reply as you cross the room to join the man, just as he cuts a line up for you.

Luhan steps out of the way, handing you the note as he does, and you lean in to rack the line. You tilt your head back as you stand, sniffing sharply, you feel the powder as it drips down your throat, a familiar feeling that still makes you want to gag every time. The numbness begins to hit almost immediately, shit this coke is good, though again of course it is, this man is rich rich.

“Better, doll?” Luhan asks, as he places his wallet back into his pocket.

“Much better, thank you.” You reply, god you’re already feeling the early dopamine rush, it has only been a minute, so you know you are in for a long night now.

“Then let’s dance.” Luhan smiles, taking a hand to your waist, and leading you back out of the bathroom.

His grip is firm, strong, you don’t remember the last time a man had his hands on you at all, especially not one as gorgeous as the CEO’s son. You walk onto the dance floor, though as you were worried about earlier, there is just the two of you. As the cocaine flows through your bloodstream, and the alcohol hits you a little, you care less about embarrassing yourself, and more about having fun with the gorgeous man whose attention is fully on you.

With his hands on your hips, the two of you begin to dance together, some sensual moves, mixed in with some crazy dances, resulting in hysterical laughter, though your bodies always end up close again. You dance for a while, until you feel that you could go another line, though before you have a chance to say anything, Luhan is dragging you off the dance floor and back to the bathroom again.

You gesture to Luhan to go first, it is his coke, you don’t mind waiting, and it gives you the chance to admire him. You wonder whether he is into you the way that you are into him, you are besotted, and of course the coke is only elevating that, but your head feels clearer than ever before, everything is just heightened.

“For you.” He says, holding the note out again.

This time as you lean over, Luhan traces his fingers down your spine, sending shivers to your bones as you inhale the sweet powder laid out for you. As you straighten your back, his hand slips further down, cupping your ass, inspecting you.

“How are you feeling, sweetheart?” He asks you, as you turn around to face him.

“I’m fine... good. How are you?” You ask in response, he is so close to you now, you can feel his breath, hot on your lips.

“Good, but I’m bored here. Do you want to leave? We can party at mine, instead?” He gazes at you expectantly, awaiting your response.

The second line hits you more than the first, your heart is beating fast, your nervousness ceases to exist as you realise what he is asking you. You do not want to be here any longer either, would much rather go somewhere else, not surrounded by the people that you have to work with every day.

“Let’s go.” You say.

Luhan nods, stepping back from you, and he takes an arm to your waist again. This time the feeling is more electric, powerful, wanting, as he leads you from the bathroom and directly toward the exit. You do not stop to say goodbye to anyone, and you pray your boss doesn’t see you leaving with his son, as you enter the elevator to go down to the ground floor.

At this point, you are desperate for Luhan to kiss you, his hand moves from your waist, to your chest, groping your breasts through the dress you have on. You do not want to make the first move, but you allow him to touch you, patiently waiting, then impatiently waiting.

“My driver is here.” Luhan notes, leading you out the front as the elevator arrives at the ground floor.

A fancy, black SUV awaits, and the driver steps out to open the door for you. Luhan orders you in first, and you are unsurprised as he sighs, grabbing your ass again as he follows behind you. You sit down and turn to him as he takes the seat next to you, close, so fucking close, he lifts your legs and places them on top of his as the driver begins the journey back to Luhan’s place, wherever that is.

“Have I told you that you’re gorgeous?” Luhan asks, as he pulls his wallet out of his back pocket.

“Says you.” You reply, deflecting the compliment.

Luhan pulls that little ziplock bag out again, and this time pours a line out onto your thigh. You watch as he racks it, using the same rolled up note from earlier, and then you gasp as he licks a stripe across your skin, clearing away any residue left behind.

“Taste good too, doll.” He observes, smirking at you as he sets a line up for you on the back of his hand.

You copy his actions, taking the line, and then licking away the last of it, though you tease him one step further, as you lick up his fingers, and take two of them into your mouth. You see that this shocks Luhan, as he bites his bottom lip, letting you suck on his fingers a moment more before pulling them out.

“Cheeky, making me wanna take you right here, bet you’d love blowing me in the back of my car, wouldn’t you sweetheart?” He purrs, lifting a hand to cup your cheek, you assume right now will be the moment that he kisses you, but again he pulls away.

“We’ll be back at mine soon, more fun there.” He continues, and you have to fight back the audible sigh that is begging to surface, he is such a tease, and he knows it.

You are glad that it doesn’t take long to arrive, because of course Luhan lives in the city, in a high rise apartment, penthouse, of course he fucking does. Your eyes widen as you walk inside, his place is beautiful, you have never seen anything like it. The view is immaculate, the furnishings worth more than you will probably make in a lifetime, though you don’t have time to stare as two possessive hands take you by the waist and turn you to face the owner of them.

“Such a pretty girl,” Luhan sighs, “Shame I’m gonna mess you up, isn’t it? Though I’m sure you’ll still look pretty, all sweaty, fucked out, and covered in my cum.”

You are not able to respond, as he kisses you before you find the words to. A lingering, passionate kiss that takes your breath away. Luhan raises his hand to the back of your neck, pulling you in for more with a tight grip that has your head spinning. You do not want to stop, leaning in for another kiss as soon as Luhan pulls away, your tongues collide, you can’t get enough, his taste, his scent, fucking everything.

“Come, doll, no need to stand in the hallway when I’ve got a whole house full of rooms I can fuck you in.” He orders, stepping back from your embrace, and taking you by the hand.

“Hmm... I mean we could just go to my bedroom, but I’m thirsty, so kitchen first.” He teases, dragging you behind him.

His kitchen is the size of your apartment, with a huge marble counter in the centre, he leads you over to the counter, which you rest against while he fixes himself a glass of water. You take a sip when he offers you, fuck, coke makes your mouth dry, and as he finishes the glass, he places it down, and closes the gap between you again.

“On your knees.” Luhan instructs you, and you find yourself obeying without a second thought.

Luhan reaches down, taking his wallet out of his pocket and throwing it on the counter behind you. He then moves his hand to unhook his belt, just as you unbutton his pants, and unzip them, letting them fall to the floor. His legs are thin, toned, and you lean in to lay kisses up his thighs, the man’s knees almost buckling under him as he grows more desperate for you. You reach his clothed member, already fully hard, and you notice it twitch as you hover your mouth over it. You lick at the tiny wet patch, soaked from the pre-cum he has leaked, and he groans at the sensation.

“No teasing, sweets, show me what that mouth can do.” He growls, making haste to pull his underwear down, freeing his cock, hard and resting against his stomach.

“Pretty cock, Lu.” You admire him, laying your tongue flat to lick from base to tip, before closing your mouth over the head.

Luhan’s fingers knot in your hair as you move your head down, taking his full length into your mouth. He groans as you move your head up and down, humming into him, contented by the beautiful sounds he makes as he is enamoured by your skills. You take him deeper, hollowing your cheeks, as Luhan thrusts to match with your own movements.

“Ah, shit, could just do this til I cum... fucking your pretty little mouth, but where’s the fun in that?” Luhan moans, lifting you off him just when you are starting to get into rhythm.

He pulls you to standing, and you make haste unbuttoning his shirt, sliding it over his shoulders to fall amongst the clothes already stripped from him. He helps you remove your dress, and your bra and panties come off seconds later, too.

“You’re fucking stunning.” He breathes, taking a hand to your breast, and the other dives straight in to find your slit, running stripes across your folds with his fingertips, teasing you as you grow wet.

Just when you think he is going to relieve some of the pressure growing between your thighs, he moves his fingers away, and with both hands lifts you up to sit on the counter. The marble is cold, and you hiss at the sensation, though as Luhan leans in to kiss you, and you wrap your legs around his waist to pull him closer, goosebumps raise on your skin for a whole other reason.

His hand traces down your front, to reach where he was teasing just a moment ago, and he lets out a low groan as he pushes two fingers into you, just as you whine aloud, loving the feeling, but wanting more.

“Already so wet, doll? I would’ve taken you home earlier if I’d known you’d get so needy.” He coos, as he brushes your clit with his thumb, you reflexively grind your hips down into his fingers.

“Please fuck me, Lu.” You mewl, his fingers are good, but not enough, not after the taste you got of his cock, you need it inside of you.

“You want it bad, don’t you?” He teases, as he pulls his fingers out of you.

He continues to work your clit, as with the other hand he takes his cock to your entrance, arousal flowing from you, the perfect lubricant for him to breach you, your tight walls around him cause him to moan as he thrusts in to the hilt. He does not give you time to adjust, as his movements start in a steady rhythmic pattern, and you let him guide you to lay flat on your back on the countertop.

You watch as Luhan reaches behind you, picking up his wallet, and with one hand, opening it and pulling out the coke, fuck, the bag is half empty. You try to remember just how big the lines were that you had, but you’re distracted, as he opens the bag and pours a line out onto your collarbone.

“Hold still, sweetheart.” He instructs you, placing the bag down and taking the pre-rolled note into his hand instead.

He leans over you, still thrusting, but more gently in order for you not to move, as he racks the line from your chest, and much like he had when he took the line in the car, he licks your skin clean of any leftover, though this time moves to lick up your neck and to your lips.

“Some for you, too.” He says, pulling you to sit up, he pulls out of you, chuckling at your whining, you don’t want to be empty.

Luhan turns you around, bending you over the counter, he ceases your complaints as he finds your hole to thrust straight back into you. He leans over you, grabbing the bag to pour a line onto the counter. You pick up the note, taking it to your nose to inhale, though Luhan fucking you makes it extremely difficult, you lick the counter clean, feeling the numb burning on your tongue just as he grabs you by the hair, pulling you up from the counter.

He pulls out, only to turn you around and pick you up under your thighs. You wrap your legs tight around him for support, as he walks you from the kitchen, and down the hall towards what you can only assume will be his bedroom. The door is open, and he steps you to the bed, collapsing you both down onto the mattress.

Holy shit, you are fucked, as the rush from the coke courses through you, you push Luhan over onto his back, straddling his hips, and you lift yourself up and he guides you to lower down onto him. His cock hits you at a whole different angle from here, the euphoria has you close to screaming as you ride him.

“Shit, doll, fuck yes... ride my fucking cock, show me how badly you want it.” He curses, with his hands on your hips to aid you.

Every time you drop down, you grind your hips into him, feeling your release as it builds in the pit of your stomach, you are so close to losing yourself, so ready to lose yourself. You are both coated in a layer of perspiration, both from sex and from the drugs cascading through your bloodstream, neither of you mind, only finding it hotter, you’re both so desperate for this.

“Lu... I’m gonna cum.” You warn him.

He responds by pulling you down to him, and thrusting into you from underneath, he kisses you between panting breaths, and you prepare to let go.

“Cum for me, sweetheart, wanna feel you cum on my cock, be a good girl now...” He coaxes you.

Your toes curl, as your body seizes, clenching around the cock buried deep in you, just for you to release as your high overwhelms every part of you, a steady chant of Luhan’s name escapes your lips as he fucks your orgasm out of you, his moans mixing with yours as he too comes close to climax.

As your breathing evens out, Luhan rolls you onto your back, and thrusts only a handful more times before his rhythm falters.

“Gonna...”

He pulls out just in time, taking a hand to his cock to stroke himself as he releases up your stomach, all over your chest, hitting your chin. You catch your breath as he milks himself dry, you are coated filthy, fucking disgusting, so fucking high, as you stare at the man hovering over you.

“I told you that you’d still look pretty after I messed you up.” He smirks, leaning down to kiss you before collapsing beside you on the mattress.

You lay together for only a few minutes, before Luhan stands, and grabs your hands to have you stand with him.

“Come, shower with me,” He offers, “Though I can’t promise that I won’t want to take you while we are in there, too.”

[kpop-dungeon-dark]

Hell. (Lucifer Kris Wu/Yifan x You)

•TRIGGER WARNING•

Warning(s): Non-Con and fucked up twisted shit. You are legal in this. Read at your own risk.

"Mmm…" She hummed and smiled, nuzzling into the much older man and inhaling his scent while he held her tight to his chest. "Oh… I should get going now~ I have class in an hour~" glancing at the clock on the bedside table, the girl sat up slowly with a pout.

"Get going?" Yifan chuckled at her before grabbing her ass and pulling her into him, clicking his tongue. "Nah… you'll stay here with me like my good toy now~" Y/n looked at him and giggled, taking the covers off to her to get out of bed.

"Chill dude… we just met like last night. Don't expect anything only because we fucked. You have a looooong way to go if you want to impress me…" Before she went to step off the bed but her hand was captured in Yifan's much bigger one.

"Impress you? Tsk. You're branded as my belonging now that I've fucked you, finally. You're mine now. Nobody and nothing can get you out of my world now, you're officially a satanist after you opened your legs for The Devil. You're nothing but my fuck toy now." His lips brushed against her ear as he chuckled to himself. "You don't have a choice."

Turning around to look at him, Y/n started struggling as she got creeped out. "U- Uh… okay… weirdo… I really gotta go now~" trying to back away, she tried to break out of his grip. Her friends were right. Maybe single older men really were fucking nutjobs.

"You're not going anywhere!" Yifan's complexion darkened before horns grew out of his temples whilst his hair turned white and back to its original length which was til his waistline. "I came up here looking for a new toy as the last one…" He sickly grinned. "Anyways. I've found you now and have decided that you'll be my little slut from now on." Y/n was shaking as his pupils disappeared, blank white eyes staring down at her now.

"O- Oh… m- my fucking G- God… n- no way…" She whispered, only causing the man to laugh at her. "H- Holy fucking shit-" she was cut off when everything around them started to disappear, as of they were standing in a tornado, their surroundings starting to spin before getting distorted to the point where Y/n's human mind couldn't decipher it anymore.

"Welcome to your new house, my pet." Yifan mightily spoke when it finally stopped and they were standing in a dark hall now that was illuminated by an unknown source. "There's only one rule for little slaves like you. Behave well, get treated well." The man- fucking Devil's voice was so much deeper and inhuman now, his tall frame growing even more as well as expanding.

"T- This can't be real… th- this can't be real!" Y/n shook as she looked around, her senses numbed whilst she knelt in front of him, the shock too much for her legs to still work.

"Tsk. It is real. Very real. Since the beginning of time. And now you're a part of it." His teeth seemed sharp, almost like fangs.

"They're awaiting you in the court, Father." Y/n jumped when she heard an even more inhuman voice from behind, making her gasp and stagger towards Yifan when she looked back at the abomination of a creature standing behind her, staring at Yifan through its plain black eyes.

It was a literally mutilated half bull and half human looking thing. Her head was spinning.

"I don't condone a pathetic little human like you being disrespectful to my people!" A harsh kick landed in her side, making her groan in pain. "Pathetic fucking slaves like you show respect and please their owners. Tsk. Apologize!" He boomed while glaring down at the shaking human, expecting her to just suck up the fact that her one night stand had turned out to be The fucking Devil and had brought her to Hell. "Apologise, I said!" A whip appeared in his hand before he controlled her mind, making her get on all fours while crawling to the creature that was waiting silently. "I DON'T HAVE ALL DAY!" Before the whip made of lightning whipped her back, making a whole jolt go down her back.

"I am sorry! I am s- sorry, Master! P- Please forgive me!" The girl shook while crying, the mind control forcing her to kiss the creature's animal-like feet. "I didn't m- mean to-! Please!" When Yifan landed another whip, she cried out in agony, holding the creature's feet desperately.

It only nodded in response, silently saying something in a language of whispers and hissed she didn't understand before it left.

"Good slut." Since her ass was in perfect view, Yifan kicked it from behind, making her let out an embarrassing yelp before he grabbed her hair. "Now. Let's go and introduce you in court." Starting to walk swiftly, the Devil basically dragged her against the rough floors by her hair, his own feet in the air, almost.

It wasn't long before they reached two huge doors made of gold which instantly opened for Yifan, a huge courtroom like that of a king inside. Y/n felt her heart beat getting even more erratic when The Devil started to drag her inside, causing her knees to start getting torn now, all the creatures standing on either sides almost impossible to decipher by a human mind.

"This, my people, is my new toy and slave!" Lucifer announced as his people cheered, letting go of Y/n's hair in the middle of the court and ascending up the stairs and onto his throne, sitting like the royalty that he was. "But this pathetic little human here thinks she can deny me and disrespect our kind!" Everyone let out angry hisses and groans, speaking in that one language she didn't understand, making her let out a sob.

"We must teach her a lesson now, shouldn't we?!" Everyone cheered in response, rushing to the screaming girl when their Ruler nodded at them, pulling and pushing at the smaller body from every direction. Y/n wanted to call out for help to no one in particular but her tongue froze upon The Devil's power.

The human was on the verge of knocking out but she couldn't, forced to take all the slaps, pushes, pulls, pokes and abuse. Yifan laughed like a maniac. "Now now, don't touch her little privates. That's mine~" her slits closed up. "Take her elsewhere until I am done with court, we have important business to do here~" and with that, those creatures dragged her out of court.

She couldn't speak, she couldn't run, she couldn't knock out and she couldn't die.

.

"That's enough!" After what felt like days of turmoil, Lucifer finally stopped those creatures that had destroyed Y/n's body again and again only for it to heal again. "Come here now…" Grabbing at her arm, he pulled her up to her feet as her slits opened up again, gesturing at everyone to leave before he looked down at her. “Have you learned?” The human had no choice but to nod in desperation, ready to do anything to not go through the turmoil those God forbidden creatures put her through.

“Good.” Before her brain could decipher any of it, they were standing in a huge room and a heavy door was shutting behind them, The Devil throwing her naked form on the bed before his own clothes disappeared. “See, I am not a bad Master, my slave” crawling on top of her, he deeply spoke before kissing her cheek and then her soft lips. “Not at all… I take well care of my toys and play with them all the time but…” Dipping his middle finger in her mouth, Yifan picked her up and closer to him by snaking an arm around her waist, plunging his middle finger in her pucker and making her cry out wordlessly as she couldn't use her tongue.

"But for good treatment you must show good behavior, my little toy…" Kissing her lips harshly, he tortured her asshole before his red and hot tail slipped in, replacing his finger as he kissed and bit at her tits now. "Fuck… you're so tight and soft" Yifan grunted and rubbed his balls against her soft folds, healing her hymen back up just so she could bleed when he plunged his huge cock in, moaning even more when he felt it's shape in her stomach.

The human wanted to struggle and scream but instead let out moans under compulsion, her body betraying her mind and making her try to ride him more and more, the shape of his manhood very clear to see. Y/n hated how good her pussy felt because of his compulsion.

"You like this, don't you, my little pet? Tsk. Look at you! Being raped by The fucking Devil and enjoying it!" He smacked her cheek before gripping it and kissing her deeper, pushing his tongue in her mouth and entering it in her throat, gripping her neck and feeling it, moaning loudly in satisfaction while pumping his cock in and out of her pussy whilst his tail toyed with her ass.

"Look at you! Shaking and crying like a needy little slut!" Gripping her hands, he pinned them above her head and licked at her tears with his now long Devil tongue, thrusting harder and harder, her holes expanding more and more when the girth of his cock and tail was increased by him.

"That's right. You're mine! My toy! My little slave! That's all you are and will ever be good for! Fuck!" The human couldn't help but helplessly nod and moan. She was powerless.

And Yifan wasn't done just yet. They had a long way to go before he'd be satisfied for the day.