Nothing More Than Lust [Part Ten ]
Title: Nothing More Than Lust
Pairing: Onho, 2min
Rating: NC-17
Genre: AU, demon/shifter, smut
Summary: Being someone's property isn't so bad, except when other people keep trying to steal, rape, or do worse to you. Especially when your 'master' already does that plenty. At first he had thought a bodyguard would make things even worse, though being forced to be around walking eyecandy all day long has its perks... Even if it is a no touch policy.
A/N: I dedicate the rest of this story to my dearest friend and sister, Mia. I know you loved this story, so even if you can never finish reading this, I hope you feel happier wherever you are every time I update, love.
Part Ten
Taemin stared, bored, at the floor as Minho shook him in his arms. "What do you mean, gone? How do you know this? Did you try to stop him?"
"Yeah, like I can go toe to toe with a full fledged demon. No. Not to mention he was connected to Jinki's father. The same father that came looking for him and killed my entire family."
Minho stared at Taemin for a brief moment before cursing and shoving him away in agitation. "This demon, what did he look like, smell like?"
"I don't know. He had horns, and smelled like... rotten eggs I guess when he'd appear and disappear in that odd puff of smoke of his."
"Sulfur, horns, and teleporting with smoke. Sounds like Joon to me," Jonghyun chimed in, still rather sleepily.
"He said he was done playing secretary, what is he still doing with the demon king?"
"Something about saving a... lightening storm? I don't know, he didn't make sense when I last spoke to him, but he was in a hurry to get out of here."
"Wait, so you're telling me he's been here before?" Taemin asked, glaring at Minho who was now officially ignoring him.
"Well, yeah. He used to live here. Till he got mixed up with the wrong crowd. We told him to stay away from the incubi but noooo," Jonghyun grumbled, stretching briefly then standing up to pat Minho on the back. "So we going after him, or what? Technically we can't if he went willingly."
"Fuck technicalities."
"Maybe we should get the other kings involved too. Make it a date."
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Jinki rubbed at his neck warily. Minho's mark on his neck had been burning ever since he'd come in contact with Joon and it was only getting worse the more demons he was around.
"Your father won't be pleased that you've been marked by another," Joon commented, smiling sideways at the younger demon.
"I don't know why you keep talking about my father. He's dead. As is the rest of my family, save one."
"Do you really think your father was a human? That you're 1/4 demon like your half brother? If you believe that then you're a fool."
"What else was I to believe?" Jinki hissed back. "Fuck you for assuming you know even an ounce about my life."
Joon tsked. "Touchy. And here I had assumed you were meek and... agreeable," he murmured, his eyes openly roving over Jinki's body. Jinki's arousal flared even as the pain at his neck escalated. "At any rate, your father's waiting. A shame I won't be here to... help you out, but my job here is done." Joon pushed Jinki through two opened double doors before slamming them behind him.
"What's this? You finally come of age and you don't even know who your true father is?" a lilting voice said, it belonging to the one sitting atop the dias. A demon that looked identical to Jinki, save for the black hair, darker skin, and glowing red eyes. It was obvious this was his father, he never had looked a thing like his other two parents. "You can come a little closer, my child, I'm not going to eat you," the voice that sounded identical to his lilted, a finger reaching out and beckoning him forward. Before he even thought to move his legs, a force was pushing directly in front of the man, his... father. "Let's have a look at you then," the man smiled, though it wasn't a pure smile. The smile quickly turned into a frown, however, when the man's blunt fingers stroked across Minho's mark, then retracted back as if burned.
He growled low in his throat. "And what is this? Another demon king has already marked you?"
"And you forcefully took what is mine," A deep voice growled in return from the doorway that was now off its hinges.
"Minho. How rude. Normally you knock first," the demon king pouted with Jinki's face. It was surreal to Jinki, like he was staring into a mirror.
"Jinki." It was one word, but it held enough force in it for him to turn to make his way back to Minho. His father, however, pulled him backwards to sit on his lap, his clawed fingers scratching lightly at Jinki's somach.
"He may be your property now, but he's my blood. I still have authority over him."
"But you can't feed off him like you originally planned now can you?" Minho growled. Jinki stiffened. A man claiming to be his father had actually wanted to...
"Really, you've fucked everything on God's green earth and you scoff at the thought of incest? Jinki I'm surprised at you. We incubi are strongest when fed through our bloodlines," he whispered into his ear, before roughly biting down onto his earlobe. Jinki closed his eyes as a waterfall of need washed over him. His father, however, pushed him roughly off of him, coughing and hacking.
"Just as you did to me, I did to you. You can't touch what is mine without it poisoning you. Jinki, come." Minho said, his deep voice barely above a whisper. As Jinki got up to walk into Minho's outstretched arms, his father laughed, truly cackled, falling out of his throne.
"All of this for a stupid wolf whore that I claimed those hundred years ago? Really, Choi when will you learn to get over that?" When Minho only gripped Jinki's arm tighter, he continued, "It must kill you being mated to someone that looks just like me. How many times have you wanted to kill him since you first laid eyes on him?" When Minho merely pressed one of his fingers down against Jinki's throat, over his mark, they both watched as Jinki bowed his back in pleasure and moaned aloud.
"I don't feel too bad about it," Minho murmured, leaning down to lick Jinki's bottom lip.
The demon king's forehead beaded with sweat, and he licked his own lips. He watched as the two demons turned to leave before he called out, "Fine, I'll relinquish Jezebel's claim, if, you hand Jinki over to me in return." Minho's spine stiffened for a brief second, before he pulled Jinki out of the room with him. "I'll give you three days to think it over, then, wolf king."
"As you say, whore king."
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Jinki was lying on Minho's strong chest, the both of them covered in sweat from the previous bout of sex, before Jinki whispered, "Who was Jezebel?"
Minho sighed, petting Jinki's soft hair. It was a habit of his when they were lying together. "She was supposed to be my queen. I grew up with her. Loved her even, I suppose."
"Will you... trade me for her?" Jinki asked quietly. How long had he known Minho? Three weeks? And he was already feeling his heart flutter in worry. Hadn't he just told himself last week he didn't deserve to love?
Minho laughed bitterly. "He isn't called the whore king for nothing. What he would return to me would not be the Jezebel I knew. If I'm to choose a whore, I'd much rather keep you."
Jinki didn't know why, but he stiffened at that comment. Even felt hot liquid form in the corner of his eyes. He dejectedly realized he was... crying. But what Minho said was true, he was a whore. Had been for the past decade. It was who he was now, and if he was going to be one, he'd much rather be one with Minho than without. Forcing his tears back, he made himself relax once again in Minho's arms.
Minho nudged Jinki downward until he was eyeline with his once again erect cock. "Care to show me what that beautiful mouth of yours can do?"
Jinki nodded, eyes downcast as he whispered, "Of course... master."
It was much easier to fade off into his dream world with Minho's heady scent all around him, it was like he was already in the woods.
Perfect, pure... and free.
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"Jinki.... Jinki wake up...." a voice whispered into his ear, teeth grazing teasingly over the skin there.
He sprang awake to find himself nestled in Minho's arms. "What... where are we..."
"Almost to the village, I just thought I'd wake you up first. You seemed like you were having a nightmare."
Jinki shook his head, trying to clear his vision as well as his thoughts. Had it really just been... a dream... "Who is Jezebel?"
Minho sighed and looked away briefly before biting out, "My sister."
"Your... sister..." So he now knew two things. One, it had all been a nightmare since after leaving his father, and two, he was being traded. Jinki would do the same thing for his brother.
Minho stared down in amusement at Jinki's facial expressions, his eyes ever glowing. "Don't get any weird ideas. I'm keeping you." Jinki stared up at Minho, trying to push him away and see his expressions in the night. It was frustrating how Jinki had always tried to hide his emotions, yet this wolf could read him like an open book.
When Minho wouldn't let him out of his arms he begged, "Why? Why would you want to keep a whore instead of helping your family?"
"Don't you dare call yourself that. I have never once seen you that way. Others may, but to me you're.... different. Have been from the first moment I laid eyes on you. Even my hatred for your father couldn't blind me from the fact that you're broken... and scared. Everything about you screams at my beast to claim you, to protect you."
As much as Jinki's heart leapt at hearing that, he continued angrily, "But she's your sister! How could you just..."
Minho stared down at him, bemused. "I have a few hundred sisters I'll have you know. Jezebel was never one of my favorites. But still, we do protect our own. Which is why when she first ran away those few hundred years ago, I went after her. She still went crawling back even after I brought her home. Believe it or not, she enjoys being there, though I'm beginning to see the perks of having an incubi lover as well..."
For the first time in over a decade, Jinki blushed. "I could show you a few more...."
"Always so lustful, aren't we?"
"Could it ever be anything more than that with me..." he said, trying not to sound bitter.
"Oh yes, Jinki, I think it could," Minho whispered, his lips coming down to take Jinki's lovingly, nibbling playfully on his plush lips.
EDIT: I have put it all into one. Just so it isn't so confusing anymore xD This isn't the end, there shall be two possibly three more parts I do believe! Somehow, I need to make it so Jinki gets over his emotion strangeness and just... get it on with Minho lmao
I do apologize for my funsies xD
Lanna
FMS
P.S. As much as I love this ending, there's too much stuff unresolved, so stay tuned! Remember, you can't kill me or you won't get your stories XDDDDDD
Pairing: Onho, 2min
Rating: NC-17
Genre: AU, demon/shifter, smut
Summary: Being someone's property isn't so bad, except when other people keep trying to steal, rape, or do worse to you. Especially when your 'master' already does that plenty. At first he had thought a bodyguard would make things even worse, though being forced to be around walking eyecandy all day long has its perks... Even if it is a no touch policy.
A/N: I dedicate the rest of this story to my dearest friend and sister, Mia. I know you loved this story, so even if you can never finish reading this, I hope you feel happier wherever you are every time I update, love.
Part Ten
Taemin stared, bored, at the floor as Minho shook him in his arms. "What do you mean, gone? How do you know this? Did you try to stop him?"
"Yeah, like I can go toe to toe with a full fledged demon. No. Not to mention he was connected to Jinki's father. The same father that came looking for him and killed my entire family."
Minho stared at Taemin for a brief moment before cursing and shoving him away in agitation. "This demon, what did he look like, smell like?"
"I don't know. He had horns, and smelled like... rotten eggs I guess when he'd appear and disappear in that odd puff of smoke of his."
"Sulfur, horns, and teleporting with smoke. Sounds like Joon to me," Jonghyun chimed in, still rather sleepily.
"He said he was done playing secretary, what is he still doing with the demon king?"
"Something about saving a... lightening storm? I don't know, he didn't make sense when I last spoke to him, but he was in a hurry to get out of here."
"Wait, so you're telling me he's been here before?" Taemin asked, glaring at Minho who was now officially ignoring him.
"Well, yeah. He used to live here. Till he got mixed up with the wrong crowd. We told him to stay away from the incubi but noooo," Jonghyun grumbled, stretching briefly then standing up to pat Minho on the back. "So we going after him, or what? Technically we can't if he went willingly."
"Fuck technicalities."
"Maybe we should get the other kings involved too. Make it a date."
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Jinki rubbed at his neck warily. Minho's mark on his neck had been burning ever since he'd come in contact with Joon and it was only getting worse the more demons he was around.
"Your father won't be pleased that you've been marked by another," Joon commented, smiling sideways at the younger demon.
"I don't know why you keep talking about my father. He's dead. As is the rest of my family, save one."
"Do you really think your father was a human? That you're 1/4 demon like your half brother? If you believe that then you're a fool."
"What else was I to believe?" Jinki hissed back. "Fuck you for assuming you know even an ounce about my life."
Joon tsked. "Touchy. And here I had assumed you were meek and... agreeable," he murmured, his eyes openly roving over Jinki's body. Jinki's arousal flared even as the pain at his neck escalated. "At any rate, your father's waiting. A shame I won't be here to... help you out, but my job here is done." Joon pushed Jinki through two opened double doors before slamming them behind him.
"What's this? You finally come of age and you don't even know who your true father is?" a lilting voice said, it belonging to the one sitting atop the dias. A demon that looked identical to Jinki, save for the black hair, darker skin, and glowing red eyes. It was obvious this was his father, he never had looked a thing like his other two parents. "You can come a little closer, my child, I'm not going to eat you," the voice that sounded identical to his lilted, a finger reaching out and beckoning him forward. Before he even thought to move his legs, a force was pushing directly in front of the man, his... father. "Let's have a look at you then," the man smiled, though it wasn't a pure smile. The smile quickly turned into a frown, however, when the man's blunt fingers stroked across Minho's mark, then retracted back as if burned.
He growled low in his throat. "And what is this? Another demon king has already marked you?"
"And you forcefully took what is mine," A deep voice growled in return from the doorway that was now off its hinges.
"Minho. How rude. Normally you knock first," the demon king pouted with Jinki's face. It was surreal to Jinki, like he was staring into a mirror.
"Jinki." It was one word, but it held enough force in it for him to turn to make his way back to Minho. His father, however, pulled him backwards to sit on his lap, his clawed fingers scratching lightly at Jinki's somach.
"He may be your property now, but he's my blood. I still have authority over him."
"But you can't feed off him like you originally planned now can you?" Minho growled. Jinki stiffened. A man claiming to be his father had actually wanted to...
"Really, you've fucked everything on God's green earth and you scoff at the thought of incest? Jinki I'm surprised at you. We incubi are strongest when fed through our bloodlines," he whispered into his ear, before roughly biting down onto his earlobe. Jinki closed his eyes as a waterfall of need washed over him. His father, however, pushed him roughly off of him, coughing and hacking.
"Just as you did to me, I did to you. You can't touch what is mine without it poisoning you. Jinki, come." Minho said, his deep voice barely above a whisper. As Jinki got up to walk into Minho's outstretched arms, his father laughed, truly cackled, falling out of his throne.
"All of this for a stupid wolf whore that I claimed those hundred years ago? Really, Choi when will you learn to get over that?" When Minho only gripped Jinki's arm tighter, he continued, "It must kill you being mated to someone that looks just like me. How many times have you wanted to kill him since you first laid eyes on him?" When Minho merely pressed one of his fingers down against Jinki's throat, over his mark, they both watched as Jinki bowed his back in pleasure and moaned aloud.
"I don't feel too bad about it," Minho murmured, leaning down to lick Jinki's bottom lip.
The demon king's forehead beaded with sweat, and he licked his own lips. He watched as the two demons turned to leave before he called out, "Fine, I'll relinquish Jezebel's claim, if, you hand Jinki over to me in return." Minho's spine stiffened for a brief second, before he pulled Jinki out of the room with him. "I'll give you three days to think it over, then, wolf king."
"As you say, whore king."
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Jinki was lying on Minho's strong chest, the both of them covered in sweat from the previous bout of sex, before Jinki whispered, "Who was Jezebel?"
Minho sighed, petting Jinki's soft hair. It was a habit of his when they were lying together. "She was supposed to be my queen. I grew up with her. Loved her even, I suppose."
"Will you... trade me for her?" Jinki asked quietly. How long had he known Minho? Three weeks? And he was already feeling his heart flutter in worry. Hadn't he just told himself last week he didn't deserve to love?
Minho laughed bitterly. "He isn't called the whore king for nothing. What he would return to me would not be the Jezebel I knew. If I'm to choose a whore, I'd much rather keep you."
Jinki didn't know why, but he stiffened at that comment. Even felt hot liquid form in the corner of his eyes. He dejectedly realized he was... crying. But what Minho said was true, he was a whore. Had been for the past decade. It was who he was now, and if he was going to be one, he'd much rather be one with Minho than without. Forcing his tears back, he made himself relax once again in Minho's arms.
Minho nudged Jinki downward until he was eyeline with his once again erect cock. "Care to show me what that beautiful mouth of yours can do?"
Jinki nodded, eyes downcast as he whispered, "Of course... master."
It was much easier to fade off into his dream world with Minho's heady scent all around him, it was like he was already in the woods.
Perfect, pure... and free.
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"Jinki.... Jinki wake up...." a voice whispered into his ear, teeth grazing teasingly over the skin there.
He sprang awake to find himself nestled in Minho's arms. "What... where are we..."
"Almost to the village, I just thought I'd wake you up first. You seemed like you were having a nightmare."
Jinki shook his head, trying to clear his vision as well as his thoughts. Had it really just been... a dream... "Who is Jezebel?"
Minho sighed and looked away briefly before biting out, "My sister."
"Your... sister..." So he now knew two things. One, it had all been a nightmare since after leaving his father, and two, he was being traded. Jinki would do the same thing for his brother.
Minho stared down in amusement at Jinki's facial expressions, his eyes ever glowing. "Don't get any weird ideas. I'm keeping you." Jinki stared up at Minho, trying to push him away and see his expressions in the night. It was frustrating how Jinki had always tried to hide his emotions, yet this wolf could read him like an open book.
When Minho wouldn't let him out of his arms he begged, "Why? Why would you want to keep a whore instead of helping your family?"
"Don't you dare call yourself that. I have never once seen you that way. Others may, but to me you're.... different. Have been from the first moment I laid eyes on you. Even my hatred for your father couldn't blind me from the fact that you're broken... and scared. Everything about you screams at my beast to claim you, to protect you."
As much as Jinki's heart leapt at hearing that, he continued angrily, "But she's your sister! How could you just..."
Minho stared down at him, bemused. "I have a few hundred sisters I'll have you know. Jezebel was never one of my favorites. But still, we do protect our own. Which is why when she first ran away those few hundred years ago, I went after her. She still went crawling back even after I brought her home. Believe it or not, she enjoys being there, though I'm beginning to see the perks of having an incubi lover as well..."
For the first time in over a decade, Jinki blushed. "I could show you a few more...."
"Always so lustful, aren't we?"
"Could it ever be anything more than that with me..." he said, trying not to sound bitter.
"Oh yes, Jinki, I think it could," Minho whispered, his lips coming down to take Jinki's lovingly, nibbling playfully on his plush lips.
EDIT: I have put it all into one. Just so it isn't so confusing anymore xD This isn't the end, there shall be two possibly three more parts I do believe! Somehow, I need to make it so Jinki gets over his emotion strangeness and just... get it on with Minho lmao
I do apologize for my funsies xD
Lanna
FMS
P.S. As much as I love this ending, there's too much stuff unresolved, so stay tuned! Remember, you can't kill me or you won't get your stories XDDDDDD