Angel in Disguise [PROLOGUE]
Title: Angel in Disguise [PROLOGUE]
Pairing: het!JongKey, broken!MinKey
Rating: R
Word Count: 1342
Genre: AU, slight horror, romance, drama, fantasy
Warning: religious themes (heaven & hell), pretty much eroticism
Summary: there is a bet between devils and angels. Gwiboon can be really helpful in making devils win.
I couldn’t remember when or how did our argument begin. My common sense and track of time were clouded by suffocating rage.
Idiot, jackass, fool, twerp…
More and more words were appearing in my mind. I was saying them out loud afterwards, not minding the people surrounding us.
-Loser, twit, blockhead, booby, prat…
-Well, I think that you’re wrong- Minho cut me- It’s not me here wanting the impossible.
I tried no to think about his words by continuing.
-Loggerhead, mutt, dumbo…
-Damn it, listen to me! The fact that you want to rush does not mean that…
-Midget, jerk, dork, impotent…
Minho snorted and started walking away.
Too fast.
-Hey, imbecile, I’m not done yet.
-Well, I am done- I barely heard him, already disappearing in the crowd.
But it wasn’t enough for me. There was no way I would leave it like this.
-Hey, Minho, I’m sorry! I love you! Forgive me!
It worked. He heard it and turned around.
And thanks God, because I would never shoot somebody in the back of his head.
Even him.
So when he finally fell on ground, dead, I glanced with approval at my polished gun (a gift from dad for my sweet sixteen) and then hid it in my pocket.
Oh, yes. Revenge was sweet.
That’s a pity that satisfaction lasted so short.
A murder in the middle of a shopping centre couldn’t stay anonym. It all happened so fast afterwards.
Frightened people ran away, and the security went quickly after me.
I rushed to the street and began running away. I ran trough parks, streets, pavements. I couldn’t feel my legs anymore, the adrenaline filled my body and mind.
And then the sudden realization of what I’d just done hit me.
I killed Minho.
That short moment, when influenced by one sober though I hesitated, I paid with my life.
And I’ll tell you something: there’s no light by the end of a tunnel. Or even a tunnel.
As soon as I felt a silver BMW crashing my body, there appeared a guy right next to me. He was about twenty-five and at first I thought it was one of the guards.
But when he grabbed me with his burning hand and dragged me to the Unknown with breathless speed, I realized he wasn’t one.
No tunnel. Only corridors, fucking huge amount of corridors. And doors, or better said- drapes.
My companion was dragging me in the direction of the widest drape. Behind it the Unknown was awaiting me.
Because of all that fuss I didn’t even ask the guy for his name. Not only that, I also didn’t take a good look at him.
Feeling that we were leaning closer to the end of our walk, I glanced at him and sighed.
I’ve never seen such indecently handsome guy in my whole life. His hair was black and floppy, he had big, beautiful eyes and rather big ears, and an amazing, muscular body. And the way his lips would curve into a seductive smirk should be prohibited.
Only after some time I realized that I missed out two things.
The first one: his skin was burning hot as if it was on fire. Another one, even more significant was the fact that the guy was absolutely naked.
I glanced at him a bit hesitantly but before I could say anything he led me to a room behind the drape.
And there, much to my bewilderment, were another five equally captivating men waiting for me. Five naked men.
Seeing my face, one of them laughed:
-Welcome to paradise, pretty!
His lips curved into an alluring smile. I smiled back at him with same amount of affection.
And suddenly I realized that I was naked too.
But somehow it didn’t matter to me.
As if half-dreaming I stepped towards the smiling guy. My heart skipped a beat when I saw his face from such short distance. I’ve never seen such breath-taking redhead.
Not even thinking of what I was doing I straddled his naked lap and flung my arms around his neck. But he was looking at the others.
-Who’s eager? An hour again I was screwing Marie Antoinette.
They all shook their heads, along with the one that brought me there.
Suddenly I realized it was about me, they were divagating whether to take me or not.
Feeling something utterly strange, something like aversion towards rejection, I leaned forward and began licking the guy’s hot collarbones.
-Hmm, honey, is that all that you’ve got?- he teased.
Therefore I turned around, and barely brushed his crotch with my body. I moaned uncontrollably. I heard him snorting.
-An natural-born she-devil.
The whole six of them burst into laugh while I was fidgeting on his lap.
-Take me- I whispered.
That only made them laugh louder. Still it wasn’t enough.
-What do you think, is she worth it?
They all shook their heads again to arise fury in me.
-Hey!- I shouted. I’ve never ever experienced rejection. Oh, well, almost never…
Anyway, not in such kind of situation. Six heaven-like guys, all of them naked, as well as me… why didn’t they lust after me? There was something wrong with it.
I stood up and started to dance as seductively and sensually as I could- and I was pretty good in it. But it didn’t catch the attention of the boys.
-You think she’s good enough?- the smiling one asked his blonde companion.
-You see it yourself.
-No, that’s what all of them do after getting here. Sooner or later she’ll get it.
-Well I think that she won’t- said the third, the shortest- besides, do we have any alternative?
-We do. She’s so attractive it would be a waste to not use her- a smirk- We have to send her back to Earth.
I stopped dancing. I slowly started to realize something.
-Just imagine: such devil in a girl’s skin is our key to win the bet with Raffie.
The four of them nodded. The one that brought me spoke for the first time:
-Then maybe tell her about the rules? Raffie gave you one human’s year which is barely an hour for us.
-Yeah, right, right. Dear, come here.
But I was slowly snapping out of it. Suddenly it all came to me: the quarrel, the murder, the car, the muscular guy, the corridors, hot and naked men, the ‘she-devil’…
-Where the hell am I?!
-In paradise- smiled my romeo- in the paradise of carnal whims and wanton fantasies. Welcome to hell.
I felt dizzy.
-Oh, no no- that irritated the boy- we have the whole eternity for fainting but only an hour for winning the bet.
Saying that he came closer to me and pressed his lips to mine and squeezed painfully my breasts. I gasped out of pleasure but he only meant to bring me around.
-Listen, honey, I’ll be fucking you for entire eternity if you wish, but first you have to do one thing for me. You have such a pretty face, it’d be a waste to not make a use of it. That’s why we’re sending you back so you could help us in… um, completing the biggest amount of new devils. You’ll know what it’s all about.
His chaotic speech didn’t make it any clear for me. I didn’t get it at all.
-I’ve no idea-
-You’ll know- he cut me- you’re setting off. Now.
-Wait! Who’s Raffie?
I didn’t actually care but I wanted to stay there as long as I could. I had no idea what was waiting for me afterwards.
-Ah, Raffie. Archangel Rafael, better known in here as Taemin. Anything else?
I was speechless for a moment.
-A-and you?
-Lucifer, known as Taecyeon. Alright, enough of that, go already.
-I…I’m waiting for a spur- I blurted out.
I felt his tongue moving against mine and his hands wandering on my back.
-If you succeed, I’ll develop this intro.
Panting out of lust, I started to spin.
And soon nothing was the same.
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A/N: Writing het!fics is the hardest thing ever ._____. Though actually this story is with me since I was about 14 or so, therefore it’s rather easy to write *ufff*. I started writing it at one of those sleepless nights when I just usually create some stories to fall asleep. And somehow I managed to write only this much, I’ve lost interest to it. But one day *this year* I decided to re-write it as het!JongKey to not lose this history and so… yeah. It’s here^^’’ Jjong is not present in this prologue *which is rather long as for a prologue…*, but he shall appear soon^ ^ It’s written from Gwiboon’s point of view but it will probably change afterwards. The 3rd person would be better, I think.
And now… I’m totally ashamed with this xD I mean while writing I didn’t mind. But now, as I was translating it, I was like ‘O_O’ with each new sentence XD
Don’t worry, Gwiboon won’t be a mindless slut in this one, that’s definitely NOT my intention > <
And I shall always blame jinkibum for making me write het!JongKey *where’re you, dear? TT.TT* as well asimuzak who wanted some het!JongKey :D
So. I’m leaving it for now, I need to learn for those 5 exams and do homework and bla bla bla…
*And finish the letter for my kasayu ♥ so it can be sent tomorrow :D*
Pairing: het!JongKey, broken!MinKey
Rating: R
Word Count: 1342
Genre: AU, slight horror, romance, drama, fantasy
Warning: religious themes (heaven & hell), pretty much eroticism
Summary: there is a bet between devils and angels. Gwiboon can be really helpful in making devils win.
I couldn’t remember when or how did our argument begin. My common sense and track of time were clouded by suffocating rage.
Idiot, jackass, fool, twerp…
More and more words were appearing in my mind. I was saying them out loud afterwards, not minding the people surrounding us.
-Loser, twit, blockhead, booby, prat…
-Well, I think that you’re wrong- Minho cut me- It’s not me here wanting the impossible.
I tried no to think about his words by continuing.
-Loggerhead, mutt, dumbo…
-Damn it, listen to me! The fact that you want to rush does not mean that…
-Midget, jerk, dork, impotent…
Minho snorted and started walking away.
Too fast.
-Hey, imbecile, I’m not done yet.
-Well, I am done- I barely heard him, already disappearing in the crowd.
But it wasn’t enough for me. There was no way I would leave it like this.
-Hey, Minho, I’m sorry! I love you! Forgive me!
It worked. He heard it and turned around.
And thanks God, because I would never shoot somebody in the back of his head.
Even him.
So when he finally fell on ground, dead, I glanced with approval at my polished gun (a gift from dad for my sweet sixteen) and then hid it in my pocket.
Oh, yes. Revenge was sweet.
That’s a pity that satisfaction lasted so short.
A murder in the middle of a shopping centre couldn’t stay anonym. It all happened so fast afterwards.
Frightened people ran away, and the security went quickly after me.
I rushed to the street and began running away. I ran trough parks, streets, pavements. I couldn’t feel my legs anymore, the adrenaline filled my body and mind.
And then the sudden realization of what I’d just done hit me.
I killed Minho.
That short moment, when influenced by one sober though I hesitated, I paid with my life.
And I’ll tell you something: there’s no light by the end of a tunnel. Or even a tunnel.
As soon as I felt a silver BMW crashing my body, there appeared a guy right next to me. He was about twenty-five and at first I thought it was one of the guards.
But when he grabbed me with his burning hand and dragged me to the Unknown with breathless speed, I realized he wasn’t one.
No tunnel. Only corridors, fucking huge amount of corridors. And doors, or better said- drapes.
My companion was dragging me in the direction of the widest drape. Behind it the Unknown was awaiting me.
Because of all that fuss I didn’t even ask the guy for his name. Not only that, I also didn’t take a good look at him.
Feeling that we were leaning closer to the end of our walk, I glanced at him and sighed.
I’ve never seen such indecently handsome guy in my whole life. His hair was black and floppy, he had big, beautiful eyes and rather big ears, and an amazing, muscular body. And the way his lips would curve into a seductive smirk should be prohibited.
Only after some time I realized that I missed out two things.
The first one: his skin was burning hot as if it was on fire. Another one, even more significant was the fact that the guy was absolutely naked.
I glanced at him a bit hesitantly but before I could say anything he led me to a room behind the drape.
And there, much to my bewilderment, were another five equally captivating men waiting for me. Five naked men.
Seeing my face, one of them laughed:
-Welcome to paradise, pretty!
His lips curved into an alluring smile. I smiled back at him with same amount of affection.
And suddenly I realized that I was naked too.
But somehow it didn’t matter to me.
As if half-dreaming I stepped towards the smiling guy. My heart skipped a beat when I saw his face from such short distance. I’ve never seen such breath-taking redhead.
Not even thinking of what I was doing I straddled his naked lap and flung my arms around his neck. But he was looking at the others.
-Who’s eager? An hour again I was screwing Marie Antoinette.
They all shook their heads, along with the one that brought me there.
Suddenly I realized it was about me, they were divagating whether to take me or not.
Feeling something utterly strange, something like aversion towards rejection, I leaned forward and began licking the guy’s hot collarbones.
-Hmm, honey, is that all that you’ve got?- he teased.
Therefore I turned around, and barely brushed his crotch with my body. I moaned uncontrollably. I heard him snorting.
-An natural-born she-devil.
The whole six of them burst into laugh while I was fidgeting on his lap.
-Take me- I whispered.
That only made them laugh louder. Still it wasn’t enough.
-What do you think, is she worth it?
They all shook their heads again to arise fury in me.
-Hey!- I shouted. I’ve never ever experienced rejection. Oh, well, almost never…
Anyway, not in such kind of situation. Six heaven-like guys, all of them naked, as well as me… why didn’t they lust after me? There was something wrong with it.
I stood up and started to dance as seductively and sensually as I could- and I was pretty good in it. But it didn’t catch the attention of the boys.
-You think she’s good enough?- the smiling one asked his blonde companion.
-You see it yourself.
-No, that’s what all of them do after getting here. Sooner or later she’ll get it.
-Well I think that she won’t- said the third, the shortest- besides, do we have any alternative?
-We do. She’s so attractive it would be a waste to not use her- a smirk- We have to send her back to Earth.
I stopped dancing. I slowly started to realize something.
-Just imagine: such devil in a girl’s skin is our key to win the bet with Raffie.
The four of them nodded. The one that brought me spoke for the first time:
-Then maybe tell her about the rules? Raffie gave you one human’s year which is barely an hour for us.
-Yeah, right, right. Dear, come here.
But I was slowly snapping out of it. Suddenly it all came to me: the quarrel, the murder, the car, the muscular guy, the corridors, hot and naked men, the ‘she-devil’…
-Where the hell am I?!
-In paradise- smiled my romeo- in the paradise of carnal whims and wanton fantasies. Welcome to hell.
I felt dizzy.
-Oh, no no- that irritated the boy- we have the whole eternity for fainting but only an hour for winning the bet.
Saying that he came closer to me and pressed his lips to mine and squeezed painfully my breasts. I gasped out of pleasure but he only meant to bring me around.
-Listen, honey, I’ll be fucking you for entire eternity if you wish, but first you have to do one thing for me. You have such a pretty face, it’d be a waste to not make a use of it. That’s why we’re sending you back so you could help us in… um, completing the biggest amount of new devils. You’ll know what it’s all about.
His chaotic speech didn’t make it any clear for me. I didn’t get it at all.
-I’ve no idea-
-You’ll know- he cut me- you’re setting off. Now.
-Wait! Who’s Raffie?
I didn’t actually care but I wanted to stay there as long as I could. I had no idea what was waiting for me afterwards.
-Ah, Raffie. Archangel Rafael, better known in here as Taemin. Anything else?
I was speechless for a moment.
-A-and you?
-Lucifer, known as Taecyeon. Alright, enough of that, go already.
-I…I’m waiting for a spur- I blurted out.
I felt his tongue moving against mine and his hands wandering on my back.
-If you succeed, I’ll develop this intro.
Panting out of lust, I started to spin.
And soon nothing was the same.
_________________________________________
A/N: Writing het!fics is the hardest thing ever ._____. Though actually this story is with me since I was about 14 or so, therefore it’s rather easy to write *ufff*. I started writing it at one of those sleepless nights when I just usually create some stories to fall asleep. And somehow I managed to write only this much, I’ve lost interest to it. But one day *this year* I decided to re-write it as het!JongKey to not lose this history and so… yeah. It’s here^^’’ Jjong is not present in this prologue *which is rather long as for a prologue…*, but he shall appear soon^ ^ It’s written from Gwiboon’s point of view but it will probably change afterwards. The 3rd person would be better, I think.
And now… I’m totally ashamed with this xD I mean while writing I didn’t mind. But now, as I was translating it, I was like ‘O_O’ with each new sentence XD
Don’t worry, Gwiboon won’t be a mindless slut in this one, that’s definitely NOT my intention > <
And I shall always blame jinkibum for making me write het!JongKey *where’re you, dear? TT.TT* as well asimuzak who wanted some het!JongKey :D
So. I’m leaving it for now, I need to learn for those 5 exams and do homework and bla bla bla…
*And finish the letter for my kasayu ♥ so it can be sent tomorrow :D*