#32 Baekhyun's Magic Trick
Prompt Number: #32
Author: xiuron0521
Title: Baekhyun's Magic Trick
Word count: 6,060 words
Rating: R
Warnings: smut at the end
Summary: Baek goes to see the Supreme to learn magic, it goes wrong for a bit, but now it was all worth it.
Baekhyun loved his parents. Of course he did. But after his power showed up when he was 13 his parents began to worry more, suffocate his life always worried someone would know.
Everyone did know, though. He knew by the way they treated him, the way other kids would shy away from him, how teachers would treat him differently than the others. He really didn't like it.
By the time he was 16 Baekhyun had, for the most part, managed to control his power. It's not easy being a witch in a small town. Even less when the power had skipped his parents. It was a generational thing, his mom's genes weren't strong enough for her to have gotten the gift, so it passed on to him.
He wasn't too happy at first but he got used to it, moving things with his mind, willing plants back to health, talking to animals.
That was his favorite. He loved animals, all of them. So when he moved out at the age of 18, the age witches go to train with their local Supreme he knew he had the power to summon a familiar; he would be less lonely with a familiar around.
He was careful though. The journey to the closest Supreme was pretty far and he didn't want to worry about the well being of his familiar on the trip.
It took seven days and five hours for Baekhyun to learn how to fly his broomstick, a great record considering he didn't even know he had the power to fly, let alone fly on a stick.
His parents had shouted with joy the first time he managed to hover for longer than one minute, but soon got used to him dragging his broomstick around and soon he was flying. Baekhyun enjoyed his mother's shouts, seeing her eyes sparkle with joy and a bit of envy.
Despite the support he got, his power hadn't developed properly, he had no one to teach him.
"And you're sure you know where this....Chanyeol person is?" His father had asked as Baekhyun packed his rucksack.
Baekhyun sighed. "Dad for the hundredth time, I know perfectly well where he lives! Besides, how hard can it be to find 'the tallest building in the city with a phoenix'?"
His father laughed. “Well, I guess you're right. Just...be careful, yeah? Witches are still....special."
Closing his rucksack, Baekhyun sighed. "Dad, I'll be fine. I know how to control it, mostly."
His father nodded. “Okay, I trust you. Just...always stay in contact. We worry."
"I know."
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When Baekhyun arrived at Chanyeol’s home (more like a castle), he realized that he was in over his head.
How could he possibly have thought this was a good idea? At least his small town *looked* like it had electricity.
This place, well it resembled a medieval castle and possibly from what he could see up here, trenches and moats.
He sighed. “Guess I'll just find out."
Baekhyun landed at the giant entrance, guarded by two phoenix statues. "How cliché." He thought.
What he didn't expect was to come face to face with a boy no taller than him, grinning at him just past the gate.
"Oh! You're here! Chanyeol had told me you'd be here sometime this week!" The voice was calm, and we'll spoken, the eyes glinted with something Baekhyun couldn't place.
"Well come on! The Supreme doesn't like to waste time!" The boy reached out for Baekhyun's hand, shocking him at how cold it was.
"I'm Suho. I guard the gate and make sure humans don't come in."
Baekhyun's lips pulled into an "o" shape, the boy smiling.
"Chanyeol would not shut up about you. I'm glad you're finally here so he'll stop bothering me now." Suho said, leading the way into the castle.
"You know...I think you'll like him. You smell a lot like forest. He loves the woods."
Suho turned back and looked Baekhyun in the eyes. "You're the 13th witch he's going to train. Pay close attention to what I tell you: he will not be ignored, he's very clingy, and on top of that he will try to make you as powerful as possible. The last 5 couldn't make it past a few weeks of training. They got annoyed easily and they were weak. Chanyeol cannot accept responsibility for your lack of knowledge or power. He is the Supreme and his magic can and will rub off on you. Are you ready to handle him? Because if you're not you might as well turn around right now and I'll tell Chanyeol you changed your mind.”
Baekhyun stared at Suho. His voice went from cheerful to stern within one second and suddenly training with the Supreme didnt seem like such a good idea. But damn it all if Baekhyun wasn't up for a challenge. Deciding then and there that he would be Chanyeol's best pupil, he looked Suho in the eyes before nodding.
“Positive.”
Suho grinned from ear to ear. "Good to know. He's right down this hallway to first door on the right. Shouldn't be too hard to find.”
And with that, Suho scurried away a melodic laugh entrancing Baekhyun as he stared.
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‘Not too hard to find’, his ass.
It took him 15 minutes to find the door. By the time he got there, he had just about given up on the fact that maybe Suho had played a trick on him.
The hallway seemed to be never-ending too. Baekhyun nearly lost his mind trying to find the stupid door.
And suddenly, it was there. Staring at him in the face, an angry shade of red.
Baekhyun blinked, staring at the door handle. Was he really ready? He didn't feel like he was. He was terrified, really. Chanyeol was supposed to be the Supreme Ruler of Magic. Whoever had questions on how to make a spell work, what ingredients went into a potion, or how to combine human science with magic, Chanyeol usually knew the answer. And everyone knew it.
Chanyeol was a lot older than he looked. His magic was so powerful that he was able to perfect a youth potion to help slow down his aging.
“Are you going to stand there all day or are you going to come in?” a voice boomed from behind the door.
Shit. Baekhyun jumped at the voice but finally managed to wrap his hand around the handle and turn it.
He didn't know what he expected when he entered Chanyeol's study, but this was definitely not it.
Not only were the walls covered from top to bottom in thousands of trinkets and ingredients but it looked like what Baekhyun could only call a hot mess.
He thought it looked amazing, sure. All these different kinds of objects melding together making it look like Chanyeol was actually some kind of organized hoarder, but Baekhyun was overwhelmed. How could he possibly learn to be the best when he clearly knew nothing at all?
Chanyeol stood in the back of the room, his large hands moving in ways Baekhyun thought looked like ocean waves. His hair was a shocking white, his clothes looked like that of a businessman.
Chanyeol was supposed to look like a wizard, was he not? Baekhyun's feathers were ruffled and all he could think about was the fact that he wanted to look that cool too, not like some lame kid who could probably be homeless in one week.
Come to think of it, all Baekhyun was doing was stare at Chanyeol. His broad back, his long legs, his huge hands.
Baekhyun realized, with a soft gasp, that Chanyeol was his type and 100% the kind of guy he would lose his shit over.
He coughed, alerting Chanyeol that he had, in fact, come into the room.
"Uh…I'm Baekhyun. But...you probably already knew that.”
The tall man finally turned around, a frog's leg in one hand and a rabbit's foot in the other.
Baekhyun grimaced at the rabbit foot. It looked fresh.
Chanyeol stared at Baekhyun. “Hm. You don't look like much but I'm sure if Suho let you through he must have seen something in you. Normally he doesn't even let people past the gate if they're here to see me.”
Chanyeol turned around to drop the legs into the cauldron behind him.
“Take a seat over there and wait a few minutes. This takes a lot of concentration. I require full and complete silence!”
Baekhyun lifted a finger to say something but was immediately cut off.
“Don't even try to go against masters wishes, pup. I'll kick you out if you do.”
Baekhyun turned to face the voice. It came from a cat perched on the seat in the corner. Or at least, Baekhyun thought it did. Maybe he was just going crazy.
“Well? Sit down!”
Yeah. It was definitely the cat. Baekhyun was more than convinced to sit by the cat.
He'd been attacked once, didn't plan on that happening again.
He sat down on the floor next to the sleek black cat, whose eyes followed his every step.
He sat and watched as Chanyeol traced his hands in the air, ingredients from around the room zipping towards him, lining up one by one to be tossed into the cauldron.
Five minutes later, Chanyeol hummed and nodded his head. “That should do it!”
He turned quickly on his heels. “Kyungsoo! Thank you so much for keeping my guest company. But...why are you still a cat?”
Baekhyun glanced between the two. “Oh, come on Soo! Don't be like that. He's going to be here for a long time he's going to catch on eventually!”
The cat stood on its stubby legs. “Fine. But only because you have a point and I feel like he's never going to get it.” the cat bounded down from the chair and made its way to Chanyeol, wrapping his tail around the giant's legs.
“Watch closely, Baekhyun. He is my pride and joy.”
Baekhyun raised an eyebrow. Pride and joy? A cat? Some Supreme he's turning out to be…
Kyungsoo the cat stared at Baekhyun before leaping at him. Baekhyun closed his eyes, only, the small animal never reached him. Slowly he opened his eyes, a boy wearing all black stood before him.
His eyes were huge, a blank expression, his lips looked like a heart, and his body looked lean.
That's when Baekhyun noticed it. The man's pupils were feline.
“Are you just going to keep staring?” the man asked. Baekhyun's mouth fell open when the voice that came was definitely Kyungsoo's.
“You're a cat! Or...well you're a human now...but what...how?!” he stood up, immediately looking Kyungsoo up and down trying to figure it out.
He looked absolutely completely human.
Chanyeol grinned as Baekhyun tried to find an explanation.
“Told you he is my pride and joy. This is Kyungsoo. My familiar.”
Kyungsoo smiled and leaned into Chanyeol.
“Oh my god you turned him human?!”
“Yep.”
“But...how?!”
“I'm the Supreme. I can do anything.”
Baekhyun stared. With one more look at the pair in front of him, he gathers all the determination of a small planet.
“Teach me.”
Chanyeol grinned. “Excellent.”
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Chanyeol started him off by forcing him to learn the elements and how they interacted with one another. Baekhyun hated it. He got everything wrong, but when he didn't try, he got it right. Chanyeol said he was a natural, that he was overthinking it all.
“Magic isn't about formulas. They're more like guidelines, kid. The less you try to make them perfect, the better they’ll work out for you. Take Kyungsoo for example. There's a reason why my hair is white but the rest of me is still young. Kyungsoo, was an accident.”
Baekhyun shrugged his shoulders. “I figured he was, but that doesn't make it fair. You're the supreme for fucks sake. You can do anything!”
Chanyeol nodded, “Well of course I can! I have all the magical capability in the world. But you have a pretty good knack for it. There's plenty that you can do, Baekhyun.”
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That night Baekhyun decided he would try to prove that Chanyeol was right, and that accidental magic wasn't how he would learn. He wanted good ol’ proper magic. He wanted to follow the rules, to learn how everyone else did.
He took Chanyeol’s spell book when he wasn't looking.
He knew that if Kyungsoo found out before Chanyeol, he’d be dead. He didn't want Kyungsoo to find out first.
Baekhyun’s room was plain but slowly starting to fill with magical artefacts that Chanyeol would give him from time to time.
Reaching for a chair he settled by his desk, generously given to him by Suho.
What Chanyeol doesn’t know won’t hurt him, right? Baekhyun hoped this was the case. Leafing through the index he found what he wanted.
Familiars. Baekhyun had felt lonely watching Chanyeol and Kyungsoo interact. They seemed so in tune with one another that it made him homesick for his friends back home.
He knew a familiar was the one thing that he needed to never feel alone for the rest of his life. He knew that they came in all shapes and sizes, that they could be any and all mystical creatures. But he had no idea what he was about to conjure up from nothing.
Reading the instructions, he felt his stomach drop when he saw that he had to fill a bowl with his own blood. How on Earth was he supposed to do that?
Baekhyun raced to the kitchen for a knife. He had one shot to do this before he gave up and chickened out.
He didn’t want to do this at first. He thought slicing his hand would be worth it if he could go up to Chanyeol with a familiar. But...if he couldn’t do it, he would look foolish. More than that, he was risking his time with Chanyeol, and his new home.
Reading over the instructions one last time, Baekhyun took a deep breath before nodding to himself, muttering, “Here goes nothing.”
He summoned all his willpower, focusing on the bowl in the center of an alchemy circle. The ingredients began to glow a bright gold, Baekhyun’s eyes shining bright. And suddenly, it stopped. The room lost all light, Baekhyun landing on his knees.
He failed. Baekhyun stared at the charred floor. His eyes began to water as he looked at the pile of ashes that had accumulated. “I messed up, I stole Chanyeol’s things and now he’s going to throw me out and I didn’t even get to summon a demon!!” he wailed as he set himself against the side of the bed.
“Well, you know, it could be worse. You could have been summoned on accident.” a deep voice grumbled behind him. Baekhyun jumped, his body jerking toward the voice.
A large black cat with ice blue eyes stared at Baekhyun. “Oh, come on. You’re a witch. Talking animals shouldn’t weird you out.”
Baekhyun blinked. It worked. He didn’t get the demon he was hoping for, but it worked.
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“Baekhyun!!! Open the door! Some things have been stolen from me!” Chanyeol was banging on his door, the urgency clear in his voice.
Shit. Baekhyun got up and threw his blanket over the burnt floor. “Stuff? What stuff?!” Baekhyun yelled back, trying to stall so he could find a place to place the talking cat.
Chanyeol banged on the door, harder and more frantic. Baekhyun could hear a meow outside, signalling Kyungsoo was in his cat form once again.
The black cat in his room automatically arched his back, the hairs ruffling themselves, standing up. The cat ran to Baekhyun, wrapping its tail around his ankles. “Stupid cat, hide!” Baekhyun hissed.
“I am not stupid.” the cat hissed back.
Chanyeol’s ‘knocking’ ceased. “Are you sure, Soo?”
Baekhyun froze. Kyungsoo can probably smell him.
“Baekhyun....why didn’t you just tell me you were trying to summon a familiar?!” Chanyeol exclaimed. The door burst open, Chanyeol’s grinning face greeting him on the other side of the door.
Baekhyun reached behind his neck, rubbing it awkwardly. “I- I was scared you’d throw me out if I failed.”
Chanyeol stopped smiling immediately. “Well, unfortunately for you that’s not how summoning works. Had you waited for that lesson, you might have known that. But! You did manage to summon something, so good job, Baek.” Chanyeol grinned at him while Kyungsoo sauntered over to the other black cat.
“Baekhyun, you cooked up a real pathetic excuse for a familiar. He has no pride (or respect) to even look at me.” Kyungsoo muttered, his tail swinging back and forth slowly. “Useless.”
The nameless cat in fact, was not looking up at Kyungsoo. “Stupid cat.”
“I’m not stupid!”
Kyungsoo laughed. “So what’s your name, cat?”
Everyone in the room faced the cat. “Kris. My name is Kris. And if you must know, I am not a familiar. I am a demon. An incubus to be exact, and I don’t like your tone.” the black cat fluffed his fur, ignoring the humans he was surrounded by.
Chanyeol stared. “Baekhyun....you…” the taller man shook his head. “You trapped a demon in a physical body.”
Baekhyun blinked. “I did what now?”
“Trapped. A. Demon.” The deep voice mumbled from his new perch on the bed. “You not only summoned me, but you trapped my ass, too.” Kris spoke, licking his paws.
“Oh. Well, oh.” Baekhyun stated dumbly. “Okay.”
Kyungsoo shifted then, his fur turning into a huge black sweater and sweats. He looked as fuzzy as his cat form did, but those eyes remained intense. “So you’re just going to let him off like that, Yeol?”
Chanyeol nodded. “I don’t see why not. That took me years to master, Soo. It’s kind of very very impressive on Baekhyun’s part, and you know it. You’re just jealous that Baekhyun also ha a cat now.”
Kyungsoo blushed a deep red. “I- I am not!” The short male turned on his heels, headed out of the door, Chanyeol following suit, his voice carrying out a faint “See you tomorrow, Baek!”
“He smelled delicious enough to play with.” Kris remarked. “Too bad I’m a cat. I hate cats.”
Baekhyun laughed. “Don’t be such a downer, Kris. At least you have a body now, right?”
Kris meowed. “Ugh, go away. I can already tell you’ll hate me soon, too. Everyone always does.”
Baekhyun shook his head, plopping down on his bed next to Kris. This didn’t sit well in Baekhyun’s heart. He sat up a bit and began to pet Kris’s head, stroking the fur until he could hear low purrs. “I won’t leave you. You’re my familiar now, demon or not. Plus, if you ask me, I think I did a pretty good job on you.”
Kris moved away from Baekhyun then, his eyes looked sad, and Baekhyun couldn’t help himself: he pressed a finger to Kris’s nose. “Cute,” he remarked.
“I am not cute! The second I find out how to go back to being a demon, I’m going to make you pay for this. That, or I’ll throw myself off the closest cliff.” Kris groaned, his voice sounding like a lengthy meow instead.
Baekhyun smiled to himself. This might not be so bad.
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The next few week of training, Baekhyun would drag Kris along, knowing full well the demon cat had a bit of low self-esteem and wanted to make him come out of his shell. Apparently, being summoned by a human, witch or not, was a disgrace to his kind.
Baekhyun constantly found himself trying to make it up to Kris in return. He bought him treats, gave him sweets, made him the fluffiest pillow he could manage. He even gave him fresh fish and chicken.
But as the days went on, Kris got more and more sad, Baekhyun was at his wit’s end. So he went to Chanyeol.
“Have you tried making him take human form?” He suggested. Baekhyun’s jaw dropped. “But only you’ve been able to do that, and you’re the Supreme!”
Chanyeol nodded. “Yeah, I am. Did you try asking the Supreme if he could pretty please with so many fucking cherries on top make Kris take on his humanoid image?”
Baekhyun’s hand went up into the air as he was about to protest, his brain not fully processing Chanyeol’s words. “Wait,” he shook his head in disbelief. “Seriously?”
Chanyeol nodded as he mixed together the potion he was working on to give to Kyungsoo. “I don’t see why not? You’re my best student, I like you, and I’m tired of seeing the both of you mope. You’re always complaining about how depressed Kris is, and he’s always complaining about being a ‘worthless cat’.”
Baekhyun’s eyes lit up, he had gotten really fond of Kris, and he wanted to see him happy, too. Plus, it might be interesting to see what he looked like as a human. He imagined someone with a voice like that had to be just as handsome as Kyungsoo or Chanyeol, whose voices were also deep.
Baekhyun wrapped his arms around CHanyeol, thanking him profusely before running to his room to look for Kris.
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Kris was lounging on Baekhyun’s bed as he usually did around this time. But Baekhyun didn’t care, he ran head first for the bed, diving in, making Kris jump up with a startled mewl.
“I have news for you, my dearest.” Kris looked up, not moving from his position on the bed. “Chanyeol can make you human.”
Kris’s ears perked. “So?” he muttered, pretending to not care.
“So?! So you can go and do demony things while I study. You said no one cares about you, but here I am, trying to help you. Come on Kris. Please?” Baekhyun waited a few seconds for Kris to think about it. He knew he wasn’t thinking about it at all, so Baekhyun scooped him up, and ran for Chanyeol’s study.
“Chanyeol! Do it before he rips off my a-!!” Baekhyun yelled as Kris clawed at his arm.
“Put me down, Baekhyun! If I make a pathetic cat, I’ll be an even more pathetic human!” He yelled, clawing at Baekhyun, blood starting to trickle down his arms. “Kris please trust me! I swear you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. You are not pathetic! If your fellow demons said that to you, it’s because they were jealous of something! But I believe in you.” Baekhyun was close to tears, but he had had enough.
Kris calmed down long enough for Chanyeol to pour a sleeping potion all over him. Chanyeol took the sleeping cat from Baekhyun, “Alright, let’s get him ready. Soo?”
Kyungsoo wandered over and held Kris while Chanyeol worked his magic on him. He chanted in a tongue even Baekhyun couldn’t decipher. The black of Chanyeol’s pupils taking over his entire eye, making him look demonic. A light grew from Kris’s chest, bright red, and then slowly changed to black. As Chanyeol chanted, Kyungsoo looked entranced, the shorter male looked close to tipping over, as if Kris was growing heavier. Baekhyun assumed that was the case, because soon, Kyungsoo was grunting, his arms shaking and Baekhyun went to help.
Chanyeol’s chanting paused, turning to face Baekhyun, “What are your intentions of helping this demon become human?”
Baekhyun blurted out the first answer he had. “I love him and want him to be happy like the rest of us.”
Chanyeol nodded, pitch back gaze returning to Kris. The light coming from Kris burst into pure white light wrapping around Kris, lifting him from Kyungsoo’s arms. Soon the cat was transforming, the limbs getting longer and longer, the fur fading away and turning into faint body hair.
Kris was half formed when Chanyeol hit the floor, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. “Chanyeol!” Baekhyun shouted, but Kyungsoo stopped him before he could reach. “Let him be, he’s still in a trance.”
Baekhyun nodded, backing away from Chanyeol, instead focusing on Kris, who’s body now seemed around (if not the same size) as Chanyeol.
The light did not increase, but Chanyeol did come back into focus. His body looked less stiff and a lot more grounded than before. Kyungsoo nodded at Baekhyun to go help Chanyeol up from the floor while he himself helped Kris to sit in his favorite nap chair.
“Damn demon, taking my chair…” Kyungsoo wasn’t pleased, but at least the dynamic duo would stop being mopey little shits. “Let them rest for today, Baekhyun. I’ll take Yeol back to his room.”
The taller boy nodded and left the room, getting one last glance at Kris who was still shining.
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Baekhyun couldn’t sleep that night. Chanyeol looked awful, Kris looked...well he didn’t know what he looked like, and that was the problem. He was dying to know. Baekhyun was almost ninety-nine point nine percent positive that Kris wasn’t just a demon, but rather an incubus. Which according to Baekhyun’s logic, was simply a sex demon. From what Baekhyun had read up on them, he was also certain that Kris was supposed to be attractive enough to bring both men and women down to their knees with just one look.
Huffing, Baekhyun finally threw off his covers. It was too hot, his body’s temperature rising to a fever-like temperature. “God dammit!” he yelled.
“That’s not a very nice thing to shout, Baekhyun.”
Baekhyun shot up in his bed. “Kris?”
A deep chuckle from somewhere in the room. “Who else?”
Shit. His voice sounds different. Baekhyun thought. Not bad, just...different.
He felt his bed dip under the weight of Kris’s new body.
“Kris?” Baekhyun felt his voice shake. The room was too hot, the sheets felt too soft, everything was off from what it was supposed to feel like. Usually these sheets were scratchy, the room too cold. Baekhyun sat, confused for several seconds before he felt Kris sit right next to him, the bed dipping low under his weight.
“What’s wrong, Baekhyun? We always sleep together.” Kris’s voice sounder sultry, a tone that he did not have as a cat. Baekhyun felt himself breathing deeply, his body broke out into a cold sweat, his body was reacting to how Kris moved.
When Kris moved closer, Baekhyun felt the entire room increase in heat, like a pulse flowing through the air. Baekhyun gulped when one of Kris’s hands landed on his thigh. “Baek? You’re sweating. You should take off your shirt.” Kris’s voice was travelling over Baekhyun’s body, sending shivers throughout.
His voice shook as he spoke. “I- I’m fine, Kris. Go sleep on the couch. The bed is way too small for both of us.”
Kris took that as a challenge, grabbing Baekhyun’s arm and forcing him to look at him. “Wanna bet?”
Baekhyun yelped as Kris snuck an arm under his thighs, behind his back and pulled him up onto his lap. “Kris!” Baekhyun’s legs were now on either side of Kris’s lap. “See? We both fit. Wouldn’t it be fun if we were like this...all...the...time?”
Baekhyun closed his eyes as Kris spoke. A huge part of him felt comfortable on his lap. He even felt cooler. His body temperature had gone down but his body still shivered.
Kris moved his hands to Baekhyun’s hips, moving him closer down to his crotch. “Comfortable?” Kris asked, his voice laced with tease.
“Kr-Kris. What are you..?”
Kris smirked, his left hand travelling up Baekhyun’s shirt, tracing over his stomach, feeling the toned lines and soft tummy. “You know exactly what, Baek. An incubus needs to feed off of sexual energy, after all.”
Baekhyun felt it then, the white hot heat was not coming from the room, but from Kris. Baekhyun had been feeling Kris’s arousal this entire time. It was coursing through him like the blood in his veins.
“Kris, you … fuck.” He breathed out when Kris pulled Baekhyun directly over his crotch. Kris was ready to go, his body had been craving this for far too long, he needed this.
Baekhyun arched into Kris’s body. He wanted this too, whether or not that was just Kris having an effect on him or not wasn’t clear.
“Kris. Make it go away.”
“Do I have your consent?” Kris asked, his mouth dangerously close to his ear.
Baekhyun was panting, he knew Kris was toying with him, their crotches rubbing together slowly now, Kris bringing Baekhyun down on him repeatedly. Forcing the tip of Kris’s clothed erection to press against his entrance.
“You have my consent. Just please.” Baekhyun wanted this so badly that he frantically began to tear off his shirt, throwing it to the floor then going for Kris's shirt as well.
“Someone is eager.” He chuckled.
“Oh please, we both know that it's your fault.” Baekhyun stared at Kris in the eyes before grabbing onto his shoulders to have better leverage, and rolled his hips.
Kris shuddered. “You're not the only one who can tease, Kris.”
The demon hissed, reaching back to grip Baekhyun’s ass. “Shorts off, Baek.” Kris ordered, the need in his voice just as apparent as Baekhyun’s.
Baekhyun stood up, shook off his shorts and underwear while Kris shook of his own. Baekhyun returned to the bed, swinging his leg over Kris. They stared at each other for what seemed like forever, Kris’s hands moving from behind Baekhyun to his face, bringing him forward. Their lips pressed together, electricity running through them on contact.
Baekhyun couldn’t remember how to breathe, let alone move around to be able to impale himself on Kris’s dick. From the kiss alone Baekhyun had convinced himself that losing his virginity to an incubus would be worth it. He realized that maybe the attraction he was feeling wasn’t simply based on the fact that Kris was a demon, but rather that Kris had been the demon he summoned and had been around for weeks.
Kris began to kiss down Baekhyun’s neck, his lips leaving light marks down his body until he reached a nipple to suck on. Kris played with both of Baekhyun’s nubs not letting up until they were shiny and hard.
Baekhyun felt his hand wrap around Kris’s neck for support while his back arched with every nibble to his body. His need grew by the second, and Kris hadn’t even begun to prepare him yet.
As if being able to read his mind, Kris let go of Baekhyun, gently laying his body down onto the mattress while he got on top of him. Kris held up three of his fingers to Baekhyun’s mouth. “Lick them up nice and good, baby boy.” He moaned when Baekhyun’s tongue wrapped around his fingers, but said nothing else. Instead, Kris moved down to lap at Baekhyun’s hole.
Moaning, Baekhyun continued to suck on Kris’s fingers, wet noises filling the room. Kris smiled when he pushed his tongue inside of Baekhyun. A mewl came from him, his back lifted a little from the bed, but soon relaxed as Kris made sure he was creating enough slick for his fingers to slip in.
One finger slipped in with ease, Baekhyun barely reacting at all. Kris pumped his finger until it slid in and out easily. The second finger had Baekhyun whimpering quietly, the discomfort not painful, just awkward. Kris smiled as he spread his fingers, forcing Baekhyun’s hole to stretch. Kris used this opportunity to look for Baekhyun’s prostate, finding it a few moments later by hooking his fingers downwards, causing him to moan out.
“Kris, fuck. There, again!” Baekhyun’s back was starting to rise from the bed again, and Kris knew he was close to losing his mind when he began to trace the third finger around his hole. “One more baby, and then I can fuck you with my cock.” He whispered.
Baekhyun let out a whine, his hand going down to stroke himself. “Hurry, please.”
Kris chuckled, his voice sounding darker and heavier than when they began. “Whatever you want,” he said, pushing his finger into Baekhyun, stretching him as far as Kris knew he would need. Baekhyun groaned out at the feeling of being so full, his hand on his dick slowing to a languid pace, waiting for Kris to just pull his fingers out and fuck him already.
Again, on cue, Kris did what Baekhyun was thinking. “Ready?” He asked. Baekhyun looked up at Kris, before letting his head fall back to the bed, a ‘yes, fuck, just do it already, please.”
Kris nodded, moving into position and pulling Baekhyun’s legs over his shoulders. “It might feel weird.”
“I don’t care, just fucking do it already!” Baekhyun moaned out when he felt Kris spit all over his hole, taking some of it with his hand to spread it on his throbbing cock. “Well, since you asked so nicely.”
Pushing in was easier than he thought. Baekhyun was taking him in well, his greedy hole taking it inch by inch until Kris was balls deep. “Fuck.” They both moaned out at the feeling. Kris from being in such a delicious heat, and Baekhyun from being filled so deeply.
Kris leaned down to his elbows, lowering himself just enough that he was able to kiss Baekhyun and wait for him to adjust fully. They remained like that for several moments, kissing until their lips were red and puffy. Baekhyun began to move his hips back against Kris, signalling that he was ready for him to move.
Slowly, Kris began a pace that had Baekhyun mewling. The witch had a hard time breathing, but continued to yell out and gasp whenever Kris thrust into him a certain way that had him close to tears.
Their kissing became desperate as Kris began to pound into him, his dick sliding in smoothly while Baekhyun clenched and moaned out in pure pleasure.
Kris smirked as Baekhyun picked up the pace on his own dick, pumping it in time to Kris’s thrusts.
“Kris, fuck. Harder!”
Obliging, Kris started to thrust deep and hard causing Baekhyun to move up on the bed a few centimeters each time.
“Jesu-! Fuck. Kris, fuck!!!” Baekhyun yelled as Kris was beginning to completely wreck him, his dick colliding with his prostate on every thrust.
“Look at you, taking me so fucking well. Next time, I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't need to jerking off.” Kris spoke with a tone that seemed so possessive that Baekhyun could feel his eyes roll to the back of his head.
“Please, just make me cum already!”
Kris smirked, smacking away Baekhyun's hand from his dick and began to jerking him off himself.
“Is this better, Baekhyun? Me, taking complete control over your body?”
Baekhyun stared, the pounding to his prostate making him see stars. “Yes! God, yes!”
Kris smiled, kissing Baekhyun desperately as he thrust in harder and faster than before, Baekhyun actually crying this time, his entire body shook from the amount of stimulation he was receiving.
“Cum for me, baby.” Kris whispered on Baekhyun's lips. “Now.”
Baekhyun shivered, but felt his body reacting to Kris's command. His walls clenched as cum spurted from his dick, covering his stomach, making him look shiny and sending Kris over the edge.
A loud wail of pleasure sounded throughout the room. It took them both a second or so to realize that that wailing had been the two of them coming.
Baekhyun ended up looking like a complete mess: sticky all over, cum dripping out of his ass as soon as Kris pulled out.
Kris laid out next to him, an arm still hanging around his body, gently massaging his sides. “I might be a demon, but you, are one hell of a good fuck.”
Baekhyun blushed despite the comment. “Yeah, well. I might not have summoned what I wanted but I got what I needed.”
Kris smiled and hugged Baekhyun, stickiness be damned. “I'm glad you ended up with me. Even if I made it kinda hard to be around when I low-key hated myself.”
Baekhyun laughed. “I'm a good person, I know.”
Kris rolled his eyes. “Yeah, okay. Sure thing, Baek.”
“Whatever, just go to sleep you dumb cat.”
Author: xiuron0521
Title: Baekhyun's Magic Trick
Word count: 6,060 words
Rating: R
Warnings: smut at the end
Summary: Baek goes to see the Supreme to learn magic, it goes wrong for a bit, but now it was all worth it.
Baekhyun loved his parents. Of course he did. But after his power showed up when he was 13 his parents began to worry more, suffocate his life always worried someone would know.
Everyone did know, though. He knew by the way they treated him, the way other kids would shy away from him, how teachers would treat him differently than the others. He really didn't like it.
By the time he was 16 Baekhyun had, for the most part, managed to control his power. It's not easy being a witch in a small town. Even less when the power had skipped his parents. It was a generational thing, his mom's genes weren't strong enough for her to have gotten the gift, so it passed on to him.
He wasn't too happy at first but he got used to it, moving things with his mind, willing plants back to health, talking to animals.
That was his favorite. He loved animals, all of them. So when he moved out at the age of 18, the age witches go to train with their local Supreme he knew he had the power to summon a familiar; he would be less lonely with a familiar around.
He was careful though. The journey to the closest Supreme was pretty far and he didn't want to worry about the well being of his familiar on the trip.
It took seven days and five hours for Baekhyun to learn how to fly his broomstick, a great record considering he didn't even know he had the power to fly, let alone fly on a stick.
His parents had shouted with joy the first time he managed to hover for longer than one minute, but soon got used to him dragging his broomstick around and soon he was flying. Baekhyun enjoyed his mother's shouts, seeing her eyes sparkle with joy and a bit of envy.
Despite the support he got, his power hadn't developed properly, he had no one to teach him.
"And you're sure you know where this....Chanyeol person is?" His father had asked as Baekhyun packed his rucksack.
Baekhyun sighed. "Dad for the hundredth time, I know perfectly well where he lives! Besides, how hard can it be to find 'the tallest building in the city with a phoenix'?"
His father laughed. “Well, I guess you're right. Just...be careful, yeah? Witches are still....special."
Closing his rucksack, Baekhyun sighed. "Dad, I'll be fine. I know how to control it, mostly."
His father nodded. “Okay, I trust you. Just...always stay in contact. We worry."
"I know."
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When Baekhyun arrived at Chanyeol’s home (more like a castle), he realized that he was in over his head.
How could he possibly have thought this was a good idea? At least his small town *looked* like it had electricity.
This place, well it resembled a medieval castle and possibly from what he could see up here, trenches and moats.
He sighed. “Guess I'll just find out."
Baekhyun landed at the giant entrance, guarded by two phoenix statues. "How cliché." He thought.
What he didn't expect was to come face to face with a boy no taller than him, grinning at him just past the gate.
"Oh! You're here! Chanyeol had told me you'd be here sometime this week!" The voice was calm, and we'll spoken, the eyes glinted with something Baekhyun couldn't place.
"Well come on! The Supreme doesn't like to waste time!" The boy reached out for Baekhyun's hand, shocking him at how cold it was.
"I'm Suho. I guard the gate and make sure humans don't come in."
Baekhyun's lips pulled into an "o" shape, the boy smiling.
"Chanyeol would not shut up about you. I'm glad you're finally here so he'll stop bothering me now." Suho said, leading the way into the castle.
"You know...I think you'll like him. You smell a lot like forest. He loves the woods."
Suho turned back and looked Baekhyun in the eyes. "You're the 13th witch he's going to train. Pay close attention to what I tell you: he will not be ignored, he's very clingy, and on top of that he will try to make you as powerful as possible. The last 5 couldn't make it past a few weeks of training. They got annoyed easily and they were weak. Chanyeol cannot accept responsibility for your lack of knowledge or power. He is the Supreme and his magic can and will rub off on you. Are you ready to handle him? Because if you're not you might as well turn around right now and I'll tell Chanyeol you changed your mind.”
Baekhyun stared at Suho. His voice went from cheerful to stern within one second and suddenly training with the Supreme didnt seem like such a good idea. But damn it all if Baekhyun wasn't up for a challenge. Deciding then and there that he would be Chanyeol's best pupil, he looked Suho in the eyes before nodding.
“Positive.”
Suho grinned from ear to ear. "Good to know. He's right down this hallway to first door on the right. Shouldn't be too hard to find.”
And with that, Suho scurried away a melodic laugh entrancing Baekhyun as he stared.
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‘Not too hard to find’, his ass.
It took him 15 minutes to find the door. By the time he got there, he had just about given up on the fact that maybe Suho had played a trick on him.
The hallway seemed to be never-ending too. Baekhyun nearly lost his mind trying to find the stupid door.
And suddenly, it was there. Staring at him in the face, an angry shade of red.
Baekhyun blinked, staring at the door handle. Was he really ready? He didn't feel like he was. He was terrified, really. Chanyeol was supposed to be the Supreme Ruler of Magic. Whoever had questions on how to make a spell work, what ingredients went into a potion, or how to combine human science with magic, Chanyeol usually knew the answer. And everyone knew it.
Chanyeol was a lot older than he looked. His magic was so powerful that he was able to perfect a youth potion to help slow down his aging.
“Are you going to stand there all day or are you going to come in?” a voice boomed from behind the door.
Shit. Baekhyun jumped at the voice but finally managed to wrap his hand around the handle and turn it.
He didn't know what he expected when he entered Chanyeol's study, but this was definitely not it.
Not only were the walls covered from top to bottom in thousands of trinkets and ingredients but it looked like what Baekhyun could only call a hot mess.
He thought it looked amazing, sure. All these different kinds of objects melding together making it look like Chanyeol was actually some kind of organized hoarder, but Baekhyun was overwhelmed. How could he possibly learn to be the best when he clearly knew nothing at all?
Chanyeol stood in the back of the room, his large hands moving in ways Baekhyun thought looked like ocean waves. His hair was a shocking white, his clothes looked like that of a businessman.
Chanyeol was supposed to look like a wizard, was he not? Baekhyun's feathers were ruffled and all he could think about was the fact that he wanted to look that cool too, not like some lame kid who could probably be homeless in one week.
Come to think of it, all Baekhyun was doing was stare at Chanyeol. His broad back, his long legs, his huge hands.
Baekhyun realized, with a soft gasp, that Chanyeol was his type and 100% the kind of guy he would lose his shit over.
He coughed, alerting Chanyeol that he had, in fact, come into the room.
"Uh…I'm Baekhyun. But...you probably already knew that.”
The tall man finally turned around, a frog's leg in one hand and a rabbit's foot in the other.
Baekhyun grimaced at the rabbit foot. It looked fresh.
Chanyeol stared at Baekhyun. “Hm. You don't look like much but I'm sure if Suho let you through he must have seen something in you. Normally he doesn't even let people past the gate if they're here to see me.”
Chanyeol turned around to drop the legs into the cauldron behind him.
“Take a seat over there and wait a few minutes. This takes a lot of concentration. I require full and complete silence!”
Baekhyun lifted a finger to say something but was immediately cut off.
“Don't even try to go against masters wishes, pup. I'll kick you out if you do.”
Baekhyun turned to face the voice. It came from a cat perched on the seat in the corner. Or at least, Baekhyun thought it did. Maybe he was just going crazy.
“Well? Sit down!”
Yeah. It was definitely the cat. Baekhyun was more than convinced to sit by the cat.
He'd been attacked once, didn't plan on that happening again.
He sat down on the floor next to the sleek black cat, whose eyes followed his every step.
He sat and watched as Chanyeol traced his hands in the air, ingredients from around the room zipping towards him, lining up one by one to be tossed into the cauldron.
Five minutes later, Chanyeol hummed and nodded his head. “That should do it!”
He turned quickly on his heels. “Kyungsoo! Thank you so much for keeping my guest company. But...why are you still a cat?”
Baekhyun glanced between the two. “Oh, come on Soo! Don't be like that. He's going to be here for a long time he's going to catch on eventually!”
The cat stood on its stubby legs. “Fine. But only because you have a point and I feel like he's never going to get it.” the cat bounded down from the chair and made its way to Chanyeol, wrapping his tail around the giant's legs.
“Watch closely, Baekhyun. He is my pride and joy.”
Baekhyun raised an eyebrow. Pride and joy? A cat? Some Supreme he's turning out to be…
Kyungsoo the cat stared at Baekhyun before leaping at him. Baekhyun closed his eyes, only, the small animal never reached him. Slowly he opened his eyes, a boy wearing all black stood before him.
His eyes were huge, a blank expression, his lips looked like a heart, and his body looked lean.
That's when Baekhyun noticed it. The man's pupils were feline.
“Are you just going to keep staring?” the man asked. Baekhyun's mouth fell open when the voice that came was definitely Kyungsoo's.
“You're a cat! Or...well you're a human now...but what...how?!” he stood up, immediately looking Kyungsoo up and down trying to figure it out.
He looked absolutely completely human.
Chanyeol grinned as Baekhyun tried to find an explanation.
“Told you he is my pride and joy. This is Kyungsoo. My familiar.”
Kyungsoo smiled and leaned into Chanyeol.
“Oh my god you turned him human?!”
“Yep.”
“But...how?!”
“I'm the Supreme. I can do anything.”
Baekhyun stared. With one more look at the pair in front of him, he gathers all the determination of a small planet.
“Teach me.”
Chanyeol grinned. “Excellent.”
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Chanyeol started him off by forcing him to learn the elements and how they interacted with one another. Baekhyun hated it. He got everything wrong, but when he didn't try, he got it right. Chanyeol said he was a natural, that he was overthinking it all.
“Magic isn't about formulas. They're more like guidelines, kid. The less you try to make them perfect, the better they’ll work out for you. Take Kyungsoo for example. There's a reason why my hair is white but the rest of me is still young. Kyungsoo, was an accident.”
Baekhyun shrugged his shoulders. “I figured he was, but that doesn't make it fair. You're the supreme for fucks sake. You can do anything!”
Chanyeol nodded, “Well of course I can! I have all the magical capability in the world. But you have a pretty good knack for it. There's plenty that you can do, Baekhyun.”
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That night Baekhyun decided he would try to prove that Chanyeol was right, and that accidental magic wasn't how he would learn. He wanted good ol’ proper magic. He wanted to follow the rules, to learn how everyone else did.
He took Chanyeol’s spell book when he wasn't looking.
He knew that if Kyungsoo found out before Chanyeol, he’d be dead. He didn't want Kyungsoo to find out first.
Baekhyun’s room was plain but slowly starting to fill with magical artefacts that Chanyeol would give him from time to time.
Reaching for a chair he settled by his desk, generously given to him by Suho.
What Chanyeol doesn’t know won’t hurt him, right? Baekhyun hoped this was the case. Leafing through the index he found what he wanted.
Familiars. Baekhyun had felt lonely watching Chanyeol and Kyungsoo interact. They seemed so in tune with one another that it made him homesick for his friends back home.
He knew a familiar was the one thing that he needed to never feel alone for the rest of his life. He knew that they came in all shapes and sizes, that they could be any and all mystical creatures. But he had no idea what he was about to conjure up from nothing.
Reading the instructions, he felt his stomach drop when he saw that he had to fill a bowl with his own blood. How on Earth was he supposed to do that?
Baekhyun raced to the kitchen for a knife. He had one shot to do this before he gave up and chickened out.
He didn’t want to do this at first. He thought slicing his hand would be worth it if he could go up to Chanyeol with a familiar. But...if he couldn’t do it, he would look foolish. More than that, he was risking his time with Chanyeol, and his new home.
Reading over the instructions one last time, Baekhyun took a deep breath before nodding to himself, muttering, “Here goes nothing.”
He summoned all his willpower, focusing on the bowl in the center of an alchemy circle. The ingredients began to glow a bright gold, Baekhyun’s eyes shining bright. And suddenly, it stopped. The room lost all light, Baekhyun landing on his knees.
He failed. Baekhyun stared at the charred floor. His eyes began to water as he looked at the pile of ashes that had accumulated. “I messed up, I stole Chanyeol’s things and now he’s going to throw me out and I didn’t even get to summon a demon!!” he wailed as he set himself against the side of the bed.
“Well, you know, it could be worse. You could have been summoned on accident.” a deep voice grumbled behind him. Baekhyun jumped, his body jerking toward the voice.
A large black cat with ice blue eyes stared at Baekhyun. “Oh, come on. You’re a witch. Talking animals shouldn’t weird you out.”
Baekhyun blinked. It worked. He didn’t get the demon he was hoping for, but it worked.
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“Baekhyun!!! Open the door! Some things have been stolen from me!” Chanyeol was banging on his door, the urgency clear in his voice.
Shit. Baekhyun got up and threw his blanket over the burnt floor. “Stuff? What stuff?!” Baekhyun yelled back, trying to stall so he could find a place to place the talking cat.
Chanyeol banged on the door, harder and more frantic. Baekhyun could hear a meow outside, signalling Kyungsoo was in his cat form once again.
The black cat in his room automatically arched his back, the hairs ruffling themselves, standing up. The cat ran to Baekhyun, wrapping its tail around his ankles. “Stupid cat, hide!” Baekhyun hissed.
“I am not stupid.” the cat hissed back.
Chanyeol’s ‘knocking’ ceased. “Are you sure, Soo?”
Baekhyun froze. Kyungsoo can probably smell him.
“Baekhyun....why didn’t you just tell me you were trying to summon a familiar?!” Chanyeol exclaimed. The door burst open, Chanyeol’s grinning face greeting him on the other side of the door.
Baekhyun reached behind his neck, rubbing it awkwardly. “I- I was scared you’d throw me out if I failed.”
Chanyeol stopped smiling immediately. “Well, unfortunately for you that’s not how summoning works. Had you waited for that lesson, you might have known that. But! You did manage to summon something, so good job, Baek.” Chanyeol grinned at him while Kyungsoo sauntered over to the other black cat.
“Baekhyun, you cooked up a real pathetic excuse for a familiar. He has no pride (or respect) to even look at me.” Kyungsoo muttered, his tail swinging back and forth slowly. “Useless.”
The nameless cat in fact, was not looking up at Kyungsoo. “Stupid cat.”
“I’m not stupid!”
Kyungsoo laughed. “So what’s your name, cat?”
Everyone in the room faced the cat. “Kris. My name is Kris. And if you must know, I am not a familiar. I am a demon. An incubus to be exact, and I don’t like your tone.” the black cat fluffed his fur, ignoring the humans he was surrounded by.
Chanyeol stared. “Baekhyun....you…” the taller man shook his head. “You trapped a demon in a physical body.”
Baekhyun blinked. “I did what now?”
“Trapped. A. Demon.” The deep voice mumbled from his new perch on the bed. “You not only summoned me, but you trapped my ass, too.” Kris spoke, licking his paws.
“Oh. Well, oh.” Baekhyun stated dumbly. “Okay.”
Kyungsoo shifted then, his fur turning into a huge black sweater and sweats. He looked as fuzzy as his cat form did, but those eyes remained intense. “So you’re just going to let him off like that, Yeol?”
Chanyeol nodded. “I don’t see why not. That took me years to master, Soo. It’s kind of very very impressive on Baekhyun’s part, and you know it. You’re just jealous that Baekhyun also ha a cat now.”
Kyungsoo blushed a deep red. “I- I am not!” The short male turned on his heels, headed out of the door, Chanyeol following suit, his voice carrying out a faint “See you tomorrow, Baek!”
“He smelled delicious enough to play with.” Kris remarked. “Too bad I’m a cat. I hate cats.”
Baekhyun laughed. “Don’t be such a downer, Kris. At least you have a body now, right?”
Kris meowed. “Ugh, go away. I can already tell you’ll hate me soon, too. Everyone always does.”
Baekhyun shook his head, plopping down on his bed next to Kris. This didn’t sit well in Baekhyun’s heart. He sat up a bit and began to pet Kris’s head, stroking the fur until he could hear low purrs. “I won’t leave you. You’re my familiar now, demon or not. Plus, if you ask me, I think I did a pretty good job on you.”
Kris moved away from Baekhyun then, his eyes looked sad, and Baekhyun couldn’t help himself: he pressed a finger to Kris’s nose. “Cute,” he remarked.
“I am not cute! The second I find out how to go back to being a demon, I’m going to make you pay for this. That, or I’ll throw myself off the closest cliff.” Kris groaned, his voice sounding like a lengthy meow instead.
Baekhyun smiled to himself. This might not be so bad.
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The next few week of training, Baekhyun would drag Kris along, knowing full well the demon cat had a bit of low self-esteem and wanted to make him come out of his shell. Apparently, being summoned by a human, witch or not, was a disgrace to his kind.
Baekhyun constantly found himself trying to make it up to Kris in return. He bought him treats, gave him sweets, made him the fluffiest pillow he could manage. He even gave him fresh fish and chicken.
But as the days went on, Kris got more and more sad, Baekhyun was at his wit’s end. So he went to Chanyeol.
“Have you tried making him take human form?” He suggested. Baekhyun’s jaw dropped. “But only you’ve been able to do that, and you’re the Supreme!”
Chanyeol nodded. “Yeah, I am. Did you try asking the Supreme if he could pretty please with so many fucking cherries on top make Kris take on his humanoid image?”
Baekhyun’s hand went up into the air as he was about to protest, his brain not fully processing Chanyeol’s words. “Wait,” he shook his head in disbelief. “Seriously?”
Chanyeol nodded as he mixed together the potion he was working on to give to Kyungsoo. “I don’t see why not? You’re my best student, I like you, and I’m tired of seeing the both of you mope. You’re always complaining about how depressed Kris is, and he’s always complaining about being a ‘worthless cat’.”
Baekhyun’s eyes lit up, he had gotten really fond of Kris, and he wanted to see him happy, too. Plus, it might be interesting to see what he looked like as a human. He imagined someone with a voice like that had to be just as handsome as Kyungsoo or Chanyeol, whose voices were also deep.
Baekhyun wrapped his arms around CHanyeol, thanking him profusely before running to his room to look for Kris.
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Kris was lounging on Baekhyun’s bed as he usually did around this time. But Baekhyun didn’t care, he ran head first for the bed, diving in, making Kris jump up with a startled mewl.
“I have news for you, my dearest.” Kris looked up, not moving from his position on the bed. “Chanyeol can make you human.”
Kris’s ears perked. “So?” he muttered, pretending to not care.
“So?! So you can go and do demony things while I study. You said no one cares about you, but here I am, trying to help you. Come on Kris. Please?” Baekhyun waited a few seconds for Kris to think about it. He knew he wasn’t thinking about it at all, so Baekhyun scooped him up, and ran for Chanyeol’s study.
“Chanyeol! Do it before he rips off my a-!!” Baekhyun yelled as Kris clawed at his arm.
“Put me down, Baekhyun! If I make a pathetic cat, I’ll be an even more pathetic human!” He yelled, clawing at Baekhyun, blood starting to trickle down his arms. “Kris please trust me! I swear you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. You are not pathetic! If your fellow demons said that to you, it’s because they were jealous of something! But I believe in you.” Baekhyun was close to tears, but he had had enough.
Kris calmed down long enough for Chanyeol to pour a sleeping potion all over him. Chanyeol took the sleeping cat from Baekhyun, “Alright, let’s get him ready. Soo?”
Kyungsoo wandered over and held Kris while Chanyeol worked his magic on him. He chanted in a tongue even Baekhyun couldn’t decipher. The black of Chanyeol’s pupils taking over his entire eye, making him look demonic. A light grew from Kris’s chest, bright red, and then slowly changed to black. As Chanyeol chanted, Kyungsoo looked entranced, the shorter male looked close to tipping over, as if Kris was growing heavier. Baekhyun assumed that was the case, because soon, Kyungsoo was grunting, his arms shaking and Baekhyun went to help.
Chanyeol’s chanting paused, turning to face Baekhyun, “What are your intentions of helping this demon become human?”
Baekhyun blurted out the first answer he had. “I love him and want him to be happy like the rest of us.”
Chanyeol nodded, pitch back gaze returning to Kris. The light coming from Kris burst into pure white light wrapping around Kris, lifting him from Kyungsoo’s arms. Soon the cat was transforming, the limbs getting longer and longer, the fur fading away and turning into faint body hair.
Kris was half formed when Chanyeol hit the floor, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. “Chanyeol!” Baekhyun shouted, but Kyungsoo stopped him before he could reach. “Let him be, he’s still in a trance.”
Baekhyun nodded, backing away from Chanyeol, instead focusing on Kris, who’s body now seemed around (if not the same size) as Chanyeol.
The light did not increase, but Chanyeol did come back into focus. His body looked less stiff and a lot more grounded than before. Kyungsoo nodded at Baekhyun to go help Chanyeol up from the floor while he himself helped Kris to sit in his favorite nap chair.
“Damn demon, taking my chair…” Kyungsoo wasn’t pleased, but at least the dynamic duo would stop being mopey little shits. “Let them rest for today, Baekhyun. I’ll take Yeol back to his room.”
The taller boy nodded and left the room, getting one last glance at Kris who was still shining.
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Baekhyun couldn’t sleep that night. Chanyeol looked awful, Kris looked...well he didn’t know what he looked like, and that was the problem. He was dying to know. Baekhyun was almost ninety-nine point nine percent positive that Kris wasn’t just a demon, but rather an incubus. Which according to Baekhyun’s logic, was simply a sex demon. From what Baekhyun had read up on them, he was also certain that Kris was supposed to be attractive enough to bring both men and women down to their knees with just one look.
Huffing, Baekhyun finally threw off his covers. It was too hot, his body’s temperature rising to a fever-like temperature. “God dammit!” he yelled.
“That’s not a very nice thing to shout, Baekhyun.”
Baekhyun shot up in his bed. “Kris?”
A deep chuckle from somewhere in the room. “Who else?”
Shit. His voice sounds different. Baekhyun thought. Not bad, just...different.
He felt his bed dip under the weight of Kris’s new body.
“Kris?” Baekhyun felt his voice shake. The room was too hot, the sheets felt too soft, everything was off from what it was supposed to feel like. Usually these sheets were scratchy, the room too cold. Baekhyun sat, confused for several seconds before he felt Kris sit right next to him, the bed dipping low under his weight.
“What’s wrong, Baekhyun? We always sleep together.” Kris’s voice sounder sultry, a tone that he did not have as a cat. Baekhyun felt himself breathing deeply, his body broke out into a cold sweat, his body was reacting to how Kris moved.
When Kris moved closer, Baekhyun felt the entire room increase in heat, like a pulse flowing through the air. Baekhyun gulped when one of Kris’s hands landed on his thigh. “Baek? You’re sweating. You should take off your shirt.” Kris’s voice was travelling over Baekhyun’s body, sending shivers throughout.
His voice shook as he spoke. “I- I’m fine, Kris. Go sleep on the couch. The bed is way too small for both of us.”
Kris took that as a challenge, grabbing Baekhyun’s arm and forcing him to look at him. “Wanna bet?”
Baekhyun yelped as Kris snuck an arm under his thighs, behind his back and pulled him up onto his lap. “Kris!” Baekhyun’s legs were now on either side of Kris’s lap. “See? We both fit. Wouldn’t it be fun if we were like this...all...the...time?”
Baekhyun closed his eyes as Kris spoke. A huge part of him felt comfortable on his lap. He even felt cooler. His body temperature had gone down but his body still shivered.
Kris moved his hands to Baekhyun’s hips, moving him closer down to his crotch. “Comfortable?” Kris asked, his voice laced with tease.
“Kr-Kris. What are you..?”
Kris smirked, his left hand travelling up Baekhyun’s shirt, tracing over his stomach, feeling the toned lines and soft tummy. “You know exactly what, Baek. An incubus needs to feed off of sexual energy, after all.”
Baekhyun felt it then, the white hot heat was not coming from the room, but from Kris. Baekhyun had been feeling Kris’s arousal this entire time. It was coursing through him like the blood in his veins.
“Kris, you … fuck.” He breathed out when Kris pulled Baekhyun directly over his crotch. Kris was ready to go, his body had been craving this for far too long, he needed this.
Baekhyun arched into Kris’s body. He wanted this too, whether or not that was just Kris having an effect on him or not wasn’t clear.
“Kris. Make it go away.”
“Do I have your consent?” Kris asked, his mouth dangerously close to his ear.
Baekhyun was panting, he knew Kris was toying with him, their crotches rubbing together slowly now, Kris bringing Baekhyun down on him repeatedly. Forcing the tip of Kris’s clothed erection to press against his entrance.
“You have my consent. Just please.” Baekhyun wanted this so badly that he frantically began to tear off his shirt, throwing it to the floor then going for Kris's shirt as well.
“Someone is eager.” He chuckled.
“Oh please, we both know that it's your fault.” Baekhyun stared at Kris in the eyes before grabbing onto his shoulders to have better leverage, and rolled his hips.
Kris shuddered. “You're not the only one who can tease, Kris.”
The demon hissed, reaching back to grip Baekhyun’s ass. “Shorts off, Baek.” Kris ordered, the need in his voice just as apparent as Baekhyun’s.
Baekhyun stood up, shook off his shorts and underwear while Kris shook of his own. Baekhyun returned to the bed, swinging his leg over Kris. They stared at each other for what seemed like forever, Kris’s hands moving from behind Baekhyun to his face, bringing him forward. Their lips pressed together, electricity running through them on contact.
Baekhyun couldn’t remember how to breathe, let alone move around to be able to impale himself on Kris’s dick. From the kiss alone Baekhyun had convinced himself that losing his virginity to an incubus would be worth it. He realized that maybe the attraction he was feeling wasn’t simply based on the fact that Kris was a demon, but rather that Kris had been the demon he summoned and had been around for weeks.
Kris began to kiss down Baekhyun’s neck, his lips leaving light marks down his body until he reached a nipple to suck on. Kris played with both of Baekhyun’s nubs not letting up until they were shiny and hard.
Baekhyun felt his hand wrap around Kris’s neck for support while his back arched with every nibble to his body. His need grew by the second, and Kris hadn’t even begun to prepare him yet.
As if being able to read his mind, Kris let go of Baekhyun, gently laying his body down onto the mattress while he got on top of him. Kris held up three of his fingers to Baekhyun’s mouth. “Lick them up nice and good, baby boy.” He moaned when Baekhyun’s tongue wrapped around his fingers, but said nothing else. Instead, Kris moved down to lap at Baekhyun’s hole.
Moaning, Baekhyun continued to suck on Kris’s fingers, wet noises filling the room. Kris smiled when he pushed his tongue inside of Baekhyun. A mewl came from him, his back lifted a little from the bed, but soon relaxed as Kris made sure he was creating enough slick for his fingers to slip in.
One finger slipped in with ease, Baekhyun barely reacting at all. Kris pumped his finger until it slid in and out easily. The second finger had Baekhyun whimpering quietly, the discomfort not painful, just awkward. Kris smiled as he spread his fingers, forcing Baekhyun’s hole to stretch. Kris used this opportunity to look for Baekhyun’s prostate, finding it a few moments later by hooking his fingers downwards, causing him to moan out.
“Kris, fuck. There, again!” Baekhyun’s back was starting to rise from the bed again, and Kris knew he was close to losing his mind when he began to trace the third finger around his hole. “One more baby, and then I can fuck you with my cock.” He whispered.
Baekhyun let out a whine, his hand going down to stroke himself. “Hurry, please.”
Kris chuckled, his voice sounding darker and heavier than when they began. “Whatever you want,” he said, pushing his finger into Baekhyun, stretching him as far as Kris knew he would need. Baekhyun groaned out at the feeling of being so full, his hand on his dick slowing to a languid pace, waiting for Kris to just pull his fingers out and fuck him already.
Again, on cue, Kris did what Baekhyun was thinking. “Ready?” He asked. Baekhyun looked up at Kris, before letting his head fall back to the bed, a ‘yes, fuck, just do it already, please.”
Kris nodded, moving into position and pulling Baekhyun’s legs over his shoulders. “It might feel weird.”
“I don’t care, just fucking do it already!” Baekhyun moaned out when he felt Kris spit all over his hole, taking some of it with his hand to spread it on his throbbing cock. “Well, since you asked so nicely.”
Pushing in was easier than he thought. Baekhyun was taking him in well, his greedy hole taking it inch by inch until Kris was balls deep. “Fuck.” They both moaned out at the feeling. Kris from being in such a delicious heat, and Baekhyun from being filled so deeply.
Kris leaned down to his elbows, lowering himself just enough that he was able to kiss Baekhyun and wait for him to adjust fully. They remained like that for several moments, kissing until their lips were red and puffy. Baekhyun began to move his hips back against Kris, signalling that he was ready for him to move.
Slowly, Kris began a pace that had Baekhyun mewling. The witch had a hard time breathing, but continued to yell out and gasp whenever Kris thrust into him a certain way that had him close to tears.
Their kissing became desperate as Kris began to pound into him, his dick sliding in smoothly while Baekhyun clenched and moaned out in pure pleasure.
Kris smirked as Baekhyun picked up the pace on his own dick, pumping it in time to Kris’s thrusts.
“Kris, fuck. Harder!”
Obliging, Kris started to thrust deep and hard causing Baekhyun to move up on the bed a few centimeters each time.
“Jesu-! Fuck. Kris, fuck!!!” Baekhyun yelled as Kris was beginning to completely wreck him, his dick colliding with his prostate on every thrust.
“Look at you, taking me so fucking well. Next time, I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't need to jerking off.” Kris spoke with a tone that seemed so possessive that Baekhyun could feel his eyes roll to the back of his head.
“Please, just make me cum already!”
Kris smirked, smacking away Baekhyun's hand from his dick and began to jerking him off himself.
“Is this better, Baekhyun? Me, taking complete control over your body?”
Baekhyun stared, the pounding to his prostate making him see stars. “Yes! God, yes!”
Kris smiled, kissing Baekhyun desperately as he thrust in harder and faster than before, Baekhyun actually crying this time, his entire body shook from the amount of stimulation he was receiving.
“Cum for me, baby.” Kris whispered on Baekhyun's lips. “Now.”
Baekhyun shivered, but felt his body reacting to Kris's command. His walls clenched as cum spurted from his dick, covering his stomach, making him look shiny and sending Kris over the edge.
A loud wail of pleasure sounded throughout the room. It took them both a second or so to realize that that wailing had been the two of them coming.
Baekhyun ended up looking like a complete mess: sticky all over, cum dripping out of his ass as soon as Kris pulled out.
Kris laid out next to him, an arm still hanging around his body, gently massaging his sides. “I might be a demon, but you, are one hell of a good fuck.”
Baekhyun blushed despite the comment. “Yeah, well. I might not have summoned what I wanted but I got what I needed.”
Kris smiled and hugged Baekhyun, stickiness be damned. “I'm glad you ended up with me. Even if I made it kinda hard to be around when I low-key hated myself.”
Baekhyun laughed. “I'm a good person, I know.”
Kris rolled his eyes. “Yeah, okay. Sure thing, Baek.”
“Whatever, just go to sleep you dumb cat.”