Almost Human 9
Title: Almost Human 9
Pairing: Heechul/Hero/Micky, Heechul/Max, Heechul/Junsu
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: If I had human pets, I would want them to be JaeChun too, but I don't. Turns out slavery is illegal and morally wrong. /eyeroll/
Summary: Demon Lord Heechul has a soft spot for his human pets. And angels, apparently.
Warning: bondage, slavery
A/N: This fic is for chunsangel because, for my birthday, she drew the picture that inspired it.
A/N 2: I think I'm going to write this universe until I don't feel like it anymore. I don't think it'll have a "story" persay, but it's too addicting to just leave as a one shot. And it's going to be fun to see if I can make every part 1666 words :) I've changed the tagged to chaptered and the damn thing wants to have a plot ... so we'll see ...
Part 9:
Heechul leaned back on his ostentatious throne. The demon in front of him was muttering about something to do with the energy stream shorting out. The one before him had the same complaint. His attendant was going to get a severe talking to about screening these people properly. He absently ran his hands through Micky's hair.
"Yes, yes, I am aware of the problem," Heechul said, glowering just a little bit. "Were you not listening to the demon before you?" Heechul stood up. "I am done with this nonsense. The stream will be fixed tomorrow. You are all dismissed."
Slowly the Main Hall of his manor cleared out, and Heechul sank into the divan. Hero and Micky kneeled by him, heads resting on the edge of their couch.
"Why do I do this?" Heechul muttered while scratching their scalps. "Everyone else is stupid. I just want to destroy them all."
Hero smiled, arching into the touch.
A throat cleared, and Heechul turned his head slowly, glaring at whoever dared to disturb him when he had dismissed them all.
"P-pardon me, Lord Heechul," the attendant stammered. "An angel is here to see you. Unannounced."
"Who?" Heechul asked, surprised.
"He will speak to no one but you, my Lord."
Heechul waved his hand in dismissal. "Then he shall wait."
"Yes, my Lord."
Heechul turned back to his pets, caressing their skin as he thought about who this unannounced angelic visitor could be. If Siwon had any problems, he'd go directly to Lucifer, and the only angel that might come to Heechul was Hangeng, but last time Hangeng visited, Heechul had tried to tie him up and keep him, so he doubted it was Hangeng.
Could it be Junsu?
Heechul froze, eyes wide, and then he laughed. He pulled first Micky up to his lips for a kiss, and then Hero. "I do believe my curiosity is peaked. Let's go see what angelic being has decided to visit me, my darlings."
Heechul held out his hands for them to follow and left the main hall.
Standing, prim and proper, just inside the front door was Junsu. Even standing up straight, Heechul could see the definite curve of his ass.
“SuSu darling, whatever are you doing here?"
Junsu's eyes darted around to those within earshot. "I would prefer to have this conversation in private, Lord Heechul."
Heechul smirked. "Why? We are all comrades here, are we not? And whatever we do in private, we can do in the hallway."
Junsu swallowed. "Please, Lord Heechul."
Heechul stalked up to him, almost touching. He lifted Junsu's face with a finger under his chin. Whispering, he said, "Shouldn't you be calling me, My Lord?"
Junsu's wide eyes fluttered shut; a tear dropped down his cheek. "P-please, my Lord. In private."
Heechul took his other hand and slid it over Junsu's hip. It was easy to find his erection through the layers of light cloth. "No. Here, or you can turn your perfect little ass around and go back to the angel realm."
Junsu shook his head. "I-I can't. I ... so guilty."
"For wanting this?" Heechul asked, squeezing Junsu's hard cock.
Junsu moaned and nodded. "You. For wanting you."
Heechul smiled and leaned closer to those shiny lips. "And what if I don't want you? What will you do to convince me to keep you and not send you back to Siwon to pay for your sins?"
“Whatever you want me to do.”
“Such a good answer,” Heechul mused, patting his cheek. He shut his eyes, called up his magic and listened as it ripped and cut Junsu’s robes. Sheared them off his body, shredded them into fine confetti that floated around the two of them until the angel was naked. His skin flushed, pebbling from the sudden air.
“Kneel,” Heechul said, harshly.
Shaking, Junsu sank to his knees, eyes on the floor.
Lust and power curled through Heechul.
Hell, he’d forgotten what it felt like to have an angel kneel before him. He really needed to start bringing more of them over. He took a step to his left, putting his crotch right in front of Junsu’s face, and he unfastened his belt, not caring when it smacked Junsu’s cheek. Pants down, Heechul said, “Open your mouth, my angel.”
Junsu shivered, licked his lips and opened his mouth. Heechul ran his hard dick over his lips, teasing, just enough to get the tip of him wet.
“You’re so beautiful,” Heechul whispered. “Beauty is wasted on angels. They do nothing with it, though some are arrogant enough to realize they are beautiful. You can have legions of demons kneeling just for a look at you.”
Heechul curled a finger around Junsu’s lower lip, opening his mouth wider. His dick pushed further, and Junsu’s mouth tightened around it. Junsu’s eyes shut with a gasp and Heechul cupped his face, slipping more into Junsu’s mouth, seeing how far he could go. The angel gagged almost right away and Heechul smirked, thrusting deeper anyway. He choked Junsu for just a few minutes. Heechul figured Junsu could practice sucking cock on someone else.
But no one else was getting that plump ass first.
Withdrawing, Heechul smacked Junsu’s cheek with his dick and then used magic again to turn one of the potted plants into a makeshift bed, though it wasn’t really large enough to be called a bed, and it didn’t have a back so it wasn’t a couch. It blocked the hallway, and Heechul noted the small crowd of demons watching.
“Jerk off if you want,” Heechul said to them.
Junsu went a darker shade of red, shame burning through him.
Heechul didn’t care. He grabbed Junsu’s hair, like he would his pets and dragged him to the bed. “Get up there,” he said.
Junsu crawled up, staying on his hands and knees in the middle of the bed. Heechul finished undressing, handing his silk shirt to a watching attendant to keep from ruining it. Heechul kneeled behind Junsu, massaging his perfect ass.
A small, intricate tattoo of feathery wings spiraled between his shoulder blades. It wasn’t any bigger than the spread of Heechul’s hand. With a light touch, he caressed it and Junsu cried out in pain. It probably did hurt to have a demon touch such a sacred mark that was ingrained in the angel’s soul.
“My naughty angel,” Heechul murmured, and then brought his hand back and spanked that round ass. The muscles jiggled and he did it again, and again, littering the skin with pink handprints. Junsu moaned, head lowering to the bed.
Heechul rubbed the now-red cheeks before leaning down and running his tongue up and down the cleft of Junsu’s ass. The angel tasted so pure and clean. It was addicting and again, Heechul thought to himself that he really needed to go tempt more angels into his realm.
“Such a beauty,” Heechul said again. He whispered an easy spell, and a viscous liquid covered his fingers. He brought that hand down to Junsu’s ass and used the other to spread him open. Junsu’s virgin opening clenched in anticipation. Heechul pressed his finger to the puckered treat, and it squeezed shut, not letting him in. Heechul tsked and tried again, pushing harder until his fingertip pressed through the tight ring of muscles. And then he kept going, filling the pulsating channel completely.
Junsu shouted out and tried to pull away from the intrusion.
“Relax,” Heechul said, rubbing his lower back. “The more you fight it, the worse it will be.”
A demon gasped, biting off the sound of an orgasm.
Heechul grinned and leaned over Junsu’s body. “Do you like knowing that all these demons are watching us? Watching me fuck you for the first time? Taking your oh so nicely offered virginity?” he whispered in Junsu’s ear and started moving his finger, in and out, oh so slowly.
Junsu keened and nodded, unable to actually say anything.
Heechul added a second finger, speeding up and spreading them. He wanted inside this tight ass sooner rather than later.
Junsu kept screaming and moaning. His fingers dug into the soft surface below him. With another whispered spell, Heechul covered his cock in lube, hissing at how sensitive it was.
Heechul pulled his fingers free and watched for a moment as Junsu’s stretched ass tried to clamp down again. He swiped his cock up and down Junsu’s cleft, smirking at the begging whimpering mess that used to be such a pious pure angel. He held his cock firmly, gripped Junsu’s hip and forced the tip inside him. Junsu’s scream echoed off the walls.
Heechul froze, eyes crossing, breath stopping at how tightly Junsu’s body held him. He needed to start fucking more virgins too.
With a deep breath, Heechul thrust forward, forcing himself into Junsu, pulling out and doing it again, and again, until he was pressed against Junsu’s ass, slamming into it. Junsu tried to get away from it, crying and begging for him to stop that it hurt. Heechul gripped his hips tighter and moved faster, pulling him back as he thrust forward, their bodies slapping together.
And then Junsu gave up, sagged to the bed and whimpered while Heechul fucked him.
Heechul laughed and ran his hands over Junsu’s skin, up his back, to that tattoo. As soon as he touched it, Junsu screamed again. Heechul laid his hand flat, called into the deepest part of his magic and severed, burned and destroyed the link between Junsu and the Angel Realm.
Junsu screamed until he was hoarse, and then as Heechul pumped more and more demon magic into his soul, Junsu’s body spamsed in a strong orgasm, come splattering all over the bed beneath him.
Junsu passed out.
Heechul’s dick slipped out of him and he muttered in annoyance. Gripping the slack body, Heechul lifted his ass and pushed his cock in, fucking the fallen angel until he came over and over, cementing the new demonic bond between them.
Part 10: Back in the Bathroom
Part 8: Back in the Ballroom
Part 7: Back in the Air
Part 6: Back in the Bedroom
Part 5: In the Bathroom
Part 4: In the Hallway
Part 3: In the Ballroom
Part 2: In The Air
Part 1: In The Bedroom
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Pairing: Heechul/Hero/Micky, Heechul/Max, Heechul/Junsu
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: If I had human pets, I would want them to be JaeChun too, but I don't. Turns out slavery is illegal and morally wrong. /eyeroll/
Summary: Demon Lord Heechul has a soft spot for his human pets. And angels, apparently.
Warning: bondage, slavery
A/N: This fic is for chunsangel because, for my birthday, she drew the picture that inspired it.
A/N 2: I think I'm going to write this universe until I don't feel like it anymore. I don't think it'll have a "story" persay, but it's too addicting to just leave as a one shot. And it's going to be fun to see if I can make every part 1666 words :) I've changed the tagged to chaptered and the damn thing wants to have a plot ... so we'll see ...
Part 9:
Heechul leaned back on his ostentatious throne. The demon in front of him was muttering about something to do with the energy stream shorting out. The one before him had the same complaint. His attendant was going to get a severe talking to about screening these people properly. He absently ran his hands through Micky's hair.
"Yes, yes, I am aware of the problem," Heechul said, glowering just a little bit. "Were you not listening to the demon before you?" Heechul stood up. "I am done with this nonsense. The stream will be fixed tomorrow. You are all dismissed."
Slowly the Main Hall of his manor cleared out, and Heechul sank into the divan. Hero and Micky kneeled by him, heads resting on the edge of their couch.
"Why do I do this?" Heechul muttered while scratching their scalps. "Everyone else is stupid. I just want to destroy them all."
Hero smiled, arching into the touch.
A throat cleared, and Heechul turned his head slowly, glaring at whoever dared to disturb him when he had dismissed them all.
"P-pardon me, Lord Heechul," the attendant stammered. "An angel is here to see you. Unannounced."
"Who?" Heechul asked, surprised.
"He will speak to no one but you, my Lord."
Heechul waved his hand in dismissal. "Then he shall wait."
"Yes, my Lord."
Heechul turned back to his pets, caressing their skin as he thought about who this unannounced angelic visitor could be. If Siwon had any problems, he'd go directly to Lucifer, and the only angel that might come to Heechul was Hangeng, but last time Hangeng visited, Heechul had tried to tie him up and keep him, so he doubted it was Hangeng.
Could it be Junsu?
Heechul froze, eyes wide, and then he laughed. He pulled first Micky up to his lips for a kiss, and then Hero. "I do believe my curiosity is peaked. Let's go see what angelic being has decided to visit me, my darlings."
Heechul held out his hands for them to follow and left the main hall.
Standing, prim and proper, just inside the front door was Junsu. Even standing up straight, Heechul could see the definite curve of his ass.
“SuSu darling, whatever are you doing here?"
Junsu's eyes darted around to those within earshot. "I would prefer to have this conversation in private, Lord Heechul."
Heechul smirked. "Why? We are all comrades here, are we not? And whatever we do in private, we can do in the hallway."
Junsu swallowed. "Please, Lord Heechul."
Heechul stalked up to him, almost touching. He lifted Junsu's face with a finger under his chin. Whispering, he said, "Shouldn't you be calling me, My Lord?"
Junsu's wide eyes fluttered shut; a tear dropped down his cheek. "P-please, my Lord. In private."
Heechul took his other hand and slid it over Junsu's hip. It was easy to find his erection through the layers of light cloth. "No. Here, or you can turn your perfect little ass around and go back to the angel realm."
Junsu shook his head. "I-I can't. I ... so guilty."
"For wanting this?" Heechul asked, squeezing Junsu's hard cock.
Junsu moaned and nodded. "You. For wanting you."
Heechul smiled and leaned closer to those shiny lips. "And what if I don't want you? What will you do to convince me to keep you and not send you back to Siwon to pay for your sins?"
“Whatever you want me to do.”
“Such a good answer,” Heechul mused, patting his cheek. He shut his eyes, called up his magic and listened as it ripped and cut Junsu’s robes. Sheared them off his body, shredded them into fine confetti that floated around the two of them until the angel was naked. His skin flushed, pebbling from the sudden air.
“Kneel,” Heechul said, harshly.
Shaking, Junsu sank to his knees, eyes on the floor.
Lust and power curled through Heechul.
Hell, he’d forgotten what it felt like to have an angel kneel before him. He really needed to start bringing more of them over. He took a step to his left, putting his crotch right in front of Junsu’s face, and he unfastened his belt, not caring when it smacked Junsu’s cheek. Pants down, Heechul said, “Open your mouth, my angel.”
Junsu shivered, licked his lips and opened his mouth. Heechul ran his hard dick over his lips, teasing, just enough to get the tip of him wet.
“You’re so beautiful,” Heechul whispered. “Beauty is wasted on angels. They do nothing with it, though some are arrogant enough to realize they are beautiful. You can have legions of demons kneeling just for a look at you.”
Heechul curled a finger around Junsu’s lower lip, opening his mouth wider. His dick pushed further, and Junsu’s mouth tightened around it. Junsu’s eyes shut with a gasp and Heechul cupped his face, slipping more into Junsu’s mouth, seeing how far he could go. The angel gagged almost right away and Heechul smirked, thrusting deeper anyway. He choked Junsu for just a few minutes. Heechul figured Junsu could practice sucking cock on someone else.
But no one else was getting that plump ass first.
Withdrawing, Heechul smacked Junsu’s cheek with his dick and then used magic again to turn one of the potted plants into a makeshift bed, though it wasn’t really large enough to be called a bed, and it didn’t have a back so it wasn’t a couch. It blocked the hallway, and Heechul noted the small crowd of demons watching.
“Jerk off if you want,” Heechul said to them.
Junsu went a darker shade of red, shame burning through him.
Heechul didn’t care. He grabbed Junsu’s hair, like he would his pets and dragged him to the bed. “Get up there,” he said.
Junsu crawled up, staying on his hands and knees in the middle of the bed. Heechul finished undressing, handing his silk shirt to a watching attendant to keep from ruining it. Heechul kneeled behind Junsu, massaging his perfect ass.
A small, intricate tattoo of feathery wings spiraled between his shoulder blades. It wasn’t any bigger than the spread of Heechul’s hand. With a light touch, he caressed it and Junsu cried out in pain. It probably did hurt to have a demon touch such a sacred mark that was ingrained in the angel’s soul.
“My naughty angel,” Heechul murmured, and then brought his hand back and spanked that round ass. The muscles jiggled and he did it again, and again, littering the skin with pink handprints. Junsu moaned, head lowering to the bed.
Heechul rubbed the now-red cheeks before leaning down and running his tongue up and down the cleft of Junsu’s ass. The angel tasted so pure and clean. It was addicting and again, Heechul thought to himself that he really needed to go tempt more angels into his realm.
“Such a beauty,” Heechul said again. He whispered an easy spell, and a viscous liquid covered his fingers. He brought that hand down to Junsu’s ass and used the other to spread him open. Junsu’s virgin opening clenched in anticipation. Heechul pressed his finger to the puckered treat, and it squeezed shut, not letting him in. Heechul tsked and tried again, pushing harder until his fingertip pressed through the tight ring of muscles. And then he kept going, filling the pulsating channel completely.
Junsu shouted out and tried to pull away from the intrusion.
“Relax,” Heechul said, rubbing his lower back. “The more you fight it, the worse it will be.”
A demon gasped, biting off the sound of an orgasm.
Heechul grinned and leaned over Junsu’s body. “Do you like knowing that all these demons are watching us? Watching me fuck you for the first time? Taking your oh so nicely offered virginity?” he whispered in Junsu’s ear and started moving his finger, in and out, oh so slowly.
Junsu keened and nodded, unable to actually say anything.
Heechul added a second finger, speeding up and spreading them. He wanted inside this tight ass sooner rather than later.
Junsu kept screaming and moaning. His fingers dug into the soft surface below him. With another whispered spell, Heechul covered his cock in lube, hissing at how sensitive it was.
Heechul pulled his fingers free and watched for a moment as Junsu’s stretched ass tried to clamp down again. He swiped his cock up and down Junsu’s cleft, smirking at the begging whimpering mess that used to be such a pious pure angel. He held his cock firmly, gripped Junsu’s hip and forced the tip inside him. Junsu’s scream echoed off the walls.
Heechul froze, eyes crossing, breath stopping at how tightly Junsu’s body held him. He needed to start fucking more virgins too.
With a deep breath, Heechul thrust forward, forcing himself into Junsu, pulling out and doing it again, and again, until he was pressed against Junsu’s ass, slamming into it. Junsu tried to get away from it, crying and begging for him to stop that it hurt. Heechul gripped his hips tighter and moved faster, pulling him back as he thrust forward, their bodies slapping together.
And then Junsu gave up, sagged to the bed and whimpered while Heechul fucked him.
Heechul laughed and ran his hands over Junsu’s skin, up his back, to that tattoo. As soon as he touched it, Junsu screamed again. Heechul laid his hand flat, called into the deepest part of his magic and severed, burned and destroyed the link between Junsu and the Angel Realm.
Junsu screamed until he was hoarse, and then as Heechul pumped more and more demon magic into his soul, Junsu’s body spamsed in a strong orgasm, come splattering all over the bed beneath him.
Junsu passed out.
Heechul’s dick slipped out of him and he muttered in annoyance. Gripping the slack body, Heechul lifted his ass and pushed his cock in, fucking the fallen angel until he came over and over, cementing the new demonic bond between them.
Part 10: Back in the Bathroom
Part 8: Back in the Ballroom
Part 7: Back in the Air
Part 6: Back in the Bedroom
Part 5: In the Bathroom
Part 4: In the Hallway
Part 3: In the Ballroom
Part 2: In The Air
Part 1: In The Bedroom
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