[=|Incubus|=|TaeJinKook|=]
[=|Demon|=]

Warning: Smut and sexual assault
Only at the end, you can read until the 💗 and one at the end to signal it's over.

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Seokjin sighed deeply, groaning as he rubbed his sore shoulder. He was so glad to see home and couldn't wait to see his lover again.

It was their anniversary, a night full of surprises ahead.

Seokjin turns the lock on the door, shutting it behind him as he turns on the lights, finding a note of his boyfriend on the table telling him he's working late hours.

With a sigh of deep anticipation, Seokjin rushes up to his bedroom.

Outside, the stars shine upon a creature of many, a woman with four small horns from her forehead, with small leathery wings and a devil's tail swaying with need.

A deep purr rumbles in her throat as she catches a blink of Seokjin through the window, her core burning with desire for his body.

Not waiting one second, she lunges for the window, her claws crawling herself up the drainpipe and jumping through the open window.

Seokjin, not noticing the new company, pays no mind to the cold breeze against his skin as he puts on a new shirt. Something fancier and more appealing to the eye than his work clothing.

The soft giggle of a female turns his body to stone, fear jumping into his mind.

Was someone there?

His question is answered when a sharp curvy, red painted nail curls over his chest from under his arms.

All blood drains from his face, not even a single bit flushed at the contact, but fear.

Only one species has nails like that, and they are banned from their world.

"Look what a handsome treat I've gotten myself." The woman purrs seductively.

Seokjin starts to shake, heat surrounding his body from the influence of the succubus.

Her sweet sultry voice rings in his head and his body immediately tenses up more than it already has.

"S-stop it!" He mumbles, biting his lip to prevent himself from giving in.

The succubus lets out an annoying, selfish hiss at the defensive softy, not liking that he's not submitting one bit.

But she has more tricks up her sleeve.

"Oh, but master, you're probably so, so lonely all alone. Wouldn't want someone to keep your bed warm with you? Or your cock, perhaps?"

Seokjin shouts in denial as the succubus lowers her hand to his crotch, wanting to grab the masterpiece of his manhood.

Seokjin suddenly screams, catching the succubus wildly off guard. She flinches and lowers her attack, giving Seokjin the chance he needs.

He runs away from the succubus and flees downstairs, the shouting sex demon running after him.

Seokjin can't stop.

One way to kill an incubus is not by stabbing them, or murdering them.

It's showing affection to another person than them.

But, Seokjin's lover isn't here currently. Unfortunately.

So he grabs the sharpest kitchen knife he can find, and just as the succubus turns the corner with a hunger in rage, she sees the weapon.

Her angry face turns and suddenly she begins to laugh. Loudly.

"You really thought a little pain would hurt me?!" She yells. "I am the only one for you!"

Seokjin's hands begin to shake as the succubus draws closer and she pulls down the bra covering her bust, moaning at the freedom of her breasts.

Seokjin looks away, the scent of the succubus suffocating him in a riling rush of pleasure.

The demon gently pulls the knife from his grip, noticing his shaking breaths and salty tears.

She hushes him quietly, her sweet voice whispering in his ear as she slowly undoes the buttons of Seokjin's shirt, placing a soft kiss with her full lips on his collarbone, slowly going down to his chest, capturing one of his now exposed nipples between her teeth.

Seokjin's weakness is showing through the façade, a soft whimper passing through his lips, his mind begging Hoseok to come back home.

"I bet you'll fuck me so good." The succubus moans. "So hard and rough!"

Seokjin, at that, snaps at her. His hand manages to grab the knife and stabs it into her shoulder with a scream.

"I don't fuck anyone!" He yells, panting when the succubus looks up at him with sad teary eyes, black pink sparkles running down her smooth cheeks.

"B-but... Why?" She sobs.

Seokjin can feel his strength returning to him as he twists the weapon in her skin. "I am the one getting fucked." He snarls, pushing her off him.

The succubus takes a sweet moaning breath, clawing at Seokjin's chest to hold on, but is too weak to stay awake.

With a sigh of relief, Seokjin drops to the floor and cries, tears sobbing down his cheeks that he just murdered someone.

Seconds later, the door opens and a panicked Hoseok runs inside.

"Jinnie?!" He screams. His eyes fall onto the crying figure in the room and he scowls.

Anger surges in him and Seokjin notices his voice, running to engulf his boyfriend into a hug, but the younger pushes him away.

"Stay away from me you demonic scum!" Hoseok yells. "What have you done to my Jinnie?!"

Seokjin, still crying, falls to his knees, shaking and too weak to stand. "H-Hobi... I am your Jinnie..."

"LIES!" Hoseok yells angrily, taking his hunter's gun, aiming it right at his lover.

Seokjin is shattered and heartbroken, knowing fully well it's loaded, and that expression is not the joking kind.

"H-Hobi!"

"I'd run if you want to live, demon scum." Hoseok snaps at him.

Seokjin tries to reason with him, but Hoseok's finger twitches and he begins to count.

Seokjin knows he isn't kidding...

But it's him!

Hoseok grits his teeth, muttering a "your choice," and pulls the trigger.

Seokjin gasps, pulling himself aside, yet not fast enough.

The bullet pierces his shoulder, sending shocks and burns of heavy pain through his veins and he screams in pain, his hand covering the wound.

"H-Hoseok--!"

"LEAVE!!"

Crying and bleeding, Seokjin rushes to get himself out of the house, looking at his wound.

His eyes grow wide with fear, however.

Sparkles of pink, red and a mixture of red and black blood leaks from his shoulder, sharp nails edging at his fingertips.

But how?!

The only way for a new incubus to be born was for a succubus or an incubus to have sex with them!

DNA exchange!

But then how did this happen?

Crying and screaming, his heart broken and shattered, he feels himself weaken.

Nothing is left for him anyway.

He kneels down in the forest, allowing a last glance at the moon before he lets darkness take over him, hopefully ending his suffering.

°•●•°

"Hyung! Help me with him!"

"He's a monster. No."

"HYUNG!!"

"Don't yell! You're scaring the pixies away!"

"Fuck the pixies! Help me get him inside!"

The two wolves have been snarling at each other back and forth over the passed out and wounded incubus on the smaller's back.

"Yoongi. Fucking help me get him inside the house."

"Jimin. I won't help you get that thing inside the house."

Jimin, huffing and scowling at his brother, grumbles curse words at him, lifting one of his feet and kicking at the wooden door a few times.

His companions grumbles something about expensive wood and grabs the smaller's ankle, growling at him before opening the door.

It's a cozy warm cabin, but to those in the big city it's more of a massive dog house.

Jimin returns the older a growl, but smirks when the wolf gives into a small smirk.

"You dog."

"You're the dog."

Jimin nods, rubbing his cheek over Yoongi's, who proudly runs a hand through his brown hair.

He carefully sets the incubus down on one of the smaller beds, cleaning out the wound, before pulling his beloved brother with him to their own bed.

The incubus will be thankful when he wakes up.

But the result was more of a scream.

The moment Seokjin wakes up, he is afraid, shocked, and overall, feeling sick.

His body is alive with a burning fire. His eyes open wide, desire crawling at his throat.

His head hurts, but not from a headache, he feels as if he's sitting on something, like a knot, and it keeps hurting more and more, and his back stings.

The door opens, a small, fragile looking male rushing in to help.

Although, Jimin can immediately tell he's new to this all. He purrs a little, caressing Seokjin's smooth cheek.

"You're alright now. You're healing fine."

Seokjin looks at his patched shoulder, but he doesn't have the energy to cry and no more tears left in him.

His big eyes take in the loving and caring face of Jimin, who's smile then curls into a smirk with deep hooded eyes.

"My, my... How beautiful of an incubus you are."

"W-what?"

Before he can ask himself what happened the brown-haired wolf has eagerly smashed their lips together, a desperate moan dragging off his tongue.

Seokjin, not knowing what happened, is overcome by a desire. A fire in his veins and skin that begs him to keep this up.

Noticing the sweet calm taste of the wolf's lips, Seokjin hungrily kisses him back, tugging at his roots of hair to get him further into his embrace.

The door opens again, revealing a loud growling alpha, ears pressed against his scalp and claws ready to exterminate the incubus.

"GET THE FUCK OFF OF HIM!!"

Jimin lets out a desperate whine when he's pulled away, begging the older wolf to let him closer.

"This is why I despise your species." Yoongi growls, pure hatred in his voice.

Seokjin, slowly calming down from his lust, looks up at him, tears brimming in his eyes.

"B-but I'm not--"

"You assaulted my brother!"

"But I didn't mean--!"

"OUT!!"

Jimin, still whining and begging to be destroyed by the incubus, begins to calm down, passing out in his brother's arms.

Seokjin, afraid and abandoned, starts to run. The moment his bare feet are set in the dirt, he sets course to nowhere.

He doesn't know the forest as well as Hoseok does, and he's exhausted from the pain in his feet as he trips over logs and branches, stepping on mushrooms and even houses of tiny forest pixies.

He trips, falls and hurts his arm, crying tears he no longer has.

His luck has found a lake. A small lake who seems to be owned by the water pixies, who scream and fly away, fleeing into their house.

Seokjin slowly looks over the edge, the water stilling, his reflection becoming clearer.

The sight nearly makes Seokjin scream.

His bright eyes, once filled with dark chocolate, have turned full with red desire. Large dominant horns curling over his hair in a brown-redish color, layer by layer to shape an S.

He has small marking of horns just above his brows, with fully grown sharp nails and a skin smoother than a gem. His skin is flawless and beautiful, his lips glossed in pink.

His eyes, covered by long lashes, now screaming with lust whether he feels like it or not.

Behind him, as he turns to look, is a long tail, devilish with a sharp layered end, and wings yet to grow, leathery, like a bat's.

Seokjin doesn't want to accept his new form.

He has no tears to shed, but cries himself silently to sleep after running for an entire day...

°•●•°

One bump. A groan. Gasps.

Second bump. Another groan. More gasps.

Third bump. Seokjin whines in pain and shoots up, ready to fight whoever woke him up.

He cries out in pain as his horns hit the top of a metal cage, electric wires surrounding the bars that hold him in place.

Seokjin stays in the middle, afraid of hitting any of the electric wiring.

He looks around, shocked to see more of the species he has never seen before.

Hoseok might have...

A female centaur, with the upper body of a woman and the lower half of a horse, shares one of the bigger cages, together with a big male satyr.

The satyr was already big, but not only does he look hopeless, he looks wounded as well.

The second largest cage is his own, with one of a harpy. A female who has massive bird wings for arms and hawk claws for her lower legs.

The more of them are smaller creatures.

Different types of pixies and alive forest critters. Even some who live in the dark and some who live in the sun.

Seokjin notices one thing... and he hates it.

They are all afraid of him.

Every single one of them has pushed themselves as far away as they possibly can from him.

The only one who seemed calm about this was the satyr, who scoffs at the fear of the others.

"You aren't from this world, are you?" He asks.

Seokjin, knowing it's towards him, shakes his head, tears again welling in his eyes.

The centaur cautiously leans closer. "Are you... Are you alright?" She asks hesitantly.

Seokjin, once again, shakes his head and starts to cry, blurting out everything that happened.

From the succubus' attack to the shot in his arm and the two wolf brothers, to his reflection and pain.

The pixies let out a soft cry at his sadness and sorrow.

Seokjin yelps when he turns at a soft, melodious voice.

"You were once human, isn't that right?"

Seokjin nods, his jaw dropping at the beautiful scaled tails from the two mermaids in the water tank.

The mermaid giggles at his reaction. "I think I know someone who can help you."

"Really?!"

The mermaid nods, a smile growing on her face, seeing Seokjin lighten up.

"I heard of a legend. A demon, living deep in the dark Forbidden Forest with pitch black wings made of the souls of many creatures he has ripped from their owners and hosts. Legends say he has a solution for every single creature, although those are legends, and the truths have never been told by those who have survived in the Forbidden Forest."

The mermaid dives to the bottom of the tank at those words, shivering, her fellow mermaid whining.

"I don't ever want to go there! It sounds haunting!"

Seokjin doesn't listen to it. His red sparkly eyes light up. There is a way to go back! To return to his boyfriend with loving arms!

"It may be true, but it is no use." The centaur sighs in defeat. "My friends have been taken right before my eyes. We are going to be sold. Either used as slaves or pets. And knowing your fate, your uncontrollable lust will be abused by someone greedy."

Seokjin's one chance of hope instantly falls, new tears welling in his eyes.

"Don't worry!" One of the pixies in the cage above him says softly, trying to reach a small hand towards him. "Everything will be okay..."

If only Seokjin could believe that. With nothing but hope to hold onto, he curls himself into a ball waiting in fear for their destination.

°•●•°

The carriage eventually comes to a halt, and the wooden doors open to a bright sunset, where as the fairies and pixies start screaming, the centaur and satyr scrape their hooves, the harpy screeching and flapping her wings.

And Seokjin just stays quiet.

Seokjin watches as the cages are pulled out one by one, set into a perfect line.

The sunlight... It's been so long since Seokjin had seen it.

"If I see one of you try to run away, I will kill you." The cold male snarls, snapping his fingers.

Seokjin whines, as well as the others, when a tight ring appears around their necks, brightly sparkling with a magic curse.

"If you disobey me, you will explode." The man continues. "If you obey and get sold, you will be released of this collar and be the pet and slave of your new owner."

Seokjin sighs deeply and looks back at his leathery wings, whining at their weak flying capability. He feels the muscle, but doesn't know how to fly.

"Well, well, look at that." The man chuckles.

Seokjin shivers, feeling the man curl a finger under his chin.

"An incubus... I thought you all went extinct. Did you get tired of death?"

Seokjin shakes his head, not daring to talk in risk of blowing up.

"Are you a sibling of Rose or something?" The man asks again.

"Chanbaek. We don't ask for private stuff." An older man scolds him. "Besides, why would you ask for a sibling of Rose's?"

"Well... I... She escaped..." Chanbaek mutters in defeat. "We thought maybe she went to hide out, but a hunter reported a succubus killed. The description matched hers."

Seokjin looks up.

"How can she be dead?!" The elder man grits his teeth.

Chanbaek shrugs. "The hunter said he had to chase someone away who looked like his lover. He bets it was the succubus stealing her form before escaping, but the body that was left matched her spark."

Seokjin scowls at the words. He knows Hoseok did this. He knows that he is called a girl at that moment. Well, he has a dick. And he'd better stay quiet.

The elder man grunts in annoyance. "She was too young and naive."

"That's what she thought too. But if the hunter chased Rose away, but Rose died in the house, than who was the run-away?"

The elder man frowns. "Rose was the last of her kind. She would've made good money. But we all knew she had a fire lit within. She needed more than she had."

"Hunger, fierce fire for lust. She needed someone to... be like her." Chanbaek mumbles.

"The last time the incubus was seen was with the wolves. Those two brothers up North."

"But then..."

Both of the men turn their heads to the incubus in front of them, a smirk crawling on their lips.

"A new incubus."

°•●•°

The dark of the forest has been lit by a crackling fire, two dark silhouettes sitting beside it.

"We've done everything." The taller mutters, boredom tainting his face.

"We've made whisps, angels, pixies, sirens... Everything..." The other male sneers. "There is nothing to do!"

They both sigh, playing with a bit of the flame in their hand before blowing within it.

"Do you remember that war our grannies had with those sex demons?" The male with the deep voice asks.

"Of course. Father never fails to tell a bloody bed time story."

"How about... we make one of those? Come on Jungkook. As our pet?"

"Since when are you interested in a pet after those first five hellhounds and seven skeleton fish, three zombie horses and eighteen hissies?"

"Since I need action in my life." He hisses. "Come on Jungkook! Just a loyal pet who likes sex."

The younger scowls at him, remembering the story their father told them.

How dark the grounds became after a male incubus stole their mother's life force.

How everything became dead after that one dreadful night. Yet, the castle has stayed filled with that energy.

Taehyung pushes past the doors of the abandoned throne room, a smirk crawling on his face.

"This is it brother." Taehyung says softly.

"I can almost taste the sex that's been going on." Jungkook shudders, excitement rushing through his body. "Can you only imagine how it would be to have one at our command?"

"Thrilling." His brother smirks.

The two brothers kneel down at the center, the logo of their kingdom completely tainted in shiny, sparkling black blood.

They grab each other's hands, a string of the black blood lifting like water to cover their intertwined hands, their eyes glowing as sparks of lust begin to swirl around them.

Neither of them care for the growing desire inside of them, yet for the creature that is beginning to form in their center from their own blood and of those who have suffered.

It forms a female human, who sprouts big leathery wings, her back arching as they grow, horns ripping her forehead open as they fuse together. With sharp nails and a smooth naked skin, the perfect lustful being kneels before them.

"Masters..." She purrs sweetly, taking both of their hands and putting them on her naked breasts. "Thank you..."

Jungkook chuckles deeply and lays his other hand on her soft cheek. "Do not worry, Rose."

Taehyung smirks. "You will be perfect for us."

And Rose never thought any of it, happy that she had such nice masters. Or so she thought...

The pleasure of being with them in every different way was a miracle. It was heaven and hell sometimes.

But as time went on, she was drained from energy. She was getting weak and no longer had the energy or will to keep up with all the sadistic things the two royal brothers had in store for her.

So as time went on, to the brother's disliking, they had forced an old drunk man to come, ordering Rose to feed from him so that they could continue.

Whether Rose wanted it or not, she needed the energy, and taking the creator's isn't possible.

So against her will, she had gotten just barely enough life force to go on after having forced the old drunk man into sex.

And as time went further on, Rose couldn't take it anymore. The things that were done to her were inhumane, hurting and even dangerous.

She gave up. The day both of them fell asleep from exhaustion, she made a run for it.

The curse carried with her though. The moment she found out, she was going to find another carrier.

The portal she chose to explore was that of a mixed breed.

Where there were humans and creatures.

Although she made a bad name for herself. She accidentily tried to feed on mated werewolves, sorcerers, and humans, leading to being hunted and herself being banned.

It was a high risk to come into the human village, but Rose was going to live freely.

Her eyes scented upon a male worthy of her kind. One who was innocent, yet full of desire.

For whom, she didn't know.

But this was her chance.

And she succeeded.

Yet although she may have died, she left the world in peace, knowing she was finally free from the curse of the two kings.

Although, being a male succubus had its changes to make.

They looked the same, sure, but horns of different size and shape, and nails of which are longer and sharper, a body to look appealing and dominant, with some adjustments to his member as well.

The point of a succubus is to suck whatever is given to them. But a male will not just do that.

They go all in.

Thus, the incubus was born.

°•●•°

Seokjin is in pain. His throat hurts, yet he can't make anything of it due to the collar on his neck, soon to be removed.

He's hungry, overcome by rushes of weak lust and random times of warmth, no longer in control of the sinful noises that escape him.

His wings, now finally fully grown, have become much stronger, yet he still doesn't know how to fly with them.

He notices everyone backing away again, and his already sad frown becomes hopeless. His hunger is killing him, and all of the others know he has to feed soon.

Yet on what, Seokjin has no idea...

°•●•°

Hours pass by and Seokjin has been thrown back into his cage, his wings now cramped within them and loud whiny moans of hunger erupting from his throat.

Two strong ogres grab his cage and push him towards the stage, where he is presented as a sales item.

He looks down as the cage is opened, an orc grabbing his arm roughly.

Seokjin's eyes snap towards the creature, instinct begging him to turn the wild beast over and penetrate it raw, hunger growing within him.

The dwarf at the hammer tells the incubus to lift his head, and the orc grabs his chin, forcing him to face the stage.

There are many gasps at the sight of the extinct creature, his beauty mesmerizing and enchanting to the eye.

Especially now that he's hungry.

Seokjin doesn't know what's wrong with him. He wants all of them at his feet, begging them for his member.

He shakes his head. Those aren't thoughts he should have.

"We have a starting of two hundred gold tokens!"

"Two-hundred-fifty!"

"Four-hundred!"

"Five-hundred!"

"Two thousand."

There are gasps at the bidder, even the speaker is flabbergasted.

"G-going once! Going twice! Sold for two thousand to the man in the black cloak!"

And that's all Seokjin hears, before darkness surrounds him, his hunger growing too a point where he can't stay awake any longer.

And the mysterious buyer just smirks.

°•💗•°

The carriage is made of gold, silver, ebony wood and many other royal stuff.

Seokjin purrs softly at the softness he lays on, a comfortable warmth against him, yet a killing hunger to destroy it all.

His eyes flutter open to the sight of two men in dark clothing.

They're both extremely gorgeous, with lots of jewelry and cold gazes, yet their frowns turn into smirks at the sight of their awakened toy.

"Look who's awake."

"Sleeping doll."

Seokjin hums lightly, not knowing what is going on or where he is. All he remembers are a lot of people, two thousand something and a wild hunger that still hasn't gone away.

One of the two men hands him a small box, slowly opening the lid to reveal a small bottle with a swirling sparkling substance.

One with a scent Seokjin can smell from outside the glass.

"This is your food. Take it now." His deep voice growls.

Seokjin wastes no time into popping the top off the bottle and swallows the entire thing in one go.

His body freezes for a second, a wild wave of pleasure running through his body as the substance runs through his veins.

He finally gains his healthy muscle once again and lets out a growl in satisfaction.

A large hand runs a hand from his cheek to his chin, slowly guiding his head to them.

"You are ours now, doll."

"Our little toy. Our plaything."

"So be our good baby boy and listen to us."

"Or we must punish you."

Seokjin scowls at them, a growl ripping from his throat. "I'm not a toy." He snarls. "I'm an alive being just as you are."

"But not as good as us." One of them snarls.

"Respect your masters."

Seokjin scoffs. "Masters? My ass. I'm your master now."

"Jungkook! Fucking do something! You wanted her back!"

"Shut the fuck up Taehyung. You were the one insisting on building up as long as she's gone. I have sexual frustration as much as you do!"

Seokjin smirks at the two, sitting up slowly, easing his calming headache. "Whatever you gave me was good. It tasted like she enjoyed her last moments."

"They usually don't."

Seokjin cocks an eyebrow. "And I should care?"

"No one asked you to care, doll."

"Don't call me doll, slut." Seokjin snarls, lunging forward and grabbing a strong handful of the male's black hair. "I know you're secretly begging yourself to stay strong when all you want is for me to fuck your throat so hard that you can't speak."

Taehyung bites his lip, smirking as his brother scowls up at the incubus. "I'd like to see that."

Seokjin smirks at him. "And you will suck his dick as he's sucking mine."

Taehyung's proud expression turns sour at Seokjin's words. "No."

"You have no say in this." Seokjin growls. "And as generous as I feel today, I've been through a lot of shit."

He tugs harshly at Jungkook's hair, the royal whimpering at the hard pull.

"I've been betrayed, abandoned, heartbroken, shot, feared, and used." Seokjin growls, his sharp nail digging into Jungkook's chest, ripping through his shirt.

"H-hey!"

"Quiet." Seokjin commands. "Or I'll tie your hands, and I'll let your partner here fuck your tight little throat."

"He's my brother!"

"Even better!" Seokjin laughs, the bulge in his jeans now unable to hide from the lust and excitement rushing around the room, scent and pheromones.

Only now Jungkook realizes the mistake of creating a succubus.

Of course it'd be a man she'd go after.

Incubus' are known for their extreme dominance and desired sadism. They're the dangerous kind when treated wrong.

And this incubus has had too much shit.

Taehyung quickly seems to catch up on his brother's thoughts. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to buy him after all. They should've gone with that bird thing.

Laughing at their shocked faces, Seokjin moves to Taehyung, the older brother nervously gulping.

There is no use in dominating an incubus. Their family has tried many times. It's how this mess all started.

Seokjin purrs lightly, trailing his nail from Taehyung's collarbone to the semi-hard bulge in his pants, smirking.

"Is someone excited for me?"

"No." Taehyung sneers. "I was just thinking the things you'd do to my brother were hot."

"Fuck his little throat?" Seokjin's eyes light up with lust. "Fuck him into oblivion? Make him forget his name? Make him beg?!"

Taehyung swipes his tongue over his bottom lip, glancing at his scowling brother.

"Yes. I think he'd like it."

"You fuckface."

Seokjin glares at him. "Perhaps I should shut you up." He purrs, reaching a hand down to his jeans, immediately undoing the fly and zipper.

"Fuck no!" Jungkook yells. "I should be fucking your throat!"

Seokjin smirks. "Oh... How tides have turned, haven't they?" He laughs, taking out his fully hard member, stroking it calmly as Jungkook stares at him with cold eyes, not once sparing a glance.

"Fuck off and sit back down before I hurt you."

Seokjin chuckles, leaning down to brush his plump lips over Jungkook's. "Let me see you try, doll."

Jungkook groans and whines as Seokjin roughly places their lips together, Seokjin's warm pink tongue coaxing Jungkook's own lips open.

Jungkook immediately take the opportunity to bite his tongue, but Seokjin only moans in bliss.

As painful as you were. A succubus is nothing compared to an incubus.

Jungkook glares at him as if he's a freak, but Seokjin only purrs, taking Jungkook's tongue, sucking on the wet muscle.

Jungkook yelps in shock, trying to pull away, but Seokjin grabs the back or his head and pushes him even closer, deepening their aggressive kiss.

Taehyung stares with wide eyes, watching as his brother seems too weak for the first time in his life.

Seokjin is much too strong, and it kinda turns him on how easily a man they just bought has the upper hand in a fight over dominance.

After minutes of trying and failing over and over, he gives up.

He lets himself relax for a moment, the high pheromones kicking in as the incubus proceeds to kiss him.

"I'm gonna fuck your throat..." Seokjin growls. "So hard for feeling that wet little air pipe of yours."

Jungkook growls back at him. "No. Fuck Taehyung's throat."

"He'll get his turn." Seokjin smirks. "But now it's yours."

He grabs his shaft, pumping himself a few times before grabbing the back of Jungkook's violently twisting head.

Seokjin chuckles at his brother, who smirks at him, holding Jungkook down in place.

"Good boy." He praises, and his words make something stir within Taehyung.

He's never been praised before for doing something right that didn't harm someone. He felt proud.

"Tae! Let go of me! You sucky excuse for a brother! I'll--"

Seokjin growls at him, forcing the prince to part his lips.

"Hush. That sucky brother of yours is going to have a great time watching you fall apart." He says, smirking darkly.

He taps the tip of his length against Jungkook's wet swollen lips. Disgust fills Jungkook's body. Why would Taehyung listen to their slave?!

Jungkook turns his head away, but Seokjin roughly pulls it back in place, Taehyung pressing two fingers against the side of his jaw.

Jungkook grits his teeth, refusing to open his mouth, even through the pain of his jaw being pressured to do so.

"Come on little brother." Taehyung smirks. "Let's change things up for this time. We have our succubus. Just not the woman we once had."

"I do not bottom."

"Well, our incubus won't suddenly turn and show his ass. He'd rather ram his cock inside of you, like you have done with Rose for decades."

"She is a woman."

"And he is a man."

"So why won't you just try? If you don't like it, so be it. But let me help you into trying new things." Taehyung growls. "Come on Jungkook. Just give it a try. I bet our incubus here would appreciate it a lot."

Jungkook glares up at the incubus, noticing his impatient eyes.

He scoffs. "Fine. Only once. As a favor to you, brother." He spits.

Taehyung chuckles. "Good. Now obey him for a little while."

Jungkook growls, not liking the way Seokjin glares at him with a smirk. Nonetheless, he made a promise to his brother.

"Open up for me, sweetheart." Seokjin purrs, tapping Jungkook's lips with his member.

With a soft growl, he opens his mouth, and Seokjin wastes no time into slamming his entire length down his throat.

Jungkook chokes, Seokjin being too rough in one go and glares at the incubus, who shrugs as an apology.

Seokjin slowly begins to thrust, allowing Jungkook to have a little calm space before he gradually picks up more speed.

Taehyung smirks, amused by how quickly Jungkook adapts to the pace and even teases him about being born to suck dick.

Almost as to prove a point, Jungkook bites into Seokjin's cock. As expected, he only moans, the sting of pain through his manhood being too blissful to ignore.

"He's so snappy." Seokjin chuckles, throwing his head back as Taehyung cocks his head. "You're a terrible brother, letting him suck me off."

"Why am I the bad brother then?" Tarhyung asks, almost confused.

Seokjin grabs a tight handful of his hair, smirking at the pained whine. "Have you ever been double penetrated before?"

"N-no..." Taehyung gulps, not wanting to know where this is going. His brother talked back to him, so why was he punished as well?

"Than how would you like it if me and your sibling were to fuck your brains out. A little treat for giving him such a boost into trying new things."

As Seokjin teases Taehyung with his words and fingers, he thrusts deeper and harder within Jungkook's mouth, who has slowly learned to properly heal his throat after too much of Seokjin's tip hitting the back of his throat.

He has to admit that even though he doesn't like the sight of it, the feeling is nice.

It's something he could get used to.

He relaxes his jaw, not trying so hard anymore to get rid of Seokjin. He knows how incubus' are, and he knows for a fact they're unchangeable.

If he wants a good time with him, the only way is to submit, because an incubus would never go that far for sex. He'd force them to submission.

In fact, Jungkook thinks he might keep this up for a bit. His own pants are starting to feel a lot tighter after this realization, and it does not go unnoticed.

Both Taehyung and Seokjin are surprised by the change in attitude. Seokjin growls, smirking when he feels Jungkook rest his hands on his hips, calming his thrusts.

"Look at that, little boy is finally opening up."

Jungkook, instead of reacting snappy, just continues to focus on not choking.

Taehyung looks a bit shocked, but he can't help that seeing his brother with an incubus like that... is a huge turn on. Especially after he just got threatened to be double penetrated.

Seokjin wonders why Jungkook changed his mind. After all, he bit in his shaft not even five minutes ago. Pleasurable, but still.

He doesn't think for long though, his core burning, tightening into a knot of pleasure. His cock throbs, pulling Jungkook at his hair and forcing his entire length down his throat, the yelp of Jungkook being enough to have the knot burst, releasing into his mouth.

Jungkook's eyes grow wide at the sudden release, whining to pull back, choking as Seokjin doesn't let him go.

With every twitch, his grip on Jungkook's hair tightens, moaning of relief when Jungkook swallows around his cock, finally relaxing a bit as he pulls back once he finishes.

He runs his hair through Jungkook's hair, spurting a small bit more on his cheek.

Jungkook glares up at him but doesn't say a word, only panting as he catches his breath from not being able to breathe properly these past minutes.

"Such a good boy..." Seokjin purrs.

Jungkook just grins, a little shy but proud.

Seokjin turns to his older brother, who flinches as he's caught rubbing over his own bulge.

Smirking, the incubus gropes his clothed cock, hearing Taehyung gasp and flinch, bringing his legs up to protect his vulnerability at the rough grip.

"Does watching me fucking his throat turn you on?" Seokjin asks.

Taehyung nods shyly, his hands covering his cheeks and lips as Seokjin continues to slowly massage Taehyung's erection, having the prince whine and arch his body.

Jungkook, relaxing his jaw, turns to look, his breath hitching at the sight. He's never seen his brother like that.

Submissive, writhing, moaning of something else than nearing his orgasm.

"Your names?" Seokjin growls, smirking at the way Taehyung stutters to reply.

"T-Tae-hyung-- ah!"

"Jungkook..."

"Perfect," Seokjin smirks, "do you know my name?"

Shaking their heads, both princes look up at him. The anticipating reply makes the incubus chuckle.

"It's Seokjin. Remember it, I'll reward you if you still know it after I'm done with you."

Jungkook gulps nervously. So they have a whole night ahead, don't they.

Taehyung grabs on to the little clothing Seokjin has, tugging at it mid-whine.

"Please!" He cries, black tears streaming down his face. "Please just do something! I can't take anymore!"

Seokjin tsks, shaking his head as he moves a strand of hair from Taehyung's eyes. "Do you need me that bad?"

Taehyung nods.

"Very well then. Because you asked so nicely."

Seokjin wastes no time into lifting his legs, tugging his pants off with an inhuman strength, smirking at how Taehyung gasps.

With the carriage still riding, the way this was going to be was either painful or pleasurable...

Jungkook gulps nervously, shyly covering his cheeks as he tries to push his dirty thoughts away. The things he wants but doesn't dare to want.

But he can't stop himself from looking either.

His brother... has a nice ass.

That was his conclusion.

Seokjin merely laughs at how flustered the youngest prince is, curling one of his clawed nails under his chin. "My eyes are here, but if you want to be a creep, than I won't stop you. We are all a little horny inside." He chuckles. "And sometimes, even outside when we don't want it."

He nudges his head to Jungkook's crotch, noticing how the prince blushes a furious red and looks away shyly, hiding his bulge.

Ignoring it, Seokjin goes back to the prince in his arms, smirking at his flushed cheeks.

"Look at you." Seokjin purrs, curling his hand around Taehyung's hard cock. "So desperate."

Taehyung whines, begging for more within his grasp, but Seokjin pulls away. "You're not going to be needing a touch there." He smirks, lowering his fingers from the tip of his cock to his balls, down to his hole. "But only here."

Taehyung whines, wiggling his hips, crying out words that don't even sound like them.

But Jungkook is too shy to look. He wants to. He can hear his brother scream, moan, beg.

It must be good, he thinks, but he keeps his eyes away and glares out from the curtain covered window, gasping when he sees their castle in sight.

"Hyung... Hyung, hyung, we're almost there--"

He yelps, abruptly turning to look at Taehyung to inform him, but instead is blessed upon a sight of pure bliss.

Taehyung pressed against the cushions of the carriage seats, sweat coating his body, his shirt sticking to his chest, mouth open to allow loud moans to escape, rolling his hips up to meet with Seokjin's thrusts.

Seokjin smirks at the younger, taking a moment to thrust harder into the older prince now that he's watching.

The feeling draws a loud scream from Taehyung, his back arching.

Jungkook is shocked. His brother... His kinky, always up for something new, unpleasurable brother, is being fucked by an incubus, and enjoying it.

Taehyung had been known for being the difficult one all his life. He was always the last to come, always the last to moan, the softest sounds.

And here he was, louder than he thought was possible, begging and spurting come all over his chest in bliss, holding onto Seokjin's broad shoulders as the incubus pulls at his sweaty hair.

Seokjin, panting and growling, licks his plump lips, glaring at Jungkook. He knows exactly what he's thinking.

For show, the incubus pinches one of Taehyung's hard nipples, twisting the bud roughly.

Taehyung squeaks in pain, crying out that it's too much, that he can't take any more.

Jungkook slowly covers his twitching bulge, not wanting to have the thought of being turned on by watching his brother getting fucked.

But how can he resist looking away when such a beautiful creature is pounding into his older brother like he's done it for years?

How can he look away when he knows Taehyung had never taken something up his ass before and takes this incubus cock like he's done it for years?

Seokjin only chuckles in between his breathy grunts and moans, placing a deep kiss on Taehyung's soft lips, stuttering his hips to a halt, finally releasing deep inside of the prince, filling him up to the hilt.

Breathing shallow and unbalanced, Taehyung moans at the fill, relaxing on the seat as Seokjin slowly pulls out, holding up his legs from his shoulders, watching his own come seep out of Taehyung's throbbing pulsing hole.

Jungkook's eyes have grown big and wide with fear and innocence, nervously gulping at the sight.

His brother looks fucked out. Panting, cock weakly resting, cum covering his chest - of which the incubus has ripped his shirt open - and flowing from his ass, which is red from the amount of thrust force. His hair is wet with sweat, skin flushed and red, sweat and the remainders of his shirt sticking to his skin.

His brother looks right at him, smiling, before closing his eyes and resting.

Seokjin rums a hand through his dark, sweaty hair, his head slowly turning to the younger prince.

"You said we were almost there?"

Jungkook nods shyly.

"Shall I wait with you then? I'll fuck you on the bed. I'l tie you up with the softest of silk, spank your ass until you cum on your sheets, finger your hole until you're fucking yourself on my fingers for me. How does that sound?"

Jungkook nods shyly once again hiding his cheeks, leaving his erection exposed.

In the moment of hiding his redness, he gasps and yelps when Seokjin gropes his bulge, slowly running his fingers over the clothed shaft.

Jungkook can't help but moan, leaning back as he fails to hold strong with the incubus.

The creature had made known that he was stronger.

If you can't beat them, join them.

"So you've given in?"

Jungkook nods again.

"Good." Seokjin chuckles. Do you mind keeping my cock warm? Your throat felt... so good." He purrs sweetly, the hard manhood throbbing.

Jungkook slowly kneels down, nodding as he obediently opens his mouth as wide as he can, hearing Seokjin groan before the incubus roughly shoves his shaft up his throat.

But Jungkook doesn't mind. He doesn't mind one bit.

In fact, he gladly bobs his head with, swirling his tongue around the leaking tip and gliding it along the thick shaft, every drop of salty pre-cum lingering on the pink muscle.

Taehyung wakes up in a pair of strong arms, fully naked and in pain. His ass burns but he still feels the lingering cum.

"What happened...?" He asks softly.

"Baby boy, I fucked you so hard you passed out." The familiar voice of the incubus chuckles. "Welcome back home, your highness." Seokjin smirks, giving Taehyung a hard slap on his ass.

Taehyung whines for his bed, and thankfully the incubus is nice enough to take the prince up to his room, giving his a deep passionate kiss before he leaves the prince to his wet dreams.

Smirking, Seokjin moves towards Jungkook's room. He's ordered the younger to grab five ropes of the finest of silk he has, and just in time, as Jungkook comes running to his own room just as Seokjin arrives.

"I have them!" Jungkook pants. "These... are the softest..." He says in between heavy breaths.

"Beautiful." Seokjin purrs, taking the ribbons from Jungkook's hands. "Go inside. Get naked and get on the bed on all fours, ass up."

Jungkook nods quickly, a bit nervous about the whole ordeal as he undresses himself and jumps onto his bed, laying his head onto his pillow, facing his ass towards the door.

Waiting for the incubus, Jungkook plays a bit with his cock, moaning softly.

But his actions are soon punished as a large hand hits his bare ass, hard.

The sting makes him yelp, whining as he lets go. He looks back, seeing Seokjin smirking.

"Did I tell you that you could touch?"

"N-no..."

"Did you obey me?"

"No..."

"Do you deserve a punishment?"

"Y-yes..."

Jungkook squeaks as another hit lands on his ass, a deep growl erupting from Seokjin's throat. He rubs over the sore spot for a minute to ease the burn before striking again.

"You're being punished. You should be happy that I'm easing your pain. Next time, I won't."

Jungkook nods, another cry of pain leaving his lips at the next strike. "I-I won't do it again!"

"I hope you mean that, Kookie." Seokjin purrs. "I don't feel like you're that much of a pain lover, am I right?"

Jungkook nods.

Seokjin sighs. "Your brother is. TaeTae likes the pain."

"I-I heard..."

"So you like to listen?"

Jungkook shrugs.

"Find out later. I have patience. As long as you keep me satisfied." Seokjin chuckles, striking down once more.

Jungkook whines, crying out a please.

Seokjin sighs deeply, purring at the sight of the red spot fading into Jungkook's skin.

"So beautiful..."

Jungkook turns to look at him, gulping when he sees Seokjin stroking himself.

"W-will it hurt?" Jungkook asks shyly.

"Of course it will. You've never been fucked before. I can either open you up and prep you or fuck you open. Choose now, baby. I'm getting impatient." Seokjin growls.

Jungkook whimpers, feeling Seokjin pressing between his cheeks. "P-prep... please..."

Seokjin nods quietly. "As you wish, baby boy."

Jungkook gasps when Seokjin's finger probs at his hole, pushing inside to the knuckle.

He whines, crying in pain at the sudden penetration.

He understands why though. He used to be in a hurry too when he was with Rose.

He just never thought it hurt like this.

He never listened to her soft cries. It was always selfish acting. A soft tear runs past his cheek, realizing his many mistakes.

For Rose...

"Are you ready for another?" Seokjin asks, rubbing over the sore spot on his ass once again.

Jungkook nods. "I am..."

Seokjin can't help but smile a bit at his shy exterior. "You're so fucking cute..."

A tomato blush rushes over Jungkook's cheeks, a pained moan erupting from his throat as Seokjin pushes in a second finger.

He's impatient and needy but he doesn't want to hurt the prince, knowing how incredibly nervous he is. He may be horny and painfully hard, but he isn't heartless.

"Just take the time okay? I'm not going to hurt you..." He whispers sweetly.

Jungkook whimpers, nodding. "O-okay..."

Over the half hour, Jungkook has slowly been getting used to Seokjin's fingers. Eventually telling Seokjin he's ready.

Seokjin almost growls out, his patience hasn't been growing. He sets his tip at Jungkook's pink hole, which is clenching around nothing.

It's beautiful like this, but it can always feel better than it looks.

Slowly, Seokjin pushes his tip inside, taking a hold on Jungkook's hips, feeling Jungkook squeal and try to turn away.

Seokjin calmly hushes him, placing a kiss in his neck. "It's okay." He whispers. "It'll feel good soon."

Tears fall from Jungkook's eyes, staining his red blanket in black as they fall.

The sight is interesting to the incubus, but he feels a little bad for him. He knows this is his own pleasure.

Although yes, he's been shot, abandoned, thrown out, hurt, feared, sold, and abused, he doesn't want someone else to be in pain because of his own selfish needs.

For Jungkook, he'll be patient.

For Jungkook, he'll wait.

For the princes, he'll be ready.

Taehyung was something different than Jungkook.

Taehyung liked it rough and raw, on a faster pace and rougher. He doesn't mind getting it even though he doesn't need it.

Jungkook is someone shy. Someone new and sweet who needs adjusting. He wants a lot but is scared to need it.

"M-move..." Jungkook whimpers, biting his lip.

Seokjin rubs over his lower back, gently pulling out to the tip before slowly pushing all the way back inside.

Jungkook lets out a whine and a cry of pain, trying to hurry away, sobbing for mercy.

Seokjin calmly hushes him, just keeping up the slow pace, silently thanking him for letting him stay inside.

"Calm down Kookie, it'll be better soon. Trust me."

Jungkook just cries out and nods, clenching his hands to fists in his sheets.

It takes minutes, to half an hour, to fourty minutes before finally, the crying and whining of pain turns into the soft friction of pleasure.

His whines of pain slowly turn into louder, more lasting whines, his teeth capturing the sheets, his hips slowly rolling with Seokjin's.

"Does it feel better now, Kookie?"

Jungkook only nods, a moan slipping past his pink lips as he turns to rest his head. He glances, catching a sight of Seokjin's exposed muscle glinstering with sweat, hands on his back.

Seokjin gives him a smirk. "Can I go harder?"

Jungkook groans, only giving him a whiny "please," wiggling his ass.

Seokjin growls at that, grabbing a tight hold of Jungkook's hips before pounding into him, forgetting the stage of adjustment.

It comes as a shock to Jungkook. The sudden push and pull, friction and pleasure gives him a tighter stomach than he thought he could ever have.

"You're so fucking tight..." Seokjin pants. "How have you never been fucked before?"

"N-never let them h-have a c-chance- ah!" Jungkook's lips curl into a smile, pleasure overwhelming him as Seokjin thrusts inside of him.

"Are you close?" Seokjin chuckles.

Jungkook nods again and again and again, not able to reply because it just feels so good.

"Than cum. Show me how good I make you feel."

Jungkook whines, pulling at his sheets, his tongue falling out of his mouth, his hole tightening around Seokjin's cock as he spurts his release with a loud moan.

Seokjin smiles, caressing Jungkook's cheek, tugging some of his wet hair from his face.

Seokjin takes it slower, the look on Jungkook's face is completely fucked out, his chest heaving, clenching around him.

The incubus tightens his grip, groaning and panting, moaning as he buried himself inside to the hilt, releasing his cum deep inside.

Jungkook squeaks a little at the feeling, eyes wide before he relaxes again, smiling and panting, moaning Seokjin's name in a whiny tone, smiling at him as the incubus pulls out, gently rubbing over his ass.

"It's going to hurt tomorrow."

"I'm sure it will." Jungkook pants. "You're just... big."

Seokjin chuckles, laying down next to him. "Just rest for now, alright? I'll take care of you tomorrow."

"I'll have the guards grab someone for you to feed on." Jungkook smiles.

"Hm..." Seokjin chuckles. "You're sweet."

Jungkook turns to him, smiling at the incubus, placing a kiss on his lips. "Night, Jin."

"Night, Kookie."

°•💗•°

"SEOKJIN!!"

A growl.

"WAKE THE FUCK UP!!"

A deeper growl.

"SEOK-FUCKING-JIN!!"

"What?" Seokjin snaps, reaching out for the first thing his eyes meet.

Taehyung is leaning above him, frowning angrily with crossed arms.

"Wake up! My ass hurts and this is a massive issue!"

Seokjin blinks, groaning as he slowly wakes up. "What is?"

Taehyung grabs his shoulders, turning him and opening the curtains, blinding the incubus for a second before it all becomes clear.

Taehyung... has small horns...

Seokjin cocks his head to the side, reaching out to touch them. They aren't like his own. They're small and seem to still be in mid-growth.

"What happened?"

"I thought you knew!"

"How should I know?!"

"You fucked me!"

"Shut uuuup!" Jungkook whines, reaching out to smack Seokjin's chest.

Seokjin groans, running a hand through his dark hair. "Okay... I remember something a mermaid told me about some demon thing living in the Forbidden Forest. Some shit like that. His wings are made of the souls of the taken or something."

Jungkook sits up, whining. "My ass hurts..."

Seokjin nods, rubbing his shoulder. "I know baby."

"No, no, no. No affection yet. What about the dude with wings." Taehyung growls. "I don't want to be a fucking incubus."

"It's not a bad thing." Seokjin snarls.

"I WILL BE A FUCKING TOP DOMINANT BITCH AND I AT LEAST WANT TO BE FUCKED MORE THAN ONCE IN MY LIFE!!" Taehyung shrieks.

Seokjin growls at him, his red eyes flaring wide open, grabbing Taehyung's shirt. "Don't fucking yell at me like that."

"Then where can I find this demon?"

"As I said before, the Forbidden Forest."

"We are in the middle of it. You moron." Taehyung growls angrily.

Seokjin scowls. "Would it help if I helped to look? Will you stop being a little brat then?"

Taehyung nods.

Seokjin groans, getting up. "Fine then. Let's go. Kookie, get up."

"Noooo!"

"Now." Seokjin snarls. "Or I won't be merciful."

Immediately Jungkook gets up, not wanting to experience that pain again.

With a sigh, Seokjin lends some of Taehyung's clothes and pulls the two princes with him, ignoring Taehyung's whining.

The forest is thick with red-leaved trees. Not a single ray of the dark sun reaches the ground.

"So did the mermaids tell you a name?"

Seokjin shakes his head. "No. Just the man with wings in the Forbidden Forest who can take the mythical soul of a creature."

"Maybe sirens can help?" Jungkook offers. "They're some sort of mermaids."

Taehyung scowls. "Just be careful not to get lured in. We're near one of the ponds anyway."

Seokjin pulls at his hair, making the prince whine in pain.

"Hey-!"

"Will you behave?!" Seokjin growls angrily. "You've been a pain. You've been complaining whilst me and Jungkook are looking for a solution for your sorry ass! Jungkook is in pain!"

"Than leave him home! He'll be happy with you to himself!"

A harsh hit to the cheek makes Taehyung gasp. His head is slapped to the side, a strong hand grabbing his chin.

Seokjin roughly places his lips on Taehyung's, who seems a bit taken aback.

"Listen Tae..." Seokjin mutters. "I like the both of you equally. You have strong points and weak points, as does Jungkook. I'm doing this for you both."

Taehyung gulps, a black, sparkling tear falling from his cheek.

"I'm not mad at you. I just want you to think with your brain and realize that Jungkook is in this too. It's not just you, okay?"

Taehyung nods quietly, sniffling softly as he mumbles an apology.

"It's alright, TaeTae. We're going to find him, and we're going to fix this, okay?"

Taehyung nods, smiling as he looks up at him. He pecks Seokjin's lips, smiling.

"Being fucked did something to you." Jungkook smirks.

"Look at you! Whining and begging last night!"

"You got fucked in a moving carriage!"

"And it was fucking awesome!"

Seokjin chuckles at their bickering, smiling. He likes them both a lot. It's been one night together, but the brothers have something...

"You know it's very rude to disturb someone's slumber?" A deep voice snarls at them.

Silence immediately covers the forest, a pair of pitch black, shimmering wings relaxed falling from a branch. On top, lays a young man, smirking down at them.

Jungkook's eyes grow big and scared, gulping nervously at his sharp, intimidating gaze.

"Are you he demon who can take the souls of the mythical?" Seokjin asks.

The male rolls himself off the branch, slowly landing on his feet. "Why do you ask?"

"Get rid of this incubus thing inside of us!" Taehyung yells. "Fucking please!"

The demon glares at him, snapping his fingers. Taehyung yelps, electric pain sparking off him.

"Respect those who are strangers to you." The demon snarls.

Taehyung looks down, nodding quietly.

Seokjin sighs. "Can you please help them? They're the royals and I won't be able to please them if they are incubus' as well."

The demon tilts his head, eyeing both of them up and down. "You aren't here for... you?"

Seokjin shakes his head. "I wanted to at first. But I'd much rather stay an incubus and care for them."

The demon chuckles and grins nodding. "I respect your honesty. Very well. I assume you are going to have more fun?"

Seokjin nods. "That is what I can hope for."

The demon smirks. "You like them, don't you?"

"I do."

"Not in the like way."

Seokjin looks at the brothers, who both look up at him. "No. Not in the like way."

"You're willing to give up for them."

"Yes."

"Are you sure you don't want to be human again?"

Seokjin shakes his head. "I've told you. I want to stay like this. People may fear me, but I know I have someone to care for."

"And... Hoseok?"

Seokjin flinches upon the name, growling. "He's dead to me."

The demon grins. "Good." He snaps his fingers again, spreading his majestic black wings.

Jungkook is the first to whine, his horns slowly pulling away and retreating into his skull as a pink ghosting fluid escapes his mouth, instead entering the demon's.

Soon after, Taehyung begins to whine, the same process happening to him.

Seokjin smiles at him, running a hand through his hair.

"Can we prevent this from happening?" Seokjin asks.

"Unfortunately, no." The demon shrugs. "Incubus' seeds will always be powerful. The only option would be to get castrated. If you don't want to do that, I suggest to practice pulling out at the right time. Condoms might even break."

Seokjin groans but nods, thanking him anyway. Jungkook and Taehyung follow next, thanking the demon.

Just as they're about to leave, the demon chuckles. "The name's Namjoon. Call it if you get an accident again."

Seokjin only smiles at him. "Will do." He says, hooking his arms around Taehyung and Jungkook's waist.

The two princes lean into his touch, on their way back to the castle to have their well-deserved breakfast.

And maybe a blowjob.

{=|THE END|=}

Requested by hartlian
From her book MINISERIES 3

This is my longest chapter yet of 10089 words!

Questions of the Chapter:

Who are Taehyung and Jungkook really?

How come Rose spend years trying to find the perfect victim to pass her curse onto, instead of giving it to some random human?

What had Seokjin that no one else had?

Why did Jimin give in so easily to Seokjin?

Why did Taehyung so strongly refuse to become an incubus?

What turned Jungkook into a shy baby?

Why did Hoseok think his boyfriend was the succubus?

What happened to Hoseok after the escape?