Temptation
Jayce is reminded that all demons were once angels casted from Heaven.
Pairing: Jayce x Ekko
Warnings: nsfw (minors dni!), religion kink, blasphemy, corruption, dubcon
Word count: 2.7k
A/N: Was slick obsessed with this AU and had to get it out. Enjoy!
Jayce Talis was a devout man who dedicated most of his life to the teachings of Father God and walking the righteous path. Many Piltovens looked up to him as the Poster Boy of their country and sought to follow his teachings as well. As Father Talis, he was able to extend his reach to teach everyone from all walks of life. Although he attracted many people who took his teachings to heart, his status also attracted some bad faith actors- one of which he had a sneaking suspicion was following him for about a week following an exorcism.
This suspicion came to a head tonight when the two wide doors to the church, which was locked, swung wide open. The air that passed him was unusually cold, goosebumps raising from his flesh.
“ Demon ,” he half-mumbles to himself before setting the water pot to the side and adjusting himself. He turns to see a familiar small, cloaked figure walking the aisle. “It’s you.”
The figure stops short of the steps, reaching up to pull down the hood. Standing before him was a dark-skinned scowling demon with bright, glowing eyes with slit pupils. His hair was bleached and in locs, adorned with hair jewelry with an hourglass motif.
“You finally decided to show yourself.”
This little demon, the one that visited him every night and drained him little by little, may try to claim his life today.
A corner of the demon’s lip twitches upwards into a little smirk, his tail swishing behind him.
“Well good evening to you too, Father Talis.”
“Come to claim my life, I presume?”
That smirk dropped to a dark scowl, his red eyes piercing.
“I’m going to make you pay for what you did to Vi.”
Vi? Hm, so that explains it. That demon he exorcised must’ve been his friend.
“You can join her if you like.”
Jayce reaches for the holy water by the altar, but finds it missing much to his dismay.
There’s that smirk again as the demon holds up the bottle.
“ Looking for this old thing? ”
“Tch!”
Shit. He definitely planned for this. Normally he doesn’t advocate for violence, yet he found himself really missing his HexTech hammer. However, being a man of God, he begins doing what he always did whenever faced with adversity. He pulls his rosary from his pocket, holding his cross close to him.
“ Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name… ”
The demon rolls his eyes.
“Oh Brother, not this shit again,” it groans before dropping his garbs and revealing a tight, black, shiny sleeveless halter neck top with a matching skimpy thong. He wore long, sleek, black fingerless gloves with thigh-high tights that were toeless as well. His fingernails and toenails were long, dark red, and shimmering. Curly, black goat horns hung by his temples, his slick wings stretching to its full span- a true testament to the fact that he was not from this realm.
Thump!
Jayce’s heart begins to pound. No… he wasn’t going to lose faith! He points the cross towards the demon who was now slowly approaching him. His mantra speeds up as he backs up, defensively.
“ Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth, as it is in heaven. ”
“I am going to chew you up… and shit you out, you disgusting pig,” he hisses, seemingly becoming more agitated by the second. “That’s after I drain you and that worthless body dry and watch you wither away before I drag your soul to hell to burn.”
“ G-Give us our d-d-daily bread… and f-f-forgive us our trespasses- ”
The priest finds himself stammering over his words, not because of fear, but because of a second voice that found its way into his subconscious:
< Come to me, Father Talis…>
A voice that was so sickly sweet that it could only be from one place… Hell.
“Get out of my head, demon,” he growls lowly.
“I have a name, Father,” he saunters closer before leaning in to whisper. “ It’s Ekko…”
“I don’t give a damn what your name is, demon!” he retorts, shoving the cross in its face.
It winces. There’s a flicker of malice in its eyes before it relaxes, reaching a hand up to move it out its way. It edges closer, looking up at the priest with doe eyes.
This incubus had a very pretty face and an attractive body, and he was going to use it all.
< Touch me… >
“Wh-what do you want from me?” Jayce stutters, backing up, nearly tripping on the steps to the altar.
< I want you, Father… >
He inches closer, his fingernails grazing the priest’s clothed chest. The little voice was getting louder. He grips the cross until his knuckles go pale, continuing to recite the sacred text.
“ Give this day our daily bread and forgive our trespasses as we forgive those- unghh~!!”
A shuddering breath escapes the priest’s lips as Ekko reaches down and grabs his bulge, his tail wrapping seductively around his leg. He drags his warm, long tongue up Jayce’s jawline and laps around his ear before whispering: “ Keep going… I wanna hear you stumble over those words, Man of God.”
“Who t-t-trespasses against us; and l-lead us not i-into temptation…~”
A long whine escapes Ekko’s full, glossy lips as he loops his arms around Jayce’s neck and rocks against his knee.
“ Fuck yes, ” he throws his head back. “Finish it, Father.”
Jayce groans in response, feeling his hard-on pressing painfully against his slacks. His hips instinctively jut against the other, begging for his body not to betray him like this.
“ P-P-Please… stop this ,” Jayce pleads in a whisper, dropping to his knees before the demon.
“Stop what , exactly?”
Jayce shakes his head, solemnly.
“Don’t make me pervert the Word of God even more. Just kill me… please ,” he clasps his hands together and begs.
This was shameful, but he couldn’t do it. He’d walk on hot coal for all of eternity before he’d ever stoop so low to recite the sacred text so sacrilegiously. The heat of Ekko’s stare burrows into his very core; he hoped and prayed that alone would end his life then and there.
Ekko smirks.
“No. I don’t think I will.”
Thump!
“Ekko… please… stop it… ” he pleads through shaky breaths.
“Oh? You remembered my name? How nice.”
THUMP!
He doubles over, clenching his stomach. Ekko barely touched him, but somehow he felt him envelop his entire body and mind. The air around the chapel became so heavy and thick, clogging his lungs and making it hard to breathe. He was so focused on gathering his bearings that feeling Ekko’s nails caress underneath his chin made him flinch.
“Look at me.”
Jayce allows his head to be tilted up, still kneeled before him. The view of once was repulsive to him charmed him beyond understanding. The way the blood moonlight splashed across his skin and features made his dark skin glisten in such a delicious way that had him drooling.
Ekko straightens his posture with a smirk, raising a foot.
“Lick.”
He drops his rosary to the ground and takes his foot gingerly into his large hands, making sure to polish it thoroughly with each deliberate lick. Ekko hums at this, his tongue swiping against his teeth. He raises his other foot in which Jayce wastes no time in sucking each toe, slowly but surely making his way from his ankles and up his legs to his thighs. Father Talis could feel the heat radiating from between Ekko’s legs. He needed a taste… just a taste and he’d be satiated-
“Wait.”
“ Huh? ”
“Don’t good Catholic men say Grace before indulging?” he purrs, his tail swishing behind him.
Jayce nods, leaning forward and bowing.
“ Bless us, O Lord and these thy gifts, which we are about to receive from Thy bounty, through Christ our lord. Amen.”
“ Amen, indeed ,” Ekko bites his lip before pulling his thong down, his nice above-average sized dick flying up.
The older man’s chest heaves, the sickly sweet smell of Ekko’s dick wafting through the air. He knew incubi and succubi had stronger smelling aromas, yet experiencing this in person was on another level.
Jayce leans in and laps his tongue around his balls, gently taking each into his mouth. He relished the sweaty, salty taste of it hitting his taste buds so much that he couldn’t help but sneak a hand down his own slacks.
“ Aht aht, don’t touch yourself, Father. Naughty boy~ ”
He whines, reaching up to grip his hips instead, moving up to take his dick into his mouth. Ekko lowly chuckles, encouragely raking his fingers through his hair.
“Don’t forget to kiss the glans, Father Talis <3.”
Jayce pulls back and plants wet, open-mouthed kisses on the pinkish tip. He had such a pretty penis, just as pretty as he was.
A deep, demonic groan rumbles from deep within Ekko’s throat. He really loved this, didn’t he? Gripping his throat, he pushes the priest onto his back before rising to his feet and hovering over his face.
“I wanna feel your tongue elsewhere, Father,” he growls, dropping onto his face and leaning forward to rip open the other’s slacks.
The priest grunts at this, reaching up and spreading the incubus’ hole and spitting in it. Ekko ass bounces at this, pressing it further into his face. His little asshole was winking at him- how could he ever turn away at this opportunity to give it the best tongue-fucking it will ever experience in this realm?
He keeps his ass spread as he flicks his tongue over the creases of that glistening hole. He could feel Ekko’s firm grip on the base of his cock before an unusual, very warm wet sensation of his mouth engulfing the head. His tail swishes back and forth almost like a wag from a dog who’s excited. Jayce wondered…
He grips the base of his tail and pulls it, finally shoving his tongue as far as he could.
“ NGH!?? ” Ekko’s ass clamps down on his face, his thighs tightening as his tail shoots upwards, stiff. He slides Jayce’s cock out of his mouth with a pop, looking back at him with a smirk.
“ Father Talis!” he mockingly gasps. “Or should I say… Daddy Talis,” he bites his lip before sliding off.
“Don’t call me that,” Jayce warns.
“Or what?”
He jumps up and grabs Ekko by the arm, shoving him onto the altar.
“ Oh? You’re gonna fuck me on the altar, Fath-?”
“Shut the fuck up.”
The incubus blinked wide-eyed with an uneasy smile, his tail tucked between his legs.
“What’s the matter, demon? Oh, now you’re scared,” he mocks.
“I-I’m not scared!” he protests, red faced. “I will actually fucking kill you, so you better enjoy it while you still can-!” his voice cracks upon Jayce gripping his throat.
Despite his manipulation, Jayce could tell this demon was a weak one- opting to use his charm and intellect to take control of his victims and lead them to their deaths. It was why he was constantly visited and drained a little each day. Unbeknownst to Ekko though, he still had more than enough energy to punish it. He unbuttons his robes and tosses it to the side, leaving on nothing but his white tank top and his ripped slacks.
Using his free hand, he pushes Ekko’s leg up and angles his dick, pressing it against his hole. Ekko croaks as he tries to speak, fidgeting beneath him. He lightens his grip on his neck.
“What is it?’
“If you slide it in, you’re gonna be bound to me forever just so you know.”
A bead of sweat trickles down his temple. He may have had some semblance of control back, but was this really something he wanted to do?
“You’re warning me, huh? Isn’t this what you wanted in the first place? To bind me to you so you can continue to drain me until I die?”
“Y-Yes but-”
“Then I guess my soul is yours to take.”
“Are… are you serious- mghnn~! ” he throws his head back as Jayce slides all the way to the hilt. Ekko looks down at the cock that’s impaled him, then looks back up at Jayce in disbelief. “You’re crazy…”
“You made me this way, so take responsibility,” he grits his teeth before thrusting roughly into the other, the altar creaking with each powerful thrust as he slammed into the shocked incubus over and over and over again.
Ekko yelps, digging his nails into the other’s muscular, sweaty arms, drawing blood. Jayce hisses, leaning forward and fully enveloping the other’s frame beneath his with nothing but the sounds of their debauchery reverberating around the cathedral.
His dick slams against a spot that felt really fucking good, so good that Ekko bites down hard onto his shoulder. Jayce bellows a primal growl, burrowing his head into the other’s neck.
“ Fuck me… don’t stop. I’m gonna cum… ohohooo FUCK!” Ekko’s legs trembled as he cums loads in between the two. But Jayce wasn’t ready to let up yet. He slows down a wee bit to lean back, getting a full view of his little incubus doused in pure pleasure.
Ekko licks his lips, swirling his iridescent cum around his tummy, making a show out of it. He scoops some into his mouth then offers some to Jayce in which he leans in and laps up gratefully.
“Does it taste good?
“It tastes delicious. ”
“Your mine now, so you can keep fucking me forever.”
The priest lets out a shuddering breath at this, shamelessly indulging himself in this cheeky little incubus and the desires he locked away from himself so long ago. Ekko was no longer in his head, this was all him. Jayce’s hips twitch uncontrollably, he was about to cum. He wanted to pull out in fear that the other was going to take this opportunity to drain him, but the way his innards clamped onto him made it impossible to leave.
It was then that Jayce realized he made a grave mistake.
His eyes glows a sickening crimson, a ghost of a smirk on his lips as Jayce finally released deep inside.
“Hahhh~!!!” Jayce found himself washed with a sensation of pure bliss mixed with dread as he just couldn’t stop cumming. His hole just kept milking and milking and the priest was sure he could feel his life force being drained. He swore to God Almighty that he would never do this again if he was ever given a second opportunity at life.
His surroundings meshed together in one big fog as he falls forward, everything fading to black..
—————
Jayce springs awake in a cold sweat, quickly feeling around his own body. He looks to his right and sees his rosary and holy water sitting neatly on his dresser. He looks to the left out the window. It was still dark out. Just what was the time?
He looks at the clock.
4:32am.
Was it all just a dream? There was only one way to find out.
He crawls out of bed and trudges to the bathroom, turning on the light and looking in the mirror. He checks his shoulder, his arms and his back. All clear.
He sighs in relief.
He turns to leave the bathroom and searches for his rosary. He was going to need to repent, and repent soon.
< It wasn’t a dream.>
Jayce pauses before his dresser, holding his head.
No… this was impossible.
The voice laughs.
< Oh but it is, Father Talis. We’re bound now, remember? >
Jayce grimaces. No way, he should’ve been dead then. At least he hoped-
< I could’ve. But I like you, so I’ll look past you exorcising my close friend for now. Besides… >
The distinct cool air passes by as he feels a cold, familiar figure brush behind him, wrapping his arms delicately around his neck and leaning in to whisper.
“What fun would that be?”
