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S.COUPS x Reader // WC: 0.5k // G: Smut, demon!S.COUPS // TW: Corruption, religious themes // SW: Fingering
“Just say yes.”
It hangs heavy in the air. It’s like a question, but not quite. A challenge, maybe. His anticipation of your next steps. Yours – of finding out in what other ways will he try to coerce you. Neither of you seem quite ready to make your words final.
But he has power over you that you cannot quite pinpoint. It sets the blood in your veins ablaze. It’s like you’re conditioned to lose at least part of your sanity whenever he’s nearby. And all the more when he holds you against his warm chest and his hand hovers your clothed core.
“Why can’t you just…”
“Not until you agree.”
“Is it worth it? Soul for sex?”
Laughter resonates through his body. The sound is comforting enough that it makes you lean your head back against his shoulder. His lips brush your temple.
“Don’t you want to find out?”
You are curious. But are you curious enough? Or is the truth worth the risk that it brings? You whine. Is it even fair to make you make that choice when you’re feverish like that?
You wrap your fingers around his palm and press it down against your crotch. There’s barely any friction, but it’s something.
“Is this an agreement?” he urges you to speak.
“N-no” you mumble. You think he will pull away, but he doesn’t, indulging you a bit.
“Or do you need me to show you what you will be missing?”
You almost moan at the relief that these words bring. Anything, please. Even if short-lived. Even if obsolete. Even if he takes it away in the end – it doesn’t matter. You need it here and now.
You didn’t notice it earlier, but you now see the claws that end his fingers. There’s a subtle scent of sulfur in the air. It makes you tense when he slides your underwear to the side and his single clawed finger runs down your entrance. Smoothly. The sensitive skin picks up the sharp edge right away. Somehow, it doesn’t feel unpleasant. Somehow, if he was to bury both his hands in you and rip you apart like that, you don’t imagine it hurting.
His thumb pulls up the skin above your clit and his pointer finger presses on it, making your body twitch. Slow, controlled movements follow, and you’re melting into him, moaning, whimpering, hands grasping onto any bits of him that you can find. He whispers in your ear. It’s sinful. It’s borderline degrading. You barely hear the words – but his voice fills you to the brim. His presence does.
“Do you want me to make you cum?” he murmurs, teeth nibbling at your ear. Sharp. Maybe drawing blood. You can’t be sure. He’s everywhere.
“Yes, Cheol- Fuck, please, yes-”
And just like that, he answers your pleas. As he promised.
And just like that, your soul is his own. As you agreed.
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