The Devil's Obsession. | Chapter 1
⊱ where the devil in disguise, August Walker trapped a little human in his grasp and claimed her as his ultimate prize.
⚠ | possessive behavior, kidnapping, manipulation, smut, virgin reader, breeding kink, rough play, (a bit of facial hair rubbing?) dom!August- he's a devil after all.
Also be aware that this story was written by an amateur who's still learning how to write a proper story (and also slow update). I sincerely apologize for any mistake that i made, no matter if it's the grammar or the spellings, english is not my first language.
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It was all dark and malicious, just the way he was built. the first time i saw him, i thought he was an angel.. perhaps he is, but the one who was stripped from grace just like how Lucifer was.
A fallen Angel.
It was all Mike's idea that i was trapped here!
❏ 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘕𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘉𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦-,
“spooky sleepover, woooo..” Mike said joking, wearing the Ghostface mask as he chuckled. Maya just rolled her eyes at his childish behaviour.
“come on, Mike. we all know that ghosts don't exist.” Maya said.
“then what did you become after you died?” i raised a brow at her. “If ghosts are not what we become after we die, do we turn into gnomes that clean the gardens?”
"I bet Maya turn into a flying pony that farts sparkles.” Mike quipped, looking at both girls with his goofy grin. “anyway, i have some games to play to summon ghosts since Maya didn't believe that they existed. It would probably change her mind a bit.”
“Mike, what kind of board games do you pick from the trash can this time?”
The man shrugged, as he opened the board game that had a black circle in the middle, with a few tokens for the players. The instructions said, if you lose the game or break the rules, the devil himself will come and drag you to his place in hell.
“sounds interesting. who wants to be dragged to the hell by the devil? wooo-” Mike's impersonation of ghosts was cut off by Maya slapping him across his face.
“shut up, Mike. throw the dice already.” Maya huffs in annoyance.
we played the games for a few minutes, Mike was the one to reach the finish first, followed by Maya in the second place. i looked at them after realising that I lost the game completely.
“what now? the devil will come and kidnap me?" i chuckled playfully, as Mike couldn't help but laugh his asses off. for us, it was a bit.. ridiculous that the devil will kidnap one of us just because we lose the game.
“oh, bloody hell! would the devil come and kidnap me to his dimensions? holding me as his prisoner, and even breed me?” i said dramatically, while Mike and Maya couldn't hold their laughter back. Mike started to roll on the ground while holding his stomach from laughing too much.
“𝗔𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆, 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗮 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗮.” said the deep, husky voice behind us.
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For a moment i thought i was possessed, but I'm not. i keep.. hearing things inside my head. the man who keeps telling me to rearrange my guts and don't freak out is the one who dragged me into this dimension of hell. All i saw was his eyes.
The perfect combination of blue, like the cold ice of Antarctica. His eyes are bright but hollow at the same time, as if captivating his prey and charmed them into his wicked desires.
“you can open your eyes now.” whisper the voice again.
does that mean I'm sleeping all of this time? or did he put some kind of black magic on me when he kidnapped me? so many questions in my head that were unanswered.
Once i came to the view, i saw him.
“what the..” i muttered, unable to move a muscle. was this some kind of magic that he used against me as well?
“now that you willingly summoned me and even gave yourself for me to breed,” the man said, before he sprang on his feet and looked down at me. “it will happen soon, don't you worry.”
then i realized, i was under his magic. i couldn't move a muscle as much as i tried, it was all futile attempts. i was laying on his bed on my back, wrists above my head and my legs spread.
as much as i hate to admit, i was naked before his eyes.
he was there, hands in his pockets as he looked down at me with his bored eyes. he stared at me for a good moment before one of his hands reached out to touch my clit.
i hissed when his finger circled it gently, the swollen nub peeked shyly from the folds, inviting his touches more.
he grinned. “regret your decision, pet? it's too late, for the pact has been made.”
He grinned wickedly, i swear i could see him licking his lips hungrily while his eyes hold a somewhat lustful look. i could feel his calloused fingertips on my bare skin, his breath tickling me to the nerves.
the bed creaked as he sat himself between my legs, spreading them open for him. he placed one of my legs on his shoulder, taking a closer look on my cunt.
“my, my..look at that shy flower.” he chuckled, before he pinched my clit harshly that got me gasping and arched my back.
“who..ah! who are you?” i asked in between my breaths, looking at him confusedly. the man only smiled in return before landing a harsh slap on my cunt that has begun to drip.
“A leader of devils, the owner of this dimension, a blasphemy to mankind..but for you, simply a lover.” he answered, placing small kisses on my inner thigh that was on his shoulder.
“..a what..?”
he shushed me once more, dipping his head down to my heated cunt and placed a long kiss on my swollen clit. i gasped, bucking my hips slightly to this stranger. he looked passionate while doing so..
“may i have some of your sweet nectar, my love?”
i was about to ask him what he meant by that, but it was immediately cut off by my sudden, loud moan that filled the room while i felt him thrusting his tongue, lapping my essence. what is this.. feeling..?
“ah!”
i heard him groaned in pleasure, as he continued to lap everything that he could taste while his thumb toys with my clit, pinching and circling it harshly.
his mustache brushed against my folds, making my eyes roll back in pleasure at the feeling of his rough facial hair. i couldn't move at all, even just to wiggle a bit. i couldn't help but moan and whined in pleasure while he eats me like a starved man.
he looked up at me with a grin, his hot breath fanned over my mound.
“you need a name to scream, my love?” he teased, his voice changing to a sultry manner. “It's August. you may scream my name now.”
“wait-”
before i could even finish he continued his doings before, making me scream out his name. August.. that's the name of this man. his tongue lapping up the elixir from between my legs roughly, his calloused hands keeping my thighs spread open for him.
he nursed on my clit, locking his lips around the engorged nub while his ringer and middle finger pushed past my entrance, massaging the spot that made me see stars. all i did was just moaning intensely beneath him, completely under his mercy.
“ah! August-,” i screamed out in pleasure, as the coil in my belly tightened. August let out a muffled moan as he drank my release.
after a moment he pulled back with a huff, licking his lips as he looked at me with his cold gaze. his hands were still gripping on the meat of my thighs, spreading it open for him still.
“you tasted divine, my dear..it makes me want to bury my cock into you and plant my seed there.. watching it grow and blossoming inside you.” he whispered, his hand moved to caress my belly.
“but not just yet, my dear. we will wait for the Red Moon tomorrow. it will ensure a healthy heir..and perhaps a son that is powerful as me.” he smirked, rubbing his clothed erection against my wet cunt, whimpering slightly at the thought of him penetrating me.
“tomorrow you'll be mine, my dear.”
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