Ecstasy
It's spooky season!
Incubus jk x witch y/n
Dirtiness bound to be abundant so if under 18...scram.
*Poof*
“Dammit! Why can’t I get this!”
To say your day was not going your way was an understatement. As a young witch you were doing your best to strengthen your skills and build your intentions. You just passed your studying of one year and a day; but to say you were full fledged was well…you’ll get there surely you will. Potions were the absolute bain to your practice. Should be simple right? You read the ingredients needed and in what amounts, follow the instructions on how to combine them and boom your done right? No your’s go poof and smoke instead of changing color as they should or glisten like they should. You have the right intentions as you do these potions so why won’t it work? Groaning in disappointment you slump down into your chair by the table you were using.
Flipping through your grimiore; you thumbed through all your notes giving up on trying to complete your potion. You have notes from other witches who had spells they had completed and shared. Some were daily things like spells to apply glamour to your face, protect your clothing from stains or tears when worn. The more difficult ones were for finding familiars or darker things. Would having a familiar or creature help you improve your magic? You had entertained the idea of like a cute little black cat to keep you company or a gorgeous owl to keep an eye on the house from ill intentions. Although you had entertained the idea of working with something darker…your magic did have tendencies that were dark in nature but you never crossed that line of going into dark magic nor did you plan to. Your magic was strictly for helping people and doing good. But you were looking at the spell to call a familiar or creature to you; that didn’t mean you got to choose what appeared. You got what you got.
No...not right now. You closed the book and continued on with your day doing your best not to give too much thought to summoning something. Your spirit guides seemed to think it wasn’t a bad idea they would know better than you if it were too dangerous for you to handle. Out in your garden you said hello to the spirits in the plants enjoying their company. Picking some herbs you needed to restock, snacking on some of the vegetables as you went before going back in to start dinner. It was when you were sipping on wine relaxing that your mind circled back to the spell. Honestly it wouldn’t hurt to have help with your magic right? Plus living on your own it got quiet and lonely, you can’t exactly hug your spirit guides now could you?
“Eh hell why not! What could go wrong? I get stuck with a frog?” you laugh to yourself.
Setting up your cauldron over the fire place you started to grab the ingredients you would need; you were pretty surprised you had everything it called for right in your kitchen. Once the cauldron was hot enough you set it on it’s stand and started to drop in your ingredients one by one carefully keeping and eye on the color. So far so good. When you got down to the last ingredient you raised a brow…hair? Your hair? Mmmmk so you grabbed your scissors and took a lock from your lower layers so it wouldnt be noticeable. Clipping off a good chuck you dropped it in to the cauldron. Dark purple smoke floated out of it followed by a new energy flowing through your house…the air was buzzing with it. All the candles you had for light snuffed out at once even the fire in the hearth. Billowing smoke filled the darkness you were sure you failed again…rubbing an annoyed hand down your face you were about to groan until you could hear steps on the wooden floors heavy steps. Peeking between your fingers you looked into the darkness. As your eyes adjusted to the darkness you could see a form walked towards you a very tall form definitely not a cat or owl. Wine colored red eyes glowed as they approached you; goosebumps ran down your body as the creature got closer and closer.
“Well if it isn’t a little witch.” A sultry voice spoke out of the darkness.
Instinctively you backed up until your back met the countertop of your kitchen; what have you done! Who is this? What is this? Your spirit guides were oddly vacant you couldn't ask for help at all. Fear started to crawl up your throat. The creature walked out of the smoke stepping into a single beam of moon light coming in from the window and you were not prepared. Before you stood a man, rounded eyes still glowing, rather attractive features with small imperfections here and there and a scar on his left cheek. He stood but a foot away from you now, his energy nearly smothering your own, he was so tall you had to tilt your head back to see his face properly. He wore normal clothing like humans would, actually it was a rather sleek shirt, vest, dress pants and leather shoes. Much better than your shorts and t-shirt you were lounging in for the evening. He had piercings! Silver actually; one ring in his eyebrow and one in his bottom lip, you watched as he chuckled to himself and pushed his hair back revealing tattoos all over his hand disappearing into the sleeve of his shirt.
“Cat got your tongue witch?” his voice teased.
Gulping you tried to gather your wits. You did this now you gotta deal with it. Taking a deep breath you stared into the eyes of this creature; he most certainly was not human but you couldn’t pinpoint what he was at the moment.
“Um…hello.” You clear your throat. “I’m am y/n and you are?”
“Hmm y/n.” His voice rolled your name making shivers crawl up your spine. “My name is a bit complicated although I have gone by Jungkook before or rather JK your choice. I assume I was summoned for a purpose?” He smirked.
Purpose? Oh right! You felt kind of stupid now that he was standing there because well you were expecting an animal not a man! Ok chill out you got this.
“Correct…I had used a summoning spell to call for a familiar or creature to help me with my magic. So here you are?”
“Ah a contract then. That seems interesting. What help do you need for your magic?”
“Ok I won’t lie to you…I suck. I can do just about everything kind of but not confidently. I need a familiar to help channel my magic so I can gain better skills and not suck. You said contract? What does that mean? Actually can I ask what are you?”
“JK” stepped back to lean against your table as he thought about how to answer your questions. It was entertaining to him that you didn’t even mean to and summoned him…a demon. When the summons came he had expected something far different not a freshly made witch. It’s not like you were nothing nice to look at, he did appreciate the creamy smooth skin that was exposed on your legs, shorts that fit your curves quite well might he add, the shirt you wore was short enough to show a sliver of your stomach teasing him with glimpses of skin. He did crave the touch of skin after so long. When was his last contract? 1,000 or 2,000 years ago? He was surely out of practice.
“Honesty is appreciated little witch. I must admit I am no familiar…you my dear summoned a demon. So yes a contract is needed in order to work together. I can help you with your magic that is no problem however the price for my assistance may not be what you are looking for. I am an incubus.” He smiles slight fangs flashing in the light of the moon.
I-incubus? Like sex addict demon incubus? What did you do? If you form a contract with him then you are surely to die no? If you remember right the more a incubus feeds from the same victim their health deteroriates and eventually the woman dies. You didn’t want that you just wanted some help with your magic.
“Your thoughts are on your face.” The demon chuckles. “Rest easy I am only part incubus; a child of an incubus & human. I do not consume life force rather something far more delicious…euphoria. That is the best meal for a demon like me.” His eyes darken as he speaks.
Euphoria like…from…oh. Well that doesn’t sound life threatening for starters and you were not appreciating how the idea had images flashing through your mind of different scenarios doing the deed. Your skin felt like it was heating up.
“So to clarify I would not end up dead?” You inquire.
“Physically no. Although I cannot guarantee your mind some women get locked in a headspace caused by euphoria and struggle to return. You being a fresh witch…perhaps starting slow would be better. I do not appreciate fast food.”
“Before I agree to anything I would like to determine limits.”
“That seems fair enough…what do you desire?”
“I have never done this before obviously so patience would be appreciated. If I agree to a contract how long would that contract last?”
“Technically it can last as long as you wish. To sever the contract both parties need to agree however. I can promise I will not cause you harm, what I do will entirely be your choice, I cannot force euphoria out of you it must be real for me to consume. One thing you will need to know…I will have to mark you to bind this contract. If any other demon attacks you or any creature for that matter they will know you are my witch and will suffer aggression as I see fit.”
“Mark me how?” You raise a brow.
“A demon’s mark is much like human’s tattoos. I small incantation and its done no pain.”
“Ok that seems easy enough. What are your limits with this?”
“I have yet to reach a limit young witch, demons are rather depraved beings. For now i have none.”
“Mmmmk noted. What about…the term of this contract I mean do you even age? I can’t imagine being an old lady while you get to stay well…like this.”
Jk laughed heartily. “That is not a problem, the contract is a binding one that includes the term so if it is indefinite then neither of us will age. If that is far too long for you than you can set a specific time frame. Although I doubt you have much to worry about witches live hundreds to thousands of years on their own.”
“Call me vain but I don’t want to be an old bag. Can you really help me with my magic?”
“That I most certainly can do. You may be giving me euphoria for my needs and in return I will work much like your crystals to help you regulate your magic output. Question is are we going to make a deal or not?” His sultry voice was making your hair stand up.
His presence was rather large you could feel it press against your own everywhere. But if he is actually able to help you hone in on your magic would it really be that bad to give in? If it has to be real euphoria it would mean he would have to produce it out of you with his actions right? The ideas running through your mind made your ears and cheeks burn. Ugh fine you have had enough of being a crappy witch you needed to be better and you needed to be more.
“Alright Jungkook? I agree to be in a contract with you until we both decided to sever it how does that sound? I agree to provide you with Euphoria if you can provide me with regulating my magic.” You spoke calmly even though you weren’t.
“Deal y/n. I too agree to be in a contract with you until we both decide to sever it. I will provide you with my skills to regulate your magic as long as you provide me with authentic euphoria.” Jungkook grinned.
His smile was so boyish it threw you off guard for a moment. A document appeared out of smoke he created; he signed his name before passing it to you for your signature. Grabbing a pen you signed it with bated breath you were actually doing this. Handing the document back to him it disappeared into smoke just like it appeared.
“Now that the tedious part is done lets move to the far more interesting part of sealing our contract.” He smirked.
All you could do was watch him move it was like you were transfixed or just nervous out of your mind. As he stepped back up to you he watched you carefully as his hands slid along your jaw cradling your face as he leaned in your eyes closing on instinct. His lips upon yours were way softer than you were expecting, It was just a simple kiss that morphed in to a deeper one taking you into a storm of emotions it was better than you anticipated making your body press against his gripping his vest making a groan surface out of him that only fueled you to return in kind. Jungkook pulled back out of breath his eyes glowing as he tried to calm himself. You put of euphoria and although that is normal he was not prepared for the strength of it even the small amount it was. You looked dazed as you stared at him.
“That does it.We are sealed together.” Jungkook spoke softly as he pulled your hands from his vest.
Still holding your hands he showed you a mark now decorating your right hand on the space between your thumb and forefinger a signia of circling smoke. He was right it did look like a tattoo. His left hand had a matching signia like yours.
“ I promised to go slow. As we work together & get to know one another we will work on my needs. Until then witch when you need me kiss the mark I will be there. Have a good night.” His teasing tone returned.
Before your eyes he disappeared. Your hands still tingling from his touch, your lips still tingling from his…your stomach was doing flips did you really just do that? He kissed you…you kissed him and damn it was good addicting even. The way he looked when he pulled back his eyes hooded, his breaths slightly labored as he collected himself. He was affected too not just you. Your hands shot up to your cheeks as exhilerating panic took over…he was very attractive you couldn’t lie and the reality that your contract would involve him pulling euphoria from you made you jittery. Your mind was taken up by images of what that would entail, would it be more kissing like now or more advanced physical methods. Yes you squealed like a school girl for a moment before grabbing your wine and downing it to calm down. Holy shit you were in for it now.
An idea popped in your head…your eyes fell on the failed potion you started earlier in the day. Would it be possible? Carefully you started a new one…precise just like before. Just as you added the last ingredient instead of smoke it turned blue like it was supposed to. Holy fuck! You sat in your chair stunned. It was just a kiss…how?