Asmodeus's Manor

@♆ Seo Inguk The gross feeling of your tongue against my skin had me grimance. I was more focused on that than my exposed body or even the fact your lips dare cursed to mine. Your stench filled my nose. I can't rid of it even if I wanted to. It felt like it has a permanent stain within my nostrils being how strong it was.
" yourself." I managed to spit back, brows furrowed sharply. The red fire in my eyes shined bright in warning. The energy around me grew hot, hotter than before.

The slender digits around my neck has caught my breath. My hand quickly moved to grip tightly at your wrist and clawed at the rough skin. Trapped between the wall and your gastly figure, I remain struggling for air with the squeeze. Weak against your power there wasn't much else I could do. I wanted the sweet embrace of death to catch me.

@♦ Hyunjin ¥✔ Watching you struggle so fiercely to break free further amused me. I loved. Your fear and anguish were almost tangible. Your iron gripped of desperation was enough to send my twitching in my trousers. Approaching you slowly, I moved like a Mystique liongar stalking its prey in the rainforest. Prowling, patience, and power fill me up, satisfying a craving I have yet to fulfil. The object shattered as it hit the ground, sending fragments flying, some even piercing through me.

My finger laced around your throat, striking out quick as a viper. “My beautiful Hyunjin,” My forked tongue glides from your collarbone to the side of your cheek. The path I once tasted is now covered with a trail of warm green salvia. I plan a kiss on your lips, dispelling my demonic mana into it. The kiss was enhanced by the aroma of cedar wood, whiskey, cinnamon, and smoke. I wrapped my other arm around your waist, lifting you from the floor, and pressing you against me. Once more, I use my hand to pull your pants down, ripping them on the elegant rug, revealing your manhood. “Fight me all you like. That’s what I like about you, my stubborn Jinny.” My hardness pleading for release from my pants as I press against you. “I like it when you fiery. Make sure to scream loudly when I your tight little .” Wrapping my hand around your slender neck for one last squeeze before guiding you back into the wall.

@♆ Seo Inguk The sharp in my head caused by the harsh hair gripping, I'm sure I felt at least twenty strands pull from scalp. I was too focus on breathing in order to stay conscious. Yet I felt my vision weakening each blink I took. The sound of wheezing fell from my lips as my lungs worked over time. Coldness hit my bare skin against my broad back. I heard the ripping of the blouse after, my mind was slowly processing scene by scene. I jerk away from your hand touching me however there wasn't anywhere I could go.

I just wanted a good nights sleep and you're ing it up. A short annoyed but frustrated growl erupts from my throat. With all my rage and strength, my head s back hard towards your skull. I kicked hard to your thigh and crawled away from you. My hands gripped on nearby objects to hurl towards your way.

"Play with someone, whatever else."

@♦ Hyunjin ¥✔ It began with a smile, then erupted into hysterical laughter. My joy echoed through the walls and lofty ceilings as my voice reverberated. Bringing a hand to my face I take in a deep breath to recompose myself. “Oh my pretty, pretty Hyunjin. I had no idea you were so humorous. I suspend you in midair and use my free hand to gently hold your face, giving your cheeks a light squeeze. “You think you get to choose when you in die?” My smile never left my lips as I stared at your limp body. “You will only die when I decide it’s time for you to die.” Moving closer to your beautiful, swollen lips, I admired your features despite the bruises and cuts. “And you my dear Hyunjin, are my favorite masterpiece to play with.” I open my mouth extend my 9 inches fork tongue the side of your jawline and lips. “I’m just getting stared it.”

I clutch your hair tightly and fling you over the oversized plush ottoman beside my bed. I force you to buckle by kicking your knees inward, pushing you down on the piece while admiring your worn-out figure. I perceive myself as a Renaissance man, with a focus on art and its organic beauty. Let’s get you out of those filthy rags shall me.” With one swift movement, I quickly tore off your tunic, revealing your bare back. “Astounding, simply perfect piece of art,” I paused slowing appreciate every inch of visible skin stopping at you loose hanging trousers. Disappointed, I frown and click my tongue in disapproval. I crouched down, positioning my hands outside yours, and whispered in your ear. “Strip those off for me, be a good little boy, and perhaps I’ll fix up that pretty face of yours, hmm?” I asked politely before placing a kiss on your temple. “Please, be a good boy for me Hyunjin. It would hate to break another rib.”

Moving up your bicep, my fingers travel over your shoulder, creating tempting circles along your rib cage until reaching the waistband where a gentle tug was given. In a hushed voice, I whispered, “Off,” against your ear.

@♆ Seo Inguk Sharp pain and a buzzing in my head rang through my ears as I felt nothing but the constant numbing against my jaw. Suddenly to my chest making me wheeze and spat out the blood that filled quickly in my mouth. My vision blurred and my world spun. Another blow made more blood like vemon spat out onto the floor. Dark spots blinded me. I'm so numb that I don't even feel you drag me out of the sheets until my body hits the ground with a harsh thud.

I'm curled up on my side, coughing and wheezing violently. Quickly I can already feel the deep burising that clashed against my skin color. I don't move. I don't get up. Only stare at the soft warmth of the dying dancing flames in front of me.

Although I'm free, I still felt stunned. Paraylized even as I rocked onto my back to stare up at the ceiling and gathering my thoughts. Unlike the other creatures around here, I don't regenerate. I don't heal magically. I'm only human afterall. There was small sparks of flame from my fingertips. I brought one of my hands close to my face so I can see the fire begin to grow just to die out quickly.

"Break me if you want. If you kill me, you're only granting my wish."

@♦ Hyunjin ¥✔ [TW for assault, violence]

My chest rumbled with mocking laughter as the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. From amusement to downright mania, my laughter grew and made my chest vibrate. In that moment, my love for you was unmatched. Your feeble mortal form spasms under the grip of my demonic power, realizing your efforts are in vain. Despite everything, you still have the heart to fight. “You want to fight to you? You like being rough?“ As the laughter quieted, I asked, closing my eyes with intent, intentionally leaving the bindings just loose enough for you to be conscious of their presence.” Blood has been smudged onto the back cuff sleeve of my white dress shirt. “Very well have it you way my beautiful little masterpiece.” I look at your seamen that coat my fingers then flicker my gaze to you watching the rise and fall of you chest. Your becomes flaccid in my hand, so I release it, allowing it to flop onto your abdomen. I extend my pristine hand and wrap it around your jaw, making you look at the gleaming fingers sporting your seed. “I’m going to break you.”

An auible crack of fist meet bone resounded when I delievered a solid punch to your right side of your jaw and another to your abdomen. “Come on, my dear pretty body. You told me you like it rough now lets see just how much so.”

Another burst of manic laughter reverberated in the bedroom, accompanied by two more powerful punches to the chest and jaw. I seized your black locks, dragging you from the bed and hurling you towards the floor next to the softly lit fireplace. “Come on, come on my dear Jinnie, show me the fighters flame. So I may snuff it out.” I slowly ed my shirt bloody shirt and discarded on the floor as I stand to approach you. “I’ll even give you possession your body back.

“So when I do break you down like a stallion at heel to is its master’s call you’ll trully know just how fragile you are against and when I you bloody you’ll know.” A twisted smile crawled up my lips watching you from the shadows as I approach. “Once you acknowledge you’ve done everything possible, you’ll learn your true position.”

@♆ Seo Inguk --- TW! S.A ---

With the force of your hand, my head turns from the slap. Teeth gritted together as I scowl in return. Any time of moment of my hands had more pressure in keeping them pinned down. I wanted to fight back however it's difficult when you're paralyized by a demon. The slight pressure collasping around the throat had me breath heavily through my nose. Your other hand contiuned to taught me futher as you slowed the pace.

I know you were speaking however the only sounds that made it to my ears were high pitched ringing. My windpipe slowly crushing along with the consistant stimulation of slow to my crossed wires in my brain. Eye lids fluttered closed while you continued to speak. As much as I tried to stay conscious, I was slowly slipping into the darkness. Only thing that was keeping me afloat was your hand . The minute I was bring brought to the edge, the was ruined only to be slowly brought back to the edge once more.

Half hoodied eyes open up to you upon the touch of your hand to my cheeks. Brows knitted together then furrowed towards you. The tighting around my neck still made me struggle for breaths. Yet, I was determined to not give you satisfication of anything. As you go on with your fantasy, in my mind I dreamt what you would look like with your head on a spike.

Then your hand sped up without warning. The rapid heartbeat caged in my chest had forced my lips to part in shallow pants of air. In my mind, I was fighting. I was kicking, hitting, punching, biting.. anything to get you off of me. But alas, I was pinned down, choking on air that was forced from my lungs. My nose had a strong whiff of your scent when you captured my lips. Teeth harshly sank into your bottom tier enough to spill blood. Whatever pooled into my mouth I spat back at you.

Bringing brought back to the edge, my head tilts back into the pillows as my body stutters under you. A flash of green hits my eyes as I spilled myself into your hand. Mentally, I cursed myself but I was more angered with you.

@♦ Parkha ¥✔ [TW for assault]
I affectionately patted your porcelain cheek, expressing a gentleness then a firm slap. My lips curved into a pleased smile as I looked at the red handprint on your face. “I’d expect nothing less of you. That’s what I like about you, my pretty Parkha.” A lazy smoke tendril slithered around your neck, akin to a snake assessing its prey. The sinful courtship dance commenced as soon as I stepped into your room.

“I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours.” The smokey mist threatened to bond around your neck inch by inch as I slowed my . “I’d often thought fantasized about you moments like this. You in a state like this, catatonic. Stay here with me, like a good boy.”

My hand cups your beautiful face, staring down at you with a smile that appears to have your best interest at heart. “You are just a little fragile, my pretty Parkha. It’s important human masterpiece stay nice, safe for me.”

It’s common for me to wake up amid the night, pleasuring myself while thinking of you completely defenseless. Your body resting peacefully in the plush bed with you instead of wearing that filthy unbecoming scowl you always boar on your gorgeous face. “My pretty Parkha, there are nights I dreamt about shoving you down into this ing you raw. I’ve even dreamt of savoring the sound of your screams.” I would find pleasure in witnessing you struggle beneath my weight, observing your inability to resist the seductive allure that overtakes your rational mind. I craved to observe your endless battle with all your determination. “I wanted you to come undone for me.

I didn’t plan on crushing you; for I have always had a deep appreciation for beautiful possessions. I have to admit, I desired to see your indomitable will utterly destroy. I craved it, I craved you, and I’ve had my fill of this waiting game. “Pretty, so pretty, my Parkha.”

Longing for the sound of your breath through those tempting lips, I intensify the pace of my rhythmic movements on your manhood. I am determined to make those lips mine. You were mine, after all, my pretty precious Parkha. With my head dipped, I leaned in and kissed your beautifully full tiers. I’d always wondered what they taste like. What those wicked lips would feel like wrapped around my . “My pretty little masterpiece.”

Goosebumps pimpled my skin at the very thought. I mentally reminded myself to discover the answer tonight.

“I’m going to enjoy breaking you.”

@♆ Seo Inguk All the strength in my body felt like nothing. It feels heavily whatever is keeping me pinned to my mattress. Not that I could move anyways. With the continuing motions of your firm hand and whatever energy you're casting upon me, I'm becoming undone underneath you. I tried to focus on breathing mostly since there was nothing else I could do in such a paralyized state. Your thumb rubbing at the tip smeering any drip of precum around. My muscles only jerked in reaction. Quickly, my teeth sank into the bottom of my lower lip to not engage with any involuntery sounds. This seemed to work until another pulse strikes within me. My lower brim slipping from pearly whites just for my breath to choke within my throat.

Hues flashed of green omce more as I stared up towards you. I felt a tightening and heat build up in my lower abdomen. Digits curled into my palm causing imprints on my skin from my nails. Upon your question, I engage no response. Only the sounds of winded soft pants.

@♦ Parkha ¥✔ “That is my pretty Parkha, so pretty. Just relax~” Charcoal vapor crawls, encircling your wrists and ankles further, holding you in place of the bed. Serpent shadows dance against the flickering of the candlelight and the crack of thunder whips across the sky.

The splitting of my tongue caused my words to come out clipped and in a hissed melodic tone. Your trousers are tugged by a wisp of smoke, inching them down your legs as it glide across the bedding. The porcelain-flushed body in front of me awakened my demonic energy cravings. My serpentine tongue flickered once more and my demon fangs elongated into an enormous canine. My hand gives you a firm tug up and down, allowing you the hard in my palm. Slowly, my thumb explores the wetness of your pre- on the sensitive head of your . “So much more well-behaved when you’re compliant, my Parkha.” The temperature warming from rippling emerald waves of mana filtering into the chamber. Tangy, sweet, sour, and with a hint of something smokey, the smell of sweet desire tickled my senses. What is the true origin of your desire?

“Tell me my Parkha,” A green wave of energy resting on your cheek sends traces of demonic compulsion directly into you. Tell me, what is it that you truly desire?”

@♆ Seo Inguk The more of the demoniac aura taking over me, the more my mind begins to slip and I start to lose control of my own body. It's a familar feeling. Living with lustful demons, one would get used to their nature. I guess it's only me now actually living in the manor since his other play toy vanished without word. Who knows where the wife is either. My awakes under your palm and goosebumps plague at my skin. I'm paralyized under your words and natural brown hues flashed the emerald green.

I focus more of my breathing as my heart is beating rapid under my chest. No matter how much I internally scream at myself, I can't tear my eyes from yours but lids flicker and flutter however. A light sound slips from my lips.

@♦ Parkha ¥✔ “Many more than I could ever count.” My lips turned upwards, watching in the dimness of the moonlight. The shadows dancing in the oil lamp glow gave your face a softer ethereal glow. My dear, do you know what?” I asked, using my knees to part your legs wider. My hands still palm you through the cloth, slowly stroking you underneath the covers. “They just aren’t you, now are they my Parkha?” Ignoring your hand grasping mine continued to tease you before slipping my hand inside your underwear. My voice is low and medically hypnotizing. I wordlessly invite you to indulge in your desire. “Play with me~”

In the dimness of the night, I connect my gaze with yours, letting my hypnotizing aura of bleed through me as I invite you to play with me. “Its play time, my pretty mortal.”

@♆ Seo Inguk Cold dark eyes kept up towards yours. They squint as you preformed your tricks on me. I felt the heat rise along the length of my neck. With fire becomes electricty against my skin. I would fight fire with fire but it's pointless against a sin. The overwhelming of senses began to clouded my mind along with the sparked touch of your invading hand. My own rushed to grasp at your wrist that traveled away too far for comfort. A small growl left me. "I don't want to play. I'm sure you have other toys to entertain yourself with."

@♦ Parkha ¥✔ I pinned you deeper into the mattress trapping you with my hips. “You seem quite interested in your master’s personal life.” My hand traces the distinguished features of your face. Emerald green flames flickered between my fingers as I cascaded my hand down your neckline continuing down to your chest. “Have you begun to take a liking to me Parkha my dear?” The flames give off a minty chill along the goosebumps of your skin. Smoke curling around us clogging your nose with my natural demonic aroma of a hint of peppermint, smoke-age whiskey, and nutmeg. “My time is my own,” My hand continued to travel down the flat of your abdomen resting on your clothed . “Being the boss has its perks.” “I like to play just as hard as I work.” I traced the tip of your member lightly with my fingertips before giving you a firm squeeze. “It’s playtime.”

@♆ Seo Inguk I could only groan in annoyance as my personal space, my bubble was invaded by the lust prince. Lids peeled open just for dark orbs to match the ones beeding down back to me. The only barrier we had between us was my silk nightwear in which I was thanking myself to wear tonight instead leaving myself bare. An unamused and dull expression is painted across my features not wanting to entertain you further to see if you'll just go away.
"Don't you have two clubs to run and a wife to attend to?" My hands were trap between us as I didn't bother removing them from their resting position.

@♦ Parkha ¥✔ Your question fell on deaf ears as my sights were set elsewhere. My eyes quickly acclimated to the darkness of your chambers. A smile tugged at my lips when my teeth trapped my bottom tier, clearly amused but the sight before me. It was almost too easy. A pretty little toy obediently resting so peacefully in bed. My human form materialized into a misty emerald cloud of smoke nestling underneath your sheets. I twist and coil around you, transforming back into my humanoid figure. flesh hovered over you before collapsing on top of your body. "You still sweet from a hard day's work, my little toy."
I whisper in your earlobe as I thread my hands from through your long hair.

@♆ Seo Inguk Surrounded in darkness and the warmth of bedsheets, eyes has fallen closed as I let myself slip into a calm and relaxing state. Although, I never really sleep as I am always constantly on high alert. Head flat on the puffy yet firm pillow, my hands on my abdomen, I breathe a steady rhythm. Slowly slowly... I am consumed by sleep until I felt a disturb presence entering my room. I didn't need to guess who it was as there is only one other person here in the entire that was the owner. "What the do you want now?" My eyes stayed closed and my body unbothered. I kept myself in a the cozy cacoon of the blankets.

@♦ Parkha ¥✔ Rose petals decorate the top of my bubble bathroom. New breath circulates through my lungs from the refreshing eucalyptus oil-infused water soothing my body. "Mmmh, thats the spot," I groan, enjoying the feel of the jets pulsating and pounding over my muscles. The warmth of the water put me in a place of euphoria beckoning my demon power to come to life. My hand finds my manhood, and I begin stroking myself to life. It had been nearly 24hrs since I last laid my seed or even exercised an aura of lust on some poor unsuspecting soul. I needed some sense of reprieve from my hellish energy. I began to moan, enjoying my ' sensitive touch and teasing. My hips slowly bucked into my palm, craving more. Much more…Ironically enough, when I detect a familiar presence entering the Manior. "Well, well, he's right on time." I released myself, coming to my feet out of the bathtub. My hand was about to reach my bathrobe when I thought what a waste of time it would be, then I proceeded to make my way to your room.

@♆ Seo Inguk After a long night out, I return to the manior quietly and retired to my room without disturbance. It was after a nice warm shower and fresh clothes, I was in the comfort of my own bed. At this point, I had came to terms after being subjected to a year of enslavement under the lust prince. There was no sense of fighting or definance anymore. Just a waste of energy. Energy I don't want to waste on a mere demon.

I closed the door behind me entering my parlor. My eyes do a quick pan of occupancies, and I was pleased to see for once I had no guess. The servants had retired for the night, and my slave had been working late hours at the diner. It was nice to take this opportune time for myself.

@♆ Seo Inguk Your words were like a hot brand on my exposed skin. I wanted to look at you, wanted to capture you in my gaze to drink in every inch of your tall frame, but no.. I was taught better than that. I hadn't gone through literal and proverbial Hell just to throw all away the moment I stood before you. Taking in a deep breath, I allowed my head to bob in a nod before pausing. I had taken so long to think about what I would say, what I would do, but honestly none of that mattered now.
Raising my head, I dared a place on your direction. Shock held me for mere moments before my composure swallowed all other emotions. "Yes, Master.. They trained me thoroughly.." Though my words held a bit of monotony, they were laced with a sultry vigor as a bit of my power eased their delivery. I was home.

@♆ Seo Inguk /sits up in the bed, just makes it even more of a mess moving and guilding the blankets about in the paint;
As I said, my art. My gift to you. Merry Christmas.
/arms are folded to my chest;

@♦ Parkha ¥ Art my , /I paused in the center of the room before violently tossing you in the bed on the mess you gifted me./
What the if this? /I pointed towards the bed. My voice even although my eye told a completely different story./

@♆ Seo Inguk /is drape over your shoulders like a rag doll and carried up to the room, my breath slightly hitched then I growled at the sudden smack of my ;
I made you art.

@♦ Parkha ¥ Now /picks you up throwing you over my shoulders/
Let's go examine the mess you made shall we.
/spanks you as I ascended up the stairs to my bedroom with you in hand./

@♆ Seo Inguk /keeps a hard piercing gaze towards your eyes to meet with your own as you paralyze me yet I could still sneer, I couldn't move anything by my eyes so my arms were left to their sides;

@♦ Parkha ¥ Shut up human /I shooked my head then wave my hand in front of your face speaking an ancient incantation to paralyze you. Reaching for your throat to keep you steady I level my gaze with you./
Today is the day you learn some in respect. I've been patient and tolerant of you this far but enough is enough. You will learn your place today!

@♆ Seo Inguk /suddenly finds myself here, your hand still around my throat and standing behind me, I push away from you immedately;
Back away, demon.

@♆ Seo Inguk I scale up the stairs into the bed master room with yellow and purple gallons of paint. Putting the gallons down and fists my hand into my pocket, I search for my cigarettes and placed the cancerous stick between my tiers. I snapped my fingers to light the end of the bud. Taking a long drag, I exhailed out the poison from my lungs. I stretched out my limbs then took the yellow paint. To begin my masterpiece...
Opening the can, I begin to tilt the paint at an angle making a steady steam of yellow flow from the can to the floor. I started to walk from one end of the room to the other while walking in a sway. I placed the yellow near a chair then opened the purple. Eyeing the bed, I drag the puple towards it. I took off the sheets and dunk them into the gallon then placed them back onto the bed. I made the bed perfect the way it was before. I ran my hand through my hair while looking at the plain walls.
"Boring.." I walked back to the yellow and grabbed the can then splashed the paint onto the walls and wall decor. I took the purple and did the same as before. It began to look like an art piece.... children art piece. With the gallons empty, I put out my cigarette and placed it in the purple can. Whistling to myself, I walked out the room and closed the door behind me. I walk towards the study to catch up on reading.

@⚜ Lee Sangbi ¥ [H] Keeping a watchful eye upon you as you entered the residence I could damn near smell the uncertainty and hesitancy on your flesh. Something was different about you. Your soul not as pure as before, your demeanor not as bright as it once was. No matter the taste of your sin was just a delightful as before. Pivoting on my heels I walk to the center of the hall looking down at you wants the from above the railing. "Thank you, that will be all." I simply said with a nodded of my head centering my focus upon you. Tilting my head with an intrigued smirk finally parted my lips to greet you. "Long time no speak my delightful little kitten. I hope the house of correction has been good to you?"

[sorry for taking so long this week has been a mess]