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The demon world is cold and dark. Nothing edible grows here, not that there is any need for it seeing as demons do not eat the stereotypical foods that humans eat like fruits and vegetables. Under the reign of Gwi-ma, living here is torturous. Everyone here made a deal with Gwi-ma before, whether it be only a few years ago or even centuries ago. While it seemed to have been worth it when the rewards were first reaped, everything falls apart sooner or later.

Before you know it, insecurities that weren't there before start to squirm their way into your brain. Fear that you may be called a fraud, the insecurity you feel when you are constantly reminded that you weren't good enough to achieve what you wanted on your own and had to rely on help from a demon king to unfairly get what you want.

Then there are the patterns. As the voices start to get louder and more frequent, purple patterns start to spread across your whole body like a plague, a permanent reminder of the deal you made and what you are. They start off small at your torso before proceeding to spread like a seed taking root in the soil and beginning to germinate, slowly reaching your arms and legs until it basically becomes your second skin.

Eventually, the wish that you made at the cost of selling your soul to Gwi-ma becomes the cause of your death (except for Jinu, Gwi-ma's favourite. Gwi-ma couldn't wait to get his hands on him and dragged him down to the underworld the moment the patterns fully engulfed him, not even waiting for Jinu to meet his death)

For Y/n, when he was alive, he was born into the Royal Family during the Joseon era. This was much after Jinu had sold his soul to Gwi-ma and died to become a demon instead. As the second Crown Prince (aka the "spare"), he was expected to work hard and excel at everything that was thrown at him.

Except that, he did not excel. His swordsmanship was terrible even after years of training, he was not academically inclined no matter how many tutors he was given, he could never get the hang of court etiquette and his knowledge of Confucianism was abysmal at best.

At that point, many members of the Court and even his own family began wondering how he could have possibly be chosen and adorned by the Heavens to be born into the Royal Family when he could barely swing a sword or understand a single poem.

In a moment of vulnerability, Y/n struck a deal with Gwi-ma: Grant my wish to excel at everything I attempt, and I will give you my soul.

His wish came true, which is to be expected considering that he sold his soul. Overnight, it seemed like the years of training and mentoring had finally solidified and connected in his brain. His swordsmanship was suddenly unbeatable, he understood poetry as if he was the poet himself and his court etiquette was highly praised among other members of high society. He was so capable that he was suddenly favoured to be next in line to take over the throne.

This did not please Y/n's older brother, who had expected to easily ascend to the throne given Y/n's years of ineptness. He was not going to let what was rightfully his be taken away by anyone, not even his younger brother.

Late at night while he was asleep, Y/n's older brother snuck into his room. With the element of surprise on his side, he took his chance to suffocate Y/n to death. After the deed was done and Y/n was no longer breathing, he manipulated the crime scene, making it seem as if Y/n had taken his own life in the middle of the night while the guards standing outside his door were clueless.

And just like that, the eldest son rose to the throne, and Y/n was sent to the demon world as part of his deal with Gwi-ma.

Being a demon was (for obvious reasons) not fun. When Y/n was alive, Gwi-ma was constantly in his head, taunting him for being worthless and needing others to lift him up to even be able to gain a little recognition. Patterns that started out small, slowly started blooming on his skin and he started to get paranoid about being found out.

However, when he arrived in the demon world, his patterns no longer mattered. After all, everyone here was a demon. But the voices increased hundredfold — suddenly, voices were in his head all the time, poking at his insecurities and his fear of being discarded because he had no value and Y/n felt like his self-esteem had been shattered for good.

That was until he met 5 other demons. Jinu, Abby, Mystery, Romance and Baby all had their own stories.

Jinu was a beggar when he was alive, relying on performing with his Bipa and his voice to earn some money so that he, his mom and younger sister could have something to eat. When he started earning measly amount of coins from his daily performances, food became even harder to come by. Rice was suddenly out of reach and he would sometimes resort to eating grass or nothing at all just so his mom and little sister could eat more of the pathetic amounts of food they bought from the coins that they had just managed to scrounge up.

On a particularly hard day, after months of wearing Jinu down, he finally made a deal with Gwi-ma to bring himself, his mom and little sister out of this miserable life and into a much more comfortable one. Seemingly overnight, his Bipa and singing skills were recognised and he and his family were invited to live in the palace.

And what a life it was. Suddenly shelter, food and clothing were no longer a worry. The palace food kept them full every night and the palace was warm. They finally had proper beds to sleep in and no longer had to keep wearing the same clothes every day.

But soon enough, the patterns spread and Jinu was sent to the demon world, unable to see or protect his family ever again.

Romance's life was not any simpler. Before everything fell apart, when Romance was a child, it was clear that he was more feminine. He carried himself with grace and he loved doing his makeup and dressing nicely. However, his father died when he was still a kid and his mom worked as a prostitute but had grown too old.

Since she was unable to make money the way she used to, considered "too old and ugly" for the customers, when Romance grew up a little more, his mom made Romance take her place as a newer younger prostitute. She'd dress him in dresses, do his hair and makeup and force him to sell his body to men and women so that they could eat. Eventually, it became less about survival and more about luxury.

Romance's mother became addicted to being able to earn ludicrous amounts of money without actually putting in much work herself. She went to the boss of the brothel and asked for Romance to receive even more clients. This was when Romance's effeminacy became his nightmare.

Suddenly, the number of customers he saw a day tripled. At first, he tried to stick to it out of some fucked-up sense of filial piety but he soon reached his limit.

One night, when Romance was particularly vulnerable after having seen all his "clients" for the day, Gwi-ma offered him a deal: Sell his soul and he could escape the brothel and become less "feminine" so no one would take advantage of him again. And Romance agreed.

Soon after, both his Mother and the boss of the brothel mysteriously passed away. Numbed from years of being used as a money-making tool with his body, Romance left the brothel without the smallest inkling of guilt. He didn't mourn his mother, didn't care that he was the reason for his mother's death. He was just happy to finally have his freedom, knowing that he could walk down the street and not worry about being taken advantage of again.

However, it didn't last. He was soon caught for the death (the word his captors specifically used was "murder") of his Mother and former boss. He was punished with a beheading and upon his death, was sent to the demon realm.

For Mystery, when he was alive, he was an ulzzang, a conventionally attractive person who was not a public figure or famous. Because of his good looks, photos of him spread on social media and he soon got a lot of attention online. This cultivated into his own fanbase that he didn't even ask for or want. Some "fans" started crossing boundaries, following him around, getting his location, where he lives, even personal information.

When it only affected him, he was able to power through it. However, the rest of his family were soon affected as well. Suddenly, photos of his parents and siblings were showing up online. They were constantly stalked, photographed without their consent. Mystery's relationship with his siblings started deteriorating, being blamed for their lives now constantly being disrupted.

One day, when they were in the family car trying to have a normal excursion, a crazy fan decided to follow, driving their car closely behind Mystery. The fan then accidentally triggered a car accident, crashing into their car and pushing the family car into the van in front of them at a red light. While Mystery and his siblings escaped unharmed, their parents who were sitting in the front, died on impact.

While in the hospital trying to recover, Mystery's siblings stopped speaking to him, pretending he doesn't exist as they irrationally believe that he caused their parents' deaths.

Isolated in a time when he needed his family the most, Gwi-ma took this opportunity to strike a deal with him so people would no longer notice Mystery and his looks so he and his remaining family would no longer be affected. Believing that this was the only thing he could do for his remaining family, Mystery gave in.

Ignored by his siblings, Mystery moved out of the family home soon after he made a full recovery and was discharged. He rented a small apartment and survived on his own, living a semblance of a normal life now that he was no longer chased by obsessive fans.

However, the voices soon started, telling Mystery that he caused his parents' deaths and the isolation he received from his siblings. Unable to bear the guilt, a few short months after moving into that tiny apartment, Mystery took his own life.

Abby has a similar story to Y/n.

When Abby was alive, he was very skinny and could not build up muscle no matter what he did. As a man, he was expected to be buff and help with the hard labor. But with his physical build, he could not help and was simply made to feel like a burden when he tried to help with small tasks.

Slowly, the village started looking down on him. They felt that since he was not contributing to the village, he did not deserve to get any of the rewards the village reaped as a result of the other men's hard work. Abby wasn't allowed to take any food off the table and was isolated and made to survive on his own. He looked for food on his own in the forest, painstakingly learnt how to gather his own wood for the winter, and how to make his own furniture. However, he hated being alone.

Desperate to feel a sense of community and not feel isolated anymore, he made a deal with Gwi-ma for a muscular body type so that he could finally contribute and be accepted.

It worked. Suddenly, he could lift the heaviest boulders, cut down the most trees and plow fields in record time.

However, one day, while doing hard labor, an accident occurred. One of the villagers was carrying a boulder up the hill but his body gave up before he completed the climb. The boulder came rolling down the hill and Abby was killed in the process, causing him to be brought into the demon world.

Baby has the saddest story of them all. His life on Earth was the shortest as his mother gave him up to Gwi-ma in exchange for riches. Feeling a rare sense of guilt, seeing as he took his soul the moment Baby was born, Gwi-ma allowed Baby to grow up a little in the demon world instead of being stuck in his newborn state till the end of time.

He let Baby grow till the beginning of adulthood. However, because the demon world does not have the resources needed to raise a child well, Baby, despite being fully capable of being mature, could still be a little childish. His mindset is sometimes stunted and since he didn't get the chance to fully enjoy his childhood like normal people, he is sometimes easily distracted like a baby.

It started off as simple brotherhood, then it blossomed into a romance between the 6 of them.

Y/n never knew it was possible for 6 men to be in a relationship together given that he was born and raised in a time where homosexuality was absolutely out of the question, let alone a polyamorous homosexual relationship, but he loved it. His partners had became so important to him that he couldn't imagine life without them now. Sure, there were fights now and then but then again, so does every relationship.

At the end of the day, it's his boyfriends that make living in a barren wasteland bearable.

"Babe," Y/n's voice rang out in the darkness. "My love?"

Baby kept quiet, sat down on the dirt in front of an old tree, knees to his chest as he thought to himself.

"Why aren't you with the others?" Y/n gently asked as he sat beside Baby.

"Gwi-ma was being all domineering and the other demons were all moaning about being hungry and I didn't want to deal with that," Baby replied.

Y/n chuckled softly before pulling Baby in a little more by his waist. Baby has always been more sensitive to loud noises and crowds than most. He skipped out on most meetings with Gwi-ma when demons who were sent out on missions came back with no victory whatsoever because Gwi-ma would always yell and the poor demon would always be screaming, making Baby feel overwhelmed and like he just needed to hide.

"Yes, well, Jinu needs us. So, do you feel ready to face the crowd?"

"I'm not ready," Baby whined, hiding his face in Y/n's chest. "I don't want to go, please. You can't make me!"

Y/n stroked Baby's hair, trying to calm down his tantrum before laying a kiss on his head. "I'll cover your ears, alright?"

"Can we just stay here a little longer?"

Y/n pulled Baby in a little more, hugging him tighter. He rocks the younger from side to side, trying to calm him down.

"Jinu needs us."

Baby huffed once more before he finally nodded.

When they finally grouped back with the others, Gwi-ma was already punishing the demon who failed her mission today.

"I understand you are weak!" He yelled, burning the demon alive.

Y/n quickly used his hands to cover Baby's ears as promised. He knew his hands couldn't block out the noise completely for Baby, but dimming down the sound was enough for Baby to feel appreciative and a little more comfortable with his surroundings.

"Pathetic! Useless! All of you!" Gwi-ma spat. "Don't you idiots know? Once the hunters turn the honmoon gold, it is over for us!"

Then came the first note from Jinu's bipa. Oh, how Y/n adored his voice and instrument. There have been countless times where Y/n just wanted a reprieve from the voices in his head no matter how temporary the relief, and Jinu could always deliver, singing songs that caused Y/n to relax and his eyes to go droopy for a little nap.

"There once was a mighty demon king. Stop me if you've heard this one before. He was in total control. He feasted on souls. The world trembled when he roared," Jinu started, floating down from the shrine so he could start walking towards Gwi-ma, Derpy and Sussy by his side.

"But then some hunters sang some songs. Now all he does is starve. Can't get at the souls, and his flame grows cold. Just a whisper in the dark," He continued his story. "And will he let the fire go out? Is this the end of him now? Dying king with a crumbling crown? Will he let the fire go out?"

"I let you keep that voice, Jinu. And you dare to mock me with it?" Gwi-ma responded to his song.

Joined by his 5 partners. Jinu continued without fear.

"I'm not here to mock you. I'm here to help you. It's time for a new strategy," He explains. "We fight the Hunters where they least expect it. Go after the very thing that powers the Honmoon. The fans."

Months of training were about to come to fruition.

Y/n braced himself before striking a ridiculous pose with his group as Jinu had made them agree to. Because, yes, in addition to practicing Soda Pop so many times that they all heard that song in their dreams on the off-chance they do sleep, Jinu (and Abby) had insisted for months that they have to practice their posing.

"I feel so ridiculous," Romance whispered to Y/n.

"A demon boy band?" Gwi-ma pondered before he burst out laughing. "What makes you think that could work?"

Jinu snapped his fingers.

The group transformed, becoming much more conventionally attractive than their fellow demons (no shade to them). They became a level of attractiveness that, after months of studying humans, Jinu knew humans find irresistible. Sharp jawlines that could probably give you a paper cut, stunning eyes (cat and doe eyes specifically), muscular bodies (mainly Abby) and a baby face that most fangirls adored in boy groups. In other words, picture-perfect men.

"Yeah, that's totally gonna work."

"Yeah, 100%."

"Okay," Gwi-ma agreed. "I know you, Jinu. In 400 years, you've never done a single thing that didn't serve yourself. What do you want?"

"The memories. I want them erased."

Chapter Text

They didn't need a place to live on Earth. Demons like them never got tired, a place to recuperate was unnecessary for their survival. And they could always choose to return to the Underworld if they pleased. But that didn't mean they weren't going to take full advantage of living on Earth for the foreseeable future.

With the help of Gwi-ma's magic, they managed to secure an apartment for their group. It was a decent apartment with ample space considering that the six of them would be living together.

There's an average kitchen directly to the right of the entrance for cooking if they'd like, not that they even need to eat considering they’re demons. The only good thing about being a humanoid demon is that their hunger is lowered, only needing to feast every few days. They could even eat only one soul a week if they were that desperate to ration souls and they took to starvation the best, which was needed considering that with Huntrix's (Y/n has no idea who is in this group because he hasn't been back on Earth in centuries and hasn't bothered to keep up with the happenings) influence on the world, a bountiful supply of souls is hard to come by.

There's also a living room, furnished with a couch and some extra chairs to accommodate all of them and a TV. There are 3 bedrooms (1 on the left of the home and 2 more on the right further into the home), each big enough to accommodate 2 of them so now came the issue of roommates.

"I'm rooming with Jinu, I call dibs," Abby is the first to bring up the matter.

"You say it like that's anything new," Romance replies.

Within their group, everyone has their "favourite" person. Abby and Jinu are usually together, stuck at the hip. Romance and Baby love sticking to Mystery but Baby also has a habit of coming to Y/n. For Y/n himself, Romance and Mystery are his go-to partners (though Baby has been clingy with him lately and he is so adorable, Y/n can never tell him no) and Mystery (being Mystery) doesn't have a favourite member, mostly going with the flow and whoever is available.

"Mystery, who would you prefer as your roommate?" Y/n asks.

Mystery has been quiet since they arrived on Earth, overwhelmed by the sheer difference in environment.

The citizens of the Underworld were always moaning and groaning from hunger and discomfort. Occasionally, there'd be screaming from the poor souls Gwi-ma was torturing. And very rarely, the Underworld would be quiet when Gwi-ma was dormant and inactive to save strength.

But the Earth is full of happy people so full of lives and purpose in their eyes. The air smells clean and the surrounding humans are chatting with one another so happily. There's laughter and smiles all around. The sun is shining bright and it's so warm on Earth, unlike the dark and cold Underworld that they're used to.

Mystery's senses has always been the sharpest among the six of them, so it's no surprise that Mystery is having the hardest time adjusting.

"I can room with Romance," Mystery replies. "Seems like Baby really wants to room with you."

Y/n smiles softly. "Okay," He agrees, leaving a soft kiss in Mystery's hair.

Y/n can't see Mystery's face past his fringe but he knows that Mystery is definitely blushing.

"I call dibs on the bigger bed," Baby grinned before claiming a room for him and Y/n.

There was no bigger bed. The room held two single beds with an archway leading to a small bathroom. There was a window on the right side of the room, letting in the natural sunlight, but Baby quickly covered it up with the curtains.

"It's too bright," He simply says when Y/n raises an eyebrow before Baby goes to explore the connecting bathroom. "That shower cubicle with the glass door could lead to some interesting nights."

"Baby, if you interrupt my shower time for sex, I will kick you out of our room," Y/n replies without missing a beat.

Baby huffed and pinned Y/n down to the bed.

"You always complain that I'm not in the mood when you are. But you're also out of sync with me," Baby whines. "Please," He begs a little, rolling his hips and trying to get Y/n in the mood.

Y/n rolled his eyes, booping Baby's nose before gently pushing him off so Baby is lying on the bed beside him and Y/n can get up to sit down on his bed.

"Fine, tonight," Y/n agrees. "If you behave."

Baby immediately grinned, getting a satisfied look in his eyes. "I'll hold you to it!"

"Guys, let's go shopping," Romance's voice sounded from his and Mystery's room, he seemed so excited he might as well have been singing.

"We're demons, what would we even buy?" Baby sasses, shooting down Romance's idea. "We don't need anything to survive!"

"Don't mind him, Romance. Bullying is just his love language," Abby replies.

"Come on, let's go," Y/n carried the whining Baby off the bed and into the living room where the others were waiting.

"I know bullying is his love language," Romance says. "It's why I enjoy annoying him so much."

Romance's hand slid down Y/n's waist and suddenly groped his butt. Baby, who was being given a piggyback ride by Y/n, immediately (gently) kicked Romance's hand away.

"No! My person," Baby calmly lays his claim as his arms tighten around Y/n's shoulders a little more. "Mine!"

Romance raises his hands up in false surrender. "Okay, okay," He laughs.

"No~" Y/n whines when his favourite person pulls away from him. "Romance hyung, come back!"

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At Romance's request, they all decided to go out shopping. There's no deadline for this plan to work and they aren't sure how long it will take for their plan to succeed. So for the sake of making their new living environment more pleasant, they agreed to go out to find things to furnish their new home with.

"Babes, would I look good in this?" Romance asks, holding up a white lace shirt.

"Yes," Jinu replied after giving the top a once-over. "You look good in everything."

The rest of the members hummed in agreement. When you have Romance's face and fashion sense, everything looks good on you.

Romance blushed and nodded, deciding to get the shirt for himself. Attempting to stop himself from blushing so hard, he snatched more clothes from the racks, planning to use them to dress his boyfriends.

"Love, you'd look good in this," Y/n says, grabbing a white denim jacket off the racks and showing it to Romance.

"Y/n, my reason for living, my arms are kind of full," Romance points out, looking at his arms that are currently holding a stack of clothes.

"I'll help you carry some," Y/n replies, quickly kissing Romance's cheeks before he snatches about half the clothing pile so that Romance can carry a lighter load.

"I can help too," Mystery adds, his voice soft as he grabs the remaining clothes out of Romance's arm so that the older can continue looking at clothes without a care.

Overwhelmed by his lovers' help, he kisses them on the lips, making sure to hold for a few seconds before he nuzzles his nose into their cheeks as another silent thank you before he goes to look for more clothes he likes.

During the shopping spree, they discovered new things about themselves. Romance is obsessed with skincare and despite modern makeup being different from the ancient makeup he is used to, he is a natural at it nonetheless. Baby loves energy drinks (and chocolate milk, which was a confusing addition) Mystery likes plushies, just like Baby. But Mystery loves the plushies with little squeakers or speakers inside specifically. Abby loves human workout equipment (considering they don't have such things in the demon world) even though his buff body was given to him by Gwi-ma. Jinu is a workaholic since everything he wanted was followed up with "we could use this to make better songs!" And Y/n’s ability to master everything he tries really does apply to "everything" even in the modern world. Like math, foreign languages, new musical instruments, to name a few. He could master them all easily as if he learnt it since he was a baby.

Abby got some workout equipment, deciding that he was going to exercise and do serious cardio as often as he can from now on. Romance, to no one's surprise, also got a 20-step skincare routine because "skin like this is hard to come by and must be maintained." Mystery decided to get a crochet kit and yarn because he "wants to make gifts for the other members" which they melted so hard at his admission. Baby got an iPad and Nintendo Switch and Y/n got room decor for their apartment, which was more like a skeleton right now than an actual home. And Jinu got some books on songwriting and analysing fan culture just so they could attract more fans in a shorter amount of time and even develop new strategies.

As for everything they wanted to get, did they pay for any of those items? Of course not. They're demons. They simply chose what they liked and either manipulated the staff into letting them leave or just teleported away. Call it the advantage of being a supernatural creature.

By night, the apartment looked more like a home. The beds were fitted with proper sheets and comforters. Baby's bed was looking more like his own with all the gadgets on his side of the room. Mystery had made a little corner for his crochet kit and future creations, Romance had piled his dressing table with his large amount of skincare and makeup.

Abby lined up his workout equipment in his and Jinu's room and Jinu set up a little shelf for his books. Y/n kept his side of the room simple, keeping one fake plant on the dresser beside his bed so there's more life on his side.

But now, that is the last thing on Y/n's mind, at least, when Baby is down on his knees, nude with his lips so pretty stretched around his cock.

Baby is so obviously choking, letting out little coughs as he tries to force more of Y/n down his throat even if he clearly can't take any more. His hands were grabbing at Y/n's thighs looking for some comfort as tears prickled at the corner of his eyes. He could feel the stretch of his throat as he continued to inch forward on his partner's length, trying to nose his way down till he took it to the hilt.

"Baby, don't force yourself if you can't, silly," Y/n smiled fondly, hand in the younger's hair.

He pulled Baby off his length, giving the younger some breathing time but Baby simply cried in response.

"No! I want it!" He whines as if someone took away his favourite lollipop.

Y/n chuckled, grabbing his own cock and using it to lightly hit Baby's cheek. The younger flinched at first, feeling a little disgusted and shocked by the explicit move but he soon enjoyed it, getting a spark of lust in his eyes with every hit.

"Beg for it if you want it that badly."

Baby pouted. He hates begging for his wants the most, preferring to use puppy eyes to win over his partners or simply being a brat till someone gives in to him. Y/n raised an eyebrow, waiting for Baby to talk.

Baby huffs one more time just to see if he can manipulate Y/n into simply giving in to him with his cuteness. When Y/n doesn't move, that's when Baby finally starts to beg.

"I want it badly… want you in my mouth. I need you to fuck me until everyone hears me scream. Please. I want to be full."

Baby looked up at Y/n again with his puppy eyes, trying to conjure up more tears to look extra adorable and pleading. Y/n can never resist Baby when he's acting that cute so he simply pushed his cock into Baby's mouth, smirking when the younger practically moaned from just the contact and feel of cock in his mouth.

"Go ahead."

With permission given, he starts to lick and suck like it's what he was born to do. Nosing his way down the length, Y/n groaned every time Baby's throat squeezed his cock whenever he swallowed. He sometimes pulls back a little to let his tongue flicks at the cockhead, occasionally tracking along the veins as well just to experience the sensation of it.

"L-lube," Baby spoke through the cock in his mouth.

Lube, an interesting human creation made for easier penetration. The idea was intriguing to all of them. In the demon world, when they did feel like fucking, they simply used their saliva or blood or with no preparation at all if they really were that desperate. However, with this "lube" now in their possession, it seemed that sex was going to be a whole lot easier with reduced hassle.

Y/n summoned the lube bottle into his hand, passing it over to Baby. Keeping full eye contact with Y/n the entire time, Baby lathered his fingers with the lube, bringing his fingers nearer to his hole and started to open himself up.

Upon the initial push in, Baby moaned louder, the sound vibrating around Y/n's dick as the lube worked a lot better than Baby was expecting. He was impatient, immediately thrusting his fingers in and out and stretching them out, his hips also automatically bouncing on his fingers.

His human fingers aren't long enough for the depth of penetration Baby enjoys so he quickly transforms back into his demon form, immediately letting out a whine and clenching down tighter when he feels his fingers elongate inside him.

Y/n turns back into his demon form as well so they have equal standing and Baby whines, his mouth stretching wider to accommodate Y/n's demon size, choking a little with the way the cock in his mouth gets longer as well, forcing its way down his throat. It's getting harder to breathe (not that he needs to) and he loves the way his lungs burn with the need for useless air.

Y/n's hand (though it's more like a claw now, his fingers more long and slender and with sharp fingernails at the tip) found its way back in Baby's hair, holding his head in place before he started thrusting into the younger's mouth. With both his holes being so violently used, Baby couldn't stop moaning. Everything feels overwhelming yet not enough in the best way, and all he can think about is how he needs Y/n inside him deeper.

He pulled his fingers out of himself and pulled off of Y/n's length.

Out of breath, he could only say, "Bed… inside… need it deep."

Y/n, always excited to please his partners, immediately picks Baby off the floor, tossing him onto his (Y/n's) bed. Y/n grabs the red silk strip he stole earlier that was specialised for vigorous activities and quickly ties Baby's hands to the headboard.

Baby squirms about, desperate to touch his partner's skin. In his demon form, he could easily get out of his restraints. But there's something about letting his partners have control over him during sex that just lights a fire in him and crave to be forced into submission a little more. Giving up his autonomy, feeling almost as if he is forced to take it when all he can do is lay there even though he knows full well that he could fight back if he wanted makes him feel so small and weak. He feels a strange sense of humiliation mixed with the need to please his partners and let them use his body in the way they desired with no consideration for his pleasure.

"Just lay there and take what is given to you," Y/n says before settling himself between Baby's spread legs and lining his cockhead up to Baby's hole.

When he feels the cockhead push past his entrance, he lets out a small sound, adjusting to the stretch as it's been a while since he's been penetrated, often fluctuating between periods of nonexistent sex drive and bouts of impossibly high libido and stamina. He lets out a gasp when Y/n pushes in more, Baby immediately feeling overwhelmingly full as Y/n continues to push in.

Demons are not small by any means. Y/n in question is longer than he is thick but Baby (and all the other members, except for Abby, who never bottoms) loves it, being able to feel himself being impaled up to his belly button, literally rearranging his insides. (Thank Gwi-ma for their bodies quick regeneration abilities or sex with each other would be impossible)

Baby's legs start fighting back when the fullness starts feeling like too much, fidgeting around and pushing against the mattress to push his hips up and off the mattress. His legs start kicking around gently when Y/n continues pushing in, bringing Baby's mind into an overwhelmed state when he is being made to take more even when his body is screaming it's too much to handle.

Y/n's hands grab Baby's legs by the shins, using his strong demon grip to hold them so Baby is unable to move at all. Now fully restrained, Baby lets out a whimper, feeling completely broken with the way he has lost his autonomy. Y/n finally pushes in all the way, buried to the hilt as he feels the way Baby clenches down.

"Let me know when I can move," Y/n's soft voice instructs, getting a nod from Baby as his body is gently shaking from the overwhelming intrusion.

While Baby is busy adjusting, Y/n starts to leave light kisses on Baby's legs, starting from his shins and alternating legs before making his way down. He eventually reaches Baby's inner thighs, sucking light hickies and bruises into the sensitive skin there and leaving bite marks to lay his primal claim on the younger.

Baby is trying his best to adjust quickly. His body twitches a little here and there while he makes little movements. Occasionally, he unintentionally makes the cock in him hit a good spot, getting an overwhelmed and choked moan from his lips as his back arches.

Baby whines before he finally speaks. "You can move now."

The first thrust in is rough enough for Baby to let out a loud moan, back arching up off the mattress as his hands instinctively tug against their binds, causing the headboard to bang against the wall. If they break the bed or damage anything in this house on their first night, Y/n knows they're going to get scolded by Jinu tomorrow. Y/n lets go of Baby's legs and leans down, crowding Baby's space so that he can get a better look of the younger's face when it's contorting with pleasure.

"Damn, they're loud tonight," Y/n could hear Abby say from the living room.

"Ah!" Baby let out another moan as Y/n's thrust pushed him further up the bed. "I-it's deep! F-fuck!"

Y/n chuckled, thrusting in another time as Baby let out a cry so pitiful, Y/n contemplated going easy on him. Even though Baby could be very sassy on a normal day, sometimes traversing into outright bratty territory, Y/n's favourite thing about Baby is that he is extremely vocal in bed, particularly when feeling so pleasured by his partners that he feels like his eyes are going to roll to the back of his skull and he's going to ascend to heaven.

"I thought that's what you wanted, sweetheart," Y/n taunted, leaning down to plant passionate kisses on Baby's neck, sucking hickies as he goes.

Y/n pulls out to the tip, Baby letting out a cry as he feels the emptiness, clenching down on nothing.

"Please, inside, I've been good," He begs as a tear rolls down his face. "I need it."

Y/n quickly kisses the tear away, licking a little at the tear streak before pushing his lips against Baby's. His tongue forces its way into Baby's mouth and he starts slowly sinking back into Baby's heat, letting Baby feel himself getting filled up inch by inch until Y/n was buried to the hilt. Baby spasmed, his body unable to handle the feeling as he squeezed down hard, trying to milk Y/n's orgasm out of him.

"Fuck," Y/n breathed, pulling out to the tip before his hips snapped hard, getting a scream out of Baby. "You're tighter than I remember."

Baby whimpers at the explicit phrase, clenching down tighter from it. "B-big."

Y/n thrusts in once more just to see the way Baby arches and how his eyes roll all the way back.

"If you keep going like that," Baby breathes and strains to speak through pleasure as it sounded like using his voice was hurting him. "I'm going to cum too quickly!"

Y/n chuckles and stills inside Baby for a little longer, giving the younger time to catch his breath and adjust. He takes this time to nose around Baby's neck, unsheathing his fangs and looking for any inch of unmarked skin and biting or sucking on it to lay his claim. He chuckles every time he bites, feeling the way Baby tightens up at the sting.

Baby can feel the way his body is reacting to Y/n's length. The sensation leaves him overwhelmingly full, feeling a cock in a place where humans could never reach but demons of Y/n's length could. In a place where he usually wouldn't feel anything, Baby feels his body trembling and shaking with pleasure, his toes curling and his fingers gripping the sheets while his eyes roll so far back he may ascend to heaven despite being a demon.

He loves the way it feels like his body is being remodeled after Y/n's length and thrusts, laying an unseen claim so deep inside him that it leaves him in tears but still wanting more. A need so intense he wants to beg Y/n to leave him tied to the bed with no purpose other than to be a vessel for Y/n's pleasure, to be someone who can never leave him and always use him to his heart's content until his body is permanently scarred and marked by Y/n's size and scent so no one else can ever see him so vulnerable.

"You guys are loud," Romance casually walks in in his demon form, closing the door behind him.

Y/n heard the lock click and chuckled. Romance, the freak, only ever likes sex when there are two or more of them. Suggest having sex with only one partner, and he'd pout about how boring and "vanilla" that is. Sure he'd do it, but he loves having more partners to dote on and spoil during sex.

"Well, Baby was in the mood," Y/n smiled as he gets off Baby so Romance can have some room. "And he is rarely in the mood and so eager like this, so I'm taking full advantage."

Romance let out a hum, quickly stripping himself before settling himself on Baby's chest, cock in front of the younger's mouth. Compared to Y/n, Romance's size is less impressive — still longer compared to a human but definitely not able to rearrange his insides. Romance fully seats himself on Baby, thankful that he could since demons don't need to breathe. Baby automatically opens his mouth, and Romance pushes his length in, letting out a sigh when he feels the warm wet heat of Baby's mouth.

Instinctively, he starts to thrust into Baby's mouth, starting off shallow but getting deeper with each thrust, enjoying the gurgling sounds coming from Baby's throat whenever he goes in too deep. Y/n continues his thrusts, being rough in the way Baby likes, causing the younger to moan and scream around Romance's cock with the way Y/n's length keeps constant pressure and friction on his prostate, not even jabbing at it but constantly rubbing considering his length.

Baby let out another scream, sound muffled by Romance's cock in his mouth as he messily orgasms, the semen spilling out on his torso. Y/n let out a groan, feeling the way Baby got unbelievably tight around his cock. Feeling his orgasm getting closer and closer, he starts getting rougher.

The skin slapping gets louder as he pulls out entirely now, slamming back in with demonic strength that has Baby sobbing and screaming from overstimulation. His tied hands uselessly grabs at the air for anchor as his body was overwhelmed.

"Fuck, almost there," Y/n groans.

If Romance wasn't eagerly thrusting into his mouth, Baby would be begging for mercy, for Y/n to orgasm inside him and stay inside, but he couldn't. So he did what he could, clenching down hard on Y/n and sucking more eagerly on Romance.

With one final clench, Y/n finally orgasmed, staying inside Baby and letting his cum fill the younger. Baby whines around Romance's cock when he feels the heat bursting in his core and the vibrations were enough to make Romance finish down Baby's throat. Satiated, Romance got off Baby and laid down beside him on the small bed.

"I'm dizzy… and thirsty," Baby whines. "You were too rough," He continues as Romance curls into the youngest as a form of comfort.

"We're sorry," Y/n chuckles. "Do you want something to drink?"

"Chocolate milk," Baby says.

"No. You need something that will actually hydrate you."

"Fine, I want Monster."

"Something with electrolytes."

"I don't know anything about electrolytes!" Baby whines. "Why'd you ask if you won't let me have what I want?!"

Romance shushes and soothes Baby like you would an actual baby.

"We just want you to feel less dizzy, okay?" Romance coos, taking on a motherly tone.

"I'll get you one of Abby's post-workout drinks," Y/n replies, stroking Baby's thigh to pacify the younger.

Baby flinches and moves his leg away, whimpering and whining like a wounded puppy. "I'm too sensitive."

Y/n chuckles and nods, putting on his boxers before going to the kitchen.

"Well, you are glowing," Abby comments from the couch.

He has Jinu seated beside him and Mystery in his lap for a cuddle session.

"Was it that good?" Abby continues to question.

Y/n nods and hums as he quickly gets one bottle of Pocari from the fridge. "Good and rough enough for Baby to feel dizzy."

Jinu wolf whistles at the comment and Y/n slips back into the bedroom.

The moment Baby sees him, he starts making grabby hands for the drink bottle in Y/n's hands. Without waiting, he snatches and opens it, drinking it down like he has been left high and dry for weeks.

"Okay, slow down," Y/n laughs as he wipes away the drops slipping out of Baby's mouth.

"Don't choke," Romance nags him as well.

The moment the bottle is empty and he feels much better and more like himself, Baby is back to being whiny and bratty.

"Shower," Baby says, feeling icky.

"Romance, can you wash yourself? Or do you want to shower with us?" Y/n asks the older who is sinking into the mattress like jelly.

"Yeah, no, I'm good. I'll shower in my own room. Maybe I can get Round 2 with Mystery," He says, getting up, quickly kissing Y/n on the cheek and Baby on the forehead. "Are you okay, Baby?"

The youngest could only whine and nod as he curled in on himself, wanting the comfort of a warm shower after feeling sweat and the scent of sex sticking to his body.

"I'll leave Baby to you, then," Romance tells Y/n before leaving the room.

"Okay, come here, Baby," Y/n says, leaning down to carry Baby up from the bed.

Baby immediately makes grabby hands for Y/n, wrapping his arms around the older's shoulders before being carried and wrapping his legs around the older's waist as well.

"My little koala," Y/n says fondly, bouncing Baby in his hold gently for a little while.

Baby nods, as if agreeing. "Yours."

"Mine," Y/n reaffirms.

Y/n carries the younger into the bathroom and Baby soon feels well enough to stand on his own, but still clinging to Y/n, hugging him and burying his face into Y/n's chest. Y/n has no choice but to help Baby shower, wetting his hair and massaging his scalp with shampoo before washing his body and rinsing Baby off.

While Baby stands there, letting Y/n do all the work, he can still feel the heat of Y/n's cum in his core, almost like the warmth is spreading everywhere, not just staying in one place, almost as if his body is reluctant to let go of Y/n's seed and trying its hardest to hold on as long as it can.

It'll probably drip out eventually. Most likely when other people are around and his steps feel heavy as if every single step forward he takes is only for Y/n, as if his thoughts and his body are for Y/n only to claim in such a deep primal way as if his body no longer belongs to him.

The thought makes Baby want to cling tighter to Y/n, to tie him to the older and for them to always be together, never apart for even a second.

Y/n can feel Baby nosing around his collarbones and neck as if using Y/n's body scent for a sense of comfort. Suddenly, Y/n felt the sting of Baby's fangs sinking into his neck. He lets out a laugh that curls into a moan at the pleasure-pain. When he adjusts to the sweet sting, he lets out a chuckle and pats Baby's head.

"Better?" Y/n asks.

Baby lets out a soft relaxed hum before hugging Y/n tighter and letting the older continue washing him.

When their shower is done, he prepares some pyjamas for Baby. When he looks into the closet, he sees that Romance has prepared a teddy bear pyjamas set for Baby. Fluffy and long-sleeved, the set itself is dark blue with teddy bears printed on the top with matching pants. Y/n takes the set, bringing it back into the bathroom where Baby is tiredly drying his hair with a towel.

"Arms up, my love," Y/n says as Baby quickly obeys so Y/n can put the shirt on him.

Baby practically preens from satisfaction when he feels the comforting material on his skin.

"Legs," Y/n says softly as Baby lifts one leg at a time so Y/n can finish dressing him.

"Okay, now sit on the sink," Y/n instructs, lifting Baby up by the waist to place him down on the sink like a doll. "Good boy," He basically coos.

"Don't call me that," Baby blushes, voice soft.

They spent a few more minutes in the bathroom, Baby sitting on the counter gently kicking his feet as Y/n used the towel to finish drying Baby's hair. Just as Y/n is about to finish, Baby lets out a yawn, stretching his arms.

"Alright, my love. Time for bed."

Baby quickly hugs Y/n again, signalling that he wants to be carried to bed.

Y/n obliges, allowing Baby's legs to wrap around his waist so he can carry him off the counter.

"Sleep with me tonight," Baby says softly as he feels Y/n walking to his bed. "Please," He softly pleads as he is laid down on the mattress.

"Y/n, can you tuck me and Romance in?" Mystery asks, peeking from the doorway.

"I'll be there in a moment, Mystery. I'll get Baby settled in first," Y/n replies to the younger boy.

Mystery nodded and quietly turned back to his room and Y/n returned his attention back to Baby. He pulls up the covers to Baby's chest and hands him the Cinnamoroll plushie that Baby insisted he needed or he'd throw a tantrum in the middle of the mall.

Baby turned onto his side, closing his eyes and letting out a small yawn as he nuzzled his nose into the plushie.

"Go to sleep, I'll be right back," Y/n softly promises as he lays a kiss on Baby's forehead.

Baby let out another yawn, "Okay, love you, Y/n."

"Love you too."

With that, Y/n turns off the light in their room and quickly heads to Mystery and Romance's room, remembering to completely close his own room door behind him. When he reaches Mystery and Romance's room, Y/n sees that they have pushed their two single beds together to form one bigger bed.

"Okay, sleeping time," Y/n says, approaching Mystery first.

Mystery immediately nods, laying down on his side of the bed and pulling the blanket up to his neck. Y/n makes minor adjustments to the blanket and pushes Mystery's fringe aside just enough to let a bit of the younger's forehead show. Gently, he leans down and presses a kiss to Mystery's forehead.

"Good night, Mystery. I love you."

"Good night," Mystery responds softly. "I love you."

Y/n smiles, quickly rubbing noses with Mystery before turning off the lamp on Mystery's side of the bed.

When Y/n makes his way to Romance's side of the bed, the older is already buzzing with excitement, gently bouncing on the mattress.

"Calm down," Y/n laughs as he sits down on Romance's bed. "You'll disturb Mystery."

Romance quickly gets his legs under the covers but holds Y/n's hands out of excitement. He calms down as soon as Y/n positions him to lay down on the mattress and Romance starts to lay gentle kisses on Y/n's hands like a prince from a fairytale.

"Okay, Romeo," Y/n jokes as Romance does not let go of his hands.

Y/n removes his hands from Romance's grip and brings the comforters up to Romance's chest and Romance lets out a satisfied hum when Y/n gives him a goodnight kiss on the lips instead of the forehead kiss that was given to Mystery.

"Love you, Romance," Y/n says when he pulls back.

"Love you too!"

"Can I turn off the light now?" Y/n asks.

"Wait, can I get a goodnight hug?" Romance asks, suddenly scrambling to sit up in bed as if the hug was the difference between life and death.

Y/n laughs. "Okay, sure."

Y/n leans over and wraps his arms around Romance, the older doing the same to him. The hug feels warm, and Y/n squeezes Romance a little tighter, remembering how much the older loved it when hugs are tight. Romance said it warms up his nonexistent soul and makes him feel treasured.

In the tight embrace, Romance also tightens his grip and takes in deep breaths of Y/n's scent, as if wanting to remember every little note of his partner's smell. He could smell the chamomile of Y/n's body wash and a hint of the Bubblegum shampoo they all got at Baby's insistence.

"Feel better?" Y/n asks, still holding Romance close.

Romance nods before finally letting go. "Good night."

"Good night, Romance."

When Romance lays back down and closes his eyes, Y/n quickly turns off the bedside lamp and leaves the room, shutting the door behind him. Walking past Abby and Jinu's room, he hears that the two oldest members are still awake.

"Night, Abby. Night, Jinu. Love you," Y/n quickly peeks into their room.

"Good night, Y/n," Jinu gets up and kisses Y/n's forehead.

"Night, Y/n," Abby replies.

"Go to bed soon, alright?" Y/n asks, looking up at Jinu. "I know we're demons and we don't need sleep, but we should still rest before performing tomorrow!"

"Okay, we promise," Jinu replies.

Y/n smiles, going on his tiptoes to give Jinu a quick peck on the lips before he goes back to his own room.

When he opens the door, Baby immediately whines and complains.

"What took you so long? I was lonely," Baby huffs.

"Aww, I'm sorry, sweetheart," Y/n coos as he joins Baby under the covers. "I'm here now."

Baby just let out one more whine before turning over to his side so he could snuggle into Y/n's chest, acting as the little spoon as Y/n's arms wrapped around his waist and his head rested on Baby's. In the quiet darkness of their room, surrounded by the scent of his partner, Baby peacefully fell asleep.

"I love you so much, Baby," Y/n whispered to the sleeping demon, laying one more gentle kiss on Baby's cheek before he goes to sleep as well.

Chapter Text

"Good morning, wake up," Mystery's soft voice woke Y/n up in the morning as Romance yanked the curtains open, letting in the sunlight.

Y/n squinted at the light, blinking a few times before he adjusted to reality and his vision cleared again. Baby, who was still hiding in Y/n's chest, was still sleeping soundly and didn't seem to react at all.

"Good morning, Mystery. Morning, Romance," Y/n greets, readjusting to sit up in bed but still letting Baby comfortably rest in his chest.

When his eyes fully adjust to the light without it being an assault on his senses, he sees that Mystery and Romance are already dressed and ready to go.

Mystery is wearing a muted yellow-orange tank top with matching gloves with a purple and pink vest over his top. The outfit is then tied together by the jeans Romance has picked out for him. His hair is covering his eyes again and Y/n notices the slight bit of hair gel Romance used to style it just to ensure the fringe does not move.

Romance is wearing a long-sleeved yellow button top, a pendant and white jeans with pink hearts printed at the bottom. His hair is styled with hair gel so that his fringe forms the shape of a heart. Y/n wonders how much hair product it took for Romance to make sure that his hair does not budge a single inch. The heart-shaped hair is certainly an interesting choice but Romance pulls it off.

"Morning," Mystery replies, laying a gentle kiss on Y/n's forehead, causing the other to grin happily.

"Love you, Mystery," The words slip from Y/n's lips as he tugs Mystery down to sit on the mattress with him.

"I made this vest," Mystery says as he tugs at the material to give Y/n a closer look.

"It’s so cute," Y/n coos, smiling at how Mystery looks like a little kid bringing their artwork to their parents to get their approval and praise. "You like the crochet kit you got?"

Mystery hums, nodding gently as if shy to admit that he found a human hobby he enjoys and is good at. Y/n smiles, leaving a gentle kiss on Mystery's cheek before patting the younger on the head, trying his best to not ruin his already-styled hair.

"The mattress was really good last night," Mystery says, making conversation as they wait for Baby to wake up a little more, seeing how the maknae was currently hiding his face in Y/n's chest, probably on his way to Dreamland again if the slow rise and sink of his shoulders were any sign.

"Right?" Y/n laughs. "So much better than the dirt and tree bark we're used to."

"My back actually feels so much better," Mystery agrees as his hand finds Y/n's, intertwining their fingers lightly.

"Romance, are you just going to ignore me?" Y/n pouts, pretending to be hurt by the other's silence. "You're so mean. Me and Mystery are having a conversation on how good the mattress is and you're just ignoring us!"

"My love language is dressing you nicely and making sure you have clear skin," Romance replies, sounding offended that his partner would ever think to call him mean as if he is a neglectful lover.

But regardless, he still walks over to kiss Y/n on the cheek and Y/n hums happily from the touch. Baby is just starting to wake up, his eyes squinting as he adjusts to the sunlight entering the room before hiding his face in Y/n's chest again when he finds it's too bright for him.

"Where's Jinu hyung and Abby hyung?" Baby mumbles before he yawns again, clinging to Y/n a little tighter as he is reluctant to leave the comfort of the mattress.

"They were up late getting it on last night," Romance replies. "They aren't awake yet."

"I told them to go the bed early! I even told them to rest," Y/n groaned.

"They didn't. They were at it for hours. We could feel their headboard hitting the wall," Mystery replies, sitting on the bed as he rubs Baby's back. "I think they were taking advantage of having a soft mattress."

"Yeah," Romance agrees. "After all, being pinned to a tree and getting fucked is not really an enjoyable experience compared to a mattress."

"We still have time so we're letting them sleep in a little more. It's our first time sleeping on a proper mattress in centuries after all."

Y/n nods. "Who bottomed?"

"Jinu, who else? Has Abby ever let anyone top him?" Romance laughs. "I'll go get everyone's outfits ready."

"Okay, thank you!"

"Come on, Baby," Mystery calls, trying to separate Baby from Y/n.

Baby in question, takes Mystery's words as a sign to hold on to Y/n tighter, not wanting to be separated from his person. "No! I don't want to let go!"

"We need to get ready for the day," Mystery reasons, voice calm compared to Baby, who sounds like he's about to throw a massive tantrum. "Y/n can't do that if you're clinging to him all the time."

"No!"

"I'll brush your teeth for you if you come with me," Mystery bargains. "Apparently it's a daily part of humans' routines. It actually helped Romance and I feel cleaner."

The mention of feeling clean (a privilege afforded only to humans, not demons) causes Baby's ears to perk up and he peeks out from Y/n's chest, hands loosening their grip on Y/n's shirt.

"You promise?" Baby asks.

Mystery nods in reply and that's all Baby needs to get out of bed and jump onto Mystery's back.

"Let's go!" Baby whines, kicking around to tell Mystery to start moving.

While Mystery brings Baby into the bathroom to get ready for the day, Y/n finally gets out of bed and starts with some stretches to prepare his body for the day. His body feels lighter today compared to usual. Perhaps getting a good night's sleep really does make a difference, even for demons. He quickly makes Baby's bed, smoothing out the blanket and properly arranging his plushy before going to the bathroom as well.

He sees Baby sitting on the sink counter, keeping his mouth open while Mystery brushes his teeth for him. The sight makes Baby seem like a baby bird, opening his mouth and waiting for Mother Bird to drop food in his mouth.

Y/n gives Mystery a light butt slap, the younger jumping from the unexpected contact, blush showing on his cheeks as he continues to brush Baby's teeth. Baby gives Y/n the side-eye, laying his claim on Mystery.

"Don't glare at me like that," Y/n laughs as he wets his brush and puts toothpaste on it. "It's hard to take you seriously like that knowing I was inside you and had you crying last night."

Baby goes red at the reminder as Y/n starts brushing his teeth, the older mostly mimicking how Mystery cleans Baby's teeth.

"His neck is also covered in your bite marks and hickies," Mystery replies, adding his own observation nonchalantly.

Baby makes a disgruntled noise, as if telling them not to tease him. The other two giggle before wordlessly calling a truce, deciding to continue teasing Baby later.

The peacefulness is interrupted by the sound of Romance humming before the sound of hangers and outfits being thrown onto their beds sounds and Y/n peeks from the bathroom at the outfits Romance has prepared for them.

On his own bed, Y/n sees a pair of black ripped skinny jeans, a blue button top and a red tie for a pop of colour. Baby has blue-purple skinny jeans and a blue button-up top that matches his own with a pink sweater and yellow beret to go over it for the outfit to be more eye-catching.

Mystery got a small cup of water from the sink and held it up to Baby's mouth, getting the younger to gargle his mouth before spitting it out. Y/n does the same shortly after and the three of them walk back into the bedroom.

Since they're all partners who have seen each other naked and been inside each other multiple times over the past centuries, they don't bother with modesty and instead strip and change right then and there. When Baby is done changing, Romance immediately sits the youngest down on his bed, makeup products in hand.

"What is that for?" Baby asks, dodging Romance's hand which is holding a beauty sponge that has been lightly dipped in foundation.

"Foundation," Romance says.

"I mean the sponge. It looks like a dickhead," Baby deadpans.

"Your neck is covered in hickies and bite marks," Romance rolls his eyes and explains, looking at Y/n as he speaks knowing full well Y/n is the culprit. "You look like you did 3 rounds with a wolf. Look at the indents from Y/n's fangs!"

Baby lets out a choked sound before staying still, letting Romance dab the foundation on his neck to cover everything up.

"We'll go wake up Abby and Jinu," Mystery says before dragging Y/n away.

"Sure," Romance says, hand still dabbing away at Baby's neck.

When they enter Jinu and Abby's room, clothes are strewn everywhere and the blanket is a mess. Abby and Jinu are still asleep, Jinu in Abby's arms as the redhead (hot-pink-head?) has his arms wrapped around Jinu tightly as if afraid someone would steal him away in his sleep, and they clearly enjoyed themselves last night.

Mystery and Y/n take this chance to jump on the bed, straddling each partner before bouncing on the mattress like two kids waking up their parents on Christmas morning.

"Wake up, wake up, wake up," They tease in sync.

The two oldest members immediately groan, wondering why their bed is moving and who are the loud voices interrupting their sleep.

Abby is the first to wake up, immediately grabbing Y/n by the waist and pinning him to the bed.

"Ah! Mercy!" Y/n screams as he is held down by Abby's body weight and tickled. "I surrender, please!" He says through laughter.

The sound is enough to wake Jinu up completely so Mystery gets off of him and simply stands by the bed. Y/n lets a loud sigh of relief when Abby finally lets him go. He takes the chance to immediately pounce on Mystery, holding onto the younger like a human demon shield.

"Mystery, they're being mean," Y/n whines.

"Hyung," Mystery replies, oddly serious.

"Hm?"

Mystery plants a surprise kiss on Y/n's lips. The other reacts fast, holding Mystery by the neck so he can't pull back.

"Great," Jinu groans. "PDA in the morning."

"You and Abby hyung made a racket last night while Romance and I were trying to sleep. You don't see us complaining," Mystery emotionlessly sasses, making Y/n laugh and kiss the younger in response.

"This is why I love you," Y/n giggles, making Mystery laugh. "My favourite person."

Jinu puts his hands up in false surrender, chuckling before making his way to the bathroom to get ready for the day. Abby also gets out of bed, patting Mystery's back in apology before he follows Jinu to the bathroom.

"Y/n, come here. I need to get your makeup done too," Romance's voice sounds.

"Coming!" Y/n calls, running over to answer his hyung's call, Mystery calmly following from behind him.

When he enters the room, the marks on Baby's neck were so expertly covered up it looks like a blank canvas again and he has the lightest blush to make his baby cheeks stand out more.

"Oh my gosh, you're so adorable," Y/n cooed, taking Baby's face in his hands. "I want to bite you."

"No," Romance says, lightly smacking Y/n with Baby's plush as if disciplining a misbehaving dog. "No biting. It was hard enough covering the marks you made. Now, sit."

At Romance's command, Y/n sat on the bed next to Baby. For Y/n's face, the process was fairly easy. Romance just applied some primer, sunscreen and light foundation before giving him the lightest eyeliner and mascara, allowing his cat eyes to stand out without getting too obvious. His neck required more work seeing as Baby had bitten him a few times last night. Romance also helped him apply some lip balm because "we may be dead but that's no excuse to have chapped lips."

"I've done it again," Romance praises himself. "I am a genius!"

"Romance, this shirt is a little too small," Abby says, walking into the room with a Hawaiian shirt that is definitely too small for his build.

The shirt was clinging to Abby's skin, showing off every small detail of his body. But Y/n would be lying if he said it didn't make him want to climb Abby like a pole.

"It's supposed to be too small," Romance whined as if annoyed that Abby didn't share his vision. "Please!" He whines. "Keep it on for me!"

Abby was about to retort and bargain for a better outfit but at Romance's plead, he held back and agreed just to see Romance smile.

"Love you!" Romance replied when he noticed Abby giving in to him.

"How do I look?" Jinu asks, showing up at the doorway with his outfit.

"I want to rip it all off you," Y/n replies with no hesitation. "And not let you leave the bedroom for a week."

"Nope, I'm still sore," Jinu responds, backing out of the room with his hands up in surrender, getting a whine from Y/n.

"Was I not enough last night?" Baby whined in reply, offended that last night's sex was not enough for Y/n.

"No, you are enough," Y/n whined. "I'm just being dramatic. I love you the most," He continues, trying to pacify Baby. "Jinu's just too attractive for his own good."

"I don't love you anymore," Baby pouts, pushing the older off. "Mystery is my favourite now," He sits in Mystery's lap.

"Fine, then Romance is my favourite now," Y/n plays along with Baby, throwing a playful tantrum as well.

"Sweetheart, my love, my heart," Romance starts as Y/n clings to him in his lap. "I need to do Abby and Jinu's makeup. Do you see their necks? It looks like a battlefield! I need to cover it up."

"But I love you," Y/n whines like a scorned lover. "Don't abandon me. Don't make me leave you."

They eventually managed to finish up Jinu and Abby's makeup with Y/n still in Romance's lap since he really did not want to get off. They decided on a compromise — Jinu and Abby had to stand in front of Romance and bend their knees to get to his eye level so Romance could work his magic while Y/n could comfortably remain in Romance's lap.

Like Baby, Romance had to work hard to cover up their markings, finishing them up with a thin coat of setting powder.

"Okay, before we leave, there are some things I need to give you guys," Jinu says as he is holding a box in his hands.

"Oh, gifts," Y/n beams at the thought.

The 5 demons show absolute confusion when Jinu gives each of them a thin rectangular metal box, all of them fidgeting with the device, shaking it and tapping at it incessantly trying to figure out the function of this invention.

"These are phones an- Mystery, no! We do not eat the phones!" Jinu freaks out as he gently smacks Mystery on the head to make the younger release the phone from his mouth. "Humans use these things to communicate, you just need to press the button on the side to turn it on and then start tapping on the screen," He continues to explain, constantly keeping his eye on Mystery to ensure the younger is not eating the device again.

Baby got the hang of it easily, probably because his mind was stunted into a weird bridge between a teenage and adult mindset. He and Jinu started teaching the others and everyone soon got the hang of it. Abby took the longest and Baby made a comment about how lucky Abby was that he has a great body because his mind is useless (Baby earned himself a spank from Jinu for that)

When Jinu was absolutely sure everyone could use their phones with no issues, he finally made a group chat and invited all the members to it.

"Now we can communicate easily," Jinu explains. "If you guys ever need to talk, just send it in the group chat."

'Hi, bitches,' Baby texts in the group chat.

"Baby, no swearing," Jinu lectures.

Baby🍫: 💀💀💀

Baby🍫: 🩸🩸🩸

Baby🍫: 🖕🖕🖕

Baby🍫: Fuck you >:)

Jinu has set settings to “Only admins able to send messages”
Jinu has made Abby💪, Romance❤️, Mystery❔ and Y/n👻 admins

Abby💪: Just got his texting privileges and he already lost them!

"Hey, that's not fair!" Baby complains. "All I did was have fun."

"I think you mean you're giving me a headache," Jinu replies. "If you calm down, I'll give you back your texting privileges."

Baby just huffs and keeps his phone, refusing to look at Jinu.

"That works for me," Jinu smirks, knowing his attitude is just going to piss Baby off even more.

"Don't bully him too much, hyung," Y/n smirks as the maknae is already sulking in his arms.

Jinu nods, giving in to Y/n before he speaks again. "One more thing."

He takes 6 flat plastic cards out of his back pocket before handing one to each member.

"These are bank cards. Every time you buy something, just tap it on their card scanner and it'll be paid for," Jinu explains. "Should be easier than learning how to use a new phone."

"Why can't we just… you know?" Romance asks, waving his hands in the air to ask why they can't just hypnotise every cashier they meet.

"Because then, we'd be accused of taking advantage of our stardom to get free things. And humans don't like that," Jinu explains.

The other members quickly keep their cards in their back pockets, except Baby, who is still huffing.

"I don't want it," He stubbornly says. "Jinu gave it to me, I don't want it."

"Really?" Jinu teases. "You can get unlimited candy with that."

Baby freezes, quiet as he takes Jinu's words into consideration. "Fine… maybe just this once."

He then keeps the card in his back pocket, scowling at anyone who laughs at his attitude.

"Okay, now we're ready to go," Jinu smiles, ruffling Baby's hair before they all head out.

…………………………………………

Jinu, as the mastermind of their plan, had to organise their performance, looking for suitable venues and the logistics that came with it. So when they were walking out on the street, none of them questioned where they were going, simply following and trusting Jinu to bring them to the performance venue.

"Go through that alley, my shoelace is untied. I'll catch up," Jinu instructs.

Y/n whines at the thought of leaving Jinu behind, wanting to be clingy with his partners today, but when Romance holds his hand, giving him another arm to cling to, Y/n immediately follows the group. Y/n's eyes looked forward, seeing a trio of girls, one with a hoodie on as the other two hid behind her.

By this time, the tightness of the Hawaiian shirt was starting to annoy Abby. Tired of feeling restricted, Abby finally stretched, the buttons popping off as the shirt flew open, leaving Abby's body revealed for everyone to see.

At that sight, Y/n heard the black-haired and pink-haired girls of the group squeal as if fangirling over Abby.

"So hot!" The pink-haired one said.

"Ugh, you guys are so gross…" The purple-haired one groaned.

Y/n had to agree with Pink Girl. Even he was trying to sneak glances at Abby's toned chest and six-pack. But could you blame him for wanting to shamelessly ogle his Greek God of a partner?

Just before they could fully exit the alleyway, Jinu bumped into the purple-haired girl, knocking her box to the ground before packets of tonics fell to the ground. At the sound of the commotion, the rest of the group waited for Jinu to regain his composure before leaving.

Jinu turned back to the girl and quickly brushed off his shoulder and gave the girl a quick once-over.

"Uh…"

"Huh?"

"Watch yourself," Jinu says before he walks away with his group.

"Watch my- Watch yourself! Look at this mess!"

They continued walking to the main square and Jinu led them just in front of a massive billboard in front of them. There were already a few people starting to gather and stare, wondering if they were the Saja Boys the pamphlet said were going to perform today at noon.

"That one's so hot," Y/n can hear a teenage girl giggle with her friend as they stare at Abby and his unbuttoned shirt.

"Yeah," Her friend replies. "But that one's so cute."

"No, the one with the fringe covering his face," The third one coos.

"You can't even see his face!" The second girl whines.

"Yeah, but I know he's hot under there," She squeals in response.

Y/n couldn't help but chuckle at their reactions. The humans were surprisingly easy to draw in. No wonder Jinu was so confident that their plan would work. The humans of today are so gullible and naive.

It was performance time. When the music played, Y/n's muscle memory kicked in from months of practice, singing and dancing like he was made for it.

"It's those stupid jerks again!" Purple Hair groaned in the audience. "These guys are a boy band?"

Jinu pulled out a tonic packet and drank from it impromptu mid-performance. Where did he get the tonic packet from? Y/n never even saw Jinu swiping it from the girls, it almost seemed as if he pulled it out of his ass.

"One, two, three, four, five, six," Purple Hair gasps. "That jerk stole one of my pouches!"

Y/n had no idea who these girls were but the black-haired girl was his favourite because her shoulders started bopping to their music.

"It is annoyingly catchy, though."

"It's infectious."

Did Y/n get a little jealous seeing his boyfriends throwing kisses to the crowd during the instrumental after the first chorus? Yes, definitely. Would he admit his jealousy? No. So, what he did instead is to throw kisses at the crowd as well out of spite, purposely aiming for the black-haired girl of the trio.

"They can make hearts out of thin air?" The pink-haired out questioned, almost mad at their audacity.

Y/n laughs when he sees that the kiss-heart he made hit the black-haired girl in the face right after her pink-haired member snatched the first one that headed for her.

"They're demons!"

"Magicians!" The black-haired one says. "Demons!" She corrects herself when she notices her bandmates looking at her questioningly. "Obviously demons. Dang, they're good."

"Incredible," The purple-haired one agrees. "But a demon boy band? Why?"

"I don't care," The tall pink-haired one replies. "A demon's a demon. We kill them."

"No, it's too public," The purple one holds her back.

"What if they try to kill these people?"

"It doesn't look like they're gonna hurt anyone," The black-haired girl points out. "In fact, it almost seems like they're nice demons?"

"Demons are never nice!"

"They're coming after the fans. We gotta stop this now," The purple-haired one says as they move forward, pushing their way through the crowd.

The music ends and they get into the final position with no issues, barely breaking a sweat (mostly because they've long lost the ability to sweat). Y/n, wanting to be clingy, stands behind Jinu, wrapping his arm around the older's waist while the older speaks to the crowd.

"That's all for now. See you tonight on everyone's favourite variety show. Saja Boys love you!"

With Jinu's introduction done, they disappeared into a cloud of smoke.

Chapter Text

When they got back to their apartment, Y/n got to work and did a quick search on who the Huntrix members are. He knew Gwi-ma allowed them to come up to Earth to stop some hunters with their new strategy but Y/n honestly didn't care enough to find out who they were taking down. But now, since they're getting more public recognition, Y/n reckons it's important to know who the Hunters are considering they're the top artists of the world and not knowing them as a rookie group probably wouldn't look too good on them to the public.

Not knowing who your industry seniors are will probably result in a huge scandal, which will be a huge mess for Jinu to clean up.

The first search result to pop up shows that Huntrix is composed of three members who have been active for years. Their maknae is Zoey who came from America and is their lyricist and rapper who Y/n recognised to be the black-haired girl he saw this morning. Next is Mira, the visual and lead dancer (and by extension, their choreographer) and is the pink-haired girl Y/n saw. Then onto purple-haired member Rumi who had bumped into Jinu this morning. She's like the centre of the group with a deceased mom who was part of the Sunlight Sisters (who Y/n assumes was the previous generation of hunters, considering they were also a trio)

After that, he created social media accounts for the group. Y/n got the idea from Baby who was already on the couch on his phone scrolling online, looking at videos and posts of others who already had accounts. It was clear that he's addicted even though they'd just gotten the phones this morning.

And he still doesn't have his texting privileges back.

When the Instagram and Twitter (because I am never calling it X) accounts were set up, Y/n immediately made his first post. A simple mirror selfie of him in the outfit he performed in a while ago and another selfie where his face is clear. He filled the carousel with more photos he has of the members (which isn't a lot considering he just received the phone and only took some quick pictures of them when they got home) Candid photos of them chatting with one another and a quick screenshot of a post he found of them online. After checking in with Jinu that the photos have the all-clear to be posted, he writes a simple caption and clicks post.

"Thank you for the support for today's performance! Saja Boys love you! #sajaboys"

Within minutes, the post is garnering massive amounts of likes and followers on both sites. The most popular comment on the Instagram post is "Do an Instagram live please!"

"Jinu hyung, my love," Y/n calls, melting over Jinu's lap on the couch with his stomach up like a snowman that had been left in the heat for too long.

He stretches his four limbs like a content cat that has finally gotten used to its new home environment. Y/n's hands even squeeze lightly at the air while his toes curl from the satisfying stretch and he lets out a yawn.

"What do you want?" Jinu asks in a fond tone while his hand rests on Y/n's stomach.

The other members are relaxing together in the living room. Baby and Romance are battling it out on the Xbox (they quickly teleported to an electronics store while Y/n was making his first post and "paid" for it before teleporting back to the apartment) while Abby and Mystery are watching them fight, Abby cheering for Baby (thus why Romance is pouting and trying so hard to defeat Baby) while Mystery remains quiet and Jinu is making sure no fight breaks out.

"Can I do an Instagram live?" Y/n asks with puppy eyes even though he knows Jinu would never say no to him. "Please!" He adds, purposely dragging out the word. "For the fans!"

Jinu just chuckles, his deep voice sending a chill down Y/n's spine.

"Fine, do it in your room with the curtain closed, alright? We don't want to give away our home location."

Y/n immediately springs up, kissing the older's cheek.

"I love you, hyung!" He cheers. "Abby hyung, can I borrow your phone?"

Abby passes his phone over without much thought, too busy focusing on the rivalry between Romance and Baby.

"Love you, hyung!" Y/n says, quickly kissing Abby's cheek before running into his and Baby's room, closing the door behind him.

Y/n closes the curtains like Jinu instructed and turns on the room light instead. He places the phone on the table in the room so he can have both hands free during the live and hits the Live button as soon as the room is all set up.

"Hello, Saja Boys' Y/n here!" Y/n greets, seeing the viewer count on his phone blowing up.

The comment section immediately blows up with fans saying hi and freaking out over the Saja Boys opening an Instagram account so quickly after their performance.

"Since today was our first appearance, I want to introduce all our members. Our leader is Jinu hyung, you guys saw him today wearing white outerwear," Y/n says as he zooms in on Jinu in a screenshot of today's performance on Abby's phone. "He also helps produce our songs and lyrics."

"This is Abby hyung. He helps with choreography! Romance hyung helps with our fashion and makeup. If you think we looked really good during today's performance, that was all Romance hyung. Then we have Mystery, he doesn't have a set role. He helps out wherever he can! Then we have Baby, he's our maknae and rapper! And then there's me, you can call me Y/n but my stage name is Ace, because I'm Saja Boys' Ace, get it? I can do anything!"

Y/n spends the next 30 minutes in his room just answering questions from fans, letting them know a little more about Saja Boys and their members (except for the part where they're actually demons who sold their soul to Gwi-ma centuries ago and have been sent to Earth on a mission to completely brainwash everyone so they can send their souls back to Gwi-ma to feast on)

Meanwhile, in the living room, Mystery suddenly got up from the sofa and stretched a little.

"Mys, where are you going?" Abby asks.

"To find Y/n," Mystery replies before knocking on Y/n's bedroom door and walking in.

"And actually, Romance hyung—" Y/n was in the middle of conversing with the fans before stopping when he heard Mystery come in. "Hi, Mystery!"

The comment section immediately flooded with fans saying hello to Mystery.

"I taught them Soda Pop's chorus just now. They said they'll make it a dance challenge," Y/n said with a twinkle in his eyes so innocent it almost seemed as if he is the younger of the two.

Mystery just nodded in response.

Y/n chuckled. "Mystery doesn't talk much in front of others. He's been like this forever!"

Mystery quickly walks out of frame and Y/n assumes it was because of him not wanting to receive too much attention. Until he continues rambling to fans watching the live and feels Mystery's hands gently splitting his thighs open from under the table.

Y/n hears the zipper of his jeans unzip and Mystery starts tugging on the rim and his boxers. When Mystery is unable to remove the articles of clothing due to Y/n sitting down, he starts poking Y/n's thigh, trying to wordlessly communicate with him to lift his butt.

Trying to remain subtle, Y/n squirms around, pretending that he is trying to find a more comfortable to sit and when Y/n's butt lifts off the chair ever so slightly, Mystery quickly pulls the layers of fabric down to reveal Y/n's cock.

Remembering that he still has Abby's phone in his hands, he types a note and secretly shows it to Mystery under the table.

'What are you doing?'

Mystery types down his own note on his phone, 'Everyone had sex last night except me. I feel left out.'

Y/n couldn't argue with that and with Mystery saying that he feels left out, Y/n can't bring himself to push Mystery away because he does feel bad that he didn't include Mystery last night.

Pleased that Y/n will not stop him, Mystery gets to work immediately. In human form, their sizes are smaller but since their human bodies are also less capable in the sexual sense, it doesn't feel like they're missing anything. Mystery uses one hand to wrap around Y/n's length, pumping it while he leans down to mark Y/n's thighs with hickies and bites while the other hand is used to support himself.

Y/n's more sensitive around the thighs and the best reason he can come up with as to why he's suddenly acting so strange is to pretend that he is not feeling well so he immediately addresses the fans, "Is it just me or did the temperature suddenly increase?"

Just when he finishes asking, Mystery opens his mouth and takes Y/n into his wet heat, sucking and moving up and down while his hand squeezes what he can't swallow in a set rhythm.

'Fuck,' Y/n thinks to himself, wondering how he is supposed to act normal when he's being given a blowjob under the table.

He's internally freaking out, not wanting to get caught. But a part of him also can't help but find it hot. This is a new experience after all. He doesn't want to get caught, but the danger of the situation, the thought that one moan could expose his situation, is enough to get his body to tensed up and on alert.

Trying his best to focus on the fans, one hand reaches below the table to grab Mystery's hair while he scoots a little off the chair so it'll be easier for him to thrust into Mystery's mouth without looking too obvious on camera.

He reads and answers a few more comments all the while thrusting into Mystery's mouth, holding the younger in place by his hair and his hips do all the work instead. The more Y/n restricts Mystery, the more he can feel the younger becoming more feral, which means that he's going to have trouble walking for the next few days after this.

"Umm… I'm feeling a little under the weather," Y/n tells the fans when he hears Mystery start whimpering from his restriction. "I'm just going to turn this off and get some rest. Thanks for watching today! Bye!" He rushes before finally hitting the turn off Live button.

The moment he hits that button, Mystery deep-throats him, taking him so far down his throat Mystery feels like he would gag. The squeeze from the muscles of Mystery's throat has Y/n throwing his head back in a whimper as he intertwines his hand in Mystery's hair.

"Calm down, calm down," Y/n breathes out, slightly panicked as he is trying to pull Mystery off him, more for himself because he's blinded with pleasure.

Mystery clearly didn't like that because in the next moment he pulls off and grabs Y/n off the chair, lifting him up like a sack of potatoes and spanking him on the ass. Being treated like this by someone younger, Y/n couldn't help but feel a little bit (actually, very much) humiliated, his cheeks (both the ones on his face and butt) turning red with how much force Mystery used.

"W-wait," Y/n quickly says before Mystery throws him onto the mattress. "On my bed, over there. If not, Baby will throw a fit."

At Y/n's words, Mystery wastes no time, throwing Y/n down onto his own mattress with insane strength.

"Switch back," Mystery instructs, already stripping off his own clothes and changing back to his demon form.

There was no way in hell Y/n would take Mystery's monster up his ass in human form so he listens and switches to his demon form, quickly taking off his top as well.

Before he can even process what is happening, Mystery quickly manhandles and flips Y/n such that his stomach is on the mattress with his back arched up so that his ass is in the air. Y/n hasn't even completely processed the change in position before he feels Mystery's hot breath on his hole, clenching at the feel of hot air.

Not wasting time, Mystery's lips meet Y/n where he is most sensitive, his freakishly long tongue immediately penetrating him for a taste. Y/n has never been so thankful to be suffocated by a pillow as his mouth drops open in pleasure and he lets out a loud moan, legs immediately quivering in pleasure.

Mystery lets his tongue explore the most sensitive parts of Y/n, curling his tongue and even trying to push it in just a little deeper. While his tongue is busy, his lips suck gently on Y/n's rim, occasionally biting just to feel the way Y/n's knees momentarily give out whenever he does.

His tongue starts to thrust gently, pulling back before forcing back in with its full length and Y/n lets out a scream when Mystery's tongue manages to jab his prostate head-on. He lets out his first sob (though he can't cry) when Mystery does it again, clearly aiming to drive Y/n mad with all this stimulation.

The longer you stay as a demon, the more your body starts to lose its many abilities.

After about 3 centuries as a demon, Y/n finally lost his ability to shed tears. Mystery and Baby who were slightly younger still attained their ability to cry but they also rarely do so since crying doesn’t solve much when you’re a demon. The only time Y/n can really remember them crying is when they're so overwhelmed by pleasure that their bodies' only way of coping is to shed tears.

Without thinking, the younger groans when Y/n clenches down on his tongue and gives the older a rough spank.

'This is what the humans mean by gentleman in the streets and freak in the sheets,' Y/n thinks to himself as his eyes roll back again.

"Mystery, please…" Y/n begs.

Mystery finally pulls out and Y/n instinctively sobs at the loss, clenching down as if trying to feel something. With Y/n's hole fully lubricated with Mystery's saliva, Mystery flips Y/n onto his back and uses the same red silk strip that Y/n had used on Baby last night to blindfold Y/n.

With his sight taken away, Y/n feels his body get extra sensitive, alert to everything that Mystery does. His hands instinctively hold on to the bedsheets for something ground himself and he feels Mystery start to line himself up.

While Y/n is longer than he is thick, Mystery is particularly gifted, being both long and thick. When he can feel Mystery's cockhead, Y/n takes in a deep breath and braces himself for the push in.

The stretch is brutal, making Y/n feel as if he may be split in half if Mystery was even the slightest bit bigger. His back arches at the feeling of fullness and a pained groan that he welcomes escapes his lips. Just when Y/n felt like he couldn't get any fuller, Mystery suddenly spoke.

"Hyung, we're only halfway in."

'What?' Y/n hears the voice in his head (thankfully not Gwi-ma) deadpan. 'This is both a blessing and a curse.'

Mystery continues pushing in and that is when Y/n finally lets out a genuine overwhelmed cry. He can feel his hole practically spasming, clenching down seemingly every millisecond to cope with the massive intrusion.

"Myst," Y/n says when he feels Mystery fondly holding his cheek to ground himself. "Even if I scream or beg to stop, don't stop."

"But hyung—"

"If I actually want to stop, I'll take off the blindfold, okay? It's my safe-action," Y/n quickly states before he is cut off by another groan.

Y/n can't see him but he swears that Mystery nodded in response and loosened his blindfold a little bit (just enough so that it'll be easier to remove if Y/n needed a break, but not loose enough to break the scene they have going on)

Understanding that his partner is overwhelmed (and he actually kind of enjoys the sight of Y/n like this), Mystery waits a little longer for Y/n to stop reacting to every small movement before he starts talking again.

"Hyung, can I move?"

Y/n hums, almost as if not understanding Mystery's question. When clarity comes to him, he nods.

"Please, be rough. Use me as you'd like."

With permission wholeheartedly given, Mystery finally pulls out halfway (which to be fair, still leaves Y/n feeling very full) and thrusts back in, getting a scream so loud that Mystery's shocked no one came to check in for fear that someone was getting murdered.

Apparently murder was a bad thing in the Overworld now? Under Gwi-ma's rule, murder of other demons (kind of ironic considering they're already dead) was pretty normal, either being killed by Gwi-ma himself or by another demon if they got into a rough scuffle. Mystery was so desensitised to it by now, he forgot that humans found murder socially unacceptable.

He begins to thrust in at his maniac pace and Y/n's body is out of his own control. Driven to the highest peaks of pleasure, Y/n can only lay there and take what Mystery is giving him, ironic considering that this is what he was making Baby do last night.

"Please," Y/n begs as another thrust leaves him breathless.

Y/n can feel Mystery leaning over his body to make it easier to keep him in place and thrust into him. Knowing how much of a worrywart Mystery can be even after explicit consent being given to him multiple times during intense sex, Y/n's hands claw at Mystery's back, leaving scratches as his hand placement means to tell Mystery 'I want this, I'm keeping my hands here so you can see I don't want to remove my blindfold.'

With his hole being so ruthlessly battered and his sight taken, Y/n can only let himself cling to Mystery: the source of his pleasure-pain and relief. His claws tighten their grip and his legs wrap around Mystery's waist, squeezing the younger a little for relief as his hole clenches down hard in response to the rock-hard monster that is currently abusing it.

"Stop!" Y/n breathes out, his tone not even sounding like he means it. "T-too much!"

Mystery likes to think he's not that much of a freak when it comes to bedroom matters, but he can't lie; Y/n's cries for him to stop unlocked a part of him that makes him want to go even rougher, almost as if to punish and teach Y/n that there is nothing he can say to stop him and that his hole belongs to him, for only him to use and pleasure or abuse if he so pleased.

He wants to cum and use Y/n until his name is the only one falling from Y/n's lips, the only name in his mind, the only voice he will respond to, the only man that Y/n will let take him to bed.

Mystery didn't realise, but in his possessive haze, his thrusts got even rougher. Y/n wasn't even moaning anymore. Every thrust into him let out loud screams. A particularly loud sound (that sounded between a moan and cry) came out of Y/n's lungs as he had an aggressive orgasm that made his whole world go white behind the blindfold.

"Hyung, can you hear yourself?" Mystery asks, grunting after as he thrusts in particularly hard as Y/n screams yet again, the overstimulation setting in immediately. "You're so loud. Can't you be quiet?"

As he asks his question, his hand starts to trail up Y/n's body. The older immediately knows what's happening when Mystery's hand reaches his chest. Just in time with his thrust, Mystery wraps his hand around Y/n's neck and squeezes just before he can let out another scream.

He has never been so thankful for Y/n to be a demon because it means that he can choke Y/n for as long as he'd like.

"Say it," Mystery hisses into Y/n's ear, giving a small bite after as well. "Say you're mine!"

With his throat gripped so tightly, Y/n can barely speak. Despite knowing this, Y/n's lack of response had Mystery becoming rougher with Y/n, the older's lungs burning for oxygen that he did not need.

"Next time, you'd know not to leave me out," Mystery scolds. "To always. Let. Me. Have. My. Fill. First," He adds, punctuating each word with a harsh thrust. "Call me 'hyung,'" He demands.

Mystery is being so rough with Y/n that he could snap Y/n in half and that'd be more gentle than whatever he is putting Y/n through.

Mystery finally lets out a growl. "Say it."

Y/n finds it hard to believe that Mystery hasn't came a single time yet he feels like he is going to orgasm for the second time already. In his haze, he doesn't hear Mystery's demand and Mystery immediately bites down on Y/n, purposely letting his fangs sink in almost all the way.

The pain has Y/n writhing in Mystery's hold. But thanks to his demon strength, even with Y/n fighting against his grip, his hold on the older never loosens, Y/n being barely able to move in such a tight grasp.

"Mine," Mystery says, his voice low and possessive when he finally lets go of Y/n's neck.

"Yours," Y/n says, his voice so wrecked his words sounded more like a plead rather than agreement. "Please, hyung, cum! Please! It's too much!"

"You want it?" Mystery asks, his voice low and dangerous.

Y/n's voice gave up on him so he instead responded with his body, arching his chest more so it's directly in Mystery's face and clenching down as tight as he could on purpose.

"Fucking slut," Mystery curses as he pulls all the way out before thrusting back in. "Who taught you to be such a whore?"

As if punishing him for his actions, Mystery pins Y/n down to the bed, using one hand to hold Y/n's wrists down above his head while his hips give punishing thrusts and his free hand leaves rough spanks in time with his thrusts.

Y/n sobs, feeling like his vocal cords will actually rip from how much strain he has put on them. He can tell that Mystery is close when he lets go of his wrists, instead positioning his hands on Y/n's hips so he can pull Y/n back onto his thrusts.

Mystery doesn't vocalise when he is about to orgasm, instead letting out a loud groan when he tips over the edge, spilling it all into Y/n. That burst of warmth feeling his core is enough to make Y/n scream as he cums again.

Finally satiated, Mystery finally pulls out and lets Y/n sink into the mattress, making no effort to help the older. Instead, he reaches for his pants, grabbing his phone and tapping on the camera app.

"Hyung," He asks, his voice taking on its usual cool tone so quickly it's giving Y/n whiplash. "Can I take photos of you like this?"

Y/n's bleary state means that he takes some time to process Mystery's question but he eventually nods his head in agreement. The younger immediately gets to work, snapping photos of Y/n's state, his chest heaving, cum leaking out of his hole, sweat all over his body as the tear tracks stain his cheeks while his blindfold is still on and wet with tears with the bedsheets an absolute mess.

When he gets bored with Y/n's current position, he moves Y/n around like a rag doll, getting him into the pose he wants. He makes sure the camera gets a clear view of Y/n's red and gaping hole leaking cum and takes some other shots and videos focusing on how completely wrecked he is, his body spasming and jerking gently out of sensitivity even after everything is done and over with. Mystery loves how Y/n's chest is heaving, taking deep breaths as if the sex really knocked all the breath out of his chest.

When he's had his fun, he becomes soft and gentle again. Slowly, he leans over Y/n and starts undoing the blindfold. He's entranced by Y/n eyes, the way his pupils are blown wide and his eyes seem vulnerable. He looks as if he may start crying if he had the ability to but yet still filled with so much trust that Mystery will take care of him.

Mystery starts by nuzzling their noses together before giving Y/n light kisses on his face, starting off with Y/n's forehead, moving down to his eyes and temple before kissing his nose and making his way down to Y/n's lips. By the time he makes it there, Y/n's breath has evened out and his pupils have gone back to their usual size, not as blown anymore.

Mystery nuzzles the older's cheek before talking. "Do you want water?"

Y/n nods. "A lot of water. Two glasses, please."

"Okay. Hyung, you rest. I'll get the water."

Y/n nods in reply and fully sinks into the bed while Mystery puts on his boxers and exits the room. The moment his back is turned to the living room while he's pouring water for Y/n, Mystery can hear the other members cheering.

"Look at what Y/n did to your back," Abby says.

He seems to be the most excited. Mystery's back is covered in bright orange scratches. Some are even red from when Y/n's claws punctured his skin and drew blood, giving the impression that he fought with a bear.

"Hyung, what did you do to him?" Baby asks next.

While Mystery has a lot to say about what he did to Y/n, he didn't have the time, wanting to get the water to Y/n as soon as he could. So instead, he sends all the photos and videos he took of Y/n earlier into their group chat and quickly leaves.

"Damn!" He hears Romance basically scream for the whole block to hear. "That's not even sex at that point, that's just torture!"

"Hyung, give me back my texting privileges so I can type in the chat!" Mystery can hear Baby whining, clearly having a lot of explicit things to write.

Mystery closes the room door after he enters, hoping to give Y/n some peace. Seeing how weak Y/n still is, he helps the older sit up, supporting him with his own body while holding the first cup of water up to Y/n's lips so he can drink easier.

"Hyung, sleep or shower?"

"Sleep," Y/n replies. "Can you stay?"

"Of course."

Meanwhile, in the living room, the other members were having a mini meltdown.

"I feel jealous, yet horny yet relieved I am not Y/n right now," Jinu says as he scrolls through the photos and lands on the one Mystery took practically showing off how he used Y/n's body so roughly like a toy till his entrance turned red.

"Okay, you have to admit, Mystery knows how to have a good time," Abby chuckles as he plays the video showing Y/n's limp form jerking as if experiencing residual sparks of pleasure while his chest heaves for air he does not need.

Baby, who was pouting that he was not the recipient of that rough pounding, speaks. "Don't we have a variety show appearance planned later? How's Y/n supposed to walk?"

"Oh… right."