Once Upon A Dream | Jackson Wang x Reader

03 Blood Bindings

The young wizard couldn't help but come closer to you. There is tension between both of you. There is definitely some invisible string and connection that draws Jackson in, even when you, the demon, aren't doing anything to him.

"Aww, Sweet Boy. Yeah, I can travel to any world and any plane you may want to escape to. I can take you anywhere you want to go. However, there is a price for such services," You exclaimed, running your tongue lightly over your lower lip.

Like a moth drawn to a flame, Jackson steps closer and closer to you. And now the hazelnut-hair man is towering over you with a wicked gleam in his black onyx eyes.

For a moment, your heart's throbbing. You were stunned at those alluring, familiar gleams in his drop dead gorgeous sparkling eyes. If you're not mistaken, you think you've seen those eyes before, but where? You don't remember it precisely.

Jackson licks his wet and pink bottom lip.

Yup, he's interested. He's very, very interested. But the price may change his opinion though.

"Name your price then," Jackson retorted after a pregnant pause. And his words make you smile. You couldn't help, a mischievous grin slipping across your pretty lips.

"You'll be my lover. And I will take you anywhere you want to go," You beamed.

But Jackson scoffed quickly, he's immediately looking away from you, "Gah. Why the fuck should I do that?" He snaps.

His instant rebuttal dampened your spirits. Your body is shaking a little, just like your heart is crushing, a little.

But of course, you don't want him to know anything about your fragile soul. After all, you are a formidable cruel demon. So, you managed to look like that; unbothered, cool, calm and collected. Dark and cold, just like this world.

"Easy now. No need to be rude..." You sighed; you rolled your eyes in a slight annoyance.

It doesn't matter that you were summoned by accident or whatever. This young man still summoned you. So, he ought to go through with the deal he made with blood and bindings.

You shoved Jackson's chest, making the wizard sit down in one of the creaky metal chairs next to the table before straddling his lap. As you scooted forward, your lacy gothic black gown rubbed against his blue denim jeans.

You're wrapping your arms around Jackson's neck. The shocked wizard tries to understand how you two ended up in this position too quickly.

"You summoned me, Jackson Wang, with blood and salt and spells and bonds. You promised yourself to me until that mark fades from your wrist," You whispered.

Your lips inches away from Jackson's sweet mouth, "Now, you can do what you promised, and I'll take you out of this hell hole. Or, you can burn that mark off and I'll disappear from your life for good," You added.

Your breath softly teasing Jackson's skin as you planted a sweet kiss upon his cheek, "It is your choice, Lover Boy," You muffled before stealing a kiss from Jackson's lips and fading away in a cloud of smoke.

Jackson reaches out a cloud of smoke. He reaches out instinctively as he's trying to grab you, yet you are gone. All that is left of you is the mark on Jackson's wrist and the tingling sensation of your kiss on his lips.

"Lilith?!" Jackson shouts, calling your name, yet there's no answer. Only silence is in the air.

"Eve Lilith!" Jackson yells again, yet the demon does not answer.

All of sudden, there is a loud bang from the outer door, and Jackson curses. He knows it must be a Magic Council member who has come looking for his Master.

So, Jackson immediately burns away the blood and salt. He's washing all remnants of blood from the goblet within seconds.

Then he pulls his long sleeves down over his wrist before storming out of the workshop. He's going straight into the empty warehouse where the Magic Council member stands.

"Well, well, well, Apprentice Wang. Where is your Master, Mark Tuan?" the member says. Jackson remembered they called him Youngjae Choi. His breath wispy as he looked around the empty place with disgust.

Jackson doesn't like this guy. The way Youngjae's looking at him is so annoying. Youngjae Choi almost always seems to be condescending and belittling him, it's offensive and upsetting.

"Mark is at a Wizard and Magician's function downtown. You ought to know that," Jackson sneers.

The Magic Council member smirks, "I am not the bad guy here, Apprentice Wang."

"Right. Sure you aren't," Jackson mumbles under his breath.

The council member stares at Jackson. The gleam in his eyes flashing dangerously, it's menacing and sinister.

"If your master is not here, then why were there reports of a magic summoning happening in this place?" The Magic Council member questioned. Authority dripping in his voice as Youngjae Choi stares down the rebellious young man.

"Maybe because my master was working on a spell before he left? I haven't touched anything for a few hours now," Jackson shrugged as he effortlessly lied, making the Magic Council member narrow his eyes.

"So if I pull up your sleeves, I'll see no demonic marks coating your body?" Youngjae Choi asked.

"What? No way! You can't do that, that's an invasion of privacy-"

"Apprentice Wang-"

"Seunnie!" A high-pitched whine calls from the upper lofts of the warehouse where Jackson's bedroom is located, "Jekseunnie, hurry up! What are you doing down there? Get back here, please. The bed's getting cold. I want to continue what we started."

There is a hint of suggestion in that voice, an innuendo that has the Magic Council member blushing with embarrassment as his eyes widened. Youngjae clears his throat awkwardly.

"As you can hear, I was kinda busy before you got here. So, if you'd kindly fuck off, I'd be more than thankful," Jackson grins, not even questioning who that high-pitch voice is upstairs.

Surely, he will have to thank you after this.

"I-uh, Just-" Youngjae Choi cleared his throat again, "Tell Master Tuan that I came by and have him respond to our calls."

"Sir, yes, Sir," Jackson sarcastically salutes.

The young wizard smirks at the stumbling Magic Council member as he flees from the warehouse. Then Jackson quickly locks the outer door before running up the stairs to his bedroom.