Once Upon A Dream | Jackson Wang x Reader

07 Fraction of Affection

Right now, you feel like you could shatter into a million pieces and burst into rivers of tears. But you don't wanna be dramatic though. So, you prefer to take a deep breath and show your bittersweet smile on your pretty face. You're trying to be tough, just like usual.

"Lilith... Eve Lilith," Finally Jackson softly says. Those once hard eyes fracturing as he sees you.

"So, you know everything now..." You said, "I have done this for centuries, Jackson. What is it I can give you? Tell me your greatest desires and I will make them come true."

Your words almost sound rehearsed as if you are falling back into that role of Seducer. Yet Jackson still just sees the scared, innocent, teenage slave who just wanted to play with her 'royal friend'; her secretly childhood sweetheart that she loved dearly.

Now Jackson sees you in a different light. After all he had seen about your past, his heart was crushed. Now he sees you as a creature who just wants out of her cage. He realized that both of you are actually the same.

Then Jackson sighed. All of sudden, he feels so awful and terrible. His life is tough and rough here. But comparing to yours, his hard life looks like a fucking picnic.

He has a master who cares about him. Jackson has several friends in the magic community. BamBam and Yugyeom are his best friends and they're pretty cool actually. And now, this cute little demon is willing to serve him too. He's quite lucky, isn't he?

Jackson's looking at you intensely. As he made up his mind, he moved over to you. His hand lightly rests on your bare leg, causing your emerald eyes to widen when he forces your knees to drop.

"Master-"

"Jackson is just fine," The hazelnut-haired wizard says before leaning closer, "And honestly, all I really want right now is you," He leans down, and you meet him halfway.

Both of you are colliding in a gentle yet slightly awkward kiss on the lips. Jackson's hand grips the back of your neck, guiding you on your back as he hovers over you.

You let yourself get pushed down on the bed while Jackson leaning over you. It didn't take long as your simple kiss turned into something more.

Jackson can't stop his hands from wandering over your smooth skin and sweet body, caressing and worshiping all the curves. The heat of his skin consumes your mind as you can only think about him.

The way Jackson gently touches your body is totally different from all of your 'past lovers'. In the past, they only cared about their pleasure and their needs.

Instead of running their fingers through your hair, they clung to it like a leash. Instead of lightly stroking your side, their hands would dig into your flesh and bruise you for however long you were stuck with them. They didn't care how much pain you were in, yet Jackson caresses you lovingly and tenderly.

His lips and tongue and teeth are moving so strong and wild, yet slow and easy. It's so healing and comforting. It's really soft and mild, it makes you feel safe and warm.

His kisses are intoxicating and hypnotizing, it's causing a flurry of desire to flood your veins. His kisses sent you straight to heaven, it makes your core ignited.

His kisses made you feel that he truly cares for you. The way Jackson worships your body has made you feel you're protected and wanted and desired by him.

A moan and whimper ripped out of your lips as Jackson kissed, nibbled and licked your neck with his sweet affection. You tasted all of his fractions of affection as he gently licks the shell of your ear. His hands softly stroking down your sides and up the inside of the hoodie.

Then he's slowly pulling the heavy fabric off of your thin frame, so he can see you in all your glory. There are tattoos run over your rib cage that are your demonic markings. But besides that, there is nothing marrying your perfect olive skin.

Your hands cling to Jackson's back as the young man kisses further down your body. His lips are teasing your neck, collarbones, perky nipples, and smooth stomach, leaving purple marks and red love bites along the way.

You squirmed and moaned as Jackson sat back on his heels. His gaze burns into you with such fire. You're sure you're going to combust in an inferno of his fire and lust any second.

"Jackson..." You whimpered, your body squirming lightly as he smiled. That sweet, angelic smile holds so many emotions you have never seen; the emotions you don't really understand.

His hands travel from your ankles up to your legs, gripping your knees and spreading your legs slowly and seductively. The look in his eyes has you realizing you never really were in control with this young man. This super handsome wizard had you wrapped around his finger the second he summoned you.

He uses his grip on your knees to slide you forward so you are now sprawled out across his lap. You giggled, surprisingly enjoying being manhandled by him when a force like that used to terrify you in the past.

It must be because of Jackson. There is no malice in his gaze. No hatred or deceit. There is just pure lust and curiosity and those unknown emotions that make you feel warm and fuzzy as your hips are propped up on his lap while your legs spread on either side of his waist.

"Tell me what you want, Eve Lilith. As your summoner, I ought to be able to give it to you," Jackson purrs tenderly.

His hands caressing your soft thighs again. He leans down and plants a kiss on top of your knee when you don't respond. Those soft and plump lips really mess with your mind.

"Love me..." You squeaked out, your hips grinding against Jackson's torso and he moaned.

Your cotton-clad ass is rubbing right on his dick barely concealed by his boxers. He slides his right hand forward, cupping then squeezing your leaking pussy through your red short pants which have you whimpering. His touch made both of your wet holes clenched to nothing down there. It's torturing you.

"Love you, huh? Do you really deserve my love, hmmm? I wonder..." Jackson coos as he teases you now with his playful tone.

The thought of a Seducer begging for love is almost laughable, really. These demons aren't supposed to be capable of love, are they? Legends say they are just for sex and sex and sex alone.

And yet here is one covered in purple bruises and red hickeys, begging with emerald eyes filled with tears, to be loved.

Well, that's the truth though. Love is all you really wanted. That's why you showed Jackson all of those gloomy, doomed, black nightmares and dark memories. You wanted Jackson to know your history, and that all you really want and desire is his love.

Blood, sex, and power only get someone so far. The strongest and the longest-lasting power is love. It is the one thing that can free you from this damned cycle of summoning and seducing.

"Yes, please... I'll do whatever you want. I'll take you wherever you wanna go," You begged him. Your hips rocking hypnotically over Jackson's hardening fat cock. The only thing separating the two of you is two layers of cotton. That is all.