Finn Bálor One Shots

It Was Suppose To Be Soup(Part 1)

Description: You find an old cookbook of your grandmother's and decide to make soup instead you accidently summon Balor. You both freak out before he tries to figure out how a simple mortal summoned him. -Sexual suggestions

Humming to yourself as you walk into your kitchen hands on your hips as you gave the room. Today was the first day off for you in weeks your boss had really been pushing you hard lately. Washing your hands you search threw your cabinets looking for the old cook book that belonged to your grandmother. You found it last weekend while helping your mum clean the attic and she told you to take it. You hadn't the chance to reading through it yet but thought today would be perfect. One of your best friends had a cold and you were sure the cookbook had to have something in there you could make.

"Haha!"

Cheering as you grab the large book setting it on the counter you go to the index.

"Soup let's see."

Scanning the list you can't help but laugh at the silly names the book had.

"Split chicken Bálor mist soup wow these names are really weird."

Shrugging it off you make a list of ingredients before heading out to the store. Returning an hour later with all your ingredients you wash your hands once more before starting on the soup.

"Add three cups stock along with a fresh twig of rosemary and a sprinkle of something called alsper."

You had to go to four different stores before you found it a weird name. Adding the stock and rosemary to the pot you turn on the radio you have set on the counter. Continuing to work you sing along to the music moving your hips as you go.

"Bring to a boil and add thyme counting to ten in Gaelic as you go?"

Confusion covers your face but you count out the thyme dropping it in as it boils using the little notes on the side to pronounce the numbers. You didn't know any Gaelic at all at least not since secondary school. The ground shakes slightly as a dark mist fills the kitchen.

"Who da fuck are you?"

Letting out a scream at the figure standing in your kitchen you grab the big wooden spoon backing into the corner.

"Who are you?!"

"Bálor how did ya summon me?!"

"What summon you? I was making chicken soup!"

The two of you stare at each other your eyes following the swirling colors on his skin. Long tendrils move from his head when you spot the claws on his hands you let our a scream.

"What are you?!"

"If ya'd stop screaming I could tell you."

He growls out before transforming the tendrils replaced by short black hair the colors leaving his body. When you blink a beautiful man stands before you icy dark blue eyes staring into yours.

"Put the spoon down I won't hurt you."

"How do I know that?!"

"I would have done it already now put then down you're fine."

"Promise?"

You ask he rolls his eyes nodding before summoning a chair up to sit at your counter. Setting the spoon down you sit across from him.

"Who are you?"

"Bálor The Demon King who are you?"

"(Y/F/N) (Y/L/N)"

"Well how the hell did you summon me? You're a simple mortal it shouldn't of been possible for you to just summon me up."

He says standing and pacing before sniffing the air, going over to the stove he turns it off then lifts the lid.

"What is this?"

"Chicken soup."

"Where did you get the cookbook from?"

Standing you walk to the counter taking the cookbook and handing it to him.

"I got the recipe from this cookbook it belonged to my grandmother."

"Your grandmother was a witch?"

"What?"

"This is a witch book the spells are made to look like recipes so nobody would suspect anything. The fact you were able to read it means you have some of the powers she did."

"That isn't possible."

"Are ya sure about that? You summoned The King of Demons and you don't think it's possible your grandmother was a witch?"

"Why wouldn't she tell us?"

"Well darlin that not really something you go blabbing to everyone."

He chuckles the sound deep and soothing to your ears he rubs a hand over his face.

"Does that mean my mum is a witch?"

"If your grandfather wasn't a wizard or worlock then no it will skip a generation."

"So I'm part witch? This is all so crazy I feel like I'm going crazy are you sure I'm not sleeping? That makes sense I could just be dreaming I fell asleep while waiting for the soup to boil. Come on (y/n) wake up."

You pace the room pinching your arm mumbling as you try to wake up.

"Stop pacing for fuck sakes it's not a dream."

Bálor growls quickly pinning you to the wall arms at your sides as you stare at him mouth open. His eyes slowly change from blue to a dark red with black rimming it.

"S-sorry."

You whisper as his grip on you stays firm he sighs closing his eyes.

"I know this is all a shock but trust me this is real I am very real. If you want I would be more than happy to prove it to you."

He smirks watching the confusion on your face as you bite your lip, head tilted to the side.

"How?"

Bálor chuckles as he slowly bringing your arms above your head.

"I sure was hopin ya'd ask that love."

Balor slips his leg in between yours capturing your lips in a kiss your eyes drift closed. He traces his tongue over your bottom lip parting them on a sigh he let's your arms lose. Pulling him close Bálor deepens the kiss your tonuges battling for dominance which he quickly wins. A soft moan escapes your throat as his knee rubs between your legs. His mouth moving from yours to leave a wet trail of kisses across your neck.

"Mmm you taste good I bet fully aroused you'd taste fucking delicious."

A whimper leaves your mouth as his hand grips your hair causing you to tip your head to the side so he has better access of your throat.

"Do you believe me now darlin?"

He asks pressing a kiss to the pulse at the base of your throat you nod as his leg rubs between your thighs.

"Yess."

You breath as his hand cups you through your shorts Bálor smirks biting your neck. Sucking a mark into the skin he pulls away letting his finger brush the mark.

"That looks good on you I have to go but keep that page marked. I'll be back because I really want to get to know you lot better."

"Okay."

You say still slightly dazed chuckling he kisses you once more before banishing in a cloud of smoke. Your fingers brush across your lower lip before you head upstairs to change.
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I love getting to do the Balor one shots he's so cocky and bold