Drabble Collection #2

Kim Jongin || EXO, SuperM || Demon!AU || Secret Lover [M]

"You're out of your damn mind," you pull your hand out of the man's grip and storm off, your hips swaying and catching the attention of a few other patrons. It's mainly because you're in a pair of lace panties with a white bunny tail on the back but that's just part of the parcel working here.

The strip joint you work for caters to all sort of clientele. Demons and humans alike came from all over to see the different collection of women on the pole and sometimes, they will pay a handsome price for a night in one of the rooms upstairs. Luckily, you are more than welcome to turn down a client and this man, with his far too greedy hands, was your third one of the night.

You click your tongue, leaning against the bar with your ass pushed out. "Raspberry vodka, please, honey." You thank the bartender when she places your drink in front of you. You feel a large hand caress your ass before they gently slap it and you lift your drink to your lips before drinking, "You have to pay for that."

A voice sounds inside your head before his face comes into view, "You know I'm good for it." His soft lips attach to your shoulder, placing hot kisses towards the curve of your neck and you turn to your left, waiting for the demon to show himself. "Hello, gorgeous." Jongin smirks when he materialises next to you.

"Kai," you say his demon-given name slowly, watching his eyes turn black before fading back to their soft brown. "Where have you been hiding?" You don't take your eyes off him, taking another sip of your drink as you give him a once-over.

His hair is slightly disheveled, his choker is still in place but you can see the faint mark of lipstick smudged on his collarbones. You click your tongue, rolling your eyes because you should have known better; he's a demon, a lust demon to more specific and well, who are you to judge being a stripper.

"I was waiting for you to finish," he moves closer, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you closer. Jongin grabs your drink out of your hand, taking a sip and revealing an ice cube sitting between his lips. "How about we take this to the bedroom?" He leans in closer, hoping you'll take his invitation. "Come on baby, she was nothing more than decoration so I could play the part. Wouldn't want your boss to find out that a human has a demon frequenting her bed, now would we?"

Jongin has a point. As fine as the establishment is about having demons and humans intermingling in the upstairs rooms, the world itself isn't as understanding about actual relationships between the two. Jongin and you have had an 'open' relationship for the last year; by 'open', Jongin defines it as 'using sex with others as a cover.' You hate it, he doesn't care either way, but it's better than having him taken away from you and he would rather tear everyone who dared try apart than have that happen.

With a wave of a hand, a bouncer is walking towards you and leading you towards the stairs, Jongin hot on your heels with his tongue hanging out of his mouth. Not literally, but it may as well be. "When you hear the knock on the door in the morning, you leave." The bouncer gruffly speaks, aiming it at Jongin. "No damaging the merchandise, unless you've spoken to the boss."

"He knows the rules," you wave a hand dismissively, opening the door to the room and not waiting for Jongin to enter before you undress. "Ugh, you have no idea how long I've wanted to take those cursed heels off."

Jongin appears on his knees on the floor at the foot of the bed, "foot rub?" He smiles up at you and you scoff, letting him take your aching feet in his hands. "You know, it's hard watching you be touched by other men." You're about to answer but the words don't even make a sound as he begins to massage with those miracle hands of his. "I know that this was all my idea - but I still hate it."

"Jongin," you say his human name softly and he lifts his gaze to meet yours. "How about you stop talking and put that mouth to good use? We have all night - and tomorrow - to talk." Licking his lips, Jongin grabs your thigh and pulls you to the edge of the bed.

He's quick to spread your legs, diving in to the sweet core that he's been waiting all night to taste and when your demon is hungry - he's starving. Spreading your lips, he's quick to lick up the juices that have started to leak before placing his lips over your clit and flick his tongue against the bud. He groans when your fingers tangle in his soft green hair, tugging harshly as you make sure he doesn't stop.

He won't.

Not until you've screamed his name and even then - he's got all night to have his way with you and he's going to make every second count.