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The Places Between Us: The Undead Soldier: (OT8 x Fem!Reader)

Pairing: Song Mingi x Fem!Reader | Side pairings: Hongjoong x Fem!Reader, Ateez x Reader.

Genre: Smut, angst, fluff | AU: fantasy!au,

Word Count: 6k

Summary: Carted away by Mingi like a prized lion, YN is taken through the dangerous woodlands of the North. Through lycan infested lands, General Mingi is generous. Very generous.

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Overall Tags: dub-con, mind control, enslavement, kidnapping, forced breeding, monster fucking, sex work, mentions/implications of abuse, mentions/implications of SA, stockholm syndrome, public sex, exhibitionism, humiliation, degradation, breeding kink, bigdick!Seonghwa, bigdick!Yunho, DoubleDick!Yunh, face fucking, throat fucking, undead sex, sex w/ undead, belly bulge, anal sex, anal fingering, vaginal sex, multiple positions, multiple orgasms, squirting/vaginal ejaculation, slight size kink (height wise), overstimulation, facials, cum swallowing, choking, dom!ateez, sub!reader, tit fucking, sex toys, bondage, multiple partners, threesome, orc!jongho, naga!seonghwa, demon!hongjoong, dragon!yunho, undead!mingi, goblin!yeosang, lycan!san, lycan!wooyoung.

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Part 2: The Dragon Prince < | > Part 4: The Lycan Brothers

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You woke up in your bedroom again. The smell of chamomile came faintly off the sheets and pillows, and you knew who was beside you.

“Morning, love,” he rolled onto his side, eyes still closed as he pulled you close.

“Morning.”

The both of you laid naked, entangled in one another like snakes. His lips, plush and warm, pressed to your cheek, then made their way to your lips. The whole thing might have been a terrible dream, and this was reality. You snuggled into Hongjoong further, nuzzling him and pecking his lips.

“Come back to me,” you heard yourself whisper. “Please, come find me.”

“I will,” he pushed black strands from his face, then kissed you. “I promise.”

“I don't know how much of this I can take.”

“You're tough. You'll make it.”

“This is different. This thing…I feel like it's stripping away everything I am. I feel nothing but tired and sore afterwards. It takes only a small suggestion before I'm dying for it. I don’t know if I will….What if you don't come in time or it somehow progresses and I lose it completely?”

“That isn't going to happen,” he assured you. “I am coming for you, YN. I will never leave you to suffer like this…” he cupped your cheek and kissed you. “Things haven't gone how we planned, but we adapt. We work with it. Please, don't worry. I have a way or two of fixing the worst parts of the curse. You might even start welcoming it.”

“I doubt that.”

“Well, you never know. You seem to really enjoy Mingi and his sentient hands.”

You turned away shyly. Yes, the Undead general might have grown on you since you started your journey. The cage, you learned, was more to keep his men out than to keep you in. He didn't force himself upon you, only doing it when you asked him to help relieve your symptoms. He did the bare minimum, but it was still better than the last two.

“We'll be together soon. I promise.”

The soft circling sensation gently roused you from sleep. You tried finding the exact source of the reaction, but your hazy brain couldn’t find it. A faint chill brushed over exposed parts, which made the warmth more noticeable. You rolled over onto your side in the bed of hay, but the hardness remained latched to you. Long digits slid across your sex, making circular motions over the bare lips. Another mass stayed on your exposed breast, rubbing its palm against your hard nipple. The two sides combined to stoke the mark in your back.

“Did you not get enough last night?” you giggled sleepily, grinding into the hand between your legs.

The lower hand answered by rapidly rubbing your clit with its thumb. You muffled your moans with your tunic, which had come undone while you slept. Your excitement boiled when the one on your chest scurried to your ass, gripping the cheek before you pulled one side to let it further in. It circled the tight ring in time with its partner, which started prodding a finger in by the second knuckle. Pleasure burns your entire body, bringing on a slight heat even in the chilly atmosphere outside the cage. You couldn't stop yourself from grinding into them both. You became nearly dizzy from their teasing.

“Ooh, just like that,” you breathed when a finger went into your ass, filling both holes. “Yes, both ends…good boys…keep going like-ah, yes, please, one more…”

Two fingers met each other inside you, and you already felt yourself shaking. You barely registered the cage door creaking open or the footsteps coming your way. Looking over your shoulder, you saw Mingi kneeling behind you….

Minus his head…

“Managed to get away too, hm?” you giggled breathily.

One of the hands instantly grabbed his throbbing cock to tap on your ass. Lacking the mortality of normal men, Mingi did not feel warm at all. Every part of him shocked your hot skin whenever he touched you. It added a new feeling that made you wriggle in his grasp. It became more noticeable when the hand on your cunt brought his tip to your entrance. The left hand having nowhere to go crawled up to your face and you accepted two fingers into your mouth. Your moans went around the lukewarm digits as Mingi slowly pushed his cock inside. Being full in all three entrances was like a dream. You pathetically mewled and rocked in all ways to get more pleasure out of it. You could honestly get used to this.

“Ugh, there you are!” Mingi’s voice came from somewhere below. “I've been looking for you everywhere.”

Pink tentacles helped Mingi slither into the cage. He'd told you when he drowned at sea, an octopus made its home in his skull. It was the only thing keeping his head attached to his body. He hid his smirk when he saw what the rest of him was up to.

“A nice way to wake up, huh?” He smirked when you nodded, an answer muffled by his fingers. “I had trouble getting away from a meeting,” he came closer, “But I couldn't stop thinking about last night.” One tentacle reached up to wipe hair from your face, “You did so well, and didn't waste a single drop. I thought you'd tire after the third round, but you surprised me. I've only ever seen an Undead go that long.”

The tentacle left your hair for your chest, sliding between body and floor to encompass your breasts. The slimy, cold tendril lightly squeezed them while the suction cups latched to your skin. You took full advantage of the appendages filling and caressing you by haphazardly pushing into them. The fingers in your ass stayed fully to the last knuckle, only pushing and pulling once in a while as his cock pounded your wet sex. Another tentacle reached down and you cried out when it started mercilessly flicking your clit.

“Lay on your back,” Mingi ordered, “And keep those legs wide open.”

His hands moved away to let you roll onto your back. Your hips moved around as the emptiness became more pronounced. You would've reached down to your clit if Mingi didn't get there first. Tentacles wrapping around your thighs, he pressed his face right to your center and started rolling his tongue around it. Unable to shake him off, you could only buck around as he slurped and sucked your clit relentlessly upside down. You breathed deeply when his body pushed his dick back inside; you put his hands on your chest, which they delightfully started grabbing and teasing. The overwhelming pleasure turns your mind blank. You could only comprehend the sensations building in you: Mingi’s cold tongue on your clit sent sparks to the core where his hard tip pushed until you saw stars. The thumbs brushing over your nipples was like throwing kindling into a blazing fire. You never wanted it to end. It was the most enjoyable thing you'd ever felt and you immediately understood why Yunho’s wives loved entertaining him.

Mingi’s hunger grew when your walls tightened around him. He flicked his tongue on your pussy sideways as he picked up the pace. Unable to move away, you were forced to come. Your moans filled the cage, your orgasm strong and causing your body to tremble on the wooden floor. You chased down your climax, savouring the sweet bliss his touches brought. As it came down, Mingi only lifted your legs further up and charged deeper. You grabbed his broad shoulders, fingers digging into the cloth sleeves of his shirt and to his stiff skin, needing to hold onto him.

“Cum in me,” you panted, trying to push up into him but not by much. “Fill me with your cum, please. Please, please?”

“Oh, you want my cum, huh?” Mingi said, his voice causing a slight vibration on your clit.

“Yes, yes, please!”

“Cum for me again, and I'll give you every drop.”

His hands snapped back to his empty wrists in soft clicks: his head left your sex and slid back up his body to the empty neck hole. Fully put together, Mingi turned you around before bringing you back onto him. Hands holding fistfuls of hard straw, knuckles pressing into the floor, you used it to steady yourself as you began riding him. Mingi’s deep, low groans mingled with yours each time you grinded and whirled your hips with him inside you. You swore his cock, thick and long, snaked around in time with you and twitched against your g-spot. Head tilting back, you thought you might be on fire. The strain on your muscles burned and ached, but the mark on your back kept you going. A driving force of desperate need drove you to lifting and lowering your hips despite the struggle. Nothing ever felt this good. Nothing ever made you feel as complete as having something buried in you. How could you want to get rid of this feeling when it brought so much joy and pleasure?

“The best view I’ve ever had,” Mingi groaned, landing a few swats to your ass cheeks. “You look so good just like this. You’re gonna stay like this as long as I want.”

“Ye-yes,” you huffed, whimpering when he kept smacking your backside. “Can I ride it like this all day? Don’t le-leave. Just stay here and let me have-have your dick.”

“I like the sound of that.”

When he pulled them apart, you hoped he’d slide a digit or two inside, but he didn’t. He only rolled, kneaded and spanked them. It wasn’t until you felt something shift to your left that you turned your head. On the edge of the cage sat your crow. You knew it was yours by how strange it acted. The shaking of the cage did not startle or cause it to fly off. It remained firmly planted as its black eyes looked at you. The sneaking suspicion this was not a regular crow crossed your mind, but you couldn’t focus on it for too long. Mingi’s head slammed right into your center at a mind-numbing feeling, and you started shaking again. You leaned forward when his hands lifted and spread your cheeks, giving him a good view of his dick sliding in and out of you.

The crow bounced a little further down as if wanting a look itself. Hongjoong liked watching sometimes, you knew. He’d hide in your closet while you worked, silently jerking off in private until you finished. Then he’d shove himself in your mouth and down your throat, muttering degrading words as you swallowed his load. You wished he were there now. You pictured his dark eyes observing you from the corner, his hand wrapped around his stiff erection, and mouth hanging open in his groans. Mingi might be good, but nobody made you feel how Hongjoong did. You’d do anything to please him. You went to lengths you’d never do for any other man, not even if they paid, but you did for him.

“Stay still, stay still,” Mingi huffed, breaths turning into higher whines as he started pushing up into you.

Soon, cold globs spilled your sex and you stayed firmly planted to let him finish. It was a strange feeling every time, even now that you expected it. You yelped and giggled when more came. It tingled, and you rocked your hips with hopes of getting more.

Like he’d promised, Mingi didn’t stop. He took you in various positions, an Undead soldier who could go for hours without tiring at all. Your body began wavering, every muscle growing stiff and sore from the exertion, and your mind numbing to the pleasure. Only the crow saw you slowly spiral into the drooling wreck your curse will soon make you permanently. You didn’t know what time it was or where you’d gone when Mingi finally pulled out of you.

“You’re incredible,” he huffed, eyes closed as he laid beside you. “I wish I could keep you.”

“You won’t be?”

“No,” he shook his head, “Sadly not. I’m taking you to the Grey Lands until Lord Kim can come get you.”

‘The Grey Lands?”

“Some people call it the Graveyard or Deadville,” he said in a bored voice, “But it’s home. It’s near the Crescent Mountains where he lives, so it’s the most sensible place for you to be. If I want some favor with Kim, I think bringing him his special pet will get it for me.”

“Favor?”

“Yeah,” he rolled onto his side, “I might be a general but I get restrictions too. I want to go on leave before the war, and I can only do that with his help. If I take care of you, he’ll see you’re safe and he’ll give me anything I want.”

“Why can’t you just ask?”

“He’d have to open the portal between the living and the afterlife,” he said, “And that’s a big ask of him.”

“What makes you think he’d do it?”

He smiled at you, “Because he’s been looking for you since Yunho kidnapped you.”

This caught your attention, “How do you know that?”

“Isn’t it obvious? You have his brand on you. You’re carrying his curse, so obviously he must have some use for you. I would’ve thought it’d be gifting you to someone, but clearly that’s not it. I figured I’d give you back, then get what I asked for.”

“I guess that’s a good plan.”

Fuzziness and pain kept you from putting pieces together. You laid in the hay bed, sprawled out naked and feeling lukewarm semen leaking to the floor. The sweat started chilling on your skin, and you shivered from the cold.

“It’s a good plan, I won’t lie. I might give it to him when I have you in my arms again.”

“General,” an Undead soldier came up to the cage carrying a tiny scroll in his skeletal fingers, “A message from Command.”

“Leave it on my desk,” he said, sliding to you and kissing your cheek. “I’m enjoying my pet right now.”

“I’m afraid it cannot wait, sir,” he replied. “It’s from Lord Kim personally. It has his seal.”

Mingi shot right up, pushing black hair from his face and trying to hide the panic. “Give it here,” he reached through the bars to take the scroll.

He moved away from you. The soldier’s eyes fell on your sweaty, naked body and you turned away in shame. The soldiers took to watching whenever Mingi entered your cage. Not needing to breathe much, they hid in the shadows like ghosts and watched. Their pale eyes glowed in the darkness, sending chills down your spine. You recalled last night when a whole group watched on, stroking themselves and groaning. The sight of their bluish sperm leaking onto the floor intrigued and disgusted you. You grabbed your tunic to cover yourself from him, but he did not look away from you.

“Good…” you heard Mingi mutter under his breath, “Good…Exactly as I planned it…I had no idea you were this special to him, though. Normally, he allows the suffering to continue.”

“I, um, suppose, sir?” The soldier gulped, moving closer to get a better look at you. You shifted away. “General, the men and I were wondering when you wish to press onward. We’re walking through Lycan territory, and the packs here don’t take kindly to outsiders.”

“I’ve never known my men to be afraid of a bunch of dogs.”

“They’re hardly dogs, sir.”

“Get ready to move, then. His Lordship says he’ll meet us at home base,” he said, rereading his letter. “You, get up and get dressed,” he said to you hurriedly, “Come with me.”

After waiting for you to put on your tunic, he grabbed your arm and tugged you out of the wagon. He paraded you through the encampment, his comrades groaning in delight as you passed them. Their whispers and chuckling reached your ears, and you stared at the ground. You knew they remembered last night. Visions of it made you sick. The curse warped your mind, burrowing all kinds of thoughts into you. You know soon enough you will not care if they watch or not. You will be so gone, you'd want them to join and feed the never ending hunger. They likely knew this too, and you trembled.

Mingi’s tent was the largest, though very bare inside. A cot put to the side with a trunk, he had a table of maps and documents with writing utensils. He kept his armor on a chair, with his weapons leaning against it. It was a long sword with a bone handle, and a shield with a crow. You stared at the shield as he began rifling through his trunk. It was fully black, its wings outstretched under a crescent moon. Dark winds flapped overhead, brushing your head lightly and you saw your crow perch on the edge of the square shield. You approached him with a weak smile, plopping into a seat beside it. Stroking his head, you fed it some seeds.

“Ugh, I think I'm dead, bud,” you sighed, eyes falling closed. “Everything hurts. This thing will be the end of me for sure.” You studied the shield, “Is this you?” you tapped the crow. “Nah, I doubt it. It'd be funny if it was though.”

“Who are you talk-” Mingi stood, holding an old book, and paused when he saw the crow. “How did he get in here?”

“He flew, obviously,” you stretched, then winced from the pain. “Is the big bad general afraid of birds?” you teased, giggling at his apprehension.

“That one? Yes. Has he been following you this whole time?”

“I think so? I mean, what are the odds I'm meeting a crow everywhere I go?” You stroked his feathers lightly. “I don't mind it. He's alright, and good company.” You saw the book in his hand, and said, “What’s with the book?”

“Your curse is worsening,” Mingi noted as he put the book down. With a wave of his hand, a bottle and a bag of herbs floated out of the trunk and on his desk. “You used to have reservations. Now they’re breaking. Soon, you’ll be humping anything in sight.”

“As I've been hearing all the time,” you said, shifting as a stinging pain shot through you. “It isn't so bad in the moment. The pain after is the bitch though.”

“Exactly. It’s taking its toll on your body and your mind,” he said. “His Lordship has asked me to-yes, perfect! It’s right here!” He skimmed through a page in the book, “I forgot he’d given this to me. It should be here.”

“What should be? The spell to lift it?”

“Oh, he'd never divulge that kind of magic to me,” he chuckled, “This will make it more enjoyable versus painful. He must like you a lot if he actually cares about the effects. It's strange. Normally that's the entire point of The Hand of Lust. Curses are supposed to be bad…Get on the cot,” he said.

“This will make it go away?” you asked hopefully, laying on his soft bed. The pain in your body radiated, almost throbbing like a heartbeat. “Please tell me it will.”

“The curse? No. The pain? Yes,” he replied, snapping his fingers. Right away, the herbs floated into the bowl where a pestle started crushing them.

He lifted your tunic over your stomach. The sudden exposure tingled your mark, and you nearly sobbed. Not again. You just finished. You couldn't take it anymore. The soreness intensified each time your clit throbbed, the vulnerability alone arousing you. The urge to reach out for his groin came to you, and you writhed on the bed. You squeezed your eyes shut, keeping your hands close to your chest. This turned out to be a mistake, because the slight brush on your breast caused a ripple. It felt stiff, and ached when you brushed it a second time. Yet, you wanted Mingi to wrap his lips around it. You wished he'd unstick his hand and shove his fingers back inside you one more time.

“Mingi, please, do something,” you whined, clutching the covers. “It aches all over…” Twisted on the bed, the urge flaring and you brushed it again. The connection between the sensitive spot and your cunt made it throb, which brought tears to your eyes. Your hips rocked for friction, but only found the air.

The past two days on the road were a blend of pleasure and pain. Whenever Mingi entered your cage, you felt nothing but hungry lust. It was like joining a feast where you kept eating even if you’d gotten full. The time between each round became shorter; your body yearning for his touch even after everything in you begged for an end. At times, you came onto him, grabbing parts of him to keep in the cage and use as you liked. You assumed this was the curse’s control over your mind at play. Namjoon said you’d soon be unable to stop yourself. You feared the day that happened, where your choices will be stripped from you and you’d hunger for nothing but that physical satisfaction.

“My friend told me there was no counter-curse,” you whimpered, eager to lift your tunic off to soothe the heat rising up around your neck.

“Yes, because he likely didn’t know it,” said Mingi. “I’ve studied the magical arts for hundreds of years, YN. I’m sure I know things that your little townie friend doesn’t.” He finally landed on the right page, and let the book levitate beside him. “I don’t know why I didn’t think of this before. I highly enjoy fucking your brains out, but I do feel guilty at the end result. You’re always in so much pain after, and my salves and potions cannot be used too often.”

“Psh, tell me about it.”

You weren’t fond of the purple, lumpy healing potions Mingi fed you whenever you finished. It was meant to clear your mind, but after two days of constant consumption, it now made you vomit. The salves, the iridescent sticky paste, brought on rashes if constantly used. It began another weight of suffering for you to bear.

You laid flat on the bed, eyeing Mingi’s hands as they dipped into the bowl beside him. The golden oil peppered with the crushed leaves dripped from his fingers and onto your thighs. The mere feeling of the thin droplets sliding down your skin beckoned your arousal. He scooped more to drizzle over your swollen, sore lips and you let out a soft moan.

“Mingi…please, don’t,” you sobbed, tears streaming from your temples into your hair.

“It’ll only hurt for a moment. I need you to stay still and quiet for me, okay?” he said in the gentle, comforting tone he’d used after sex.

He began muttering in a rough, foreign language you couldn’t understand, occasionally glancing at the book in front of him. Long fingers danced over your body, not reacting to your constant shaking as you pictured them all over you again. Soon, you bit down on your lower lip to suppress a scream when he touched you. Rough hands slid down and within your inner thighs, the massage easing your sore muscles but enticing your curse. You tightly shut your eyes when his thumbs pressed to the sides of your cunt, rubbing the thin oil into the folds starting to dampen at his touch.

Mingi did not seem affected by this change. His pale eyes remained concentrated on his work, which you felt grateful for at least. Mingi did not enjoy your suffering as he’d have his men believe. He treated you so gently since you’d been on the road: making sure you were clean, well fed and comfortable in your little cage. He comforted you with stories of his adventures late at night, stroking your hair and placing kisses where he could. He’d been the nicest of the men you’d met so far. It was you who constantly teased and allured him. You had a sense Lord Kim’s influence and constant watching kept him from doing anything too painful to you.

Unable to break his incantation, you weren’t warned when he slid two fingers inside. You shook your head involuntarily, the tears of your entrance stinging at the substance coating them and sobbed harder. The curse made it enjoyable, but your pain heavily outweighed it. He kept the movement slow and thorough, making sure to get every crevasse he could before sliding back out. You took several deep breaths to ease the painful stinging, almost as if trying to become one with the pain. However, after a few minutes, the pain there ceased all at once.

“Better?” He asked, hands sliding up your body to your breasts.

“Yes.”

He dropped more fragrant oil over your chest, the thin oil sliding off them to the curves before he went to work. The oil made his movements slippery and smooth, stimulating the painful itching in your nipples. He muttered another long incantation as his thumbs went in circles, starting from the center and moving to the wrinkled areolas. Then, he massaged both of them with his full palms. The ache did not pain you as much here, causing more pleasure as he started further up to your shoulders and then your arms. His hands worked like magic. They relieved every dull ache, lifting off the heaviness in your muscles and bones. He did not grip too hard, but applied enough pressure to work it out of you.

When he flipped you onto your front, you felt yourself floating on clouds. The calming scent coming off your skin and the incense combined with Mingi’s hands pushed out every thought in your head. You nearly forgot where you were. Even when he spilled more oil onto your buttocks, immediately spreading it as he kneaded them, you barely registered it. You only whimpered when he drizzled more between them, likely taking a moment to watch it trickle down before using his thumbs to alleviate the stinging.

“Oops,” he said, his thumb happening to push past the rim and inside you, “Sorry. It’s just so slippery,” he didn’t withdraw the digit but instead started pushing and pulling, “And your body is so pliable now. It’s as if it wants me in there…”

“Mingi,” his name came out in a soft sigh.

Your body did not fight him off. The tiny bit of pressure blossomed into pleasure rather than pain. You snuggled into the pillow, arms wrapped under it as he removed his thumb. More oil dripped down your back as he straddled your thighs and worked on your shoulders. Though, you noticed a certain hardness poking your ass whenever he leaned forward. You wanted him to pull it out to stuff in you, whichever hole he wanted, they both felt prepared enough.

“It’ll still affect your mind, and your body will tire after a time,” he said. “I sadly cannot lift it from you completely, but this must be a bit of a reprieve, right?”

“Yes,” you nodded, eyes closed to savor the sensations. “Yes, it is.”

“How about we test it out?” he suggested, though he knew your answer. “I’ve never done this before. I want to know if it works properly.”

“Mmm, please.”

With a bit of shifting, Mingi withdrew his cock and pressed the head to your dripping sex. You clutched the underside of the pillow, moaning into the soft cotton inside as he traced it. Your mark still burned, but your body did not. It felt more relaxing than frustrating. He kept himself up on one hand as he slid the other between the mattress and your tits. The gentle squeeze mixed with his head splitting you open deepened your need for his full length. Mingi then kept you trapped underneath him with his body laying on top of yours, hands grabbing your nipples as he fully plunged in your pussy. His low grunts matched your whiny moans, the both of you slowly diving further into bliss as the tension built up.

“Fuck,” he breathed in your ear, “I swear that oil made your pussy even better than before. You’re so much tighter and warmer.”

His cold cock didn’t affect you like before, becoming more desirable to you than intimidating. His hands felt like cooling ice balls instead of prickling icicles. It did not warm up even as he started thrusting faster and harder, hitting the deepest part of you each time so you saw fireworks. Mingi knew your body by now, and eagerly chased down the orgasm he sensed at the end. You prayed he gave it soon. His own twitching cock let you know he was barely hanging on, and you purposefully clenched to milk him. His come. His cold, sticky, sweet come that he’d pumped into every hole you offered the previous two nights became your goal. You imagined him filling each one again, forcing it inside you until you were leaking all over.

He grinned above you when your body spasmed. He continued the same pace and played with your nipples as you came around him. It was better than anything. His sheets bundled underneath you, they acted as a specific friction to your clit and you came harder. His moans starting to elongate and deepen, you begged him to finish in you again so he did.

“Cum in me,” you begged breathily, “Cum deep in me. Please, Mingi, please fill me up, please.”

“Trust me,” he replied through gritted teeth, “I’m going to give you every single load.”

He shuddered, moans turning into faint, cracked gasps as he pulsed in every stroke. You whimpered at the cum spraying your insides again, enjoying the chilly sensation instead of recoiling. Like before, once Mingi finished, you wanted to go again and he didn’t stop you. Laying on the opposite end of the bed, he watched you ride him once more, holding onto your bouncing tits the entire time. You knew how much he liked them, and didn’t hesitate to hover them over his lips. The little cot squeaked in each movement, only encouraging the both of you to match the sound it made. Nothing else penetrated your thoughts except getting more of him. It became your singular thought as Mingi had you in other ways; he came inside you every time, forcing his come in your throat, your ass or your cunt whenever he orgasmed. Without the physical pain to distract you, you couldn’t stop yourself from enjoying him.

As the crow near the bed looked on…

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You laid in Mingi’s bed, your entire being a pool of jelly on the sweaty sheets. The hazy euphoria of your final orgasm left you feeling light-headed. The curse’s magic still lingered inside you, but you were able to fight it off this time. You kept a tight lid on it as you watched Mingi, unbothered by the exertion, pull his clothes and armor back on. Despite being a walking corpse, Mingi appeared well put together aside from his hands and head. You saw unhealed wounds on his torso and arms, dead muscles having turned black and bloodless. It must’ve been like cutting paper; nothing to show but dead flesh. Years of fighting on battlefields and sparring with his men shaped out Mingi’s lean figure, appearing to have more muscle on his old bones. It was when he turned around that you saw the same crow-and-moon symbol on his left shoulder blade.

“That symbol,” you said, resting on your front, “What does it mean?”

“It’s Lord Kim’s mark,” he answered, pulling a cotton shirt over it. “We all bear his sigil on our bodies somewhere. It’s a sign of our loyalty to him. He did raise us from the dead, after all.”

“Why?”

“He needed an army.”

“For what?”

“Well, YN, every lord has some kind of army to defend his lands.”

“But people say he’s a demon. Aren’t demons supposed to be all powerful?”

“They are and he is, but he can only do so much on his own. Every magic being has their limitations,” he said. Stepping into his trousers, he pulled them to his narrow hips as he said, “Not to mention, he needed one to stop the former Northern King from destroying the rest of us.”

“Former Northern King?”

“Yes, King Argos. He was a total prick,” he scoffed. “He starved his people. He raised high taxes on the magical races and demanded they pay tribute to him in order to keep their homelands. He was the one who pushed the Naga off the mainland and into the Caper Islands. He’s the reason the Dragonites keep to themselves, and only have their volcano range now. The goblin and fae races were almost wiped out when he took over their lands. The man was a damn colonizer,” he said, eyes narrowed. “He’d force his own religion and ideology on the people there; his soldiers put up encampments and forts, their constant presence a reminder of our subservience to them. Not to mention all the things he stole: The Naga’s golden throne, several priceless inventions from the goblins, magical artifacts from the fairies, and all the resources he could find.” You saw anger flare in his milky eyes, the memories pouring back into him like water. “The magical races were slaves to humans for generations before Lord Kim appeared. He…He became our savior. He came with his beasts-”

“-Beasts? What beasts? You mean like the octopus Seonghwa has?”

“Bigger and worse,” Mingi answered. “Cora, The Kraken, was used to knock out Argos’s naval ships. The Wyvern, Aerion, turned his camps and forts to ashes. The Minotaur, Cerebus, and the Chimera joined in various battles on land. They’re huge, nasty and vicious beasts that only serve Him. No man or magicfolk alive could defeat them.”

Hearing the word ‘Kraken’ brought back a faded, dark memory. Closing your eyes, you thought back to when you had crashed. You remembered the encompassing, suffocating water filling your lungs, limbs starting to fail as pressure squeezed your lungs, when something caught hold of you. Large dark eyes glowing at you from the abyss. Long tentacles wrapping around you easily. The swiftness and strength it used to carry you through the ocean and up onto land. Thinking about them rattled your bones, and you hugged your pillow tighter.

“Anyway, he came with his beasts and magic to destroy Argos’s tyranny for good,” he continued. “He liberated them one by one. He gave the races back their lands and helped those who needed it to rebuild. He became the new Northern King, though I personally believe he doesn’t see himself as a king.”

“Seonghwa mentioned only letting Yunho onto his island because of him.”

“Yes, the Naga and Dragonites have been at each other’s throats for centuries. Don’t ask me why, nobody really knows anymore,” he added quickly. “It’s an old feud that started with their ancestors and it’s gotten passed down since then. But, His Lordship needs them to finally work together or at least be civil with each other. Their fighting has cost lots of lives and lands. He can only let it go on for so long before they’ve destroyed half the land.”

“And they listen to him?”

“Everyone does. He’s wise and old. Plus, they both owe him debts that can never be repaid.”

Rolling onto your back, sleepiness starting to take over, you imagined the intimidating figure living atop a cold mountain.

“Does he have a name?” you asked.

“I’m sure he does, but nobody knows what it is.”

“How come?”

“I don’t know,” he said rather thoughtfully, tying his vest as he wondered. “I guess nobody has asked or he’s never offered it? Everyone I know has always called him ‘Lord Kim’ or ‘His Lordship’ or ‘His Excellency’. We'll be seeing him in The Grey Lands, so you can ask then. You know, when you’re done sucking him off or something.”

“My friend told me only he can lift my curse. Would he…Would he do it if I asked?”

Mingi didn’t answer right away. His eyes looked over at the crow jumping around on the ground, pecking into the dirt, then back at you.

“I don’t know.”

“I had a runestone to trade for it, but I lost it when the boat went under,” you frowned, recalling the small stone with its strange mark on the side. “They said I could use it as a payment.”

“A runestone might’ve worked for a lesser demon, but he doesn’t need runestones. He has plenty.”

“Then what would he want?”

“That’s easy: you, lovely.”

You dreaded what that meant. This ‘Lord Kim’ might not lift your curse at all and make you his mindless sex slave. It weighed down your high with fear, and you curled into a ball. He won’t save you. He’d likely enjoy your torment considering you’re human. A demon who took down an entire human army and their king likely has no love for them. He’ll like having you as a slave. You shut your eyes to let the exhaustion sink you into your dreams.

“I'd never make you my slave, love. If anything, I'm yours.”

Yet, before you could fully go under, shouting came from outside the tent.

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A/N: Uh-oh, what the hell's happening now? Well, at least she's gotten some kind of relief. Thanks for reading this chapter, and the lovely comments you guys leave me <3 Remember to reblog and like <3