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The thing about summoning a sex demon, Chan’s learned, is that it’s a bad idea—just not for the reasons he thought it would be a bad idea before he did it.
Felix is fine-boned and beautiful, like fae instead of a succubus, with sweet, pouty lips and a demonic tongue. He’s also utterly insatiable and a total brat who never learned table manners, so he’s constantly touching Chan regardless of the situation, which led to the predicament he’s currently in.
Chan learned early on that if Felix doesn’t want to be seen by others, then he won’t be, and he seems to think that’s a good enough reason to do whatever he wants to Chan’s body, regardless of legality. The riskier a situation, the less likely Chan can get it up, though, so Felix has at least learned to wait until they’re in more secluded areas before jumping on Chan or using his sex demon magic to keep them concealed.
And then he learned about sex toys and that’s lead to where they are now: in the middle of a park, having a picnic where Felix feeds Chan chocolate-covered strawberries while Chan squirms, the vibrator in his ass keeping him on edge. Delayed orgasms taste better, Felix says, and Chan doesn’t know enough about sex demons to disagree.
“Are you having fun?” Felix’s voice is deep and rich, like the chocolate on the strawberries Felix is feeding him. “Should I turn it up higher?”
“Felix,” Chan says, and he’s not sure if it’s a warning or a plea.
“Mm?” Felix holds another strawberry to Chan’s lips, pressing more insistently when Chan doesn’t take it. “What is it, baby?”
His other hand settles on Chan’s thigh, squeezing, and Chan whimpers. He wants Felix’s hand to move high, wants Felix to let him come—wants what Felix has been teasing him with since they arrived. The vibration of the toy in his ass is unbearable, and he’s been hard for hours. That, paired with the public setting, has kept Chan teetering on the edge without tipping over. Chan feels like he’s going crazy, but Felix has the smugness of a cat who’s conned humans out of a second dinner. His hand moves higher on Chan’s thigh.
“Wanna come,” Chan mumbles. “Felix, please—”
“You can come whenever you want, baby.” Felix’s eyes are wide and innocent, but Chan knows better. The demon beside him isn’t either. “What’s stopping you?”
A whine slips from Chan’s lips without his permission. It makes Felix grin, something predatory gleaming in his eyes. Felix settles into Chan’s lap, rubbing the strawberry Chan still hasn’t eaten against Chan’s lips.
“Eat the strawberry, baby.” Chan opens his mouth and bites into the sweet-tart flesh of the strawberry. He feels the juice of it dripping down from the corners of his mouth, and the relentless vibration fades away. “There you go. Now, did you want me to take care of this?”
Felix’s fingers trace over Chan’s bulge. His grin is still predatory, and Chan shivers under the weight of it. He doesn’t think Felix is dominant—Felix being an succubus supports that—Chan might just be easy. Which, he was pathetic enough to summon a sex demon, so yeah. That tracks.
Chan nods. It gets him the rest of the strawberry pressed to his lips, juice smearing like lip gloss, and Chan’s lips part to pull the rest of the strawberry from the leaves. Felix tosses them to the side, fingers curving around Chan’s face and kissing him. Then Felix’s hand is on Chan’s cock, using the precome he’s been dripping for hours to ease the way.
“Come on, baby.” Felix licks the strawberry juice from Chan’s face, tongue slightly too rough against his skin. “You know nobody can see it—unless that’s what you want? You want everyone to see you fall apart? Couldn’t even keep it together for a picnic, you’re so horny.”
Even though it’s Felix’s fault he’s like this, Chan’s cock twitches in Felix’s grip. Chan’s pretty sure Felix gave him a kink for getting discovered having sex in public, even though he would never want to happen in real life. He whines, and Felix just barely presses his nail to the head of Chan’s cock. The threat of pain makes Chan come, Felix catching it in his hand and bringing it up to his mouth, licking it clean while keeping his eyes trained on Chan.
He wants to look away, but looking away just gets him punished. Instead, Chan watches Felix’s tongue, face heating at the memory of where else Felix’s tongue has been. Then he blushes more, knowing that Felix can hear the thought. Felix can hear all of Chan’s filthy thoughts, because binding yourself to a sex demon gives them access to all the password-locked folders in your brain where you keep the kinks you don’t want anyone to know about.
“Oh? I’ll eat you out again tonight.” Felix’s voice is dark with promise, and Chan gulps. Even though he just came, he’s already hard again—sex demon magic at work. Chan’s body can take five or six orgasms before it gives up, an improvement over when two was asking a lot. Felix said his stamina will get better the longer they’re together, but Chan can’t decide whether that’s good or bad. “But what should we do about you now?”
Fingers wrap around his cock again, ghosting along the length. Chan shivers. Then Felix shifts, and his tight, wet heat engulfs Chan’s cock. Ah. Apparently he’s chosen cunt for today. There’s no real rhyme or reason to Felix’s genital situation, and Chan’s long since given up guessing. Sex demons don’t have human genders, choosing pronouns and forms to match the preferences of whoever summoned them, and Felix was delighted to find out Chan is bisexual. Chan doesn’t think Felix quite understands what that means, but explaining human gender to a sex demon isn’t on his agenda. For Felix, Chan’s bisexuality means his body can look however he’s feeling that day and Chan will be into it, which is true.
The walls of Felix’s cunt ripple along the length of Chan’s cock, milking him, and Felix holds another strawberry to Chan’s lips. Chan eats, because that’s what Felix wants, and Chan is weak for Felix. He feels the vibrator in his ass turn back on and nearly chokes, moaning. He’d forgotten it was there, but of course Felix hadn’t.
“Don’t choke, baby.” Felix kisses the corner of Chan’s mouth, then moves to whisper in his ear. “Wouldn’t want you to need medical attention in this position. What would everyone think? You taking advantage of an innocent girl in the middle of the park.”
Chan comes, Felix’s greedy cunt milking him dry. Another strawberry is pressed to his lips, and Chan eats, even as Felix rides his overstimulated cock. Physically, Chan pushes Felix away, the heat of Felix’s cunt overwhelming combined with vibration, but all he can think is yes yes yes. Felix smiles, all-knowing, and feeds Chan another strawberry.
“You can give me one more,” Felix says, petting Chan’s hair. The action is condescending, but Chan can’t bring himself to care. All he can focus on is the way Felix kicks the vibration up higher. “I know you want to give me another. You want noona to squirt, baby? Wanna know you fucked me so good I creamed your cock?”
Felix takes Chan’s hand, guiding it under the skirt Felix is wearing. Without being told, Chan’s fingers find Felix’s clit and rub. The first touch draws a moan from Felix, who speeds up as he rides Chan’s cock. Then Felix comes, Chan feeling the liquid soak into his jeans and Felix’s cunt clench around him. He swallows, tipping forward until his head is pillowed in the tits Felix grew some time during the past few minutes and coming. Felix holds him, turning the vibrator off and murmuring sweet nothings to him until Chan feels like he’s fit to function in society again.
Relatively speaking, anyway. He’s not sure having sex in a public park renders him fit for public society.
“Stop thinking so much, baby.” Felix kisses the corner of his mouth. He shifts out of Chan’s lap, and Chan’s unsurprised to find his jeans perfectly clean. His cock is still out, though, and Felix’s eyes sparkle as he tucks his hair behind his ear. “You want a blowjob? I think we have time before someone gets suspicious.”
“No,” Chan says, even as he thinks yes. “Felix, I can’t—”
“Mm. I don’t think that’s true.” Felix bends, kissing the head of Chan’s cock before giving the head tiny kitten licks that make Chan groan. “Noona’s hungry. Don’t you want to feed me?”
The way Felix’s eyes sparkle when he looks up at Chan can’t be normal. That must be some type of demon sex magic too, Chan thinks, fingers sliding into Felix’s hair. Felix licks at the head of Chan’s cock again, blinking up at him with an innocence Chan knows he doesn’t possess.
“We shouldn’t.” Chan swallows, using his hand to guide his cock into Felix’s mouth. “We’ll get caught.”
Only if you want, Chan hears Felix say, the words echoing through his mind. Now fuck my mouth, baby.
Helpless, Chan obeys.