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The couch. What was the big deal about the couch? Rumi couldn’t wrap her mind around it as she sunk down into the plush sofa. Mira and Zoey never had trouble relaxing. Her two friends had decided to go to the bathhouse today to let off some steam. But of course, Rumi didn’t join.
Even now as she sat on their beloved white couch, she found it impossible to relax. Her mind was reeling, unable to stop thinking about the idol awards show tomorrow.
“Cute patterns,” A sudden voice spoke up. “So when your friends are gone, you don’t worry about covering them up? Interesting…”
Recognizing that condescending voice, Rumi immediately jumped up.
“Jinu!?” She gasped, seeing his figure out on the balcony. “What are you doing here? Stay back!” She commanded. “Don’t you dare come any closer!”
The demon boy merely chuckled, shrugging off any danger and pushing his way past the glass door.
“Your precious friends are gone for the evening. I don’t see the problem.”
“Hey!” Rumi shouted, frustrated as he ignored her words and forced his way into the living room.
Like a whirlwind of fury, she turned around to scold him. However, she suddenly found herself speechless at the sight before her.
Jinu, the leader of the demon boy band she was supposed to destroy, was now relaxing on her couch. Arms on the backrest, feet up on the table, and slouching without a care in the world.
“H… how are you doing that?” Rumi asked.
“Doing what?” Jinu replied
“Relaxing! On the couch!! Ugh, I've been trying to figure it out all day!”
Hearing her flustered outburst, an arrogant smirk spread across Jinu’s face.
“Why don’t you have a seat, half-demon?” He teased. “I can help you relax.”
That cocky attitude of his simply infuriated her. The longer she gazed into his deep brown eyes, the more she felt her heart pound in her chest. He was so handsome, it made her furious.
With a heavy sigh, Rumi set her weight on the couch, sinking down next to him. Jinu didn’t hesitate to put his arm around her, pulling her into his embrace and letting her rest against his chest.
“Um. What are you doing?” Rumi growled.
“Helping you relax,” The agitated demon replied. “Do you want my help or not?”
“I never said I did!” Rumi shouted. “You’re lucky I don’t pull out my sword and kill you right now-...!”
She suddenly froze. A chill washed over her body as she felt a gentle touch on her arm. As Jinu was holding her to his chest, he let his fingertips trail down her arm, admiring the purple patterns on her soft skin. Feeling his gentle touch rendered her speechless. She didn’t say a word as he traced his fingers up and down her skin.
“You and I… we’re more alike than you think…” He spoke, in a softer, unthreatening tone. “I wish you’d see that…”
Rumi had her head against his chest. She could hear his heartbeat. And something about it was calming.
“You don’t need to hide something like this around me…” He whispered. “I’m the only one who knows the real you… all of you.”
Jinu leaned in, capturing her lips with a soft, sensual kiss. Rumi didn’t see it coming. But the moment his lips met hers, she felt her emotions soften. And the next thing she knew, Jinu propelled her backwards until she was laying flat on the couch, his lips never losing contact with her the whole way.
His lips moved against hers with a hunger that surprised even himself, pouring all his pent-up emotions into it. His hand came to cup the side of Rumi’s face, as he breathed in her warmth and scent. In that moment, everything else seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them lost in the heat of their shared passion.
“Jinu…” Rumi whispered, their lips parting for just a moment. “We shouldn’t…”
Jinu sat up, taking a moment to remove his jacket and strip off his shirt, revealing his perfectly sculpted abs.
“Actually. Yes we should. Yes, we definitely should,” She quickly changed her mind, upon seeing his mouth-watering six pack.
The demon boy smirked, an arrogant chuckle escaping his lips as he leaned in to kiss her once more. This time, slower, as his lips glided across hers with seductive intent.
Jinu’s hands began to wander, feeling down the dips and curves of her body as he explored her soft skin. He hiked up one of her legs, digging his nails into her thigh with a sort of aggressiveness only a demon would exhibit.
“Let’s see where these pretty little patterns of yours lead…”
Rumi panted as Jinu reached under the hem of her skirt. His fingers brushed against the damp fabric of her panties, a satisfied grin spreading across his handsome face. He began to rub her through the fabric, applying gentle pressure to her sensitive area.
“Mmh…” Rumi hummed with pleasure. “M…more…”
Hearing her desperate pleas, Jinu slipped his fingers beneath the elastic of Rumi’s panties, seeking out her most intimate area. He found her warm, slick folds and began to stroke along them, feeling her wetness coating his fingers as her arousal grew.
“The leader of Huntrix, breathless and begging for me…” He chuckled. “Just like those cute patterns of yours, this is a sight only I get to see.”
Rumi casted her gaze to the side, flustered and stubborn. “Hurry up already, demon. Before I change my mind,” She snapped. “M-Mira and Zoey could be home any moment!”
“Oh? How exciting,” Jinu mocked, reaching for his belt. “I guess we better make this quick then. Think you can handle it, hunter?”
Rumi could handle anything. She was the strong, poised leader of Huntrix. Half human, half demon, she dedicated her life to her fans. She wasn’t scared of anything.
That was until she laid eyes on Jinu’s massive shaft, long and thick, proudly erect as he wrapped his hand around it.
He. Was. HUGE.
Rumi always showed her emotions on her face. Perhaps she looked nervous, because Jinu suddenly leaned down to whisper in her ear.
“Greedy little hunter girl. This was a part of your plan all along, wasn’t it?”
He planted a hot trail of kisses on her neck, nibbling on her sensitive skin before whispering in her ear once more.
“To make me fall in love with you… I must admit, a creative way to defeat a demon.”
Rumi felt a chill of pleasure course through her body as Jinu lavished her neck. As he breathed against her ear, he suddenly reached down to grab her hand. He guided her palm to his cock, letting her feel his arousal and perhaps mentally prepare herself.
“Feel it, Rumi. This is what you do to me…” He growled, voice strained with desire. “This is how badly I want you. I want you to be mine…”
Rumi’s small hand stroked his impressive length with an even, steady rhythm. She marveled at the monstrous size, the way it pulsed and throbbed beneath her touch. She found her mind drifting to fantasies of him taking her, claiming her, filling her in a way she had never experienced before. The thought of his thick, hard cock stretching her, completing her, sent a shiver of anticipation down her spine.
It wasn’t long after Jinu gripped her slender legs, dragging her body across the couch for better access to her core. He positioned himself, his hard, throbbing cock hovering inches from her eager entrance.
With a deep, primal groan, Jinu penetrated her, the thick head of his cock entering her heat. He watched, eyes glowing with desire as her slick walls stretched to accommodate him, enveloping his length in her warm, welcoming embrace.
Jinu’s breath caught in his throat at the incredible sensation, as he savored the feeling of finally being inside her. She was even more perfect than he had imagined, her body fitting around his cock like she was made just for him.
Jinu reached down, grabbing her arms and guiding them to rest around his neck.
“Hold on to me,” He ordered. “And I’ll hold on to you.”
He began to move, his hips rocking in a steady rhythm as he slid in and out of Rumi’s tight channel. Each thrust brought a new wave of pleasure, the friction of their joining sending sparks of ecstasy through his body.
He could be rougher if he wanted, a demon unleashing his dark desires on the naive little hunter who so foolishly let him in. But this was Jinu. And he found making her beg for it to be more entertaining.
He was purposely going slow, trying to drive her mad with frustration. And Rumi was always easily frustrated.
“J-Jinu… god…” She groaned, a mix of ache and want in her tone. She clung to his body, arms around his shoulder. “Please… f-fuck…”
“Please what?” Jinu pried. “Beg for my demon cock, little hunter. Beg for me to claim you, mark you, and possess you like the monster I am.”
Rumi was a moaning mess, covering her face and trying to maintain what bit of sanity she had left.
“Damn it…” She whined. “Stupid demon…! F-fuck me with your stupid demon cock!”
A brief chuckle escaped his lips.
“I suppose I’ll accept that.”
He grabbed one of her legs, tossing it over his shoulder. The new angle allowed him to penetrate her deeper, something she didn’t even think was possible. But oh god, his cock seemed to hit her deeper and deeper with every powerful thrust.
His movement became rougher, more urgent, as he lost himself in the primal urge to claim her, to possess her body and soul entirely. He pounded her body into the soft cushions, shaking the hell out of Mira and Zoey’s beloved couch.
Deep, guttural groans tore from his throat, echoing through the room like a wild beast consumed by lust. His eyes locked with Rumi’s, blazing with a feral intensity as he watched her squirm in pleasure.
He loved watching her squirm.
Rumi’s moans grew louder, more desperate, as her climax approached at a breathtaking pace. Each thrust of Jinu’s thick cock against her sweet spot brought her closer to the edge, the coil of tension in her core winding tighter and tighter.
Rumi- the perfectionist, the rising star at the top of the idol industry, the brave little demon hunter. She looked so beautiful teetering on the edge of pleasure.
Jinu redoubled his efforts, determined to bring Rumi to the pinnacle of ecstasy, wanting to feel her come undone around him. It only took a few more thrusts before she was screaming his name, hitting her orgasm hard and cumming with an intensity like never before.
“Jinu…!”
He loved the sound of her angelic voice. Her fans could only dream of hearing something like this, that beautiful voice of hers laced with desire and dripping with pleasure. Jinu couldn’t resist the urge to press his lips to hers once more, making her choke down her moans as she rode out her climax.
She arched her back off the couch and groaned, giving Jinu the perfect angle to reach under her waist. He cradled her body as he came inside her, filling her up nice and hot. It felt so good to be held by those strong arms, to be taken care of and claimed by him.
Jinu’s eyes went wide. He was panting and dripping with sweat as he took in the gorgeous sight of the woman in his arms.
“There we go…” He smiled. "Feels good to relax, doesn't it?”
The best way to defeat a demon wasn’t to hunt him down, corner him, and cut off his head. Perhaps there were other ways. Like growing closer and speaking to that side of him that was once human. That evening, the leader of Huntrix defeated the leader of Saja Boys. And she defeated the strongest, stupidest demon she had ever faced.
Maybe the couch wasn’t so bad after all.