King Of Lust

Don't do this Dorrek. Don't do that Dorrek. For the pass 18 years, I had to listen to my parents constantly nagging me about what I could and couldn't do. I mean as their kid, I guess it's normal for a parent to do that to their kid, but no, I was the only naughty one in our family. Gramps used to call me the naughty twin and my whole life I was just under my brother's shadow and compared to him because everyone loved him.

At some point it started to feel like my parents hated me, which I believed was the exact reason I was laying in some bed under a roof of some boarding. My freedom got stripped from me over night, all because I wanted to use some magic. I mean surely I deserved that privileged too. But just one more mistake was enough for all of them to push me aside and make me someone else's problem.

Now I, the problem child, was attending at Whitemourne Academy. A place where troubled warlocks like me get the proper treatment we deserve and apparently also the place where I'll be teaching manners. If I really was so naughty, then they wouldn't have this much control over my life.

Oh well, it's time I get out of this bed.

Bruce: Excuse me?

I felt this constant nudging on my shoulder and pulled my sheets off my face. Standing next to my bed was my roomie. Some dude I had to share a room with

Dorrek: Can I help you?

Bruce: S-Sorry I thought you were asleep...I just wanted to wake you, because classes begin today...

I rolled my eyes. I didn't need guidance in how to use magic, I've studied that for as long as I could remember and enough to know every damn spell in my family's Grimoire. The same book my privileged twin brother gets to use.

Dorrek: I'm not going to any classes, thank you.

Bruce: You sure, you might get into trouble.

Dorrek: It wouldn't be the first time!

I covered my face again with the sheets. I hate my life.

Bruce: Look, I also wanted to ask if you'd want to hang out after that. I mean are you seriously just going to sit in this room and do nothing.

I gave the nerd another look. He did have a point there. I didn't want to sit here and rot, that's exactly what my parents would want me to do. But attending those stupid classes is also something they'd want me to do. I could always do something, I want to do.

I raised my eyebrow and grinned after finally cooking up my first plan, a plan I'd probably regret later, but I was doing it.

Whitemourne Academy was a place for gifted supernaturals to control their power. Funny enough this place was in Whitemourne town itself, a supernatural university right among humans and too bad none of them notice anything off about the place. At the beginning of every semester there's a gathering at the main hall, which obviously, I didn't attend to.

I snuck out the main building and headed through the gardens, there where I reached one of the frathouses. Fratboys were always late to these stuff, because they wanna be cool and all, so it was the perfect opportunity to pull off this prank.

I headed to the back of house where all the bathroom windows were. There were a few in the showers, so I headed to the water pipes. I used a transmogrification spell, the only spell I knew, to change the water flowing through the pipes into shit

Fratboy 1: What the fuck!?

Fratboy 2: Is that shit!?

I placed a hand over my mouth to hide my delivish snickers. Their reaction was certainly something to laugh my ass off about. I knew one would eventually come to the back to check one of the pipes for themselves, so I found a spot for me to hide behind a tree.

All of them came out. If it weren't for the spell of shit, those werewolves probably would've smelled me behind a tree, but these weren't werewolves. They all looked like demons. I heard rumours that majority of demons come to this university, I just didn't see many at the campus itself. Probably all incubi came to this frathouse.

I was distracted by not being caught, not even sensing there was someone behind me.

???: And what are you doing here?

Startled, I jumped and was about to squeak, but then his hand came up to cover my mouth.

???: Shhh...The moment my boys see you, they will wreck you for what you just did and I don't think there is stopping them.

His voice was husky and seductive. There was something about this guy that gave my chills, and yet the way he was holding me...

???: I haven't seen you before. You're obviously new, if you're going around causing trouble.

He finally spun me around and pinned me to the tree. His half naked form towering over me and his crimson eyes staring into my soul.

I looked up at the devil, and backed up when he leaned to my neck.

???: You don't even know who I am, do you?

I never felt nervous or afraid, no matter where I found myself. I was troublemaker and had no shame in hiding it. My parents only ever cared about my brother and how he was good enough, but I was always the ugly duckling. And I made peace with that. Why should I care when my own family don't?

But now, for the first time, I didn't have a word to say back or a way of gaslighting this incubus. I didn't even know him and his presence was so intimidating. Maybe I did wonder who he could be.

Dorrek: I...think imma head off...

I ducked under his arm so I could sneak off and head back to the campus house, but he stood me. He hooked his arm around my waist and pinned me back to the tree, this time he stood closer.

???: Shhh, I you dare move I will call my boys here and they'll probably make you swim in shit. So if you don't want them to see you, keep your voice quiet.

I stared at him. He was seriously threatening me and no I didn't want to be dropped in poo. What kind of a troublemaker wants to be a victim to their own trouble making?

???: Will you stay still and keep quiet?

I nodded.