when the lights fade out (all the sinners crawl) {ii/ii}

[kairousels]

part i

Jongin gulps, adjusting his knees and slowly letting his wings drop so most of the feathers rest on the ground. His breathing is quick and his heart is beating a bit to fast for his comfort, but he feels strangely comforted by the soft smile Kyungsoo gives him.

“Such good angel,” he whispers, and Jongin can’t help but to internally keen. His hands fist his long white jacket, knees trembling. Kyungsoo coos, putting his hand on Jongin’s kneecap and squeezing reassuringly. “Have you ever done this before Jongin?”

Jongin licks his lips, mouth opening and closing a few times. He settles on shaking his head ‘no’, not trusting his voice right now. Much to his relief, Kyungsoo doesn’t laugh or smirk smugly. Instead, he just reaches down to grasp Jongin’s sweaty palm so he can place a gently kiss there.

“Do you want to continue?” Jongin nods hesitantly, but Kyungsoo clicks his tongue. “Use your words, beautiful. I want to make sure this is exactly what you want before we do anything.”

There’s a sudden swell of fondness in Jongin’s chest when he processes Kyungsoo’s words, tears pricking at the very edge of his eyes. “Yes…” He swallows, clearing his throat. “T-Touch me… please.”

Kyungsoo’s face is blank for the first time that night, red eyes seemingly glowing as he looks the angel up and down. “Touch you where?”

Jongin shakily takes Kyungsoo’s hand and spreads his thighs. He ducks his chin timidly, looking down at his prominent bulge as he presses the demon’s palm against it. He doesn’t have the courage to check Kyungsoo’s reaction, too nervous to do anything except whimper and shut his eyes.

A few agonizing seconds go by before he feels Kyungsoo applying a light pressure to his cock, the angels grip on the other’s wrist tightening at the pleasure. “A-Ah… Shit, just like that.”

The demon retracts his hand the moment Jongin moans, a dark look taking over his features. Jongin’s bottom lip quivers, wanting so desperately to feel Kyungsoo against him like that again. He’s just about to beg, say that he promises he’s not affected that badly by the lust powder around them, but Kyungsoo crosses his legs and pats his lap.

Jongin’s eyes widen and Kyungsoo moves his fingers in a ‘come hither’ motion. “Come here.”

His tone is short, clipped.

A command that Jongin’s not about to disobey.

His body moves on autopilot, eager to feel more of Kyungsoo’s body against his own. The angel crawls into the other man’s lap, wings arching out in the slightest the moment Kyungsoo’s hands wrap around Jongin’s waist. Those warm palms slowly move down his back, finally settling on his ass and squeezing.

Jongin hides his face in Kyungsoo’s neck, feeling relaxed but oh so aroused at the same time. He knows the lust powder is making him feel like every touch from the demon is burning his skin deliciously, but he revels in it.

Kyungsoo buries his nose in the other’s hair, nuzzling there and breathing in. “I wonder if you taste as good as you smell, my dear.”

The demon cards his fingers through Jongin’s soft ebony hair, scraping at his scalp and pulling slightly every time he gets to the end of the stands. Jongin gasps softly, hands fisting the back of Kyungsoo’s leather jacket.

The demon makes a low, inhuman noise in the back of his throat. “You like when I pull your hair baby?” Jongin clings to him wordlessly, but yelps when Kyungsoo squeezes his ass again to get his attention. “Didn’t I tell you to use your words?”

The angel’s toes curl in his boots at the slightly reprimanding tone in the other man’s voice, speaking lowly. “Y-Yes. I like it.”

Kyungsoo pets his hair, as if praising a pet.

“Good boy.” Jongin feels the other’s hand slide from his hair to rest on his nape, body tensing when Kyungsoo is daring enough to properly touch Jongin’s wings.

For an angel, it’s taboo to touch each other’s wings unless you’re in a relationship with the person. They’re highly sensitive, especially where they attach to the very inner edge of the shoulder blade. The feathers themselves aren’t as sensitive, but the areas where the muscles flex and contract to allow movement can cause arousal if massaged properly. It’s considered one of the most intimate things angels can do together.

Kyungsoo seems to be well aware of this because he doesn’t even hesitate to run his hand along the crook where his wings attach to his body, applying a steady pressure. Kyungsoo’s fingers press against all the right areas, making Jongin arch against his chest and throw his head back. His wings extend, giving the demon a magnificent view of his seemingly shining feathers, the iridescent sheen catching the rays of the moonlight in such a beautiful way.

“Perfect,” Kyungsoo whisper, starstruck at the sight of Jongin’s full wingspan. “You’re so perfect.”

Jongin’s breath hitches as the demon starts to lightly massage both wings, hips automatically jerking forward when the other man squeezes the base of his wing. A soft ah falls from his lips at the sudden friction on his cock. He rolls his hips forward again to try to relieve the ache. Kyungsoo tries to still him, but Jongin’s already addicted to the sensation.

He gives Kyungsoo a wrecked look, eyes begging. The demon hesitates, staring at the way Jongin’s eyebrows knit together, how his pretty pink lips part in the slightest. Jongin pants softly, sweat starting to cling to him the more he gets riled up.

“Kyungsoo,” the demon gulps at the way Jongin practically moans his name. “P-Please… I need it.”

Kyungsoo’s eyes flit between his own, licking his plush lips before nodding at Jongin. He leans in to kiss the shell of the angel’s ear, whispering against it a moment later. “My pretty angel is so needy.” He thrusts up against Jongin, making him audibly gasp and tighten his grip on Kyungsoo tighten. “Don’t worry, beautiful. I’ll take care of you.”

Kyungsoo holds his hips and ruts against him at an agonizingly slow pace. So slow, that Jongin starts to get frustrated, summoning up the energy to push at Kyungsoo’s chest until his back hits the ground. The angel takes advantage of the sudden shift in power and braces his hands on Kyungsoo’s stomach. His thighs are settled on either side of the demon’s hips when he starts to grind down at a quick and ruthless pace.

He half expects Kyungsoo to give him another reprimanding look for being so impatient but the other man seems to enjoy watching Jongin desperately rut against him like this. His red eyes sparkle with emotion, expression smouldering as he listens to Jongin’s little frustrated whimpers, obviously not getting the proper friction he wants.

“A-Ah. Mmm!” Jongin closes his eyes in concentration, hips rolling at an erratic pace that makings Kyungsoo’s body move back and forth underneath him. His gut is drenched with heat, especially when Kyungsoo lets one of his hands slip under his alabaster jacket and press his fingers to his skin.

“Jongin, fuck.” The angel’s hips stutter when he hears his real name fall from the other’s lips, not used to hearing it in such a sensuous way. He lets his head fall back, feeling the heat from his cheeks spread to his bared throat as he swallows. “Look at you. Look how stunning you are for me.”

Jongin chokes on a moan when Kyungsoo thrusts up against him at the same, frantic pace. “F-For you. All for you.”

That seems to unleash something inside the demon because not even a moment later he feels the other man clawing at the front of Jongin’s pants, pulling them apart until they rip open. Jongin doesn’t even have time to get upset, all words of protest immediately dying on his tongue when Kyungsoo shoves his hand in his underwear in search of his cock.

Jongin lets out a little strangled noise, hunching and hanging his head at the sudden overwhelming pleasure. His wings bend around him in a bashful manner, face scrunched up as Kyungsoo squeezes the base of his cock. His hips stop their movements altogether, his mind too distracted by that warm palm grinding against his cockhead.

He can barely think, only wanting to feel and please the man under him, a fantasy he’s had since they’ve first met. He craves to see Kyungsoo’s face scrunched up in pleasure, looking at Jongin like he’s the only thing in this world that matters. He wants it so bad.

Kyungsoo pulls Jongin’s cock out of the confines of his underwear, chuckling when the angel trembles from the cool wind hitting the tip leaking with precome. “Such a gorgeous cock.” He thumbs the slit, making Jongin whine under his breath. “Think I could get a taste?”

The idea of Kyungsoo’s pretty pink lips wrapped around his cock appeal to him more than anything, but the prominent bulge in the demon’s pants distract him. He wants to feel Kyungsoo’s cock too, make him feel as good as he does. “I-I...”

Kyungsoo tilts his head, not understanding. “What is it, baby?”

Jongin, despite having basically humped Kyungsoo to death, still feels too timid to outright say what he wants so he just presses his hand to the demon’s thick shaft through his clothing, hoping he gets the idea. Kyungsoo catches on right away, his lips quirking into a cute half smile that makes Jongin internally swoon despite his highly aroused state.

He’s in so deep already. What’s wrong with him?

Kyungsoo sits up on his elbows, unbuttoning his pants and taking out his hard cock. Jongin practically salivates at the sight of his shaft curled high from arousal, the head a deep red and glistening slightly in the moonlight. The angel’s mesmerized by the sight, letting his fingers wrap around it. He flicks his wrist experimentally, eyes fluttering up to look at Kyungsoo’s reaction. The demon groans, the sound light and airy as he sighs through his nose.

“Just like that, beautiful…” Jongin takes that as his cue to fist him faster, panting heavily when Kyungsoo matches his pace.

Both of them are caught up in the pleasure they’re giving each other, just so intensely focused on making each other feel good. Kyungsoo even sits up so he can rest his forehead against Jongin’s, pupils blown as the demon growls lightly. The sound, for some reason, doesn’t even deter Jongin. In fact it only makes him want to kiss those pretty lips even more with each passing second, but he’s not sure if he can. Kyungsoo seems to be the more experienced one here, unlike Jongin’s who’s only really kissed one other person in his life.

“So stunning. You’re so stunning, angel.”

Jongin whimpers, the compliment going straight to his cock. It’s embarrassing just how fast he already feels like coming, but he can tell Kyungsoo is in the same boat with how much he jerks and shivers. The angel is so incredibly turned on that he can’t help the sudden heat that drenches his gut, his body tensing in Kyungsoo’s hold.

Kyungsoo swats the other’s hand away from his cock, taking both shafts into his hands and fisting them quickly. Jongin cries out at the feeling of the other’s warm cock against his own, the sight of their leaking tips soaking each other in precome becoming too much for Jongin to take.

“Kyungsoo! I’m c-coming...” Jongin pants, the pleasure making him impossibly dizzy.

“I know, love. Me too.”

Jongin should feel embarrassed at how much noise he’s making right now, but he can’t help it, especially when Kyungsoo’s fist tightens around both of their shafts. The angel repeats Kyungsoo’s name over and over like a mantra as the pleasure build up inside him. The demon grunts in response, watching Jongin’s face contort as they get closer and closer.

“So fucking gorgeous.”

That’s all it takes for Jongin to shiver and spill all over himself, ropes of white shooting out and landing on the demon underneath him. Some dribbles onto Kyungsoo’s cock as the other milks him through it, Kyungsoo’s own come combining with his a moment later.

They’re still hard despite feeling relief from coming once, but Jongin doesn’t focus on that. Jongin whimpers quietly in Kyungsoo’s lap, hot breath puffing out over Kyungsoo’s skin when he nuzzles the crook of his neck. He weakly holds the demon’s biceps, grip tightening when Kyungsoo shifts a little, as if he’s scared the other will just run away. He doesn’t, though. Instead, Jongin feels Kyungsoo press tender kisses to his shoulder and gently pet his trembling wings folded behind him. Jongin practically leans into the touch, licking his lips before disorientedly pressing a few kisses of his own to the crook of Kyungsoo’s neck while the demon holds him tenderly. Jongin wraps his wings around Kyungsoo too, holding him as well.

Kyungsoo chuckles quietly, pulling away enough so he can look at the flush staining Jongin’s cheeks. “So pretty for me… I could just eat you up, love.”

Jongin breathes out shakily, eyes hooded as he stares pleadingly at Kyungsoo’s plush lips. The ache in his cock still hasn’t ceased and he curses that damn lust powder when he realizes he doesn’t feel the least bit sated. Although at the same time, he can’t help but to feel internally grateful for it with the way Kyungsoo is eyeing him like some sort of starved man begging to be fed.

Jongin looks down at him, lips forming a small pout as he slowly wraps his arms around Kyungsoo’s neck. “Then why don’t you?” he asks softly.

Kyungsoo’s eyes flit between his own and that’s when Jongin notices their change in color. The usual ruby red is deeper, much more vibrant. It’s almost mesmerizing and Jongin could have probably stared into those lovely glowing eyes for hours if not for the sudden rush of heat to his gut.

Jongin gasps at the white hot feeling coursing through his veins, making him wither in Kyungsoo’s lap. The demon coos as Jongin’s wings tense up, his touch feeling as if it’s burning his skin the moment he cups Jongin’s cheek.

“You sure you want my mouth near that cute cock of yours? I may not come up for air anytime soon,” Kyungsoo purrs, pressing a small kiss to the corner of Jongin’s mouth after he speaks.

Jongin can barely get a word out with this new rush of arousal flooding his system, only able to give a small whimper and a ”please Kyungsoo” as he fists the material of Kyungsoo’s jacket.

Kyungsoo kisses his forehead, reaching between them to scoop up the mess of come settled between them. “Don’t worry, love. I’ll take care of you.”

Jongin yelps when he’s suddenly shoved onto his back, his wings making a heavy flopping sound against the soft ground as Kyungsoo settles himself between his thighs after fully taking off his pants. He doesn’t even have a second to breathe before Kyungsoo is lapping at his cock, sucking on the shaft slowly. His lips move slowly, tongue lewdly licking every inch of his skin around his dick.

Jongin squirms, panting softly and throwing his head to the side. He tries to close his thighs when Kyungsoo sucks gently on the cockhead, feeling shy at just how good it feels to have the demon’s mouth on him like this.

“K-Kyungsoo…” Jongin’s voice is quiet, a slight whine to it. Kyungsoo’s soft knuckles stroke up and down his inner thighs, making him quiver at the tender touch. “Yes, fuck…”

The demon smirks slightly, looking up at Jongin through his long, ebony eyelashes. He hums on purpose, the vibrations making Jongin keen. He pulls away, pursing his thick lips to give a small kiss to Jongin’s slit. “Feel good?”

Jongin nods frantically, fingers tentatively tangling in Kyungsoo’s hair. He pushes the other’s face down a bit, eyes needy as he tries to give Kyungsoo the hint to keep going, too shy to actually say it outright. “Please… I’ll be good, I promise.”

Kyungsoo groans, eyes turning hooded as he takes in Jongin’s wanton state. “Fuck, baby boy. You’re going to drive me crazy if you keep talking like that.”

He takes Jongin’s leaking tip into his mouth again, steadily bobbing his head. Jongin’s breathing turns shaky at the wet heat engulfing him over and over, hands tightening their hold in Kyungsoo’s hair when the pleasure becomes too much. Jongin tries desperately to keep his eyes open to watch, but he can’t. Instead, he throws his head back, toes curling in his boots and hips arching to try to get Kyungsoo to take more.

Kyungsoo moans, sinking all the way to the base and swallowing around him. Jongin cries out, hands desperately trying to dig his fingers into the grass instead of Kyungsoo’s hair. “Ah! Fuck! Don’t stop!”

The pleasure is so blinding that Jongin almost misses the way Kyungsoo’s fingers press against his puckered rim, pushing his come soaked fingers inside. It’s only when Kyungsoo pulls off Jongin’s cock with a small ‘pop’ and stares down at him with those pretty glowing red eyes, does he register the fingers curling inside him and stretching him. “K-Kyungsoo.. Shit.”

The demon licks his lips, his other hand fisting Jongin’s cock as he speaks. “You taste so heavenly, little angel. Do you want to have a taste too?”

Jongin scrunches up his nose, giving the other man a bewildered look. “What? No-”

Kyungsoo cuts him off when he leans up, swiping his tongue into Jongin’s mouth. Jongin moans, feeling so overwhelmed at the fact that Kyungsoo’s actually kissing him that he can ignore the strange taste of himself on Kyungsoo’s tongue. If he was anxious before, it all dissipates in a flash the moment Kyungsoo cups his cheek so tenderly, making Jongin feel strangely like the most important person in the world.

His eyes flutter closed, heart picking up in an unsteady rhythm when he rests his palm on Kyungsoo’s nape to deepen the kiss. The demon smiles against his lips, his fingers thrusting inside him at a slow pace, just enough to push their mix of come deeper inside of him.

Jongin moans, over sensitive when Kyungsoo presses against his prostate once again and breaking the kiss to move his head to the side. He bares his neck unknowingly, whimpering when Kyungsoo plants wet kisses down his throat. He raises his foot, pushing his boot against the demon’s chest to break the kiss.

Kyungsoo’s fingers halt their movements inside of him, his red eyes sparkling in the dim moonlight. “What is it, Angel?”

Jongin’s spit slicked lips part in the slightest, strangely loving the sight of his boot against Kyungsoo’s clothed chest like this. “Please Kyungsoo… I-I-” The angel swallows, trying to speak without stuttering and possibly embarrassing himself. “I want to feel you… More of you”

Kyungsoo’s hooded gaze turns soft, eyes fond as he gently takes Jongin’s foot from his chest. “Anything for you, beautiful.”

He unlaces the brown leather, fingers moving slowly until he takes it off completely. Jongin watches dazedly as Kyungsoo removes his sock, his red eyes taking in every curve and bump of his foot.

“Even your feet are perfect baby…” Kyungsoo says, trailing off as he presses little kisses to the arch. His fingers stroking over the prominent veins and tendons that quiver in the slightest when Jongin flexes his foot out of reflex. The demon’s lips move down to kiss his heel and around his ankle too, nipping at the skin before turning his attention to Jongin’s calves and the back of his knee.

“Your skin is so soft, love,” Kyungsoo whispers, his soothing voice barely audible over the sound of the crickets around them. Jongin smiles at the compliment, pressing his other boot to Kyungsoo’s chest before he gets too distracted with kissing all over the angel’s shin.

Kyungsoo gets the message, this time taking off the other boot with haste. Jongin bites his lip when the demon lovingly runs his hands up Jongin’s thighs. He eyes Kyungsoo’s thick cock still hanging heavy between his legs, the cockhead a deep red despite having already come once.

He’s not sure if it’s the lust powder’s influence, but he can’t help to feel the overwhelming need to have Kyungsoo inside of him. He knows deep down this need is more than just lust. It’s something he’s craved for for months now. This intimacy is something he’s dreamed of since Kyungsoo started showing so much interest in him all those months ago.

By the looks of it, the feelings are mutual, especially with the way Kyungsoo drags his nose along Jongin’s inner thighs, ruby eyes fluttering closed as if in pleasure. Jongin feels a gentle kiss on his hip before he feels Kyungsoo’s body flush against him.

Jongin locks his ankles behind the other’s lower back, as if scared the demon would actually leave him despite being trapped in the pentagram with him too. He pulls feebly at Kyungsoo’s jacket, looking up at him pleadingly. His flush is even deeper, spreading and staining the skin of his throat.

“I want to see you too.” Kyungsoo chuckles, using his thumb to trace the reddening skin.

“You’re so sexy, Jongin. You drive me insane, I swear.” Jongin shivers, not used to hearing his own name falling from those lips rather than Kyungsoo’s usual petname of ‘angel’ or ‘love’.

Kyungsoo shrugs off his jacket and pulls his shirt over his head, throwing it to the side with Jongin’s pants and hunching over the angel as he thrusts up against him. Jongin moans at the sight of Kyungsoo’s toned stomach muscles rolling above him, the way his biceps flex when he places his hands on either side of Jongin’s head.

“Oh my-” Jongin’s words are suddenly cut off by Kyungsoo’s lips, his tongue pressing against his own more aggressively than before. The angel opens his mouth obediently, breathy whimpers and light smacking sounds escaping as they let their tongues dance together. Jongin wraps his arms around Kyungsoo’s neck again, one hand resting on his shoulder blades, the other tangling in Kyungsoo’s short hair.

He’s so distracted by Kyungsoo sucking lewdly on his tongue that he doesn’t even notice the sudden smell of sulfur invading his senses.

Kyungsoo breaks their kiss, reaching for a little jar of oil that seemingly appeared out of nowhere, but Jongin too far gone to really think anything of it. All he can focus on is the way Kyungsoo spreads his legs even further, dipping his fingers into the oil and then gathering up the come dribbling from Jongin’s hole.

Jongin bites his lip in anticipation, sighing in content once Kyungsoo’s fingers are inside him again. He spreads the oil there, pressing three slicked fingers inside to stretch the angel properly.

He holds his breath at the light sting, whispering mindless curses when Kyungsoo massages his prostate and makes him squirm. “Kyungsoo… Please just fuck me already.”

He’s not sure where this sudden confidence is coming from, but he needs it. Needs Kyungsoo.

Kyungsoo taps his nose. “Good boys are patient.”

Jongin feels like whining, but he knows that probably won’t get him anywhere. He wants to pout, try to get Kyungsoo to hurry up already, but the demon insists on doing everything he can to see Jongin thrash and cry out on his fingers. The angel wants so badly to scream in frustration when he feels his cock start to throb, not wanting to come again just from this. His thighs quiver as he shakes his head frantically, high pitched ’no, no, no’s falling from his lips.

“Kyungsoo please! I’ll be good. I’ll be a good boy for you.” His eyes are tearing up from the sensitivity, expression wanton as he begs over and over. “I just want you inside me, please!”

It seems that’s exactly what Kyungsoo wanted to hear because suddenly the demon is withdrawing his fingers in favor of slicking up his cock with oil. He turns Jongin around so he’s he’s on his hands and knees, his wings no longer digging into the ground uncomfortably and just laying flat against his body and the grass. Jongin spreads his thighs even wider when he feels the cockhead press to his puckered entrance.

The angel arches his back, wings curling up at the edges when Kyungsoo pushes passed his rim and buries himself to the hilt. “Fuck!”

Kyungsoo breathes heavily, gritting his teeth and growling low in his throat. “You’re so tight, ange.”

The demon gives him a moment to adjust to his girth, peppering kisses all over Jongin’s nape and shoulders as he gasps like a fish out of water. It hurts, unbelievably so, but oddly enough he likes the feeling of being so filled, being this intimate with his crush. It makes his heart swell with happiness despite the horrible sting in his ass.

Jongin only takes a few moments before he’s telling Kyungsoo to move, desperate to have that wonderful cock fucking him open like he’s always imagined. Kyungsoo obliges, rolling his hips at a steady pace that has Jongin clawing at the soft earth underneath him.

It’s quiet save for their heavy pants, Kyungsoo resting his forehead against Jongin’s nape and pushing down on the small of his back with his warm palm. Jongin moans, though, when he hears a wet squelch start to resonate between them with each of Kyungsoo’s thrusts.

The angel feels something wet dribble from his hole and down his balls, making him bite his lip and shiver because Kyungsoo’s literally fucking their come out of him. He feels undeniably filthy and dirty at the realization, but he can’t helped but to be turned on by it, waves of pleasure hitting him hard when Kyungsoo picks up his pace.

“Kyungsoo- ah.”

Kyungsoo makes an inhuman noise in his throat, voice an octave deeper. “You like being covered in come like this? Hm?” He smacks his ass once, Jongin crying out at the sudden force. “I bet you look so pretty with our come dripping out of that tight little hole. I can’t wait to fill you up with some more.”

“Fuck.” Jongin’s eye widen when the demon thrusts against his prostate, moaning loudly. “Holy shit! There! Right there!”

Kyungsoo grunts, leaning back and grabbing his hips, pulling the angel onto his cock over and over. Jongin presses his face to the ground, cheek rubbing against the soft grass as his body bounces with each roll of the demon’s hips. His ass jiggles each time their hips collide together, his wings curling and uncurling as the pleasure starts to become too much.

“Fuck. You’re so stunning on my cock. How is it possible for you to get even more fucking beautiful?”

“B-Beautiful just for you!” Jongin cries deliriously, arching his ass in the slightest. His head feels like it’s spinning, vision blurring when Kyungsoo suddenly grips the base of his wings. The demons pulls them so Jongin arches up, using his grip on them as leverage to fuck the angel deeper. Jongin screams the moment he feels his sensitive wings being pulled, tears running down his cheeks as he sobs from the brutal pace Kyungsoo sets. “Yes, ah! Ah, hah!”

Kyungsoo snarls behind him when Jongin clenches around his cock, fucking him relentlessly. He keeps one hand on Jongin’s wing, the other snaking around to fist the angel’s cock in time with his quick pace. It starts to push him to the edge, making him unable to make any sort of noise except for the constant moans, the almost unintelligible cries of so good tapering off as his body starts to tense. Kyungsoo leans in to sink his teeth into Jongin’s neck, leaving deep indents of his sharp there.

“My angel,” Kyungsoo growls, sounding just as blissed our and lust driven as Jongin when he starts nipping at his wing. “All fucking mine.”

Jongin feels like his world is suddenly tipping on it’s axis, his body convulsing and his orgasm hitting him harder than it ever has before as he chokes on nothing. Thick ropes of come shoot from his cock and land in the grass underneath him, cock twitching as he bites his hand to keep from screaming too loud.

Tears track down his face as Kyungsoo continues to fuck into him, making his sensitive body twitch. When he recovers enough, the angel cranes his head to look behind him, seeing Kyungsoo’s wild eyes and bared teeth. He snarls again, suddenly pushing Jongin so he’s laying flat against his stomach.

The demon gives a few last, hard thrusts before spilling inside, coating the angel’s walls in white and thrusting shallowly to push it deeper inside. Jongin whimpers softly when Kyungsoo lets go of his harsh grip on his wing, feeling so fucked out and exhausted but yet relieved when his cock actually goes soft this time. He wheezes when the demon slumps on top of him, whining and trying to kick him off.

Kyungsoo chuckles, lifting himself and one of Jongin’s wings to settle himself under it, stroking the soft feathers fondly. “You did so great, Jongin.”

Jongin doesn’t even blush this time, only laughing softly as he moves closer to put his head on Kyungsoo’s chest. He settles his wing over Kyungsoo’s body, easily able to conceal his naked form and protect him from the cool breeze causing gooseflesh to appear on both of their skin. “Well it helps to have someone as… encouraging as you to egg me on.”

Kyungsoo grins, nuzzling the angel’s hair, his red eyes fond as he takes in the blissful smile on Jongin’ face. “I can’t help it, love. Someone as gorgeous as you deserves as all the praise in the world.”

Jongin swats his chest. “Oh spare me.” He gets quiet for a few moments, mulling over something before nervously clearing his throat. “Y-You keep calling me that….”

The demon pulls away enough to look down at him, tilting Jongin’s chin up to look him in the eye. “Calling you what?”

“Love.”

“And?”

Jongin bites his lip, nervous. “Do you mean it?”

“You mean, do I love you?”

The angel flusters, hands balling into fists. “I- No. Well. I guess, but I mean like,” he takes a deep breath, “do you see me like that? Like more than just a partner on a mission or a… friend.”

Kyungsoo laughs, only making the other feel even more stupid. “Oh darling. You really think I would go through all this trouble to get you alone if I didn’t see you as more than a friend?”

Jongin feels like he should be pouting at the hint of teasing in Kyungsoo’s tone, but he can’t stop the impossibly wide smile growing on his lips at the confirmation that yes, his longtime crush actually does like him back. “You sure you didn’t just want to fuck me?”

The demon rolls his eyes. “I mean I hoped we would since I’ve been dreaming of this day since I first saw your pretty face step foot in Hell all that time ago, but I was perfectly fine with just being with you in any way. Even if it meant watching you throw a tantrum because you caught yourself in your own trap.”

Jongin glares playfully. “Hey you're trapped too so at least I did my job.”

“Right. Totally trapped,” Kyungsoo says, playing with the jar of oil he summoned earlier.

Wait. Summoned?

“You aren’t even trapped in here are you?” Jongin exclaims, knowing that if the other was truly caught in the pentagram, he wouldn’t be able to use his magic in any sort of way.

Kyungsoo snorts. “Took you long enough, love. Don’t worry, though. I’m not going anywhere. I’m sure Jongdae and Chanyeol will come to pick you up sooner or later so I might as well stay and keep you company.”

Jongin frowns. “You better after fucking me like that. I don’t think I’d forgive you if you left me here all by myself.”

The demon hushes him, stroking Jongin’s soft feathers again. “After catching such a pretty little thing like you? I’d be out of my mind to leave now.” He kisses Jongin’s head, gaze adoring. “You’re stuck with me now cutie. I’m never going to leave you alone after this.”

Jongin scoffs but he still has a smile on his face. “As if you ever left me alone before.”

They both giggle softly, basking in each other’s presence and enjoying the time they have together. Jongin knows they should probably get dressed soon. The last thing he needs is for Jongdae and Chanyeol to see him like this, even though they would probably just make a few lewd jokes until Kyungsoo silences them with one of his signature death glares, but he just smiles and cuddles further into Kyungsoo chest. He closes his eyes, listening to Kyungsoo’s strong heartbeat and steady breathing.