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Smut on the way 👀
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Seokjin had been lurking in the shadows, he watched Taehyung and Hoseok move in and begin a life together as housemates. The guestroom had turned into the Taehyung's room, he filled it up quickly with the several suitcases he had filled with clothes. He stationed a sewing machine on the desk and a few rolls of fabric were piled next to the wooden table. Two paintings hung on the walls, they were Van Gogh replicas. Seokjin chuckled when he remembered meeting the artist when his sunflower paintings were hardly looked at.

Hoseok's room was on the other side of the apartment, it was larger with fewer items, the wardrobe was almost empty and the desk was only filled with his suitcase and work-related documents. And perhaps it was because his ex-girlfriend had emptied out her things the weeks before.

The Incubus had waited, he enjoyed plotting as his prey went about their daily lives. He waited, in the corners of this apartment by the centre of the city. And by the rise of the following full moon, the neon green concoction had streamed all over their bodies. The demon was in full control now, and with the dark brewing power he could conjure from the tips of his fingers, he could take over their minds when they were at their most vulnerable.

So tonight, Seokjin decided to visit Taehyung first. He appeared in the younger's room and leant against the wall beside his bed. The demon watched as his prey scrunched his little nose during his sleep whilst hugging a pillow tightly. All snuggled up in the comfort of the thick sheets.

The raven-haired man sat on the bedside and leant towards his vulnerable prey, only to brush a stray strand away from his face. He cupped the beauty's visage as he began to mumble slow incantations. He knew his eyes glowed golden as the reflection on Taehyung's mirror shun from his peripheral vision. The room around him morphed into a spiral of a multitude of colours. Streams of blues, reds and yellow were fused in the translucent smoke that warped around them. And when the mirage of strange lines formed into objects he soon met the red head in the dream he was entranced into.

The dream led Seokjin to a coffee shop where he found Taehyung sat by the window still, he took a sip of a frappuccino. The creamy white marked his lips. The demon looked at himself in the mirror and decided to dress in something formal. With a simple snap of his fingers he was dressed in a cotton formal shirt, with black trousers and with a tap the buttons on his white shirt was undone by two. It seemed as though his prey was nervously waiting for someone.

So Seokjin decided to ease him of his suffering, he sat down opposite the red head and smiled. His lips were moistened from his wicked tongue dragging along it. The charming kind that hid the truth of his intent.

"Sorry for the wait." Seokjin said slowly, already tapping the table in front of Taehyung for attention with a seductive gaze. And it was amusing how docile those beautiful caramel sweets were as they looked back at him. He reached forward and held onto the younger's trembling hands. "But I'm here now." Indeed, it was those puppy dog eyes that made him want to ruin every aspect of innocents, only to rebuild a little monster.

"That's okay," Taehyung whispered quietly. He moved his fingers to his own wrist. He was about to pinch it, wondering if he was dreaming. That was when Seokjin sunk one of the younger's fingers between his lips. Teasing a lick up his finger with the most caressing gesture. "Ahh." He boy gasped at the contact. The warmth of Jin's mouth was so real and the worries of this being a dream disappeared.

"They why don't I bring you to watch a movie?" Seokjin said. "Do you like thrillers? I know a good one we should watch." Taehyung's cheeks had blushed incredibly, but he nodded. The demon could almost coo at how much protection this little peach needed. And within seconds, the scenery around them morphed into a new room. The people that were around them disappeared into a burst of light, and in the dust, formed the furniture of the living room. It was a cosy space, with a large grey couch. Large cream blankets were placed everywhere. And only pretty white cotton scented candles decorated the room with light. Taehyung was fully unaware; he was trapped in those lusciously beautiful grey eyes. It was proof the concoction had taken its full affect. 

So, a movie played on the TV and Seokjin wrapped a blanket around them both carefully. Slowly, he lured his prey into a cuddle. And in only a few minutes did Seokjin find his little one snuggled against him, he allowed the younger all the warmth he needed. Soon enough Taehyung crawled onto Seokjin's lap and sat between his legs to lean back into the comfort and the calming scent he couldn't quite figure the origin of. Before he knew it, the red head began to squirm, and Seokjin knew it was time.

The demon snaked his hands down along Taehyung's chest, where he began to rub the younger's crotch, teasing him in silence. The only sound that could be heard was Taehyung's hitching breaths into his neck and the movie playing in the background. He loved making him whine. Loved it. His eyes glowed. His minty breath fanned along Taehyung's neck as the younger rolled his head back onto Seokjin's shoulders. Slowly, he unzipped the trousers and gripping onto his cock. Knowing full well the little one loved it so much.

The innocent whines were so refreshing as he pressed a kiss on Taehyung's lips to muffle them. And he almost chuckled at how eagerly the younger one was kissing him. Desperate to sink further and further into the bliss brewed by the demon. "What is it peach?" Seokjin whispered against his neck. Even though he knew the exact words he wanted to hear. He clamped his hands down on Taehyung's waist. The younger wriggled around with little success.  

"I don't know why. But I really want you Seok-ah. I don't really do this at first dates. I mean I haven't really... but... can I... can we." He mumbled and Seokjin relaxed his grip where he finally allowied the little one to move. Taehyung turned around slowly until he was on all fours, his eyes so round. It was the kind of purity Seokjin craved. And to watch the innocence break before him was incredibly satisfying. He savoured a breath because that was the power Seokjin wielded with his beauty until he was knelt before the demon. Hands at the zipper, he dragged it down as he looked at Seokjin with the kind of vulnerability he was willing to show. The demon leaned forward to give Taehyung a reassuring kiss. The hum that was reciprocated proved he needed it.

"Do you want to suck? Is that what it is baby boy?" The Incubus taunted against the knuckles of Taehyung's hand, sending sweet, sharp sensations up the skin.

"Yes Seok-ah." Taehyung nodded slowly, it was cute that he was shy, even if he didn't need to be. He fumbled around with Seokjin's zipper before finding the length just to lean down to take the tip within his plump lips.

"Then no hands, just your mouth. Do you understand peach?" Seokjin ordered. And Taehyung was too eager to respond so he rested his hands on the floor and began to bob his head obediently. He licked his way up and dropped his head to the base. "So innocent one moment, so slutty the next." Seokjin ran his fingers along the red locks, he gripped his hair and slowly drew circles around his back. "Does my little peach wanna get fucked too?"

Taehyung's head shot up. Lips quivered in a shy vibrato. "Seok-ah," He whined.

The floor levitated as Taehyung held onto Seokjin, he was kissed with the utmost care. His sight was lost in the darkness of Seokjin's touches. And when the boy opened his eyes again, his back was against the couch. His legs parted. Seokjin hovered over him and held him in all the right places. It lit his skin with a burning flame that wouldn't hurt him. He kissed his body, the kind of worship that a demon gave his prey. Each movement added to the human's accelerating heartbeat. He panted incredibly fast, he was eager, but clearly nervous that his inexperience would show. "I'm going to take care of you, going to ruin you slowly." Seokjin hummed into the skin.

"Wanna be fucked." Taehyung's whimpers were pleasant to the Incubus' ears. "Wanna get ruined by you Seok-ah."

Seokjin's hands snaked their way to grip onto Taehyung's neck, he tested the strength his little peach would be able to handle. He held two fingers out and the red head was quick to suck them, he slicked them up with his drool. His eyes rolled back into his head, he was heavy with every emotion that lurked at the corners of his every being. Both pain and pleasure sank into his skin, he accepted it because it was Seok. The man he didn't quite know but trusted. The demon had that kind of power. He easily gained their trust and wickedly controlled them from head to toe where he unleased the little monster they had within them all along.

"You like that, don't you peach." Seokjin whispered lowly, he removed his fingers and replaced them with the sensation on his tongue where further pleasures laid. His fingers slid down over Taehyung's chest, it hovered over his hole. He loved how the moans shifted in frequency from every single touch that teased. How his back arched as Seokjin violated his hole, the tempo so slow it was deliriously pleasing. The edge neared because his profession involved gratifying his prey.

"I love it Seok-ah." The human moaned. "Want to be good, want to get fucked and be good again." A single kiss was all it took for Seokjin to render him slack against his body. Taehyung accepted the bliss slowly. The demon's tongue dominated his mouth as Seokjin's length slid past his inner walls. The little one shifting at the feeling of being stretched. His hands wove into Seokjin's because there was a special type of sanctuary it bought. Seokjin filled him wholly, and Taehyung wouldn't be able to tell the difference from reality to a dream, as painless pleasures washed over his body in frequent rushing waves.

"You feel that?" The demon hummed against his collarbone. The human nodded. The throbbing against his walls, the tip brushed his prostate. He greedily squirmed around and was desperate for the friction.

"Seok-ah." He begged. And Seokjin loved making his prey bleed with pleads. He watched as Taehyung's eyes open slowly, it revealed how watery they were. And what kind of devil would he be if he didn't listen to the melodic whimpers that seeped into his ears. So, when he began to rut into the human, he felt Taehyung's hole coil pleasures around his cock, it sent the kind of bliss he hunted for into his body and cleansed the wretched soul that inhabited him. The human's head rolled back pressed into the couch's fabric, his neck was exposed so that Seokjin could tightly grip his neck with his hands. The Incubus stroked his adam's apple with his thumb as he rocked faster, a crescendo formed in his rhythm.

Taehyung's lips parted loosely as he struggled to form words to express the overwhelming tension that rippled free with every blissful thrust. It was a sweet kind of beginning, something that led to more hidden satisfactions.

"Gonna cum." It was almost a cry for help, and Seokjin almost smirked as he leant down to kiss Taehyung harshly, he bit his lips as the younger shuddered beneath him. The red head trembled erotically because that was what being filled to the brim with satisfaction was like.

"You're gonna be good and swallow it all okay? Do you understand my peach?" Seokjin ordered as he slipped out of Taehyung.

The boy readily agreed before he leant forward, he began his work and sucked as he touched himself, hand moved rapidly against his own hard cock. His lips were in a frenzy from tightening around Seokjin. The demon groaned as he came, he gripped tightly on Taehyung's head and eased himself as he rode his orgasm into the human's pretty little peach mouth. The human shuddered as he came on himself. His body clearly sensitive when he looked up to into the deep silver of the Incubus' eyes. Taehyung's mouth was open as he showed the cum he collected before swallowing it whole.

"Was I good Seok-ah?" Taehyung was breathless as he looked up, his brown doe eyes were still as innocent like the time in the bar despite being ripped away from purity. He gently licked the rest away from his own lips.

"Peach, was such a good boy."

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What do you think ☺️ ready for Hoseoks one?

Love, minty xx