Hello everyone, I am back from the dead:)
Gotta work, gotta make that money make purse, ya know?

No, but for real, I've been so busy with work that I haven't had any proper time to write anything at all, and it literally sucks (despite how well my income currently looks, lol)
I sincerely apologise for the months of waiting for a new chapter and hope that this will not be repeated TT

Hope you enjoy this chapter, though~

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𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 3,450 words

𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐰𝐚

Determination had always been one of his lousy sides. A curse to his name that made it difficult to let go of a thought once it was touched. It was always like that and had always been. So, for his own idea of how he should fare around other species to have changed as it had, was an upheaval in itself - not to mention how it seemed his current determination to keep the fairy prince alive contradicted every point of going here. As if his own thoughts were forced upon him, greedy for him to give in.

Seonghwa did not come here to help the other princes. He came here to help himself and his family - any other living creature he couldn't care any less about.

He was weak. Pathetic.

And Seonghwa feared it was Emma's work of doing; weaving unfamiliar thoughts into their heads of her own liking until they gave her the perfect outcome for whatever she was planning to do with them. She enjoyed the terrors, sure, but he should know their lives were not as important as few of the other princes believed.

They were only toys that she was not done playing with yet.

A shift of the dancing flame in his palm had his brows furrow a little, the sudden wind making no sense as all doors and windows within his chamber were closed. Seonghwa turned his head around and looked the devil in the eyes, flames parting from his hand and surging around his body in a perfectly round circle in the air. The demon didn't even flinch as he stumbled a step closer to the back of his chair.

"Hello, sweetheart."

His breath stuttered for a moment, clogging every quick reaction from happening. Before he knew of it, the demon's fingers wrapped themselves around his tensed shoulder with a look of anticipation playing in his pitch-black eyeballs. His tongue darted out and licked the bottom lip of his smug smile, fingers trembling the lightest upon Seonghwa's tailored white shirt.

That was when the Phoenix Prince understood that something was not right about this.

When Seonghwa jerked his shoulder back, Hongjoong's arm sloppily followed after his movement, body wobbling as he heaved in a long breath for a soundless snicker. His knees hit the armrest of the chair before the phoenix caught the man falling down into his lap.

His hands were against the demon's side and shoulder when he steadied himself against the chair. A moment later his gaze trailed down the way Prince Hongjoong's shirt had rode down his shoulder, now revealing how black liquid was trickling out a fresh bitemark on his neck.

Seonghwa retracted his head when his nose caught the bitter smell leaking into his chamber. With languidly blinking eyes, Hongjoong caught his reaction with a sick laughter.

"What is this?" the prince quired, his tone firm as scrunched his nose now that both his hands were currently occupied with keeping the other prince from stepping around his chair and actually climbing on top of him.

The demon closed his eyes with a hum, white teeth breaching into his famous broad smile, "What does it look like, lil' birdie?" he sassed.

Seonghwa pursed his lips and fired his own question at the other with precision, "How much blood did you lose?"

"He drank it until he passed out. I tried to warn him- truly, I really did, but the idiot wouldn't listen."

Prince Mingi. It had to be the vampire he was talking about.. but why...

Suddenly Hongjoong's head dropped, his chin slamming into his own chest as his entire body went slack. Seonghwa groaned when more of the demon's weight fell into his hands handling him, barely managing to keep him upright. His black crown slipped out of his tangle of black hair, landing onto Seonghwa's thighs, luckily with the flat side. However, the item was heavy - much heavier than what he originally had anticipated; forcing out a surprised moan at the impact while he hunched over in pain. His arms were starting to burn with exhaustion.

A startle traveled through his muscles when the demon's fingers unexpectedly grabbed the hind of his head, pulling his sight up at him until he felt the silver slip from the top of his head, quickly hitting the floor with a painfully ringing sound. Seonghwa clenched his teeth with growing pique.

"What are you here for?" the prince above him had long ago lost his smug smile to a new pained desperation pinching his brows together.

"I thought it was obvious, hm?" Hongjoong rasped while moving his face closer to Seonghwa's pursing lips.

A wave of dread surged through his body once he discovered the evil taint of his words.

"No it is not, Hongjoong."

The demon chuckled, fingers slowly untangling from his hair, "No? Then I'll go find the fairie prince instead."

Before his fingers fully slid out of his silver locks, Seonghwa's hands shot forward, fingers in a sudden heated desperation hooking under the collar of the demon's shirt, pulling him back in, effortlessly, as the other was out of energy. Momentarily he caught the other widening his eyes when Prince Seonghwa willingly let his lips near about brushing against his when he spoke.

"No," he growled, "You will not be touching him."

His slender fingers twitched, nails scraping against the demon's skin and he could already feel how Hongjoong was lapping at the flowing energies from him. The phoenix licked his lips, having the other prince desperately chasing after his fleeing tongue, only being held back by Seonghwa's nails digging into his skin.

"Take me instead," he offered, giving his last to the man he had sworn he would not let touch him at any time.

Hongjoong stared down at him with his black coals heated with lust that Seonghwa couldn't seem to let pass.

"Are you giving yourself to me for the sole reason of protecting sweet little Prince Yeosang? How courageous of you," the demon's chuckles rung against the walls in the silent chamber and strangely it had Seonghwa shiver at the foreign touch running down his spine.

"Who said I only have one sole reason for offering myself like this?" the Phoenix Prince whispered, slightly lifting himself from the chair to come closer to the other.

Hongjoong's lips finally touched his own, making his throbbing heart splash against his ribcage inside his chest when starving darkness lunged out for his soul and kissed him like he was already crumbling in his desperate hold around him. Nails dug crescents into pale skin when knees bumped into the chair's legs and made it impossible for Seonghwa to flee out of his hold.

Prince Hongjoong pressed his legs closer into the chair, entirely hovering above the phoenix leaning his head further back until he felt a cool palm and stretching fingers clamp around the back of his head. Seonghwa sighed softly into the kiss as he let himself go with the stream of hunger gaping around his being and pulling him out of his once comfortable chair.

With increasing pain digging into his scalp, Seonghwa stumbled out of his seat on wobbly legs. His body clumsily pushed into the back of the chair as the demon steered him around with his pointy tongue prying against his sighing lips, flourishing his entry once Seonghwa tripped over a chairleg, making the item scrape against the floor and into the table behind him. Heatwaves flushed over his face, painting his cheeks with foreign ignominy when Prince Hongjoong lifted his black eyes to stare up at him as his tongue caressed along the underside of his trembling own.

Pulling out of their intimate touch, the demon's rosy lips stayed apart as his hands twirled out of the back of his hair and lifted to brush all Seonghwa's bangs out of his face, revealing his entire forehead. For a fleeting moment, Seonghwa observed how the demon considerately trailed down his look of appearance, eyes honest with rare regard that should have scared Seonghwa more than what it did. But instead, he found himself stunned by the sudden quietness from a being as brash as himself. Bereft of speech, the phoenix stared down at the other, fingers slowly losing their grip around the demon's collar. It felt like he was seeing a new facet of him.

When one of his hands fell to his side, a startle ran through Prince Seonghwa at the chuckle coming from the other.

Once more, Seonghwa's widened eyes collided with smoldering sleekness reaching out for the burst of panic resonating within his muscles. He felt like the rabbit trapped under the predator's big bad muzzle. Waiting to be crunched entirely.

"Come here little birdie...don't be so scared of me," a warm breath trailed up his neck, leading down to Hongjoong staring up at him like he wasn't any shorter than Seonghwa.

A thumb trailed down the bridge of his nose before following the dip down to the curve of his upper lip, savoring the way his lower lip jutted out at the pull on it. Hongjoong hummed as he pinched the flesh between two of his fingers before reaching higher.

Seonghwa choked on his breath when the demon's dark aura lunged for his open mouth and jerked him further down to his level, making his trembling knees bend like he was at his mercy.

Their noses pressed against each other while Prince Hongjoong still pinched his lower lip, "Lost your dignity like this, huh? Guess you ain't nothing more but talks and threats, how adorable," the other purred with a sly smile stretching all the way up to his dark eyes.

Seonghwa's brows pinched together. "I told you I am doing this for Yeosang."

"Sure you are," Prince Hongjoong faintly chuckled, drawing out a biting growl from the phoenix when his sharp nails sunk into the skin between his shoulder blades.

Seonghwa gathered his feeble head with the little sanity he still had left and pushed himself away from the other, the demon's fingers easily slipping from his lip. His legs brought him across the room without a thought, hands heavily raising to the buttons of his shirt and already reaching the third button before his knees hit the side of his tall bed. Slowly, he twirled around, the groaning leather of his shoes blowing at the rising tension lying around the pair.

The phoenix prince found the hungry demon's attention drawn to the way his slender fingers worked on the fourth button, giving the fabric a firm pull as to make a cover for his nerves playing with fears under his hide.

"Come here already, let us get over with it," he called at the other, the back of his thighs leaning against the mattress for a moment. Then he sat down and gave himself to tear the rest of his shirt open, yanking the tucked ends out of his trousers.

The demon's eyes darkened the more fabric slid down his skin and pooled around his hips. Seonghwa held his gaze, feeling the prickle of darkness swimming around him until he suddenly realised that the demon was only two steps away. And then- he stood in his face, lips upturning with that irksome curl.

"You say it like it's a boring chore," he purred, knees shoving the phoenix' legs apart and settling in between, "Give some time to enjoy yourself for a bit, hm?"

Seonghwa's breath shuddered, eyes going wide with pure regret at what bluntness he had allowed to be touched with. The demon hummed greedily, soon reaching a hand up to pull Seonghwa's eyes from the black blood still dripping from his neck, lightly squeezing around his throat.

"You can take this, yeah? Breathe slowly, darling," the demon mocked at him while dragging his nails along his neck.

With vile resistance, the phoenix prince let his hands up and curled his fingers around the fabric draped around the demon's shoulders. He inhaled slowly as told, hot breath blowing little embers out into Prince Hongjoong's face. The heat sizzled into the other's skin with no reaction at all.

"I do not believe that anything would ever be an enjoyment in your company."

Hongjoong rolled his eyes at him, "Just get comfy, you already agreed upon doing this," he said and purposefully shoved his back down into the bed before pulling his shirt over his head and throwing it somewhere on the floor behind himself.

Through Seonghwa's glowing eyes, he counted the amounts of breaths it took him to lift his gaze away from the flexing pectoral muscles displaying above him. Eyes crossed his softly toned stomach and reached down to fingers desperately fiddling with the buttons and zippers and fabric to free himself from his pants. The phoenix felt the irritation burn his insides with new fuel a moment before he pushed forward and clawed the other's naked torso closer to himself.

"I told you to get on with it!" he hissed impatiently.

With a heavy huff, the demon landed right onto him, his elbows caging around his head as black orbs levitated above him.

"So demanding little pillow Princess," the rumble grew with the teasing tone and Seonghwa shook with will and unwill to let the man kiss him again. He was so close he could feel his excitement poking his hip through his unopened pants.

The prince growled through clenched teeth, "I'm definitely the least you should call pillow princess."

He had taken part in several wars and killed demons of all sorts, and yet this gremlin dared to call him a pillow princess?

He should kill him too.

"I know, I just like to tease you," the manic chuckled, drawing out a long rumble from Seonghwa's chest as he pressed his thighs around Hongjoong. It caused a long startled sound to roll out of his mouth, almost like his moan got swallowed by the pitch of his squeal.

The demon's nose pressed into his hair, breathing in his scent through an uneven pattern of need while he squeezed his hands around Seonghwa's shoulders, "Fuck."

He clenched his thighs a little tighter and Hongjoong rutted harder into his side, slightly grazing the outline of Seonghwa's own growing need in his pants. His naked chest moved against his with the soft resistance of skin catching on to each other. The demon's strengthening darkness pulled at the strings holding himself together, tearing his last reasons apart.

The phoenix prince moaned softly at the mouth latching on to the skin behind his ear, lips sucking down his neck until his knees loosened all debilitated already.

Hongjoong's tongue licked across his cheek to his mouth and plunged into his cavern without giving him any pause. Seonghwa met his need with his tongue swirling around Hongjoong's and hands wandering down to his half-undone pants. Heat swirled in his stomach, giving the phoenix the defiance to push his fingers into the demon prince's pants.

Hongjoong hummed into the kiss, his black eyes suddenly opening with the hint of his famous mischief blending into his hunger, "You're a bit naughty, don't you know that?" he pulled off with a smirk.

Licking the spit off his lips, the phoenix ignored the comment with everything he had. Or, almost.

The prince yelped when he was easily thrown around on his stomach, palms pressing his shoulders down as the smaller body settled on top of him again. His blood ran cold when he suddenly heard the demon prince gasp before halting every shift in his body. Unsettled by the unflowing dark magic, Seonghwa turned his head as much as his abilities allowed him to the side to glimpse up at the shocked demon.

"Shit, that's so freaking hot," the demon groaned, hands seemingly moving by themselves as they slid across the large tattoo of a pair of wings spreading across his entire back, "I hadn't guessed you to be the type to sport such unprofessional art, little bird. Who made you do that, huh? Can't possibly be your own idea."

Instead of answering, Seonghwa tilted his hips and pushed his ass up against Hongjoong's crotch with exacting precision. Nails sunk down into his inked wings on his back and Seonghwa quieted his shriek into the bedding beneath him, grounding himself against the bed when he could only lay and take all the aching pain like a good little boy.

And it had Prince Seonghwa provoked.

"Screw it, I don't care whoever made you get it done. I fucking love it."

"Shut up," he growled again, hands uncoordinatedly grabbing behind him at Hongjoong's sides and hips and thighs and wanting him to just finish his fucking business here. Finally hooking a finger underneath the hem of his pants he started pulling despite the stinging strain in his arms bending more than his joints allowed him to.

His ass grinding up against Hongjoong's rigidity in such a slow, seizing motion seemed to make something snap in his entire demeanor like he was derisively possessed by a demon himself. Fingernails cut through the lightest layer of hide in his back as he violently tore Seonghwa's dark blue dress pants down to his knees in one single jerk. He barely even registered when Hongjoong managed in such few seconds to suddenly shove Seonghwa's bare thighs together and push his cock in between his slightly damp thighs, small palms firmly making sure the tautness didn't lose at the phoenix' surprise.

The heat spread through Seonghwa like a fire finally catching on, like the redness flaring in his cheeks hadn't truly made sense to him yet until Hongjoong moaned his name with the most sensual, horrific scandalous whisper in the back of his neck while clamping marks down into his skin and fucking into his thighs, striving for the burning sensation of the rawness. He feared this would be a new lousy side of feeling this damned addicted..

Seonghwa moaned sweetly into the sheets, drool clinging to his cheek when he turned his head around to face the other side. The sound kept falling out of his mouth as he couldn't fucking pull himself together and stop again.

"Fuuck, so good for me," the demon chanted, hands groping up Seonghwa's ass, lightly pulling the cheeks apart before sliding around his groin and ghosting his painful erection with clearly evil intentions.

The prince drew in a shaky breath, "Hongjoong," he sang so sweetly, dark energies threading with his own.

The demon groaned at the tone, lips touching upon his warm skin, "Seonghwa.."

He whimpered when the dick between his thighs gnawed deeper into his skin with his forceful thrusts, "You- you can do it properly."

"Yeah?" Surprisingly, the other halted his movement. He could feel how he shifted above him to lean forward and loom around his ear.

A finger pulled a strand of hair away from it, "What do you want me to do?" he asked.

Shyly, the phoenix prince bit his lip before licking them determinedly too gone for possibly having to care for any disgrace stamped onto his name, "Fuck me, the right way."

His arm sneaked under his chest, squeezing around one of his tits.

"You got any lube?"

It took him a moment before his words reached his recognition. He slowly shook his head.

"I don't want to, I don't have any either."

Then his body shifted by itself, his hips rolling around followed by his shoulders and legs, making him face the mischievous monster himself. He gave him a smug smile before moving his hands down to his heels and yanking the rest of his sticky pants off him. Seonghwa didn't move.

He didn't dare plead the other through his foggy brain.

"Does it feel good?" Seonghwa reached a hand down towards his hip, seductively tracing his curve willingly, "Feeding from me?"

Prince Hongjoong hummed delightfully, glazed eyes glued to his every move as he leaned over and down before bringing their lips together. He fondled him gently. His neck slackened the slightest and his eyes rolled shut with fever.

And Seonghwa knew.

It wasn't about completion.. it was about being aroused for as long as possible...

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