Chapter 13
Desire

Sitting on the floor, he gazed at the glass shards around his body. Soft breathing, opened eyes, laid there was him, petrified. His soul was leaving slowly and he could feel his insides getting warmer with every single day that passed by. It won't be long until he gets what he desires. "So sad you aren't going to be here for long." Leaning in with a knee supporting his negligible weight, his cold finger pads caressed the slightly colder skin of his victim.

"You don't deserve such a great sight to yourself you know? Only if you were smarter." Getting up and dusting his jacket, he fixes his appearance, shoes clicking to smash the glass on the floor, only to leave the door open after his exit.

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Staring blankly at the dark ceiling his eyes flicker yet again, a probable slight stream to be, starting to pool in the lower boundaries of his sockets. From his assumption it's already been a day since he has been here if considering the time he had his eyes and mind open. As for the eyes closed, he has no idea how much time has gone by.

Not a single presence or a whiff of the demon's aura has roamed his senses. It felt almost as if he wasn't there or probably it's because he is starting to get used to the demon or more off getting used to this cage. He wonders what Sannie's condition must be? Is he somewhere near here, just like him? From the demon's words it didn't seem he would be as alright as he is, though. The demon seemed too obsessed of Hongjoong if not a grudge holder of his love.

Thoughts seemed to be the invitation to the human disguised, as the room door opens itself. A dull light blue shirt with the upper and only buttons present on the shirt, open. His long hair in an admirable well done ponytail and that all too familiar sharp eye gaze almost staring right through Hongjoong's tired, broken self.

"You're awake, love." A small comment, enough to grab Hongjoong's attention and make him look up from his lying position, but Hongjoong does otherwise, straight off ignoring the other. Hongjoong can hear his feet walk towards him but he has no energy to resist or ask him to stay away. After all he still has no idea of this place or anything much.

The bed dips but Hongjoong doesn't move, his continuous staring at the ceiling goes on. Seonghwa's gaze is checking him up, he can feel it until he brings his hand up to caress his cheek, he doesn't move or react yet again. One thing seemed off to him though, the demon's hand seemed more warmer than before even if it was just a little bit, it did.

"Look at me love." He whispers, getting closer to Hongjoong's body, pressing his onto the side of Hongjoong's own. No response yet again made Seonghwa sigh. Hongjoong was testing his patience.

Moving his slender fingers to thread and comb through the slightly sweat damped blueberry locks of Hongjoong, he removes his other arm that was propped to support his head in his palm, towards Hongjoong's waist and slowly sliding it there to hold him. Softly he gathers enough strength to make the other turn around enough to face him. Now that Hongjoong's body was turned from his back to his side, he finds his face inches apart from smashing into the demon's chest. He can see the defined structure of it through the open buttons.

"What do you want?" He knows he has asked before as well but he still can't help but ask again. The demon looks down, a deep breath following the action, both his hands continue to caress his back and hair. A different sort of softness roams in his dark orbs, staring right in Hongjoong's brown ones.

Seonghwa moves his hand lovingly from his hair to his cheek almost near his neck before leaning in to whisper with his deep husky voice. "You."

Hongjoong plays safe this time. He can't give the demon any chance to leave him hanging. He knows acting all in love out of a sudden would get him suspicious and himself, in problem and maybe more of San in problem if he is somewhere here as well. "So....what about me?". Hongjoong questions, staring at the demon with no sort of fear or even love. It was kinda neutral, neither fear nor love.

"You'll keep me trapped here? Forever?" This question of the blueberry head gets the demon to go mum for a while. His words stuck in thought with no actual attention to them. Hongjoong considers he has won a step forward until he gets proved wrong. "No, I plan not to." He answers, the dark smirk coming up for a mere journey of seconds before disappearing.

Hongjoong analysis his features, his gaze falling in deep thought at the soft haired ponytail hanging at the side of Seonghwa's head. Hongjoong shifts in his position immediately getting pulled back closer by Seonghwa resulting in a yelp of surprise to leave his lips. Now was the time for him to be towered by the demon's weightless stature instead.

"W-What ahh-" Hongjoong widens his eyes feeling the slender fingers come up to wrap around his waist just under his shirt, his hands flying up to immediately grip the demon's arms for support. "Sshh! It will feel great." Deep whispers flew in his ears, a soft kiss on his ear lobe following behind making Hongjoong moan slightly. It felt as if he was spelled as he didn't care about what was coming next, his shirt buttons getting opened. His chest finally exposed to the cold air in the room but Hongjoong didn't care, his mind was hazy.

He could feel his body heat up, his eyes closing shut as another broken moan left his mouth at the finger trail the other left from his neck to his chest. "Pl-pls-" Whimpering, Hongjoong gripped tighter onto Seonghwa's arms, the demon smirking. His intentions were coming to success and he would do anything to have them succeed. Leaving a trail of kisses down Hongjoong's chest, the demon moaned coming up to cup Hongjoong's cheeks together, leaning in for a kiss, Hongjoong not stopping him and returning it.

The temperature of his body was growing higher as the time ticked by, HongJoong growing desperate for more, his hand coming up to hook around Seonghwa's neck pulling him closer. The demon's eyes changed colour for a second before the intensity of his gaze changed to something impenetrable, his hands making their way lower.

As the scene unfolded and went further, Hongjoong could feel a hand palming him through his pants, his eyes shutting tighter at the pleasuring pressure, Seonghwa's lips falling onto his neck littering kissing at the soft skin. His hands clutched tightly onto the other's shoulders for support, his back arching slightly. Seonghwa separates himself from Hongjoong for a minute before discarding his shirt bringing Hongjoong's hooded eyes to stare at him in awe. Seonghwa's hand finds its way back under Hongjoong's shirt, stroking his skin while the other worked on opening the remaining shirt buttons fully. Hongjoong didn't stop him and only moaned.

Pulling him up onto his lap, Seonghwa kissed the other harder, Hongjoong showing the same desperateness. "Ah-" A moan cut through Hongjoong's lips yet again when he felt Seonghwa rub his clothed crotch on his own, his head falling back. Seonghwa smirked at the sight in front of him. Everything was going as planned and he wouldn't let it stop. Finding himself getting impatient at the sight, Seonghwa decides to attack Hongjoong's neck again, fastening his actions resulting in Hongjoong to moan louder. Nothing was better than this music to him, not even the music from the dead stereo.

Hongjoong's mind was cloudy by the desire his body was heating for, that he couldn't think straight at all until.....

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Hey everyone! So I updated earlier instead of 14th because I miss someone special and before I start tearing up I needed to distract myself lol. Also guys, I started another story with the main ships being Minhwa and YunSang, and it's named “DIS-EASE”. I would be grateful if you guys give it a try as well. Hope you guys enjoy until next time ❤️