Hell Born

*The Basement 9k Special*

Thank you all so much for 9k reads! Seriously, I don't know how this stupid book got so many reads. An ongoing occurrence but Woo_Melon helped me write this a month or so back. I showed her the original draft and she basically made it 10x better without me even asking (love you).

Fun Fact: This chapter was meant to happen just before 'Trouble on Earth' but then I realised 2 things: 1. That I suck at writing smut, and 2. That Yeosang hadn't been introduced and that was a problem. And so here were are. 

I'll still update the main story later this week.

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"Joongie?" Seonghwa was lying next to his husband, who was deep in thought. It was nearly midnight yet neither of them was tired. Seonghwa especially. Being a demon of the darkness he thrived at this hour and had plenty of energy. "Baby, are you alright?"

The fire demon had been off lately. Stressed. He'd talk to Seonghwa about it but wasn't exactly sure what was wrong just yet. So Hongjoong only responded with a short hum, an answer that didn't really satisfy the older demon and he decided he needed some attention. Seonghwa sat up, wrapping his arms around Hongjoong's waist. "Joongie," he whined. Knowing exactly what he wanted, Hongjoong rolled his eyes and gently pushed him off.

"Not now Hwa," the younger demon stood to his feet, rolling the stress off his shoulders while Seonghwa licked his lips at the sweet sight of Hongjoong's perky ass. He whined like a child trying to get his attention. "Seonghwa," Hongjoong warned.

"Yes, master?" Seonghwa smirked at his husband, tilting his head innocently to just edge him on. Hongjoong growled at the older and Seonghwa couldn't help but feel a rush below. The shorter male walked back over to him then harshly yanked his chin to his face.

"Needy tonight, are we?"

"Yes master," Seonghwa pleaded. "Please, I want you." Hongjoong chuckled darkly. Wasting no time, he tore Seonghwa's shirt off, admiring the toned figure of his husband. His eyes scanned his lusciously sculpted abs with hunger whilst Seonghwa whined for him to hurry up. The two of them hastily removed their clothing till only their briefs were left.

Seonghwa let out a grunt when Hongjoong slammed him against the wall in a kiss, their tongues battling for dominance which Hongjoong eventually won. The older demon was left gasping for breath once Hongjoong let him go as he went to remove his underwear. "Do you deserve it?" He smirked and Seonghwa nodded eagerly.

"Yes, yes! I've been good. Please master!" He begged. Hongjoong smacked him across the face, watching as his partner's head flew to the side. The male leaned in, nose nuzzling right below the demon's ear, breath hot on the milky patch of skin.

"I decide whether you've been good or not, slut. I think we need to fix that attitude of yours." Seonghwa pouted but inside he was elated. In less than a second, he teleported them to the basement. Whips, toys, and items that could be mistaken for torture weapons lined the room's walls. The basement was Seonghwa's favourite room.

He laid himself on the bed, the recent pressure wrinkling the velvety sheets, awaiting instructions as Hongjoong glanced around the room. He brought over a small box and pulled out a blindfold. "Let's start simple, shall we?" He grinned before tying it around Seonghwa's eyes, knotting it in a nice bow right below his undercut.

"But I want to see you." He whined. Seonghwa whimpered when Hongjoong harshly smacked his leg.

"Do you make the rules?" He challenged teasingly, uneven smirk curling onto his lips.