The Way It Burns - BbangNyu

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The angel straddled the demon, taking that chance to catch his breath. A hot sensation burnt the back of his neck, as Younghoon smashed their lips together. He slipped his tounge in the angels mouth, hearing the boy whimper and buckle his hips. Their crotches now slowly grinding against each other, they deepened the kiss passionately. Their bodies reacted the only way that was natural, with both of them hardening from the dry humping. 

Chanhee flinched at the burning sensation on his hips, Younghoon trailed his hands further up, slipping off Chanhee's hoodie, exposing his pale body. He kissed around the boys chest, then sucking on his nipple. The angel was welling up from the feeling, he had never felt pleasure like this. Younghoon left marks all over the boys neck. Those hickeys would soon turn to dark burn marks, but for now they were just regular love bites. 

"You want to go further?" Younghoon whispered, already knowing the answer.

Chanhee buckled his hips again, whispering a yes in Younghoon's ear. It was so seductive and alluring, it sent the demon into overdrive. He threw the angel down on the sofa, climbing on top of the boy. He brought their lips together, for a sloppier kiss. His hand found it's way to Chanhee's grey joggers, palming his bulge teasingly, he felt the angel squirm underneath him. 

"Please..." Chanhee moaned, biting his lip so hard it nearly bled.

"So polite angel, even at times like this." Younghoon's deep voice turned Chanhee on even more.

He forced the demons hand into his boxers, begging to be relieved. Younghoon complied, first running his thumb over the slit, then sliding his hand along the hardened cock.

He had never been touched like this, not even by Sangyeon, he never desired his boyfriend in that way.  In this moment, he was ready to throw his whole life away for Younghoon. The demon pumped faster, hearing Chanhee squeal at the unexpected pace change. 

Younghoon wanted to wreck the angel, just seeing him moan at his touch turned him on more than any other lover he'd been with. His lips left kisses all over Chanhee's throat, then sucked on the boys Adam apple. His tounge licked up to the jaw, leaving a wet trail along the boys skin. 

This was too much stimulation, he felt a pit in his stomach, building up to something. Younghoon noticed what was about to happen, he ran his hands through the blonde locks, kissing the boys forehead. "Just let it go."

With Younghoon's words, Chanhee came, all over his grey joggers. He threw his head back, tired from the new experience. His eyes peered to Younghoon, who had sat back down on the sofa again. The angel bit his lip, kneeling in front of the demon. A smirk curved Younghoon's face, he leaned back, getting ready for what was to come.

Chanhee fiddled with the zipper on Younghoon's Jeans, eventually getting it open. He lowered the boys boxers, exposing his hardened member. He stared for a moment, processing what he was about to do. His plump lips wrapped around Younghoon, pushing the majority into his mouth. He choked a little, but got use to it pretty quick. He sucked up and down, rubbing the parts he couldn't reach.

This didn't feel like reality, he had only heard tales of angels falling for demons. It was the most condemned thing in society, but here he was, with an angel sucking him off. The only believable part about this, was the insane amount of pleasure he was feeling. His hand roughly tugged on Chanhee's hair, pushing the boy further onto his dick. Though the boy gagged, he continued sucking, making it clear he was enjoying this just as much as the demon.

Soon enough, Younghoon was on his feet, thrusting his cock into Chanhee's mouth. The angel had tears running down his soft skin, feeling his tounge be scorched by the demon. It was almost euphoric, he wished he had met Younghoon sooner, so he could have felt this long ago. The demon was hastily approaching his climax, speeding up his thrusting. Just as he came, he pulled away, spilling into a tissue out of respect for the angel.

Chanhee seemed disappointed at this withdrawal, wondering what it would have felt like to have the burning sensation trickle down his throat. Younghoon took two fingers, lifting the pouty boys chin. 

"You should sleep."

The angel got off his knees, following Younghoon to his room. He changed into a clean pair of grey joggers, then cuddled up under the sheets. The demon climbed into the bed, wrapping his arms around the angel. Chanhee snuggled into Younghoon's chest, his eyelids became heavy, with him falling asleep only minutes later.

Yet again, Chanhee woke up to an empty bed. Shrugging it off, Chanhee took himself to the bathroom to assess the damage. It was drastically worse than last time, his neck was almost completely black. There was no way he could hide this. He accepted that this was something he chose to do. This time he was completely sober, he knew that whatever he wanted to do with Younghoon, would mark him. 

Suddenly, a sweet aroma floated from the kitchen, causing him to sniffle. He ambled from the bathroom to the kitchen, seeing Younghoon cooking something on the stove. Chanhee took a seat at the breakfast bar, receiving a smile from the demon.

"Do you have somewhere to stay until they go away?" Younghoon asked. He knew what demon marks were, growing up it's all his friends would talk about. Those horny teenage boys, could only dream of marking an angel one day. "I would let you stay here, but I can't guarantee that I won't give you more." He chuckled.

"I'm not too sure, I can't risk anyone finding out." Chanhee replied.

"Cause it's not just about you being an angel, it's more about your dad being Choi Jihun." 

Chanhee's eyes widened, he felt goosebumps all over his body. "How did you know that?"

"Last night, Juyeon told me everything. That your names not Changmin, but Chanhee. That your parents are the governor and health secretary of Pure Sky. And that you're engaged. If I'm being honest, there couldn't have been more of a reason to stay away from you." Younghoon explained.

"I should have told you, I'm sorry." Chanhee apologized, avoiding eye contact with the demon.

A plate of french toast, slid onto the counter in front of him. It smelt amazing, and looked even better, being topped off with whipped cream and blueberries. Younghoon took the seat next to Chanhee, rubbing the boys thigh gently. "I understand why you didn't, it's okay."

The boys tucked into their breakfast, which tasted as good as it looked. It was strange for both of them, they were use to eating breakfast alone. Chanhee's parents were always at work, and Younghoon had this apartment all to himself. It was comforting to have someone by your side.