Red Lights- Bang Chan × Hwang Hyunjin

Fuck and leave

*smut warning*

The two boy were together on the ground, one on knees and the other standing infront of him. A hand gripped the long, soft black hair and Hyunjin moaned, feeling Chan brush past his lips to hit the back of his throat, milky substance dripping down warmly.

Not even a second later he was on the bed, on his back as hands freely fell on to his sides. The demon hovered above him, elbows keeping his weight over the boy as he stared down at him, hungrily licking his lips.

They became one, through feeling unknown yet with willingness to realize them and discover new desires.

Hyunjin was thrilled, being able to touch the later for the first time. His palm went over the slopes of the demon's back, which flexed with each move and his fingers traced the curves of the shoulder, occasionally marking him like an angry tigress but got tamed back in to an obedient kitten with just one word.

'beg...'

They stilled, vision turning white. Chan, watching how the latter arched his back with an expensive moan, pulled out, holding his tiny waist that fit in his hand perfectly.

Beautiful... he thought while leaving a trace of kisses on the chest where Hyunjin's heart was still calming.

"S-stay..." He heard him say and he did, covering themselves under the blanket. Chan couldn't stop the small chuckle that lowly came out when Hyunjin unconsciously searched for warmth, hiding his face in the demon 's neck. What he didn't know was that even the smallest move him made towards, melted Chan's cold heart.

Hyunjin woke up with a moan at the feeling of something loving inside him. His fingers tightly held on to the sheet underneath as he stared down at Chan who was sitting between his legs while shoving a bunch of digits up his ass.

"What the fuc- Mhmm."

He couldn't lie about the fact the Chan knew how to reach all the right places in just one move.

"Good morning to you too." The demon slyly replied and smirked when Hyunjin whined.

"Oh shi-" Hyunjin was about to roll down his climax but he could only feel it growing low. What was he even expecting from a kinky bastard.

"Fuck me..." He said, annoyed that he passed his orgasm and now still hard.

"That's how we ask?" Chan raised his brows questioning the act.

The nephilim was rather high that he didn't mind his honor getting betrayed. "Please sir... want you... please..."

"More louder. I didn't hear you."

"Fuck! Please just fuck me! I need you. Please!" Hyunjin cried out, his hips automatically lifting up.

"Good..." Satisfied with the response, Chan pushed him down and stilled his squirming hips. "Take what I give..."

........

Chan got out of bed, leaving a chained and naked nephilim tiredly panting on the messy bed. The door closed and locked with a click.

Hyunjin was frustrated. Why did he had to say something he himself wasn't sure of? He wanted to leave and never come back and he also knew that there was no way he could leave the realm alone and....

...alive

'I love you.' He had said when Chan was bringing on his second high but it stopped half away. The demon withdrew putting on his cloths back again and stormed out quietly.

The nephilim sat up with a grunt and turned to the locked chains. He fingers wrapped around one end, pulling on them as he ignored the edges that sunk in to his flesh.

He kicked the head board but it didn't dare to move a single bit.

"You fucking piece of wood. I will send you back to a tree in god damn dessert and you will not be this hard to brake. By the angel fucking brake you pathetic brown colored thing!"

Hyunjin cursed when his feet contacted with the hard surface a few more times and he heard a small crack.

"There you go."

With one last kick the wooden board, crashed in to pieces.

"Was it that hard now? Just your pathetic ego just like that fucking bastard." He scoffed freeing his hands from the bed but his wrists were still holding the stubborn shackles.

His cloths were on the floor and he put them on covering his body that was naked for way too long. His stele was in one of the drawers and he opened the top one.

"Okay wow..." he stared at the unexpected things in there.

"Well... who thought demons use toys. Kinda hot though. I hope you keep fucking with these instead of me. Probably won't pleasure you like I do but I don't really care. I can't even believe that I still like him. Perverted asshole. Go to hell." The nephilim silently hissed as he found what he wanted in one of the drawers.

Drawing a rune he broke through the chains, rubbing the bruised wrists and healed quickly.

How the fuck am I supposed to leave...?

A questioned burned in his mind and there weren't any windows inside the room only a door that opened to something unknown.

But it didn't matter anymore as he drew an unlock rune over the door and opened it silently. A corridor was infront of him, lit up with fire torches. He was focusing on getting out of the realm... alive or not...