Red Lights- Bang Chan × Hwang Hyunjin

Again

He was pushed against the wall, lips pressed against each other, shirt unbuttoning and peeling off of him and being lifted from the ground. They parted when they hit the bed in the dark room, shuffling blindly without any light but it was fine. Their hands roamed around, feeling the familiar curves and valleys as their skin burned with desire.

Chan pulled the nephilim on to his lap, hands resting on hips gripping them down to feel the hardness underneath. Taking mouth full of each other's taste, they glued to each other, Hyunjin's fingers finding their way in the blond locks of hair, pulling them tenderly until he is laid back on the mattress, arms locking him down in between. The bed side lamp turned on in a dull yellow color for them to see each other clearly.

"You are so beautiful." The demon whispered, gaze softening at the sigh Hyunjin let out and pressed a lingering kiss on the forehead, tracing his lips along the bridge of the nose to welcoming lips that gladly accepted the warmth and the wetness, letting their tongues lazily battle.

"Please take this off." The nephilim tugged at the black shirt, slightly whinning eagerly and the older chuckled throwing the linen fabric on to the ground, the belt following behind.

"Happy?"

"Hurry, please." Hyunjin said, finger tips tracing the outlines of the rocky chest, breathing heavily when Chan took his hand and kissed them, butterfly kisses trailing over from the back of the hand along the wrist, elbow and shoulder and ending at the foot of the neck, hungrily biting on the skin, sucking the color on to the surface.

Hyunjin whimpered, feeling his chest rise and fall at the painful bulge in his black jean, suffocating inside and wanting to have unconditional attention. His eyes started to tear up, sniffling while tightly holding on to Chan's shoulders uncomfortably shifting over the sheets.

"I'm sorry angel. Please hold on a moment." The demon replied, gently taking off the last pieces of clothing away and rubbed his sides, consoling him with utter love.

Carefully he lubed his fingers, slowly opening the tightness in Hyunjin's welcoming hole, while his ears are blessed with breathy moans and gasps.

In pain, the nephilim squeezes his eyes shut, gulping at his dry throat and it reminded him of how rough it was before hut now he felt overwhelmed of how much he was being at solicitude.

"Why love? Why are you crying?" Asked Chan, stopping all his actions as soon as he noticed Hyunjin silently shedding tears. "Did I hurt you?"

The latter shook his head, absolutely embarrassed of himself braking down out of nowhere. "Its so ri-ridiculous that I'm crying over something so childish."

"Its alright. Tell me."

"I just... felt so loved. You were never like this a-and... and... it's just been a while. Everything has changed so much. I'm sorry that I'm feeling this overwhelmed."

The demon wanted to cry, knowing that his boy was hurt in soul because of him but his potential is far away from changing the past. He sighed, dipping his face against Hyunjin's neck, inhaling the fragrance of apples and the distinctive scent in him that felt like home. "I'm so sorry prince. I know it did hurt so bad. I'm so fucking sorry. I'll try harder. I'll take care of you. I promise I will."

"It did hurt back then." The nephilim kissed his hair, whispering in to it. "But it hurt so good."

They both chuckled pulling away from each other to continue their heated moment with Chan sticking his digits back in slowly and scissoring him open, drawing endless moans and sighs.

He aligns himself in between Hyunjin's legs, rubbing the honey skin of the thighs while he slowly enters in, deeply groaning at the tightness sucking him in deliciously and watched how the boy's jaws drop with complete ecstasy over the tearing pain.

Leaning down, Chan pulled him in to a chaste kiss, tugging on the bottom of the lip to ruin it with strong impulse. His urge to snap his hips at the savoured compact of muscles needed to be held in till the nephilim is relaxed and calm.

"Move... please."

Slowly pulling back the older gasped, gently jerking back in and picked up a certain decent pace, speeding with a comfortable time.

"Mhmm..." Hyunjin rolled his eyes back, body heavily slumped back and knees weakly trembling under Chan's smooth touch.

"God... love you are so- tight." Chan said, dropping his head back and let the pleasure take over him, releasing the endless grunts and the murmurs of praises. "You are so good for me."

"Hmm... yes... good for you." Hyunjin said, whining as he could feel the warm pit deep in his stomach, burning the veins down to his heart. "Please Chan, I'm close."

"Wait baby, hold on for me." The demon exhaled deeply feeling how the younger clenched around him in need to get him closer to the edge. He was enjoying the beautiful pain that brought him up, getting him worked up and making his thrusts sloppy.

Hyunjin whimpered, pulling Chan down to tower him, and hid in his neck, fingers gripping the nape while he softly sobbed in heavenly pleasure.

"Come angel."

With just that the nephilim came, delicately arching his back under the demon, shaking and trembling as he felt his walls getting full. Chan flipped to the side, careful not to drop himself on to the boy.

Tiredly Hyunjin went in and out of sleep while he was carried to get cleaned. Chan changed the sheets and helped the boy dress himself in to a hoodie before laying him down and cover themselves with the duvet. He pulled him close to his chest and peppered soft pevks around the crown of his head. "I love you so fucking much prince."

"I love you too." The other whispered letting himself drop in to a peaceful slumber, knowing that someone was protecting him even in his sleep.