The Devil In You

Suzuhie-kan Sake

Suggested listening: Nine Inch Nails - Closer

The days went on quietly, while Hwoarang slowly recovered from his injury and the two got accustomed to living together, again. It still seemed unreal at first, then day by day it became their new normal. They couldn't stay away from each other and every day was a good one to make love and explore each other's body even further, for the great happiness of all the neighbours.

-Maybe we should stop, Jin, or your father will find us for the noise we're making.- laughed Hwoarang.

-Let him come then, I've got more than a surprise for him.

-What makes you so confident you can beat him? I know you're a great fighter, one of the best I've seen in my life - after me of course, but Kazuya is a fucking Devil on Earth. And he can command it at will, and has been able to for decades. It's hardly an easy opponent.

-Never said it was easy. But there's something I haven't told you yet.

-Oh, good, another secret. What, when there's a full moon you transform into a beautiful butterfly?

Jin ignored the sarcasm. -Since I fought Azazel, I feel I am able to control the Devil inside me. I can concentrate on every fiber of its being, I can feel it obeying to me. I can call to it, or only part of it, and I remember everything I do when I command it. I tried doing so in the desert, where I could hurt no one, and it worked. If I can use Devil in battle as well, the fight may as well be a little easier on my side.

-Jin, this is... huge. For everything. For your everyday life, for the battle to come, even for the war! You made it, I knew you could. I always believed in you, and I was right! We have to celebrate. I might have a little sake left here, somewhere. You drink it suzuhie-kan, right?

-There's no other way to drink it, you fool.

-I know, I know, I was teasing you. I missed doing that.

Hwoarang put two cups on the table and poured the sake.

-To Jin, for never stopping until he achieved the impossible. Kanpai!

-Kanpai.

The two drank the first cup, and then a second and a third and a fourth, until the bottle was empty.

-I knew I had to keep that bottle for a special occasion. It reminded me of you and I didn't want to finish it alone. Now I got to finish it in your company.- said Hwoarang, smiling.

Jin was smirking, more than smiling. The Korean could tell he had something on his mind.

-Hey, Mr. Eyebrows, you on Earth? I'm talking to you!

-Yeah, yeah... I just had a little... idea. But I don't know if you're up to the task, Mr. Pirate.

-Hey! First, that was kinda low. But kinda funny, I admit and I always wanted to be a pirate. Anyway, you know I'm always up for a good challenge, I was born for challenges, for heaven's sake. Spit it out.

-I would rather act on it than explain, if you're okay with it.

-Do your worst, Kazama, I'm right here.

-You shouldn't have said that.

With a stare that would have pierced a steel wall, Jin stood up from the chair, never ceasing to look at Hwoarang in the eye. He leaned on the table, putting both hands on it, and said -On the bed.

-Bossy, are we? Okay, on the bed I go, Master.

But when Hwoarang turned around on the bed he didn't expect to see what was next. Jin was closing in on him, and a pair of horns had already appeared on his head. A purple aura surrounded him, and tattoos had already formed on his forehead.

-Oookay, I admit I didn't see this coming... are we totally sure this is safe?

In a voice that was half Jin's and half Devil's, he said -Do you trust me?

-I guess I do. But no fucking claws!

Devil Jin laughed. -I wasn't planning on using them. This is how far I will go. But trust me... you will feel the difference.

He started undressing Hwoarang, with a pace much faster than his usual way of doing. And if Jin already displayed a certain hunger for the Korean and his body, Devil Jin seemed to want to devour him with just the right number of bites. Which, by the way, there were, and Hwoarang could feel them in their entirety since Devil Jin had pointy fangs. He didn't disdain the feeling, though, not at all.

-I feel like the Bride of Dracula right now.

-He had three.

-Well, I'm all three at once, all right? Now, now, who told you to stop.

Devil Jin kissed and bit on his neck, on his shoulder, on his nipples, until he reached his pubic region and said -I'm sorry this time I'll skip this part, but my fangs aren't really compatible with a blowjob, you see.

-Consider yourself pardoned. But before you go on doing whatever's on your mind, I want to see you naked, it's a special occasion and you're still dressed, it's not fair.

Again, that devilish smirk.

-As you command.

As Devil Jin got rid first of his t-shirt, then of his pants and ultimately of his boxers, Hwoarang could vividly see his body was way bigger than Jin's... all of his body.

-Wait a second. And you want to stick that where? For the love of everything dear to me and my ancestors, take the lube in the nightstand.

And so he did, putting a generous amount of lube on his erected penis and first preparing Hwoarang in the usual way. When the time came to penetrate, he whispered to the Korean's ear -There, there. It will only hurt a bit in the beginning. Maybe. Remember the magic word.- And hurt it did, for a little while; then, the pleasure started kicking in for both, and after a couple of minutes they were both moaning. Devil Jin's thrusts were energic and almost brutal, but in a way that Hwoarang seemed to definitely like. He arched his back so much at one point that Devil Jin took him, pulled him towards him and then started talking in a calm, but firm voice.

-I want to fuck you like an animal.

-I-I think you're getting there.

-A-and.. and what are you, my love?

-Wha-at?

-What are you?- he almost growled.

-I'm your motherfucking whore.

-That's it.- his voice cracked and he started thrusting back and forth even faster, and the wreckage of moaning and cries that they were reached such a higher ground that they probably woke up the whole building. Devil Jin held onto Hwoarang's hips tight while, with the Korean's hand in his hair, he finally found his release, and for the first time, the two came together, oh, so, loudly.

As soon as they were finished, Jin turned back to himself, hugging Hwoarang and kissing him.

-So, what do you think of my idea?

-That you should think more often.