Omega Seokjin is trapped in abusive relationship with his husband ,his knight in shining Armor turned into a monster from hell.
He ends up making a deal with a crossroad demon Yoongi and lands himself into the arms of the highest bidder of another...
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Soft candlelight flickers, casting a warm glow on the tapestries adorning the walls. The air is fragrant with the mist of lavender and velvet curtains sway gently in the twilight breeze.A distant screech of dragons echoes, harmonizing with the crackling of the fire in the hearth.
Seokjin startles when one of the creature passes close by the window ,a dark silhouette against the golden light .
He still can't get used to seeing giant dragons flying by their window every night.The fluttering of their wings ruffles his silky hairs and he sighs ,dropping his fingers in the bowl of coco -jasmine oil.
"They are flying late to Embers" Seokjin mutters,pouring a little oil on the demon's head
"That's usually when they return" Namjoon chuckles, wrapping his palm around the Omega's calf .
He was settled on the floor ,in between Seokjin's legs with the Omega's knees next to his shoulders.
Seokjin hums ,tipping his head back and cards his fingers into the gold curls ,massaging the oil into scalp .
The demon sighs satisfactorily ,humming and leaning his head ,more into his Omega's lap .
"I have never oiled them before you know"
Namjoon starts softly ,feeling lighter every second as nimble fingers press onto his scalp
"But now I am regretting not doing it before"
Seokjin smiles ,adding enough pressure and navigating his fingers around the curled horns "I was surprised too ,when you asked me to oil your hair"
He eases Namjoon's head so that he could get the front of the hair
"It looked relaxing when you did that to yourself.Got me curious" Namjoon laughs lightly,applying pressure to the Omega's calf as he runs his hands up and down the smooth expanse.
Seokjin's satin shorts fall just a width above his knees ,exposing most of his milky thighs
"Ofcourse it did .You suddenly stood in front of me and demanded to oil your hair out of nowhere" Namjoon winces when Seokjin tugs at his strands ,getting rid of the knots
He shakes his head fondly "You should have said something sooner.Did you think I would mind ?"
Namjoon frowns "I never thought about it .Our mother said oiling your hairsl can lead to woodoo magic ,since you know , because of the hair fall"
Seokjin halts,peering down at him "What does this have to do anything with woodoo?"
He resumes his massage ,"You strange creatures"
Namjoon shrugs "It's possible you know.Our hair smells nice and the fallen strands could be used to bind us to dark magic"
"Pfft .I have never heard anything absurd before .But I guess ,we can't disregard the possibility"
