Nightfall Curse

chapter 4🔞

Hyunjin swallowed audibly. “Not really.” The words sounded forced.

His fingers itched. But he didn’t want to scratch them. He wanted to touch Hyunjin. See what it was like to allow himself to meet a craving since angels weren’t supposed to have them. His fingertips touched Hyunjin’s jaw, right below his ear. He trailed down lower to the collar of his shirt. Hyunjin did nothing to stop him. “It would appear that I am not immune to your call,” he said.

Hyunjin closed his eyes. When he opened them his pupils were huge. “I’m sorry,” he said again. “I don’t mean to.”

“I know.” Felix let himself sink more into the craving as he slid between Hyunjin’s chair and the table. The hunter’s hands slipped under his trench coat and up his chest. Yes. That feeling. Indefinable and important. A rush of want sailed over him and he shut his eyes to revel in it, taking a deep breath to take in the intoxicating smell. “I’m not opposed to this,” he said breathlessly.

“That’s the problem,” Hyunjin answered, equally winded, though his body acted as though it was out of his control as his fingers worked to unbutton Felix’s shirt. “It’s like I’m drugging you or something. Doesn’t sit well with me.” He freed half of the buttons and dipped his hands inside, splaying against Felix’s chest, blunt nails digging into his pecs. He groaned and his muscles tensed to push Felix away, but instead drew him closer.

Felix hissed softly and rubbed his hips down, pleased to find Hyunjin as hard as he was. “Can you resist it?”

Hyunjin swallowed again. Cleared his throat, but his voice was still hoarse when he said, “I don’t think so.”

Before he knew it, Felix had removed Hyunjin’s overshirt and worked his fingers under the collar of his t-shirt to feel the flex of Hyunjin’s taut shoulder muscles. It felt like heaven. “Then don’t. I can do this much for you.”

Hyunjin’s lips parted to say something, but it was too much. Far too much. The incubus pheromones were working their way through his body and leaving a trail of fire from his nose to his lungs. Telling him that he couldn’t resist. That he didn’t need to. That Hyunjin could make it all better. Make it all perfect. Felix leaned down and pressed his lips to the hunter’s. For as much as his body burned for more, more, more, the kiss was surprisingly gentle. And Hyunjin didn’t try to rush it. He slid their lips together, mouths closed until it was the only contact at the forefront of either of their minds.

For his part, Felix reveled in it. He hadn’t taken enough time before to truly enjoy the feeling, but now it was different. It was wonderful. As if every nerve ending was tuned into the tactility of Hyunjin’s full lips against his. Vaguely he was aware that his hands were moving and exploring, but it was all secondary to his mouth.

And he thought that it was good enough just like this for as long as they could stand it, but then Hyunjin pressed forward more firmly and their tongues met. It was simultaneously the most electrifying and calming sensation yet. Beyond the sweet-hot flavor that the incubus poison carried with it was the underlying musk that was uniquely Hyunjin’s, and that was the flavor that Felix chased.

Hyunjin’s heart sped up at Felix’s enthusiasm, his arms wrapping around him more tightly. Quick learner. Everything he did with his teeth and tongue was far more effective than it had been the last time. Not that he’d had anything to complain about then. Smoothly, he worked his hands down Felix’s body, shivering at the coursing current of pleasure wracking his body, and deftly undid the fastenings on both of their pants. When he freed both of their aching cocks from the confines of their boxers and took them in hand together, Felix made a sound like a parched man after his first drink of water. He broke the kiss to mumble something unintelligible against his mouth.

Pressing his lips lower against Felix’s neck, right above the collar of his shirt he said, “let me. I just... I just need to.”

Felix clung to him tightly, spread his legs as wide as he could, and let Hyunjin lead them both to the edge. It frightened Felix a little bit, these warring sensations. The pleasure was almost unbearable. The touches almost overwhelming. The desire almost deafening in its insistence. Everything just to the side of way too much. But if it stopped, it would never be enough. He knew that and couldn’t understand it.

But Hyunjin’s hands were warm and rough and sure around their dicks. He worked them over expertly, his thumb brushing over the head of Felix’s dick every time he swiped up and twisted his wrist.

Too much. Too much. I can’t. It’s too much. He came faster than the last time and harder. He couldn’t even cry out. Once again his wings arched out and gusted them with a swoop of air. A low growl escaped his chest belatedly as he soaked in the euphoric high.

Felix buried his nose in the crook of Hyunjin’s neck and breathed hot against him, pulling in the smell. “Hyunjin,” he managed to say. Then he startled almost violently when he felt the hunter’s fingers crawl up his back to where his wings met his skin. His eyes shot open to stare at Hyunjin, but the other man’s eyes were still closed tightly. He stroked the broad curve of the wing down to the feathers.

Felix trembled at the touch, surprised at the spark of renewed arousal. He clenched his hands into Hyunjin’s soft cotton shirt, right over his ribs. “Hyunjin, I-”

“You can feel that?” the hunter asked in a wrecked voice.

A shudder wracked the angel’s body. “No one’s ever touched- ah - it’s... I didn’t know...”

Hyunjin continued to stroke his wing until even the long, light feathers began to tremble. “They’re warm,” he murmured. “Never felt anything quite like it. Is this okay?”

“Ye...yes,” Felix gasped. His head fell back, neck arching. He wasn’t hard again, but the pleasure felt the same as before. He wasn’t sure what would happen if Hyunjin kept touching him that way. The uncertainty terrified him. But he trusted Hyunjin.

The hunter did not disappoint. He spread his fingers and let single feathers slide between them. It was intense. Incredible. When Felix squeezed his eyes shut, he saw stars. When he couldn’t stand it anymore, he took Hyunjin’s straining dick in his hand and pumped him for all he was worth. Like the hunter had been doing to him.

Hyunjin cursed and squirmed, panting and breathing out praises against his skin. He came just as forcefully as Felix had before, and when he did, the angel felt the shockwave straight to his core. Something inside him strained towards Hyunjin like it was trying to force its way out. A desperation clawing at him. Felix sighed and let it happen. Mentally relaxed and opened his mind to the hunter. Whatever it was faded away after a moment. He felt Hyunjin’s rapid heartbeat gradually calm.

He began to lift himself up after he found himself centered again. But Hyunjin’s arms around him tightened like a vise.

“Don’t do that,” Hyunjin said, nose pressed to Felix’s hair. “Don’t leave like you did last time. I need you to stay here for a minute.”

Felix’s heart thudded in his chest. It seemed incongruous. Out of character. Hyunjin didn’t enjoy prolonged touching. Or intimacy after the fact. Or terms of endearment. Or anything else that Felix had been left aching for last night. He didn’t know why, and had briefly considered that Hyunjin’s cravings had actually transferred to him. Perhaps not. He’d thought that he’d been giving Hyunjin exactly what he needed, but certainly wouldn’t complain about this situation. It was warm and comfortable. “Of course, Hyunjin,” he said at length. “Anything you need.”