Heaven's Demon - Purinz

XII. Closed Doors, Open Legs, and Spread Wings

"Chae."

"Hm?" she mumbles, lips still firmly pressed to supple skin.

Yunjin releases a soft sigh, the breath of it caught somewhere between exasperation and pleasure. Her back presses harder into grooves of wood she's pinned against, hands winding deeper in Chaewon's messy waves.

"The door," she mumbles as Chaewon rocks into her with a lazy roll of her hips.

Glassy eyes and disheveled, Chaewon pulls away just far enough to bob her head in a nod before sinking back into the give of Yunjin's lips.

That was as far as they'd made in the ten minutes since stumbling up the steps to Chaewon's stoop. With a quick hand and pivot, Yunjin had felt herself spin and walk backward, Chaewon having pressed her to the front door of the house with hungry lips.

Yunjin kisses her through her laughter, a warm zing bounding through her chest as the lips against her stretch into an answering smile.

"God, you feel so good," Chaewon whispers, tongue flicking at the bow of Yunjin's mouth.

"And yet you won't open the damn door," Yunjin says just as quietly, nudging Chaewon's nose with her own and offering another taste.

The pathetic sound of a whisper vibrates against her lips before Chaewon wrenches away just enough for her to focus and actually turn the key already in the lock.

They stumble as the door swings open, mouths searching and arms steady around Yunjin's neck to anchor her as Chaewon clumsily walks them through the threshold. A thud and a bang echoes through the small space as Chaewon kicks the door shut behind her and yanks her coat off. Blindly reaching out, Yunjin fumbles and flips the lock as hands impatiently shove her own coat over her shoulders.

"Floor?"

"Chaewon."

"Couch?"

"Bed."

"Picky."

"Shut up," Yunjin grunts as they struggle to toe off shoes without loosening their hold on each other.

Hands slide down the curve of Chaewon's back, palming at the swell of her ass and lower. Fingers wrap around her thighs and hoist her up, Chaewon releasing an inelegant yelp in surprise at suddenly being airborne. Her fingers dig into the flex of Yunjin's shoulders as she wraps her legs around the slim waist.

Staring down in startled shock, it takes Chaewon a moment to fully register the move.

"Fuck," she exhales as Yunjin hitches her more securely in her grasp and makes her way toward the stairs. "You're strong."

She shifts Chaewon's weight to one arm and wraps the other in dark curls. Chaewon lets herself be pulled back down into the messy press of Yunjin's kiss, a moan rattling through at the protective and possessive hold.

Yunjin's steps even out as she reaches the top of the stairs, fluidly setting Chaewon down.

Their arms tangle as they pull and yank at stubborn clothes, Yunjin shuffling backward across the room under Chaewon's insistent hands. With an impatient huff, Chaewon pulls back to grab the hem of her own shirt from Yunjin's grasp and yanks it up over her head.

Yunjin stares at the expanse of skin on display, letting her eyes trail over Chaewon more intently than before. Releasing a small laugh, Yunjin shakes her head as Chaewon pushes Yunjin's blouse from her shoulders as well.

"Do you seriously just... wear lingerie every day?"

"Yeah," Chaewon airly says as she steps forward. "Life's too short to wear shitty underwear."