Kissing the Demon (Seoksoo)

Seokmin

If I hadn't known Joshua was a demon, the things he was doing with his tongue would've tipped me off. One moment it was running up my rapidly stiffening shaft. The next, it was swirling around my hole. The speed at which he moved had me feeling like I was about to spiral out of control. I couldn't predict where his touch would appear next, and my nerves were on fire. Then he introduced his fingers to the party, and my cock became very interested.

It didn't take long before I was a needy whimpering mess. Before Joshua, I wouldn't have been able to imagine a situation where I was splayed open on a chair in the great outdoors, with the most beautiful man I'd ever seen working me over with his tongue and fingers. But it felt right. Like I'd been waiting my whole life for Joshua, with every previous sexual encounter fading away into dust.

"Need you," I rumbled, tugging his hair until he lifted his head away. "Need you so bad."

"I've got you, hun," he crooned, getting to his feet. "Fancy trying something new?"

"Anything. So long as I get you inside me in the next thirty seconds."

Shua grinned, lean muscles and hair flopping over his head in a way that made my mouth dry. I was still internally pinching myself over the fact he had chosen me. There was no doubting it for me now, not when I could feel his love for me radiating through the bond.

"Wait here," he said. He ran indoors, travelling so fast my brain had trouble processing the movement. He was back in front of me in seconds, a bottle of lube clutched in his hand.

"Stand and turn around," he whispered huskily. I did as he asked, and like that night in the hotel, his power snaked around my front, holding me securely while his hands were free to roam. He pushed me down slightly so my arse was canted backwards, and I shivered at the thought of having him inside me again. Cold lube hit my hole, making me bite back a whimper. Shua worked some into me, always ensuring I was as ready as I could be.

As his cock breached that first ring of muscle, I felt a rush of wind and realised Shua had opened his wings. What was he planning? All thoughts of what was coming emptied from my mind as he eased himself gently in, not stopping until he was fully seated.

He pulled back excruciatingly slowly, brushing against my prostate and making my cock leak like a faucet. When only the tip was in, he spoke.

"Hold on."

With that, he plunged back in to the hilt, making my vision white out. He repeated the move twice more. I was so lost in what he was doing to my body that I didn't register my feet leaving the ground until we were level with the roofs of the houses.

"Fuck," I squawked, jolting in Shua's embrace.

"Relax," Shua commanded, his hand running down my spine. "No one can see us, and I won't let you get hurt."

He wrapped his hand around my dick and began to tease my orgasm from me. Fuck it. He could literally do whatever he liked so long as he kept stroking me like that.

With every thrust, Shua took us higher. Trees and cars dwindled to tiny specks, but all I could focus on was Joshua, filling me with deep and purposeful strokes as his hand worked me into oblivion.

As the air began to thin and it became harder to breathe, I felt myself edging towards the precipice. "I'm so close."

"Now for the best part," Shua groaned in my ear. "Don't panic."

I felt his release pump into me, marking me as his from the inside out. Then, his wings snapped shut.

And we were falling.

Instead of making me freak out, the adrenaline coursed through me, making my orgasm hit with the force of a hurricane. Wind ripped at us, my release disappearing into the air as we plummeted towards the ground. My eyes rolled back in my head as my limbs went loose. Shua's power kept me steady, even as his wings snapped up and caught the current.