Random Oneshots Pt. 2

JeongCheol: {Soul Strings} [M]

Here's a ship we haven't seen in a hot minute

POV: 3rd Person

  Contrary to popular belief, Jeonghan is not an angel, and Seungcheol is not a demon.

  See, idol's true secondary form isn't revealed to the public due to privacy and discrimination. Angels and demons aren't to coexist, according to medieval times, and some of that still sticks to today. People are more forgiving, and less caring about it, because after all. They still come from the same stock. They're all humans but just with secondary forms. So why does anything really matter?

  Well, analyzers like Carats themselves like to keep the privacy and just chat and theorize for fun. They never think of anything. The more popular posts are just about the Jeonghan and Seungcheol dynamic, a popular ship.

  So, people speculate.

  Jeonghan, obviously, is an angel. Just look at him!

  Pure, a little mischievous but never for harm, playful, and warm.

  Not saying that Seungcheol isn't, because he cares a lot about his members and so does everyone else. But the fandom never really gave a 'good' reason for him to be deemed as a demon. They just rolled with it because they like the thought and the dynamic would be cute.

  Ships and fan theories are just that. For fun.

  And so, of course, no Carat would ever assume that they're actually dating with a whole entirely different dynamic than what's truly shown on camera. Their eldest sporting a halo and their supposed angel sporting two red horns.

  Seungcheol sits on the blonde's lap, a smile on his face, gummies showing. He's laughing at something that Jeonghan said, but he can't remember when his brain short circuits at his beautiful angel's laughter. All he can do is look up and stare as though their leader hung the stars.

  Without even thinking, he reaches up to brush hair out of the male's eyes and catch him off guard. His full pouty lips agape now shaped into an adorable 'o', face flushing a reddish tint and it's wonderful. Eyes twinkling down at his devil like he was the one to hang the stars up in the skies.

  Jeonghan doesn't utter a single word, instead surging for the angel's lips, engulfing them with his owns before pushing the male down against the sofa. There's a quiet whine, an arm wrapping around his neck and pulling him down, legs spreading to accommodate him. It's everything to him.

  Horns grew out from his head, a true nature showing in the darkness of their living room. A carnal desire that can only be quenched by one. The lover he has in his arms, so sweet on his mouth, soft hands twirling the ends of his long hair. "Jeonghannie.." There's a halo, a soft dim glow lighting the room when he opens his eyes to a breathless angel.

  Breathtaking.

  He takes it in with his eyes and had wished to drink it into his system, his soul.

  To surrender to a being that was his opposite, but yet so sweet that he's lulled into it better than any succubus. Red strings soft on his heart that gives a light tug, and he's tilting forward again, lips meeting neck.

  Big eyes flutter shut, and a soft sigh leaves Seungcheol's lips, hands tugging at his waistbands and pushing. He can feel the older harden against himself. Their hips roll, a soft sensual air striking through with a burning desire.

  The vocalist doesn't waste another second to strip the man below him, a hand stroking at the hardened member and letting precome go over his hands. He shoves his fingers into the older rather quicker than expected. Today was their only off day and will be the only one for a while. 

  He's hard beyond belief in his shorts, fingers working fast to open the hot tightness that is his boyfriend.

  Seungcheol squirms, lewd moans leaving his pouty lips, and all the devil does is swoop down to capture those lips back in his owns. Swallowing the noises greedily because what is he if not one to give into desires? Especially one that's as beautiful as how Eden was described to him?

  "I- I need you." The older gasps into him, grinding down on his clothes self, and his eyes are twinkling up at him. As though Jeonghan was the one to hang the stars up in the sky. Like he was the only one to exist.

  Round eyes glossed over with tears, and who was he to deny the angel?

  He pushes himself in, slow and steady because he doesn't want to hurt the taller. He finds legs wrapped around his hips to reel him in, to keep him there. "Please.." The older all but begs, beckoning for Jeonghan to move faster into him.

  He's awfully tight, but so good.

  Even as their sofa creaks in protest beneath them, Jeonghan can't get enough of the man whose melody rings true to his heart. A hot kiss to his neck.

  Each thrust is met with a grind that meets. Up on Heaven's cloud that awaits for him because there's nowhere the vocalist would rather be. He loves it here, where he can run his hand through soft permed curls. Where Seungcheol's wrapped around him and squeezing him in because he wants to keep him there, in him.

  It's too good, but yet not enough all the same.

  Plump lips meet his when they reach their climax, spilling hot fluid onto their abdomens, and his load is deep within the man he loves. They ride it out together, fingers intertwined like they were meant to be.

  They are meant to be.

  Because deep in there, they know. A part of their soul's string leads to the other.

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Author's note: Daesang~