Wings

Cypher PT.4

Several weeks later.

The very moment the clock strikes midnight, signaling the beginning of October 31st Taehyung can feel the mischief stir within him. Halloween. The devils day. The only 24 hour period where demons have permission to run rampant, the barrier between humans and the supernatural is temporarily blurred enough for spirits to cross over and all sorts of evil to creep out from the shadows. Taehyung can feel the urge to cause mischief stirring in his gut, along with the usual sensation of lust. It happens every year, the holiday magnifies his primal demon instincts which are- the want to cause chaos, stir up general mischief, blood lust, and the longing to use a human for his own personal pleasure. He growls and shakes his head, this can't be happening, he has to be strong. He clutches a fistful of his hair and tugs harshly at the roots in a feeble attempt to clear or distract his mind but the action elicits an opposite outcome. Taehyung feels a spark of pleasure at the tug, and bites into his lip to silence a moan. He quickly jerks his hand away, breathing heavily with a curse. He's over sensitive, or as humans call it, horny.

He paces around the apartment for hours, tugging at his hair out of frustration, and an itch to spread his wings tingling along his back. Every inch of his body is screaming for release, to show his true form and destroy everything around him. Taehyung feels his sanity slipping, he can't hold it all in for much longer- he glances at the wall clock to see that the time is almost five in the morning, Hoseok will be getting up for work any minute now. Taehyung sighs through his nose, unsure of what to do. He's never felt the need to hold back all of these urges before, usually he would give in and plunder, kill, and fuck anything he felt like. But Hoseok is different. He can't hurt him, or use him. Taehyung walks to the window, glaring at the outside world, it's going to be a long and frustrating day for him. He can't take care of this problem on his own, he'll either have to take advantage of Hoseok or distance himself from all people until the dreaded 24 hours pass. He sighs, letting his forehead rest against the cool glass window pane and closes his eyes to gather his thoughts and willpower. His head hurts, a splitting headache throbbing in his skull. He knows he's loosing his edge but right now the only thing he can focus on is self control. Taehyung can hear the bedroom door open, followed by heavy footsteps of the likely still half asleep Hoseok.

His guess is correct because mere seconds later Hoseok is walking into the kitchen and turning the overhead lights on. He's already prepared the coffee and started the machine brewing before he notices Taehyung standing before the window. Hoseok blinks the sleepy away and clears his throat "Tae? What are you doing up so early?" Taehyung turns around to face the human and shrugs "couldn't sleep." Hoseok frowns in concern and walks over to the younger man, resting a hand on Tae's left forearm "are you alright?" Taehyung steps back, quickly breaking the contact and swallowing thickly as he stares wild eyed at the dancer "no I'm not. I can't- I'm not... in control of myself right now.." Hoseok's brows furrow in confusion "what do you mean?" Taehyung sighs in sexual frustration, rubbing his eyes "I'm dealing with some stuff today. And I refuse to take advantage of you or hurt you." Hoseok blinks slowly "wait... do you mean, you're horny or something?" Taehyung exhales sharply through his nose with a very slight nod. Hoseok chuckles, grabbing the youngers wrist "all you have to do is ask Tae. It wouldn't be using me or hurting me." Taehyung forces even more self control, shaking his head and jerking away "no." Hoseok rolls his eyes and steps closer, Taehyung taking an equal step backwards. Hoseok keeps pushing the younger back until finally Taehyung's back is pressed against the desk in the corner of Hoseoks apartment, gripping each side of the wood to effectively cage Tae "no what? You don't want to have sex?" Taehyung feels his entire body seize up, non existent pins and needles pricking at his skin and his entire mind is screeching at him to give in to temptation, cave in to the pleasure that would follow soon after confessing, but he holds it back. Taehyung gulps, shaking his head slowly "n-no that's not it. Just.. not now. You have work soon.." Hoseok seems to realize that now isn't the best time, and takes a step back with a frown "can you make it until tonight?" Taehyung shrugs, successfully leading the dancer to believe him without having to actually lie. Hoseok quickly closes the gap between them to give his boyfriend a quick kiss "go get some sleep Tae. I'll be home around three this afternoon." Taehyung nods, biting his bottom lip and frowning at the brief kiss. He's so frustrated, and he whines involuntary when Hoseok takes another step back "Hobi..." Hoseok quirks a brow at the unusual sound, silently asking "what?" With his expression. Taehyung fidgets meekly, he doesn't know what he wants- his mind is all fuzzy and jumbled. He sighs in defeat, and gives in to his inner demon, just a little bit, by stepping forward and grabbing Hoseok's shoulder to pull him into another kiss. Taehyung can't help but loose himself just a little in the kiss, pouring all of his need and want into the act. His lips lure Hoseok in, and the human angles his head to deepen the kiss, tongue swiping across Taehyung's lower lip before prodding in. Taehyung practically melts into the contact, a moan catching in the back of his throat and his hands fist into Hoseok's T-shirt. Hoseok hums into the kiss when Taehyung suddenly takes his tongue between his teeth to suck and nibble, and the dancer has to pull away to control himself. Hoseok is panting, as is Taehyung, and they both know. Work will have to wait.