WTF Did I Do

To Trust or Not To Trust

The air is saturated with the smell of sex. Slick sounds of sweaty skin sliding against one another are interspersed with pleased moans and groans. The noise contrasts greatly with the peaceful quiet of the night world outside. Rhythmic pants of pleasure grow and crest from needy mewls to punctuated hoarse moans continuously falling from swollen, bitten lips.

"You're doing so well, pet." The demon whispers, reveling in the way the black haired boy writhes in his hold. Strong arms wrap around Taehyung's neck in a death grip, using the coiled muscles to move towards the sharp fleeting bouts of pleasure setting his nerves on fire.

"P-please d-on't tease." He whines, only hating himself a little bit for how desperate it comes out. Taehyung laughs, the honeyed sounds so low and enticing, as if hiding every naughty secret one could think of. The sound wracks through Jeongguk, making him whimper from the dark intent wafting off the incubus with the smell of buttery sugar.

"Hmm? And here I thought you didn't want this,' Taehyung teases, voice so low he can feel the bass where their chests are pressed together. Jeongguk opens his mouth to answer and instead, lets out a soft apologetic mewl as fingertips tease his rim. They push and retreat, a barely there pressure that leaves his hypersensitive skin burning. The shock of the precious intrusion has long faded, instead replaced with growing frustration as the muscles of his rim twitch at each press, the anticipation driving him insane after so many orgasms.

"I-I'm sorry!" Jeongguk tries, using his arms to chase after the infuriating tease as much as possible with his thighs pressed to his chest. Taehyung is still holding him against the wall, one arm wrapped under his knee and around his hips, the other under the other knee, toying with his entrance. "I've never d-done this before," he stutters out, face burning in embarrassment.

Taehyung pulls back a bit, curious eyes searching his face but Jeongguk avoids his gaze, choosing to focus on how pretty his flushed cock looks leaking against the hellion's golden skin. He can feel his cheeks burning, once again realizing how out of his depth he currently is. Not only is he submitting to this creature but now he's feeling insecure about his sexuality. He's never thought about other boys that way nor thought to explore those areas of his body. Jeongguk's always been proud of his sexual exploits and experiences but this time he feels like a kid fumbling through his first experience. It's a bit terrifying.

"Do you want to stop?" The question is so unexpected Jeongguk hears his neck crack when he whips his head up.

"W-What?" His heart pounds in his chest as he carefully searches the other's face. He watches closely, waiting for any indication the incubus is messing with him, playing him as he's been doing all night. He doesn't find anything. Taehyung is impossibly still and blank. Like a switch, any joy or pleasure is wiped from his face, leaving behind a perfect and beautiful mask.