WTF Did I Do

If You Can't Beat Them, Join Them

For the next little while Jeongguk forgets about his hunger and what a fucked up situation he's found himself in. All he can think about is tasting more of that delicious nectar pouring from Taehyung's sinful mouth. It's not an immediate action, to forget how he was fucked by a tricky hellion-literally and figuratively, or how the incubus almost ripped out his throat not even 10 hours previous. No, the fear is there but Jeongguk's stubborn. Fear is a weakness he despises. He'll acknowledge it because as Hoseok says, fear makes you smart, but it doesn't mean he's willing to go down without a fight.

"Mmm, I'll" Kiss. "Find a way," kiss. "To get rid of you," Jeongguk manages when Taehyung pulls his tongue out to suck on his lips. But maybe I'll let myself enjoy this a bit before then.

Taehyung chuckles lowly, making Jeongguk sigh at the pleasant vibrations running through the sensitive skin of his lips. "Hmm, that's definitely not what you said yesterday. In fact you asked me to stay so beautifully." Embarrassing heat floods Jeongguk's face at the vague memory of screaming the words before it turns to irritation at submitting so easily. "Either way, I'll look forward to it, pet," Taehyung smirks. In a fit of anger, Jeongguk's soul surges at the challenge and without thinking too much about it, grabs a fist full of Taehyung's hair and tugs none too gently.

"I have your word?" It's so difficult to speak through the haze, especially with the sweet scent coming from Taehyung seducing him to lick every inch of that tan skin.

"You do," the hellion agrees, face void of anything but seriousness. "Two attempts to remove me remain and you may inquire the aid of your summoner friends, if you wish to do so." Jeongguk nods, eyes narrowing as they search Taehyung's face. Jeongguk's magic reaches out to Taehyung, seeking out the incubus's magic, searching for any indication of deception.

Taehyung lets out an excited gasp at the soul contact and Jeongguk tightens his hold on Taehyung's hair to stop from swallowing the sound. "Two chances to remove you completely," Jeongguk murmurs lowly. He leans in close until their lips barely brush, eyes never leaving the dilated blue.

"Yes," Taehyung breathes, placing his hands on Jeongguk's chest, leaving his jaw aching and probably bruised. Something wicked shoots through his chest, pride at the look of anticipation on the incubus's face. He tugs his hair again, just enough to feel a slight pain and can't help but smirk when he feels his arousal twitch against his hip.

"By any means necessary?" The incubus let's out a shudder when Jeongguk's magic rubs against his, intensifying the arousal. Their bodies are lined up perfectly with Taehyung laying between Jeongguk's legs. A gleeful feeling of power and control builds in his chest, combining wonderfully with the lust building in his veins at how Taehyung looks above him. The body above his shift slightly so his cock twitching against Jeongguk's at the playful teasing, making them both moan at the slight pressure. Two can play, Taehyung.