𝑹𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒂 • yeonbin {BOOK 2} ✓

°•❁𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒆❁•°

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°•𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 • this chapter contains smut scenes. feel free to skip it if you're not comfortable, there's nothing relevant to the plot•°

°•SAFE WORD • RED•°

°•𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔 • edging, chains, degradation•°

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*edging • sexual technique where an orgasm is controlled or denied
*degradation • arousal for being humiliated/degraded during sex

•keep in mind this is a basic and short explanation of the said kink/fetish/sexual act and so, please google it if you want to know more information•

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𝑺𝒐𝒐𝒃𝒊𝒏 pressed the demon's hands hardly on the bed, not letting him touch him in any way besides the kiss they shared. he pulled his mouth away slightly, running his tongue under yeonjun's fangs and feeling the pointed teeth against the soft muscle before biting the male's bottom lip, strongly enough to cut the flesh and make him taste blood.

the king smirked while letting soobin do anything he wanted, enjoying how angry the angel's moves were, as if he really meant when saying he hated him. yeonjun tilted his head, giving the taller more access when he started to suck and kiss his neck, probably marking it as hard as he could like he always did. he knew soobin was possessive, and if he was being honest, he felt it to be hot, just like the fact the male was pressing him against the mattress and taking control right now.

the angel on top of him was really a sight to see.

soobin didn't even stared at the older, not sure if he would be able to keep himself together if he did so, and focused on licking the king's pale neck, trailing kisses down his throat and to his pretty collarbones. he pulled away, adjusting himself on top of yeonjun before unbuttoning the male's embroidered suit and moving his mouth to the now exposed chest.

the black haired cursed under his breath, addicted to how yeonjun's skin felt against his lips, the hard chest and bellybutton piercing view under the moonlight going straight to his dick. he hated how no one could ever compare to the male under him. soobin kissed the middle of the older's chest before running his tongue on his nipple, hearing yeonjun groan softly and let out a low chuckle.

"are you enjoying yourself?" the red haired said, making soobin avert his eyes to him. yeonjun had a dirty smirk on his lips, crimson eyes darkened by lust as he let the younger take control. it was almost ridiculous how he managed to be the dominant one even if under soobin and held in place, but truth be told, the taller liked the fact way more than he let out. he liked how it felt like he wasn't in control at all, as if yeonjun had let him do what he wanted, but could simply end the whole thing in an instant and soobin would be ready to comply.

"shut up." the angel murmured through his teeth, tightening his grip on yeonjun's wrists and looking down at him. dark eyes against ruby ones. he almost felt himself melt under the intense glare, the king looking at him as if fucking him with a stare, the stupid smirk still on his lips as if he was challenging soobin to try harder, to take control over him, but already winning the game even before it could get started.

the red haired scoffed, watching as the angel almost waited for him to snap and take the lead, as if he wanted yeonjun to be just as angry, just as hurt and disappointed. he could see soobin's eyes glisten in sin, pleading to be led to transgression, but too angry to actually voice it out. it wasn't necessary, though, yeonjun knew the angel like the palm of his hand, every look, every sound and every move.