𝑹𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒂 • yeonbin {BOOK 2} ✓

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°•𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 • this chapter contains smut scenes. feel free to skip it if you're not comfortable•°

°•SAFE WORD • RED•°

°•𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔 • blood, humiliation, degradation, unprotected sex, sadomasochism, overstimulation•°

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𝑻𝒉𝒆 red haired tightened the grip on soobin's face before, in a second, using his power and teleporting both somewhere else. he shoved the angel to the side, not giving him time to process, and watched as the taller was thrown over the table of the room, trying to use his arms to less the impact.

"dan-" yeonjun didn't let him finish, going behind him and pressing the younger's face against the papers resting on the table. he moved his knee to between soobin's legs and spread them apart, gripping on the hem of the angel's dress and raising it until his lower back.

"you're such a slut, soobin." the demon said between his teeth, running his fingertips on the small cut on the prince's inner thigh, that he knew was the source of the strong smell of blood. "you want to bleed? i will make you bleed. want to get fucked so bad? then you will get fucked like a whore."

soobin was filled by surprise with such harsh behavior, now getting an extent of the male's anger. he whined when the king gripped his hair and raised his face from the table, and moaned loudly while wide widened eyes as yeonjun bit his neck so harshly he almost screamed in pain, that is, if less than a second later he wasn't filled by pleasure.

the red haired pressed himself on soobin, his knee still between the male's thighs and applying pressure there. he pulled his mouth off the angel's neck, just to sink his fangs on it again and leave another mark, drinking the taller's blood harsh enough to hurt, still taken over by jealousy. soobin moaned, throwing his head to the side to give even more space to the king as he melted in the mix of pain and pleasure, hands flat on the table and back arched on the older's chest.

"you're mine." yeonjun growled on the black haired's ear when he stopped biting him, a strong hold on the male's hair to keep him in place. he felt soobin shiver with the words, felt his body tremble lightly as he gulped. needless to say, the angel felt at bliss with the words, taken by surprise with the jealousy and possessiveness yeonjun had never showed before. it made sense now, why the red haired was so angry, so aggressive. turns out, soobin indeed managed to pull the jealousy card, after all, and it made him both satisfied and hard.

"yeah? there's no crown in my head though, so i might let another cock inside my ass. jackson used the fuck me really good, you know?" soobin's lips curved sideways, forming a grin as he provoked the older more. he couldn't see yeonjun's face, but the squeeze he received on his hip was so hard he was sure would leave a bruise. "i wouldn't mind having him fucki-"

the angel was cut midsentence by a sharp and strong pain on his ribs, that started to burn like if he was being marked by hot metal. he immediately brought his hand to the place and moaned, curving in pain. he felt yeonjun's hand on his face again, pressing it against the table, and the male lowered himself until soobin could feel his bloodied lips brushing on his ear.

"don't test me. i own you, and the mark on your ribs has my symbol, which means i can use it as i wish." yeonjun pulled away, tilting his head as he watched the taller squirm in pain while grabbing his ribs. he sneaked his hand to soobin's front, palming his dick and feeling the lace on his hand. "you're so shameless you're still hard, even when in pain."