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When archangel Yoongi was sent to this quiet seaside town to discover the source of the growing corruption here, he never imagined it would come in such a small form. He's been posing as the new priest for around 3 months, the last having been drained of his life force by some demonic entity. In that time he's been settling in and becoming a part of the community,coaxing the locals to prayer and confession, laying blessings on everyone he can reach.
Aiding him has been altar boy Jimin, a sweet young man who's eager to please, always rushing to care for others before himself. He seems to have no family of his own in the town, and so he and Yoongi have grown close in their time working together. Jimin comes to him regularly for advice, and Yoongi is always happy to offer it and guide him, the way the young man responds is so sweet and earnest it pulls a smile to the angel's face. However, when Jimin comes to him seeking advice one day, confessing that he has sinned in the form of an "illicit" dream, Yoongi is flustered.
Even as he attempts to abate Jimin's fears of being sent to hell for his bodily desires, encouraging prayer and discipline, Jimin confesses more and more. How he dreams of servicing many men at once, having them hold him down, standing around him in a circle, masturbating over him and dirtying his body, taking him roughly over the pews and pulpit. How he has dreamed of Yoongi himself taking pleasure in using Jimin like a whore, praying over the young man as he fucks him before annointing him with his cum. Jimin looks up at him coyly through his eyelashes, round cheeks flushed a sweet pink, and-yes, now Yoongi sees the source of the trouble, now he sees the embodiment of this town's corruption in this little minx.
Yoongi exposes himself right then and there, wings stretching behind him, and revels in the way Jimin's eyes go wide with shock, plush mouth dropping open in surprise as he scrambles backwards, true form revealed at last. He makes for a surprisingly sweet demon, small horns curling at the sides of his head, tiny pointed teeth poking into his thick lower lip, small bat like wings fluttering at his back. He's scantily dressed, just a single thick belt over his chest and skimpy bikini bottoms. Demons, really, no sense of decorum at all.
Yoongi's only a moment away from smiting Jimin (with deep regret) when the young succubus drops on his knees before the angel, hands clasped over his chest. He begs Yoongi to remain by his side, promises he won't drain or attempt to corrupt anyone else if Yoongi will help keep him "fed". Yoongi doesn't think about it as long as he really should, but he's grown so fond of his altar boy succubus in the time that he's known him. He agrees, "collaring" Jimin and giving him a spanking for all the trouble he's caused (though it's not much of a punishment for the demon going by his squeaks of pleasure).
And they lived happily ever after.