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Jaehyun’s fingernails dig into his own wrist, skin brutally pierced by the mean grip. He finds the man in between his legs too trusting, too forgiving.
Juyeon knows the dangers, have faced them up close and personal yet still gives Jaehyun no restrictions. Let’s him sprawl bare in their most intimate of moments yet limits himself.
Even while fully dressed, clad in a hot and disheveled suit, Juyeon eargerly prys him apart. Jaehyun finding no fear in his lover’s eyes.
He wants to berate the human. For being a species that holds little to no rationality when it comes to love because Juyeon was no exception to this flaw. So he tries his best to adapt for him, relax his wings, ease the bloody fingers digging into flesh but the fluttering light of his halo shows his anxiousness.
A gloved hand comes up to cup at his cheeks and Jaehyun cant stop the tears that well up in his eyes at the affection.
”Stop thinking so much,” Juyeon urges, face lowering towards his—too close. It makes Jaehyun’s breath hitch, body tensing in place as he makes effort to stay still.
It gets a breathy chuckle out of Juyeon, leather caressing as gentle as possible at his cheek. “You’re not gonna hurt me.” And Jaehyun wishes words were enough to make him believe that.
He lets the tension in his jaw loose as he blinks away his teary eyes. “I love you.” Jaehyun croaks out, throat dry in his honesty.
Juyeon knows that theres more tucked away in the words, in his actions. Sees the guilt and fear that just coursed through the twitching feathers of his wings. “I know you do.” The human smiles, gloved fingers sliding over glassy skin until they reach uncharacteristically pouty lips.
He leans down, placing a kiss onto the back of his gloved fingers.
The rest of their night is vulgar. Juyeon loosening his tie as he pushes deep inside the angel. His angel. The precautions of latex and fabric and leather burning frustration into his body.
A lover he’ll never be able to touch skin to skin. Anger at the world for being so cruel—They both feel it. Greeting it with the grunts and pleads of pleasure echoing into the room and mixing with the scent of sweat.
And iron.
“Stop.” Juyeon grits, hands coming up to grab at Jaehyun’s. He frowns at the blood trailing down his arms, at the collateral of red now staining the angels pretty white wings. “Touch me.” Juyeon encourages, strong grip leading battered wrists to his clothed waist.
”You can touch me.”
His white button up welcomes the crimson, Jaehyun pulling him closer as his grip tightens around him hungrily. Resolve breaks, his halo dimming as a shiver runs up his arching spine.
“Fuck me..” The angel pleads and Juyeon obeys with a shaky exhale. Rough hands coming down to spread Jaehyun’s legs wide, stuffing him full. He wishes he could be more gentle with the being, but he cannot.
Not when glossy doe eyes and rosy red cheeks are staring up at him, begging him. And not when his suit, damp from sweat, is being dyed in greedy streaks of red.
He rolls his hips back before snapping forward, setting a relentless pace into the angel beneath him. Burns his gaze into his lover as Jaehyun throws his head back, lips parting with cries of Juyeon’s name.
It takes everything in Juyeon to not dive into the exposed skin of his neck, lathering purple blemishes onto perfectly pale skin even if it meant taking a few years off his life.
Juyeon watches as Jaehyun’s halo flickers dimly, a tell that he isn’t gonna last much longer. “Fuck.” Juyeon swears, feeling bloody fingertips tearing at the fabric of his shirt as they pull away.
Jaehyun frantically grabs at his leaking cock, Juyeon groaning at the teasing view of his lover thrusting up into his own fist, masturbating. Listening to the strangled pleas leaving his mouth as he rocks his bruised hips back to meet Juyeon’s pace.
”Come for me angel.” Juyeon spurs him on, eyes glued on Jaehyun’s twitching body as he works through his orgasm. Halo gleaming a pure black as tremors dangerously writhe through his tense wings.
It doesn’t take long for Juyeon to spill into the condom, his bruising grip on Jaehyun’s body finally alleviating itself.
Soothing thumbs pressing into the tender skin—drawing a lazy whine from his lover—before moving up to caresses at the steady blooming pink of Jaehyun’s cheeks. “See.. you didn’t hurt me.” Juyeon smiles at the angels sleepy eyes.
Jaehyun hums, bringing a shaky hand up to fall over the leather, fingers interlacing with the back of Juyeon’s gloved hand. “This time..” Jaehyun reminds the human, who only chuckles, moving a thumb over the angels lips to seal a gentle kiss.