my name is kim jongin. twenty four. single. bisexual. english teacher by day; demon by night. incubus - a demon in male form who lies upon sleepers in order to have sex with them. tracking incubusxkai. warning; sexual content. roleplay blog; au/para/action. not the real kim jongin; i am in no way associated with kim jongin, exo, or sm entertainment.
Kyungsoo’s eyebrows furrowed, “I don’t understand why you’re so upset, Jongin. He’s just a friend—”
"Because I love you, Kyungsoo, that’s why I’m upset!" Jongin finally yelled out, his hands moving up to rake through his black hair before he stepped closer to Kyungsoo.
Jongin’s hands reached out to grab a hold of Kyungsoo’s shoulders, pulling the older closer to him before smashing their lips together, earning a quiet whimper from him. The kiss lingered for a few moments before Jongin was deepening it by pulling Kyungsoo into an open mouthed kiss, his hands moving up to rake his fingers through the other’s hair, giving it a gentle tug, earning another whimper from Kyungsoo. Soon, Jongin was pulling away, biting on Kyungsoo’s bottom lip and letting it go before his eyes fluttered open, giving his elder a shy smile.
Jongin had been waiting all night to get Crystal home to peel that curve-fitting little black dress off of her. Crystal gasped and giggled as she felt herself being pressed back against the bedroom door as it was shut, her lips soon smothered with Jongin’s. He gently parted her lips, slipping his tongue into her mouth to roll against hers for a few moments before pulling away, grabbing a hold of the straps of her dress and tugging them down. His lips were soon trailing down her jawline and neck before finally reaching her chest, his eyes looking up at her and the corners of his lips tugging up into a smirk.
Jongin peered up at Yujin with hooded dark eyes as he began to trail his kisses down along the other’s stomach. His full lips parted, letting his tongue roll into the other’s belly button, earning a strangled whimper, causing Jongin to smirk. Moving back up, Jongin finally leaned in to press a gentle kiss to the other’s lips.
10. Your muse can’t sleep, so mine is on a mission to sing every lullaby and tell every soothing story they can think of.
"What should I sing you, hmm?" Jongin spoke softly to the other, raising his head slightly to look down at him, Hyungseok giving me a soft smile and a nod.
Leaning down and kissing Hyungseok's forehead, Jongin began to sing the same lullabies his own mother sang to him as a child.
2. My muse is counting all of your muse’s birth marks and scars, making a cute story for each one.
"Are these your tigress stripes that you earned by taking over the kingdom?" Jongin looked up at her, giving her a bright smile, earning a laugh from her.
"No, silly, I got that when I was 10. I fell off a bike," she finished her sentence before leaning in to press a kiss to her forehead.
Jongin soon was tracing his fingertip over another scar of hers, one that she earned accidentally cutting herself chopping vegetables the other day, "Did you get this swimming in the Coral Reef trying to find Nemo?"
5. Your muse is bed bound, and mine has offered to nurse yours back to full health. Only to find out, your muse is not the easiest patient to look after.
The older woman let out a pathetic groan, furrowing her eyebrows, shaking her head, “N-No, I can’t be.. I have a lot to today.."
Jongin let out a light sigh, "Noona, you can always get back to those things when you're feeling better. Now, you stay here. I'm going to get you some soup and some medicine."
Tucking her in before standing up, Jongin left the room, smiling to himself as he heard a gutteral groan followed by a cough.
3. My muse has decided to make a friendship bracelet for yours and explains the sentiment and reasons between each of the thread colours.
Today couldn’t have been a more perfect day for that; the sun was shining, there were barely any clouds in sight, the birds were chirping, there was a light breeze, and the playground of the park was filled with the laughter of playing children. Nayoung let out a content sigh and decided to perch herself on a bench near the entrance of the park. It wasn’t long before she heard the sound of feet pounding against the pavement in a hurried jog.
"Nayoung-ah!" A familiar yet breathless voice called out for her; it was none other than Jongin.
Giving her a bright smile, he slid onto the bench beside her, a small white box clenched in his hand.
"I called this meeting today because I have a present for you," Jongin held the box up, shaking it lightly so that the contents inside rattled against the sides of the box.
"Oh?" Nayoung raised her eyebrows in surprise as she gazed at the box before looking at Jongin, giving him a bright smile, "Well, what are you waiting for? Give it to me!"
Laughing, he handed over the box to her and watched as she opened it. Two bracelets with yellow, red, and green lay curled up together inside.
"They’re friendship bracelets," Jongin went on to explain, "The yellow represents the bright future of our friendship, the red represents the hard times we’ll go through together, and the green represents the good times we’ll share together."
Nayoung couldn’t help the smile from spreading out on her face, “Oh, Jongin. this is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me.”
Returning the smile, Jongin wrapped his arms around Nayoung in a tight hug, rocking side to side with her for a few moments before pulling back, “Here, give me your wrist, I’ll put it on for you.”
it’s nice to meet you, Cheonsa. -bows my head to you, giving you a charming smile- i was just about to head out to eat, would you like to tag along? -places my hand on my chest- it will be on me.
