@sajajinu said : This is a spell that will punish me
One might mistake the look for one of disinterest. Not Jinu though , or the rest of the boys for that matter. They operate like a well oiled machine , just as they were intended to. Everyone playing their part to perfection. What an existence. The look could also be one of boredom. Lack of interest just yet , hearing the plan could change that. Jinu couldn't possibly be saying this out of surprise , which did in fact , peak the demon's interest some.
❝ That's all our existence is Jinu , punishment. ❞ He had been looking at his hand , as though possibly inspecting a perfection there. None to be found , glamour holding up with precision. Turning in his chair , Tae-gane leaned in to show his attention to Jinu. Ready to hear the rest of what the other demon no doubt had actually wanted to say. ❝ And what is this spell? Just you this time? ❞
@sajajinu ⊱ 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐦𝐞. 𝐧𝐨𝐰.
[ between ] sender slips a hand between receiver’s thighs while whispering, “you’ve been wanting this, haven’t you?” oop
▐║ ♡ ┊ 𝐀 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐅-𝐋𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒, rosy irises following the path up Jinu's arm from where his hand curves against her inner thigh to where his sharpened gaze is waiting for her own. She can't deny the electricity in his touch, nor that the sight of his hand between her legs isn't far from what she has conjured in her own imagination before. Junha's lips take the slightest curve — a confession made before she even answers him. They've both been playing their parts well enough, stirring up the right amount of intrigue and rumors to draw maximum attention to his comeback. But there was always a real curiosity beneath the act for her; one that she sometimes wondered if Jinu shared.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ What if I have? ❞ㅤ A brow lifts and falls, a challenging flicker that brings a daringness to her features. Her eyes drift downward, following the path of her own hands as they press against Jinu's shoulders, trailing exploratively down his chest. ㅤ❝ What would you do about it? ❞ㅤ Digits continue down his stomach, feeling the shape of him through his shirt. When they reach the bottom, a single finger dips into the waistband of his pants, tracing a line down the center of his lower stomach with a nail before she tugs teasingly against the denim. Junha's gaze lifts to meet his own again, her grin growing wider, more devious as her intentions are made clear.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ What if I tell you that you got me so hot and bothered during practice the other day that I went home and pretended like my fingers were you? ❞ㅤ She leans closer, head tilted so that her breaths graze against Jinu's lips. Junha releases his waistband, moving instead to guide his hand higher up her thigh, under her skirt, pressing his fingers against her lace underwear. She lets go, leaving the choice to him as she tucks her hands back beneath his shirt, smoothing her palms against his lower stomach. ㅤ❝ Would you let me have the real thing? ❞
⁀➷ 𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗪𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗗 𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗠𝗔𝗜𝗟 : @sajajinu. - sender kisses receiver to shut them up.
He's always way too good at getting too wrapped up in his own worries. Usually they're kept to himself , but every now and then , they find their way out into a tangent of worries. This particular tangent happening to be about the band. It's not the first time he's gotten mother hen about the group. Fussing over where everyone is and why are they late?! It's not something he wants to do. It's that dedication he's had in this. It all needs to go perfectly.
Too much depends on it.
Jinu must have gotten tired of the complaining. Either that , or he was no longer making in sense. Then , lips come in contact with his own and as designed stop his words in their tracks. It's a sure fire move. In fact , he's almost positive that he's pulled the same move on Tae a number of times by now. Damn him for getting Tae to the point where he felt comfortable enough to let his worries have any room to breath around their leader.
❝ W-Hey! You can't just kiss me and shut me up! ❞ Yes he can. He's done it enough already for that to be almost common occurrence. Can't blame him if it works so damn well. ❝ That has to be some form of cheating. ❞ Cause now he was just thinking about how to get another one.
⁀➷ 𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗪𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗗 𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗠𝗔𝗜𝗟 : @sajajinu. - [ TRUSTED ] receiver gently telling sender “just let go” as they get them to finish.
How many more times was he going to find himself in his position? Would there even come a time when he would when this wouldn't be the assumed result whenever these two got together? Doubtful. Like a moth to flame every time , but who could really blame him after taking one look at the demon he was currently with. History would simply say ... they couldn't. He was too good at what he did , what they both did.
There's almost a strained whine from Tae-Gang. A tell tale sign that he's so so close to falling over that edge. Desperate for release , but that sound of a voice telling him to let go. It's like music to his ears. Then he hears it , along with how it seems to echo in his ears. Sweet temptations that even the likes of him are victim to when they sound like that.
His body tensed. Hand gripping hard , while the slight claws that tend to come out when he lets go look for skin , sheets , anything they can manage to get purchase on. That familiar sight of his features twisting. Like somehow he's still trying. Still fighting that urge of release despite the time being there. Always trying to push just a little further. Then .. a small whine , and his body releases everything just as Jinu has asked for. His body arches , trying to find any closeness he can as a need moan falls from him.
❝ Fifteen costume changes?! You know we only have two sets right? ❞ What could the rest of these changes possibly be for? ❝ What , are we crashing other shows or taking a break for trick or treating? ❞
