save y(our) soul

Kim feels like he's tried every way to get into a peaceful state and spend the rest of the night in tranquility: hot milk that made him want to keep running to the bathroom, deep breathing on his back that almost led to sleep paralysis, he's sick of counting bouncing fluffballs because he got to five hundred and lost count. So now he assumes a half-sitting-half-reclining position, abandoning all attempts to drift off into the dream world and enjoy the peculiarities of sleep and night. He's not left alone by the swarm of questions that overloads his brain so heavily, causing pain in his temporal area. Taehyung, to his shame, since calculating that his parents had died from a gunshot, had never once considered the fact that they couldn't have just passed away from that. Kim's own wound healed after a couple hours. Even if their body met ten bullets, they would all disappear from the body after a while as if nothing had happened. There's something strange and impure about his parents' deaths, and also the fact that Jungkook is somehow involved here. He's mostly resigned to it and accepted it, and he doesn't like to touch almost healed wounds, but for the sake of truth and justice, Kim is willing to do anything. Interest tickles and fuels him, so even though enough time has passed since that incident, he's going to find out what was the reason his family members aren't with him now. Taehyung breathed evenly, listening to the sounds around him, trying to catch a wave of sleepiness somewhere. "Don't be scared," Jungkook said, sitting down on his bed and pushing the blanket aside, making room for himself. The demon has memorized all of the angel's grumblings about how they only scare him by suddenly appearing in his space, making his heart jump and his head spin because of the abruptness. Saw the angel's already white face pale. He's taken it all in and understood. Doesn't want to frighten an already frightened Taehyung. Kim moved forward by inertia, wary for a second, grabbing his hand, but when he heard the gentle whisper, he released it immediately. They sit in absolute silence, no one seeing each other, even though the streetlight from the street captures a good bit of Taehyung's room. They can only hear each other's inhales and exhales, combined with the car horns outside at this dark time. Kim pulls herself up even higher, assuming a fully seated position. Even though the room is dark, they can feel themselves staring at each other, looking deep and deep, as if searching for each other's salvation. A moment passed as Jungkook and Taehyung scramble out of their seats, moving closer to each other and interlocking in a kiss that began to feel warm in their chests and butterflies in their stomachs. With each passing second they shortened the distance between their bodies more and more, feeling the heat from each of them. The demon's tattooed hand grabs the one by the waist, pulling him as hard and as close as he can. Taehyung moves her hands to his shoulders and squeezes them lightly as Jungkook bites his lip lightly, leaving a small wound there, licking it in an attempt to apologize. The two of them kneel in the middle of the huge bed, interlocking in a deep kiss that seems to strengthen their bond together. It doesn't matter to them that their lips are already frantically sore from the excited kisses a couple minutes later. They are like a starved couple who were separated by a coincidence and now they are together again, missing each other to the point of madness. The whole world doesn't matter now, now there is only a moment - one moment that is dedicated to the two of them. They began to create their history from the moment when they were intertwined not only with their lips, but also with their souls, and for some of them, perhaps, with their hearts. They can't see each other now in the darkness, but they see desire, passion, and trust in the process. Jungkook can't see Taehyung, but he can see and feel him pressing harder against him, rubbing his groin. Taehyung doesn't see Jungkook himself, but he sees and feels him clutching his waist tightly and pulling him closer to him, as if protecting something precious. Angel falls on his back, immediately capturing the demon's plump and disheveled lips in his own, continuing to kiss passionately, hotly and as if it were the first and last time. Jungkook walks his hands over his torso, exploring the one who trusted him with more than just his body. The only clothes Taehyung is wearing are his underwear, which have become so tight because of the excitement and pleasure Jeon brings him so much. He hooks them up and takes his time pulling them down, letting his engorged cock come out, feeling the coolness of the room. Angel stops kissing him, wiping his saliva off his lips and around them. He can feel Jungkook's confused gaze on him, and the latter really doubted that Kim wanted to continue the process, so at his own risk, he rests his palm on Taehyung's cheek, stroking it with his thumb in the resulting silence. Taehyung responded immediately, like an affectionate cat he began to rub his cheek against his hand. Pulling away from him, he reaches up and grabs the edge of Jungkook's T-shirt, pulling it up immediately, revealing a view of a taut body that Angel can't see very well, but feels, placing his palm on his abs and then his pelvic bones. He pulls down his gym pants, feeling his fully aroused cock release, taking all the attention for himself. Kim is surprised for a second that he was without underwear and only wearing his sports pants on his naked body, but it doesn't matter. He ran his warm palm over the the head of the penis, circling it, collecting pre-ejaculate and working his way down the length, hearing Jungkook stifle a moan at the pleasure Taehyung was giving him. The demon's cock was a rather impressive size, both in length and width, so the angel was slightly worried about whether he would be able to take it or if his ass would still rip. Jeon descends kisses from his lips to his pubic area, kissing each area thoroughly, clearly approving of the fully shaved area, judging by his smirk and kissing the spot, embarrassing Taehyung with his actions. He spreads Angel's legs apart, stroking the soft legs after the cream, not noticing the tightness in him at all. He spread them even wider, letting the demon climb back between them and kiss him on the lips, then back to where he'd started. Kim gets slightly covered in goosebumps as Jungkook strokes his fingers around the moist ring of muscle. He tucks his toes in and bites his lip when Jeon introduces two fingers at once, realizing from the throbbing and slightly loose anus that Taehyung has played with himself before, so most likely the muscles must be stretched. "Have you been playing with yourself, angel?" Jungkook asks to confirm his hunch while stretching Kim, who wriggles from the pleasurable sensations inside. "I have to make the most of my time sometimes," Taehyung arched his back and rolled his eyes in pleasure as the demon sped up his fingers in and out of him with one hand and stroked his dick with the other, pressing his thumb against the head. "Do you have lube and condoms?" Jungkook pulls his fingers out of it, hearing the disgruntled sigh that Taehyung had planned to give off not so revealingly. "There should be in the bathroom. On the mirror, it seems." Jeon goes off to find lube, leaving a satisfied Kim alone with his legs spread, who smiles stupidly at the ceiling. Taehyung would be lying if he said he didn't think about sex with Jungkook. He thought about it quite often and replayed those images. It's silly to deny the fact that the demon is very good-looking: his muscular body, which he takes care of, judging by the shapes, his marvelous facial features that caught his eye right away, his ability to take care of others, and Kim has often seen acts of caring on himself, his way of speaking and communicating, his ways of getting his own way - it's all very attractive. You don't even need to argue here to realize that he is not without the attention of girls or guys. The bed sagged beneath Jeon's body, taking him into its embrace. Jungkook crawls over to Taehyung and pulls him to him by the neck, giving him a final kiss on the lips. He tells the man that he couldn't find any condoms, so the only option left is to fuck without them. Taehyung didn't mind. "The first day I first arrived on Earth, you know what your sister told me?" "What was it?" Jungkook returns to the unfinished business between his legs and squeezes lube onto his fingers, rubbing lightly and warming up so the cold gel doesn't make Kim uncomfortable. "Sex with demons is hot. Something like this." "Stupid girl," Jungkook chuckled lightly, promising himself that the wretch would get it from him. And Taehyung pretended that his heart didn't ring at that moment, hearing the demon's quiet chuckles. Jungkook lubed two fingers and then entered Kim, checking to see if the muscles were stretched and if the third finger would be able to squeeze in safely. Angel, holding his breath, waited for him to lubricate the third finger as well, so that he could fully develop it without causing injury, cracks or pain. Taehyung feels needed right now. Feels cared for. Feels that he is afraid of being hurt. Only you can't get attached to it and get used to it, or it will hurt later. It will hurt. The demon inserts three fingers into Kim, feeling the warmth of her body and its throbbing. The three fingers go in almost freely, causing only the mildest discomfort at times, but Jungkook tries to block that out with a kiss on his knee, which does distract him. Taehyung wants to cry at how much attention he pays to the various details, giving him complete pleasure and a high from the process. Angel is comfortable with him. Jeon increases his speed, wanting to watch the look on Taehyung's face, further arousing Kim, who is definitely about to cum. He shivers slightly and orders him to stop. "If you keep going, I'm going to cum soon, so finish," Taehyung says, panting a little, having a great desire to cum, but he also wants to feel the whole process. Jungkook, satisfied and confident that he won't tear Kim up or discourage him from trusting him a little more, takes his fingers out, soon placing the head of his lubed cock against the passage, making him shiver slightly. They're ready. Even though it happened spontaneously, even though they know next to nothing about each other, but this sex is the entwining of the two of them, more than the interconnection. The kisses alone have made them dizzy and feeling utterly elated. One night that gives them the opportunity to become more than just strangers. Taehyung, already fully expecting the main process, tries to discreetly get on the dick on his own while Jungkook giggles lightly at him, stroking the inside of his thigh and running his cock along the ring of muscles. "Can't you just do it already?" Taehyung whispers, clutching the sheet in his hands, wanting to be filled as quickly as possible. "Do what?" Jungkook plays with him, turning him on even more, touching his testicles with his hand and then his fully engorged cock. "Will you tell me?" "Fuck you," Taehyung says, whispering softly, after which he feels the area around his hips burning. Jungkook, after gently slapping Kim, waited until he was offended by him, and then kissed the place of impact. "Why don't you tell me, uh, my angel?" Angel laughs off his mockery, causing the man to smile back. Taehyung lifts his leg and runs his foot over the hot cock, giving Jungkook a kind of pleasure from the movements on his cock. Taehyung slides up and down, speeding up his actions, just as surely taunting the demon as well, who occasionally twitches from his near orgasmic state. Jeon swung the angel's leg back, putting it back in its place, and then, unexpectedly for Taehyung, filled him to the middle, causing him to arch his back, feeling the long-awaited sensation and pleasure. Kim, spreading his legs even wider, stretched his arms forward so that the demon could grasp them with his hands, helping himself to enter him even deeper. He slowly and smoothly enters all the way in, squeezing the angel's hand twice to make sure he was okay, and he squeezed back twice as well, indicating that everything was fine and he could continue. Jungkook, placing his hips against his and taking his two hands in his own, moves, feeling the heat inside. Taehyung squeezes occasionally, causing Chong to hiss at him. Angel purposely squeezes inside him once more, receiving a spanking on his ass. As the demon moves inside him, listening to Kim's quiet moans, he strokes his body, running one hand along the curves of his waist and then lingering on his nipples, paying attention to them and twisting them. Angel thrust against him, driving him even deeper, really enjoying it as he felt the demon's huge hot dick pounding into him. Jungkook exits his body completely, telling him to turn over with his back to him, but hearing only silence in response asks again. Taehyung says in a flat, colorless voice that he doesn't want to do that, so he suggests using a different pose. "Taehyung, roll over onto your back," Jeon asked again, lifting up and moving toward Kim, kissing him lightly on the nose, then the forehead, and then the lips themselves. Angel grabs the back of his head, pulling him close and deepening the kiss, engaging his tongue and playing with Jungkook's. "I don't want to," Kim pulled away from him, leaning her forehead against his. "Is there a reason for that?" "Yes. For me, yes." "But not for me. I want to see you all, Taehyung. I will accept you in any way." The room was by now illuminated not by one street lamp, but by two, increasing visibility. They do not see each other as well as they would like, but it is enough for them. There is now no barrier for them to fully give in and intensify the feelings that have arisen in this space. Taehyung slowly lifts himself up first on his elbows and then lies down on his stomach, placing his hands under his cheek, resting on them. There is no response. There is silence in the room. There are no words or emotions. Only the sad grin of an angel who was about to roll back over onto his back to hide this shameful part of him that he would never show to anyone else. Which was what he needed to prove. It seems that Kim's bitter tear flowed exactly when he feels a gentle, gentle kiss on his back, in the area of the star, accompanied by a slow stroking with the pads of his fingers. Jungkook kisses down the spine, not neglecting attention and not missing a single star. He tries to push Jeon away, but he intercepts his hand, continuing to devote time and attention to this significant area. Taehyung calms down, feeling how kindly the demon treats him, kissing him with such care, as if taking over all his pain and remorse. And it's so easy for him after every contact of his lips with his back, as if nothing had happened, as if this pentagonal shame had never appeared in his life. Jeon pulls back, wiping the saliva residue on his back and goes back to business as usual, re-wetting three fingers with saliva and re-entering just in case. After checking and making sure all is well, he replaces his fingers with his cock again, this time picking up the pace that allows Taehyung to feel the delights of such rough movements. Jungkook fucks him hard, speeding up almost with every slap of his hips against someone else's, fucking him as fast as he can. Kim doesn't hide the overlapping pleasure and moans that fly out with each thrust. Taehyung, on his knees, sags his lower back even more, showing all the grace and plasticity, feeling Jungkook's sweat-damp palm running down his back, summoning a crowd of goosebumps. "Fuck," Taehyung moans from really hot sex with the demon, and Jeon continues to thrust wildly. Demon asks him to lie face down on the mattress, and give him two hands so that Jungkook can grasp them, bringing them both to orgasm. He does so, making his palms available, feeling Jeon stroking them affectionately. Pausing for a second, Jungkook grasps Taehyung's hands more comfortably, locking them with his own, and continues to move at breakneck speed at a different angle, watching Kim twitch in the orgasm that preceded it. The demon cums first. Taehyung finishes next, soiling the sheet, which he was already going to wash. Angel falls on the bed, and Jungkook is next to him, and the two of them are trying to catch their breath after a mind-blowing sex. Some parts of Taehyung's body are twitching due to his recent orgasm, causing Jeon to laugh. They were enveloped in post-orgasmic bliss, which now feels light and trembling in the body. "Go get some tissues." The demon pecked the angel on the cheek and nakedly went off to get some tissues to wipe up the misunderstanding. Kim stares after him, trying to hold back a silly smile.

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Jungkook's heavy hand on his waist prevents him from getting up to answer some message that came to him in the middle of the night. He's clearly unhappy that the assignment came at such a late hour, and even more so when he recently had an orgasm and went to sleep with his back pressed against a firm chest. Taehyung stands up from the warm heated spot, removing the demon's hand from his body, and picks up his cell phone from the bedside table. "Would you deign to go up to the roof of the hotel within 5-10 minutes? I'll be glad to see you. Just without the demon that lies at your side." — the message read. It turned out not to be an assignment, which definitely alerted him. Kim dressed quickly, glad that he didn't have to run around the room looking for things that had been scattered in a fit of passion. He probably should have woken the demon and asked him to bug him, or be on the lookout, or at the very least warn him. The one, of course, would have done things differently and gone where he didn't need to go. The only worry is the fact that the stranger knows about Jungkook being here. Angel leaves the room, checking one last time to see if Jeon is asleep or not, not wanting to get him involved in anything, and moves toward the service staircase that, if climbed to the very top, would lead him to the exit to the roof. He hurriedly makes it to the designated spot and stands in front of the door, inhaling and exhaling deeply, feeling a slight fear settle inside of him. He opens the surprisingly easy door and steps out onto the roof, immediately catching a gust of cold night wind that gets under his clothes and makes him shiver. Taehyung walks slowly forward, looking carefully left and right, waiting for some kind of setup. "There you are," someone says behind his back, and just as Kim turns to look at the owner of that voice, he is grabbed by the back of his neck in a firm grip, cutting off his air. Kim gasps for air due to the lack of air that Jimin has provided him by holding him by the neck. He tries to move his hands away from him as they squeeze him tighter and tighter, making him blush. His eyes lose visibility and he realizes that he's just a little more likely to pass out, falling right there at the demon's complete disposal. He tries once more to unhook it from him, but he feels the freedom in his breathing when he lands on the cold concrete, hitting his thigh painfully. He gropes for air greedily, trying to regain the oxygen in his lungs. "Told you I'd see you again," the demon says with a sarcasm in his voice, taking a seat next to Taehyung, who's still trying to catch his breath. "You attacked quietly from behind, bitch," Kim laughs, looking at the satisfied expression on Park's face. "I'm allowed, my sweet." The angel raises himself on his elbows and sees the man whom he clearly did not expect to see, because he was mistaken in another place until this moment. Now there's a traitor at his side. "Lihwi, how are you? Jungkook probably doesn't know that you're in Jimin's circle. "It shouldn't give a fuck you and him." He approaches Kim and hits him somewhere in the ribs, having previously swung. Taehyung squints at the pain that spreads through his body and tries to stand up, not showing that he is in quite a lot of pain from the blow. But he falls to the floor again, meeting with his body a repeated blow from Lihwi only in the back, burying his chest in the stones lying under him. "Can you at least let me get up? I can also beat a recumbent person," the angel hisses, resting his palms on the floor, not missing an attempt to get up. Lihwi does not answer anything, only continues to beat almost without stopping, causing wounds and scratches on Kim's body. He hits Kim's nose with the toe of his shoe, causing him to bleed, which quickly turns Taehyung's face and hands burgundy. Jimin joins him as well, causing him maddening pain. "Come on, aren't you going to show us your skills?" Jimin stops, pushing away with his hand and Lihwi, who was too involved in the process. "W-what's that?" coughs the angel, spitting blood onto the floor, feeling the raging pain everywhere and anywhere that the demons were trying so hard to give him. "Don't play dumb, Kim. We know everything." "If you know everything, what's the point of showing me? You know everything." "Are you stupid? We need them here and now," Lihwi says angrily, taking another swing and about to punch Kim, but Jimin restrains him from doing so by whispering something. "Have it your way, I'll see you around," Park sends him an air kiss, and then vanishes into thin air with the other demon, leaving Taehyung all alone. Kim relaxes after making sure no one is around and no danger is following him anymore. The concrete is terribly cold due to the chilly night that took all the heat from the sun that warmed it before. He's been kicked pretty good, causing substantial injury. Realizing and feeling his condition, the angel decides to lie here for about 15-30 minutes, so that mostly all the wounds and only showing bruises will heal. After which he will return to the room. Taehyung quietly undressed. He came in about twenty minutes ago, running into the bathroom to wash his face of the blood that had dried and cracked his skin, and to shake off all the sand he'd collected on the roof. He smeared some healing ointment he bought at a pharmacy on the wounds that didn't have time to heal before he got home. Kim comes out of the bathroom with dirty clothes in his hands and only his underwear. There is no strength at all. Angel stops when he sees a smoking Jungkook leaning on the windowsill, staring ahead. "Thought you'd run away." "This kind of plot isn't for me," Taehyung answers him, carelessly throwing his things on the floor and jumping straight into bed, slapping his palm on the spot next to him, urging him to lie down beside him. "Where did the wounds on your face come from?" the demon puts out his cigarette, throwing it outside through the window, and lies down next to him. Kim doesn't say anything, but just settles on his chest, immediately feeling the cool hand on his body. He just suggests that they go back to sleep, giving in to the pleasures of sleep. But Jungkook still insists on the truth he wants to hear from the angel, and Taehyung doesn't agree. Kim tries to calm him down and placate him with a light kiss on the lips, saying he'll tell him in the morning, and the demon succumbs to his charms and covers the two of them with a blanket, falling into sleep. It's about eight o'clock in the morning and he wakes up to Jungkook getting out of bed and getting dressed, picking up his things from the floor. Taehyung flaps his eyes and tries to break them apart, though right now it's more dominated by his desire to sleep. Kim assumes a sitting position, looking around the room and at Chon, who for some reason is hurriedly packing. "Will there be a morning kiss?" angel clarifies, smiling happily and pulling himself up, kneading all the stiff parts of his body. "What's it for?" the demon said briefly, not even looking at Kim. "What happened?" Taehyung quickly gets out of bed, stepping with bare feet on the unheated floor and not covering his almost naked body in his underpants with anything. He walks up to Jungkook, puts his hand on his shoulder and turns him around, meeting his gaze. His gaze was absolutely icy without a drop of warmth in them. Kim shivered and moved slightly away from him, increasing the space between them. "Can you explain why you're so cold to me?" - Kim tilts her head questioningly, looking at a serious Jeon. "Oh, wait, or is the plot where the guy dumps after sex, saying that nothing can happen between them, and leaves - is that about you?" "Angel, don't tell me you're making up things about us," the demon finished packing and turned his full attention to the confused Taehyung. "We both wanted this. It was a mutual desire. We slept together and that was it. You're putting too much importance on it." "Are you saying it doesn't matter to you?" - Kim whispered, turning his head away and looking out the window as if searching for salvation. "No, angel, that's not what I meant," Jungkook came up to him and grabbed him by the shoulders, trying to look him in the eyes. "I'm sorry I gave you hope, but that doesn't mean it's not important to me." Taehyung tries to hide a lone tear as he turns his back to him, blocking the view of his reddened eyes. Yes, he blames himself for really believing that there could be something between them. Gave hope to those touches, those searing kisses, the tender embrace, the concern for him and himself. He should have considered the possibility that nothing would happen between them the next morning, but drowning in the sweetness of last night, he hadn't even thought about it. Trusted, silly little angel. He tries to ignore the lump in his throat, turning back with a smile on his face towards him. "Get lost. And if I hear you call me angel again, I'll rip your stomach open with a sickle of Death," Kim turns away once more and goes to her bed, sitting on it, then throwing his legs up. Jungkook only chuckles, folding his arms across his chest as he watches Kim cover herself with the blanket and turn away from him, completely blocking his view of himself. The demon calls out to Taehyung a couple more times, but gets no answers, so he sits down on the bed next to him, starting to stroke Taehyung's thigh, which is hidden under the blanket. And he finally gets the attention of the angel, who comes out of his cocoon and looks at him with warmth and tenderness, reassuring Jungkook. Kim takes his hand, gently stroking the rough palm, and meets his gaze. It takes a second for the angel's face to change and she slaps him lightning fast. "I don't like to repeat myself twice, but I'll make an exception for you. Get out of here and forget this place." Jungkook gets out of bed, not even paying attention to the burning pain in his cheek area, and also the slight tingling in his heart. Moment. The demon was gone. Gone. Taehyung reveals himself and just quietly cries at the resentment and misunderstanding that had arisen during their time together. Maybe this situation isn't worth his tears, but right now he doesn't care. He doesn't want to keep it inside, it's enough for him to just cry and forget, let it go. Why would he let go of that moment that made Taehyung experience wonderful feelings, pleasure and gratitude to him for his efforts. "Fuck," the angel laughs, wiping away the tears that came out and immediately wiping them on the sheet. "Taehyung, well, you surprise me more and more every time," he says to himself. He untangles himself from his blanket of salvation, which served them a couple of minutes ago, and goes in search of his current image, which will somehow cheer him up. He will spend this day searching for information about his parents, because he does not want to postpone, and because it will distract him from obsessive thoughts. Thirty minutes is enough for him to pick up his clothes and wash himself. Fully assembled, Taehyung leaves his room and goes down to the lobby, where he is hailed at the reception by the same guy as always. "Mr. Kim, today or tomorrow you need to make a payment for the next week," - the guy says, in a pleasant voice reminding him of what he needs. "Understood, thanks." Kim forced a smile and turned around to leave the hotel. Still, he's a very nice guy — he'll call the director sometime and praise him for his good work. The street greets him with a light rain that tickles his face with small drops. Judging by the dark clouds, there will be a downpour today, which Taehyung is going to meet if possible lying in bed with cocoa and a book. And now he has a case waiting for him. A case that should show him what caused the death of his parents.