ah-un.

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                           When Riki turned nine, he was disappointed that he could not get to Jongseong in the underworld.       The thing is that they decided to send him to the angels for distribution, they say, the appearance is suitable, omega is also, the character is generally a sweetheart. Well, what is not the spitting image of a servant of good forces? That’s just Riki himself, of course, did not think so. His soul is a real darkness, and an example to follow is Jongseong-hyung, who has already, for a second, worked his way up to his eighteen to a middle-rank demon. Riki wanted it that way, too, but now he and his beloved hyung are separated and watched from the most heavenly corner that could be imagined.       Boring, by the way.       And now Riki is already twenty, he has adapted, was cute with everyone, helped many people get on the right path, but he still thought that they had definitely made a mistake with the choice of his own path. Because he still went down to visit the demons from time to time, especially to Jongseong. And, as happened in the best traditions, pestered him. Riki, you look like an imp, and they didn’t understand that! The rest of the demons, by the way, howled like a wolf from him and climbed the walls; in fact, lapushka turned out to be a real devil: he pestered them with various interrogations, for some reason was interested in seduction techniques, and also periodically rummaged through Johnson’s past, although he just knew everything inside and out there.       "What if hyung still has some secrets from me?" The blond omega was thinking out loud while the other angels were busy with important things as usual.       They rushed back and forth, rushed to the main thing, then to the supreme angels, then descended into the human world — they had their hands full, Riki was practically idle, and all because he had already completed all the main tasks for today. All that remained was to quickly slip away from the eyes of the supreme and once again be on the dark side.       Oh, yes, he was going to see Jongseong again. Only this time he was set up… something different than before.                     

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                           "… Do you think it would be better this way? for whom?"       The throne room was covered in darkness. Dark tones decorated the entire room, and a recently lit fire smoldered somewhere in the corner. Shrill screams echoed throughout the hall, and the demon sitting on the throne, resting his chin on his palm, listened to the reports of the lower ones in boredom. There’s another meeting today. Today is another boredom. Jongseong looked around the faces of the young demons with a disinterested look, noticing to himself that he was completely tired of seeing them almost every day, listening to another nonsense and putting forward verdicts. He would have been like before, when he was younger, when he spent carefree days with Riki and thought about how cool it would be for a young omega to become a demon a little bit.       But we all knew that it was not in his power, and not even in the power of Riki himself. He is an omega, which means he automatically had to become a servant of good while the alpha himself was on the dark side. Their relationship caused others a lot of questions, probably because when the supreme and most important angel in the distribution saw that Riki was to become the first omega who was destined to be a servant of evil, he got angry and changed everything.       Riki was more suited to the demons in spirit, but the supreme was afraid that Jongseong would spoil him, fill his mind with lust and other bad things. And I was also afraid that after such an event, the rest of the omega angels would want to change. In other words: the rider is a coward and envious, because Riki was brave for those who were considered servants of good. He just didn’t want heaven’s whipping. That’s the whole answer.       But one thing the supreme did not know for sure: it was not Jeonson Riki who would spoil, but Riki Jongseong.       Meanwhile, Riki was making his way to an old friend in the underworld. From the intense excitement right now omega was biting his own lips and felt a tremor in his legs. His whole body did not seem to obey, but he went to the end. “… You saw, he was so distracted today. did something happen, do you think?" — someone else’s conversation was heard somewhere, and the angel became more attentive. His breathing was ragged, and there was only nothing left to the throne room.       “I didn’t notice?” Another lower demon replied. "Jongseong was just thoughtful, don’t make it up to yourself".       "Yes, you’re right".       "Ahem", omega suddenly said, drawing the attention of two demons to himself, who didn’t bite their tongue out of surprise, “I’m sorry, is it possible to see Johnson?” he looked at the alphas so playfully, even slightly embarrassing the servants of evil with his behavior.       "Uh, uh, uh, yes, quite", for some reason Jake stammered, "he will be glad to see you", he smiled affectedly and dragged Jungwon after him, quietly saying that Riki is a real devil and that he was afraid of him at full strength.       Angel was only amused and encouraged by this whole situation. He quickly overtook the huge doors to the throne room and threw them open with all his might. So much so that I almost tore it off the hinges. Jongseong reacted quickly to the loud crash and got to his feet, looking around. In the midst of the impenetrable darkness, a figure began to loom, walking with a confident step towards the main demon. Jongseong watched her closely, breathing smoothly and calmly. He sat back down in the chair, legs spread wide apart, and waited expectantly. He knew perfectly well who it was.       "This time you appeared spectacularly. Practicing?" Jongseong grinned and felt how smoothly someone else’s palm slid over his knee. “What do you want, Riki?”       The prolonged silence only slightly frightened the demon; there was no verbal response from Riki, but someone else’s lips found another way to conduct this dialogue. This spontaneous kiss, frankly, discouraged alpha. He felt a tangible weight on his knees, and the tip of the angel’s tongue was sweetly licking his lips. His breathing was so excited that Jongseong decided to cheer him up and wrapped his palms around omega’s waist, only pressing the younger one closer to him. The room seemed to sink somewhere into the very depths, because Riki’s assertiveness was unsettling, forcing the demon to think about the most depraved things. Or was that what omega wanted?       “Are you openly seducing me, angel?” he whispered right into his lips, afraid to tear himself away from them for a second. This is the real craziness.       "You finally get it, hyung", Riki found it hard to restrain himself. It was difficult to admit to myself the attraction to a friend of virginity. To someone who was almost always there, who supported, who fell in love with himself for so many years. "I can’t take it anymore, please…"       His lips found the alpha’s lips again, giving themselves to him completely. The blond-haired man squirmed with his whole body, continuing to sit on someone else’s lap and feel how hard Jongseong was because of him. How great was his own desire. But the elder was in no hurry, he recognized every part of the omega’s body, was careful and gentle, as if in front of him a fragile flower that was about to bloom and showed all its natural beauty. Jongseong kissed him under the chin, descending smoothly to the long neck, still holding him tremulously in his hands. Omega squeezed his eyes shut hard; it seemed to him that all this was happening was a dream, a sick fantasy and a clouded mind — that’s what feelings were called at the top, that’s how love was characterized. Angel was bursting with sensations, from the feeling of fullness, when with each friction Jongseong was deeper than the previous time. How he kept hugging him to himself, as if he was afraid of losing him, as if for him all this was also not reality, but a dream. Time dragged on too slowly and cautiously for them, as if it gave them the opportunity to be alone, to feel the true feelings with every cell of the body and, finally, to dot all the I’s.       When Riki turned nine, he was disappointed that he could not get to Jongseong in the underworld.       He blamed himself, cursed the elders and supreme angels in jest, and now, eleven years later, he was in the arms of the same Jongseong-hyung, having a bud of true love blossoming in his soul for him. He was not afraid that this incident could be found out at the top. What can they threaten him with? Will they be sent to the forces of evil? So he was originally supposed to be there. Will they forbid you to communicate with Jongseong? I don’t think so. Well, they will get angry there, at most, they will reprimand, punish… But feelings for the demon will not be eradicated.       Riki could be proud of himself: he found his real way, and confessed his feelings to Jongseong.       Ah, love. It is not subject to any kind of distributions for angels and demons.                     

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