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Chaeyoung's a demon.

Mina's an angel.

Chaeyoung prefers to lurk in darkness. The cloak of it around her feels comforting, familiar, leaving her able to move inconspicuously, a smile spreading on her face as she blends deeper into the shadows, watching her target move. The angel has occupied Chaeyoung's mind for quite some time now, the delicate air around her, something Chaeyoung isn't accustomed to. She's used to harshness, cruelty, she feels safe with it in a way. She doesn't deal with pretty, breakable things like this angel, but in a way the girl fascinates Chaeyoung, leaving her to exit her lair every single night and just simply watch, observe and take her in. Even in the darkness, the angel glows, a light emanating from her wings and halo, one that Chaeyoung flinches away from when she comes too close, not wanting to be spotted.

She's never seen an angel up close before this little escapade she's taken up. Typically, dealing with angels is a task she delegates to others, the demons below her who follow her every order. It never interested her much, venturing up here and watching the little goody two shoes walking around helping people, being all good; Chaeyoung could gag just thinking about it. But somehow it's different, with this very pretty angel she's been watching, it's almost endearing. She's so inexplicably good at heart, Chaeyoung wonders if perhaps it's a facade, though she has an inkling it isn't. She's so innocent, so naive, and Chaeyoung finds that just downright precious. She could ruin everything good about this girl, she could show her all of the joys of forbidden things, tempt her to lurk in darkness too.

"Hello?"

Chaeyoung's startled when she hears the angel's voice, stiffening and quietly backing up, deeper into the shadows, dark eyes watching intensely as the angel's brow furrows, eyes darting around, turning in a slow circle as she tries to identify the feeling of eyes on her, giving Chaeyoung a good look at her really. Chaeyoung has completely committee her memory, the beautiful slope of her wings, mostly white with tinges of gold here and there when the lights hit them, her halo glimmering around her long, blonde hair, sleek and pretty and falling to her mid back. Her white gown sweeps the floor, swishing when she turns, and Chaeyoung almost wouldn't like to admit how many times she's envisioned what's underneath it, how the angel would look bare and sprawled out for her.

"I know you're there."

There's a determination in her voice that makes Chaeyoung almost smile, watching the angel look at her as if she can see her, their eyes locked intensely, Chaeyoung's staring her down. Perhaps this is the moment, she muses. This is the time to reveal herself, so as to keep the upper hand. She hums softly, removing herself somewhat from the cover of the shadows, stepping into the light that emanates off of the angel. Chaeyoung revels in the disturbed gasp the angel lets out, stumbling back and nearly falling before she catches herself, eyes darting around as if to see if they're truly alone together, certainly assuming Chaeyoung will harm her. Chaeyoung enjoys this reaction, black eyes narrowing with a grin that bares her fangs, reaching out to beckon the angel back closer to her with her pointed, taloned fingers, watching the angel's eyes fixated on her curved horns.

"Don't back away from me, darling," She calls, voice like honey, warm and meltint over the angel, making her shiver, and yet she stops backing away, doesn't scream for help as she looked ready to moments prior. "I want to see your pretty face up close."

"W-What are you..." The angel mumbles in a tremulous voice.

Chaeyoung gives a devilish sort of giggle, stepping closer to the angel again, watching how she hesitantly allows Chaeyoung into her personal space, breath caught in her throat. "What's your name?" Chaeyoung asks, completely ignoring the question posed to her.

"Mina," The angel answers, looking as if she regrets answering honestly the second she says it.

"Mina," Chaeyoung repeats, a soft sort of to her tone. "Precious. A pretty name for a pretty angel. You are just divine, look at you." Chaeyoung reaches to brush Mina's hair away from her face, hearing the small gasp that dies halfway up Mina's throat, relishing in the absolute terror and want mingling in Mina's gaze. Chaeyoung knows what lies under the surface, she just has to play her cards right, give Mina just enough to leave her aching, and let her beg for more. Let her beg for everything she really wants, even if she doesn't know what that want is yet.

"Do I get to know your name?" Mina asks through a gulp, almost flinching when Chaeyoung slips behind her, frowning slightly at having to stand on her tippy toes to press a hot kiss on Mina's neck.

"You want to know my name?" Chaeyoung whispers with a breathy laugh. "You're not scared you'll burst into flames if you say it?"

"H-Haven't decided yet..." Mina replies weakly, the prettiest, most pitiful whimper leaving her lips when Chaeyoung continues trailing hot, open mouthed kisses all down her neck, swirling her tongue here and there.

"You won't, precious," Chaeyoung coos again, just in awe of how delicate and innocent the angel in her arm is, and yet how eagerly she responds to the teasing, body practically vibrating under her touch. "I'll make you hot in other ways, okay Mina?"

Mina whines, swallowing hard, peeking back to look at Chaeyoung and breathing a low, "What does that mean?"

Chaeyoung adores her, all naive and with so much to learn. She just has to make sure Mina is willing to be taught, and it certainly seems like she is.

"I'll show you, angel. All in due time."

•••

Chaeyoung absolutely despises how much taller Mina is than her. It feels almost degrading, to have to look up at the angel, to not have easy access to whisper in her ears or nip at her neck, to have to stand on her tip toes to brush her hair away and tease her tongue along the shell of Mina's ear to make her yelp and ask what Chaeyoung is doing to her, still shying away from the demon's appearance. Chaeyoung adores to see Mina like that, half frightened and half aroused, Chaeyoung's fangs poking out when she grins, laughing at the angel's nervous stammering when she asks what Chaeyoung is doing as she guides the taller girl to her knees, wanting the height on her for now.

"Be careful, darling, wouldn't want to bruise your knees," Chaeyoung coos softly, tracing a long, taloned finger along Mina's jawline, a smirk playing on her full lips as she watches Mina very gently settle herself on her knees, peering up at Chaeyoung with wide, innocent eyes. Her lips are parted, subconsciously Chaeyoung is sure, but she can't help thinking how perfectly ready she is, swallowing thickly as she feels herself growing hard, this sight of Mina was so divine, beyond even what Chaeyoung could conjure up in her imagination.

"What are you going to do to me?" Mina asks quietly, voice wavering, still the slightest bit afraid of Chaeyoung really, and though she would never admit it that makes her even more aroused, panties wet just like the first time she and Chaeyoung interacted, lower belly burning with need. She can't help the fear rising in her chest, Chaeyoung is quite a sight above her, curved horns and black eyes, a devilish grin making Mina shiver in anticipation.

"I'm not going to do a thing to you," Chaeyoung laughs, and the sound is a hum in Mina's bones, her whole body feeling on fire when Chaeyoung roughly grips her by the chin, tugging her into place and holding her there, seemingly not caring for how harsh her touch is. "You're going to pleasure me, understand, baby?"

"H-How..." Mina gulps, the thought making her heart race, the wings on her back fluttering nervously, and though every part of her tells her she shouldn't do this, this is wrong, she should not be allowing a demon to do these things to her, she can't help it. Chaeyoung is enchanting, and Mina is under spell without even meaning to be, craving Chaeyoung and all the things she knows and can do like she couldn't live without it.

Chaeyoung reluctantly lets her hands fall away from Mina's face, an approving smile on her lips when Mina stays exactly in place, determined not to move, watching Chaeyoung with rapt attention taking shallow, labored breaths, inhaling sharply through her nose when Chaeyoung peels her pants down, freeing her cock, downright mortified how she can't tear her eyes away from the thing, the way the head is pink and pulsing and leaking precum, how thick it is, how Chaeyoung strokes it so lazily and moans softly under her breath, certainly only to tease Mina more.

"You better put that mouth to work," Chaeyoung instructs, stepping closer to Mina, allowing the head of her cock to run along Mina's lips, chuckling at the precum smearing there, Mina gasping out at the sensation, hands reaching to grip Chaeyoung's purchase, wings fluttering faster in what Chaeyoung can only assume is enjoyment, even if she's ashamed. "I wanna feel you suck my cock, sweetheart."

"I-I..." Mina mumbles, pulling away, tongue hesitantly peeking out to taste the precum, a shaky moan falling from her lips in guilt and shame and need when she enjoys the taste of it. "I shouldn't, t-this is, this is wrong..."

"Oh Mina, you don't have to get like that, it's alright," Chaeyoung murmurs, allowing her taloned nails to stroke through the angel's hair, scratching lightly at her scalp, watching it take over her, the pleasure just nearly outweighing her guilt. "You're enjoying yourself, aren't you darling?" Mina stays in silent, though her eyes are fixated on Chaeyoung's cock, and Chaeyoung can practically see her fighting her own desires. "Isn't honesty part of being good, angel?" Chaeyoung taunts, Mina swallows hard.

"Y-Yes, I..." Mina musters up the courage to admit it. "I want it, I... I want you."

"That's my girl," Chaeyoung praises, and Mina feels a shiver of pleasure rush up her spine, making her physically react to the words, a throb between her thighs she doesn't quite understand. "I'll be gentle with you this time, baby. Wouldn't want to break you just yet." Mina's lips part instinctually, and Chaeyoung teases the tip of her cock past her lips, a soft growl of annoyance from her lips as she has to yank Mina's chin back into place, making her whine so prettily. Chaeyoung wants to make her make that noise again and again until it's all she hears, until she's drowning in her innocent little Mina and all her wonderment at the sins she's willingly committing now, all for Chaeyoung.

Mina moans helplessly around the head of Chaeyoung's cock, tongue amateurly swirling aroung the tip, like she isn't quite sure what to do but she has a vague concept, and Chaeyoung laughs at her, practically sneering at her, her inexperience all the more endearing, Chaeyoung's just dying to tear her apart and ruin every good part of her, show her how to sin artfully and not so clumsily as she is now. The heat of her mouth snug around Chaeyoung's cock is delicious, leaving her gritting her teeth to force back pathetic moans, not wanting to let on quite how much Mina is affecting her now, how her knees are growing weak from the sensation.

"Baby," She pants. "Take more." She starts to slowly feed more of her cock into Mina's mouth, knowing she won't be able to take the whole thing but she's determined to try, grunting softly when Mina swallows with a struggle around the head, eyes watering. "Fuck." The guttural moan of Chaeyoung swearing makes Mina's ears and cheeks burn, bright crimson, leaving her feeling embarrassed, trying to stamp down the guilt at how much she's enjoying this.

Her jaw aches, a groan passing her lips as best as it can with her mouth full of Chaeyoung's cock, Mina blinking hard and the tears of strain spilling down her bright red cheeks, helpless little whimpers bubbling up as she feeds more and more down her throat, the tip grazing the back of Mina's throat and making her gag hard, the whole thing not even inside her mouth yet. Chaeyoung takes pity on her seeing her gag, a playful pout on her lips, and when Mina peers up pitifully at her she sees rings of red surrounding the otherwise black pools that are Chaeyoung's eyes, feeling both curious and bit petrified of what that red might mean. As far as she's ever known, a demon's eyes turning red means they're angry, and she certainly doesn't want to make Chaeyoung angry.

"I know you can't take it all just yet," Chaeyoung coos sweetly, allowing her cool thumbs to swipe along the hot, sweaty skin of Mina's face, brushing her tears away delicately. "I didn't hurt you, did I angel?"

"N-No..." Mina says hoarsely, throat burning from the sensation of Chaeyoung's cock rubbing against it. "It felt..."

"Felt what, Mina?" Chaeyoung coaxes, leaning down so their lips are practically brushing, tangling one hand into Mina's hair almost in warning, keeping her in place. "Tell me how it felt."

Mina swallowed hard, Chaeyoung's so close to her now, her heart racing, blood rushing through her veins and pulse roaring in her ears, feeling as if her heart is beating so hard it could burst through her sternum at any moment. Chaeyoung is tantalizing, dangerous and mesmerizing, Mina feels like she should run, and yet she couldn't, wouldn't want to in a million years, not when she's just about drooling at the thought of how empty her mouth is, nearly crying again from desperation to take all of Chaeyoung, to have everything Chaeyoung is willing to give her.

"It felt good," Mina says in an ashamed whisper, eyes falling down, unable to look at the swirling scarlet bleeding into black in Chaeyoung's eyes, feeling like her penetrative stare is almost judgmental.

"Is that why you cried? Cause it felt good?" Chaeyoumg simpers. "You look so pretty when you cry, Mina." Mina whines, a spike of heat rushing between her thighs. She doesn't totally understand that feeling, the wetness pooling in her underwear that increases every time Chaeyoung taunts her, but she ignores that for now, instead opting to simply part her lips, tongue peeking out of her mouth as if to beg for Chaeyoung's cock back in place, moaning low in her throat when the leaking head is placed back onto her tongue.

Chaeyoung tightens her grip on Mina's hair, nails digging into the skin of her scalp, the angel allowing a muffled whimper to sound around Chaeyoung's length, making the demon chuckle when Mina's wings start fluttering hard and fast, chest rising and falling rapidly with labored pants. She eases more of her cock back into Mina mouth, allowing it to sit in halfway, watching Mina gag, moan, and shift to adjust.

"Atta girl," Chaeyoung murmurs. "Cry for me again, angel. I want to see your tears, my pretty crybaby." She starts to thrust shallowly into Mina's mouth, keeping her head steady in place with the grip on her delicate, silken hair, admiring how Mina chokes out pathetic moans, tongue messily tracing along the veins up Chaeyoung's cock, drool beginning to emerge from the corners of her mouth. "Pretty little thing," Chaeyoung laughs, picking up the pace of her thrusts, the feeling of Mina's mouth all hot and wet around her length intoxicating, Mina clawing at her hips for purchase, tears welling up again.

The sensation of Chaeyoung coming down her throat is what makes Mina cry again, the sheer enjoyment and shame all mixed together, eyes squeezing shut and tears pouring down her flushed cheeks, Chaeyoung's growling loudly as her hips continue to buck hard and without rhythm until she's finished, her load on Mina's tongue as it lolls out of her mouth, as if showing off.

"Swallow, baby," Chaeyoung chastises gently, patting Mina's cheeks. "Take my cum like a good girl." Mina obeys with ease, moaning at the taste when she swallows, watery eyes peering up at Chaeyoung's like she's the only thing in the world, like she's what Mina wants to worship now.

"You make me feel dizzy," She whispers in a raspy voice.

"In a good way?" Chaeyoung asks, eyes narrowing into a knowing smile.

"Yes," Mina murmurs in a hushed tone. "A very good way."

•••

Chaeyoung can't even wait a week before she seeks Mina out again, though she wanted to make herself show some restraint. It's difficult to resist the angel, every part of her residing in the deepest corner of Chaeyoung's mind, filling her up with burning desire and an almost painful need to take Mina. She slips in while Mina is sleeping, a smirk almost playing on her lips as she moves around the side of the bed, observing the angel in her sleep. Her wings are relaxed, hair splayed out on the pillow behind her, Chaeyoung allowing her nails to race over her hair and then up to her wings, scratching just barely at where they connect to her back, smile growing wider when Mina whines in her sleep, shifting her legs spreading slightly.

"Wake up, sweetheart," Chaeyoung hisses, seating herself on the edge of the bed facing Mina, watching Mina slowly rouse, blinking blearily until Chaeyoung comes into focus, and it just makes a hot blush burn onto Chaeyoung cheeks when Mina smiles at the sight of the demon.

"Hi," Mina murmurs sweetly, and Chaeyoung just adores her so much in this moment, a little drowsy still and smiling, no longer afraid of Chaeyoung's appearance. "I wasn't expecting you."

"Mmm, I know," Chaeyoung leans in, allowing their foreheads to knock together slightly. "Couldn't resist seeing my precious girl."

She allows a beat of silence to fall between them, and then she leans in for a hot kiss, their first real kiss on the lips, swallowing the moan that Mina lets escape her. Chaeyoung kisses more intensely, pushing Mina onto her back, moving to lie atop her, their lips moving together in a messy, needy dance, Mina easily allowing Chaeyoung to take dominance, a sharp cry of need when Chaeyoung's tongue slips into her mouth to explore, Mina tentatively doing the same, jolting when her tongue accidentally pokes one of Chaeyoung's fangs.

"Careful, darling," Chaeyoung scolds playfully. "Wouldn't want to hurt you, unless you want that."

"Oh..." Mina whimpers, shifting needily beneath Chaeyoung, still in a way confused about what exactly this feeling is, feeling so guilty and ashamed at the way she's soaked her panties, the hot pressure building in her lower belly.

"This dress is far too long," Chaeyoung mutters, gripping the white fabric in her hands, tearing it slightly. A glint comes to her eye, a smirk on her lips as she uses her index fingernail to tear the dress all the way around, Mina's eyes flying wide as she watches, Chaeyoung throwing the discarded fabric across the room. "Much better," She says approvingly, enjoying this new, mid thigh length the dress how has, Mina feeling almost too exposed, never having shown herself off to anyone like this.