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Taehyung had always been aware that he wasn’t normal. A little bit odd, a little bit outcast, just a little off. He never really paid much attention to it. People either liked him or they didn’t – it didn’t bother him. As he aged, that queer mindset shifted to things far darker. Nothing horrible, of course, but Taehyung found that delving into demonology and other dark subjects felt just so right. He could never put a finger on why, exactly. But it hurt no one, and made him feel good – so he kept up with it.
For Taehyung, keeping up with it meant digging deeper and deeper into the specifics of demonology, and even attempting some of the summoning rituals that were outlined between the dust caked pages of the old books he dug out of library archives and antique stores. Of course, it never worked; the only unfulfilling thing about demonology, Taehyung realized, was that as much as he wanted to believe, he lived in the modern world. And demons – if they did exist, wanted nothing to do with his species any more, no matter how much he begged for a sign of existence. But, like most with some form of faith, he never gave up, trying new rituals and prayers, trying to get something real. It was a source of comfort, even though it was a lost cause.
A lost cause, that was, until it wasn’t.
The night couldn’t have been more perfect. The moon was full, but was obscured by a sky of dark clouds, thunder rumbling through the apartment building. Lightning lit up the sky every few minutes, casting a bright glow over the room. Taehyung was nude in the center of his bedroom floor, kneeling. In front of him was a large circle drawn with salt, as well as a rather intricate symbol in the middle. An array of candles were melting slowly around the circle, black, white, and red in alternating colors. A small bowl sat at his knees, filled with herbs and petals, as well as a murky brown water. He was reading from the book next to it, slowly stroking himself.
He didn’t know word for word what he was saying, but he understood the gist of it. This ritual was to summon a demon of sex – commonly known as incubus or succubus. A low-level entity, something simple. He was whispering the chant as he stroked himself toward release. When the clock struck midnight, Taehyung let go of his cock and grabbed a dagger, slicing his hand open. He grimaced at the sharp pinch, squeezing his palm over the bowl to add his blood. He brought the hand back down to his cock, stroking faster. The blood sliding over his erection was sticky, tugging and catching his sensitive skin in a manner not entirely unpleasant. He threw his head back, crying out the ritual prayer as if moaning a lover’s name. Lightning cracked overhead as Taehyung’s cock throbbed, spilling his come into the bowl.
His shoulders sagged, eyes slipping shut. The air seemed to thicken around him, wet with humidity and something not entirely… Right. Taehyung struggled to stay upright, bracing his hands on the floor as vertigo blurred his vision. It wasn’t working. He pushed himself to the side so he’d not ruin his circle. He landed hard on the floor. The last thing he thought he saw before the room faded out around him was a pair of bare humanoid feet, and a long, black tail.
Taehyung was having the best dream. The most stunning figure of a demon was buried balls deep inside him, his deep red scales hot to the touch. His horns were golden and long like a bull’s, and Taehyung could reach up and tug on them. He moaned loudly, his back arching.
His eyes snapped open, drawing in a sharp breath of air. The room was stifling hot. And something was touching his cock.
Taehyung looked down, screaming when he spotted the naked man crouching beside him. The man removed his hand from Taehyung’s hard cock, holding his hands up in surrender. “Hey, hey – what are you screaming for. I wasn’t hurting you.”
Taehyung screamed again, grabbing his blanket to pull over his own naked body. “Who are you?!” He shouted, kicking at the intruder.
The intruder’s eyes glinted in the candlelight, looking almost entirely black. He grabbed Taehyung’s ankle in a painfully tight grip, his skin feverishly hot even through the sheet. Taehyung struggled, fear squeezing his throat.
“I suggest you stop fighting, Kim Taehyung,” the intruder growled. He rose, still gripping Taehyung’s ankle. He was about as tall as Taehyung, with shaggy black hair and full, curved lips. His shoulders were broad and Taehyung could tell he was entirely head to toe lean muscle, if the grip on his ankle was any indication.
He tried to scream again, but found himself unable to make a sound. Lightning lit up the room once more, and Taehyung saw it. The thing he’d seen before he passed out. The intruder had a long, black tail. It was snapping back and forth in apparent annoyance, long and tapering like a lizard’s.
Taehyung struggled to breathe. “It worked?” He whispered.
“This?” The intruder waved his hand at the summoning ritual. “In a way, yes. I thought you were wanting sleeping pleasure. That’s generally why my kind are summoned. I apologize if you didn’t… I wasn’t trying to molest you.”
Taehyung’s shoulders sagged a little. He tilted his head. “You… Aren’t you a demon?”
“Half, yes. An incubus.”
“You’re… Apologizing to me… Isn’t molesting people in their sleep kind of your thing?”
The demon huffed, rolling his eyes. “You’ve been reading too many books.” He let go of Taehyung’s ankle and scooped up the book, flipping through it. “You know, most of these were written by Christians who summoned us and then regretted it. Their God was a pain in the ass back then, had them write all sorts of rotten stuff about us.”
“Th—Their God? He’s real?”
“Well of course he is. All of them are. Where do you think the stories came from?” The demon laughed. “You’ve got so much to learn.”
“Will you teach me?” Taehyung asked, scrambling into a kneeling position on his bed to get closer to the demon. He examined his face in the low light.
“I thought your eyes were black.”
“I can make them go black, if I wish. Or I can appear entirely human.”
“But the tail…”
“I can make it go away. I just like it.” He reached back and grabbed his tail, pulling it around and stroking the smooth scales. “It’s so pretty, don’t you think?”
Taehyung looked at it, his breathing coming a little faster. “May I touch it?”
“Sure… But it’ll turn me on. I am a sex demon. Lots of erogenous zones.”
Taehyung reached out, stroking his hand over the scales. They were smooth, a bit snakelike, but hot to the touch. He looked back up.
“What do I call you?”
“My name’s Seokjin.”
Taehyung must have looked disappointed, because Seokjin scoffed. “What? Did you want something fancier?”
“I… I expected… Not this,” Taehyung admitted.
Seokjin’s shoulder slumped a little. “I’m sorry. I wish I could appear as more of what you wanted. But it was vital for me to see you. Normally we aren’t even permitted to show ourselves to humans, but… There were extenuating circumstances.”
Taehyung stepped off the bed, sliding his hands slowly up Seokjin’s tail again. “Is that so?” He asked, leaning closer.
“Oh— Oh…” Seokjin closed his eyes.
“You smell amazing,” Taehyung mumbled, nosing his way along Seokjin’s shoulder. He could feel Seokjin’s cock hardening against his thigh.
“I am meant to… But there’s something you should know before you go any further.” Seokjin caught Taehyung’s hand as he reached for his cock.
Taehyung pouted. “Don’t you need to have sex? For payment, for the summoning? My… Life energy or whatever you call it.”
“I do feed off sex, yes. And I will take you, but first I need to tell you something.”
Taehyung relaxed a bit, taking a step back to give Seokjin some room. “What’s wrong?” He asked.
Seokjin sighed. He let go of Taehyung’s wrist. “You are Kim Taehyung, correct? Aged twenty-five human years.”
“Correct. How do you know?”
“I’ve been looking for you for a very long time.”
Taehyung tilted his head, confusion coloring his features. “Me? Why?”
“As I said, my name is Seokjin. I am…” He paused, mouth moving silently. Taehyung glanced down to see him folding his fingers; he was counting. “Ah, I am twenty-eight human years.”
“That’s it?”
“Mm. Time moves much differently in Hell – so I am far older there but have only existed for twenty-eight of these years on earth.”
Taehyung nodded. “Alright… So… That doesn’t tell me why you were looking for me.”
“This will be hard for you to hear. But, Taehyung… I’m your half-brother.”
Taehyung remained still, his mind taking a moment to process exactly what was being said to him. “Half… Half brother?” He repeated.
Seokjin made a noise of confirmation.
Taehyung laughed, shaking his head. “What’s the game?” He asked. “Do you like the taboo roleplay thing? I can be into that. Or… Does feeding off people only work if it’s… I don’t know, sinful or something?”
“No, no, I’m not… I’m not lying to you, Taehyung. Your mother gave birth to me. Three years before you were born. My father is an incubus. He didn’t intend to impregnate her, but… When she realized what he was she…” Seokjin’s shoulders sagged, seeing Taehyung smirk. “You don’t believe me, do you?” Seokjin mumbled.
“Not even a little,” Taehyung said, crossing his arms. “Look, I would, but I think you got the wrong guy. My mother never even had a boyfriend before my dad. They were soulmates all throughout college. And my mother is a staunch Christian. She wouldn’t have summoned an incubus to have sex with her, that’s insane.”
“Taehyung…”
“No, I won’t hear this. Not if you’re trying to convince me. Now, if you wanna roleplay it…” Taehyung smirked. “That would be sort of sexy.”
Seokjin sighed heavily. “Please, Taehyung… I need… I need you to believe me. You can’t really consent if you don’t.”
“Is that so?” Taehyung snorted. “Fine. Say it is true. Do you think I’d say no? If some insane stars aligned and you proved it to me… You think I’d balk at the chance to let a demon… Even a half demon… Take my virginity?”
Seokjin’s eyes bulged. “You’re a virgin?” He hissed.
Taehyung nodded. “I’ve been saving it… It was stupid,” he shifted a little, feeling strangely vulnerable as he spoke. “I’ve been hoping I’d be able to summon someone to… To take it.”
“And despite what I’m telling you… That the demon you summoned is your half-brother, you’d…”
“Still give it up… I’ve waited too long and tried too hard not to.”
Seokjin grimaced a little. “That’s not a good reason to commit a mortal sin.”
Taehyung snorted then. “You are the weirdest demon I’ve ever seen.” He went over and pulled on a pair of sweats.
“Taehyung…” Seokjin tried again.
Taehyung shook his head. “I’ll send you back, if you’re uncomfortable with this. I don’t know what this game is… If it’s some hazing or… Maybe you demons are just bored in Hell.” He took the book and flipped through it to find the reversal ritual.
“Wait,” Seokjin said. Something in his voice gave Taehyung pause. He looked back up. Much to his surprise, Seokjin was now fully dressed. A pair of well-fitting dark blue jeans, a pair of sneakers, and a button up shirt – no tail to be seen. “Please don’t,” he said softly. “It’s been… So long since I’ve been on Earth. Please let me stay a while.”
“I’m not supposed to,” Taehyung said, looking at the circle. “All the books warn to send back whatever you summon immediately after finishing. It’s… It’s a bad thing to let you guys wander around.”
“I agree, and I would fully support you sending me back but, please… Just a few days. Let me… I wasn’t lying. I do have a half-brother on Earth. Maybe I’m mistaken, and it’s not you. But I’ve never seen him, not since he was a newborn. It’s been hundreds of years down there. Please… Let me stay just a while longer, to try to find him.”
Taehyung looked back down at the ritual, chewing his lip in contemplation.
“Three days,” Seokjin said. “Please, just give me three human days to try and find him. We are in Korea, right?”
“Yes.”
“Okay, I was born here, I know… He was too. Please. I’ll be back in three days, and I’ll let you send me back.”
“How do I know you’re telling me the truth?” Taehyung asked cautiously. His heart went out for Seokjin. He’d never had a brother, or a sibling at all, but he’d always felt like one was supposed to be there. He couldn’t imagine what it must feel like to have one and not be able to reach him.
“Here.” Seokjin reached up, removing a pendant on a silver chain from around his neck. He held it out to Taehyung.
Taehyung took it, angling it so he could see it in the candlelight. It was a small circle the size of a coin. On it was a highly detailed etching of Seokjin’s tail. The back was something written in a demonic language – Taehyung recognized a few letters, but couldn’t read it. “What is this?”
“It’s my tail… And all my magic,” Seokjin said. He put his hands in his jean’s pockets. “I can’t just... Make it disappear – the matter has to go into something. So when I’m in this humanoid form, it all goes into that. Wandering around with magic and a tail is dangerous. I don’t want to scare people. I can’t… I’m very attached to my tail though… And my magic, honestly. I can’t do much without it.” Seokjin shrugged his shoulders. “So keep it, and I give you my word, I will return for it in three day’s time.”
“And if you find your brother?” Taehyung asked.
“Then I’ll go see him. And I’ll still return and tell you. Then we can discuss, if you want to still send me back… We could also discuss…” Seokjin glanced at the bed.
Taehyung chuckled. “Wanna make good and sure I’m not your baby brother before you pound me into the mattress?” He teased.
Seokjin looked back at him, his gaze glinting with something far darker. “Oh no, I would still… But I would prefer unmuddied consent. On both of our parts.”
“Understood. Three days. I’ll see you then, Seokjin.”
“Jin,” he said. “Jin is fine.” He turned and headed out of the room. Taehyung followed, watching him exit the apartment. He went back into the room, putting out the candles and sitting on his bed. The pendant was warm and heavy in his palm. He laid down, examining it in the moonlight now peeking through the clouds. It was stunning. He wondered if Jin was telling the truth, about it containing all of his powers. Surely he wouldn’t be willing to just wander around Earth with no way of protecting himself. Though maybe that was the point; the more human he was, the easier he could blend in. Taehyung sighed and hooked the pendant around his neck. It was still strangely hot as it laid on his bare chest. He stared up at the ceiling for a long time, going over everything that had happened, before finally drifting off to sleep.
Taehyung would have almost believed that the previous night had been a dream, had the candles and makings of his circle not still been scattered on his bedroom floor. The pendant was heavy – and still strangely hot – against his sternum. He rose, cleaning the mess in his room before heading to make breakfast, his mind on the beautiful demon that he met the night before. He wasn’t anything like Taehyung would have expected. For one, the absence of anything demonic save for his eyes and tail. Taehyung wondered if he could make other demon-y things like horns appear. He should ask when Jin returned. God, he was stunning too. Taehyung had assumed whichever demon he finally managed to summon, if he did, he’d likely find attractive. His strange insistence on their being brothers. It was impossible, of course, but a small voice in Taehyung’s mind wondered… what if?
As the day continued, Taehyung worried less about his newfound demon friend. He hoped he could trust him to come back as he promised, but little could be done if he decided not to. Taehyung could only continue his life as normal, going to work, returning library books, playing some video games in the evening. The pendant around Taehyung’s neck felt strangely comforting whenever he took a moment to notice it. Whether or not Jin was telling him the truth, there was certainly something special about that necklace.
The following morning, Taehyung’s phone rang early in the morning, rousing him from sleep. He glared at the screen, reading his mother’s name. What was she calling for so early?
“Mom?” He croaked, rubbing sleep from his eyes.
“Oh, Taehyung, did I wake you?”
She sounded tense. Taehyung frowned. He sat up. “It’s not a big deal, I’d be up soon anyways,” he lied. “Something on your mind? Are you okay?”
“Oh yes… I’m fine. Well…” There was a long pause, and Taehyung swore he could feel her tension through the phone. “Well, I’m not entirely fine. I have to tell you something rather important. I would like to do it in person though… Do you work today?”
“No, I got the day off, they’ve been giving me a lot of overtime lately so I’ve earned it… I can come over in about an hour, is that okay?”
“That’ll be fine. I can make breakfast for you.”
Taehyung smiled softly. “I would love that… Mom?”
“Hm?”
“You’re not sick or anything, right?”
His mother laughed, easing Taehyung’s worries a bit. “Oh no, nothing like that,” she confirmed. “Just some news I think you need to hear.”
“Alright Mom. I’ll see you soon.” Taehyung hung up the phone, frowning at it before he rose to get ready. As he waited for the shower to heat up, he curled his fingers around Jin’s pendant, the warmth from it creeping down his arm.
Taehyung showered and dressed, heading over to his parents’ apartment. His mother opened the door, greeting him with a tight hug. “You’re looking splendid, Taehyung,” she said, patting over his hair as they separated.
Taehyung laughed. “Thank you, Mom.” He took a few steps into the apartment and shut the door. “The food smells amazing,” he said as he slipped his shoes off. He turned to head toward the kitchen, only to have her stop him with hands on his shoulders. “We should talk first.”
“Right now?” Taehyung asked. She nodded. “Come sit with me in the living room.”
Taehyung followed her into the living room. As he entered, he got the strangest sensation of déjà vu. The pendant around his neck seemed to heat up, almost to the point of discomfort.
They sat on the couch and she folded her hands in her lap. “I have something to confess,” she whispered.
“Are you and Dad getting a divorce?” Taehyung worried.
“Oh no, no. He’s just out of town for a business meeting. We’re fine. This is something far bigger.”
Taehyung remained quiet, watching her face.
“Many… Many years ago, before I even met your father… I did something very bad.”
“What did you do?”
“Well… See I was young. I was just out of school and finding my way in the world as an adult. And I met someone. He was so handsome and understanding, we talked all night at the bar we met at. And then I took him home and we…” She drifted off, letting Taehyung fill in the empty space. She sighed after a moment. “He was my first, and I was ignorant to so much that I know now about things… A few months later I realized he’d given me a child.”
Icy fingers ran down Taehyung’s spine, goosebumps rising to the surface. “Mom…”
“I know. I didn’t know what to do. I barely knew anything about this man, and I had a promising career starting, I—I couldn’t raise a child.”
“Mom, how long ago was this?”
“About thirty years ago,” she said softly. “I couldn’t destroy the baby – my beliefs didn’t allow that either. I informed the man of all of this. He was so understanding and caring about it, it was beautiful to see, but I felt no love for him – nor he for me. We established that early on. He offered to take the child after I birthed it, to leave and never ask for anything from me for it – as if I’d never had it.”
“Did Dad know?” Taehyung asked, his voice quiet as he struggled to process.
“Yes. He met me while I was still pregnant. He loved me nonetheless, and supported me. We fell in love during that time. And then after, he and I decided to have you.”
Taehyung nodded. “And my brother?” He whispered.
His mother went quiet. “The father took him the day I delivered. I never saw him again. But, I… Never told you it was a boy… How did you know that?”
“Just a hunch,” Taehyung whispered. “A feeling.” He reached up and touched the pendant under his shirt, Jin’s voice echoing in his mind.
“Ah… Well, it is correct. You have a brother. Half-brother, of course. Anyway, I… I didn’t think much about things with him – I trusted his father to keep him safe and I moved on with my life with your father and you. But he’s… Well, he’s come back, Taehyung. He’s an adult, just a few years your senior and he said he was looking for me. He wanted to get to know me. And… You. He’d heard he had a sibling somewhere and was curious. I felt it was only fair you meet him. If you’re upset, I understand. You needn’t stay long but…”
“No.” Taehyung shook his head. “I’m sad you didn’t tell me before, but… I’m not mad. I want to meet him.”
She grinned, hugging him tightly. “Thank you… Thank you for giving him a chance. He’s a lovely man. I think you two will get along splendidly.”
Taehyung chuckled. “I have a good feeling.”
“Come, he’s in the kitchen; he was minding breakfast for me while you and I talked.” She rose and led Taehyung out into the kitchen.
Jin was standing at the stove, fiddling with something in a pan. His shoulders looked even more broad in the daytime, if that was possible. He turned around, offering a movie star grin at Taehyung.
“Hi… Little brother.”
Taehyung couldn’t help but grin brightly. “Nice to meet you.”
“Taehyung, this is your elder brother, Seokjin.”
Jin stepped forward, offering his hand. “Just Jin is fine.”
Taehyung grabbed it, shaking. “Taehyung… Tae is fine, if you want.”
“Of course. You are a stunning young man; your mother wasn’t exaggerating.”
Taehyung grinned brightly. “Thank you… So are you… I… What made you want to seek us out?”
Taehyung’s mother circled around and took the spatula from Jin. “Go sit. Get to know each other. I’ll call you when breakfast is finished.”
Taehyung headed into the living room, settling onto the couch with Jin.
“I think you know the answer to that,” Jin said softly. Taehyung smiled.
“So you were right.”
“I was… I take no great pleasure in being right in some ways… Taking you to bed would have been… Quite fun, I admit. But I have longed to meet my human family for years, so… It’s a fair trade.”
“Don’t you remember what I said?” Taehyung asked. “In the bedroom.”
Jin looked up quickly. “I do… I didn’t think you’d stick to that when the truth came out. Most humans…”
“I’m not most humans.” Taehyung moved a little closer. “I know it’s… Taboo. But so is summoning a demon in the first place. And I get you’re my half-brother, but… I didn’t grow up with you. I don’t know anything about you beyond that. We’re both men, so… As far as I know, there’s no risk of pregnancy that could cause trouble or questions. And there’s no sibling bond to make things difficult, as we weren’t raised together. I mean, unless you aren’t okay with it, obviously I won’t force it.”
“No, I—I mean…” Jin chuckled. “I’m a demon. I mean that’s how I was raised. Incest isn’t really… A concern of ours. It’s a rather mortal concept. I mean I get it, after years of inbreeding, problems can be had, genetic limitations… Though even if you could bear my children we wouldn’t have problems, I’m sure. And your human concept of family… Which I do want to learn more about – my human side longs for it… But demons aren’t bound by that. I was resistant that night due to respect for human values.”
“Well…” Taehyung shrugged. He lowered his gaze. “I’ve never been very good at human things. I’ve always been a little weird.”
“You have a half demon brother… Weird, I think… Works.”
“Who I summoned to earth,” Taehyung added. Jin laughed.
“True. So you… Really want to pursue a physical relationship? Even though we’re… Family.”
“If you want to, yes.”
Jin nodded. “Alright. I’m meant to return to your home tomorrow night anyways… We can discuss it more in depth then?”
Taehyung glanced at the doorway, listening for his mother. She sounded like she was still by the stove. He reached out and set his hand high on Jin’s thigh. “Or you can come over tonight… If you want to.” He squeezed his thigh, smirking when Jin sat up a little straighter.
“I may take you up on that as well,” Jin breathed. He set his hand on Taehyung’s, gripping it. “I hope you know what you’re getting into… Wanting to fuck a demon of lust.”
Taehyung grinned. “I certainly don’t… But I want it, either way.”
“You’re a virgin too… It’s far more intense.”
“Good.” Taehyung pulled his hand back. “Now… Tell me about your dad. He was apparently a lovely man to my mother so…”
“For a demon, he was quite lovely,” Jin agreed, sitting back on the couch as he spoke. “He raised me well.”
“Do you have siblings?”
“Hundreds. All demons are somewhat related.”
“Which is why incest doesn’t bother you,” Taehyung said. Jin nodded.
“Exactly. But siblings by him – just two. One is dead, the other is still around.”
“Do they know about you? That you’re… Half human?”
“They know of my human side, yes – it was impossible to hide. Though I’ve been able to exist in Hell all this time, I have shown certain traits that are very human.”
“How old are you?” Taehyung asked.
“Twenty-eight, as I mentioned. I was born um…” Jin’s lips thinned as he thought. “The fourth of December in your year uh… 1992.”
“Hey, our birthdays are close too,” Taehyung said. “I was born the thirty-first of December in 1995. But I mean… Really. Age wise.”
“My human age is the closest to what I am really – Demons only have normal lifespans. If we were on earth, we’d age just the same as humans, dying at about eighty to ninety years. Hell’s timeline is expanded. So, one year for a human is nearly a thousand for a demon.”
“So in Hell… You’re almost thirty thousand years old?”
“And you are about twenty-five thousand.”
“Wow…” Taehyung chewed his lip. “How does being a baby work down there? Are you just… Do you have normal human development stuff?”
“It’s accelerated in the first few years. If we matured as slowly as humans, we’d be over a hundred thousand years old before we even reached puberty.”
“Demons have puberty too?”
Jin laughed and nodded. “A cruel curse by God, I think. Ours is quite… Aggressive. You think human puberty is bad, try demons.”
Taehyung laughed. “What happens?”
“Well our tail develops for one. Now that, is painful. And many of us develop horns or other demonic traits. I was lucky. Our sexual maturation begins as well but it’s far more intense, especially for lust demons like myself. You’ve seen a dog in heat, right?”
Taehyung nodded.
“Intensify that by about a hundred and you have a demonic puberty.”
Taehyung grimaced. “That sounds awful. So, you don’t have anything besides the eyes and tail, right? That’s demony?”
“Well, nothing like how you’d imagine,” Jin confirmed. “No horns or tail or anything. But I have other demonic traits. My body temperature is higher, and of course my magic. And then my dick is slightly different than you’d see on a human.”
Taehyung cocked his head. Jin smirked. “I’ll leave that as a surprise for you to discover. You’ll enjoy it, I’m sure.”
“Tease,” Taehyung said, shoving Jin’s shoulder gently as he laughed.
“Boys,” Taehyung’s mom knocked on the doorway. “Breakfast is ready.” She was smiling softly as she watched them. Jin rose first, heading in. When Taehyung followed, she grabbed his wrist. “You two are getting along, it seems?”
“Yeah,” Taehyung smiled softly. “He’s really awesome, actually.”
“I saw you two laughing over something…. I’m so happy to see it. I was scared you two wouldn’t click.”
“We have. I really like him.”
She nodded and patted his arm. “Good.”
“How do you think Dad will respond? Have you told him?”
“I have. He was around when we met Seokjin the first time. He came by yesterday evening.”
“Did he… Was he nice? Jin didn’t say anything…”
“He was cautious,” she said. “But he’s giving him a chance. I hope they will become friends.”
Taehyung nodded. “I hope.” He went into the kitchen, taking a seat next to Jin.
“So, Seokjin,” she said as she sat across from them. They began to eat, sharing from the large skillet. “How long will you be here?”
“I’m not sure,” Jin said. He glanced at Taehyung. “I’m traveling right now, just finding a place I want to settle.”
“Well, I hope you’ll consider staying for a few days at least. Where are you staying the night?”
“A nearby hotel,” Jin said.
“Nonsense - Why don’t you stay here? You can borrow Taehyung’s old room.”
“Ah, I couldn’t— Your husband might…”
“He’s right,” Taehyung said quickly. “Give Dad a chance to get to know him without feeling imposed. Why don’t you stay with me while you’re in town, Jin?”
“Do you have room?” His mother asked.
“Yeah, I have a guest bed. And it would give us a chance to get to know each other better.”
Jin smirked behind his hand. He nodded.
“I think that would be acceptable. And your Mom said you live close, so I could visit easily while you work or during the day.”
Taehyung nodded eagerly. “Yes, of course. I would like that. Get a chance to learn more about my brother. I’ve always wanted a brother, you know? Felt like I should have had one. Maybe it was fate telling me something.”
Jin smiled. “My father tried to keep everything about your family secret, as he’d promised your mother, but… I was a rather… Stubborn child and learned the truth.”
“When did you find out about us?” She asked.
“I was about…” Jin hesitated. Taehyung knew he was calculating his age, but he hid it well in the mask of casual thought. “I’d say about fourteen,” he finally said. “I learned about you, your name, and looked into you. I saw that you’d had another son and his name. I brought it to my father, asking to go visit, but he denied my wish. He said you gave me him out of kindness for life, and I should respect your wishes. I tried to… Which is why I didn’t come right away when I turned eighteen. But I couldn’t… I was too curious. So when I got a chance to visit the city again, I knew I needed to find you and meet you and my brother.”
“I am honestly very glad you did,” she said. “I have long wondered how you turned out, and felt guilty for my decision even though I know it was the correct one. I’m happy that you’ve developed into a very kind man.”
Jin smiled brightly at that, nodding.
The three continued breakfast and then retired to the living room, sharing bits about their lives and answering questions. Taehyung knew much of what Jin was saying was a stretching of the truth, but found it fascinating nonetheless. The longer he sat with Jin, talking to him and learning about him, the more attractive he found him. Not only as an intimate partner, but just as someone he wanted so desperately to have in his life long term.
The day passed far too quickly, and all too soon the front door opened. Taehyung looked up, grinning. “Dad!” He rose and hugged him tightly.
“Ah, Taehyung – a lovely surprise.” He glanced over Taehyung’s shoulder. “Ah… You’ve met your new sibling then.”
“Yes, I have.” Taehyung stepped back, looking at his father. “I like him a lot,” he said softly but firmly, letting him know where he stood. His father nodded.
“I am glad to hear that. I have some work to do before dinner… Will you both be staying?” He looked over at Jin.
Jin paused, glancing at Taehyung then at their mother.
“Of course you both will. It’s rare that I can get Taehyung to stay this long,” she said, laughing. “Seokjin will be staying with Taehyung while he’s in the city, so he doesn’t need to sleep in a hotel or stay here.”
“Excellent.” His father nodded. “I think that makes sense… Let them… Get used to each other. I’ll be in my study, alright?”
“We’ll call you for dinner.” Taehyung stepped back, letting his father move past him into the study.
Their mother sighed. “Well, it’s not a cold welcome, at least.”
“It’ll take him time,” Jin said, reaching out and patting her hand. “I know this is a lot for him. You said he knew about me, but seeing me come back… He didn’t even consider it, probably. I’m more than happy to put in the time it takes to get him used to the idea of me.”
“You are such a good, patient man,” she said, squeezing Jin’s hand. “Your father certainly did a splendid job raising you. And without a mother too.”
“Yes, my father never took a wife. His work kept him busy.” Jin smiled softly. “But he did what he could. I’ve always had a sensitive spot in my humanity.”
“Sensitive is good,” Taehyung agreed, sitting back down next to Jin. “It’s a very attractive quality.”
“Speaking of attractive!” Their mother clapped her hands together. “I haven’t asked. Are you dating? Married?”
“Oh, no no –” Jin laughed as he spoke. “I’ve dated in the past, but not currently. I’m very happy with where I am in life, and have zero urge to bring a partner into it.”
Though it shouldn’t have, Jin’s words stung Taehyung in a surprising way. Of course a relationship wouldn’t have been possible for so many reasons… But the way Jin put it so bluntly. He grimaced a little.
“Oh, Taehyung is the same way. At this rate I’ll never get grandchildren,” their mother joked.
“Mom,” Taehyung groaned, and Jin laughed.
“No partner for you then either, Tae?”
“No, I’m not… Dating material.”
“That’s a lie, Mister. You just don’t put yourself out there,” their mother argued.
“You are a handsome guy,” Jin agreed, and Taehyung felt his cheeks burn. “I’m sure someone would die to have your hand.”
Taehyung rolled his eyes, smiling softly. “Yeah well, same goes for you,” he mumbled, hoping his blush wasn’t too obvious.
Their mother rose, heading into the kitchen to prepare dinner. Jin turned to face Taehyung more easily.
“You’re gay,” he whispered.
Taehyung nodded. “I haven’t had the heart to tell them yet. It’ll make them so sad when they realize that I won’t give them grandchildren.”
“You don’t want to? Or you can’t because of being gay.”
“It’s hard to get a surrogate as a gay man here. And adoption is an option, overseas, maybe, but… It’s still difficult. It’s a lot more stress than they need. But hey.” He chuckled and nudged Jin. “You’re a literal sex demon. Surely you can give them a grandkid someday.”
“Oh, I…” Jin shook his head. “Very gay too.”
Taehyung’s brows furrowed. “Demons have sexualities like that?”
“Mostly yeah. We’re not specific like humans are – like… Same sex demons aren’t shunned or anything, we just exist. But yeah, I pretty much only go after the pretty guys.” He reached up, stroking his finger down Taehyung’s cheek.
Taehyung chuckled. “Lucky me.”
Jin smiled softly. “You’re wearing my pendant, by the way… I can feel it.”
“I didn’t want to lose it,” Taehyung said, pulling it out of his shirt. Jin nodded.
“Thank you for caring for it. It’s very important.”
“Is this really all your powers? Without this you’d just be…”
“As human as they come.”
“Can all demons do this?”
Jin nodded. “Yes, most of them can’t do it quite as effectively as I can, but because I’m half human, it’s quite simple for me.”
“I should give this back to you. Now that we know.”
“No… You keep it until our planned date.”
Taehyung nodded. He tucked it back into his shirt.
“So, tell me… What does my handsome younger brother do for a living?” Jin asked, squeezing Taehyung’s thigh.
Taehyung smiled, relaxing at his touch. The two talked peacefully, a sharing of information and learning about one another. Jin was candid about his life in Hell and answered all of Taehyung’s questions, and had a hundred of his own about life on earth.
When dinner came, the tension in the air heightened, but not exponentially. Taehyung worked to keep conversation flowing between his father and them, and Jin even had his father chuckling a few times, despite his best efforts to hide it. It wasn’t until the sky had fully darkened and the air had begun to cool off, that Taehyung clapped his hands on his knees.
“Today has been great,” he said. “I really should get home though… You still staying with me tonight?” He looked to Jin, who nodded.
“If the offer is still open.”
“Of course.” Taehyung rose and hugged his father, and then his mother.
“Come back sooner, okay?” She asked.
“I’ll try.” Jin rose and offered his hand to Taehyung’s father.
“I want to thank you for welcoming me into your home, sir. This is difficult… And you are an exemplary man for your patience.”
Taehyung’s father smiled softly, squeezing his hand. “My wife and son already adore you. Being cold would do nothing but push them away as well. I don’t know about you yet, but I appreciate your kindness and your attitude. You seem like a good man.”
“Thank you.” Jin bowed. “I look forward to… A good friendship, I hope,” he said.
“Perhaps.”
When Jin let go of his hand, their mother turned him, cupping his face with her hands. “You look so much like your father… But I can see a little of me there. My father, actually. Thank you for coming to us, Seokjin.”
Jin smiled, holding her wrists. “Thank you for welcoming me, and introducing me to my brother. I’ll come by tomorrow and we can talk some more, okay?”
“I would really like that.” She pulled Jin into a hug, rubbing his back gently. She let him go and looked to Taehyung. “Don’t stay up too late tonight, boys.”
Taehyung laughed, rubbing his neck. “Mom… We’re almost thirty,” he mumbled.
“And you still stay up far too late playing video games, don’t try to tell me you don’t.”
Taehyung grinned wider, turning a little sheepish.
“Don’t worry,” Jin said. “I’ll make sure to get him tucked into bed on time,” he said, looking back at Taehyung. Though his words were playful, the glint in his eye was anything but, and Taehyung’s stomach knotted in all sorts of pleasurable knots. He swallowed down the lump in his throat and backed up to the door, pulling his shoes on. “See you soon, Mom. Love you both.”
Jin followed him, heading outside and over to the parking area.
“You’re blushing, I can feel you glowing,” Jin teased.
“You were teasing.”
“No… I was promising.” When they got around the building, Jin grabbed Taehyung’s ass and squeezed. “I will get you into bed right away, if I have my way,” he growled.
Taehyung’s knees nearly gave out. He reached back and grabbed Jin’s wrist in a tight grip. “You’re gonna get us in trouble,” he hissed without much aggression. Jin smirked.
“Do you want to know a few things about demons that don’t go away when we hide our powers?”
He climbed into Taehyung’s car when Taehyung unlocked it. When Taehyung entered, Jin reached over and grabbed his wrist. “One gift we continue to have… Is that we can smell when someone is turned on.” He lifted Taehyung’s wrist to his nose, inhaling before pressing his warm lips to his pulse point. “And you’ve been radiating a low level of arousal for hours. You’re desperate. It keeps spiking… I know exactly how to take you apart, Taehyung… And we haven’t even kissed.”
The air in the car was hot. Thick, would have been a better word, as Taehyung struggled to breathe. Jin met his gaze, his eyes entirely black. “You’ve been dying to get fucked for hours, haven’t you?”
“Yes—” Taehyung panted, not even bothering to hide it.
“Best get us home then… That bed of yours looks so… Comfortable.”
Taehyung pulled his wrist from Jin’s grip and turned over the engine. He would have been lying if he had said his driving that night was safe, but they managed to make it back to his apartment building in one piece.
“Did you need to check out from that hotel?” Taehyung asked as they headed up to his apartment.
“Oh no, that was a lie. I don’t actually need to sleep anywhere.”
Taehyung chuckled. “Do demons not sleep?”
“We can, I rather enjoy it. But it’s not vital for our survival like it is for humans.”
Taehyung slipped his shoes off, flicking on the living room light.
“Well, in that case, I won’t go through the effort of setting up the rollaway bed.”
“No need anyways,” Jin stepped up behind Taehyung, wrapping his arms around his middle. He nuzzled the smooth skin behind his ear. “I’d prefer to sleep in your bed.”
Taehyung laughed and pulled out of Jin’s grip. He tugged him toward the bedroom. Once there, Taehyung turned, pushing Jin against the wall, he went in for a kiss, hesitating only centimeters from Jin’s mouth. Their gazes met and Jin smiled.
“We don’t have to,” he whispered, his breath warm on Taehyung’s face.
“No, I… I want to. It’s just… This is so…”
“Taboo. I know.”
Taehyung shook his head. “It’s not even that. I’m sure it is part of it, a little. But… It’s something else.”
“What is it?” Jin set his hands on Taehyung’s elbows. He backed up, frowning.
“I don’t know. I want this. God, I do… But I’m…” He laughed a little as it clicked. “I’m scared.”
“Scared?” Jin clarified. Taehyung nodded. “Of what?” Jin pushed.
“I don’t know… Maybe of losing my virginity? Or… Of having sex with a demon? I… I’m not sure.”
“Well, let’s sit and talk a bit instead,” Jin said. He leaned forward, pressing a kiss to Taehyung’s cheek. “I don’t want to push you into anything you’re unsure of. Maybe talking will help clear up some of the fears.”
Taehyung smiled softly and nodded. “You’re so sweet,” he whispered. He let Jin guide him over to the bed and they both sat on it cross-legged, facing each other. “You mentioned maybe being scared of being intimate with a demon,” Jin began. “Do you have any questions, or anything you aren’t clear on?”
“How different is it? From sex with a human?”
“Not very, in broad strokes. Penetration and actions are still the same. I come a lot more than the average human male, and I can remain erect after my initial orgasm. Because you’re a virgin I can pretty much guarantee it. My semen is also far warmer. It won’t hurt you or anything, but you’ll definitely feel it.”
Taehyung nodded. “You said your dick was different too…”
“Yes. It swells a bit while I’m coming. Sort of… Animal like? I guess? But it doesn’t remain tied to a person or anything, and it doesn’t swell to the point of pain.”
Taehyung nodded. “And… You’re a lust demon… So, what happens when you have sex with a human? The stories are all so different about what demons like you actually do to a human when you have sex with them.”
“We don’t share many of our secrets. For safety reasons.”
Taehyung nodded, lowering his gaze. “I understand, of course. Demon’s feeding habits getting out can cause a lot of trouble.”
“They can,” Jin agreed. “So if I tell you anything about this, you must keep quiet, okay?”
Taehyung looked back up. “Of course,” he said.
“It’s a lie that we hurt those we have sex with. What we feed off of is sexual energy that is release during pleasure anyways. The only thing different is we absorb it rather than it dissipating. Different acts give different levels and amounts of sexual energy. It needn’t be given consensually, I will admit… But it must be pleasure. We can’t feed on pain and fear.”
“Which is why, in the old times, incubi and succubi would feed off sleeping people, right?”
“Exactly. It wasn’t quite… Ethical, but it allowed us to give them pleasure and not worry about them being scared of us or accidentally hurting them. To them it was only a dream.”
Taehyung nodded in understanding.
“Virgins in particular are very full of sexual energy. Though you release a bit with solo masturbation, or even with a partner orally or through mutual masturbation… That initial penetration is… God it’s so much. One virgin’s pleasure can sustain a demon for centuries in hell.”
“Which is why you’re so excited about the prospect of fucking me.”
“No. I’m excited about the prospect of fucking you because you’re beautiful and smart and funny… And I like you. I want to make you feel good, genuinely. Being able to consume that pleasure is simply a delightful bonus.”
Taehyung’s mouth curved into a smile. “That makes me feel good.”
“Virgins do experience intense emotions when they have sex with one of our kind. I can’t say for certain what you’ll experience, all of them are different… But it’s a common side effect.”
“Will it hurt?”
“Not at all. It might be overwhelming and a little scary – but I’ll be right there with you. I won’t let anything happen to you.”
Is it…” Taehyung felt his cheeks warming a little. He bit his lip. “Is it big?” He asked softly.
“My dick?”
Taehyung smiled shyly and nodded.
“It’s… Not small,” Jin said, shrugging. “Compared to other sex demons, it’s a little below average. That’s the human in me. Compared to other humans… You won’t be disappointed.”
Taehyung took a deep breath. “I’ve never used more than a few fingers.”
“It won’t hurt at all with me,” Jin said, shaking his head. “Another bonus to sex with a demon who survives on sex… I know exactly how to make you feel nothing but euphoria. And I have the magic to help.”
“Oh! Your magic…” Taehyung pulled off the necklace and handed it back to Jin. “You’ll want this when we have sex, won’t you?”
“I will need it,” Jin agreed. He took the pendant and held it a moment. “Shall I give you a moment alone to decide? If you want to continue?”
“I do,” Taehyung answered instantly. He rose from the bed and tugged his shirt off. “I was scared, and I still sort of am… But you shared so openly with me, and I trust you. I know you’ll take care of me.”
“I won’t hurt you, Taehyung.”
Taehyung nodded. He touched the button of his jeans, meeting Jin’s gaze. “Can I ask a favor?”
“Of course.”
“Your eyes… Will you… Keep them black? And… Keep your tail out?”
Jin smirked. “My pleasure. You certainly have a blasphemous streak, don’t you?” Jin rose. He put on the pendant. The air seemed to waver around him, glowing and shifting in shades of red. Taehyung gasped.
When the air cleared, Jin was standing in front of him, completely nude once more, his dark tail curved behind him. In the light, Taehyung could see his body far more clearly, the curves of his muscles, the thick, smooth girth of his cock. His mouth dried up instantly, despite the urge he felt to sink to his knees.
“Did you forget humans need air?” Jin teased.
Taehyung’s breath left in a rush then, and he met Jin’s gaze. “I—”
“Look like you’re about to pass out.”
Taehyung laughed, still breathless, his hands wavering at his jeans button.
“We don’t need to…” Jin reminded him once more.
Taehyung said nothing. Instead, he smiled. He stepped forward to Jin and set his hands on his hips. Their mouths were once again just centimeters apart. Jin leaned forward, but Taehyung moved back, laughing a little. He lowered himself to his knees, looking up at Jin. Despite the visible shaking in his hands, Taehyung reached out, curling his long, slender fingers around Jin’s cock. He began to stroke it, gently, wetting his lips as he felt it begin to swell and stiffen in his grip. It grew a bit as it reached full stiffness, the slit at the tip beginning to well with clear liquid. Taehyung opened his mouth, leaning forward. He hesitated, looking back up at Jin.
Jin nodded. “You can do whatever feels right,” he whispered. He stroked Taehyung’s shaggy hair back. “You want it, don’t you?”
Taehyung nodded, his eyes growing a little wider.
“Then go ahead. Taste my cock, baby.”
Taehyung whimpered softly. He let his head move forward, wrapping his lips around the plump, silken head of Jin’s cock. The warmth was immediately noticeable, far more than his own body. His cheeks heated up immediately in response, and in response to the way his mouth stretched to encompass Jin’s swollen tip. He flicked his tongue over the slit, surprised at the rich, salty flavor, and the delightful heat of it.
Jin moaned above him, one hand going to the back of his head. Taehyung began to bob his head along the shaft, stroking what he couldn’t fit in his mouth. He let his mouth hang open every little bit, using his tongue to lick and swirl around Jin’s cock before swallowing wetly. Jin’s response to the obscene noises was delightful; his beautiful moans and the throb of his cock against Taehyung’s tongue.
He reached down, unbuttoning his jeans. He pulled his cock free and began to stroke it as he sucked Jin off, letting his eyes slip shut. He was sucking his first cock… A demon’s cock no less… His own brother’s cock.
Taehyung’s cock throbbed in his hand in response to the train of thought. He pulled back, letting Jin slip from his mouth with a wet pop. He let his tongue hang out of his mouth a bit, looking up at Jin.
“Taste good?” Jin teased, stroking his hair.
Taehyung nodded. “Wanna fuck me, big brother?” He whispered, testing his own theory. His stomach immediately twisted as he spoke the words. Jin’s cock twitched visibly, and his eyes fluttered shut.
“Jesus Christ, Taehyung.”
“Is that a yes?” Taehyung rose, his knees aching from behind on the floor. He rubbed the tip of his cock gently over Jin’s, whining softly. “Do you wanna feel how tight you brother’s virgin ass really is? Never more than a few fingers… Certainly never a big… Thick… Cock…” He began to stroke Jin as he spoke.
Jin moaned brokenly. He grabbed Taehyung’s ass and pulled him close, forcing their cocks to rub together. Taehyung gasped and grinned. “You like it, you pervert,” he whispered. “Incest might be no biggie in Hell, but you’re so fucking hot over the idea, aren’t you?”
Jin smirked. “Well, I won’t deny. There is a certain…” He wet his lips and smacked them. “Delicious seasoning to sexual energy that’s given while sinning. None of that silly adultery or premarital sex, that’s salt and pepper. But a true blasphemy… Now that is the stuff.”
“And a human being fucked for the first time by his elder brother?” Taehyung asked, dancing his fingers along the top of Jin’s tail.
“Like a bowl of the finest caviar after the most delicious waygu.”
“Well… I guess I better make sure I sin a whole lot while you’re pounding my ass then, shouldn’t I? Wanna make sure my big brother is well fed while he’s staying with me, don’t I?”
Jin groaned. He squeezed Taehyung’s ass.
“Kiss me,” he whispered.
“No… Touch me first,” Taehyung responded. He backed up and bent over the bed, jutting his ass out. “Like this? Or maybe you want me on all fours… Or up against my wall?”
Jin growled, baring his teeth. “I suggest that you get those pants off before I rip them off of you.”
Taehyung grinned. He obeyed, wiggling out of his pants and kicking them and his boxers aside. He crawled onto the bed on his hands and knees, spreading his thighs wide and laying his shoulders to the mattress. He reached back, spreading his ass open. He heard Jin swear, then felt a firm hand land on his ass. Jin’s tongue slid over his exposed hole a few times, light enough to tickle, before he set to work. Tongue and fingers, Jin was working Taehyung’s ass open in a way he’d never experienced. His eyes fluttered shut. He could hear himself moaning and crying out, begging Jin to keep going, more, stay the same, stop, deeper, harder, faster. His cock was leaking between his quivering thighs, Jin’s tongue and fingers edging him perfectly.
After what felt like ages, Taehyung’s arms began to shake. Jin grabbed his ass, holding it open himself as he drove his tongue into the gape he’d created. A little longer, and Taehyung’s legs gave out. He sprawled onto the bed, still moaning into the mattress. Jin followed him down, still fucking him with his tongue and fingers. Taehyung sobbed brokenly, reaching back and running his fingers through Jin’s shaggy black hair. He glanced toward his desk, heart jumping into his throat. Forty five minutes. It’d been forty five minutes since they started this. Taehyung’s eyes rolled back and he moaned, his voice raspy and dry.
Finally, Jin moved back, crawling up Taehyung’s body. “You’re ready,” he rumbled.
Taehyung whimpered. He touched his hole, surprised to find it wet and gaped, as if he’d been fucked already. “Jin—“
“I just got you ready. Now you can take my cock all the way without any pain.”
Taehyung whined. “‘M thirsty,” he whispered.
Jin waved his hand. Taehyung’s eyes widened when a bottle of water appeared, condensation immediately appearing from the heat of the room. Jin let Taehyung rise and roll over, grabbing the bottle. He chugged half of it, moaning both from the cool delight, and because Jin had begun to stroke his cock.
“Now, may I kiss you?” Jin asked, a teasing lilt in his voice when Taehyung set the water down.
“Yes,” Taehyung said. He set his hand on Jin’s chest when he moved forward, stopping him. “And then,” he said, smirking. “You’re gonna slide your cock into your little brother’s ass and ruin me for any other man.”
Jin moaned softly. “Oh I will,” he whispered, dipping two fingers into Taehyung’s hole easily. “I’ll make sure no cock feels as good as mine does. Make sure you keep coming back again and again, begging for big brother to pleasure your cute little butt.” He withdrew his fingers and rolled over, pushing Taehyung’s thighs open to settle between them.
Taehyung let his hand fall from Jin’s chest. Their lips met for the first time, tentative at first. But they eased into it, slowly deepening the kiss, sharing little breaths, tongues cautiously darting out to touch one another’s lips. As Jin’s cock rubbed on Taehyung’s belly the kiss deepened into something far more lustful, little grunts and moans punctuating the air.
Taehyung pulled back, sliding down into a lying position. Jin grabbed a pillow, angling his hips up.
“Shouldn’t I go to sleep?” Taehyung teased, reaching down and stroking Jin’s cock slowly. “Let you use me how all the stories go?”
“No fucking way. I wanna look into your eyes when my cock slides into your tight little ass.”
Taehyung moaned, his eyes fluttering shut. He bit his lip. “Please—“
“No no, you get to look at me,” Jin demanded, stroking Taehyung’s prostate. “I want to make sure you’re seeing your brother taking your virginity.”
Taehyung smirked. “Pervert,” he teased. “So turned on at the thought of violating your brother.”
“You bet I am. And it’s gonna turn me on even more when you’re screaming my name while I fuck you.”
He pushing Taehyung’s thighs open more. “Lube?”
Taehyung grabbed it from his nightstand and passed it to Jin. He added some to Taehyung’s hole and his own cock.
“Also… Have you considered double penetration?” Jin asked casually, stroking his slick cock.
Taehyung laughed. “Why? Got a demon buddy who you wanna have over to use me too?”
“No!” Jin snarled as he spoke. “Your body is not for anyone else.”
Taehyung shivered, his cock throbbing at Jin’s tone. “Then…”
“My tail. It’s a sexual device too, you know…”
Taehyung’s eyes widened. “Really?”
Jin nodded. “So if you want it during this… Just tell me.”
Taehyung nodded, his heart skipping a beat at the idea.
Jin lined his cock up. “Ready?”
“Ready.” Taehyung adjusted his hips on the pillow. Jin laid over him, one hand beside his head, the other on his cock as he guided it into Taehyung’s hole for the first time.
Taehyung forced himself to keep his eyes open, his mouth open in a silent shout as the warm, blunt cock head pushed past his clenching rim. Jin’s eyes flipped to black, remind Taehyung just who - and what - was sinking into his most intimate part. He moaned brokenly, wrapping his legs around Jin’s slim waist.
“Oh fuck,” Jin huffed when his balls pressed against Taehyung’s ass. “Fuck - You were made for this, Tae,” he panted. “Your ass is perfect for my cock.”
Taehyung laughed breathlessly. “Is that so?” He panted. “Does that mean double penetration is off the table?”
“No! God, no…. I wanna watch your pretty little butt gape. It’s still on the table.”
Taehyung smirked. He leaned up, pressing a kiss to Jin’s soft mouth. “Better start then,” he whispered. “You’ll need to loosen up my ass before you can slide this monster into me.” He reached back sliding his hand over Jin’s tail where it connected to his ass. Jin groaned.
“Say it again,” he huffed, twisting his hips. Taehyung sighed in pleasure.
“I said… Fuck my asshole until I gape. Show me what it means to have a sex demon as my big brother.”
Jin muttered something in a demonic language. It sounded something like a swear. He leaned up on his knees and grabbed Taehyung’s legs, shoving them over his shoulders. His large hands wrapped around Taehyung’s hips and he began to thrust, dragging Taehyung’s body onto his cock at the same time. His movements were hard and fast, forcing Taehyung’s hole to open more.
Taehyung arched off the bed, screaming until his voice broke. His cock throbbed, the surprise of his orgasm almost as overwhelming as the orgasm itself. His cock twitched, shooting ropes of come onto his stomach. Jin’s thrusts didn’t waver for a second. He continued to fuck Taehyung’s ass, milking him through his orgasm. His cock felt impossibly thick as it drove deep into Taehyung. The heat was intense, both from his cock and his body. Taehyung could see his tail flicking back and forth, almost like a cat’s. His vision began to blur.
“Jin—“ He whined, grabbing Jin’s wrists.
“I got you. This is normal,” Jin panted. “Does it hurt?”
“No— God no, too— Too much pleasure—“ Taehyung gasped as he spoke.
“It’s okay. It’s just your energy. It’ll calm as I absorb it. Just let it happen.” Jin’s voice was soothing despite the strained edge to it. Comforting, really - Taehyung thought as Jin edged his hypersensitive body toward another orgasm - that he could be pleasurable to a sex demon.
Jin’s cock seemed to swell inside of him, forcing his hole open just a bit wider, filling his channel a tiny bit more. He gasped, fisting the bed.
“Jin— Oh God—“
“No God here,” Jin panted. “You’re willingly being violated by a demon…” He leaned over, nearly bending Taehyung in two. “Your own brother, what a sinful desire,” he growled. “And you’re about to let that demonic flesh and blood fill you… Release his evil, hellish, blasphemous come deep into your tight, untouched little ass.” He kissed Taehyung’s neck. “Say it,” Jin demanded. “Tell me what you want… Give me your consent if you want this…”
Taehyung’s eyes rolled back, his body shuddering in Jin’s grip. “I want it,” Taehyung cried. It sounded like he was begging, and he very well may have been. He grabbed Jin’s ass, squeezing as Jin pounded into him. “I want it, please— Please, Jin… Come deep in me.” He nuzzled Jin’s neck, nipping his earlobe. “Give your little brother his first creampie. I want it so bad.”
Jin’s cock continued to swell. He snarled and shuddered at Taehyung’s pleading.
An intense heat filled Taehyung’s ass and lower belly, pressure increasing with each throb of Jin’s balls against his ass. Come. Taehyung gasped when he realized. Jin was coming inside him. His head fell back and be screamed Jin’s name, moving his hands up to hold his shoulders as he was filled for the first time.
Jin’s cock seemed to shrink back to its normal size as the throbs decreased, but he remained hard. He began to thrust again, moaning happily.
“Your tail,” Taehyung gasped. “Fuck me with your tail.”
Jin smirked. “As you wish… Lemme know if you can’t handle it.” He let Taehyung’s legs down, pushing them wider. Carefully he pulled his cock out, an obscene wet noise following. Come dribbled from Taehyung’s used hole, but immediately Jin’s tail moved between his own thighs, nudging Taehyung’s ass before driving in. The push was far more intense, the taper of Jin’s tail gaping Taehyung’s ass wider as he pushed deeper.
His back arched and he moaned. He grabbed for his cock, another orgasm right on the edge, but Jin grabbed his wrist.
“No. That’s my job. You just moan for me.”
Taehyung laughed breathlessly. “Well that’s an easy job considering— Oh!” He shuddered when Jin’s tail slid deeper, gaping him wider than before.
“That’s it.” Jin dragged his hand down, letting him feel the delicate skin of his asshole, gaped wide around Jin’s thick, muscular tail.
“I’ll give you a choice,” Jin whispered, leaning over Taehyung as he fucked him with the first eight inches of his tail. “I have to change my tail’s shape so I can get my cock in without hurting you.”
“You can do that?” Taehyung gasped.
Jin chuckled and nodded. “Now, I can make it more cock shaped… Or I can leave it like this but thinner.”
“Cock—“ Taehyung answered immediately. “I wanna feel like you’ve got two cocks up my ass.”
“Dirty,” Jin teased. He pulled his tail free and pushed his cock back in, come bubbling out around it.
Taehyung watched with wide eyes as his tail shifted in front of him. The main part of the tail thinned and evened down about six inches. The very tip swelled and became more pointy; far sharper than a human cock, but blunt enough that it didn’t look painful. It moved down, bumping his already full hole.
“Breathe,” Jin said. He began to push his tail in next to his cock, thrusting gently to guide it. His come eased the way, allowing it to slip in.
Taehyung struggled to keep breathing as his ass opened to take the second penetration. He reached down, whining softly at the feel of both inside him.
Jin began to move again; each cock in opposite directions. It kept him stuffed full and his prostate constantly being stimulated. Taehyung’s toes curled. He threw his head back in a silent scream, eyes going a little crossed as Jin fucked a second orgasm from him. His cock spurted over his chest, a streak hitting him in the cheek with the force of it. He screamed Jin’s name when he was able to get his voice back, digging his short nails into Jin’s shoulders.
“That’s it,” Jin panted. “Come on, baby. You’re so close.”
“Please,” Taehyung sobbed, vision blurring with tears.
“I know. It’s intense,” Jin kissed his cheek gently, licking up the streak of come. “But you’re so close. Just one more, one more and you’ll release it all.”
Taehyung wanted to ask what he meant, but his throat was dry, unwilling to work.
“Let me take you there,” Jin whispered, “please.”
Taehyung whined and nodded, wrapping his arms tightly around Jin’s shoulders.
“Let it all out,” Jin whispered.
The speed of his thrusts seemed to increase, his cock beginning to swell once more. His tail kept pace without trouble, keeping Taehyung gaped and overstimulated. His cock was dribbling come, still achingly hard. Despite the borderline pain in his balls from his orgasms, Taehyung could feel something forming in the pit of his stomach. A wave of emotion washed over him and he sobbed brokenly into Jin’s shoulders, shuddering.
Jin held him as he cried, pressing comforting kisses to his cheek and ear and temple. As the tears faded, other emotions began washing over Taehyung, too quickly to name them, but all as intense as the one before it. He shuddered, his body writhing under Jin. Each thrust seemed to drag out another emotion, and each time Jin’s cock seemed to swell. He knew he could stop Jin if he wanted… But that was the last thing on his mind.
He felt Jin’s tail slip from his hole, but Jin’s cock was thick enough by this point to make up for the difference, feeling like a sort of bulbous end was forming near his balls.
“Almost there,” Jin whispered, though he sounded a million miles away. “Stay with me, Taehyung. Let it finish.”
Taehyung nodded, scratching down Jin’s back. One more thrust, one more emotion—
Taehyung’s head flew back into the pillow, a shout erupting from his chest. Sparks seemed to ignite behind his closed eyelids. His cock was pouring come onto his belly and chest, intense gushes of euphoric pleasure. He felt Jin’s cock catch on his obscenely stretched rim. The heat from Jin’s come came on suddenly, intensifying his orgasm. His lower belly felt heavy and full as Jin groaned above him, shuddering.
Taehyung’s entire body was quivering, shuddering hard like he’d been outside in winter with no coat. His vision was fading as he struggled to look around, a terrifying, hollow feeling surrounding him as his orgasm faded slowly.
“Jin!” He cried desperately.
“I got you,” Jin panted. “I’ll be right here, baby brother. You’re safe with me, Tae.”
Taehyung sobbed Jin’s name once more as he fell into the darkness of unconscious.
When Taehyung’s eyes opened, Jin was sitting next to him, gently wiping his body down with a cool, damp cloth. He looked up, his eyes back to a human color, and smiled. “Hey.”
“Hey,” Taehyung rasped. He looked over at the clock, gasping. “Holy fuck, I was unconscious that long?” He cried.
“What do you mean? You were only asleep for about ten minutes.”
“But—It’s been nearly four hours since we started… I know you did oral for a long time but…”
“Yeah, no,” Jin chuckled. “We had sex for that long.”
“I didn’t even know that was possible.” Taehyung laughed, flopping his head back down. “Holy shit.”
“Satisfying for a first time then?” Jin teased. He laid next to Taehyung, setting his hand on his stomach.
“Very,” Taehyung agreed. He twined their fingers, leaning into Jin. “It was amazing.”
The two laid in a comfortable silence for a while. Taehyung finally sighed softly. “Can I confess something?” He whispered.
“Mm.”
“I don’t want you to go back.”
Taehyung felt Jin smile into his hair. “I don’t want to go back either,” he admitted, shifting to rest his chin on top of Taehyung’s head. “I like it here. I loved meeting my mother, and you… This life feels so… Nice.”
“Do you have to?”
“Only if I’m sent back.”
“What about feeding?” Taehyung worried. “Will just using my body be enough? Will you need to…”
“Sleep around?” Jin asked, chuckling. “No. I won’t. I honestly don’t even need sexual energy all that often. My human side can remain nourished from regular old food… Weekly, maybe even less if the sex is intense.”
“So if I can provide that… You’d… Maybe… Stay with me?”
Jin shifted, meeting Taehyung’s gaze. “Tae… Are you asking what I think you are?”
Taehyung sighed. “I am. Look, I… I know you said at Mom’s that you weren’t really looking for a steady relationship but… I really like you.”
“I like you too, Taehyung. I do, and I want… To continue whatever this is. But we can’t be a couple. Not in the traditional way.”
“No, I know, of course not. Our Mom would lose her mind. But… Privately… Like now… We can be… More.”
“Would you be alright with that? Hiding this?”
Taehyung nodded. “I’m good at keeping secrets. And we’d still be close, still be able to go out and have fun and hang out, and touching or joking or being close would be accepted, because of being brothers. And then in private…” He slid his hand down Jin’s chest. “We could do other things.”
Jin smiled softly. “I would like that,” he admitted. “But if it ever gets too hard… Please let me know. We’ll figure something out.”
Taehyung nodded. “Okay. Do you have a last name?”
“No… I should use one though, shouldn’t I?”
Taehyung nodded. “You’ll need one to get a job, and an ID.”
“I don’t need to work. The great thing about being a demon.” He waved his hand, and a small stack of bills appeared on the nightstand. “Infinite money.”
Taehyung’s eyes bulged. “Is that real?” He asked, picking up one and holding it up.”
“I assure you, it’s very real. You’d be amazed how much money is floating out their just… Unclaimed. We simply use it, and re-distribute it into human society while we’re up here. So, if you want to quit your job… Let me know. I’ll take care of you.”
Taehyung grinned and shook his head. “I’m grateful for the offer… But I like my job. I may make you indulge me here and there though,” he joked.
“Happily.” Jin leaned forward, pressing a kiss to Taehyung’s jaw. “You should rest… You’ll be quite tired tomorrow after today’s activities.”
“I want to stay up and talk with you,” Taehyung complained. Jin laughed, nosing along his jawline.
“I’ll be here when you wake up. We’ll have breakfast together and spent time talking before you go to work.”
Taehyung smiled softly. “Okay… Sleep with me tonight?”
“Of course… Kiss me again?” Jin asked in return. Taehyung’s smile widened into a grin and he nodded. Their lips met in a gentle kiss.
Taehyung had always been aware that he wasn’t normal. A little bit odd, a little bit outcast, just a little off. But now, all those ill-fitting pieces seemed to make sense, and slid right into place. He was simply missing his big brother.