jingyu's usfw corner.

𝖏𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖞𝖚 𝖌𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘 𝖚𝖕 𝖆𝖙 𝖍𝖊𝖗. it's not clear in his expression whether he smiles or smirks at her from such a position, but to find her looking back at him with that look in her eyes . . . jingyu swore he could feel her hunger from there — except he actually could. their shared connection, their bond allowed for such. sometimes a curse, other times like now a reward of the best kind. one he didn't feel he deserved. his head turns lightly to press open-mouthed kisses to her inner thighs. instead of biting, as she probably expects of him knowing how much he enjoyed leaving such marks behind, jingyu opts to nip at her skin instead, wanting to leave behind a trail of all shades of red, blue and purple known to mankind.

with an arm hooked around her thigh as he inches closer to her center, not wanting her to move, he shamelessly offers her clit a teasing blow. a surge of cool air to contrast with the heat radiating from her. he's satisfied when he notices goosebumps from such action, unbothered to hide the tug at the corners of his lips as his gaze falls on glistening folds. it takes self-restraint to not lean in and feast on her core like a starved animal. instead, jingyu chooses to head down a direction he is certain she's all too familiar with. ❛ look at how pretty you look dripping for me. ❜ he subtly praises, never failing to reminder her of how beautiful she was, as if he didn't worship her existence and body enough.

❛ if you move, at all, i'll stop. ❜ a promise he knows he won't be able to carry all the way through, but for long enough to watch, feel her tense under his touch. finally, jingyu leans in, tongue flattening as he swipes between slick folds. addictive. rumi was addictive in every sense of the word, even more so to him. the demon doesn't hide his satisfaction, humming as he leans in for more, lapping her clit.

as if it weren't enough, he reaches up to settle a hand on her lower stomach, eyes trained on her expression to see just what she enjoyed most, where to focus his attention, applying just a little pressure on her stomach, jingyu growls at the absence of him. he should've been right there, clearly bulged under his palm, making sure she was full, complete with him lodged so far in her cunt. later, for sure, because for now, he explores her entrance eagerly.