#yaneul

               Lips like a flower petal’s moved slowly as they mouthed words unable to be spoken. The little demon was curled into the much larger man. ‘Yana’ they signed , tracing the letters with an index and thumb in the air. ‘are you ok?’ an quick flash of ‘O’ and ‘K’ before pointing at the other.  Their hands moved the right coming up before gradually moving over the left, a quick hop backward before a fist rose a single index finger pointed upwards. The movements where graceful this human technique of communicating something they had long since mastered.

The demon’s mouth opened a busted lip moving to scream a guttural groan of pain. Yana. Ai’s shaky hands moved to cling tighter to the pillow inhaling deeply, soothing himself with the smell of him.

Ai closed their eyes as soon as they felt the other began to thrust rhythmically, rocking back and forth as he carved his satisfaction into them. Unconsciously the devil tangled their fingers with the other’s, warm palm pressing against warm palm. Ai was fully exposed, wings, horns, ears, tail and claws extended in pleasure- silent moans lacing their lips. As Yana’s thrusting slowly began to pick up momentum, Ai breathing turned from consistent, full breaths into short and erratic ones. Taloned fingers wrapped ‘round the back of his lover’s head, pulling himself closer- deepening their connection as a kiss was placed on Yana’s cheek.