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Dan’s grip on the bowl of pomegranate seeds tightened. He inhaled a deep breath as he mustered up the courage to walk into the indoor pool where *he* was waiting. He bit his lip, nearly drawing blood. He closed his eyes and winced at the faint headache being brought on by the visions.
Dan has had episodes all throughout his life. Ethereal images would cross his mind followed by a sharp pain in his temple…and his heart. When he described this to a doctor, he was told they were just hallucinations caused by the severe migraines. However, something about that answer never felt right to him. They felt like waking dreams or distant memories.
Memories of piercing black eyes that glowed so intensely they almost looked blue. They were animalistic, like the eyes of an enraged wolf. Just remembering them made a strange feeling rise in his blush red chest. His cheeks warmed and his skin tingled, as if those eyes were beckoning his body to them. Those were the very same eyes he was bracing himself to confront then.
“I can hear you breathing, just come out already.”
His voice reverberated through the two story tall room, its echoes sending a rush of nerves throughout Dan’s body. He gulped and quietly stepped out of the safe haven behind the staircase and into his line of sight. The pitch black sky of Hades curtained the giant glass windows. Green hues of auroras reflected over the pool water.
His back was turned to Dan. His muscled arms stretched over the edge of the hot tub as he leaned back in his seat. Dan’s eyes traced over their ridges and valleys, some of them marred by the black ink of his tattoos. They flexed fluidly as he turned his head to look at Dan over his shoulder. The piercing look in his eyes stunned Dan in place. His feet felt frozen and his breath quickened. The black halter top tunic suddenly felt constricting. He seemed to notice his discomfort.
“What are you doing just standing there?” he scoffed, “come here.”
“Ah, y-yes, sir, sorry,” Dan pulled at the black fabric as he inched his way over to the Emperor of the underworld, Joo Jaekyung.
His pale skin warmed by the candlelight surrounding him. He watched as Dan shuffled his way to the edge of the water and kneeled beside him. He tried to contain his blush and looked away from the surface of the water, under which Jaekyung was stark naked.
“Why are you fumbling so much, it’s like I’m watching a deer walk for the first time,” he chided.
“Ah, it’s this dress, sir,” Dan explained, “I’m just used to my jeans, not this.”
Jaekyung smirked, “it’s the only clothing I had that would fit you. You could always just wear nothing at all like I do.” He chuckled when Dan’s face became nearly crimson at his words. “Humans. So prudish,” he leaned his head back and closed his eyes, “besides, you used to love wearing those pretty things all the time. I’d have the best fabrics in the world brought in to be tailored just for you. That’s why it fits you perfectly now.”
Ah, there it was again. Dan sighed at the emperor’s words. When he first woke up in the underworld, Jaekyung had been standing over him expectantly. Dan remembers how their eyes had met for what seemed to him to be the first time, but for Jaekyung it seemed more like a long awaited reunion. Even so, he didn’t overstep. He had explained to Dan why he brought him in, but would allow for his memories to come back on their own. It’s been months now and Jaekyoung seemed impatient, so he tried to remind him of their past together.
There was one evening when neither of them could sleep, so they had watched a movie instead.
“Sir, why are you so sure that it’s me?” Dan asked, “I mean I’m not a.. I’m a..”
“A man?” Jaekyung completed for him.
Dan blushed and nodded his head as he looked away.
“Pfft,” Jaekyung scoffed, “do I look like the type to be into women? Beautiful creatures that they are, they don’t interest me.”
Dan’s blush grew. He remembered their first night together. How painful it had been. How rough Jaekyung had been. In that moment, he wanted to be worlds away from him, yet his body called to him whenever he wasn’t near. Whenever they had sex, it felt as if Jaekyung was engulfing him in flames. Heat would spread throughout his skin. In some sick and twisted way, he craved his touch.
“B-but sir, it can’t be me,” Dan meekly argued, “I’m just a guy trying to get through life, I’m not a…god, like you.”
Jaekyung’s jaw clenched then. The grip he had on his crossed forearms tightened, but he didn’t say a word about it. Ever since that night, Dan’s visions had come in more vividly and more frequently. They became so intense that he couldn’t hold himself back anymore. He dipped his bare feet in the water as he tried to forget his embarrassing moment of weakness the night before.
He held the bowl of seeds out to Jaekyung, “here you are, sir.”
Jaekyung’s hand crept under the wet black fabric of his dress and caressed his calf.
“Feed them to me,” he said with a coy smile.
Dan could feel the heat on his cheeks spread to his collarbone, “oh, um, o-okay.”
Jaekyung’s hand didn’t leave Dan’s leg as he inched his way closer to him to receive the seeds with his mouth. Dan couldn’t look away as Jaekyung’s tongue poked out to catch the seeds from his fingers, licking them as he did so. He was suddenly aware of his lack of undergarments as he felt heat pooling towards his groin. Jaekyung’s cat-like eyes remained on his, making his heart flutter. Before Dan realized it, he was looking up at him from in between his legs. Dan turned away and squinted his eyes shut.
Jaekyung frowned and spoke against the pads of his fingers, “Kim Dan. Look at me.”
Dan took a deep breath and did as he was told. He gasped silently as Jaekyung slowly sucked in one of his digits into his mouth. His now crimson tongue lapped at his hand.
“Uh- um, sir, why are you-? Oh!” Dan nearly dropped the bowl in the water when Jaekyung lifted the skirt of his dress up to his thighs. His head moved down to Dan’s knee as he caressed it with his lips. His fingers traced the back of his calf until they reached his ankle. Dan’s eyes widened into saucers as Jaekyung pressed his toes against his hardened dick.
“I know you’ve been getting your memories back, Kim Dan,” he whispered against the skin of his thigh, “you can’t even stand to look at me anymore.”
A small whimper crawled up Dan’s throat, “n-no, I haven’t!”
“Liar,” Jaekyung pulled Dan into the water before he could protest. His sheer strength rendered Dan helpless as he nestled him into his lap. His long and thick cock poked at his lower back when Jaekyung wrapped his arms around him, holding Dan in place.
“W-wait!” in the blink of an eye, Jaekyung had ripped off his dress, exposing him completely.
“Haa, look at you,” Jaekyung grinned, “you’re already hard.”
Dan squinted his eyes shut so he only sensed Jaekyung reaching for the bowl behind him.
“Hey Kim Dan,” his husky voice called, “open your mouth.”
“Huh? Agh!”
Jaekyung’s thumb rubbed a pomegranate seed along the inside of his lower lip. An almost pained expression overtook his face as he concentrated on his task. Dan could feel his own chest rising and falling quickly at Jaekyung’s actions.
“Stick your tongue out,” he demanded.
Dan did as he said and let out a soft sigh as Jaekyung crushed the seed and painted his mouth crimson with its juice. Jaekyung quickly replaced his thumb with his own mouth as he sucked at Dan’s tongue.
“Mmm, mmph!”
Heat spread across Dan’s body as he listened to his own moans and cries. Jaekyung grabbed his chin and devoured his taste. His tongue traced over Dan’s and he couldn’t help but lick back. Hearing the wet noises of their mouths colliding with one another, made his cock twitch. Jaekyung noticed the movement beneath the surface. So he grabbed it.
“Ah! Wait!” Dan exclaimed, “please, don’t touch it!”
Jaekyung slowly stroked it as he spoke by Dan’s ear, “why not? You’ve been touching it while you think of me, haven’t you?”
“No! I haven’t!” Dan didn’t want to admit it. It was too embarrassing to say out loud.
“Quit lying,” Jaekyung’s voice rumbled. His other hand moved across his chest until he found one of his already perked nipples, “I can feel your body calling to me at night.” He trailed kisses down his nape. Dan’s hands gripped at the muscles on his arm, his nails digging into his flesh.
“Last night, it took everything in me not to teleport to your room when I heard you moaning my name,” he whispered across Dan’s supple skin, “tell me, were you touching yourself here?”
Dan’s breaths were coming in dangerously short. His whimpers and mewls bounced across the room. The feeling of Jaekyung’s calloused fingers pinching his chest while his other hand roughly pulled at his dick made his head spin. His mouth opened involuntarily and saliva began to pool in his mouth. Why was he like this? Since when did Jaekyung’s touch begin to feel so good?
“Answer me, Dan,” Jaekyung ordered as his hand picked up its pace, “where did you touch yourself?”
Dan’s heart felt like it would fly out of his chest. No doubt the skin on his collarbone and face were as crimson as the seeds that were now floating in the water. He leaned his head back onto Jaekyung’s shoulder and made the daring move of looking up at him. He didn’t realize how lewd his face must’ve been until he saw Jaekyung’s eyes melt into a tender scowl.
“Fuck,” Jaekyung grunted, “you’re so fucking beautiful.”
Dan didn’t have the chance to respond before Jaekyung’s mouth descended upon him once again. This time Dan felt like he couldn’t breathe. The heat became unbearable but his body desired more. Jaekyung was eating him alive as he melted in his arms. He scrunched his eyes shut as a headache pounded within his temples. The vision had never been clearer. Those piercing black eyes flashed across his vision at a dizzying speed. His senses were overwhelmed, bringing him to the edge of passing out, yet a strange second wave of energy flowed into him. It seemed to come from…him.
Jaekyung bit at his lower lip before pulling away. His lips crawled over his neck fervently, as his voice became almost desperate.
“Tell me, Dan,” he requested, “tell me where.”
Dan’s mind finally quieted, and all that was left was the ache he felt between his legs. An ache that could only be satisfied by him. As he looked into Jaekyung’s eyes, he gently placed a hand over the one stroking his cock, making him pause his movements.
“Not there,” Dan whispered, guiding Jaekyung’s hand lower, much lower. It didn’t take long for his fingers to find his hole and begin tracing its rim, “here, Jaekyung. I need you here.”
The final thread of self control Jaekyung had, snapped. His eyes glowed blue, piercing into Dan’s soul. Those visions were no longer just in his mind, they were staring him right in the face. In a daze, Dan grabbed at Jaekyung’s forearms as he hooked his hands behind his knees and lifted him out of the water only for him to be brought down onto his cock. Dan’s hole felt like it nearly ripped open but instead of the unbearable pain he felt all the other times before, it felt as if an empty space within him had finally been filled.
“Haaaa, fuck, baby,” Jaekyung moaned, “you’re so soft. So fucking tight. Damn.”
Dan’s heart began to swell at his reaction. Jaekyung pressed his temple to Dan’s as he began to buck his hips upward. The inside of his elbows hooked into the backs of Dan’s knees, opening him up wider and making any escape attempts fruitless. Not that Dan wanted to be anywhere else. Water splashed around them as Jaekyung’s pace quickened. Dan gave up on suppressing his moans and listened to them as they danced in the air around them.
“The way you pull me back in with every stroke,” Jaekyung groaned, “fucking incredible.” He began to nip and bite at the skin on Dan’s neck, making his cries of pleasure grow louder.
The vision of a wounded wolf played out in Dan’s mind, no longer clouded by human memory. Its shrill whines of pure anguish made his heart break all over again. It mended itself as he replayed the feeling of love and affection Dan had felt as he treated the hound with care. The very same hound that would come in the form of a god to take him away from the mortal realm and into his dark palace. The first and only place he would come to call his home. It was there, in his arms.
Tears streamed down Dan’s face as the realization sank in. He didn’t have to say it out loud for Jaekyung to know. He simply kissed the saltiness on his cheeks as he continued moving in and out of him. Dan reached a hand to the back of Jaekyung’s head and pulled at his hair.
“Jae- hngh! Jaekyung! Haa, I’m…urgh, I’m close, Oh!” Dan’s eyes widened as Jaekyung rolled his hips in a way that hit *that* spot within him, the one only he could reach, “yes, yes right there. Right there, please, please, Jae! I’m…about to.. cum…”
Flashes of white clouded his vision and his mind blanked. His body shuddered in Jaekyung’s arms as he silently screamed out his euphoria. Strings of pearly white liquid pierced the surface of the water. He felt himself squeeze tighter around Jaekyung making his thrusts become sloppy with his own release. Dan heard a distant roar from Jaekyung as his own cum coated his dick with his slowing movement.
They looked into each other’s eyes and their heated breaths mixed together. They met in the middle with a surprisingly gentle kiss. During which, Jaekyung teleported them to his bedroom, drying them off before they landed on his bed. He broke the kiss and gingerly laid Dan on the soft bedding below. He leaned back and gazed at the way his cum leaked out between Dan’s wide open legs.
Dan watched Jaekyung with hooded eyes filled with post orgasm bliss as he grazed his large hands over his thighs. They met in the middle and spread open his lower cheeks with his thumbs to admire his work.
“The most amazing sight in the universe,” he breathed out, “fuck, every inch of you is gorgeous.” He pulled Dan closer to him by his thighs, making him scramble a bit.
“W-wait, you want to go again?” Dan asked incredulously.
Jaekyung smirked as he lifted one of Dan’s feet and kissed his ankle, “darling, we’re gods, our stamina never runs out. Besides, the night is still young after all.”