1:34
Jin shivers violently at the words—his body trembling like it already feels every promise Rael makes.
> "Do it," he breathes, voice breaking. "Please… *mark me*. Make me yours."
Rael's control snaps.
He releases one of Jin's wrists and yanks his hips up with rough need, tearing at fabric until skin is bare. His fingers trail down—hot, possessive—and then press *just there*, making Jin cry out and arch off the bed.
> "You want it? You want to be mine?" Rael growls against his ear.
No warning.
No gentleness now.
Just fire and teeth and hands that claim like fate.
And as he finally takes him—deep, unrelenting—
the world outside vanishes…
There is only this:
heat,
sound,
*Rael*…
and a name whispered over and over into sweat-drenched sheets:
> **"Jin… Jin… my love…"**
The storm rages on beyond broken windows—but inside?
Two souls burn bright in the dark…
Bound not just by love,
but desire that refuses to die…
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Rale and Jin lay facing each other on the broken bed, bodies still intertwined. The aftermath of what they shared lingers in the air, heavy and silent.
Outside, the storm still rages quietly, faint lightning illuminating broken glass and crumbling buildings as time continues to pass.
Inside, Rael holds Jin close, arms around him like he'll never let go. Jin's breath is warm on his chest, slow and steady. It feels like home.
Rael strokes a hand gently through Jin's hair, the touch almost tender. He tucks a stray strand behind his ear, his fingers tracing a slow, soothing path up his jaw. He can see the faintest hint of a mark on Jin's neck—a reminder of what passed between them just moments before.
"You okay, my love?" he murmurs, voice a gentle drawl.
Jin buries his face in the curve of Rael's shoulder, nodding. "Yeah," he whispers. "Just... tired."
1:45
Rael pulls Jin closer, his fingers still gently tracing patterns on his back—soft circles where the skin is warmest. He presses a kiss to the top of Jin's head.
"You're mine," he whispers again—not possessive now, but *reassuring*, like he needs to say it just to believe it himself. "No matter what happens... no matter who comes…"
Jin tilts his face up slightly, eyes half-lidded but full of quiet trust.
> "You're all I want."
A beat.
Thunder rolls faintly outside.
Rain taps against broken glass.
And then—so softly it's almost lost—
Jin breathes:
> "Don't let go."
1:49
Rael's arms tighten around Jin. "Never," he whispers into his hair. He feels the gentle rise and fall of Jin's breathing, the faint rhythm of his heartbeat syncing with his own.
They're a study in contrasts, the two of them—Jin warm and sleepy, Rael wired and alert. Rael can't shake the feeling of restlessness, that nagging sense that their safety might be fleeting.
It takes all his willpower to stay still, to keep his voice steady when he speaks.
"Can I ask you something?"
1:50
Jin shifts slightly, pressing closer.
> "Mm… anything."
Rael hesitates—fingers still tangled in Jin's hair, voice low like he's afraid the walls might listen.
> "When… *it* had you…"
A pause. His jaw tightens.
> "Did you *feel* it? That thing inside you… did it make you want to go with him?"
He won't say the name.
Won't give it power.
But Jin knows.
And for a second—his breath stills.
Then softly:
> "…Yes."
Rael closes his eyes like he's been struck.
But Jin grabs his wrist—urgent now—and lifts his head to look at him, silver eyes shimmering in the dark.
> "But wanting isn't choosing," he whispers.
> "And I *chose* you. Every second after that… I chose *you*, Rael."
Another beat.
Slowly, Rael opens his eyes.
He stares back at Jin, searching his face—trying to fathom how someone so good, so *hopeful*, could exist in such a world.
> "You always choose me…"
Then, so softly it's almost lost:
> "…even when I don't deserve it."
Jin shakes his head, leaning up to press a kiss to his chin.
> "You deserve more than anyone else."
1:56
Rael looks down at him, throat tight. That voice… he can never tell him no. He gently pulls Jin into a kiss, hands holding him close.
For once, Rael doesn't try to lead or dominate. He lets Jin in, the kiss a slow, vulnerable thing.
He finally has to break away for air.
Jin's hair is tousled, his lips reddened. He opens his eyes with a quiet gasp, staring up at Rael with a look that makes his heart ache.
Rael leans over him, one hand cradling his head off the bed. His thumb skates over Jin's lip, lingering at the corner of his mouth.
He stares down at him—drinking in every detail, every inch of skin like he wants to memorize it. Jin's breathing is ragged, uneven. He can feel the heat of him, the pulse beating in the hollow of his throat.
He dips down, lips ghosting across soft skin—leaving a path of gentle kisses down to Jin's chest.
Rael continues the path down his stomach, biting gently at his sides—not hard, just *enough* that Jin gasps and instinctively arcs against his touch.
He's so responsive—every touch makes him shiver, whimper, *writhe*. He looks exquisite, body trembling with barely concealed need. Rael stares down at him, trying to control the desperate heat building in his veins.
2:01
Rael's hands slide down his sides, mapping the lines of his hipbones, the curve of his thighs. He's desperate to feel more, to touch him everywhere at once, to *claim him*.
But for once, this is about Jin. He wants to give him all that he can, everything he deserves. He brushes his lips down the inside of his leg, tongue tasting that soft, bare skin.
Jin lets out a sound—so low and *broken*—that it makes Rael's breath catch.
2:03
Rael lifts his head—just enough to meet Jin's half-lidded gaze. The look in those silver eyes—dazed, trusting, *open*—nearly undoes him.
> "Tell me how you want it," he murmurs, voice rough with restraint.
Not demanding now.
Begging.
Jin swallows hard, fingers twitching at his sides like he wants to reach for Rael but doesn't dare.
> "Just… don't stop," he whispers. "Please."
A beat.
Then softer:
> "I need you… everywhere."
Rael *groans*—an almost involuntary sound of raw desire. It feels like the final thread of his self-control snapping.
He moves back to Jin in a heartbeat, hands roaming desperate over his body, mouth finding his with almost brutal hunger.
He kisses him like he's starving, biting and sucking at his lips, tongue sliding against his like he can't get close enough. Jin's hands finally find him, clenching at his hair.
2:10
Rael breaks the kiss with a ragged gasp, burying his face in the curve of Jin's neck. He's lost all control now—he needs to feel Jin, *taste* every inch of him. He leaves a trail of sharp bites and bruising kisses down his throat, hands bruising his hips.
Jin's arching against him, hands clutching at his shoulders, whimpering with *every new touch*. All he can get out is breathless sounds—whines, half-formed words, *pleas* for more.
2:13
Rael lifts his head—eyes dark, jaw clenched like he's fighting a war inside. He stares down at Jin, trembling beneath him, skin flushed and slick with sweat.
> "You're so damn beautiful when you come apart," he growls.
And then—he moves. One hand pins both of Jin's wrists above his head again. The other slides down slowly… teasing at first… until Jin whimpers and bucks up against nothing.
Rael smirks—low, rough—and leans in close.
> "Patience," he whispers against his ear.
Then harder:
> **"I want you to feel every second."**
He shifts lower—lips finding the sharp ridge of a hipbone, tongue tracing slow circles just above where Jin *needs* it most.
Jin gasps—back arching violently.
> "R-Rael…"
It comes out broken.
Desperate.
And Rael?
He finally gives in…
Lowers his mouth—
and takes him deep.
The sound that tears from Jin isn't human—it's pure *need*, shattered into the quiet dark…
[To be continued...]