19 ~ Hope - 4 ~

"You…"

Sora was unable to understand where this was all going, he was really shocked, as a sense of danger streamlined into his instincts.

Standing so close, during the night, when no one else was around, starting from his perspective, Sora was well aware of how dangerous it was for him.

He was barely a passing level as an enchanter, he couldn't just fight off with such powerful species if Jeha desired to attain him forcefully.

Years of practice in hiding his true emotions, Sora made it so that the other party wouldn't notice his restlessness and fear. But Jeha was a demon, he could see even the minute details which escaped many, so it was easier for him to know Sora's reaction.

"I do what I say, I won't go below your lower limit, just a hickey."

Sora was startled when he heard about it, he couldn't help but feel helpless in from of this all-knowing-almighty-demon-prince.

"Why are you in battle mode, do I seem that threatening to you?" Sora didn't want to acknowledge that Jeha was aroused, so he diverted the attention and spoke his defense.

"This is not my battle mode, I am aroused."

Sora almost chocked on his blood, "Pervert." Such a direct statement, wasn't he ashamed of agreeing to his shamelessness. From Sora's perspective the pervert was rather bold and unyielding.

"Bend a little, or I won't do it."

It was true that he was feeling rather helpless with what he was about to do, but for now he would do it even if it meant he would be feeling ashamed the entire time the next day.

"As you wish," Jeha smirked and bowed down to a slight degree to make it easier for Sora to suck on his neck, which was what he assumed.

But instead, Sora gave the startled Jeha a surprise by kissing him on the lips. It was very unexpected, even to Sora who had chosen the option of hickey. Well, whatever happened, both of the parties threw away their thoughts and instead just attended to each other.

Sora wasn't very eager to make himself linger, so he simple touched those warm thin lips and parted, not even tasting the taste or breath. But Jeha didn't give up, he followed the other's parted lips, and met again half way through.

Sora tried escaping away from the other, but felt strong arms encircling him not letting him get away as he pleased. Jeha tightly drew him in, so that their bodies touched each other's very intimately and even rubbed a bit when Sora tried to escape.

The kiss that had been innocent and fleeting, suddenly turned into a messy tango, as saliva started to leak from the mouth and tongue took to tangling in a mess.

Sora felt his breathing get suffocating as his lips were scorched by the hot kiss, the other's tongue pushing in his mouth as it tasted him and the teeth biting his lips when they got time in between in breathing.

He had never kissed before so he was very clueless on what was going on, he had seen people kissing on the streets, but this type of all-consuming kiss never met his sight.

A silent claw took hold of his long hair, as his face was tilted to an uncomfortable angle, as Jeha's tongue explored him even deeper, so deep that he almost chocked on it. He wasn't aware of how long someone's tongue could be, but did demons have longer tongues than normal? Because at the moment he felt the tongue exploring so deeply that he felt himself getting suffocated.

It was very sensual, he couldn't even breath properly and his mouth and tongue were getting assaulted with such vitality that he felt some heat of it travelling south to his…

He couldn't even think about it, it made him unbearably shy and embarrassed.

But something even more embarrassing happened, he felt his throat vibrating with what would be called a purr like moan. He felt himself panting, his knees weakening and his hands shivering until they found Jeha's back to rest upon.

His waist was held even tighter when he felt the body sliding along his started to get warmer, he hadn't noticed before, but Jeha's temperature was higher than his, maybe it was a demon thing, but it only made him panic.

He couldn't let things get out of control!

So pushing away the overly intimate tongue that explored him, Sora panted breathlessly and turned his mouth away. He was feeling so dazed that he didn't even bother with closing his mouth, so the saliva dripping down his chin marked even his neck without his awareness.

Sora may be out of it but Jeha saw it clearly in the dark, that red face that was panting close to his neck, it was very cute. He also felt those bleary eyes staring at him with an unfocused gaze, and he could feel the weight of the other's body increasing since Sora seemed to have given up on standing, his entire body quivering and his hand on his back clawing at his robes to take hold of something solid.

Such an unfiltered reliance, the weak side of Sora, made

Jeha cursed, and Sora heard him, as he sensed a dangerous aura leaking out of the other. He gasped when that aura tickled his senses and merged into his body, a strange feeling of being taken over streamed through his gut.

Startled, Sora backed away, although fell right after because of his trembling legs.

Jeha couldn't catch him in time because Sora resisted, but both of them were thinking along the same line.

'He is dangerous.'

"…give it to me now."

Sora was trying to carry through the deal, even while sitting on the rough pavement below him, he managed to look dignified, like a young master making demands.

"Here," Jeha wasn't about to make it difficult anymore, they both reached a conclusion that they had to stop or else it would accelerate too far and maybe someone would be hurt in the process.

Sora watched as the other pulled out a small vial from his pocket and presented it to him, in the dark it was difficult to make out the color but because of some dim lighting in the far off distance, he could make out the dark liquid inside.

Pacing his breath to become normal again, Sora took the vial and felt the texture of the glass, as a warm liquid floated inside.

It felt awkward holding it, but he did not let it show.

"You just have to apply it like a lotion right?" Sora paused a bit, as he remembered he had made a deal, so he coughed, "What were you going to teach?"

He noticed Jeha seemed to have gone back to his normal physical form, since he was no longer as tall and domineering like before. It was a much better result though, since Sora was weary of that battle form, he had just experienced how helpless he had been to that thick tongue and those strong muscular arms wrapped around his waist as he was kissed forcefully.

It wasn't a bad experience per say, but it also wasn't right.

"You need to cast several spells and do the process…"