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Oh no. There it was again. That gnawing emptiness in the pit of your stomach. You were famished and knew it was time.
You opened your eyes slowly, remembering you had fallen asleep on the couch after pulling an all-nighter to study for your upcoming exams. You would have slept longer, as it was the weekend, but the empty void in your stomach had woken you up. You sat up and groaned softly, placing a hand on your belly.
It had been too long since you last fed. You thought you could have lasted much longer because you really, really did not want to go to your donor for more blood. You hated going. You hated how out of all people the only donor left in the program was none other than Jeon Jungkook—the typical fuckboy on campus who only cared about getting laid.
You heard a soft buzzing sound and turned to look at the coffee table, where your phone was placed.
‘That fucking mind reader.’
You fell back onto the couch and groaned after seeing the name “Blood Bag” flashing on the screen. It was like he always knew when you were in need of a taste. You kicked your feet in the air, throwing a small tantrum underneath the blanket placed on top of you before sitting up and answering the call.
“What?!” you hissed, clearly on edge.
“Whoa. Someone needs to feed… am I right?” You knew Jungkook was smirking by the tone of his voice. “Come bite me.”
“Screw you,” you said, voice dark and low.
“You’re always so irritable when you’re hungry. Come on over.”
“No.”
“[Y/N]… this is what I’m here for.”
“I hate you.” He let out a breathy chuckle on the phone.
“Well, if you want to starve… and die… what happens when vampires die anyway? Do you shrivel up or something?”
“Fuck off.”
“It’s been a week. Come over. Bite me. Or should I come over there?” Your breath hitched and you shook your head even though you knew he couldn’t physically see you.
“No!” you exclaimed, not wanting him to step even a foot inside your place. “I’ll be right over. Ugh.”
“That’s a good girl.”
You ended the call quickly to prevent yourself from launching more profanities at him. Throwing the blanket off you in anger, you headed to your bedroom to change out of your pajamas and into a black T-Shirt and some jeans. You then went into your bathroom and brushed your teeth, washed your face, and combed your hair to look somewhat decent. It wasn’t like you were trying to impress anyone, especially not Jungkook.
You’ve dealt with your fair share of fuckboys, but Jungkook was something else. He was persistent, no matter how many times you rejected his sexual advances. You were a challenge and he loved challenges. It was refreshing. And the fact that you were a vampire? Oh. That excited him even more. He even told you he had signed up for the donor program in hopes of getting laid by a vampire. You loathed him for it and would have gladly asked around for another donor if it wasn’t for the fact that Jungkook’s blood was extremely delicious. You’ve never tasted anything like it. It wasn’t overly sweet or bland; it tasted rich and satisfied your picky palate. Though, you would rather die than let him know that. Besides, you’ve already paid him in full for the year.
You didn’t know if it was a blessing or a curse, but Jungkook lived in the same apartment building as you—only he was a floor above you, which was convenient. You just wished you could turn off your heightened sense of hearing when he was having his fuck sessions. That pig.
You put on some sneakers before heading out and locking your apartment. The hunger in your stomach was only growing stronger, so even if you wanted drag things out and avoid Jungkook as long as possible, you couldn’t. You were going wild and would attack the first human you saw if you didn’t have such good self-control.
You used your enhanced speed and rushed to Jungkook’s place in a matter of seconds. Your hand hesitantly reached up to the door, forming a fist before knocking on it lightly. Jungkook knew it was you and nearly sprinted from his kitchen to open the door with the biggest grin.
“Hello there, babe.” You rolled your eyes and pushed past him to get inside.
“Don’t call me that.”
“Okay, babe.” He closed the door behind you and licked his lips at the sight of your backside.
“If you’re staring at my ass again, I’ll gladly kick yours,” you said nonchalantly, not even looking back as you made your way to the living room.
“Oh, please do,” he insisted as he followed your footsteps. You sat down on the couch and waited for him to take the spot next to you, as this was how you usually did things. He plopped down eagerly and pulled the collar of his shirt to the side with his fingers, exposing the side of his long neck. “Bite me.”
You dismissed the hint of seductiveness in his voice and leaned towards him, the scent of his blood overwhelming you. Your ears could hear how hard his heart was working to pump the blood through his veins. Jungkook turned back to look at you as your eyes changed to a bright shade of fuschia red and your fangs protruded out. He bit his bottom lip, releasing it slowly at the sight of you in your vampiric state.
“You look sexy,” Jungkook said with lustful eyes. You pressed your hand on the side of his face and pushed it away from you.
“Look over there and stay still.” He chuckled and brushed the tip of his nose with his finger.
“So demanding, aren’t you?”
You wanted to get this over with as soon as possible, but you knew you had to be careful. You didn’t want to feed too hastily, or you might put Jungkook at risk of bleeding out. You hated the guy, but you wouldn’t want him to die. Well, not by you at least.
You leaned closer to his exposed neck, knowing exactly where to bite. If you weren’t so hungry, you’d probably feed from his wrist, but you needed to sink your teeth into his jugular vein to quench your thirst fast. Jungkook shivered a bit when he felt your soft breath against his skin. He closed his eyes and let out a small groan when your fangs pierced into his flesh. It was painful of course but more bearable than you would think. Jungkook was used to it by now; it had been three months since the program started after all.
You began sucking on his sweet blood, craning your neck a bit more to savor the delicious wine. It was delectable and put you in a euphoric state in seconds. Jungkook leaned back against the couch when you put more force on his neck and your ears caught his soft moan. Here we go again.
The reason why you hated feeding on Jungkook was because he enjoyed it a little too much for your liking. He got off from the pain in a sexual manner and you were in no way in that kind of relationship with him. He would moan so loudly, unashamed, enjoying the mixture of pain and pleasure. Then he would suggest you two should sleep together because he always ended up with a tent in his pants after you were done.
“Oh god, yes. Just like that,” Jungkook said breathily, panting almost. You rolled your eyes as you continued feeding as fast as you could to end this weird fetish he had. Because your face was buried into his neck, you didn’t catch sight of his hand reaching down to his shorts. He began stroking himself, loving how you were making him feel and how he was making himself feel. “F-Fuck.”
Jungkook slipped his hand into his shorts and made contact with his member, feeling how hard he already was. You placed your hand on his shoulder for support as you put more pressure on his neck. He grunted as a response and closed his eyes.
At first, he stroked himself slowly but became needier as seconds went by. His neck was a delicate area, an erogenous zone of his and you feeding on him made his mind race. He tried not to move so much, fearing you would stop your actions, but the thought of you catching him jerking off added to his arousal. He’s always wanted to fuck you. Always pictured you riding him while you fed off of him. The thought of it made him wet his lips as he continued moaning under your touch.
The moans were more on the higher pitch and quite whiny. It was cute in a way, but you’ve heard his whimpers more times than you could bear and now it only annoyed you. You tended to zone them out.
Your gluttony must have affected your hearing because once you felt yourself becoming full enough to last another week, you grew aware of his shuffling noises and pulled away in curiosity. Your fangs had left two perfect holes on the side of his neck and because you hated being messy, you fed in a way where no blood would leak out. Jungkook would heal instantly after drinking your vampire blood in the form of supplements.
… Unless you ripped him to shreds at this very moment. Your eyes grew wide when you caught his hand down his shorts, your fangs automatically retracting back to normal teeth as a response.
“Jungkook!!! What the fuck?!” you shouted, getting off the couch right away. Your eyes faded back to their normal shade and were full of disgust.
“What?” he asked innocently. His hand slowly slipped out of his shorts and ended up being clasped behind his head with his other hand. He smiled at you with wide spread legs.
“You can’t jerk off like that!” you said with your arms crossed over your chest.
“Why not? It felt good.”
“You humans and your love for pain and pleasure. I will never understand. You’re such a masochist.”
“Well, you could always do it for me. Help me with my… problem.” He thrusted his hips up to emphasize his point. Literally. You wanted to vomit and even let out a fake retching noise.
“Never.”
“It seemed uncomfortable for you feed from the side. You should sit on my lap next time.” You rubbed the side of your neck, feeling how it was indeed sore from the awkward feeding angle.
“No. I’m done,” you said with your hands up. “Goodbye Jungkook.” You spun around on your heel and headed towards the door when a pair of arms snaked around your waist into a back hug. He was always a quick one.
“Oh, come on. You know you wanna~,” he whispered seductively into your ear.
“I could literally kill you with my bare hands. Don’t make me rip you in half,” you threatened, clenching your fist in preparation for a beating.
“I’ll rip you in half,” he said with the most sinister voice. You elbowed him into his stomach, making sure to not use all your strength or else he would have needed to head straight to a hospital. Jungkook let out a painful grunt at the impact, stumbling backwards and released his grip on you.
“Goodbye Jungkook,” you repeated as you made your way to the door. He only replied with a breathy laugh, hunched over while holding his sore abdomen.
Another week passed by too quickly for your taste. You liked not having to see Jungkook. It was easy, considering you two didn’t have any classes together. But of course, you did run into him once when you were walking around campus to destress after taking several exams. You tried to ignore him and walk away, but he made some perverted comment about your ass again. As revenge, you quickly snacked on his wrist in public and he let out a hiss from your abrupt actions.
“God, you’re so hot when you feed.” You pulled away and threw his arm down harshly.
“Shut up. I just hate seeing you,” you seethed, licking the remaining blood off your lips. Your eyes and fangs reverted back to their normal state as Jungkook let out a laugh.
“You know you want me. Come on, bite me again. I know my baby girl needs more than just a quick dose. It’s been a week.”
“I’m fine,” you said stubbornly. “I last long.”
“Oh, I bet you do,” he said with a deep-throated chuckle. You blushed at how easily you walked into that trap.
“Shut up!” You walked away in a huff and he let out another laugh from behind you, clapping like a little kid.
Your phone buzzed in your pocket and you checked it to see it was a message from your best friend, Jung Hoseok. You unlocked your phone with the press of your finger on the home button to read it.
Hoseok 6:34 PM
Hey, there’s a party tonight at Taehyung’s place at 8! You wanna go? I’ll take you.
[Y/N] 6:34 PM
Ooh~, sure! Thank you and see you later!
You slipped your phone back into your pocket and headed towards your apartment complex with your super speed. However, you only made it there halfway before running out of energy.
‘I should have drank some more…’
You panted and clutched your chest, catching your breath as you trudged on. It wasn’t until five minutes later when you heard a car honk at you. You covered your sensitive ears and turned to see Jungkook drive up by your side, rolling down his car window.
“Hi babe! You look tired. Need a ride?”
“Quit calling me that,” you said, rubbing your forehead in frustration. “I’d rather walk.”
He tsked at you and turned his attention back on the road temporarily, making sure there were no pedestrians ahead.
“Someone didn’t feed enough. Get in my car and bite me.”
“No. I can last until tomorrow,” you countered, refusing to make eye contact. You sped up your pace on the sidewalk and Jungkook did the same with his car.
“It would be so hot if we did it in the car.”
“I’m not going to feed off of you, Jungkook.”
“I wasn’t talking about feeding.” Your head snapped towards him and you dropped your jaw in shock.
“You’re disgusting!”
“You know you like it. I assume you’re going to feed off of me later tonight. You can’t avoid me.”
“I can die trying.”
“You going to Taehyung’s party?” You remained silent and he let out a laugh, knowing your answer. “I’ll see you later then, babe.”
Before you could fire back a response, he drove off in an instant.
Kim Taehyung was known for his spectacular parties. His parents went on a trip almost every weekend, leaving their extravagant two story house all to himself. Combine that with alcohol, music, guests—relatively easy things for him to get due to his wealth and status—and boom, instant party.
You weren’t the type to party at all. If it wasn’t for Hoseok, you’d probably be cooped up in your apartment like the hermit crab you were every week. The first party you attended of Taehyung’s was two weeks ago. Hoseok wouldn’t stop telling you how much fun they were and wanted you to meet new people. He was friends with Taehyung because they were a part of the same organization on campus.
You basically stuck to Hoseok like a leech for the first hour or so. That is, until the alcohol competition started. You loved your alcohol, mainly because it didn’t affect you as fast it did for humans. You had beat the previous champion, who was also a vampire and he was not pleased. Hoseok dragged you to the dance floor to celebrate and you had the time of your life.
“Is something wrong?” You looked up from your lap and turned to face Hoseok, who had picked you up and was now driving you to Taehyung’s place.
“Hmm?”
“You’re really quiet. You look stunning, why so down?”
“Aw~, Hoseok~,” you said fondly, poking his arm as a thank you for the compliment. “Because that fuck boy is going to be at Taehyung’s party too.”
“You mean your donor?”
“Yes. He wasn’t at Taehyung’s last party. Why does he have to be there this time?” you whined.
“He’s one of Taehyung’s closest friends.” You crossed your arms and blew out a puff of air upwards, blowing your bangs out of your face.
“Of course he is.”
“Well, did you get enough blood for the week? Maybe you don’t have to talk to him tonight.” He made a sharp turn to the right, causing you to grip onto the armrest for support as to not jerk left. You let out a nervous laugh.
“I kind of… didn’t drink enough,” you admitted sheepishly. Hoseok pressed down on the brakes, reducing his speed as he approached a red stop light. He gave you an incredulous look, eyes wide and concerned.
“What?”
“Hoseok, I hate feeding off of him. He was being perverted, so I only snacked on his wrist for like, a minute today.”
“You’re going to need more than that. If he wasn’t going to the party tonight, would you have visited him after?”
“Yeah. I wanted to go to the party to take my mind off of the inevitable, but he’s going… so…” Hoseok kept his attention on you for a second too long that the car behind him honked him to go when the light changed to green.
“Oh god! That scared me,” Hoseok said, startled as he clutched his chest and let out a sigh of relief. You giggled at him as he resumed driving. “Would you rather not go to the party then?”
“No no, it’s fine,” you assured. “I had already told you I wanted to go.”
“You don’t have to force yourself. You can feed off of Jungkook and then we can leave. I know how you get when you’re hungry. Remember when we were younger and you—”
“Yes, I know. I chased you around your house with murder in my eyes and scared you and you hated me for weeks,” you finished for him with a pout. Hoseok let out a bright laugh as he pulled into Taehyung’s wide driveway.
“I really thought my life was over,” he joked. “But seriously, we don’t have to stay long.”
“I’ll be okay,” you stated firmly. “I can last until at least tomorrow.”
“Hopefully, you won’t attack Jungkook and kill him by accident. I’ll plan his funeral now.”
“Hoseok!”
Taehyung’s home never ceased to amaze you. It was beautiful inside out and a great example of luxury at its finest. Outside were covered porches and pergolas surrounding the entirety of the house. The flowers were colorful and abundant, giving off a welcoming atmosphere. You walked up to the entryway, which was a covered archway, and you noticed how the door was already opened. Loud cheers and laughter were heard and you could sense there were probably around forty people inside.
Once you entered the house with Hoseok, you were immediately greeted by some of your friends you met last party. They dragged you to the living room, where the high ceiling had a large hanging disco ball that lit up the dark room with rainbow colors. Music was blasting through the large speakers, making the floor vibrate with the heavy bass. It was crowded, the heat of people’s bodies making you fan yourself. You looked around for Hoseok and saw he was still at the entrance, chatting with some of his friends.
“[Y/N]! You made it!” Seulgi cried over the music, clapping her hands excitedly.
“It’s good to see you again!” you shouted, shielding your ears with your hands.
“Should we dance first or get drinks?!” Joy asked loudly, cupping her mouth with her hands to amplify her voice.
“Drinks!!!” you and Seulgi chorused. The three of you slithered through the mob of people to the kitchen, where many people were conversing, making out, drinking or doing something in between. You saw rows of soju bottles on the island of the kitchen and reached out to grab one when someone snatched your hand.
“What the…?” You looked up in alarm to see it was your best friend. Taehyung was standing behind him and waved at you.
“[Y/N], no. You shouldn’t be drinking alcohol,” Hoseok stated with a wagging finger.
“Hi [Y/N],” Taehyung said sweetly. “Why shouldn’t she drink alcohol, Hoseok?”
“She didn’t get enough blood today.”
“Oh~,” Joy and Seulgi said from behind you, now understanding. You shook Hoseok off of your wrist and frowned.
Whenever you were low on blood, your abilities became more human-like than vampiric. Along with decreased speed like from before, your alcohol tolerance would be severely lower than normal.
“I can handle a few shots, Hoseok,” you said, grabbing a bottle anyway. He took it from you and placed it back down.
“Drink the punch.”
“It’s probably spiked.”
“Oh yeah, it’s spiked,” Seulgi confirmed, who just downed an entire cup like it was nothing.
“Seulgi, don’t overdo it,” Joy said, trying to be the more responsible one.
“Join me.” She blinked a couple of times before saying ‘What the heck?’ and pouring herself a cup as well. You pouted and wanted to join in on the fun too.
“I won’t drink a lot, I promise,” you told Hoseok, rubbing his arm gently. He put his hands on his hips and sighed, followed by a soft smile.
“What am I going to do with you?”
“Let me drink?”
“[Y/N]!” a voice rang from across the kitchen. You scanned the area to see Park Jimin, the vampire you had defeated last party in the drinking contest. He strutted towards you with dark eyes, wearing a black leather jacket and black jeans. Someone was behind him and you froze when you realized who.
“Oh god… it’s Jungkook,” you muttered.
“Jimin! You made it!” Taehyung cried, throwing his arms over his friend. Jimin hugged him back with a grin, eyeing his neck.
“Of course. You’re so cute, I could bite you right now,” Jimin whispered, tempted to indulge in his cravings.
“Go right ahead,” Taehyung whispered back. You were the only one who could hear their conversation, and you let out an awkward cough as a response. Taehyung let go of Jimin and made eye contact with you, followed by a giggle. He then hugged Jungkook, performing a secret handshake with him as a greeting. Once they were done, Jungkook flashed you a wide smile.
“Hi babe,” he said, making sure to emphasize the second word. “You look… gorgeous.” He eyed you up and down and you pulled down your tight dress to cover more of yourself, feeling violated by his perverted gaze.
“Babe?!” Seulgi and Joy chorused.
“You go girl,” Seulgi said, nudging you with her elbow into the side of your stomach.
“Make sure to use protection,” Joy whispered into your ear. You pushed her away and facepalmed yourself.
“Guys, it’s not like that. He always calls me that. It’s annoying, really.” Hoseok knew of this fact already and simply chuckled. Jimin cleared his throat and put his hand up to attract everyone’s attention.
“I have something to say. [Y/N]. Challenge me in another drinking contest.” You raised an eyebrow at him.
“Aw, sore loser?” He licked his lips at you before chuckling.
“If you think you’re so good, you can win again, right?” You could see the worry in your friends’ eyes.
“S-Seulgi will have a drinking contest with you!” Joy cried, jumping to your defense. Seulgi gave her the biggest what-the-fuck look with her eyes.
“Excuse you?” Seulgi said disapprovingly.
“Or I’ll drink with you…?” Joy said uneasily.
“I’ll gladly drink with you two beauties later…” Jimin said, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. “But after I beat [Y/N]. Unless there’s a reason she can’t drink tonight.” He shot you a look so powerful; it compelled you to say yes.
“Bring it on.”
Hoseok gasped, pulling you to the side next to the refrigerator and shaking his head.
“What are you doing? You barely have enough blood in you. Your tolerance for alcohol is probably like one bottle!”
“Shh! Not so loudly, Jimin can hear you!” you hissed. “I’ll be fine. I can still outdrink him. It’s a party, lighten up.”
“[Y/N]…”
“If I get too drunk, you’re there to take me home anyway. Let me at least try.”
Hoseok sighed, knowing you weren’t the type to change your mind. He reluctantly nodded and placed a hand on your shoulder.
“Good luck.”
Jungkook was staring at you and Hoseok with a questionable expression. He tilted his head to the side, wondering what you were saying. He knew you barely had enough blood today, so your alcohol tolerance wasn’t as high as it should have been. Not that he’s seen you drink before but knowing you had beaten Jimin at something like alcohol consumption was impressive. His concern soon changed to curiosity and now he wanted to see you drunk.
“Drink, drink, drink!”
A crowd had formed in the dining room when your rematch drinking competition with Jimin was announced by none other than one Jeon Jungkook. He was excited like a little kid, cheering you on as you downed shot after shot. You scowled at him to display your annoyance, but he only continued smiling at you. Your friends surrounded you from behind, drinking alongside you for fun. Hoseok massaged your shoulders every so often as if you were a boxer getting ready for a match.
You were seated at one end of the table while Jimin was at the other, glaring at you after each shot. Taehyung clapped for him and drank from his wine glass, which you could tell was filled with soda. Jimin wasn’t phased at all by the alcohol and you guys had already went through three bottles each. Your record was six bottles and you remembered Jimin tapping out by bottle five last time. However, he seemed to be holding up well while you could feel yourself becoming tipsy. Although, the alcohol did seem to give you a newfound confidence and you convinced yourself beating Jimin was possible.
The intoxication only builded up as you continued drinking, but it was rapid, like spicy food that burned no matter how much water you drank. Your body felt warm and cozy, your cheeks were flushed, and your vision was becoming blurry. You were fighting against yourself to look normal, to uphold your vampire reputation, but you never felt more human. The alcohol didn’t taste as smooth as before and you wanted to quit drinking it.
“You’re looking a bit… weak over there,” Jimin teased. He was still so composed, so calm and collected and it irked you. You didn’t like to lose. You pushed yourself and kept drinking, fighting against your body’s cries of protest until you reached bottle number seven. Normal humans would have possibly died from such intoxication, but you were just super blitzed. You didn’t even know how you were able to drink so much and break your own record. Jimin had to tap out at shot number… what shot number was he at…? You didn’t remember. You could barely focus and you only knew you had won when Hoseok told you several times.
“[Y/N]… you heard me, right?” Hoseok said, placing a hand on your shoulder. You smiled at him and let out a hiccup, blinking your eyes slowly.
“I… won…” you slurred, somehow making two syllables sound like ten.
“Dear god… you’re actually drunk. That’s a first.”
It was true. You’ve never been drunk before. Last party you were barely tipsy.
“You’re so cute, Hobi~,” you said with a giggle. “Let’s dance!!!”
“We should get you home. You’re really hammered.”
“No! I wanna dance,” you said, crossing your arms and pouting like a child. Seulgi and Joy were almost as drunk as you were and stumbled over to congratulate you.
“Girl, you beat Jimin~,” Joy said, jumbling her words together.
“Ugh, he’s so hot,” Seulgi added, a bit more composed than your other friend. “I’m going to dance with him.”
“Me too!”
“Well, who am I going to dance with?” you asked sadly. Hoseok was about to drag you away when Taehyung swooped in, engaging him in a conversation he couldn’t avoid. Seulgi and Joy held each of your hands and pulled you out of the chair.
“We’ll dance with you first!” Joy cried. You nodded and let them lead the way to the living room dance floor. Hoseok’s voice grew faint as you dived deeper and deeper into the crowd. He was probably shouting words of protest, but you were too drunk to care. The song that was playing was intense and had a sick beat. You and your girlfriends began throwing your arms in the air and laughing, swaying your hips to the music. Everything felt incredible; you felt so sexy and confident and caught the attention of many people. Alcohol tended to make everyone seem more attractive than normal, so you were very generous with your flirty gestures of winks and kisses. Even toward Jungkook, who was watching you from afar on the opposite end.
You beckoned him to come over with your finger and he quickly downed one more shot before heading towards you. You were in a dreamy state, admiring how handsome he looked in just a white button down paired with ripped black jeans. Your friends had been separated from you at this point, probably off to drink some more.
“Hey babe~,” he cooed into your ear, hugging you from behind. You rested your head on his shoulder, too giggly to reply properly. He gently ran his hands over your stomach, finding your hips and securing them there. The two of you swayed to the beat when the song changed to one that was more sensual. You felt lost in his embrace, staring deep into his warm, brown eyes. His cologne tickled your nose, but it was a pleasant scent of mint and something floral.
Jungkook was delighted to be this close to you without being fed on for once. He had been drinking but was only buzzed just enough to get a high from the party atmosphere. He squeezed your hips a little as a tease and rested his head on your shoulder.
“So just how drunk are you?” he asked, his hot breath fanning against your cheek. One of his hands trailed down to the upper part of your thigh and you grabbed it, placing it firmly back onto your hip.
“Not too drunk where I’ll let you do more than this,” you said with a laugh. He chuckled, sending small vibrations through your skin.
“Oh really? But you won the competition. You should redeem your prize.”
“And what prize is that?”
“Me.”
You bit your lip, an action that definitely didn’t go unnoticed by Jungkook. His eyes wavered for a split second to look at them before meeting your gaze again. He gulped and licked his own lips, leaving them parted open slightly.
“You… look like you want to kiss me,” you said softly. He leaned in closer, making the already small gap between your lips even smaller.
“May I?”
Maybe it was the alcohol, but you nodded almost instantly and told him a breathy ‘yes’. Jungkook didn’t waste any time and pressed his lips against your own after having your consent. It was… fiery to say the least, and you couldn’t seem to focus on anything but him. You closed your eyes, hearing nothing but the sound of your own heartbeat over the music, which was now muffled background noise. Jungkook closed his eyes as well and cupped your cheek with one hand to deepen the kiss even more. His lips moved in sync with yours and he tilted his head to get a better angle.
You shifted your stance a bit because your heels were killing your feet, but you ended up brushing your behind against Jungkook’s groin. You realized this and moved away from him instinctively out of embarrassment. However, his grip on you tightened. He pulled you back onto him and inserted his tongue into your mouth when you gasped. He wanted to savor every part of you, grinding against you slowly as he continued making out with you.
You were becoming more aroused, especially when the bulge from Jungkook’s pants grew larger. But then… your cravings came back. It was like a sudden attack, one where your urges bombarded your thoughts. Your senses were kicked into overdrive and his cologne no longer shielded the smell of his sweet blood. You were starving.
Your fangs came out without warning and you pierced Jungkook’s bottom lip by accident.
“Ow,” he said, pulling away. He wiped the back of his hand on his lips to find some blood. Your eyes widened and changed to bright red orbs.
“I’m sorry. Let me get that.” You turned around to face him, grabbing his hand and licking the red liquid off his hands eagerly. Jungkook held his breath, unable to look away from your captivating gaze. He tasted so succulent, the blood sending a rush of adrenaline through your veins. You needed more.
His lips were still bleeding, a red bead glistening near the center. You kissed him forcefully, sucking his bottom lip dry. He moaned from your sudden actions and you pinned his body near the closest wall. After exploring his mouth with your tongue until you could no longer taste anymore blood, you stopped kissing him.
“I need to feed off of you. Now,” you demanded with a husky voice. Jungkook smirked, loving how you were taking charge.
“Here?”
“No. Too many people. Let’s go upstairs.”
You held his hand in yours and walked over to the staircase. You were impatient, nearly running up the stairs to find an empty room. Unfortunately, all the doors were locked and you knew people were “occupied”. Even in the bathroom, where you and Jungkook had caught Taehyung and Jimin sharing a private moment in.
You grew frustrated and took a moment to think about where you could go. Jungkook watched you and noticed when your eyes lit up.
“What is it?”
“I know where we can go,” The small amount of blood Jungkook gave you was just enough for you to super speed out of the house and to the driveway in front of Jungkook’s car. “Open it.”
“Someone’s eager.” He pulled his car keys out of his pocket and pressed the unlock button. You heard a click and immediately opened the door to the back seats, pushing Jungkook inside. After you climbed in, you shut the door from behind you.
“Sit still.” You carefully straddled him, readjusting until you were comfortably seated on his lap. Jungkook couldn’t hide his excitement, as this was what he’s been dreaming of for the longest time. You ripped the top button of his shirt impatiently to gain access to his neck.
Before he could say anything, you rested your hands on his shoulders and sunk your fangs into his flesh harshly. Your technique was sloppier than normal, the blood flowing down his neck and staining his white shirt as a result. Jungkook whimpered, but it was more out of protest than pleasure.
“[Y/N]… I-It hurts,” he whined. You stopped feeding and simply stared at him. Jungkook was nervous because for the first time, you looked like a real vampire in his eyes—demonic and frightening. Your mouth was coated in his red fluid, dripping down your lips and landing on his pants.
“Baby boy, I know you like it…” you said darkly. “You said you wanted this, didn’t you?” You pulled the collar of his shirt with one hand and brought him closer to your face. He gulped as a response, both aroused and scared.
“Y-Yes,” he said shakily. You smiled an innocent smile before running your index finger down his neck to one of the holes you had made, pressing down on it cruelly. Jungkook let out a sob and you kissed his forehead.
“You masochist. You’re loving this. Now tell me what you want me to do.”
“I… I…”
“Say it Jungkook. Say it clearly.”
“Please… bite me…” he uttered, barely a whisper.
You smirked before attacking his neck once more and he bit his lip from the stinging pain. You were being rough and it hurt a lot more than expected.
To distract him from the pain, you began grinding on him as you fed. He closed his eyes and focused on your movements, grunting from the friction. You pulled your tight dress up more to expose your thin panties, allowing more pleasure to reach your womanhood. Jungkook’s hands rested on your ass cheeks, squeezing them firmly to withstand the pain he was feeling in his neck.
His blood was addictive and tasted better than ever. Perhaps it was from the alcohol or from the combination of dry humping him while feeding. You decided to stop yourself once more, your mouth stained a deeper crimson and you tilted your head to one side, loving Jungkook’s state. He was quivering under you as you rolled your hips on his.
Your hand trailed down to his belt and you nearly tore it off with your strength, tossing it to the side. You unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down the zipper before lowering his pants enough to reveal his boxers.
“I want to feel you… so may I?” you asked politely. Jungkook nodded and you scooted back a bit to pull down his boxers, exposing his cock. His erection looked painful and was throbbing like it needed relief. “I’m not putting it inside though.”
“That’s okay,” he breathed.
You knew you were already wet ever since the kiss, so you pushed your panties to one side and began grinding on him again, making sure his member wasn’t inserted into you.
Jungkook nearly choked from the warm contact since he was already so sensitive. You were drenched and the slippery feeling made it that much easier to slide back and forth. You let out a soft moan every time his member touched your clit and pressed your hips down even harder to continue the sensation.
You then resumed back to feeding on him, this time more hungrily and full of greed. Jungkook threw his head back, letting out the cutest moans. The pain was still there, but there was enough pleasure to balance it out. You ran your fingers through his soft hair, pulling it roughly to crane his neck more to the side. The more you drank his blood, the harder you rubbed your slit against his cock.
Jungkook couldn’t think straight due to the immense pleasure. His hands fell to the side as he let you take over completely. Your hunger was clouding your judgement and you had already drank more than enough. Yet you continued to feed like a glutton, making him weaker and weaker. The only source of strength that remained was his high approaching.
Jungkook croaked out your name, trying to get you to realize his condition but you didn’t pay attention. You were dominating him and being aggressive, not caring what he was saying. He forced himself to remain conscious and let out a long, loud whine when he finally cummed. His warm liquid mainly soaked the abdomen area of his shirt, but some of it got on your inner thighs. You finally released your fangs off of Jungkook’s neck and grinned.
“You bad baby boy,” you said into his ear. You sat up straight and saw Jungkook’s eyes were still closed. There were beads of sweat on his forehead and he wasn’t moving. “Jungkook?”
The large quantity of blood in your system sobered you up and brought you back to your senses. Your fangs retracted and your eyes changed back to ones that were full of genuine concern. You were panicking, as the car looked like a crime scene and Jungkook was the corpse. There was too much blood everywhere and his shirt was no longer white on one side. You shook him a little, his head bobbing up and down as a result, but he still wasn’t conscious. You closed your eyes and focused your sharp ears on the sound of his heartbeat, which was still there but very faint.
You opened your eyes and began searching Jungkook’s pockets for his pills full of your blood. You didn’t know if he carried them with him, but it was worth a shot. Unfortunately, they weren’t on him and you got off of him to search his car. You looked in the center console, the glove compartment, but there was nothing.
You sat back down beside Jungkook’s seemingly lifeless body and pulled your fangs back out to bite your own wrist. You then brought it up to Jungkook’s mouth and made him drink your blood.
“Please be okay, please be okay,” you pleaded. You took your wrist away and observed the holes on the side of his neck for any changes. Sure enough, the holes sealed themselves up and healed. Jungkook didn’t wake up, but you heard his heartbeat resume back to normal.
You couldn’t believe what had happened and covered your face with your hands, leaning back against the seat. You sighed and decided to take out your phone from your dress’ pocket. Hoseok had spammed you with over twenty messages, asking where you were and if you were okay. You texted him back, trying your best not to cry.
[Y/N] 12:01 AM
Hoseok, I’m okay. I’m sorry for worrying you. Listen, I’m going to take Jungkook home. I’ll tell you everything later. Don’t worry.
You put your phone back in your pocket and pulled the seatbelt across Jungkook’s body, securing it into place with a click. You grabbed his car keys from his pocket and got out of the car to get into the driver’s seat. After turning on the ignition, you put your seatbelt on and began adjusting the rear-view mirror. You paused for a moment once you saw your reflection, your mouth and neck consumed by Jungkook’s dried blood. You were disgusted with yourself, quickly tilting the mirror up so you could see the back windshield. The top of Jungkook’s head also showed and he looked so weak. The guilt gnawed away at your insides as you set the car in reverse and backed up slowly. You then set the car in drive and sped back to your apartments.
Once you arrived, you used your enhanced strength and speed to lift Jungkook out of the car and quickly slip in and out of his place. You had placed him onto his bed after changing him out of his bloody-stained clothes. You also cleaned him up a bit before running back to your apartment, slamming the door shut behind you.
You kicked off your heels, not even bothering to put them up on the shoe rack. You went to your bathroom to take a shower, wanting to wash away your sins. You avoided the sight of your reflection in the mirror when you placed your phone down on countertop. You proceeded to slip out of your dress and threw it into the laundry basket. Turning on the shower, you waited for a minute until the water was hot. You then jumped in and let yourself drown in its warmth.
‘I almost killed him…’
Pretty soon, you were sure the water dripping down your face wasn’t from the shower anymore. It was from your tears.
Jungkook recovery was quick. In fact, he woke up an hour after you had left him. He was surprised to find himself in his bedroom and in different clothes, but he knew you were the one who took him home. He reached for his phone that you had laid on his nightstand to text you ‘thank you’.
However, you never replied to his message. You actually ignored him for two weeks. You felt too ashamed to talk to him after what you had done. Anytime he was nearby on campus, your sharp ears picked up his voice and you would walk in the opposite direction. He couldn’t find you at your apartment either because you lived with Hoseok and his roommate in their apartment for a while.
You confessed to your best friend about what had happened the day after the party on the phone. He was sympathetic and tried to persuade you to talk things out to Jungkook, but you hated confrontation.
“What about blood? You’re going to have to see him sometime when you’re hungry again.”
“I don’t deserve his blood.”
Being the kind-hearted soul he was, Hoseok decided to offer you his blood as an alternative. It was a sweet gesture, but you knew it was a bad idea. He was squeamish about blood and the concept of feeding as a whole (even though you were his best friend). Plus, he wasn’t your donor. Not that he had to be your donor to order to give you blood, but it didn’t feel right. It was more favorable for vampires to drink only from their donors or from blood bags they bought on their own. Both were pricey options (considering the quality of blood) and you definitely didn’t have enough money to buy blood bags right now. You preferred drinking straight from the source of an actual human anyway.
As a result, you ended up taking his offer. The first time you fed off of Hoseok was a little over a week after the night of the party. It was frustrating though since he wasn’t able to keep still. You didn’t even want to feed off his neck because that would have been too overwhelming for him.
“Okay, do it,” Hoseok said, inhaling sharply. You two were sitting on his bed and his head was turned the other way to avoid the sight of your fangs and eyes. You lifted his wrist up to your mouth and he let out a squeak.
“Hoseok… we don’t have to do this…” you said, rolling your eyes for the fifth time.
“But you’re hungry.”
“I’ll just… ask for more money from my parents or something.”
“No, it’s okay. Just do it,” He put his other hand on his mouth to prevent any more noises from coming out. You sighed and opened your mouth once more, about to sink your teeth into his skin when he let out a scream. “Ahhh!!!”
“Hoseok, I swear to god!” you shouted.
“I’m sorry, just do i—ahh! Ow!”
You bit his wrist due to your lack of patience. He freaked out as first but relaxed when the pain subsided. You came to find out that Hoseok’s blood was on the sweeter side, suiting his personality. However, it was too sweet for you and you grew sick of it after drinking for a minute.
“Mmm… I’m full,” you said with a stiff smile. Hoseok turned to look at you in surprise.
“Really? That was… fast.”
“Your blood is so good, I don’t need to drink a lot of it to be full,” you lied, letting go of his wrist. Hoseok knew you weren’t telling the truth, but he really did not want to live through another bite today.
“Just call me when you’re hungry, okay? No starving.”
“Okay…”
That was lie. You kept holding off on feeding because you didn’t like making Hoseok uncomfortable. There was only so much you could take though and you fed off of him the very next day. His blood was like sugar syrup, still too sweet for your taste buds but what could you do? Nothing.
By the end of the week, you couldn’t take it anymore. You needed Jungkook. You missed him. Wait. Did you miss him? Or did you miss his blood?
“Thank you for letting me stay here for so long… but I’m going to head back to my place.”
“Aw, you sure?” Hoseok asked, giving you a sad pout. “It’s been fun having you with me~. We see each other more~.”
“I know, but I’ve stayed too long. I need to… go face Jungkook.”
“My blood wasn’t that good, huh?” he asked with a laugh. You froze and scratched your head awkwardly.
“N-No! I just… it’s a bit too sweet for me. Like you.”
“Don’t worry, I’m not offended. I find it funny,” Hoseok threw his hands around you for a hug and you returned the action. “Tell me how it goes.”
“I will. I drank enough to be full for the day, so I’m not worried.”
He let go of you and you waved goodbye to him before leaving a gust of wind where you were once standing.
Jungkook was cooped up in his bedroom playing on his gaming computer when the sound of knocking caught his attention. He sighed and clicked pause on the game before getting up and walking to his door. The last person he expected to see was you, but there you were… right in front of him.
“H-Hey…” you said shyly.
“Where have you been?!” Your eyes widened, not expecting such volume from his voice.
“I-I…” He pulled you into his apartment and shut the door behind you with a loud slam. You stared at his backside and the hand that was still on the door, wondering when he was going to turn around and face you. You could sense that he was angry and feared what he was going to say next.
“Where have you been?” he repeated, now much calmer.
“Um… I’ve been staying at Hoseok’s place.” He exhaled sharply, sliding his hand down the door before turning around to look at you.
“What about feeding?”
“I drank from Hoseok…” His nostrils flared, feeling a tinge of jealousy in his heart upon hearing your words.
“From Hoseok? He’s not your donor. I am!”
“I know, but I couldn’t… I couldn’t see you.”
“Why not?! You’re supposed to come to me for blood. Only me! What’s the point of spending all your money if you’re not even going to come to me?!” He looked so upset; you swore you could see the veins popping out of his neck.
“Why are you getting so upset?! You should be happy. It’s like free money!”
“I don’t care about the money! I was worried sick thinking you died or something!”
“You’re not supposed to be the one who’s worried! I am!”
“Why?!”
“Because I almost killed you!!!”
Silence filled the atmosphere and your emotions were all over the place. You were close to crying but felt the need to remain strong. His face was unreadable and you wished he would say something. You decided to break the silence first before the awkwardness suffocated you.
“I almost killed you…” you repeated in a quieter voice, staring at the floor. “I couldn’t face you after what I did to you.”
“… But you didn’t.” You lifted your head up to meet his gaze.
“What?”
“But you didn’t kill me. I’m okay.”
“That’s not good enough for me. Jungkook, I attacked you and almost sucked you dry. You could have died.”
“But I didn’t.”
“Jungkook! Get it through your head! I went crazy… I shouldn’t have hurt you like that.”
“I’m your donor. I knew what I was getting into. I gave you consent. Besides, you always threaten to kill me,” he said with a chuckle, attempting to lighten the mood. You only frowned at him as a response.
“It’s not funny! I really did almost kill you!”
“So what? You hate me anyway,” he said with a shrug. You blinked rapidly, furrowing your eyebrows at his words.
“I do not…”
“You always say you do.”
“I don’t though.”
“I’m pretty sure you do. Don’t worry, I’m just a blood bag, remember? You don’t need to care so much.”
“But I do care about you!” you confessed. Jungkook’s eyes grew wider than yours when you realized what you had done. “It doesn’t matter anyway… I’m nothing more to you than the vampire that feeds off you. Just one girl out of hundreds you see every day. I’ll leave now.”
You tried to walk past him when he snatched your wrist from behind.
“Don’t go.” You felt your heart stop at those words. Those two simple words that were more powerful than anything.
“Why not?” you asked, not looking back.
“Because I care about you too.” Now you were confused. You spun your head around to see the serious look he had on his face.
“What…?” He pulled you into his arms and embraced you in a tight hug. Your body became stiff and you couldn’t bring yourself to hug him back.
“I care about you too, silly.”
“That’s a lie. How many girls have you slept with recently, huh?”
“Since the party… none. I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”
“Because of my stupid drunk actions?”
“It was hot. I enjoyed it a lot. Didn’t you?”
“… Yeah… but I hurt you really badly. I was scared.”
“I’m okay though. You were just really hungry and drunk. We now know you shouldn’t drink alcohol on an empty stomach. Don’t avoid me anymore.”
“But what if I attack you like that again even without alcohol?”
“I highly doubt it. Especially if you feed from me often enough. I don’t like worrying about if you’re getting enough blood in you.”
“I’m sorry…”
“Are you?”
“I am.”
“Well then…” He hoisted you up with his strong arms and you held onto him in fear of falling.
“Jungkook! Put me down!” He ignored you and carried you into his bedroom, plopping your body onto the mattress.
“You said you were sorry. But I don’t believe you. I’m still angry with you, you know.”
He parted your legs open and climbed on top of you, placing his groin on top of yours as he held himself up with one hand by the side of your head. His member was already becoming erect and you pouted at him.
“I really am sorry. What do you want from me?” He gave you a sweet, bunny-like smile full of innocence, but you knew you were in for a punishment.
“Maybe it’s time for me to bite you.” He used his index finger from his free hand and ghosted it down the side of your neck, smirking while doing so.
“Y-You’re funny,” you stuttered, moving your hands in front of your chest as some form of protection. Jungkook grabbed your wrists with his large hand and pinned them above your head.
“You think I’m joking?” His voice was deeper this time and you swallowed harshly, finding it harder to breathe with the intensity of his eyes. “You drank enough blood today, right baby girl?”
“Yeah…”
“Good. I’m not in the mood to be fed on tonight.”
“What are yo—oh~ god,” you moaned suddenly. Jungkook had pressed his lips onto your neck, kissing it, sucking it, licking it in that order. You squirmed under him, trying to free yourself from his grip, but you felt weak under his touch for once. He became rougher and sucked on the area right below your jawline, biting it just enough to tear a part of your flesh. You whimpered from the pain and Jungkook used his tongue to lick off the blood that seeped out. He finished with a soft kiss and smiled at large hickey that had formed on your neck.
“You’re mine.” His cocky expression could be seen in how he raised an eyebrow at you.
“I heal quickly though,” you shot back.
“I guess you need more.”
You wanted to say something else, but his lips reunited with your neck in that same spot. You let out a small whine from the soreness and he trailed butterfly kisses down to your collarbone area. Your breathing became irregular when he decided to suck on your collarbone harshly. His teeth gently grazed your skin this time, but you knew it would leave another mark.
“Jungkook please…”
“I’m not done with you. Keep your hands above your head,” He removed the hand on your wrists and found the bottom of your T-Shirt, lifting it up enough to expose your bra. Resting his face in between your mounds, he kissed your chest tenderly before biting down once more on your left breast to leave another hickey. You were slowly understanding how pain and pleasure could go hand in hand.
Jungkook hooked his finger in your bra and pulled it down to expose a nipple. He pinched it gently in between his fingers before taking it in his mouth. You couldn’t help but moan as his tongue flicked back and forth. He gave your other breast the same treatment before getting off of you. You wondered what he was doing, seeing how he had gotten off the bed completely but couldn’t say anything when he grabbed your legs and dragged your body to the edge of the bed.
He pulled off your leggings, frustrated at how tightly they clung to your skin. He proceeded to take off your panties as well, chuckling when he noticed how soaked they were.
“You didn’t cum last time, did you?”
You sat up on your elbows and shook your head.
“No… but that’s okay.”
“It’s not okay,” he said darkly as he got down on his knees. His hands wrapped around your thighs and he scooted you even closer to the edge of the bed. He first kissed your thighs lovingly, trailing his mouth closer and closer to your heat. Once he got to the innermost part of your thigh, his teeth pinched your skin and you let out a hiss. He sucked on it to relieve the pain and you knew he had left yet another mark.
Your words of protests died on your lips when his tongue laid flat against your slit. You lost strength in your elbows and attempted to close your thighs, but he forced them open and began tasting your essence like a starved man. He swirled his tongue on your outer folds teasingly before diving in deep. His tongue dipped into your womanhood and you arched your back in response.
You could tell Jungkook aimed to please and accepted nothing less until you ended up sobbing from his touch. The way he held onto your thighs was firm and he planned to keep you still. He penetrated his tongue in and out of you and you closed your eyes from the pleasure. When he inserted his middle finger into you knuckles deep, you let out a loud ‘Fuck!’. As if he wanted to punish you for cursing, another finger was added to your wet heat and you could hear the lewd noises of your juices as Jungkook fingered you.
Your orgasm was approaching when Jungkook began sucking on your clit, fingering you nonstop. You could barely breathe and felt a tight knot in your stomach, ready to snap like a rubberband. He curled his fingers deep, finding your sweet spot in a matter of seconds and you dissolved into pleasure when you cummed all over his mouth. Your moans were unrestrained and your body trembled when he took out his fingers. He continued helping you ride out your orgasm by cleaning up your mess with his tongue. When he finally removed his face from your thighs and stood up, you learned how to breathe again.
“Wow…” you said, resting your arm across your forehead.
“You’re such a messy girl. I’m still not done with you,” You were shocked even though you knew you shouldn’t have been. Jungkook rubbed his chin and stared at your half naked body. “Take off your shirt and bra.”
You slowly sat up and complied, removing the articles of clothing one by one and throwing them off the bed. Now you were completely bare and noticed the tent in his sweatpants. He wetted his lips at the sight of you and then took off his own shirt and pants. You felt yourself getting heated once more at the sight of his godly body. He definitely worked out a lot. You could see it in his arms, thighs, and abs. A beautifully proportioned man and he didn’t fall short down in his lower region either.
“Since you went down on me, I can go down on you,” you offered, blushing a deep shade of red. Jungkook rubbed his erect member and shook his head.
“I want to be inside of you. Now,” He got onto the bed and hovered above you again, pushing you back down onto the mattress. “I ran out of condoms though…”
“That’s okay. I’m on the pill.”
“I wanted a vampire baby though.”
“Jungkook, that’s not funny.”
“I think it is,” He gave you a goofy grin before planting a kiss on your forehead. “Are you sure this is okay?”
“Yes. I want you to cum inside me,” you whispered sinfully. Jungkook held himself up with one hand and used the other to position his cock at your entrance, sliding it against your wet folds. He couldn’t wait any longer and shoved his member inside, the two of you simultaneously moaning at the contact. He was so deeply buried into you, forcing your walls to expand to get used to his size.
Jungkook began to set a pace, thrusting into you slowly and made sure to insert himself all the way in before pulling back out. He loved how tight you were and the slow pace soon wasn’t enough to satiate him. His thrusts became slams of pleasure, sending jolts of electricity through your entire body. You held onto his back and dug your nails deep into his skin, but he loved it. He enjoyed the pain it brought and moaned above you. You watched his beautiful face with how his eyes were closed and how he bit his lip as he continued fucking you. The way his hair stuck to his forehead from the sweat was incredibly sexy and you felt his rhythm become faster.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” he growled. He suddenly pulled out of you, leaving you empty and you hated it. “Get up.” You obeyed, although confused, and sat up only to have him push you back down face first into the mattress. Your ass was up in the air and he moved around to get behind it, surprising you with a spanking. “You’ve been a bad girl.”
The slap stung a little and you were pretty sure tomorrow there would be a hand print left behind from his actions. He smacked your ass again when you didn’t reply with more than just a whimper.
“Answer me,” he demanded.
“I’ve been a bad girl,” you spewed out quickly.
“What should I do with you?” You felt his hand caressing your ass cheek and knew he would spank you again.
“P-Punish me…?” He spanked you once more and you felt more pleasure than pain from it.
“That’s right,” He inserted his member back into your harshly and your mind became blank. He began pounding into you rapidly, his thighs slapping against yours. “Take it. Take my cock like a good girl.”
You balled up the bedsheets in your fists as he continued gripping your hips, pulling you back onto his cock over and over again. You attempted to get on all fours, using your hands to lift you up, but he pushed your head back down and snapped his hips into yours harshly. You were drowning in pleasure and he spanked you a couple of times, making you moan even louder.
Jungkook took his cock out of you again and laid on his side, pulling you down to lay on your side as well in a spooning position. He lifted your top leg and shoved his member into you again from behind, fucking you with an intensity that made you scream. His face buried into your neck and he left another hickey solely by sucking on the skin so severely. He could feel that he was going to cum soon but wanted to cum with you, so he rubbed your clit with the hand that was once on your thigh. His other hand was lying beneath your head and it made its way around your neck, squeezing around your throat just enough to bring more arousal. You didn’t think you had a choking kink until today.
“Cum for me,” he demanded into your ear.
You cussed several times and he grunted when you both orgasmed, him being first while you being a close second. You felt your insides being painted white, the hot semen pumping into you from the tip of his member. He pulled out slowly and you could feel his cum leaking out, pooling around your thighs.
You both laid there in silence for a couple of minutes, catching your breaths. Jungkook then released his hand around your neck and sat up. You lifted your head up, so he could remove his arm fully and get out of bed. He headed into his bathroom and grabbed a wipe, coming back to clean up the mess he had made between your legs. After discarding it in the trash bin in the bathroom, he came back out and cuddled with you laying on his chest. You sighed happily and he kissed the top of your head.
“You were amazing,” Jungkook stated.
“I know.” He chuckled but didn’t say anything else. There was a silence that hung in the air longer than you expected and you felt awkward. It was like you two didn’t know what to say to each other. “So… what are we now…?”
“Ah right. I’m supposed to ask the question.”
“Will you be my boyfriend?” you said quickly, beating him to the punch. He chuckled and lifted your chin up to kiss you on the lips.
“Yes. I’d love to, babe.”