Subdued Stallion [21+] - Jungkook FF [COMPLETED]

Episode 31 - Secrets and Strawberry kisses [16+]

Y/n's PoV

Y/n: "N...No..."
I stuttered soundlessly moving backwards. My body began to shake, limbs slowly grew ice cold.
Jk: "Y/n...I said take it."
He growled deep in his throat.
Y/n: "Jungkook please...no...."
I pleaded as my voice trembled.
Leaping forward, his hand clasped around my neck and he tugged me against him. The heat of his body scalding through my skin as I stared at him helplessly, blinking repeatedly to steady the blurred vision in my tear filled eyes.
Jk: "If you want this to end, you'd have to end me. You know it. Do it y/n."
He hissed harshly against my lips, watching my tears roll off uncontrollably.
Y/n: "No...N...Nooo..."
I wailed quietly, my lungs almost ready to collapse, due to the lack of air since I hadn't taken proper breath from the moment I saw the gun.
Jk: "Why not? Hm? Tell me."
He asked, staring into my watery eyes. My tears seemed to have slightly softened his cold orbs filled with despair.
His hand loosened finding its way to my cheek and I whimpered loudly after falling into his chest.
Y/n: "Because my life is nothing without you, I wouldn't dare to imagine even a second without you. You released me out of my own cage giving me hope."
Clasping his face in my hands I blabbered.
Y/n: "You are my precious. You'll always be my precious Pegasus. Always mine, I could never be without you. I can't end it, I can't..."
I sobbed burying my crumbling self in his chest.
He wrapped his arms tightly around me. A gentle kiss on my head told me he's calmed a little.
Jk: "Look at me."
He murmured against my head.
I pulled away slightly lifting my head to meet his eyes, which were now completely soft and melted. Caressing my hair to the back of my shoulders, he wiped my tears away with his thumbs. Our lips moulded together in a way like never before, to make peace with each other on behalf of our strifeful hearts. Pushing forward I resided against him tightly, denying even air to pass through between our bodies. Kissing fervently, He raked his calloused hands through my hair and I squeezed myself into him to be consumed.
A soft groan vibrated in his throat and pulled away as if he didn't want to be carried away with this hunt, as if there's something else he's hungry to capture. The truth of course, he never swayed from his purposes, no matter what came in the way. Sooner or later he wants what he wants. Another admiring trait of him, but sometimes exhausts others.

Jk: "I want to ask him."
He said determinedly and took the gun in his hand.
Y/n: "No Jungkook! what are you doing?"
I tried to grapple onto him.
Jk: "He has to answer for all of this y/n."
Y/n: "Jungkook!"
I sat up quickly holding the sheets against my chest. It took me a moment to even register his sudden decision. By the time I did, he was out of the room and the door slammed shut.
Y/n: "Jungkook stop!"
I yelled in fear of my worst nightmare unfolding. I knew he wouldn't stop. Grabbing the dress that hung by the dresser, I threw it on myself frantically before lunging towards the door.
He'd locked it from outside.
Y/n: "Jungkook! Open the door! Jungkook!"
I shouted banging on it repeatedly.
Y/n: "Someone open the door! Please..."
I cried out desperately and it clicked open this time. An addled maid stood with the laundry basket in her hand.
"My lady..."
She looked at me in mere shock.
Without wasting a moment, I pushed her out the way and ran towards Mr Jeon's room.

Author's PoV

Her unsteady feet slowed at its tracks as her eyes fell on Jungkook, who was stood in the doorway of Mr Jeon's office. His right hand raised and pointing straight towards where Mr Jeon's desk was. Y/n stopped completely, a few steps away from him. Wheezing in desperation, she breathed in as much air as possible, so she wouldn't collapse to the floor. There was hardly any strength left in her body to even move a muscle, but her mind is adamant to fight on to stop him, so it did everything it could to keep her frail figure up.
The sound of her heavy breaths begged the beast in front of her to hold back. He heard her but chose not to listen.

Mr Jeon, stared at his son like he's a complete stranger he didn't know anymore. His mind stunned with shock, body concreted to the large black leather chair. He wasn't afraid of the gun pointing towards his chest, but astounded by the rage in his son's eyes. But those doleful eyes also bear despair, making him realized all he is really demanding is just his approval. He's there as a lover seeking acceptance for his love, silently telling his father he'd lost his egoistic battle against his beloved wife.