Mated (Trickster x Reader)

Ten

A soft moan escapes your lips as Ji-Woon leaves kisses on your neck, his hands, rubbing and squeezing your breasts. Your hands rub his exposed chest. You take off his yellow jacket and his hands grab the bottom of your shirt. 

"I w-wait," your voice trembles as you grip his hands. You take a few deep breaths as Ji-Woon leans down and kisses your head. 

"You're beautiful," he spoke softly. 

He murmurs words of encouragement and you relax slowly as he leaves kisses all over your neck. "Y-You know, I notice you like my neck a lot," you moan out. 

"Ah yes," he said, sitting up. "I guess you could say it's my favorite spot, especially seeing my mark on you." 

You relax and went to remove your shirt yourself. But your hands tremble so much that you went ahead and yank it over your head before Ji-Woon can notice. You squeeze your eyes shut as he gasps in shock at what's displayed before him. 

Your body wasn't just scarred, there were words branded on your body. Whore, slut, vulgar words that sent Ji-Woon into a state of hatred and anger. 

Tears blink in the corner of your eye as he stares at the scars. You knew it, you knew he would find you disgusting. Your own mate finds it disgusting. You grit your teeth together as you hear him growl. 

"I'll kill him." 

You look up to him as his hands trail the scars and words. "I'll kill him, I'll rip him open," he growls, his eyes dancing wildly. 

"I'll peel his skin off, baring the meat on his bones. I'll cut off limb after limb and break every bone. I'll string him up like the filthy pig he is and rip his organs out. I'll castrate him, I'll kill him for hurting you, for scarring you."  

His eyes are the deepest shade of red you have seen as his canines sharpen. You reach up and pull him down to kiss him. He still growls as he's riled up in a rage, but his rage slowly vanishes as the kiss grows heated. 

"I'm okay now," you said, gently. "I'm okay, I'm here with you Ji." 

Hlet's out a big sigh, trying to get his anger under control. He cups your face, thumbs brushing softly over your soft cheeks. Your teary eyes blinked up to him, having this innocent expression. His fingers trail through your hair, tugging it to make your head move back. 

He kisses you, unable to help himself. The kiss is hard in passion than the usual kisses you two shared. Not like the quick kisses you two had to exchange in trials so the survivors wouldn't catch you. 

You gulp as the both of you shed your remaining clothes. Your eyes trail to his cock, which is hanging there in all its glory. Your body burns in desire for him, all of him. Your thighs subconsciously rub together, feeling your panties getting soaked in arousal. 

"Are you ready?" he asked. 

"Yeah, I am," you said, smiling.