F*cking the Enemy

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   Taehyung's dangerous beauty makes him look even more like a demon now that you know what he is. He walks towards you and caresses your cheek as you stand petrified in your spot, unable to say anything or even move.
-Were you seriously thinking of taking her away from me Joonie?- his voice is deep, yet sharp and cold like a spear made of ice.
-You've gone off the rails, brother...- Namjoon squares off against him, while gunshot sounds
and screaming can be heard beyond the door.
Taehyung looks him straight in the eye with a murderous intensity that makes you uncomfortable, and Namjoon stares right back with his typical intimidating nature, and in that same instance Jungkook busts through the same door with a gun pointing at them.
Taehyung acts first, grabbing a vase from the floor and throwing it at Jungkook, which he dodges, then Taehyung lunges forward to punch him, busting his lip.
You lunge yourself at him to help him from hurting Jungkook any more but Namjoon holds you back.
-My love, please...
Jungkook aims the gun at Namjoon enraged and shoots but misses, then kicks Taehyung in the stomach, making him drop to the floor. In the meantime, you manage to squeeze away from Namjoon's grasp and run to Jungkook.
-NO!!!- you scream once you see that Jungkook aims again at Namjoon's heart but manage to deflect the shot so it doesn't land.
-Let's get out of here, NOW!!!- you shout to your partner with panic in your voice.
The two of you dart away through the corridor, past the dozens and dozens of corpses laying on the ground lifeless, like you're escaping hell itself. You get past the entrace and you don't stop running until you reach Jungkook's car in an abondoned parking lot 5 blocks away. You both get in and he drives you to his place in a haze of street lights, crisp winds and darkness.

(...)

Once you get to his apartment, your nerves soothe themselves a little. The nostalgia works to create an illusion of safety that allows you to take a breath of relief.
-Do you think we're safe here?- you address him but regardless of the answer, you know there's nowhere else to go.
-Maybe...
He looks out his window with the gun in his hand, but there's no one outside, luckily.
He offers to make you some tea, which you accept gratefully while sitting on his couch.
After a few minutes he watches quietly as you take off the jacket he had offered you on the way there, since the warmth of the tea was enough to comfort your body.
-Was that guy, the director, the one you...
-Yep...- you say shortly.
-You have shitty taste in men...- he exhales loudly with frustration while sitting at his windowsill.
You get up, admiring the beauty of his profile against the moonlight, and walk up to him.
-No, I don't...
You touch his rosy lips with yours in a kiss that melts him into you. His hands surround you passionately and undress you with ease.
You start undressing him too, while kissing and biting his neck. Your whole dress drops to the ground and he takes a good look at your naked body with adoration in his eyes.
-Look at you... you're just... perfect...
He kneels in front of you to kiss your ankles, your calves, your thighs, your sex... His tongue swiping across your labia and clitoris passionately while you pull on his jet black hair. You can feel your bud hardening and fluid dripping out of your pussy, but he stops before you reach your climax. The sight of this perfect man, fully naked, kneeling on the ground is enough to send you to the gates of heaven. But then he gets up, forcing you to look up and it's even sexier. He carries and straddles you against him, to fuck you against the wall.
-Baby girl, I missed your pussy so much...- he moans in your ear after voicing his enjoyment with moans of pleasure.
The feeling of being pressed against the wall, with his cock ravaging you, overwhelms you to the point of whining, tears rolling down your cheeks... thinking how painful these emotions are.
It doesn't take long for you to cum, while he battles hard to fuck you through your mind bending orgasm without ejaculating himself. His fingers digging deep in your thighs and his teeth sinking in your neck. Nobody desires you like him. This familiar feeling of being abused by Jungkook is heavenly, nostalgically addictive.
-I love you so much baby...- he says against your lips after he kisses you ferociously and you can't deny him the truth, even if it's painful to admit it.
-I love you too...
He fucks you even harder, your pussy feels like it's about to break, and your whimpering fills the roam with lust... He carries you like a bride and brings you to his bedroom. Grabs you from behind and bends you in all fours on his bed, to sink his cock in your pulsating pussy from behind. He uses one of his hands to play with your ass and then tap your clit over and over until you explode again with yells of desperation.
He takes out his cook to slowly put it in your ass as you complain with whines and moans. He gently moves back and forth until you can sense his beautiful dick spurt his warm cum up inside you while he whimpers and cries out his ecstasy.
You turn after he takes out his dick and lays on top of you to kiss your lips some more. A few seconds later he slides down to continue to suckle your labia and massage your hardened clit until you cum nastily like an animal in heat.
He brings you with him to the shower to clean every inch of his and your body, then lays you back in bed where you feast yourself with his pretty cock in your mouth, until he coats your lips with his warm cum. You flip him over and eat his ass too, massaging his muscular butcheeks until his hole swallows up your tongue completely, then your fingers... You take him up to the sky and bring him down to hell while you make love to him, giving himself completely like he's never done. You know now that Jeon Jungkook is completely yours, and he'll do anything for you... You're just not sure if that's a weight you'd like to have over your shoulders.