The Erotes

Razors Edge

Jimin sucked in a breath, watching the candlelight glistening off the blade as Jungkook made his way across the room. It was the first time someone besides Yoongi had figured out his knife kink. He squirmed as the younger vampire made his way over to him. He watched as a smirk started in the corner of the other man's mouth.

Jimin tugged at his restraints as Junkook moved closer, twirling the knife on the tip of his finger. The younger vampire stopped a few feet from Jimin, still spinning the blade in his hand. He stopped and looked Jimin up and down. Jimin swallowed, and the predatory look on his face made him even harder. He knew Jungkook would make a good vampire.

Jungkook moved closer, pressing the blunt side of the dagger along Jimin's cheek, down his neck, before he flipped the knife around and cut off the older man's shirt. Jimin couldn't help but moan, fuck he was so hard. His sweatpants do not leave anything to the imagination. Jungkook licked his lips as he gently gilded the blade down Jimin's chest.

Jimin's breath hitched when the dagger broke the skin. He moaned when Jungkook licked up the drops of blood. Jimin laughed when Jungkook kissed along his waistline; he sighed when jungkook ghosted a hand over his sensitive cock, a part of him wishing for more fiction but the other part of him loving the fact the JK was making him wait. -

The older vampire nodded when JK held up a blindfold. He tugged a bit at the restraints. He loved Jungkook's idea of D-rings in the ceiling and floor. It gave Jimin a bit more freedom to move than being tied to the X. Jimin closed his eyes as the soft material was draped over his eyes. He leaned into Jungkook's touch, tilting his head to the side as the younger man placed a gentle kiss on the spot between Jimin's neck and shoulder.

He took a deep breath when Jungkook moved away. Jimin could hear him walking around the room. Jungkook's faint heartbeat was steady, his scent driving Jimin insane. The vanilla spice filled his nose when the younger vampire moved closer. His mouth was dry when he felt the warm, blunt edge of the blade against his skin. The room was warm. The sound of his own faint heartbeat filled his ears as Jim's body heated up with arousal. He shuddered at the sound of cloth being cut away from his skin. Jungkook didn't utter a single word as he dragged the knife along Jim's exposed flesh.

"Fuck," Jimin breathed out. The sound of his own voice was loud in the silent room.

Every single nerve ending was now on fire; Jimin couldn't control his own body as the younger man continued his slow and methodical assault on his body. This was nothing Jimin had ever experienced with anyone besides Yoongi. The float euphoric feeling was overwhelming. Jimin tried the thrust his hips feeling fingers gently glide up and down his aching cock. Jungkook stopped him, holding Jimin in place with one hand.

"Please," Jimin whined. He had been edged several times, but this was different. He couldn't even think of a word to describe the flood of emotions.

Jungkook didn't reply. Jimin squirmed, trying to gain any small amount of friction, swearing when he felt the warmth wrap around his cock. It was too much and not enough. The dagger's blade was still warm against his cold skin. Jungkook's mouth was hot; the board swipes of his tongue sent shivers down Jimin's spine, his soft hands working his shaft and caressing his balls. Jimin couldn't even utter coherent words as the pleasure built. Jimin shook as he came, Jungkook working out every single last drop he could.

"We aren't done, you understand?" Jungkook said as he untied Jimin's ankles and wrists.