Hunters of the Night

Chapter 1

Years ago...

God, he was pretty. His red hair shone in the moonlight, as Jungkook took him from behind in that hidden alleyway. He leaned against the bricks, fingers scraping over the wall, trying to find some way to keep himself steady while he had his way with him.

He had been so easy. It was really him who had taken the initiative in this. He hadn't counted on fucking this night, but when someone as pretty as this boy offered himself so easily to him, he wouldn't say no.

The memory of the first time their eyes met came back.

He had watched him take a sip from his drink and his breath had caught up in his chest. The tight fitted shirt revealed a ripped chest above a hips hugging leather pants. As he'd turned sideways, showing his frame, Jungkook's heart had started racing when he saw the curve of his butt, perfectly round shaped in those pants. Those should've been illegal to wear.

He must've seen him staring, because within minutes after turning away, trying to calm down his rapid beating heart, he tapped him on his shoulder and smiled, biting his lower lip.

They talked. They stared. And in the end it had been the red-haired guy who took the first step to close the gap between them. Time seemed to have stopped since they shared that first kiss, but it couldn't have been more than fifteen minutes ago. Fifteen minutes for him to realize he wanted nothing more than to fuck him.

"Come on, harder..." he breathed heavily, as he moved quicker against his hips.

His back arched and a wave of excitement rushed through Jungkook. He grabbed his chin, pushed it sideways, so he could look at his face. The boy's eyes were closed but the smile on his face, told him he was enjoying this. Jungkook felt one of his hands, reaching behind, digging into the skin above his exposed butt cheeks.

Groaning, he could feel himself reaching his climax. It was fast and delicious. His body stiffened and he closed his eyes to enjoy the effect it had on everything in him.

All of a sudden a voice spoke next to his ear. "That was amazing," it said.

Jungkook's eyes flew open, locking immediately with the eyes of the one who spoke, noticing they'd turned red.

The red-haired boy slowly turned around, his hand reaching up to trace along Jungkook's jawline and down to his neck. "I always like to be taken roughly like that," he said in a hushed tone as he leaned in and kissed him in his neck, "before it's my turn."

His tongue trailed over his skin and everything started to tingle.

Jungkook closed his eyes and surrendered, unaware of the fate that was upon him...

***

Today...

It started to shimmer. Carefully, he pushed the curtain back and looked outside. The moon had come out again.

A smile crept on his face.

It was time.

He stretched his cramped up muscles and turned around to the couch where the boy lay sleeping. Jungkook – the boy – didn't have a clue how to hunt, when he met him that very first time. He had taught the boy everything he knew and now he had to confess Jungkook was getting better in the game than he was.

He remembered the night he met the youngster.

He'd just taken a prey, when suddenly he heard a noise coming from behind him. Back then, he used a cave to take his prey into. It had been deserted for many, many years and was perfect for draining the prey he caught.