Whispers of Submission jjk

Chapter 11

Next Day
(this chapter is written in author's POV )

⚠ Trigger Warning ⚠

This chapter delves into dark and explicit themes, including non-consensual sexual content (rape), coercion, and violence. If these topics are distressing or triggering for you, please do not proceed. Your well-being comes first—protect your peace.

"If you need support, know that you're not alone. Seek comfort in trusted spaces"

Jungkook arrived at Y/N's house later that evening, his heart pounding with anticipation. He'd been thinking about this moment all day, 

imagining how it would feel to finally have her, to make her his in the most intimate way possible. As he stepped inside, 

he found her standing in the living room,

 her arms wrapped around herself as if trying to protect what little dignity she had left.

She looked at him with a mix of fear and resignation, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Let's just get this over with," she whispered, her voice hollow.

Jungkook said nothing, simply nodding as he walked closer.

 He could see the way she trembled under his gaze, the way her breath hitched 

as he closed the distance between them. His hand reached out to cup her chin, tilting her face up so she had no choice but to look at him.

"You're beautiful,"

 he murmured, his voice low and almost tender.

Y/N didn't respond, her body stiffening as he leaned in, his lips brushing against her neck. She closed her eyes,

 trying to block out the sensation of his warm breath against her skin,

 trying to remind herself that this was just a means to an end.

Jungkook took his time, savoring the way she squirmed under his touch. His hands trailed down her body, slowly unbuttoning her shirt and sliding it off her shoulders.

 He watched her closely, his gaze lingering on every inch of exposed skin. Her breathing grew erratic, 

each exhale more labored than the last as he continued his exploration, taking in the sight of her with a dark, possessive hunger.

He could feel her trembling beneath his hands, could see the way her eyes squeezed shut as if trying to block out what was happening.

 But that only made him more determined. He wanted her to feel everything, to know that she was his, if only for tonight.

"You're mine tonight," he whispered, his voice filled with an obsessive need as he pressed his body against hers.

Y/N's heart raced, every touch sending shockwaves through her body. 

She hated herself for the way her skin responded to him, for the way her body betrayed her with every shiver, every gasp. She knew this was wrong,

 that she should be fighting harder, but all she could think about was the freedom that awaited her once this was over. One night. Just one night, and then she would be free.

Jungkook gently pushed her onto the bed, his eyes never leaving hers as he slowly began to undress her. He was meticulous, almost reverent in the way he removed each piece of clothing,

 savoring the sight of her exposed skin. When she was finally bare before him, he paused, taking a moment to simply admire her. She was perfect, more beautiful than he had ever imagined.