Only You | YoonKook 🔞

13

The door creaked open, revealing a space that felt both foreign and familiar.

As they entered, Jungkook felt the tension crackle in the air. Jisoo's eyes were wide with anticipation, and Jungkook could sense the hunger behind them. He had indulged in this sort of encounter before, but ever since he met Yoongi, he had held back. Tonight, however, felt different. He could feel the darkness inside him rising, and he knew he needed to do what had to be done.

They fell together onto the bed, and Jungkook took charge, guiding Jisoo beneath him. The two bodies intertwined in a dance of primal desire, and Jungkook's instincts took over. He was strong, powerful, and controlling—everything Jisoo seemed to crave.

Almost an hour into it, Jungkook paused, breathless and exhilarated. He leaned in closer, his voice low and enticing. "How do you feel about a little choking?"

Jisoo's eyes widened, a mix of surprise and thrill flashing across his features. "I—yeah, I think I could be into that."

With a swift motion, Jungkook wrapped his hand around Jisoo's throat, feeling the rush of adrenaline as he started to pound into him. The mix of pleasure and danger ignited something primal within him, and he pushed deeper, feeling the walls of control begin to fade away. Jisoo gasped, eyes fluttering, hands flailing at Jungkook's hand that was tight around his throat. Jungkook felt a surge of power rush through him as he watched him struggle, he could help but chuckle, a wild and insane grin on his face.

Soon, Jisoo's movements began to slow, the light in his eyes dimming as he succumbed to the overwhelming sensations. Jungkook didn't relent, pounding harder and harder, riding the edge of ecstasy and darkness until finally, Jisoo's body went limp beneath him, the last remnants of consciousness fading away.

"Shit," Jungkook breathed, panting as he finished inside him, the rush of pleasure mingling with the cold reality of what he had done. He lay next to Jisoo, staring up at the ceiling, trying to process the whirlwind of decisions that had led him here.

What was he going to do next?

He could feel the shadows creeping back in, but right now, with Jisoo's warm body beside him and the thrill still coursing through his veins, he felt comfort; completely at peace.

Jungkook glanced at him before he got up and carried Jisoo off to the bathroom to wash away any evidence.

Then he carried him to his bedroom, laying the limp body on the plastic covered massage table.

Jungkook brushed his finger tips along his various tools before he decided to go check on the friend.

Jungkook walked out to his living room to find the other man still passed out on his couch. Jungkook walked back to his room and shut the door, getting to work on dismembering Jisoo.

It took awhile but he finally finished, Jisoo's body parts all wrapped up in individual little black baggies. Once he was done he wiped down the plastic on the massage table before putting it in a bag and replacing it.

He walked out to the living room and picked up his next victim, placing him on the table.

As Jungkook was sawing through his leg, the friend stirred, his bleary eyes struggling to focus. "What... god?" he mumbled, confusion and fear lacing his words.

Jungkook smirked, his expression icy. "Yes. I am your god now. Just let go and accept your fate. I'll take care of everything."

The friend blinked, still caught in the haze of intoxication, unable to fully grasp the situation, not even noticing his leg was half way cut open.

Jungkook moved closer, his demeanor shifting from playful to predatory. The atmosphere in the room thickened, charged with a chilling intensity.

"Relax," Jungkook continued, his voice low and smooth, almost hypnotic. "You won't feel a thing. Just let the darkness take you."

With that, Jungkook tightened the straps, ensuring there was no escaping the fate that awaited him. The friend's eyes widened in realization as the reality of his situation began to sink in and the pain, but it was too late.

Jungkook's cold smile remained as he prepared for what was to come, the thrill of control coursing through him.

He let the man scream for a couple seconds before he slowly slit his throat, smirking as the man gargled on his own blood.

Once he stopped, Jungkook continued his work, working until almost five in the morning. There was no way he could dispose of the bodies now, he'd have to wait. He grabbed the various bags and went to place them in his ice chest for the time being.

He cleaned up and showered before he laid on his bed to sleep for a hour.

Jungkook woke up an hour later, feeling refreshed. He headed down to the gym in his building for a quick workout, pushing himself through a series of exercises that left him invigorated. After showering, he returned to his apartment, ready to eat breakfast and prepare for work.

As he sat at the table with a bowl of cereal, he turned on the news, the familiar morning anchor's voice filling the room.

"We have breaking news this morning. A body has been discovered near Haneul Serenity Park. We want to warn our viewers that the details are disturbing and gruesome."

Jungkook paused, spoon halfway to his mouth, his interest piqued. He watched intently as the reporter described the scene, mentioning that the victim was a male in his late twenties, and the cause of death was still being investigated. Despite the chilling details, Jungkook remained calm and collected, his expression unreadable.

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"What do we got?" Namjoon asked one of the officers as he and his partner, Seokjin, made their way through the crime scene.

"Body of a male, believed to be in his late twenties," the officer said, his tone serious. "No identification on him yet, but the medical examiner is on their way."

Namjoon's brow furrowed as he surveyed the scene. "Any signs of a struggle?"

"Nothing that we can see at the moment. The body is intact, but the circumstances suggest foul play. He was likely killed elsewhere and dumped here," the officer continued, gesturing towards the area.

Seokjin knelt down, examining the ground for any evidence. "What about witnesses? Anyone see or hear anything?"

"Not yet. The park was quiet, and most of the nearby businesses were closed for the night," the officer replied, frustration evident in his voice.

Namjoon sighed, feeling the weight of the case settle on his shoulders. "Let's get forensics here ASAP. We need to comb through this area for any clues. And have someone check the missing persons reports; we need to identify the victim and see if anyone is looking for him."

As the officers moved to secure the perimeter, Namjoon exchanged a glance with Seokjin, both men understanding that this case was going to take a lot of work.