What if a 753 years old vampire got pregnant by a 26 years old merman?
Warnings ⚠️ (must read)
- boy x boy
- so many plot twists
- strong and mature language
- forced intimacy
- smuts 🔞
- mpreg
- angst
- happy ending
- grammatical mistakes (caus...
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(RIP to this piano😔☝🏻)
The scene that unfolded before him was one of ethereal beauty. Kim Taehyung sat at a ebony piano, his fingers dancing over the keys with grace and precision. Candelight flickered around the room, casting long shadows and bathing the vampire in a warm, amber glow.
Jungkook stood transfixed, unable to tear his gaze away from Taehyung's captivating presence. The vampire's hair, as dark as the night itself, fell in loose waves around his pale face.. the very essence of breathtaking contrast.
A strange sense of longing washes over Jungkook as he watches Taehyung play. He hates vampires, he reminds himself, but there's something about the way the king's fingers move, the way his hair falls across his forehead, that makes Jungkook's heart race and his skin tingle.
As if feeling Jungkook's gaze, Taehyung pauses, his fingers hovering above the keys. He turns his head slowly, his red eyes glinting in the moonlight as he catches Jungkook lurking in the doorway
A slow smirk spreads across Taehyung's face, fangs gleaming wickedly. "Caught you staring," he purrs, his voice a low, velvety rumble that sends a shiver down Jungkook's spine.
"Come here,"
Jungkook stiffens, his fists clenching at his sides. "Don't order me around," he snaps, his voice barely above a whisper. But despite his words, he finds himself pushing off from the doorway and walking towards the vampire.
Taehyung watches Jungkook approach with a predatory gleam in his eyes. As the merman draws near, the vampire reaches out, his cold fingers wrapping around Jungkook's wrist. "You say you hate me," Taehyung murmurs, his face inches from Jungkook's.
Jungkook swallows hard, his heart pounding in his chest like a caged animal. "I do," he breathes, his gaze flicking to Taehyung's lips. The vampire's touch is cold, but it leaves a trail of fire on Jungkook's skin.
Taehyung's smirk widens, his fangs scraping against his bottom lip teasingly. "Then why are you standing so close?" He stood up
As Taehyung rises, the folds of his black silk robe part, offering Jungkook a tantalizing glimpse of the pale skin beneath. The robe hangs open just enough to hint at what lies within, the ties loose and inviting. Jungkook's breath hitches, his mouth suddenly dry.
Jungkook's eyes are drawn to the opening of the robe, his mind filling with images of what is underneath. He can feel his heart racing, his skin prickling with heat. Without thinking, he reaches out, his fingers brushing against the cool silk. "King Taehyung,"
As Jungkook's fingers graze the silk, flashes of their first night together flood his mind - the way Taehyung's cool skin felt against his heated flesh, the vampire's lips trailing kisses down his neck, the exquisite pleasure-
