Bottom Taehyung Drabbles

Feral

[Vkook] [Fluff] [1.6k Words]

Taehyung can get a bit violent when he's in heat – lucky for Jungkook, that's his thing.

Warning : Smut

Note : Puma!Jungkook and lion!Taehyung. Keep in mind that they have animal ears and tails in this fic.

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Taehyung clung onto him like his life depended on it; raw desperation lacing the grip he has on Jungkook's shoulders as his claws dug into the skin until they drew blood. "Jungkook, fuck," his voice, when it came out, sounded more like a snarl than anything else, "I can't breathe – can't, Jungkook –"

It actually took Jungkook a moment or two to let the entire situation sink into his brain, mind reeling hard to grasp the information. He sniffed the air once, twice, and then a couple more times – and though this might go unnoticed by the other, Jungkook could feel his chest getting tighter as the scent becomes more and more recognizable.

"Are you –" the puma stopped himself in mid-sentence, still somewhat taken aback, his raven tail whipping from side to side as a manifestation of his anxiousness, "Are you in heat?"

Something like guilt shone brightly through Taehyung's eyes when he looked up with his ears pressed flat against his brown locks, "Yes?" he said, throat constricting to stifle a growl, "I'm sorry?"

In truth, Jungkook was fully aware of what the sudden apology meant. The last time Taehyung got into heat, he'd been so violent that Jungkook ended up with a dislocated shoulder and a large scar on his back – which was't even that big of a deal, because the experience was worth the price and Jungkook doesn't mind going to the hospital every now and then, but Taehyung seemed to be a little more reluctant to let it go.

"Don't be silly; there's nothing you should be sorry for," he gave a short, soothing laugh and could instantly feel the other relaxing by a bit, "Now, do you want to shower first, or –"

"Now," Taehyung cuts him off with a choked-off moan, his fangs flashing in a grimace when he lifts his hands off his boyfriend's slightly bleeding shoulders and turned them into tight fists to hide his claws. "– please? I'm sorry."

Jungkook rolled his eyes in absolute nonchalance, "There, there, it's alright," he said, a chuckle soft on the edge of his throat when he moved to pull the lion into the bedroom, "These kinds of things actually turns me on."

Taehyung just clenched his jaw in constipated frustration and nodded along, letting Jungkook drag him across the house and towards their bedroom. When they reached the bed, the younger of the two took it upon himself to push his lover's frame gently against the soft mattress.

"Now," he whispered softly into the Taehyung's ear, drinking in every twitch that Taehyung made in response. Cute. "How do you want me?"

Taehyung visibly stiffens under him, jittery hands still wrapped into tight fists as to not let his claws out. And he was trying so hard to hold his urges back, because gentle sex equals zero wounds – but the adrenaline in his veins were trying to fucking kill him as it ran like race-cars throughout his entire body, emitting an ache that couldn't be described in words, practically forcing him to be aggressive.

In mindless frustration, Taehyung reaches out to the puma's frame and practically flips them over, his tail whipping violently from side to side as if it had a life of it's own when he sat on his boyfriend's spread thighs.

Resting his still-clenched hands on each side of Jungkook's head, Taehyung leaned in – as slow as he could – for a kiss, and made sure that he didn't bite on the other's tongue or anything. That seemed to evoke a growl from the ravenette's gut, his chest vibrating at the beastly noise.