demonic (Taekook)

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Jimin made his way to one of the sofas, its cushions ripped and leaking stuffing, yet it seemed to be the in best shape of the three. He plopped back, arms propped up on the back of the couch as he smirked at the other men and women in the room who still stared at Jungkook in the doorway.

One of the women who sat lounging on one of them mens laps spoke up breathily. "That smell..." Her eyes were lidded and her mouth party gaped opened.

Jimin motioned for Jungkook to come sit, his hand patting at his lap. Jungkook froze, his muscle tensed, refusing to let him move forward. Jimin looked up at him, anger glittering in his eyes. "Come here. Now." He gritted out, his words sharp and biting. Jungkook gulped and moved one shaky step forward, one foot after another as he robotically moved the the couch, body trembling as he sat down next to Jimin a few inches away. His lungs on the verge of hyperventilating from a mixture of fear and the rancid air of the room.

The other demons in the room stared at him, no one speaking until Jimin broke the silence.

"Closer darling." His voice was harsh as his hands moved to grip Jungkooks thighs, pulling him roughly forward until he was sitting on his lap, back facing him. Jungkook swallowed hard as his body violently shook, tears streaming down his face again. He felt breath on his neck as Jimin leaned closer, inhaling mere centimeters from his body causing Jungkooks skin to crawl. He shut his eyes tight and huffed out a cry when he felt the warm wet feeling of a tongue lapping over his skin, his muscles aching to get far away. Jimin grabbed the collar of his battered t shirt and yanked, a tearing sound filled the room as his shirt was torn half off his chest, allowing Jimin more access to his pale exposed skin. Jungkook let out a yell of pain as the skin on his shoulder was punctured by razor sharp teeth. Jimins tongue ran over the bleeding teeth marks, a low rumble sounding in his throat. The rooms still atmosphere broke as the other demons shifted restlessly. The women who spoke before leaped off of the man she had been propped up on and quickly moved the the side if Jimin, leaning forward to grasp one of Jungkooks arms, jerking it harshly towards her. Faster than Jungkooks eyes could follow, he was on the ground while Jimin stood over the woman, hand clasped around her neck.

"Touch him again and i'll break your goddamn neck" His tone was cruel and growling as the women stared up wide eyed and terrified.

The man she had been sitting with moved to get up, his eyes holding a rage that died down once Jimin glared at him, releasing his grip on the woman who scrambled back into his embrace

"No one may touch him unless I give them permission." Jimins voice seemed to dare any one of the other demons to defy him.

Jungkook still lay cowering on the ground, begging to be invisible.

One of the other men, the one behind the bar, spokke up. "Jimin... maybe you could share some more of that-" He gulped before continuing "That intoxicating smell... and those wonderful yells of pain with us." The man lowered his hand to reach beneath the bar until he brought it back up, a dagger like knife in his grasp. Jimin grinned wickedly, motioning for the knife.

Jimin leaned down to grab hold of Jungkooks hair again, hauling him up until he was on the couch again. Jimin moved to sit on top of him, stradling his hips. His face moved closer, eyes lustful, and Jungkook knew what would happen. He threw his head to the side, stretching as far back as he could, eyes shut in desperation. Jimin grabbed his chin harshly, his grip iron tight as he forced Jungkooks mouth towards him until he was able to lean down and smash his own mouth into Jungkooks.

Jungkook kept his lips sealed, disgust filling his stomach until Jimin bit harshly at his lower lips, drawing blood and sucking at the crimson liquid, moaning deeply into Jungkook mouth. Jungkook thrashed his head to the side, wanting to escape the painful assault. Jimin pulled back, rage filling his gaze. His lips were red and his eyes nearly glowed. He moved to grab Jungkooks arms, pinning his bloodied wrists together with one hand while the other grasped the knife.