Stupid in Love. II VKOOK II ABUSIVE JUNGKOOK II SHORT STORY

15(WARNING: CONTAINS RAPE)

Hi everyone, so warning ahead, sexual assault basically take up this entire chap, if you are uncomfortable with that, please don't read. it doesn't really serve a purpose for the plot(if there's even one) tbh so it's okay to skip.

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Taehyung didn't want to wake up, he could feel hands, callused and rough, touching where they're not supposed to. He could also hear breathing, quick, sinful, lust-filled groans. He wanted to scream, but that would signify the fact that he was awake, and Taehyung had a feeling that would not end well for him. He stayed quiet instead, eyes closed, and endured.

The space in the room left goosebumps on his skin, cold and unforgiving. But these sensations were smeared by the disgusting feel of skin on skin.

"So soft, so soft." Taehyung recognized this stranger violating him as the 'voice', one of his captors. This information did not help him at all though, he didn't know where he was, or the date, or what did these people wanted with him. Well, he knew someone, Antoine, an idol underneath Jungkook's company. That bastard had sent him to torment Taehyung, and right now he wanted to applaud the boy for doing such a great job. This seemed a little off though, for as much as Taehyung is sure that Jungkook did not care for him, he was still always possessive over things he considered 'his'.

He felt something warm rub against his vulnerable entrance, and being previously lost in his own thoughts and questions, this caught Taehyung by surprise and he tried to squirm away as a result. 

However, hands grabbed onto his thin waist, holding him in place, and Taehyung felt the weight of a body moving to lie above him, melting their bodies together so he couldn't move. The naked skin against his own burned. He shivered from the sudden change in temperature. 

"I know yer awake, fag, I can see it on ye face, just because ye close yer eyes an' fake dead, does not mean that this isn't is yer reality." The voice purred from next to his ear, a stubble scratched the base of his earlobe.

Then his hold tightened on Taehyung waist, and he tried pushing his entire length into him. His cock stuck mid-way in without lube or proper preparation. Taehyung screamed and clawed violently at the bedsheet.

The voice chuckled lowly into his ear and tried to further push in his length with sheer force, realizing how embarrassing the noise he made was, Taehyung bit into his left hand to stifle the sobs and screams.

Just as a metallic taste flooded his mouth, Taehyung felt a similar sticky liquid trickled down his thigh, cold and thick.

He kept his eyes firmly shut through all this, but a tear still managed to escape from a corner.