His Angel | P. Jimin

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No one's POV:

As Sugar was about to sleep, she heard a growl coming from the other side of the house. She stands up rapidly and wear her robe. She is a little hesitant before walking out of the room. She pops out her head from the door and looks through the hall.

No one.

She continued to walk slowly without a sound. She entered her Master's room only to find it empty, she checked the bathroom this time and no one was there.

Where is he?
As she goes to the living room, she is startled by a silhouette on the dark, breathing heavily.

-Master Jimin?

He doesn't turn around.

-Jimin? She calls him while approaching him.

-Go... Away, he whispers.

-What? No! What is it?

He turns around slowly. As soon as she saw his face, she understood.

-I said GO AWAY!

Jimin lost control, he wasn't himself. It was his thirst in control.

Sugar looks at him for a moment before stepping up to him. He is disturbed by her move and his thirst kept getting the best of him.

-please Sugar, he begged her. I don't want to hurt you.

She chuckles.

-You won't hurt me... she whispers.

He looks at her with hunger all over his body, her smell is so strong and sweet he doesn't want her to go.

Thirsty.

Unintentionally, he grabs her waist with an inhuman force and approaches her to his embrace.

She looks really small in front of him, she was admiring his red eyes, his fangs and his beautiful lips. She remembered their little visit today, it was unforgettable and she was really grateful to him.

-I'm afraid I won't be able to stop...

-the least I can do is making you feel better, she whispers to him while looking at his lips.

The feelings are strong, the tension is high, the temptation is there.

Take chances, they both thought.

Sugar makes the first move and kisses him deeply, as if to lure him into biting her. Jimin responds rapidly to the kiss, thinking that this will lure him into not biting her.

As they kissed each other more and more, they wanted each other more and more.

They go to her room, lips still attached. He lays her on her bed and continues to kiss her. They were hungry for each other, each one his own way.

She starts to kiss his neck, to lure him into doing so. He starts to kiss her neck, to lure himself into not biting her.

He stops and stops her.

-No, he whispers.

He looks down.

-I want to bite you, he whispers another time.

Angry, she reaches out for his face and made him look at her in the eyes.

-If you won't bite me, I'll hurt myself and you'll be forced against yourself to suck on my blood. So now get your shit together and stop being such a scared cat while I'm just trying to help, she says angrily.