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Yoonmin

WARNING:

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MULTIPLE KINKY THINGS LIKE

BOYPUSSY (KIDS GOT A FUCKING BUSSY ANEBHAHAHQBA - scarred editor Furk)

BLOOD(play? I think its called that..)

MURDER

INCUBUS JIMIN

KILLER YOONGI

that's all I got if there is anything else that bothers you in this chapter please let the editor Furk or the writer Frack (hi how are ya) and we will add your concern.. if this does not meet your expectations I GREATLY apologize.

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"..lives all over Seoul are in danger-"

"This is the work of no ordinary man-"

"Psychologists say this is work of a psychotic man or woman who must have escaped an asylum-"

"Lock your doors and windows, it is not safe until this culprit is caught."

Laughter bubbled up his throat as he swirled the wine in his glass. They were looking all over Seoul and yet couldn't find a thing, but how could they when he had a creature of hell with him.

   The said creature was nestled in his lap, laughing like a psycho at every word the reporters say about them on the TV, tail swishing left to right as he sipped on his drink, which was the blood from their latest victim.

"Isn't it amusing? watching them run around like headless chickens!" He licked his lips, a grin forming as he thought about it. "I wouldn't mind making them headless. what do you say Yoongi? Should we rip the head off of one of these reporters and deliver them to the station? I want the body though, its been a while since I have feasted" He said as he went for a sip of the red liquid in his cup.

  Yoongi just cackled, squeezing the hips of the Incubus, leaning down and kissing him, the metallic taste of blood hitting his tongue.

   "Anything for you, Jiminie"   (thought this shit said Jimmy - furk)

   He couldn't even remember how he got into a contract with this demon, it all happened so suddenly.

  He was in an alley, a knife deep into some random guy's chest, he had a tough day at work and needed to vent his frustrations. His ears were ringing so bad he didn't hear the sound of sirens of the police until they were close and he looked up to see who ratted him out. A stripper, from the club, she was an easy kill.  But, he was in trouble and he needed to get out of it quickly.

   Jimin's laughter echoed down the alley, a mocking sound if you listened closely. He'd told yoongi he was a demon, an incubus to be exact. He would help Yoongi out in exchange for sex and food.
 
    Yoongi would soon realize what that meant later on. He never regretted a single moment after. He found out that sex with Jimin never got old and was always a fiasco. He loved the life he was living, it was as fun and as unholy as it could get.

     But back to now, Jimin was practically purring under him, his arms wrapped around Yoongis neck to bring him even closer.

     "Tonight? Please, I'm hungry" Jimin whispered against Yoongis lips as he moved his hips on Yoongi's cock, eliciting a low groan from his lips. They had never bothered with clothes, why wear extra restriction when you could be naked. On the plus side, it made it easier for Yoongi to bend Jimin over and fuck him into oblivion.

     The thing with Jimin - he was an incubus - he needed to go to extreme measures just to be sated, he might be able to cum around 20 times - believe him, he has tried it - but he needed more than just that to finally calm down.