salt || jikook

eleven*

a/n: * will signify smut in both minor and major senses.

"i still want you in my bed."

despite everything, they just put each other through, they couldn't keep themselves away. the two gravitated towards each other despite their... differences. the late night talks, the crying, the realization that they could never be together. it was like the next day it all meant nothing while jimin was taking jungkook to his apartment.

yoongi was out for a meeting with the devil, he'd be gone for at least a couple more days. it was the perfect opportunity for them to finally be alone as they wanted to. even though they both knew it was more than wrong.

"too bad, you're gonna be in my bed instead," jimin said, closing the apartment door behind them, but not wasting anytime. a heated passion suddenly filled the room.

he began taking jungkook's jacket off, right by the entrance of the apartment. he tossed it over the couch not caring where it landed. he just wanted to feel jungkook's skin against his as quick as possible.

"you are so needy," jungkook mumbled with a smirk against jimin's lips.

"you're the one that keeps complaining that we aren't in a bed," jimin said, connecting their lisp together, bracing himself for the pain but he was willing to endure it this time. it was almost like they turned it into a sexual kink instead of a barrier.

"does it hurt..?" jimin mumbled, not wanting to go too far as to torture jungkook with the contact of simple kisses.

"a little, but who's to say i don't like it?" jungkook mumbled, wiping the small drop of blood from jimin's lower lip with his thumb. jimin smirked, licking the blood from jungkook's fingertip.

jungkook raised an eyebrow as jimin did so.

"are you a vampire or a demon..." he mumbled jokingly.

"it's my own blood, who cares?" jimin said, hooking his fingers around the belt loops of jungkok's pants, pulling the blonde's waist closer to his own. "just kiss me again."

"don't have to tell me twice," jungkook smirked, placing his own lips on jimin's. their blood mixed together through the kiss. it was gross as the blood kept seeping through, but they were too intoxicated by each other to care.

jimin began stumbling backwards, trying to lead jungkook into his room and kicking their shoes off along the way. the angel followed in his footsteps, not really knowing his way around the apartment. jimin opened the door to his room, immediately pushing jungkook onto the bed with all his strength. he shut the door behind him, just for extra privacy even though apartment was vacant besides the two of them. you never know who might walk in or randomly appear in the apartment.

jimin stood up, taking in jungkook's presence, while wiping excess blood off his lip with a sleeve of his shirt. he's smirked as he crawled onto the bed, hovering over jungkook. his eyes were glowing with scarlet and crimson hues. they are dark, intimidating under any other circumstances, but for now? they were incredibly seductive.

jimin's lips crashed onto jungkook's another time. they moved in perfect sync, completely ignoring the shocking pains it sent through their bodies. they didn't even need painful kinks, their being alone did that much for them. jungkook was putty in jimin's hands. he couldn't tell if it was because of jimin's charms or natural aura, but he was too far gone at this point to care. a part of him wanted to turn it around, to dominate the demon, but another part of him begged to jimin to use take him.

jimin's hands roamed jungkook's perfectly built body. he dragged his hands down over the fabric of his shirt, stopping at the hem of it. he tugged at it as they kissed, longing for it to be off. jungkook got the message. their lips stayed connected until jimin pulled the shirt over the jungkook's head, jungkook wasted no time in removing jimin's also. but soon after their lips were hungrily on each other's again.

jimin's fingers traced jungkook's chest and abs, trailing all the way down to his pants. jungkook moaned faintly into the kiss while jimin place a hand right over his crotch, applying slight pressure to the area. jimin smirked at the melodic sounds jungkook's mouth emitted.

"hmm..." jimin hummed against jungkok's lips, putting his hands at the waist band of jungkook's jeans.

"what are you waiting for..." jungkook mumbled, noticing jimin's hesitance in removing the last pieces of clothing.

"not much..." jimin said with a smirk, as he unbuttoned the pants, and slowly tugged them down. too slow, teasingly slow. jungkook groaned with impatience. jimin could only let out a low laugh at how much the younger wanted or needed him.

"something wrong..?" jimin mumbled against the soft skin on jungkook's face. he placed gentle kisses along jungkook's jawline, trailing them to his neck. he began to gently suck on the soft skin there,  as jungkook tried to contain his pleased moans.

along with the kisses, he dragged small spots of blood along the other's skin. he didn't mean to, but it was inevitable at this point. he continued to decorate jungkook's skin in purple marks along his neck and some towards his collarbone.

jungkook's hands roamed jimin's body, stopping at his pants. he let out small whines at jimin's contact against his skin. a burning sensation filling his body, a sensation he assumed was from all the contact from the demon. in that moment he forgot all his priorities.

but jimin felt it too. the same burning. another a sign telling him to back away, to let jungkook go. the sign told him to stop everything before they're quite literally torn to shreds. jimin continued to ignore all the signs that told him to stop, that it wasn't right. he knew what he was doing was wrong. it went against everything he was created for. he was too greedy to let jungkook go.

but jimin was the embodiment of sin after all.