A sultry moan woke Cecily from her sleep, warmth spreading through her body from her groin out to her toes and fingers, As she arched into the body on top of her, she realized that moan she heard was her own. She looked down to see Jimin in a fitful sleep, his arm wrapped around her ribs with his cheek rubbing slowly over her breast. His free hand gripped the outside of her thigh, pulling it tight around his body as he rolled over her.
She felt herself wanting more of him, rather than wanting to push him away, and realized that she had felt a similar sensation with Taehyung and Jeongguk earlier that day. She was shocked, but not appalled, and definitely unwilling to end the comfort and pleasure that came from the intimate situation. As it was she shuddered when Jimin's face turned up, his body inching higher, his breath fanning over the skin of her throat. She wanted to bite the side of his neck and the inside of his wrist, rub her face and chin all over him, make sure everyone who came near him knew that he belonged to her. She felt the urge to put his body under hers and dominate his entire being, make him surrender to her and make a physical and vocal oath to serve her. She wanted to...drink his blood.
Just as the emotions rolling around in her psyche started to overwhelm her, she felt him hard and twitching against her hip as he laid his body completely over hers, his hips flexing into hers. His eyes snapped open, the blue of them glowing as he breathed in sharply.
"Cece," he purred, the nickname pulling string in her heart, "The images in your mind. Are you thinking about...mating me?"
"Is that a mating instinct?" she breathed, "I'm not gumiho, so I don't understand the feelings I'm having right now...I just know that I'm barely able to hold back."
"We're going to need to figure this out," he admitted, "Both because I changed without my knowledge, just like the others, and because my inner fox keeps screaming at me to mate you, and I've never heard of gumiho creating mate bonds with other species or even males of their own kind."
Cecily agreed that what she felt was foreign and strange, but everything felt foreign and strange when she didn't know what to base her experiences off of. Still, she wasn't in any hurry to release herself from Jimin's embrace, the very thought of it making her feel desolate and sad, just like when Namjoon had walked away from her the night before. He seemed to share the feeling, gripping her leg tighter as a slow hum rumbled from his chest. His eyes were hooded as he looked at her, his breaths soft and enchanting as he ran his nose along her jaw.
"You smell like a vixen in her heat," he whined, grinding himself into her as she whimpered lustily, "Like the forest at dusk, sweet clover...I just...mmm...want to bury myself deep inside of you and lose myself there for eternity. I want you to take me over...vow to serve you...hear you praise me and scream my name."
"Oh fuck," Cecily surprised herself with her language, "Jimin, I feel like I'm going to die if you don't kiss me right now."
"And I feel like I'll never stop if I start," he groaned, "And I'm getting similar flashes from everyone in the house. If we engage this way, it's going to set off a chain of mating events that won't stop until you're either completely satisfied or completely ruined."
"God...I can't decide which one sounds more appealing," she moaned.
Jimin laughed, pressing his forehead against her sternum, "I can't wait to find out who you are, Cece. I have a feeling I'm going to like you very very much."
"You don't know that," she looked down at him as he propped his chin on her chest and smiled up at her, "I could be a blood-thirsty madwoman, for all we know."
"I don't think so," he stated plainly, "People with that disposition don't tend to lose it just because they don't have their memories...it's innate. I've also seen a snippet of your memories, and you didn't crave for blood or violence, even when those around you demanded it of you."
"How am I supposed to walk around the house, knowing that there are seven attractive males, of various species, who want to bond or have sex with me?"
"I have an idea," he lifted himself up and stood by the bed, one hand reaching to help her stand and the other adjusting his pants, "Come with me. It'll be okay, I swear."
She let herself be led to the living area, dragging her feet against the floor, where the rest of the group seemed to be waiting for her and in a very tense mood. Her senses were overpowered as soon as she walked into the room, scents and urges and primal needs flooding into her body. She wanted to pin Jin or Jimin against a wall, but also lay on her stomach and present her backside to Taehyung or Jeongguk submissively. She wanted to kneel in front of Namjoon, rake her nails down Hoseok's back, and wrap her lips around Yoongi's manhood so she could drink him in. The looks on their faces told her that they were feeling the same, jaws clenched as eyes bored into her or closed in sweet serenity as they savored her presence.
"We need a hunt and gather party," Jimin announced, breaking the tension, "We are low on stocks anyway, and it will give Cecily and Yoongi time alone." He reached beside him, finding her hand with his a squeezing it, "We all a break from fighting with our base needs, and we'll need to be able to feed her well in the morning."
"It's a solid idea," Namjoon nodded, "Bear, wolf, and fox bring down a kill. Jin, Hobi, and I will collect berries from the bushes and cultivated goods from our garden at the far end of the circle. We don't return until after sundown."
Once it was decided, it was like the men were relieved to have a productive distraction. They changed into the clothing best suited for their task, and gathered the tools they would need to complete them. Exchanging long hugs or giving Cecily sweet kisses to her forehead, the six of them departed in short moments, leaving her standing by the front door directly in front of Yoongi.
"I don't know about you," his skin began to give off the scent of warm chocolate, "But I need some wine."
A/N: Can we talk about the MV for a sec??! Because the two focus characters in this chapter made me feel a lot of ways.
1. WTF Jimin??? Sir! Who gave you the right?? I literally clutched at my chest like five times during that video. Like...wow.
2. Y-Yoongi...can I help you? That snarl in the dance break was nearly my death.
3. Two words: Greaser Namjoon.
4. ALL of the group KILLED the dancing. I've never seen Jin, Joon, and Yoongi feeling themselves they way they were on that video. It's really difficult choreography, and the all looked really natural.
5. What's your favorite song from the album? I keep changing my mind, but I also keep gravitating back to UGH. (I'm 1000% a hoe for the rapline)
6. Best reason for nipslips is aggressive dancing. I said it.
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