BLOODLUST // Jikook

LUST

Author's POV

Jungkook froze for a moment, grappling with the realization of his actions. Despite feeling a pang of embarrassment, a part of him was drawn to the intensity of the moment, urging him to act.

He hurried upstairs to Jimin's room, his heart racing with anticipation. Pushing open the door, he found Jimin in the midst of changing his blood-stained clothes. "Jungkook, why are you here?!" Jimin exclaimed, hastily attempting to cover himself with his clothes.

Ignoring Jimin's protests, Jungkook advanced towards him, gripping his shoulders firmly. With a sense of urgency, he pressed Jimin against the wall, his hands bracing either side of Jimin's face. "I'm asking for this... I want this!" Jungkook declared, his voice tinged with frustration. "Then what's the problem? Why are you resisting?!"

"Stop it, Jungkook," Jimin pleaded, attempting to push him away.

But Jungkook was quick to seize Jimin's wrists, his fingers wrapping around them with a firm grip, pinning them against the wall. The intensity in his eyes matched the urgency in his voice as he leaned closer to Jimin, their faces mere inches apart.

Jimin could feel the heat radiating from Jungkook's body, mingling with the scent of his blood, stirring the hunger within him. Each heartbeat echoed loudly in Jimin's ears, a reminder of his growing thirst and the precarious balance between his humanity and the primal instincts of the vampire within him.

As Jungkook's breath brushed against his skin, Jimin's resolve wavered. The desire to taste Jungkook's blood surged within him, threatening to overwhelm his restraint. He knew he couldn't hold out much longer, that the risk of losing control loomed dangerously close.

With a conflicted expression, Jimin reluctantly pulled his hands away from Jungkook's grasp. "I'm sorry, Jungkook," he whispered, his voice heavy with regret, even as he gently pushed Jungkook onto the bed. Climbing onto the bed beside him, Jimin met Jungkook's gaze, his eyes betraying a mixture of longing and apprehension. "Jimin... I asked for this, so you don't have to apologize for anything," Jungkook reassured him, his smile offering solace amidst the turmoil.

As Jimin's fangs grazed Jungkook's neck, anticipation and fear mingled in the air. With a swift motion, Jimin pinned Jungkook's wrists to the bed, his grip unyielding as he leaned closer, his breath warm against Jungkook's skin.
In that moment, as Jimin's fangs extended, the room seemed to pulse with the intensity of their shared desire and the weight of their actions. The sound of Jungkook's heartbeat thundered in his ears, a rhythmic reminder of the vulnerability of their situation.
The moment Jimin's fangs pierced
Jungkook's flesh, a surge of pain shot through him, his body tensing in response.
With each draw of blood, Jungkook felt his strength ebb away, his vision growing dim as he struggled to stay conscious.
"Ji...min," he murmured weakly, his voice barely above a whisper, a plea for mercy amidst the haze of pain and exhaustion.

Then, as suddenly as it began, Jimin withdrew, his expression wrought with conflict and remorse. The room fell into a heavy silence, punctuated only by the shallow breaths of the two men, each grappling with the aftermath of their impulsive actions.

In the quiet aftermath, Jimin lay beside Jungkook, his gaze fixed on the ceiling, lost in thought. A heavy sigh escaped his lips, carrying with it the weight of their shared experience.
Struggling to turn his body, Jungkook faced Jimin, his voice barely above a whisper as he questioned, "Why did you stop?"
Jimin's brows furrowed in contemplation, uncertainty clouding his features. "I don't know, Jungkook," he admitted softly. "I just couldn't bear the thought of harming you. I feared losing control, but..."
Before Jimin could finish his sentence, Jungkook moved closer, closing the distance between them. In that moment, words became superfluous as their actions spoke volumes. Their lips met in a fervent kiss, a silent acknowledgment of their unspoken desires and the undeniable pull between them.
Despite Jungkook's weariness and labored breaths, their passion ignited, an unspoken agreement driving them forward as they lost themselves in each other's embrace.