ALIGNMENT | JIKOOK ✔

Park Jimin

The younger opened his eyes, staring into Jimin's bright blue ones, his own hooded with lust and carnal desire.

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Jimin sat with his eyes wide with shock, the sensation of Jungkook's soft mouth causing his mind to short-circuit. His powers instantly spiked, wrapping around him and the air between the two of them and pushing Jimin's better judgement to the back of his mind.

He closed his eyes, savoring the way Jungkook's lips moved almost hesitantly against his, but were full of desperation, as he pushed his mouth closer to Jimin's.

Jimin lost his control, his desire to quench the aching thirst deep in his gut overtaking him. Kissing Jungkook felt like he was overcome with a fever, his body set ablaze and his dick standing proud. He got lost in the way his lips tingled where they were in contact with the younger's. His lips felt like they were made for him, like they just slotted into place.

Jimin finally responded, his arms snaking around Jungkook's neck to pull his chest flush against Jimin's. One of his hands tangled into the hair that rested on the nape of his neck, soft and silky against his fingertips.

Jungkook hesitantly rested his hands on Jimin's waist, his thumb brushing up against the exposed skin where his shirt lifted a bit. The sensation was electric, the feelings of Junkook's calloused thumb rubbing circles over his skin sending shivers down his spine.

He wanted more. More of Jungkook. 

He shifted them on the couch, straddling Jungkook, his knees resting on either side of the heavy thighs that were straining against Jungkook's pants, feeling his arousal press against the inside of his leg. It almost made him feral as he gripped the hair he was running his fingers through, pulling Jungkook's lips away from his mouth as he trailed blazing hot kisses down his jaw and to his neck. 

Jungkook shifted under him, his crotch pressing against Jimin's, the grip on his waist tightening as a small moan escaped his lips. The sound traveled straight to Jimin's dick. His heavy breathing spurred the elder on, who was sucking marks into Jungkook's unmarred neck, licking and biting the soft flesh that was under his teeth. 

There was no rational thoughts in his mind, as the need to ravage Jungkook's body overtook him. He abandoned the younger's neck, crashing his lip back onto Jungkook's pliant ones. The hand that had snaked up underneath Jimin's shirt came to a halt on the back of his neck, pressing him closer to Jungkook's body who's hips ground so deliciously against his ass. They fought for dominance, as Jimin bit the plump bottom lip he was sucking onto, causing a sharp breath to be released from Jungkook's mouth. He took this opportunity to slide his tongue into the younger's mouth, running it over his teeth, as their tongues wrapped around each other with so much need and desperation.

Jimin didn't want to feed on Jungkook, but feeling the younger press his erection into his ass replaced any thoughts he had with those of lust and desire. He could feel Jungkook's sexual need grow and grow, as their tongues desperately fought against each other, teeth clattering as they devoured each others' mouths. He couldn't wait any longer, he needed to feel that pure sexual energy, needed to taste all of Jungkook's deepest desires.

In the throws of passion, Jimin pulled his head slightly back, pulling with him a thin trail of Jungkook's sexual energy and life force and savoring the taste in his mouth. 

It was indescribable.

The taste on his tongue was unlike anything he had ever had before. Jungkook tasted so clean, so powerful, that it had Jimin reeling by the sensation that filled up every cell in his body. He needed more. Like a drug, he found himself instantly addicted to the sweet moans that left Jungkook's mouth as Jimin devoured his energy, pulling more and more from his body. His vision was hazed and all the could think about the need to feel more of Jungkook's body, to feel his tightness wrapped around his dick as it twitched in his pants. 

His eyes glowed blue as he took more of Jungkook's energy into his mouth, the younger's eyes shut tight as he rutted his hips against Jimin, chasing any friction he could get. His breath became shallower as he chased his high, his hips rubbing against Jimin's ass. His hand trailed down to Jimin's ass, as he held the plump flesh in his palm, squeezing it and holding him in place as his thrusts became more desperate. 

Jimin was loosing it. The way Jungkook's large hand closed around his ass, pulling him down into his crotch tasted delicious on his tongue. He ate Jungkook's sweet moans, the sweetness spilling over him.

"Jungkook..." Jimin whined out. The younger opened his eyes, staring into Jimin's bright blue ones, his own hooded with lust and carnal desire. It set him over the edge as he reached his climax, his head thrown back and his eyes rolling back as he let out a loud moan.

The pulsation of energy that rushed into Jimin's mouth when Jungkook found his release was intense. The sweet, lascivious taste was too much for him, as he too found himself releasing his climax, a high pitched whine leaving his mouth as he closed his eyes. He felt all the cells in his body spring to life with energy and power, his own life force mingling with Jungkook's, making him stronger than he ever felt before.

He kept his eyes closed, as he savored the power pulsing inside his body. 

He was pulled from his thought by a shift under him, as Jungkook's hand that was gripping his ass not too long before, fell limp to his side. He looked up to Jungkook's face, who's eyes were closed and his breathing evened out. 

"Jungkook?" He whispered out, unmounting himself from Jungkook's lap as he gently shook the younger by his shoulder. Instead of a response, Jungkook's head lolled to the side, and Jimin instantly started panicing. 

Did he take too much from Jungkook?

He quickly pressed two fingers to Jungkook's neck, ignoring the angry red and purple marks that littered his skin, seeking some reassurance that he didn't do what he thought he did. When he felt the faint pulse beneath his fingers, he let out a relieved breath he didn't even know he was holding. 

He sat next to Jungkook, gripping his hair in his hands, fighting the guilty feeling inside him. He almost lost control. Almost drained everything Jungkook had. The soft, quite breaths that sounded next to him reminding him of what had almost happened. He looked at Jungkook's peaceful face, relaxed as he slept off the intensity of what just occurred between the two of them.

Seeing his sweet face like that, untroubled, made Jimin feel sick. 

He stood from the couch, the lingering feeling of electricity settling in his body as he gently lifted Jungkook into his arms and carried him to his room. He laid him down on the bed, ignoring the wet patch over his crotch, as he brushed the hair from Jungkook's face. The younger let out a content sigh, shifting in his sleep.

Jimin got up, throwing one final look to where Jungkook laid in his bed, vowing to himself that he would never let that happen again as he closed the door behind him.

No matter how addictive Jungkook tasted, Jimin promised he would never feed off the younger again, as he gathered his things and left the dorm. 

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A/N

Oh God, Jimin is freaking out and just left? What is Junkook gonna think when he wakes up?

Also, I was having such bad writers block, this chapter took me so long to write...

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