Teddy where are you? (tk) ✔

Claiming

Sorry for this inconvenience but want to know if you are able to imagine and understand the scenarios, because I feel like maybe the way I write is not enough for you to understand what is happening.

Jungkook gasps when his body jerks because of cold hand caressing his hot skin.
He again starts struggling while the hand made imaginary circles at his navel.

"what are you doing? " he hisses at the demon while struggling to not panic.

" preparing you "

The voice whispers in his ear sending goosebumps all over his skin, the demon didn't back away, he settled his chin at Jungkook's neck making him slightly ticklish but uncomfortable nevertheless.

Jungkook struggles to gulp with dry mouth ,he shakily asks " p-preparing for what? "

the hand over his neck slides over his mouth convering it completely and again whispers this time rather playfully and more darkly " to claim you kookie "

Jungkook panics and struggles, over exaggerating his muscles, the hand laying on his stomach could feel how his muscles stiffened and he tries to back away to no avail.
His mouth clammed shut only letting out muffled noises and he shakes his head furiously to get out of the demon's hold , the hold around his torso tightens.

" it's gonna hurt a little " the deep husky voice whispered against his neck pecking it gently and before he could react , piercing pain rip through his abdomen.

Tears streamed down his face as the pain didn't decrease but only burned and spread .
He don't remember going through this type of pain ever in his life, it feels like his skin is being cut and burned at same time.

He can feel his shirt getting damped with blood, sticking around his body mixed with sweat, while the hand keeps piercing his skin inside his shirt.

He can feel the fingers sinking deeper in his flesh, dragging and twisting inside him, for a moment it felt like other's hand will come out from his back.

He begs and pleads for it to stop but after what felt like hours it finally halted ,he could feel the demon's hand leaving from under his shirt.
Metallic smell of blood and his own sweat filled his nostrils But he can't bring himself to care, not after his stomach hurts trying to breathe.

His vision blurry and strained in holding his own body. The hand around his mouth leaves and gently rubs his cheeks in soothing manner.

" you did good " the demon praised but Jungkook is too far to register, his consciousness going in and out, all he can tell is immense pain, though the abuse ended but still it burns deep in his skin, heat and pain crawling upto his chest.

He lays limp as the demon frees his hand and legs,forcing himself to concentrate taking deep painful puff of air from his mouth .
He feels himself hosted in air and carried back to his room as he lands on his bed.

His hands gently touch the wound and he could feel the blood on his fingers making more tears stream down his face.

He tries to move away from the red eyes of demon beside him, curl into a ball but the burn and pain is spreading to his neck and legs, it's like his whole body is wounded and he gasps for air as his hands grip his shirt on his chest.
It feels like ice have been dugged in his wound puncturing him of all senses.
Numbing pain.

Is this how I'm gonna die

Soon the burning pain dissolves in his every bone , his brain numb to register anything, his breathing shallow as if soon it will be his last.

Hurt a little,my ass

No logical thoughts come in his mind as he thrashes for few more minute before he feels the demon's hand near his wound and he panics, he backs away though it hurt like hell.

He is too weak to push him away and just cries when his shirt is lifted to expose his stomach and his shorts pulled down slightly.

He just want it to end quickly, not suffer this much.

The demon bends down at his exposed stomach and places his lips on the bleeding wound he made.
He momentarily grazes his fangs but replace them with his lips sucking softly to not cause more discomfort to his boy than he caused.

Jungkook visibly relaxed a little, the pain slowly fading and exhaustion taking its place instead.
His hands lay limp as the demon keeps sucking on the wound until bleeding stops and cut heals swiftly by last lick.

The demon fondly looks at the mark he made on Jungkook,
"v" letter is spelled at his waist in blood red below the navel with burning planets surrounding it, it's looks beautiful especially on the soft skin of jungkook.

He looks at the sleeping boy , exhausted completely after the pain left his body.

He lays beside the boy on bed, removing his damped hair from his forehead, caressing his mark gently and grazing his fingers on his hair, humming the sweet melody like everynight.

Sky is dark blue at dawn as his eyes mometarily look out the windows and then again at the sleeping boy,
The darkeness in room is decreasing slowly and he have to leave.

He can't risk for Jungkook to wake up and see him.

So he gets off the bed, covering the boy in blanket ,brushing his finger against the boys neck before leaning down at his ear.

He whispers " call me taehyung, next time "
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Jungkook jolts awake from his sleep, his vision black for few seconds as he woke up too abruptly and rubs his forehead.

His eyes wide and searching across the room, he sprints toward the kitchen seeing everything in place and swiftly grabs water, gulping down four glasses, wiping his mouth on his sleeves.

He slumps down on Floor against the counter as he search for Teddy bear, he needs some comfort, his heart is still beating furiously and he is struggling to breathe.

He finds it against chair in his room and tightly grabs it kneeling, trying to calm down from another nightmare.

After few minutes when he could finally breathe properly without feeling like he's punched in his lungs.

His grip on the toy loosens as he looks at it blankly but soon his eyes went wide as if he remembers something important.

He throws it beside him on bed and lifts his blood stained shirt, he don't feel pain but he is horrified to find the mark on his skin or maybe even deep under his flesh.

It's unique, not like a scar or ink but as it's part of his body.
He could feel shiver on his spine whenever he grazes his fingers over the mark.

His jaw tighten when he starts remembering and screams , throwing everything in his room, injuring his arm in the process as he slumps down the wall.

He is sick of all this, he can't sleep, he can't breathe properly, he is going insane.

Only one word keeps repeating in his head as he pulls on his hair ,sobbing loudly ,hugging his legs.

Taehyung