Hide You(Jungkook X Reader)

Being watched by a stranger makes Martina horny.

" Bad boy" she smirks leaning in to whisper to my ears. "I bet her blood would taste better" she laughs out loud.

I stared at her and was sure I could do so for much longer. "You're not looking at the stars." She said softly, keeping her voice to a whisper. The sound of her voice was heavenly sweet. I shrugged my shoulders, but the action didn't feel like it belonged to me. "Don't need to." I told her. I was looking at my own right now.

I bite my lip as I contemplate whether I should ask the question that's been bouncing around my head all day. Taking a deep breath, I look up at her. "Are you embarrassed of me," I blurt out before I can change my mind. "Is that why you haven't told anybody about us?"

''What about you? What is your type a girl?'' I ask teasingly, she turns her eyes to the floor and bites down on her lip. Enough about me, it's her turn to talk. ''Umm...'' she is thinking, hiding her gaze from me. She adds some seasoning to the food and stirs. She takes some time thinking about it. Her cheeks flush slightly and she looks adorable. I didn't think she would be embarrassed to talk about thing like that. ''Well, she should be funny and adorable, have a light laugh, the kind that makes me laugh, too. I'd like a girl that I could just sit on a couch with and do nothing.'' She looks at me her green eyes locked on mine. She seems thoughtful and everything she said was so sweet. She must have thought about it before. I smile sweetly and a smile grosses her face, too.

"You've been gawking at me like a kid drooling to lick a lollipop." Said the naked man. "You can see me?"

"I'm not afraid of you," I tried to say confidently. He smirked while placing his hands on my hips. My breathing stopped for a few seconds but then continued when I remembered my goal was to be courageous. He licked a spot on my neck, and I narrowed my eyebrows in confusion. He gently wrapped a hand around my neck. "You might sound confident, but I can taste the fear," he whispered into my ear. His voice was very intimidating and almost sent tingles down my spine. ALMOST. But I was done being afraid of this monster. I was done feeling inferior to him. "There's no doubt that you taste fear. Here's the real question: is it my fear that you taste, or is it yours?" I asked bravely. I gasped when he tightened his hold a little and pinned me to the wall. I stared into his cold eyes as he stared into mine. He smirked when our breathing came to a match. Then he did the last thing I would expect: he kissed me. Warning: This story has mature contents.

You're . . . alive? (Y/n) doesn't remember how it happened. The last thing she remembered was darkness, a voice, and a deal being made. Now, (Y/n) is serving under a powerful demon who seems to be at a war with another equally powerful entity. It doesn't seem to bother her, though. After all, she's capable of taking care of herself and is confident that she can deal with anything that comes her way. Questioning her own mind and memories, however, was something she didn't expect to face. There's a gnawing feeling at the back of her head. Something's missing, but what? (Y/n) is desperate to know, but will there be time to find out what's really going on in the midst of this battle?