Forbidden CLAIM

Forbidden CLAIM

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Sep 26, 2026
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Fanfic
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Alternate Universe (AU)
Famous Figure: Musician
LGBTQIA+
"Don't sulk. You look like a kicked puppy." Despite himself, a sharp laugh broke from Tae, quickly followed by another growl as he caught Jungkook by the waist, spinning him and pinning him against the wall in one smooth, furious motion. His hands pressed firmly against Jungkook's hips, his body crowding close. "You don't tell me to stay away from you again," Tae growled, voice low and rough, vibrating against Jungkook's skin. His eyes burned with unrestrained intensity. "I don't care what the circumstances are, I don't care if it's blood, fire, or the end of the world-I want you beside me. Always." Jungkook's eyes widened at the sudden closeness, his breath caught in his throat. The heat in Tae's voice seared through him, and for a moment, he was utterly disarmed. The blush spread quickly across his cheeks, painting them pink. But then he gathered himself, clearing his throat and flicking Tae's forehead with a sharp snap. "Quit ordering me around. I'm your hyung. And also an alpha, remember?" Tae stepped back only slightly, lips curling into a smirk that didn't reach his still-glinting eyes. "Funny, coming from the one who always orders me around."
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CHOKEHOLD

Taehyung's grip tightened, just enough to make Jungkook's breath hitch, his pulse fluttering beneath his fingertips like a trapped thing. The room was suffocating, electric with the kind of tension that could only be built on years of hatred tangled with something neither of them wanted to name. "Do you want this, Jungkook?" Taehyung's voice was a low purr, dangerous and smug, as if he already knew the answer. Jungkook's eyes, no longer doe-eyed innocence, but dark, molten, needy - stared up at him, unflinching. "Yes," Jungkook moaned, hips arching up instinctively, chasing the ghost of Taehyung's touch. His voice cracked around the single word, but there was no shame in it. Only hunger. Taehyung's smirk turned downright predatory. He leaned in, letting his lips brush against Jungkook's ear, feeling the younger shiver beneath him. His tongue flicked out, tracing the shell before he latched onto that spot he knew would make Jungkook crumble. Jungkook gasped, body straining up against Taehyung's hold, and Taehyung chuckled darkly. "Beg for it," he whispered, his voice a sinful promise against Jungkook's skin. For a moment, silence hung thick in the air. Then, Jungkook's voice, breathy and wrecked *

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