"Run, little mouse. If I catch you, I fuck you."

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A loud bang from above me startles me awake. I gasp out loud, heart pounding against my chest like someone is beating loud drums behind my ribs. My eyes snap open wide and I jolt to sit up. I'm breathing out loud, though my mouth is tightly shut.

What was the loud sound?

I study my surroundings. I'm in my house only. Though it feels different. I'm on the sofa that's kept on the right side of the entrance of the apartment, on the left side of the door is kitchen. Did i sleep on the sofa? I remember sleeping in my room after studying late night till midnight. How did i reach here? Was i sleep walking? I never did that before.

Confused, i sigh out lazily and then take my hands up to rub my eyes. Instead of touching the skin of my eyelids, they touch the hard glass of my specs. Wait. My face scowls. Why am i wearing them? I haven't worn them in weeks since i got my new lenses. The last time i wore them was when i went to see Jungkook's boxing match. Was i wearing them last night while studying? I don't think so.

Oh my holy mother of sanity, what's happening?

Am i by chance dreaming? Just then i squirm in my place and feel the soft blanket covering my night shorts clad legs. Did i woke up in sleep, walked down the stairs without banging my head somewhere and then, came to sleep on the sofa? No, i don't even feel like this is a dream. I'm feeling everything very nicely.

A chill runs down my spine when i look towards the open kitchen and notice that the lights of my house are dimmed down. The only place where i have settings for dim lights is in my bedroom, and not at any other place of this apartment considering my fear of dark. Is this some technical issue?

So coincidently, i remember sleeping in my room but now i woke up on the sofa, heard a loud bang from upstairs probably from my bedroom, then i'm wearing my long forgotten glasses for no reason and the lights of my whole house are dimmed to the point i can't even see properly. My throat feels itchy and burning because of the thirst now that i'm fully afraid.

All of this doesn't add up to be just a coincidence.

There's someone else here.

A jolt of goosebumps spread through my whole body as my mind finally speaks up. I feel like my whole body turned pale at just the thought. Is there? But who?

Oh my holy mother. Am i doomed? Is this my last night alive?

Get out of here, stupid. Call someone!

Right. Help. Call for help. Where is my phone though?

I look around, throwing the blanket away from my body. I look at the table on my side. There's a glass of water there. I squint my eyes behind the frames of my specs. Whoever is in here is at least a little considerate or might know that i would feel thirsty after waking up. I pick it up with shaking hands, scan the glass and attach it to my mouth to drink from it. I'm way too much thirsty.

Bitch, the water can be spiked!

After just a gulp from the glass, my brain screams the sense into me. I suddenly detach it from my mouth and cough out. The sudden commotion makes the glasses slip down my nose bridge a little. I adjust them back in place with my index finger.

You have zero common sense. No wonder why your ex called you naive prude.

I don't think much at the fact my brain stated as my eyes falls on something kept on the table. Under the weight of the glass, there was kept a black card. I've seen something like this before. Deja vu fills my senses as i look at the matte black card.

With my raged breathing and shaking hands, I reach towards the it after putting both my bare feet on the cold yet soft carpet on the wooden floor. The cool air touch my bare legs and arms. The tank top that i'm wearing covers my breasts at most, and like any other girl at night, i'm not wearing any bra underneath.

I pick the card up, kind of rough to the texture. Bringing it near my focus point, i squint my eyes to scan it. It isn't very difficult thing to do because whatever is written on it is in golden plus i'm wearing my specs. The golden writing kind of shines out from the card.

I read the text.

Sometimes you gotta fuck the attitude out of the brat, isn't it?

~BSJK

It's Jungkook.

Fuck.

Fuck fuck fucking fuck.

A sound of footsteps from above me, in my bedroom, brings my attention up at the ceiling again. He's here. And i know why. I regretted it a little later, though he deserved it. Because i knew what i will be awaiting. It's here now. In my bedroom.

I can't call for help, my phone is upstairs in my room only.

Run out of here.

I breathe heavily as i nod, that's what i'll do. My heart starts beating frantically again. Breathes so loud i can hear them inside out. My head spins, the apartment looks smaller than before.

I stand up, sliding the worst specs set on my nose bridge right now. There's a reason why i don't use them. My legs shake for a moment before i find my balance. The footsteps on the upper floor turns louder. He's coming downstairs. I almost believe he's doing this now because he knows i'm awake. He's here to do exactly what he wrote.

"Oh God," i whisper as i sprint towards my main door with my bare feet.

The floor is cold and i don't care that i'm wearing nothing in my feet. I just need to get out of here. With raged breathing and sweating body, i reach the door and grab the knob. I twist it and pull on it.

It's not opening.

Oh my holy mother, please!

I turn the knob again. The lights around me turns even more dim. Tears form in my eyes, sweat covering me forehead. Again and again, i turn the knob in hope it will open. The rattling sound of it echoes around me along with my shaky loud breathes.

After a few minutes of trying, i stop, finally coming on the terms with the fact that it won't open. It's probably locked from outside. I stare at the wooden door, cursing it. A tear slips down my eye because of irritation and anger. I won't just stop now.

I turn away from it, now noticing that the place is almost dark as hell and the sound of footsteps has stopped. My tears won't stop now, i'm afraid of dark and he's playing with my fear. I remember him telling me that he loves it. People looking scared, shivering with fear. That bastard is sick and my insides are shaking because of the growing darkness.

I fear that he'll spasm out of nowhere. I don't know what's happening in my own house. I feel helpless. I should've stayed with my friends only.

I sprint towards the windows. First near to where i was laying a few minutes back. I try to slide it up after unlocking it, it doesn't open. Try another one, it's locked too.

My lose hair feels prickly on my back. I slide my specs up my nose bridge and sniffle. I have this sudden feel that someone is standing behind me time to time. It's like this only in dark. I feel the blackness gripping onto my body and it scares me.

My hands and legs shake as i run to the other side towards the kitchen. If this doesn't open, I'm done. Other windows are upstairs and he's there. I reach for the window in the kitchen after crossing the kitchen island. Unlocking it, i try to lift it up.

It's locked too.

I'm fucking trapped.

Bile rises up my throat as i feel the darkness creeping onto me. There's someone near here. In the kitchen. Hiding in the dark shades and waiting for me. I can feel it. I want to curl up and cry.

I don't turn around. Instead I back away from the window. My lips wobble, cheeks are stained with the tears. More than him, I'm afraid of the dark, and he knows it. He knows everything about it. He knows why the lights of my house are always on. Of course, he does.

He's a sinner, a man who likes to play with people's fear. A sinner who breaks into people's houses every midnights and play this game with them.

A damn Midnight Sinner.

As i continue to back away, my back softly collides with a wall. My breathe gets stuck in my throat as my eyes widen behind the round glasses. A sweat rolls down my forehead though my whole body turns cold. My bare feet turns even more cold and my legs are about to give out.

This is not a wall. I get stuck in my place, not daring to turn around.

"Gotcha, little lioness," i hear his voice right next to my right ear.

I feel his hot breathe fanning my ear and hair tucked behind it. My ass is touching with hard thighs. My lips part as i try to speak and i try to move, but i'm fucking stuck.

Just when i gain the consciousness and my body readies itself to run away, the man behind me reads it easily. Before i could even take a step out, his hands are on me.

One of them grabs my waist and other one holds the back of my head. In a matter of second, i'm spinned to my side towards the kitchen island. He puts the force on my head and pressure on my lower back, pushing me down on the marble.

"No!" I scream out loud as my front collides with the hard marble, not very harshly but not enough softly. I felt the collision in my whole body.

My hair fly forward and my specs fly away at the sudden happening. Jungkook pins my head on the island forcefully. My head is turned to my side but my hair cover it. My whole torso is flushed against the hard surface. His hot large hand is in direct contact with my skin on my waist.

I struggle against him with my hands and legs. He pushes himself against my lower body, securing both my legs in the tight hold of his legs on the either side, his semi erect dick brushing against my ass. Now that my legs are secured, his hand on my waist grabs both my hands one by one and pins them in one tight hold on my lower back.

"Leave me, you sick bastard!" i scream, still struggling under him.

I wouldn't have been this worked up if this wasn't because of what happened last night. He can't fuck other girls and then come here to me to get rid of his sick tendencies. He can go to that Mia or whatever the fuck was her name.

"Not until i fuck your brains out to the point you won't be able to run away from me anymore," his dark voice answers back and as much as i'm angry at him, i couldn't control the butterflies that flew free inside my stomach after listening to his seductive voice.

"Yeah, so that you can run away to some other girl, isn't it?" I snark.

"Right," he says, the tone teasing.

Before i could speak anything, i feel something around my hands. He's again tying me up. I feel smooth yet hard texture, like that of some rope, being circled around my wrists. I start struggling again, he can't do this to me!

"Leave me!" i scream.

"Leave you? I'm making sure you won't go any more away from me," he speaks between harsh breathes as he tries to keep me in my place while trying to tie my hands.

I whimper loudly when he ties a tight knot. His one hand again goes up to grab my hair from behind to yank my head up from the island. I shriek out as my back arcs against his body. My tied hands are between our bodies, my head is tipped back. In this position, i can clearly feel his hardness poking my ass. I can feel the heat down there too, evidences of my traitor body.

"This body of yours in mine," he leans near my neck, using his other hand to brush my hair from there out of the way giving him a perfect view of my skin there.

His nose brushes near the sensitive nerve there and i bite my lower lip to not let any voice escape my mouth. His hand from my waist travels up my body and my breathing turns harsher. In this position, i feel so helpless as he rakes his hand to my front.

His hot, rough hand traces the skin on my stomach as i shiver against him. He enters past the lining of the tank top that i'm wearing and in another second, his hand is on my breast.

I gasp out, "Leave me..."

I try to resist and there's no way he's stopping. Instead his face leans in to my skin as he bites down on my neck, leaving a mark for sure. I bite my lip again. I can't let him hear this, it's just not right.

He doesn't back away. My ass is literally grinding against his hard member by now. His lips nibble harshly on my neck and then I feel his fingers capturing my nipple between them.

I gasp as he pinches it. I whine, not controlling anymore. My eyes close and I can't keep my mouth shut anymore as he twists it in between his fingers. The shock waves spreads from my chest to my whole body. My bare toes curl on the cold wooden floor and my stomach flips inside me at the hard and hot touch.

"If I see you again biting your lips to not moan like some desperate whore, I'm going to go even harder on you, you get that?" he warns and tips my head back even more, making my back arc to the point I feel like my spine will crack.

"Ah-," I choke in the moan that I almost let out.

In a moment, he slams my head possessively on the marble again and the sudden action again startles me. The hasty actions, filled with possessiveness makes my core even more wet.

His hand pushes my head down, my cheek on the side flushes against the cold hard marble.

"Climb up," he orders from behind me.

"I won't- Fuck!" I resist first but then yelp out as a sharp sting courses through my whole body from my bottom. He spanked my ass.

The skin where he spanked me hard burns with red hotness. I squirm yet again but i have no room to do it anymore.

"Resisting me doesn't help you much, my peach. Your body betrays you and loves it when i get you all worked up and flustered for me," he darkly mumbles and then grabs my waist himself to lift my feet off the floor.

I couldn't speak anything, myself getting worked up and hot with the way he's touching me. I gasp out loud when he pushes my body up through my waist and then on the kitchen island. He makes me get on my knees on the table, my clothed core is right in front of him in this position. My head is still laying on the hard surface. It's like i'm on my all fours but my hands are tied behind my back and my head is hardly attached with the table.

As he's standing in between my legs, i can't close my thighs. The shorts that i'm wearing have ridden up a little and he can see the globes of my ass peaking out from under the fabric.

The devil behind me grabs the skin on my ass and pinches it hard with his large hands. I want to stuff my face in embarrassment. Closing my eyes, i bite my lip yet again as his one finger comes down towards the clothed wet pussy. I hope i'm not soaking through the shorts.

My thighs constrict at the harsh touch and i whine out. A dark chuckle leaves his mouth as his hand hovers over my already shaking thighs.

"You hate this, don't you? You hate how your body craves me," he grabs the waistband of my shorts and yanks hard on it to tear it open.

Embarrassment rushes through me as my cheeks flush red, my eyes tearing up but yet my core wettens even more. His hands discard the torn material from my body in no more than just a moment and starts touching the soft panties that are soaked with my arousal, with the want that i have for him internally. He doesn't waste another moment as he tears my panties open too. At the same moment, i feel a drop of my wetness drip down my thigh, he must have seen it too.

I'm fully open for him, my pussy clenching around the air. I feel filthy, like a fool as i feel his eyes inspecting my dripping wetness.

He chuckles and i shy away in embarrassment yet again.

"Look at this needy pussy, my peach," he traces my folds roughly with his finger and a tear slip through my eyes.

"How desperately starved it is for a cock, isn't it? How touch starved this filthy little thing is for me? " his one finger slips through the folds and enter inside my warm wetness.

"Jungkook...," i whisper his name, the world spinning around me.

"Yes, tell me. I know your body craves me," he starts pumping his finger in and out," It aches for me, it can't help but feel a wave of pleasure when i touch it."

The squelching sound echoes around me as he adds another finger and starts pumping at higher speed. He curls his fingers inside me, hitting some spot inside and a whole new wave of arousal flows out of me. I'm heaving out heavy breathes with every brush of his fingers.

I feel hot wetness and then feel him licking my clit from behind. I moan out loud, not knowing how to stop him anymore now. He bites gently on the protruding bundle of nerves. The intensity of his fingers fucking me increases and his teeth start abusing my nub.

"Fuck. Slow down, please," I request.

He doesn't. He increases the pace of his fingers even more. The hard surface under my face turns wet and sticky with my sweat and tears as i give out loud moans at the feeling. My knees almost giving out because of the extraordinary feeling that is coursing through my whole body.

My body swings forward with every fast pump of his finger inside my clenching pussy. I scream out every time he pokes the sensitive spot inside me. His tongue does wonders around my clit as he almost sucks my life out from it. My knees shake and i almost land down flat on the marble if his arm doesn't snake around my waist to keep me in place.

"Jungkook, fuck please!" I yelp out, when he bites down on my clit again.

It's too much now. He hums against my sensitive nerves, not stopping lapping around on the juices. My legs starts trembling as the strong feeling climbs up my stomach. His fingers inside me turn more possessive and desperate as he doesn't stop thrusting them inside me. My mouth is wide open, even the moans comes out shaky.

Just when i feel like i'm going to spasm around him, he withdraws his fingers and detaches his mouth from my pussy. My body still shakes as the orgasm that climbed up inside me couldn't explode. Before i could register anything, he grabs my waist again and throws my body on my side so that my ass collides with the marble now and i'm on my back.

My hands dig into my back as i scream out. My legs now dangle from the edge of the table. My head is tipped back up as my mouth is wide open. My mind is frenzy with the orgasm denial, body still shivering, arousal dripping down my thighs mixed with his saliva.

Jungkook's hand wraps around my throat to yank my torso up from the table again. I'm now sitting up, facing his face. My eyes are half open, hooded with lust and tears of the most torturous orgasm denial. My pussy is touching the cold surface under me. I can feel it wetting it.

For the first time in the night, i see Jungkook's face. His mouth is glistening with my arousal, his lips are tightly shut though. His eyes even darker than any ghost, his hair a mess and looks so soft under the dim light.

He tips my head a little up with his hand on my throat, his other hand grabs my jaw. My mouth is fully open as i look at his sickening stare that sends the chills down my whole body. He leans in towards my lips and then looks down at my opened mouth. He spits into my mouth. The salty taste of my arousal along with his minty saliva explodes on my tongue. Another set of arousal rushes out me, my cheeks reddening even more.

"Gulp," he commands, looking inside my mouth where he just spat.

With the opened mouth, i gulp down. He licks his lips, then bites his lip at the sight. He leans in again, he lips hovering over mine. My lips twitch at the slightest touch. His hands are still holding my throat and jaw in a gentle hold now.

"You tasted how your pussy leaks into my mouth when i play with it with my tongue and fingers. I can taste your feelings. You want more of me, don't you?" he mumbles against my lips.

"Fuck you," i whisper against his lips. This was all i could say because of everything he is doing to me, my brain, my body and my fluttering heart.

He smirks, "Gladly."

I squint my eyes at him. He hugs my body, reaching behind my back to untie my hands. Before i could do anything like pushing him off and run, his hands again grab my waist and lifts my body up from the island. He throws my body over his shoulders, making me gasp out loud. I'm almost naked.

His arms circle around my knees and lower thighs to keep me in place. My world turns upside down in just a moment. My face is above his ass.

"Fucking hell! Put me down, you asshole!" i resist, punching his back with my free hands.

He doesn't comply like i thought. Instead he starts moving. He walks out of kitchen, without answering me or listening to my raged attempts to put me down. I yank my head up, my hair flying around as i see him exiting the kitchen and make his way towards the stairs to my room.

Wait. Is he really going to...?

Fuck. Fuckfuckfuckfuck

"Jungkook, stop right here!" I shout at him.

As a response, i again hear a sharp sound with burning hot feeling on my bare ass making me yelp.

"Stop with this, i'm not going to listen tonight. It's useless," he answers back.

I know this. I know he won't stop, it's literally useless. But i'm freaking out. The thought of actually having sex... Oh my holy mother. I never thought i'd ever be in this situation, and now that i am, i feel like passing out.

With every step that he takes, my heartbeat increases. My ass burns with the harsh slap he rewarded me with because of my resistance, which is completely useless. My chest is heaving up and down at my heavy breathing, which are already labored because of the thought alone.

As he finally steps on the last step of the stair and opens the door to my room, I'm sweating with nervousness and arousal. My thighs are clenching so bad, my feet hurting.

When he gets inside, he pulls my body off his shoulder and throws me on my bed. My body bounces before settling on the soft mattress. I yelp out at the action, and sit up suddenly. Before i could crawl out, he climbs up the bed. The dim lights of my room are on. I can only see his glistening eyes clearly and black clothes.

His sharp eyes bore into my furrowing ones. My parted lips let out shallow breathes as he holds my ankles to pull me towards the middle of the bed. As I try to get in a comfortable position, I feel his touching disappearing. Leaving my body, he grabs the hem of his t shirt. In no more than a second, he yanks the t shirt off his built muscly body.

My mouth goes dry, my tongue sticks to my palate as i look at his smooth yet hard, Buffy figure. I'm laying down and his body is just in front of me. My legs are shut for now tightly, knees up in the air and toes digging into the mattress. Goosebumps raise on my skin as I check him out.

Jungkook's body is no less then greek sculpture came to life. The hard, puffy chest is heaving up and down with lethal seduction. The hard abs are glistening with the sweat under the dim light. His chest, one side of neck and arm is filled with ink flowing on every corner.

He looks like my own bad boy. The ones they write books on.

"This is how this should be," he says and i look up at his hot profile with my red face.

"W-What," i whisper.

"You craving me and me craving this goddess under me," he says and i gulp.

He nears me, putting both his hands on my knees and pulls them apart swiftly. I look away from him. I can feel him looking down at my leaking cunt.

I hear shuffling from his side to find him climbing out from the bed. I'm too glued at my place to move now. I can run away, the door is open, call someone but i don't want to. The want for him is overpowering me. I'm not thinking about what will happen to me. How will it feel?

I just look at him as he kicks his shoes off. He doesn't break the eye contact from me as he licks his lips, looking at my already messed up state. I feel hot inside out. Some part of me is thinking that i'm dreaming a very realistic dream and i'll snap awake from this very soon, but another part of me doesn't want this to be just a dream.

"I'll give you the last part of me and you'll take it like a good girl, won't you?" he asks me as he grabs his waistband.

I gulp, completely awestruck as he pushes them down without any teasing. I don't tear my eyes away from him. I watch his smooth moves as he gets fully naked in front of me for the first time.

He bends down to take his sweatpants and boxers off him at once. When he stands up to his full height, i almost come untouched.

I take in a huge breathe, looking at his naked glory. I involuntarily capture my lower lip between my teeth. His hard dick, tall and huge, stands until the tip of it reaches his belly button. Fuck, he's so big. My head spins again at the mere thought of him putting it in me. The small round balls shine on the either side of the head of the heavy thing he has there.

"Are you... Are you going to have sex with me?" i ask him, confirming my doubt.

He smirks as he walks towards the bed again, staring right into my eyes. Climbing up again, he crawls towards me slightly, his body settling between my legs. His arms muscle flex, all large and built, set firmly on the bed.

I look at him as he sits there on his knees, looking down at my core. Bringing his fingers to his mouth, his licks them with his tongue, coating them clearly with his saliva till they're glistening. After they're wet enough, he takes them to my core and enters two of them inside me, filling me up, and my breathe hitches in my throat.

My head feels heavy as i throw it back on the pillow, closing my eyes. He hovers over me. I feel his soft hair brushing my face, his hot breathes on lips.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard, my peach, you won't even remember your own name," he says and then curves his fingers inside me making me gasp out. taking the opportunity, his lips captures mine, thrusting his tongue right in.

He kisses me differently this time. It's slow, sensual, yet hard. His teeth bites on my lip with every kiss. His fingers fucks me down there, turning me on even more. His lips kiss me more desperately and i moan in his mouth with every flick of his fingers inside me.

I couldn't help but wrap both my arms around his neck, hands tracing his shoulders. He kisses me with passion and need, leaving my head reeling with the heavy feeling again settling in the pit of my stomach. Leaving my mouth moaning for him, he trails down to my neck, kissing me there. He stops right in front of my chest which is still covered with the tank top.

"Take it off," he orders, his voice darker.

I immediately take it off my body, making him hum in praise. He captures my nipple in his mouth making me sigh as his fingers are still torturing me. My body constricts against him yet again.

"Just let go of everything," he consols me, sucking on my aching nipple.

When he feels like i'm wet enough, he withdraws his fingers from my pussy, then keeps both his hands on the sides on my face. His lower body now settles heavily between my thighs. I feel his hardness brushing against my thigh, making me twitch. He's so hard, he'll hurt.

"I just- I'm... I'm just nervous, i have never done this before," i freak out now, as i feel him almost near my core.

He smiles, "I'm glad."

He takes his hand between our bodies and grabs his dick. He takes it near my wetness and i close my eyes at the coming feeling. However, He doesn't put it in, instead he rubs the head of it against my clit. The hard metal balls brushes against me, and i moan out at how good it feels.

Jungkook sighs out above me at the contact as he continuously rubs it against my wetness. I ease a little, feeling the hardness on my sensitive clit. It feels good, especially the piercing he has.

"Your piercings...," I moan.

"Hm. What about them, baby?" he asks.

"Feel so good, Kook," I answer, bucking my hips against his hardness.

"Fuck. I love it when you call me that," he moans near my ear, butterflies flutter in my stomach.

He rubs against me more hardly and I moan out his name even more. His one hand runs around my body, feeling every inch of my skin. It's like he's memorizing every nick and corner of my body. There's dominance in his touch, a promise that he's going to be the first and the last one to ever do this to me.

The constant rubbing makes me wet and wet with every passing second. His lips brush over my skin on neck, collarbone and chest, licking and nibbling at every corner he finds. He stares up at me from my chest and i lock my gaze with him, my eyebrows pinched together and eyes showcasing pure pleasure.

His dick moves a little lower towards my opening, yet his gaze doesn't halt away from me. Everything around feels way too quite, and i can only hear my rampant breathing and loud thud thud of my own heart. A thin layer of sweat covers my body and the heat radiating from his own skin makes it so difficult for me stay conscious in this heated pleasure.

"Mmm you're doing so good," he kisses my collarbone, "Fuck, it's so hard to hold myself back anymore. I'm going to touch you till i make you wholly mine, till every single part of your body is drowned with my name only."

I whimper at his words as he continues, "I'm going to make you addictive to me, my peach. I'm going to possess your body to the point that any other man would die even at the thought of touching you like i do, and will always do."

"Oh Kook..," i moan his name at the words he's saying to me, turning me on to the point i feel the bubble building up inside me.

"This pussy of yours is going to be mine," he taps his hard dick on the opening and i feel the metallic balls cold to my hotness, "And it's going to welcome it's owner with delight tonight."

His piercing brushes against my sensitive area constantly and i whine under him, making him release a struggled sigh with all the sounds that i'm making. I'm still wet enough, but he knows that he carries a monster down there, it'll tear me apart if i'm not prepped nicely. He's taking his time turning me as wet as i can get.

It's him who's struggling right now. I can see his forehead sweating gallons as he's looking down between us.

He looks up at me to find me looking at him with glassy eyes. I lick my lips at the heavenly hot sight of him in front of me. His nostrils are flaring with struggle to hold it in and jaw is clenching with every rub he's giving me down there.

I buck my hips up, pointing my core in front of his cock, giving him the permission to go in. He curses under his breathe, and i gulp.

"Fuck, i can't anymore," he growls and in a flash of second, his tip that was hovering near my pussy enters me.

I gasp, my eyes widdens. His arms wrap around my body, as if he's hugging me from front. My breasts flush against him, my hands stay on the sides of my head. It already burns down there. My face scowls.

"O-Oh," I give out torturous moan at just a little intrusion.

As i adjusted a little, i don't get a warning before he thrusts right inside at once, filling me up to the brink. The burning stretch makes my whole body hot.

"Angh!" i scream out and my hands slap on his shoulders, a loud smacking sound echoes around me.

My heart is beating so furiously, my ears ring. My nails dig into his skin, his muscles constrict under the touch. My head rolls and i feel so heavy inside out. I feel so full.

He's so fucking big.

I can feel my heartbeat inside the walls of my pussy. I start trembling already. I can't even feel him on my body, it hurts. Tears, heavy and big, rolls down my temples.

It hurts so much that I almost want him to stop this, yet the wetness creeps out of me in pleasure. I don't know what to concentrate on, I feel almost paralyzed with the pain.

"Fuck, Hana, look at me," he tries to part away from my tight hold, but i tighten my hold around him, hiding my face into the crook of his neck. I sob like a child due to the burn.

He squirms and easily gets out of my tight hold. I have no energy, my body is already shaking. He isn't moving at all inside me. It had only been no less than a few seconds, but it feels like an hour already.

Jungkook looks at my flushed teary face, his one hand supports his body, other one sets my hair away from my sweaty forehead to kiss me there. I whimper out a sob.

"Relax," he tells me, not himself knowing what to do as he keeps giving me constant kisses.

Relax? It feels like a hot hard and thick rode is inserted inside me. it even feels difficult to breathe.

I open my eyes and look at his own pained expression. A vein is popping out from his forehead. I know if it was for his complete control and just bodily pleasure, he wouldn't have been waiting for me to adjust. He would've been taking me rough and hard, not caring about me hurting. But here, he's waiting.

His one hand goes down between us to rub my clit and ease the ache that i'm feeling there and whole body now. After a few strokes on my clit, the pain starts easing a little and i practically start melting in his arms.

"Yeah that's it, i've got you. Fuck, you look so good," he continues rubbing my clit.

I don't have it in me to speak anymore. I'm just heavily breathing, moaning everytime i feel the pleasure getting heavy on the pain.

He moves just so slowly inside me, my walls getting used to the feeling, stretching even more for him. I'm withering slightly because of the stimulation inside my pussy and on my clit. I feel him pushing even more in, i can't feel his skin on me down there, he's still not fully inside me. It's just me who's full.

But then he reaches past my vaginal barrier, tearing the thin membrane and i feel a liquid trailing down my ass cheeks. I'm bleeding.

Nausea fills my stomach as it rolls. His piercings hit the rock bottom inside me, i don't think i can even scream anymore. I just concentrate on the small breathes that i manage to take in.

The stimulation on my clit and his soft peppering kisses relaxes me slightly. I have no idea for how much we stayed like this, but i slowly feel the pain fading away and the man above me reads it through my body. I don't even have to tell him anything as he himself reads the room and starts moving inside me.

He moves, adds to the agony already going on inside me. He almost withdraws out of me, only to slam back inside me in one firm thrust.

"Fuck," i curse at the sudden strtech again.

He continues with slow yet hard thrusts, making me feel every inch of his cock with every thrust. My body shakes and rocks back with every thrust. I moan shamelessly as his piercings brush against the spot inside me. They feel so much better, almost making me feel ecstatic.

He leans down to capture my lips in his as he continues with his thrusts. My moans become muffled as i start to hear the bed creaking under us. His tongue pushes into my mouth, both of his hands cub my cheeks as his elbows hold his weight on top of me.

His hips turn more savage, fast and controlling. He's fucking me all the while his tongue explored my mouth, tasting every inch of me. His tongue dances along mine, and i like the sensation it gives me. His hair brush over my face like some curtain matching his thrusts.

"Fuck, you're such an addiction," he snaps his hips higher up and it feels so good.

My mind starts feeling dizzy and i moan out his name over and over again. I can literally feel him in my stomach. The sound of skin slapping and my loud moans along with his manly grunts echo through the room.

"You're so fucking tight. Can you feel your pussy hugging my cock like it only belongs to me?" he talks, though it's breathy because of his fast thrusts.

"So good...," i whisper, my eyes closed and mouth wide open, not believing what is happeneing to me.

In and out, his cock intrudes my core. He fucks exactly like i thought, like i felt in my dreams. Hard, dominating and just so savage. He knows what he's doing and i almost felt like he'll break my bed the way it is banging with the wall behind and creaking continuously.

"Look at this fucking body of yours, hmm," he speaks between his thrusts and i feel a bubble climbing inside me, "It's all mine and shuddering under with all the pleasure."

My hands feel his muscle stretch and relax as he picks up the rhythm. My body rock forward and backward as he uses me like his personal fuck doll. All the sweetness that i was feeling few moments back has disappeared, he's fucking me like one of his side chicks that he'll never see again.

With each thrust, he goes deeper, stronger. The sound of my arousal and the in and out movements make me delirious and downright mad.

The whole feeling feels do foreign, so outworldly, so fucking not normal. I feel filthy by the way he's actually doing me. I'm a moaning, panting mess. My hair stick to my forehead, my collarbones and my back.

I feel getting to the edge, about to fly apart. I'm just there.

"I'm going to come!" i scream out between my shrieks and moans.

"Hmm, cum, my peach show me how good i'm worshipping this body of yours," he says, and angles his thrusts upwards, his piercings brushing against my g spot. I give out gasps, all breatheless with the extraordinary feeling.

"I love seeing you become a fucking mess for me. Tell me, Hana, who owns this filthy used pussy of yours. Tell me, yeah?" he asks me and i open my mouth, to breathe properly.

He speaks so dirty, half of the feeling of orgasm is because of it, my arousal is still running out of me. My stomach feels heavy and i'm at the edge. It feels so intense, black dots covering my vision as i shut my eyes tightly.

"Say it, my whore," he prompts and thrusts upwards straight towrads the sensitive spot inside me.

I gasp out loud, "Oh my god, Jungkook!"

He chuckles above me, "That's right. Spasm around me, baby."

On accord, my whole body shakes. My legs go stiff, thighs shivering. My mouth stays wide open though no word comes out of me. My eyes are tightly shut, toes digging into the mattress while heels are up from the bed. My sharp nails dig deep into the skin of his shoulders as i cum.

The pain and the pleasure awakens the most intense feeling in me. I cum so hard, i feel some of the liquid running down my thighs. The intensity is almost unbearable as i scream into his ear. I don't feel like i belong in this world anymore, it's such a pure and overwhelming feeling.

"Aah please!" i scream out, asking him to slow down inside me.

He stops for moment, thrusting slowly inside me washing my orgasm out of me.

"I'm not stopping yet," he growls and slips out of me, making me whimper at the lost feeling of fullness.

As I try to catch my breathe, he flips me over swiftly. I yelp out loud as he throws his body weight on my back, taking my breathe away.

He headlocks me from behind and opens my legs to settle between them in a second. His dick, still just as hard brushes against my ass. My throat is choked, adding more problem to my already shallow breathe.

My hair cover my face, the strands play with my cheeks and lips because of my breathes. My hands hold his muscly tattooed arm around my throat, digging nails in there.

"I'm not stopping any time soon, baby. We've just started," he says and lines his cock just on my pussy.

With one firm snap of his hips, he firmly thrusts back inside me. My body aches at the burning stretch again. He hasn't come yet and I don't think he'll stop until he does. And even if he does, I don't think he'll stop any sooner.

"I-I'm so sensitive," I whisper.

"I'm glad," he says and starts thrusting inside me in this position.

I start whimpering feebly again as he pounds inside my sensitive pussy. My muscles ache, my pussy is clenching unclenching around his length, making him moan my name in my ear.

"You see what you are now?" he rasps in my ear, asking me.

I shake my head, not able to comprehend anything or say a word. I just lay there like a good doll, taking his cock the way he's giving me. The creaking sound of bed is the only thing I can make out, along with my whines.

"You're my property now, I've claimed you. Your pussy is mine...," he thrusts harder, knocking the breath out of me.

With the arm around my throat, he makes me turn to the side. I look back at him. My mouth wide open, eyes half closed and forehead frowning.

He leans in to bite down on my lower lip. It's hard enough to draw blood, the pain surges through me but it felt good. I moan as he nibbles down on it.

"Your lips are mine...," he mumbles against my lips.

"Your whole fucking body is mine. You'll never be in anyone else's arms but mine and you'll warm no one else's bed but mine," he tells me, I feel his thrusts getting shallower indicating his release. Along with it, I feel the similar bubble building inside me again.

In a few moments, I feel myself coming too, but he's still going on and on and on. My body turns exhausted, not having it anymore in me to meet his beast like energy.

He keeps on whispering words of possession in my ears, kissing my cheek, neck, back and basically any part of my skin he reaches. I'm breathless by the moment I feel him twitching inside me.

"Fuck fuck fuck," I hear him moan in my ear, almost edging me towards the third orgasm.

"Oh baby...," he calls out for me as his hold tightens around me and stills inside me.

His hips jerk against me, hot liquid entering me. He's still moaning on my ear as he empties inside me. He stays on top of me for more than just few seconds. He cums a lot, I know this. I am sure his cum is filling me to the brink.

"You're making me lose my fucking sanity," he growls, oozing out every little drop inside me.

My eyes turn heavy with exhaustion as he finally slips out of me. My body shudders at the loss.

I just stay in the same position, muscles screaming in agony. He plops next to me on the bed. He's panting heavily too. I look at his face covered with thick layer of sweat along with his inked chest, neck and arm. His hair are sticking to his hot flushed skin.

He looks at me and I catch softness in his eyes for a second, before he blinks it away. Grabbing my arm, he pulls me to his chest. I'm still panting, catching my breathe as my sweaty body sticks to his.

"You're fully mine now," he kisses my head.

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~Aster 🌸