A/N: I have received so many messages about the question 'who changed jm clothes in previous chapter'. lol, he did them himself. He was awake when Jungkook was singing him to sleep, he told his POV and why would Jungkook sing for him if he would still already be asleep? So, jk didn't change his clothes. He never does it.

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🌼 WARNING ⚠️:

Depiction of Mature Content;

▪︎ Tongue Kisses 🧸🎀
▪︎ Sexual Tension 🧊💦
▪︎ ALMOST Sex 😈👾

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"You said, it looks like an asian script but you can't understand it. And if Sire knows it and we don't, It's definitely this language" A priest placed a giant book on the tall counter infront of Taehyung who was in a black cloak, standing on the other side of the counter.

Being into some fancy library into their Rites Hall (Their Holy Place: Where Jungkook often comes to confess or kill priests). The huge windows were reflecting dark night but the hall had many people.

"This is the only dictionary left so, I won't sell it to you" The priest added.

"I just need ten minutes" Taehyung assured and the priest left Taehyung all alone with the book and Taehyung just looked down at that black book's cover stating 'Archaic Mandarin'

Taehyung sat at a wooden study table nearby and looked around, making sure no one was looking as he took out one of those Jungkook's hand written papers from his pocket.

Unfolding to see that one and only repeated sentence in Jungkook's hand writing with his blood.

Taehyung opened the book and began searching for those words, taking out a pen to write the words' meaning on a new piece of paper since that paper had no more space to write.

Translating different words one by one only by their appearance took Taehyung a lot of time than he had expected, but he ended up translating that uncanny sentence to frown.

'I AM HIS NEW FATHER'
'I AM HIS NEW FATHER'
'I AM HIS NEW FATHER'
'I AM HIS NEW FATHER'
'I AM HIS NEW FATHER'
'I AM HIS NEW FATHER'
'I AM HIS NEW FATHER'
'I AM HIS NEW FATHER'
'I AM HIS NEW FATHER'
'I AM HIS NEW FATHER'
'I AM HIS NEW FATHER'
'I AM HIS NEW FATHER'
'I AM HIS NEW FATHER'
'I AM HIS NEW FATHER'
'I AM HIS NEW FATHER'
'I AM HIS NEW FATHER'
'I AM HIS NEW FATHER'
'I AM HIS NEW FATHER'
'I AM HIS NEW FATHER'
'I AM HIS NEW FATHER'
'I AM HIS NEW FATHER'
'I AM HIS NEW FATHER'
'I AM HIS NEW FATHER'
'I AM HIS NEW FATHER'...

Those alphabets formed repeatedly, making Taehyung to just look at it with a concern frown. One single paper had this sentence repeated almost a 100 times with his blood. And, Jungkook's whole desk was found covered with those papers by Taehyung as if Jungkook had been writing it since years.

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"If he dare to touch him! I am going to kill that fucking bastard...!" Yoongi was yelling while being tied to an empty cage's bars trying to untie his hands until he saw Namjoon dragging Detective Park by his arm into that hall.

Detective Park no longer had his suit's jacket on but just his dress shirt and pants, His hands were now tied by a black silk robe at front over his bandaged wrists. He had an expressionless face with his eyes teary when Namjoon shoved him onto the floor and walked away.

"What happened... what did he do?" Yoongi whisperedly asked while trying to scooted as closer as he could to Detective Park who had an expressionless face and his eyes bubbling hot tears.

Not sharing anything about how humiliated he felt while sitting onto the Henchman's lap being completely naked, when he knew Yoongi had dealt with much greater being surrounded by many men. The only difference was that they all went through a body-check but Detective Park had went through a kind of 'beauty-check'.

"It's okay, forget about it, forget about it, it's gone, it's all gone. You are fine, it's okay" Yoongi repeated as Detective Park refused to look at him or talk to him.

Detective Park just fought back his tears until he heard Han's voice and looked up. Making Yoongi to look up and trace Detective Park's sight to find Han standing leaned on the mezzanine's metal railing of the floor above them.

Han just lit up his cigarette between his lips by a matchestick, his open parted collar dress shirt revealing his dragon tattoo on his chest, as he kept looking at Detective Park while talking to a man.

"Put that worm away from him" Han ordered another man standing behind him, pointing Yoongi out while Yoongi just glared at him.

"Lord has created him with all of his might" Han exhaled the smoke out while his eyes not leaving Detective Park.

"He is not a nice person... I just don't... want to stay here even for a second..." Detective Park managed to sob out while hugging his knees and burying his face into them as if he could hide away from Han this way.

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"Aaaaaahh!" Jimin was screaming while almost hanging his head from his bed. Being in a periwinkle silk top over his skimpy matching underwear.

His wiggling revealed milky white legs intertwined with Jungkook's legs on his bed.

When The Sire had hovered him, being in a pair of black jeans over a cleanest black tank-top. Revealing his muscled biceps. Having baby pink nail-filer stuck between his teeth with a determined frown, when he had clutched onto Jimin's hands in his grip, clipping the nail of Jimin's pinky finger with a baby nail-clipper.

Making Jimin to scream and bang his head on the bed as if it was too painful.

"Just one more to go, baby" Jungkook managed to speak with that nail filer between his teeth horizontally, while protesting physically to keep his grip strong onto Jimin's fingers, clipping Jimin's ring finger nail now.

"No! They look so..." Jimin complained while looking at his clipped nails. "...ugly!" Jimin added.

"They are pretty and clean"

"It's hurtful!"

"No, you aren't hurt!" Jungkook firmly denied as if he was fighting back while pecking Jimin's cheek with all of his might while having that filer in between still.

Until the closed door of the bedroom was roughly knocked. "Get the ass in now" Jungkook ordered to whoever was at the door.

And, Taehyung walking in with an unamused frown, being in his sleeping attire which was a pair of green pj's.

"Do you people have any respect for neighbors?" Taehyung asked and Jimin paused his screams. "I was trying to sleep and you have no right to judge me to sleep in the afternoon" Taehyung added once Jungkook had opened his mouth to say something.

"Look, they look like noobs!" Jimin complained while showing Taehyung his clipped nails and Jungkook let go of him to get up from the bed soon when he was done clipping the last nail of Jimin's thumb.

"I have quite heard about boobs but what's noobs?" Taehyung asked and Jungkook just passed Taehyung an unamused look.

"I don't know but it sounds ugly as them. Noobs..." Jimin looked horrified as he kept looking at his nails, having his fingers curled and facing him.

"Ummm... Jungkook...," Taehyung noted while eyeing Jungkook to be out of the room with him. "I think you shouldn't do it anymore" Taehyung whispered once Jungkook was out of Jimin's room and leaned on the wall beside.

"What? Clipping his nails? They were bad, he scratched my whole fucking arm because he thought he was fighting with a headless man in his nightmare, well technically I don't even consider that a nightmare" Jungkook replied.

"No, no, I am not talking about clipping his nails or doing his hair or makeup like his dolls. I meant, you and him in one bed" Taehyung emphasized.

"What do you think I do to him in 'one' bed?" Jungkook demanded while crossing his arms over his chest.

"No, I didn't mean it this way. We both know that he has feelings for you. I mean real adult feelings. To be specific, sexual attraction. I think you need to give him some space. He is discovering himself and you are 24/7 with him since he came into your life"

"I don't think that's crucial, Taehyung"

"It is. If you sum this up. You are everything to him. And, you want him to not be sexually attracted to you. He needs to learn that there are more men beyond you. So many options to choose from. How about you let him go on a date with Iseul?" Taehyung positively suggested.

"Excuse me?"

"Why not?"

"Why?" Jungkook asked demandingly instead, sounding mad.

"Last night you told me that you wanted him to consider you as a 'father' and we both understood that you weren't talking about being a catholic priest to him so, I want you to keep your fatherly ass away from his ass so, he doesn't get confuse and eventually get over this crush he has on you" Taehyung assured with a smirk and a raised eyebrow.

"And?"

"And, stop sleeping with him, no cuddles, nothing. Let him breathe out of yourself. You have possessed his existence like Bathsheba, for God's sake"

"And, probably that's why he is still alive. You want me to let him go on a date with Iseul and learn after a few fours that Iseul has sold him to the Faceless in exchange of something exotic. Clever, Taehyung. Very clever" Jungkook sarcastically scoffed.

"We can't just let him hang in there upon a crush. He needs to talk it out..."

"No. He doesn't need to take any sessions from your child therapy program" Jungkook denied.

"Why not? I am a famous psychiatrist in my major"

"Fuck you and your major" Jungkook emphasized.

"I am telling you, something is wrong with him. Some days he is really clever and he talks his age but other days especially when you aren't out of the city, he behaves like a five years old baby who is too much spoiled to deal with" Taehyung whisperedly tried to explain.

"I am fine dealing with it. I rather enjoy it, he is wild, that's how a beauty needs to be" Jungkook dismissed while trying to walk passed Taehyung.

"I have heard about some injections that come into this house for animals and I think maybe he takes that" Taehyung added.

"Why would he do that?" Jungkook demanded an answer.

"He is a curious bubble. I have heard those injections are used on beasts category of the wild cats to control their minds while selling them to rich people who shows off to their relatives or friends while trying to control the animal with the vaccine. And, I was just wondering that Han is quite amazing in mixing and matching formulas..."

"What actually you are trying to tell?" Jungkook asked with a raised eyebrow. "My animals don't take any injections, I train them personally and that's why they are sold in different prices"

"If you don't give any injection to your animals than why it is still coming into this house? Business is one thing, my Sire. Jimin is another. If a cat died out of experiment, you will order your man to get you another but if something happens to Jimin, he won't be back to you. Never. What will you do then? Kidnap another child and make him fond of you?" Taehyung asked with a shrug and Jungkook just sighed a grin while looking away before he looked back to Taehyung.

"No. I won't, Taehyung. I will not because, I never taught Jimin to be fond of me. He is special. He thought I was his imaginary friend and I became it. Simple. No one got hurt" Jungkook whisperedly replied.

"Jimin is getting hurt now"

"So am I, Taehyung. I have become so addictive of his love that I really think myself of Jimin's imaginary friend and I wish I was him. I'm afraid that one day he will grow out of this love and forget about me, thinking of me as a part of that book he will never open again"

"And you think keeping him like a baby will fix that?"

"I can try"

"He doesn't love you. He loves S.I.R.E. He barely knows you, Jungkook. The real Jeon Jungkook, The Wyvern of the whole Black Wyvern empire. A heartless gangster. He doesn't know you. He thinks whatever you do is so beautiful because he hasn't seen the real world. He hasn't stepped out of this house since 15 years and when he does, loads of people are with him to pull him back to this cage. You made this house look like his Fairytale book by covering it with roses and fancy sparkle but the reality is that he doesn't know your real personality. You are more than a care taker or protector who would buy him expensive things, makes his hair like dolls, makes his every wish come true or protects him from everything. He needs to learn that you are a human not any demonic angel or whatever that is" Taehyung tried to explain.

"I don't want him to know. He doesn't deserve to know"

"That boy is falling for you like an adult, he wants to marry you, he deserves to know"

"I am not marrying him anyways"

"How many people on earth Jeon Jungkook has ever kissed on the lips?"

"He started that. I had never thought about it"

"Men, women, dogs, Nothing left I tried to make you be with but I thought lip kisses were gross enough to murder people for Jeon Jungkook, you delulu bitch" Taehyung added while taking out that familiar folded paper from his pajamas pocket to unfold and shove it at Jungkook.

The same paper that had Jungkook's hand writing with a single sentence in a foreign language repeated continuously with his blood and Jungkook just crossed his arms over his chest without looking at Taehyung with a frown.

"Say something, say it, now don't tell me you were trying to normalize it so, that Jimin thinks its normal to kiss his Sire and still be called his son. I know that's not true and you are in denial or else you wouldn't be manifesting this sentence this badly to make it somehow true which isn't" Taehyung poked Jungkook's chest with his index finger.

"I don't have a heart, Taehyung" Was all Jungkook emphasized. "Jimin believes in true love and romance, he wants romantic fairytales and I am selfish, I am bad, really bad, I have done worst things to people in coitions and I can't let Jimin be with me in a relationship where I would have an authority to take my lust out on him and ruin him"

"Other than this, You are into him, aren't you? If you will marry him, he will get more stronger infront of the Faceless than while being your fake son" Taehyung raised his eyebrow as he stated.

"I am more dangerous for him than any fucking Faceless out there and Jimin belonged from a really nice family, he had a beautiful life in a beautiful small house until I fuck shitted in and ruined his family by getting his father murdered, if I wouldn't be into their lives, things would be different..." Jungkook was saying until Hoseok walked upto them and bowed.

"My Apologies, My Sire, But, Han has sent a message, they have covered the east coast, he wants to talk to you urgently" Hoseok mumbled out.

"Hana?! I want to talk to him too!" Jimin suddenly peeked out from his bedroom's door and Taehyung and Jungkook just froze as they looked at each other.

Jimin happily tried to run away but Jungkook grabbed his arm, "No, why would you want to talk to him and about what? You aren't going anywhere" Jungkook emphasized and Jimin just inhaled deeply with a pout and kneeled down on the rugged floor, without exhaling and looking up at Jungkook.

"What is he doing?" Taehyung looked concerned with a confused frown.

"Holding his breath" Jungkook casually replied and Jimin's face had turned a dark shade of pink, making weirder mild painful voices with a determined gaze to Jungkook.

"Lord... Fine! Go, for fuck's sake!" Jungkook yelled in defeat and Jimin abruptly exhaled a grin while standing up and pecking Jungkook's lips in a quick sudden peck before running away with a happy giggle.

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Jimin was in a black stretchable looking jumpsuit that had the skimpiest shorts built-in with the top. Not pants. Having no side seams from top to bottom but just black thin straps struggling to keep the back and front of the jumpsuit together from the sides. Revealing his skin from his either sides of the body, from his chest to all the way down to his hips and thighs.

His black socks long enough to cover him till his thighs where his shorts were ending. The socks had tiny printed sparkling butterflies all over. His black ankle length boots had thin silver chains as if someone had put them on his shoes so he can't take his shoes off and get hurt.

Marama was wrapped around Jimin's waist and Jimin was sitting on his knees, on the bricked floor of the Sire's frontyard, right beside the grass and the outdoor couches where Mrs. Jeon was enjoying her afternoon tea with peace.

Jimin had a determined pout when he was voicelessly wrapping a thin robe around Mrs. Jeon's foot to her couch chair's wooden leg. Mrs. Jeon was busy in her book, sipping on the cup of tea, and Jimin tied the rope loosely, not letting it to touch her skin.

Jimin tapped his two fingers on the floor lighting and Marama slithered up from Jimin's waist to chest and upto Jimin's arm. Jimin placed his hand on Mrs. Jeon couch chair and Marama quietly crawled up from Jimin's hand to the couch.

Hoseok walked out of the mansion's door with a plate of healthy looking chocolate sliced cake that was covered by a glassed lid, and just froze at the scene.

Before Hoseok could even react, Jimin abruptly stood up the ground all of the sudden and screamed as if someone was behind Mrs. Jeon, "No! Don't bite mommy!" Jimin processed the shriek and at the same time Marama loudly hissed at Mrs. Jeon from the other side, making Mrs. Jeon to abruptly scream and stood up from the couch to run away but...

She just tried. Her foot being tied to the couch she couldn't, that thin robe around her ankle, broke but the poor woman ended up falling into that giant pool infront of her.

And, Hoseok's breath hitched.

Mrs. Jeon strugglingly went up to the water's surface and abruptly looked around for any sort of danger sign or that famous 'Not For Swimming' warning sign but luckily, it wasn't the backyard's shark tank. They were in the frontyard and that was an actual pool.

Jimin laughed the hell out of his soul and Mrs. Jeon just keened her eyes at him while spitting the water out from her mouth.

"When this motherfucker Han will come back?!" She fussed while hitting the water and happened to fell back into the water, making Jimin to laugh even more.

Meanwhile, Marama abruptly slithered away from Jimin under the couch as if he had sensed some threat and at the same time, Jungkook walked out of the door of the mansion, going towards those ready-to-leave cars parked by his men, being in a black vest over black dress shirt and pants, his black coat drapped on his one arm, as if he was leaving for somewhere.

"Jungkook?! Fucking Jeon Jungkook?!" She practically yelled with all of her might at him who turned to saw Mrs. Jeon in the pool fussing while Jimin's laugh abruptly died down as he sunk into the couch chair.

"Where on earth you are leaving too?"

"To the art gallery across the city, it's work related"

"Take him with you, please!" She pointed Jimin out.

"I won't be back till midnight, it's far and dangerous, the Faceless knows I am going there, everyone knows that, Butterfly will stay home"

"No! Take him with you or Either tell Han to come back earlier or wrap him in a gift box and send that box to Iseul!"

"Shh... woman," Was all Jungkook uttured with a frown as he walked upto them between her and Jimin (who had a pout), making Jimin to hug Jungkook's waist. "You are scaring my baby" Jungkook cavilled at against her instead.

"I am fucking scaring him?!" She complained with a perplexed frown.

"You are fucking swimming and yelling at him, it's all I can see" Jungkook emphasized while stucking Jimin in his arm like his coat and picked him off the ground, pecking Jimin's cheekbone with all of his might.

"Let's go, Sire's chubby doll, this woman is crazy" Jungkook carried Jimin away by his just one hand wrapped around Jimin's waist, making Jimin to curl his legs up until his Sire actually supported them, making Jimin to wrap his legs around his Sire's pelvis. "You are going out with Sire, everyone's an asshole in this house" Jungkook talked with a tsk while walking away towards his car.

And, Jimin just waved at Mrs. Jeon with an evil grin while wrapping his arms around his Sire's neck and resting his face on his shoulder peacefully.

Making Mrs. Jeon to watch him go with a dumbfounded open-mouth face having her one eye twitching.

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"How to educate an adult about sex without freaking him out?" Jihyun whispered to himself as he typed the sentence on his laptop's keyboard, typing in a search box of a web browser.

Being at his lavender paint coated study table, His room looked like a perfect room to study with new gadgets and comfort with purple fairylights.

The server kept loading for Jihyun's request on the google but after a good minute the server showed an error stating: 'Access Denied'.

Jihyun processed a frown and tried to re-load the search engine but the error happened to get re-load too to face Jihyun again and again.

Jihyun gave up and erase the search box to re-write 'Where was the first drama theatre was built?' Jihyun entered and the browser loaded to show the perfect results.

Jihyun frowned even deeper as he erased the search box again to write; 'Sex education'. The Brower loaded to show Jihyun the error of 'Access Denied' again.

Jihyun scratched his forehead with a mad frown while re-searching 'Who was Bill Wilkins?' And the brower showed the whole perfect loaded page about the man's history.

Jihyun erased the search box with his mad harsh fingers tapping on his laptop's keyboard and wrote 'Sex educational videos for children'

Entered, 'Access Denied'.

Jihyun clutched onto his hair with a mad whimper, erasing and retyping 'Sex educational books names' but...

'ACCESS DENIED'.

'Sex education For kids'

'ACCESS DENIED'

'Sex education for adults'

'ACCESS DENIED'

Jihyun processed a harsh exhale in anguish and erased the search box again to type, 'Fuck you' with a mad frown and entered.

The browser re-loaded and displayed an error stating: 'Fuck you too'

Jihyun stared at the error expressionlessly for a good minute before he screamed the hell out of his lungs and ran out of his room.

"Dr. Kim?!!"

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"How long still it's going to take, my Pretty Sire?" Jimin asked being on the backseats of Jungkook's car while Jungkook was beside him busy in his digital tab and his coat was hung on a hanger by the clothes bar installed in his car. "It's been four hours" Jimin looked restless, holding onto an almost eaten submarine sandwich wrapped in a cleanest paper and an orange drink in a tumbler. A two more food bags placed by Jimin's seat, having their ingredients and nutrients list attached on their bags as if Sire had asked for them.

A pink cat-ears hairband resting on Jimin's head as if he got it with the meal.

"Just two more hours" Jungkook replied.

"This onion is cooked" Jimin pulled out a sliced piece of onion from his sandwich and Jungkook just raised his hand towards Jimin, without looking at him, making Jimin to place that piece of onion onto Jungkook's hand and then, resuming to eat his submarine sandwich.

"Did Hana talk to you well?" Jungkook started, being busy in his iPad and Jimin nodded. "About what?"

"He was asking if I was okay, nothing much" Jimin replied while kneeling up and slurping on his drink.

"How did you know Han had called?"

"I heard Hoseok talking about it to you"

"Before him, Taehyung and I were talking, could you hear us as well, love?" Jungkook questioned while still not looking at Jimin but into the screen.

"I don't know I was in the bathroom" Jimin smiled and just looked at him finally as if he was reading Jimin's eyes but then forced a smile back assuringly.

*1.5 Hours Later*

"I am not selling shit. Don't let a piece of mine sell in auction under any won less" Jungkook was talking on his phone, still being in his car's backseats while Jimin had his head leaned onto Jungkook's shoulder, sleeping peacefully and his cat-ears hairband was now resting onto Jungkook's head.

"Don't even let this fucking auction start until I am there" Jungkook added on the call and Jimin's head slided down from Jungkook's shoulder, making Jimin to rest his side face now onto Jungkook's lap and curled his legs up on the seat as well.

Making Jungkook to back his hand away from Jimin as the whole side of Jimin that was facing Jungkook had no cloth. The side seam of his skimpy jumpsuit had just stretchable straps, no fabric.

"A-And... make sure t-those... foreign brothers stay away from... today" Jungkook just ran his eyes from Jimin's shoulder to down on his revealed smooth skin of his waist and then further down onto Jimin's hips. His jumpsuit was just covering him from his front crotch and hardly covering his thick back (hips), nothing in the middle.

Jungkook yanked his coat off the hanger from that cloth hanging panel and covered Jimin's revealed sides of the hips by it abruptly.

"I don't want them to know how we business" Jungkook looked at ease until Jimin pushed Jungkook's coat off himself in his sleep with a whine. He was lying on his side not facing Jungkook but when he shifted because of that coat, he lie straight now.

His sleeping face was now facing Jungkook and his blonde hair scattered all over Jungkook's thighs. Jimin's thigh-high socks-ed legs now were halfway hanging from the seat.

Jungkook still tried to figure out where to keep his hand rest away from Jimin as he just looked down at Jimin's beautiful eyes but then...

Jungkook's eyes abruptly got traveled down from Jimin's beautiful eyes to Jimin's chest. The boy's shortest stretchable jumpsuit's shoulder strap had rolled down from his arm, revealing half of his nipple.

Jungkook just took a deep breath and abruptly looked away to the window while biting his lower lip.

"My Sire?" The man on the other side of Jungkook's phone call, spoke.

"I... am already reaching... Will explain everything else then" With that Sire hang up and chose to keep looking out from the window even when the windows were designed to not be able to look out. The window was pitch black. Opaque. No view to show.

Jungkook just bit upon his black painted nails and then looked back down at Jimin.

The fabric of Jimin's neckline caressing his nipple each time Jimin was breathing,

Jungkook abruptly looked at those two of his men who were on the front seats, one driving and the other was there on the passenger's seat with a submachine gun for security purposes.

Between the front seats and backseats of the car a whole screen of transparent glass window was fixed on the rear of the car. Through which Jungkook could look at them and they could look behind on the backseats as well.

Jungkook pushed a small black buzzer by the car's door panel and that electrochromic pane window switched to opaque black. Those men weren't now able to look into the backseats, turning backseats into a private suite.

Giving Jimin some privacy from the men seated at front but how to give it from himself. He was also a man, wasn't he?

"Fuck it..." Jungkook tsked while placing his phone away and confidently pulling Jimin's shoulder strap up back on his shoulder. Fixing it back but the strap just stretched and remained on Jimin's shoulder but, still refused to cover anything. Instead, it happened to rolled down again from Jimin's shoulder and ended up revealing Jimin's both nipples completely.

Jungkook just blinked.

And then abruptly shifted his eyes away to the window with folded arms, biting upon his black painted nails between his teeth.

"Jimin-ah, wake up, boy" Jungkook spoke in a rush while abruptly making Jimin sit up but Jimin just whimpered in his sleep and hugged Jungkook's vested torso instead.

"Just few minutes more" Jimin whisperedly requested in his sleep, leaning his soft lips into Jungkook's neck and pressing his naked chest onto Jungkook's chest now. Making Jungkook to look down with a gulp to witness Jimin's one nipple brushing onto Jungkook's vested chest while the other was just out occasionally pressing onto Jungkook.

Jungkook just felt Jimin's lips softly touching the crook of his neck.

He was done, "Wake up, Jimin, now" Jungkook sounded restless and impatient as he just gently grasped Jimin's hair to try to pull Jimin away but couldn't help but to look down at Jimin's lips. Those plump cherry pink powdery lips were now parted because of Jungkook's way of pulling Jimin's face up.

Jungkook vigorously attached his own lips onto Jimin's.

Jimin whimpered with a deep hitched breath in his sleep with his frowny closed eyes as Jungkook blocked Jimin's ability to breathe with his lips, as he pinned his own lips onto Jimin's.

Making Jimin to get backed away but Jungkook leaned towards Jimin to not break their kiss until Jimin opened his eyes with a sleepy frown, making Jungkook to break the kiss.

Jimin just looked at Jungkook who looked back, panting onto each other's faces.

Until, Jimin grabbed Jungkook's face with both of his hands and softly pecked Jungkook's lips but Jungkook grasped Jimin's blonde hair to not let Jimin break those pecks and just kept their lips tightly collapsed onto each others.

He didn't kiss Jimin back but just refused to let Jimin broke that peck either. Having Jimin's lips squished into his without actually kissing.

Jungkook grabbed Jimin's waist with his other hand to pull him closer and Jimin just whimpered while his hands were pinned between their chests, his fists onto Jungkook's shoulder being forcibly into that lip kiss where their lips were just squeezed into one another, since Jungkook refused to kiss back and refused to let Jimin go either.

Pulling Jimin harshly closer by his waist enough to make the latter be on his knees, off from his seat.

Jimin had a frown as he tried to break the kiss, he clearly wasn't able to breath into that kiss which wasn't really a kiss.
Jungkook let go of Jimin's lips just to start kissing them. Making Jimin to exist into the kiss and try to kiss his Sire back but couldn't once Jungkook's tongue invaded into Jimin's mouth.

Jimin felt eased out into that kiss and wrapped his arms around Jungkook's neck until Jungkook collected Jimin's saliva off Jimin's tongue with his lips as he looked into Jimin's eyes, making Jimin to get goosebumps.

Having Jimin's hair grasped into his fist, not letting Jimin break that kiss and when he did pulled Jimin away by his hair, their saliva broke out from their lips.

Jimin just panted while looking into Jungkook's eyes and then slowly leaned closer to kiss Jungkook's lips again. He knew if he would let go, Jungkook will end this and his body will have to get through that heated fever once again.

"Enough..." Jungkook tried to break the kiss but Jimin just straddled Jungkook's lap and pushed Jungkook's shoulder back to eat Jungkook's lips.

Almost had learned to kiss Jungkook back, Jimin whimpered resting his hips onto Jungkook's crotch, having Jungkook between his legs was his favorite and newly discovered kink. "Enough, Jimin..." Jungkook panted out.

"Shh..." Jimin uttured while placing his index finger onto Jungkook's lips. Sliding his other hand onto Jungkook's toned chest but unluckily to Jimin, it wasn't bare today. Kissing Jungkook's lips again but having his index finger still between their lips.

"It's a polite warning, stop it right now" Jungkook emphasized threatenedly while pinning Jimin's hands down but Jimin just kissed Jungkook's lips being hyperly active and his body burning in desire for Jungkook. Not getting the warning.

"Fuck you" Jungkook gritted out and started kissing Jimin back eagerly and harshly, grasping Jimin's hair.

Leaving Jimin's lips only to kiss down on Jimin's jawline hungrily, more down and under Jimin's neck, further down to his shoulder and Jimin's eyes widened as he felt Jungkook's hands harshly sliding into the cloth-less sides of Jimin's jumpsuit. Either sides.

Yanking and stretching those side straps on Jimin's side seam and invading his hands in towards Jimin's hips, Jimin turned a darker shade of pink and panicked as he felt Jungkook's hands on his hips and he was grasped by there with Jungkook's huge hands. Onto his bare hips.

Jimin panicked while panting hard as he felt Jungkook's black painted nails pulling Jimin's hips cheek apart and trying to pull Jimin on his lap further as Jungkook trailed his lips down on Jimin's chest who tried to back away from Jungkook.

It wasn't something Jimin was used to of. He was never been kissed on his neck or more down or was never been touched on his ass like that, 'clothelessly'. Getting spanked by his Sire was different. It was not what Jungkook's hands were doing right now. Fondling Jimin's hips' cheeks.

Jimin could feel Jungkook's fingers brushing near to his 'rear'. And, Jimin had turned into a tender ashamed bubble that could pop at any minute and get sprinkled under the rug.

Trying to keep Jungkook away by his shoulders with his Crescent moon eyes squeezed close being abashed but Jungkook's lips began sucking Jimin's chest all around Jimin's nipple.

Jimin refused to get any closer to Jungkook while being completely flushed with his heated red cheeks as he tried to keep Jungkook away by resting his both hands onto Jungkook's shoulder.

Jungkook let go of Jimin's one hips' cheek to take his hand out from Jimin's jumpsuit, only to yank Jimin's Jumpsuit completely down from Jimin's chest in a harsh sudden move.

Now, Jimin realized his jumpsuit was resting on his stomach with nothing on his chest but Jungkook's lips.

And, Jimin just felt Jungkook's one hand still grasping his one hips cheek in a way that his long fingers were actually between and reaching his hole.

Jimin refused to get any closer to Jungkook, Jungkook pushed himself onto Jimin. Jimin backed away but Jungkook didn't let go of him until he was now fully lying on the seat but Jungkook grabbed Jimin's legs and roughly pulled them apart to get in between and hover him.

Jimin's eyes widened as Jungkook pressed his weight between Jimin's legs and for the first time, Jimin experienced something like this when Jungkook tongue Jimin's nipple.

Jimin processed a hitched scream at this new sensation of stinging pleasure when Jungkook sucked and clicked his tongue back and forth onto Jimin's nipple.

Jimin couldn't help but to wrap his legs around Jungkook's hips tightly, he felt so nice between his legs but everything else had made the latter turned a vigorous shade of red when Jungkook's tongue brushed Jimin's nipple back and forth in an effortlessly fast pace.

Jimin continued to whimper with his panting chest, didn't know what was wrong that now his nipples were stiff like a hard coin.

Jimin's chest heaving with pants as he rubbed his thighs all around Jungkook's hips. His legs around his Sire were shaking. His eyes squeezed close, couldn't help but to cover his other leftover nipple with his palm to try understand what was wrong with him and hide it from Jungkook.

Jungkook was busy sucking onto Jimin's nipple, twirling his tongue round and round around Jimin's erected hard nipple and then all over it before stucking it between his lips.

Jimin couldn't help but to uttur painful voices while grasping onto Jungkook's back, clutching onto Jungkook's black fitted vest.

Jungkook's weight pressed on Jimin's crotch, making Jimin to open and close his legs around Jungkook.

Jimin processed a loud hitched moan as Jungkook let go of Jimin's nipple to tongue the other hidden one by Jimin's palm, making Jimin realized what his nipple wanted; Jungkook's attention.

Jimin's eyes had formed tears as he grasped Jungkook's hair roughly, yanking them but his Sire didn't seem to mind that.

Jungkook teasingly tongue Jimin's nipple oscillating rapidly back and forth and Jimin harshly kicked his parted legs on anywhere they could in that car while clutching onto his own blonde hair. Screaming. Maybe he was experiencing the term 'painful pleasure' and didn't know how to deal with it.

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Jungkook's driver and the bodyguard on the front seats of the car, heard those suppressed loud taps sound of something getting hit everywhere on the backseats.

Even when those dividing glassed panels were said to be soundproof, Jimin's eliminated scream could be heard with those suppressed tapping sounds of Jimin's legs kicking everywhere.

And both the men just passed each other side eyes with their concerning confused frowns but then shrugged and resumed to focus on their respective tasks.

☆END OF THE CHAPTER☆