🌼 WARNING ⚠️:

Depiction of Mature Content;

▪︎ Offensive words 🥀🕷
▪︎ Blood🩸🤍
▪︎ Gore 💔💥
▪︎ Sex 🥂🦋 (Dorian×Han)(most awaited)(most requested)

A/N: If I didn't get comments (￢з￢)🔪 

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Jimin opened his eyes being in his beautiful bed.

His eyes were glistening perfectly honey-brown amber hues just like Detective Park's eyes, unlike how they usually stay a little muted.

Hearing those yells coming from downstairs. Jimin's beautiful innocent looking eyes turned into an unamused sharp glare. Just like his Sire.

Jimin rolled his eyes as he sat up with his messy baby hairstyle carrying that big pink baby-bow hairclip. Kicking his blanket away harshly as if he was about to go downstairs and kick those yells' owners' asses but...

Jimin hissed while holding his head as if it was aching a lot as he rolled down from his bed. Only to land on his butt infront of his full-sized mirror. His eyes widened as he looked into the mirror at his baby pink onsie that had baby blue butterflies printed all over. Like a baby crolly doll.

"The fuck...?" Jimin sounded confused with a dumbfounded frown on his baby clothes and on his baby hairstyle.

Jimin abruptly stood up to go and check a calender tucked on the wall of his bedroom. "Sire must be home... and I look like a fucking shit-show...?" Jimin panicked while grabbing his face with both of his hands dramatically.

He abruptly ran into his bathroom to spend a good fifteen minutes and came out in a black bathrobe.

He looked into a few drawers to look for something until he yanked his phone out from one of them, having the  Butterfly backcase on, his phone was powered off as if he haven't charged it since ages, neither used it nor touched it.

He put the phone on its charger, turning it on and putting on 'Lana Del rey's Peppers' song on.

He opened his closet abruptly to find a dusty rose nude shade of the cropped top that had black see-through ruching, having separate but attached to the top's hem long-fitted matching ruched sleeves. Sliding his second door of the closet to pull out a pair of black matte sexy fitted capri leather pants.

He drew that white canvas curtains off from that huge wall of his bedroom, discerning his Sire's painting covering half of the wall. His painted sharp vicious eyes staring as if they were staring into Jimin's soul.

Jimin touched the man's painted lips with his fingers and then touched his own lips with those fingers. Closing his eyes as he caressed his own lips.

Watching the man's vicious looking painting, Jimin made eye-contact with the painted man while biting his lower lip mischievously as he dropped the bathrobe off himself to his naked feet.

"I take off all my clothes, dance naked for the neighbors~
I'm like, 'Fuck it, gonna give a show', I open up the blinds~" Jimin sang with the song as he pulled up a sexy black laced strappy underwear on his naked hips before he buttoned up his pants on himself. Low-rise. Showing his groinline and displaying his lace sheer underwear's sides from his pants. Casually.

He pulled up the sleeves on, zipping his cropped top gracefully from behind on himself.

"Got a knife in my jacket, honey, I'm divine~
Baby, I'll bring the coffee if you bring the wine~
I'm in love, I'm in love~" Jimin placed his foot up on his vanity only to surround that familiar black diamonds sparkling anklet dangling the badge 'SIRE'S'. His capri pants making his beautiful calves stay revealed and his anklet along.

Wearing a heavy-duty diamond choker dangling black diamonds, as he wrapped his sparkling silver bladed butterfly bellychain ( scourge ) around his beautiful upper waist.

Wearing a black leather belt on his pants waistband with white diamonds chain that was dangling diamonds covered alphabets stating 'SIRE'S HEART' right on the back, over his hips.

He made an exaggerated version of the Butterflies Jungkook draws on the outer corners of his both eyes. Aligned with the wing of his eyeliner. Applying black powder on his lower lashline only to smoked it out, making his eyes to look even more amber honey-brown. Because his Sire loves the color of his eyes.

"Jeon Jungkook keeps whats his, clean..." Jimin talked to himself in the mirror as he drenched his lips in a clear gloss and messed up his blonde hair wildly. "Very clean" Jimin sassily added into the mirror.

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"Like this?" Detective Park asked holding Han's machete with his both hands, striking the air with it. Being in a black dress shirt messily (probably of Han and probably the only piece of clothing he had on), his honey-brown amber diamond pendant sparkling on his neck when he had straddled Han's abdomen.

While, Han was lying in the bed of his ship's bedroom cabin. Naked. Caressing Detective Park's naked bandaged thigh placed by his abdomen (since the latter was straddling Han's lower abdomen)

"A little tigher" Han instructed and Detective Park followed.

"What does this tattoo mean?" Detective Park asked out of nowhere, caressing Han's tattooed chest with the machete (but not from the blade).

"It means a Henchman. It represents that my heart belongs to Sire"

"I didn't like the heart part but... is it a gang sort of thing?" Detective Park questioned ahead.

"No. Not everyone can have it. Only a Henchman has a Wyvern tattoo on his heart" Han explained until suddenly Detective Park placed the machete on Han's neck threateningly.

"Do you love me, Henchman?" Detective Park asked demandingly having the machete on Han's neck and Han grinned out a snicker.

"Yes I do" Han whispered out.

"Only me?" Detective Park asked ahead.

"No" Han replied and Detective Park rolled his eyes.

"Except for your ugly machete, do you love only me?" Detective Park repeated tiredly.

"Yes I do" Han assured with a smile and Detective Park flashed his dimples filled smile.

And, Han suddenly pulled the latter on himself even more only to capture Detective Park's lips with his own. Making Detective Park to kiss him back. Scattering his brown layered hair all over Han's face.

"I have my own house under Sire's property. I don't live in a bodyguards or servant's cottage by Sire's mansion but into an actual house built-in by my own money. Because of my work, I had to purchase that part of the land from Sire. But, I still own my family house that's in Yokohama. I do have a permanent job in Sire's house separated from my role of being the empire's Henchman and I have a real job in the hospital where I practice as a pediatrician twice a week" Han told Detective Park once they broke the kiss.

"Why are you telling me this?" Detective Park asked, confused and Han sit up a little to reach the nightstand's drawer only to take out a fine-liner pen.

Detective Park just watched Han grabbing Detective Park's hand and writing something on Detective Park's ring finger vertically.

"Your writing is so bad, you don't have to tell people that you are a... doctor" Detective Park snickered as he tried to read what Han had wrote until the words on his ring finger finally made sense to him and Detective Park read 'Henchman's Bride' written vertically.

Detective Park's smile disappeared as he looked at Han with his teary eyes.

"Think about it" Han added assuringly and Detective Park just looked down while holding his ring finger.

"Everyone I love, dies"

"Then, curse me" Han grabbed Detective Park's face by his chin only to find a tear drop rolling down his cheek.

"You know nothing about me" Detective Park abruptly stated as he kept looking away and unstraddled Han to lie down beside him.

"Then tell me. I already know you aren't seducing me for your team to get away"

"Maybe I am" Detective Park crossed his arms over his chest. Not looking at Han.

"Trust me, Gorgeous. I have kept millions of hostages and many beauties have tried to play this trick. I can always tell the difference. You are too adorable to even think about it" Han grinned and Detective Park keened his eyes at him unamusedly.

"I'm already married" Detective Park scoffed.

"You aren't. Your body told me clearly when I touched you for the first time"

"I was"

"Doesn't matter. Wouldn't matter even if you were, I would snatch you from your spouse by will or by force, either ways" Han raised his eyebrow at Detective Park. "Speaking of which..." Han leaned to grab a gel tube from his nightstand. "I had purchased this from the pharmacy downstairs for you"

"What is this?" Detective Park asked.

"Ointment. I behaved like a stud horse until I realized it was your first time with a man"

"How can you say?"

"I could tell, I'm a doctor" Han whispered while softly massaging the lower abdomen of Detective Park as he lie on his side to face the latter. "And, I know you are hurt down there since then and that's why I just cuddled you last night instead, even when you tried to approach me four times by wet kisses and needy sighs" Han smirked and Detective Park made a dumbfounded open-mouth face.

"I did not" Detective Park complained and Han just raised his eyebrow at him. "Where to use it?" Detective Park abruptly changed the topic.

"Inside you. Just push a thick amount in with your fingers and massage it until all the burnings and pain relaxes" Han added as he sit up to grab his white dress shirt, getting out of the blanket to reveal his black dress pants (those he was wearing).

"I ran out of washed clothes, so, keep wearing this shirt for now and stay under the warm sheets, I am going down, I have to change a few dressings downstairs then I will change your bandages as well and will borrow something to wear for you from Jin too, and of course, your breakfast, okay?" Han asked while buttoning up his dress shirt.

"Doctor Han" Detective Park called him softly, pausing Han's way out. Making Han to look at him. "Find Soo for me, she had ran out"

"Hmm" Han processed, turning to leave.

"Doctor Han...?" Detective Park called again, pausing the latter again.

"I will think about it" Detective Park whispered, caressing his own ring-finger and looking into Han's eyes. And, Han's serious face broke into a grin.

"Doctor Han?" Detective Park abruptly paused Han's way again when Han had turned to resume going out. "I-It says, get it proceed by your doctor" Detective Park showed him the ointment next.

"Ignore that, beautiful, it's safe to use, just make sure your fingers are clean or you can use the alcohol pads to wipe your fingers"

"I don't know what that is" Detective Park innocently titled with a pout, not letting Han leave and Han sighed and opened a drawer of his study table to take out a few stripes and placed them on the table.

Turning to leave again.

"Doctor Han? I-I..." Detective Park broke in abruptly once Han opened the door to walk out, making him to pause one more time. "I..." Detective Park stated but then made a face as if he ran out of excuses, making Han to raise his eyebrow at him, confused.

"I... I want it to be... done by my doctor... but... your choice" Detective Park hesitantly added as he shrugged, not looking up at Han.

Making Han to keen his eyes at him.

"Is it just me or you have a kink for my profession?" Han asked, locking the door close as he walked up to the bed again to take out a pair of white nitrile gloves from the table's drawer and bottle of spray that was stating 'Surgical  Spirit'.

"What's a kink?" Detective Park asked backing away as Han dragged the chair to place it right infront of Detective Park (infront of the bed).

"It means you sexually fantasize me being a doctor" Han rolled his white dress shirt's sleeves up as he yanked his gloves onto his big hands. Spraying his gloved hands with the surgical spirit.

"N-No... I did not..." Detective Park sounded perplexed but his breath hitched soon when Han suddenly pulled Detective Park by his leg (not the wounded one) to the edge of the bed harshly.

Making Detective Park to abruptly hide his naked crotch with bedsheets once he realized it wasn't a wise decision once Han sat down on the chair right infront of him, rubbing his gloved hands clean by the liquid.

"Your Doctor is at your service. I would like you to open your legs" Han whispered with a smirk, asking for the ointment by his extended gloved hand that was smelling like a clean surgical spirit and Detective Park just gulped, holding the ointment tube closer to his chest.

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"You can't forbid my new puppy to enter this house!" Taehyung complained, holding a small black-and-tan Pomeranian dog in his arms. Standing into the living room of Jungkook's mansion by the kitchen.

"This dog is so chaotic! Bella is afraid of this thing. It's ugly and so unhygienic!" Mrs. Jeon yelled back fussing when Bella was hiding behind her. "And, this little ugly thing broke all of my biscuits' jars. I don't want another Jimin in this house!"

"Just keep him here until I gift him to Jihyun. I don't want to ruin the surprise!" Taehyung insisted, placing the cute small puppy on the bar, Mrs. Jeon was seated at, making her to back away.

"Eww! No! I want this thing out!" She fussed.

"Who the fuck is screaming in my house at this time of the morning?!" Jimin yelled from the mezzanine with a mad frown. Making Taehyung and Mrs. Jeon to froze.

"She wants my dog out" Taehyung complained.

"Fuck you and your dog. I simply don't care. You fucking ruined my sleep and I know she needs to be killed but I'm hopeless since she is Sire's mother so, we gotta wait until the Holy Spirits call her" Jimin complained as he walked down the fancy staircase.

"Dear, Holy Spirits, take my aunt Jeon Jane on your wings and disappear" Taehyung prayed out loud, holding the puppy between his hands to the sky.

"Hah! In your dreams, you both motherfuckers" Mrs. Jeon scoffed the announcement while sipping on her wine at the bar.

"That's useless, they won't listen because she is too heavy for their wings. Just wait till after tomorrow and she is out of the house by the snap of my fingers" Jimin stated while plucking a pink rose from the standing vase decorated by the end of the staircase.

"What is Tomorrow?" Taehyung asked.

"My wedding ceremony with Sire" Jimin replied with a shrug as he inhaled into the rose fondly.

"Are you sure it's tomorrow?" Taehyung mentioned with a dumbfounded frown.

"Everyday has a tomorrow, Taehyung" Jimin mimicked Jungkook's voice casually with a grin, making them all to laugh.

"Staying away from business was okay but the least for us to see was you getting a fucking puppy" Jimin poked the small Pomeranian with a concern frown as if he hasn't seen a simple dog from that close but obviously, snakes, bats, panthers and everything else.

"I adopted this cute tiny dog for Jihyun since he stays lonely a lot of the time, but Jihyun is gone to his campus so this dog needs to stay here till the afternoon until he comes back" Taehyung explained.

"First thing first, why are you courting my best and only friend with presents as such when it's a fake marriage? Hana says giving someone a cute animal as a present is a gesture of courting, courting means romantically involving into someone with the intention of marriage. You know he has a crush on you already and this animal is cute enough to make me wanna puke" Jimin stated with a suspicious raised eyebrow. Crossing his arms.

"I knew his marriage was a lie" Mrs. Jeon broke in, raising her index finger to Taehyung.

"Not talking to you, Ms. Trying-To-Get-My-Pretty-Sire-Marry-Off-To-Some-Whore" Jimin cut her off as a lazy scoff while walking passed her to sat on the barstools by her.

"Okay, good, But, I want this dog out" Mrs. Jeon firmly announced.

"The only one who should have been departed from this house by now is you" Jimin interrupted her with genuine respect. Making her to look at him unamusedly.

"Wait... he is holding grudges" Mrs. Jeon noticed with her keen eyes. "Guess, he isn't a baby anymore. He is Jimin today" Mrs. Jeon grinned happily out of nowhere. Suddenly.

"What do you mean he is Jimin today? What is even happening in this family?" Taehyung genuinely asked with a tired and concern frown.

"Nobody knows what she says, but I'm happy atleast she makes sense to herself" Jimin shrugged while bending down to see Bella who was scared of Taehyung's dog, hiding behing the bar's stools.

"Bella, be a man, come on! It's just a puppy! Show me your teeth!" Jimin cheered her up while messing Bella's bow hairstyle as he growled like an actual wild cougar himself, showing his teeth to her, making Bella to growl as well, showing Jimin her teeth as him. "That's my girl! Now, attack the puppy" Jimin ordered next.

"What the fuck, Jimin, No!" Taehyung panicked as he abruptly collected his dog and ran away.

Making Jimin and Mrs. Jeon to watch him running out of the house with his dog and then they both looked at each other and bursted out in laughs, colliding their fists from the side with their evil laughs.

While, Bella innocently tilted her head at Taehyung. Doubted she even knew what 'attack' meant. Making Mrs. Jeon and Jimin to laugh their eyes out, rolling on the bar counter.

Until, Jimin heard that familiar laugh coming from the backyard with those 'inhuman' giggles, he abruptly turned around.

Leaving Mrs. Jeon behind, Jimin followed that laugh across the hall of the mansion towards those fancy arch frame leading to the backyard.

He stepped out to the backyard. To those two-step staircase down from the mansion by a fancy colume.

Watching those big wooden cages halfway open from a far, Only to find his Sire by them. His Sire was shirtless in the cold morning, just being in a pair of black jeans, displaying that vicious black dragon tattoo covering his bare back. His hair rolled back completely damped with a few pieces scattered on his forehead sharply, as if he had just showered. His black cigarette erupting smoke from his mouth was tucked between his lips.

His one hand was holding his black cane to the ground. His black crystal chain was wrapped on the same hand as well as on his waist-belt's buckle. While, the other end of the chain was tucked on that black fancy collar of one of those four giant beige and brown spotted hyenas wildly yanking the meat off by their teeth from that big chunk of meat Jungkook was holding.

Jimin fondly smiled as he leaned back on the colume. Watching his Sire not letting go of that meat with his black painted nails, giving the hyena a provocative breakfast to fight for it. While, the Hyena was wildly attacking the meat off the Sire's hand but the man wasn't letting it go. Laughing like a maniac as he fought the animal's strength.

The rest of the three hyenas were chained to the fences eating from a mess of flesh as if Sire does do favoritism since the hyena Sire was feeding by his hand, had prettier eyes than the rest of them.

Jimin watched his Sire's tattooed bicep when he was strongly grasping onto that chunk of mass dripping blood with his black painted nails against that giant animal, not letting go of it. Laughing as if he was thoroughly enjoying it as his hyena succeeded in yanking it off from Jungkook's grip. Making Jimin to simper fondly.

Letting his hyena eat that chunk of meat in a single go.

His Sire slided out his black knife from his back waistband as he walked a bit away and crouched down, slaughtering another piece of flesh from that big body, lord knows what sort of the corpse it was but it was freshly bleeding.

(A/N: For the Readers asking for how Sire's black knife looks...)

Jimin just watched him yanking another chunk of meat out of the dead body. Revealing the waistband of his black boxers to Jimin, being crouched down.

*flashbacks*

Being in the backseats of the car by the bloodied wooden cabin in the middle of the forest that was illuminated by the bonfire under the dark night sky.

Jungkook unbuttoned his own jeans and zipped it down to part it open. Jungkook stowed his hand under his own boxers as if he was fixing 'something'. Jimin watched Jungkook's hand bringing 'a solid hard buldge' poke his boxers' fabric.

Jungkook hover-lie down again over Jimin between his legs, keeping his hand under his own boxers until he actually rests his boxers's clothed hard dick over Jimin's clothed one.

Jungkook took his hand out and as he began moving again (grinding), Jimin's eyes widened. As the jeans were away from the contact, Jimin could feel Jungkook's hard cock from his thin boxers over Jimin's thinly clothed stiff member.

Jimin's breathy whimpers turn into hitched moans as he felt his own member's skin getting shaken by Jungkook's hard clothed one. Each time when Jungkook dry hump him.

Going faster and faster.

Jimin could heard his Sire's groan into his neck and Jimin bit his own moan down.

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The sudden flashbacks engulfed Jimin's mind and he clutched onto his black diamond necklace. Expressionlessly hugging that white rose close to his heart.

"Show me your tongue!" Jungkook yelled at the hyena with the order, having it controlled by his black crystal chain. And, Jimin slowly stuck his own tongue out with a fond dreamy mesmerized state of his.

Until, his Sire pecked the animal on it's bloodied mouth.

Jimin's eyes turned keen into an unamused glare.

He walked upto the scene sassily only to snatch his Sire's black cane along with that piece of meat from him. He harshly slammed the cane's bottom on the ground infront of that hyena just like his Sire, making the poor animal to cowered away as if he was too scared of that cane. Jimin snatched his Sire's black crystal chain off the animal's collar and wrapped it around Jungkook's neck instead to pull him harshly closer, into a deep kiss. Kissing his bloodied mouth enthusiastically. Playing with each other's tongues roughly.

But then, Jimin blinked and he realized he was still standing by the column and that animal was being pampered by his Sire still afar.

Jimin rolled his eyes as he yanked his own cropped-top down, making sure a single pull more could reveal his nipples those were for now (almost) hidden. He indeed had learned a lot about his Sire during that forest adventure in the car. Guess, the baby Jimin couldn't pick that but the Jimin of today did.

Jimin sassily walked towards the Sire.

His Sire was just done chain-ing the hyena back by the real chain, since Sire's crystal chain could never control a giant animal like that unless it was 'fear' built-in to the animal's mind associated with Sire's crystal chain.

All the four hyenas started growling and fussing, making Jungkook to look at his back to know the source of their disturbance. Since they all has been trained to chase Jimin growing up.

"Baby?" Jungkook looked too delightful to greet the latter until he actually looked at Jimin who looked back at Jungkook.

Not only his way of dressing up was depicting a few things to Sire but his fond eyes as well stuck on the older man filled with so much love. It was just love. The love only Jimin himself could execute just from his eyes, not any baby. His love for his Sire could be written in literature genre of Romance. He indeed had learned what love actually was from books.

Jimin kept looking into Jungkook's eyes as he kneeled down before his Sire, keeping his one knee raised, only to hold Jungkook's hand that was wrapped in that black crystal chain, dangling the ghostly coin.

Jimin, gently kissed the back of his Sire's black painted nails' hand. Which was quite bloodied now but Jimin didn't care.

And, once he kissed his Sire's hand, as planned his neckline slided down, Showing too much of his skin (along a lot of his nipples out) from his neckline to Jungkook as he kept looking up to his Sire. As if it wasn't on purpose. His fierce seducing eyes up to Jungkook was an evidence that he knew what he was doing.

"Good morning, my Beautiful Sire" Jimin whispered as he rested his side face on Jungkook's hand softly as he closed his teary eyes in peace. He was his Sire's worshipper.

"Good morning, Sire's Butterfly" Jungkook mentioned with a sharp smile as if he knew this wasn't the babiest baby Jungkook wanted or was expecting to greet this morning but 'Jimin' himself.

Not only he was back, he was back and also remembered each and every detail from the morning when he was injected by the baby vaccine to the forest adventure till the car's steamy sessions or else he wouldn't learned showing his chest to his Sire like that.

And, Jungkook didn't think he was able to play with his memories now without his consent since his brain was mature enough to get tricked.

Jimin stood up only to fondly tuck that white rose he was holding onto his Sire's ear and softly pecked his cheek. Resting his hands on Jungkook's shoulders as if he was experiencing being that close to his Sire after so long.

His lips let go of Jungkook's cheekbone but he kept his face leaned onto Jungkook's side face, backing away only to look down at Jungkook's lips. Their nose touching as Jimin caressed Jungkook's toned naked chest down.

"Sire, I saw a beautiful diamond bracelet on the scroll. Get me that before noon" Jimin started while taking off his one sleeve just to crunch it in a ball and softly wiped the blood off his Sire's lips.

But, Jungkook's gaze down on Jimin made Jimin to follow it and look down at his own chest. Jimin processed a shy hitched breath with a snicker as he abruptly pulled his top up on himself, hiding his nipples as if he didn't know they were out.

Making Jungkook to exhaled the smoke out as he watched Jimin's dimple revealing flushed simper as he made sure his neckline was decent.

"It will be home before noon, what else?" Jungkook asked smoking from his cigarette once Jimin was done wiping his mouth. Well, the Jimin in Sire's dream was right. Sire did not know but sometimes he actually behaves like he is hypnotized by the latter.

"I want to have another closet. Like the walking in one. It should be big and should have separate placement system for everything" Jimin demanded ahead while wrapping his arms around Jungkook's bicep. Owning The Sire as he walked side by side with the man towards a fancy faucet installed by those cages, probably for water sourcing regards animals.

"And, it should be closer to your bedroom" Jungkook noted and Jimin snatched Sire's cigarette.

"Yeah, I want you to give me another room beside my bedroom" Jimin turned that water tap on, tucking that black burning cigarette between his own glossy plump lips, only to grab Sire's bloodied hands.

"Then it should be build up in the room beside yours? Remind me tomorrow"

"I can send you some pictures for references?" Jimin stated while rubbing the blood off his Sire's fingers under the water.

"That will be better,"

"Oh, I forgot... that ruby bracelet was red. What if it doesn't go with most of my outfits?" Jimin wondered to himself while slowly massaging the back of Jungkook's hand under the water.

"Does it comes in different colors?" Jungkook asked and Jimin looked up at Jungkook with his powerfully and mysteriously attractive and fascinating seductive gaze.

"Twelve colors" Jimin whispered, smoking from Sire's cigarette.

"So, my Butterfly wants twelve bracelets by noon?"

"I didn't say anything" Jimin shrugged with a simper, having the cigarette between his lips, intertwining his fingers on the back of Jungkook's fingers under the water. Even when the blood has been washed long ago. "Though, I didn't like the emerald one but if I am getting all eleven why should I leave one. And... black and castleton green is Sire's favorite color, so, I better should get an emerald one for sure" Jimin stated while seducingly rubbing Jungkook's fingers under the water with his.

"Does it have a black one?" Jungkook asked

"I don't think so" Jimin pouted, erupting smoke from it as well.

"Guile" Jungkook addressed one of those men standing by them. "Find what my Butterfly has window shopped online, get the jeweler's contact and make him create a black one as well so my Butterfly can have thirteen bracelets. By this noon. And since he isn't one of our Nette, make sure the stones he uses are real. Make sure he knows to whom he is selling. Introduce me, if needed" Jungkook ordered and the man bowed.

"Sure, My Sire" The man abruptly replied as he backed away to leave.

Making Jimin to look up at him with his fond eyes until Jungkook looked at him.

Jimin giggled out of nowhere as Jungkook took his hands back from the latter, making the water to go off automatically.

"Is My Sire's costume ready?" Jimin asked once one of Jungkook's men abruptly offered Jungkook a cleanest hand-towel.

"Costume?"

"Tonight is the Halloween party, isn't it?" Jimin sounded confused.

"I won't wear a funky dress to the ball. I never do. You know that"

"At a Halloween Ball, only people wearing a costume can dance. Then, I believe you aren't asking for my hand for a dance either as usual" Jimin mumbled in a low voice as he tucked the cigarette back to his Sire's lips. But the man didn't mean having a used cigarette that now was drenched with lip-gloss.

"We can always dance afterwards as usual"

"But I want to dance infront of everyone..."

"You already have many times on different occasions. You know I don't dance on Halloween because I never dress up"

"I forgot something into the oven" Jimin added as he geared up to leave.

"But you don't bake" Jungkook noted and Jimin just looked at him and shrugged with a quirked eyebrow at the man.

"Exactly" Jimin replied. Clearly he meant he was leaving because he didn't like Sire's refusal to the ball dance.

Making Jungkook to laugh as he released the smoke out from his cigarette.

"Is Iseul coming?" Jimin asked one of those men standing, while walking away.

"Why did you ask?" Jungkook questioned instead.

"Just wondering" Jimin stated. He had gone a bit far by now.

And, Jungkook just watch Jimin and his black lace underwear waistband tucked on his ass-fitted leather capri pants. With that sparkling diamond chain wrapped on his hips dangling those alphabets 'SIRE'S HEART' right on Jimin's hips. Hitting Jimin's hips as he walked away. Guess not only Sire's heart was there but eyes as well.

"He is the boss of Nette. He should be coming!" Jungkook called upon.

"Ask him to bring gloves!"

"For what?"

"So that I don't get sick by his touch" Jimin turned around only to shrug as he kept walking backwards.

"Why would he touch you?"

"Guess he can't dance with me without touching. Isn't it, My pretty Sire?" Jimin asked now almost reaching the mansion.

And, Jungkook just poked his inner cheek with his tongue, his cigarette burning on its own as he folded his arms, keeping his cigarette up. Staring at the latter.

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Detective Park was staring the metal detailed ceiling of the ship's bedroom, panting heavily but making sure to not make any sound. Clutching onto his black dress shirt and keeping the bedsheets wrapped on his crotch. Lying on the corner edge of the bed.

His naked knees raised in the air, joined together tightly, his feet placed on the arm-rests of Han's chair right at front, his toes rubbing the wood of the chair, clutchingly.

The squeeze halfway empty tube of the ointment was placed on Han's thigh over his black dress pants. When his white gloved hand was looking drenched by that gel decently. His middle finger was busy massaging Detective Park's hole. His fingertip invaded in.

Massaging in a circular pace not in and out. Yet. Until, Han slowly took his long finger out to get a bit of more gel. Probably the only time Detective Park get excites (when Han took his finger out and then back in).

As Han pushed his finger in again after taking the gel, Detective Park bit his own lower lip to not process anysort of verbal excitement he was going through. But just a slight whimper.

His rear began to clutch around Han's finger. Making Han to try not to pass any sort of flirty comment or reaction as he pressed his lips in a tight line smile.

Taking out his finger again earlier than he should have, and realizing the gel was still coating his finger so, Han abruptly shoved his finger back in, making sure it glided through the skin. Earning a whimper from Detective Park.

Han mischievously smirked as he took his finger out again, he knew the gel still be there and it was so he shoved his finger back in abruptly. Feeling Detective Park's body tensing up, though, the latter prevented himself from whimpering this time.

Han did the same thing a bunch of the time. Until, he was done acting and looked for no excuse to finger Detective Park repeatedly.

Giving a soft bounce to Detective Park's body upwards each time Han moved his finger in and out. Listening Detective Park's suppressed whimpers.

"We don't make such voices with our doctors, Dorian" Han whispered as he began moving his finger in and out in a quite fast pace than before. Making Detective Park to try not to whimper, having no idea that he was no longer being treated.

Until Han pushed his finger deeper and began jerking it in a rough fast pace, jerking the latter's whole hips by his big gloved palm.

"H-Han..." Detective Park couldn't help but to moan out while placing his foot on Han's thigh, clutching onto his pants' fabric by his toes. Trailing his toes up to Han's crotch, earning an unexpected flinch from Han.

Until, Han grabbed his ankle and lead his foot up to his own lips.

Kissing Detective Park's foot, sucking onto the latter's toes, making Detective Park to grasp the bedsheets up with breathy moans as Han didn't stop thrusting his finger in and out of him.

Kissing Detective Park's leg up till his knee until Detective Park opened his legs for him. Making Han to look at Detective Park's mischievous gaze watching him.

Han stood up from the chair with a tilted head as he unbuckled his pants and kneeled up on the bed, making Detective Park to couldn't help but to reveal his dimples as he tried not to simper.

Backing away, hugging the bedsheets closer, Detective Park watched Han unzipping his pants as he hovered Detective Park with a serious gaze.

Caressing Detective Park's inner thigh, Han pulled the latter's one leg up to place it on his own shoulder, taking advantage of his flexibility. Han's gel drenched right hand went down to stroke his own hard length. While his other gloved hand grabbed Detective Park's face harshly.

Rubbing Detective Park's soft thin lips with his white gloved thumb harshly as if he was preparing his lips for the kiss he proceeded, sucking on each other's tongues and harshly smooching each other's lips.

Until, Han pushed himself in, making Detective Park to whimper out from the kiss but Han didn't let him, biting his lips back into the kiss eagerly as he began moving himself up into Detective Park.

"Ah... fuck!" Detective Park blurted out when Han started slamming his pelvis on Detective Park's and wasn't leaving his lips either but then Detective Park realized being flushed that he just spoke out a swear but it was too normal for Han to even notice.

"H-Han..." Detective Park screamed out, getting jerks upwards each time Han hit his prostate rapidly. Earning Detective Park's weak whimpers moaning his name.

Han paused just to let go of Detective Park's leg off his shoulder, only to grab Detective Park's hips and pulling him down even more and spreading his legs up. Harshly tossing the bedsheets off Detective Park and unbuttoning his black dress shirt.

Pushing his shirt apart and away to leave Detective Park completely clothless. But just his amber diamond pendant sparkling on him, dangling from his neck. Leaving a beautiful sight for Han to look at as he resumed thrusting himself in and upwards into the latter.

"Ah!" Detective Park screamed while clutching onto Han's collar when Han had buried his face into Detective Park's neck, his focus was to 'fuck' and he was practically slamming his hips on Detective Park harshly in an insanely faster pace.

Han raised himself on his hands only to kiss Detective Park's cheekbones down to his neck and lips and Detective Park wasn't himself anymore but a moaning and screaming mess.

As Han's pre-cum began sliding himself in and out even more faster, Detective Park placed his hand on his own groinline because Han was harshly slamming pelvis with his own.

But, Han grabbed Detective Park's both hands and pinned them up over the latter's head on the bed by his huge gloved hand. As he continued to slam himself harshly.

Han traced his tongue over Detective Park's upper lip until Detective Park opened his mouth wide to let Han thrust his tongue in, getting slammed harshly with his wrists pinned over his head. Their bed was jerking as if there was no tomorrow in accordance with Han's pace.

"Fuck it, Dorian!" Han groaned out into Detective Park's mouth as if he was about to reach the climax. "You are so fucking beautiful" Han gritted out with a hiss as he continued slamming his hips into Detective Park, kissing the man and pressing his cheekbone with his gloved hand harshly then messing Detective Park's brown layered hair into his fist.

Until, he reached his orgasm and cummed into the latter. Slowing down his pace as his thrusts became slower but rougher and harder as if he was too eager to ride his climax. Not letting go.

While, Detective Park just heaved whimpers with his mouth wide, making Han to look into his beautiful teary honey-brown eyes. "You are so beautiful" Han panted out while softly kissing Detective Park's lips down to his neck.

And, Detective Park was just panting and staring at the ceiling as if his mind was elsewhere. Letting Han to kiss his neck down to his chest. Han wrapped themselves into the sheets again only to go further down on Detective Park.

Sucking Detective Park's nipples eagerly, he went further down on Detective Park's body and disappeared under the sheets, making Detective Park to process a hitched loud whimper as he grabbed Han's hair when Han was busy harshly giving him a blowjob.

Detective Park was still staring at the ceiling as if he was debating or something mentally until, he managed to reach for that fine-liner pen placed on the nightstand.

Processing weak moans as he managed to open that pen and grabbed Han's hand that was placed on his (Detective Park's) nipple.

Panting hard while getting a rough blowjob, Detective Park bit his lower lip as he gathered himself up to grab Han's ring-finger and wrote 'Dorian's Husband'.

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Jimin could hear some slow melodic music when he was sitting all alone in his room, on the floor, hugging his knees by his window, wrapped in a blanket, watching their guests walking by the frontyard of the mansion in their colorful costumes. Under the moonlight of that beautiful lonely night.

"Here's your orange juice, Sire's Butterfly" Hoseok announced happily as he walked into Jimin's bedroom, holding a tray with a glass of that orange drink.

"Orange juice? When will my Hana come back?! I don't drink orange juice! You all are useless" Jimin snapped back.

"But, Henchman had sent this meal chart. The fruits you love include oranges in it" Hoseok showed Jimin his phone.

"Oh yes, I do love oranges but I want Hana back too! Bring that motherfucker back it's so boring in this house without him" Jimin complained while standing up to walk away, placing his blanket away and revealing his black ruched top from earlier.

"Jimin, why aren't you ready yet?" Hoseok abruptly noticed.

"What's the point of it? Sire can't dance on Halloween parties, I don't want to go downstairs and dance with a lousy boy from Nette who doesn't even know how to carry his fucking pants properly" Jimin replied while crossing his arms over his chest.

"That lousy boy from Nette is a boss of their gang and is older than you" Hoseok stated while placing Jimin's drink on his nightstand. "I wouldn't mind dancing with him"

"Have you even seen Sire? That man has aged like wine" Jimin sassily rolled his eyes proudly.

"Well... How about you just follow me" Hoseok suggested while asking for Jimin's hand.

"Where?" Jimin asked.

"Just come up along" Hoseok insisted while grabbing Jimin's arm and pulling him out of his room with him.

The whole mansion was lit up with people but only Jimin's whole corridor was vacant since no one was allowed to  step into the floor.

Hoseok pulled Jimin to the fancy railings of the staircase by the mezzanine and leaned on it. Eyeing Jimin to look down.

Jimin just looked at him and then peeked down from the mezzanine's fancy bannister with Hoseok. Only to look at that beautiful ball-room (hall) filled with people wearing their sparkling, hauntingly beautiful costumes like any other Halloween Party. But not really a party but a royal ball with fancy slow music with couples steadily dancing.

Until, Hoseok nudged Jimin's shoulder, making Jimin to look at him and Hoseok just eyed towards a direction.

Jimin followed Hoseok gaze to find a fine man dressed in a long black coat. Under a black brocade with black fancy details cavalier vest, like a prince, over his black pants, a castleton green neck cravat tucked under his black dress shirt. His raven black hair parted and jammed backwards halfway from the sides, leaving a few pieces of his hair on his either sides of the forehead.

He had painful looking stitches across his thin lips, covering his lower half of the face from left to right. They were depicting little hint of blood in them, obviously it was a face-art. And, his eyes were pitched black. No eyeballs. The sclera of his eyes were all black, leaving him with demon eyes with no pupil. Resting his black painted nails on his black walking-cane, to the floor, that had a silver dragon handgrip dangling tender silver chains.

A black cigarette tucked between his fingers casually when he was holding a glass of champagne with his black crystal chain wrapped hand and was talking to a man beside him. His black dragon brooch pinned to the collar of his vest right over his heart.

Jimin just breathed heavily as he existed, staring at him. Not only he knew this man who was being portray but the man behind the portrait. He was the S.I.R.E.

Jimin's Sire.

That's all what it was all about.

"My Sire..." Jimin breathed out to himself expressionlessly as he kept looking at the man until the S.I.R.E casually leaned his glass of champagne towards his stitched mouth and winked at Jimin with his sharp sclera-less eye.

Jimin's breath hitched as he abruptly turned around with his red flushed cheeks.

The poor boy couldn't judge that he was being looked at back as well because of the man's black (no-eyeballs) lences.

Making Jimin to bit his lower lip as he revealed his dimples with a shy simper.

☆END OF THE CHAPTER☆