Chapter 26: Temptation, as sweet as his skin.

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A/N: um surprise!! I guess?

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Taehyung wanted to believe his ears didnt hear it.

He wanted to believe, it was simply in his head.

No- this is too sudden.

Too sudden.

There was somebody else watching too- this can't be happening.

"Oppa.. it is you right? I know- I know it is you" Her voice rang through.

No- he didnt want to listen to her.

He didnt want to listen to any of them.

Not this time.

Definitely not this time.

Taehyung blinked, snapping out of his trance, he softly gulped- immediately letting his hold on Jungkook's shirt drop, drawing his hand back to himself.

Exhaling slowly, Taehyung turned to face the woman.

Hair auburn and eyes- a prettiest shade of brown. Her skin pale, but her cheeks remained rosy from the approaching winter. Her nimble fingers were clasped tightly, the off-white sweater clinging loosely on her frame.

"Areum." Taehyung responded, his tone calm but he couldnt help but curl his fists on his sides.

It felt like it had been a dream.

All the memories, the fun, the pain, the trauma- it all felt like a long dream that seemed to have ended just way too abruptly.

The silence was somber, the atmosphere heavier.

Taehyung felt the suffocation claw at his throat.

"Ah- you're... you're here to visit HyunWoo?" Areum nervously spoke up, a little awkward as she tucked a stray strand behind her ear.

"Mm" Taehyung hummed in response, lowering his gaze- feeling another pair of curious eyes boring a hole in his back.

He glanced back at Jungkook, who wore more of a normal-expression, but his eyes seemed evidently curious.

Taehyung pulled his lips into a taut line, his eyes shifting to the cemetery exit and then back to the raventte, a subtle indication saying 'get the hell outta here'

Jungkook's eyes bulged out of confusion, his index finger hovering to his chest and then pointing towards the exit.

Taehyung's eyes narrowed down and Jungkook frowned on response, shoving his hands into his pockets and tilting his head away, but not moving an inch.

Taehyung sighed. There's no use.

"Did you- did you arrive today?" She asked, eyes filled with mixed emotions.

Taehyung looked back up, unlocking the tight grip of his jaw "no... I've been around since yesterday a-"

"Then why didn't you-" Areum cut in, taking few steps ahead but then immediately shut her lips, finding Taehyung's gaze on her.

She exhaled softly and took another step ahead, her hands firmly clutching the sides of her long maroon-red skirt. "Then why didn't you attend the memorial?"

"You know my answer Areum." Taehyung replied coldly, wanting to leave already. "I dont want to see any of you- I dont want to see any of this... I'm here for HyunWoo and just him. There is no reason for me to meet anybody else."

Areum's lips quivered, her eyes glazing a little from having heard the same thing after 6 years.

It wasn't easy.

"B-But your Appa, Eo-"

"Areum." Taehyung cut in, his tone slicing through "I said, I dont want to meet anybody else."

"Why- Why Taehyung? It's been... years now. Times have changed- they are not the same... they woul-"

"Changed?" Taehyung scoffed out of disbelief, his rage subsiding higher to mix with his rational emotions "you make it sound so easy Areum. Really. What of it seems easy? Which part seems easy for you? The fact it has been almost 10 years? The fact that HyunWoo is dead? Or the fact that HyunWoo died because of me? Or the one where my family resented me for it? Where this town outcasted me? Where I was left all alone because HyunWoo died? Where you turned out to be just the same as the rest? Which part of it was ever easy? Tell me!"

"N-No Taehyung... it isn't like that- it.. it-" she paused, her voice crumbling as she lowered her gaze.

Taehyung pressed his lips together, aware that Jungkook was watching all of it.

Sighing, Taehyung pressed his fingers to the bridge of his nose.

His nerves firing up under his skin.

Frustrated- would have been an understatement.

"If you have least of the respect for me, then pretend you didnt see me today. " The Detective spoke up monotonously, eyes cold walking ahead past the woman, their shoulders lightly brushing.

Jungkook's eyes followed, drifting between the Detective's receding broad back and the fidgeting woman with teary eyes.

And then it all happened with a flash, Jungkook's curious eyes slightly widening on response when Areum swiftly turned around to embrace the Detective, back hugging him tightly- preventing the man from leaving.

"P-Please Taehyung! I'm sorry- I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. I'm- I'm sorry I wasn't there for you when HyunWoo died... I'm sorry I didn't speak up- I'm sorry- please.. p-please just stay... please... I beg of you... please stay" she cried out loud. Her voice coming out a little muffled with her face pressed into his back.

Oh...?

Jungkook watched.

The last golden orange rays stretching out, the air as somber as ever.

And Jungkook watched, his orbs subconsciously flickering.

His eyes not wavering from the scene.

Were they past lovers?

Detective Kim... and this woman?

The curiosity deep within him had soon been replaced with something that the Devil couldn't decipher.

The sensation of wanting to watch how this scene would play out was clawing at his entire being. He wanted to see if the Detective's eyes would melt any moment now, or if he'd roll his eyes and dismiss the pitiful women's cries. Or would his lips tug to a small smile or his black orbs glaze with tears?

Would Detective Kim cry for this woman?

Jungkook couldnt imagine.

But at the same time he could- not specifically with Detective Kim shedding tears for the woman, rather imagine the man's pretty big eyes glaze all over, pooling tears down his soft cheeks. The redness under his eyes prominent- his nose too. Detective Kim would definitely scrunch his brows when crying...

Yeah- definitely.

He cried for the deceased human.

So would he then shed tears for her too?

Would he shed tears for him?

Jungkook felt odd, his fingers running along the length of his thighs to tap, a little impatient.

An odd sense of possessiveness pooling inside him.

The thought of Detective Kim showing his rawest emotions to somebody else felt like an act out of order- like a sin. A sin that the Devil wanted to reserve for his eyes alone.

The thought of Detective Kim becoming agitated, alone ticked off Jungkook- wanting to drive the man's frustration away, to rid him off his fears, his pain.

To be acknowledged and to protect in return- the Devil was willing to go to any lengths.

A possession.

An obsession.

The Devil had become obsessed with the Detective.

And that- Jungkook knew.

"Please.. dont leave... please I'm sorry-" Areum whimpered.

"Areum." Taehyung voiced out, his hand wrapped around her wrist that had tightly clutched his torso.

"If there was a way I could erase my memories of this place.... I would and the only thing that could possibly stop me from doing so, is the fact I shared memories with HyunWoo here." He continued, hooking his fingers in and releasing himself free from her hold.

He turned to face her, his face void of any emotions.

"Just the way how everyone felt disgusted of me back then, I feel disgusted of all of you now... even now- you still make me sick to my stomach." Taehyung paused, lowering his gaze to her hand, slowly turning her wrist. Her nimble pale fingers curled, the sparkly golden glow of the metal not falling behind his eyes   "Besides..  a married woman shouldn't run behind another man, mm? Isn't that's what written in the town's rule book?"

Areum's eyes widened, soft whimpers exiting her mouth.

Taehyung leaned in close to her ears, his eyes almost soulless as it momentarily fell on the raventte who watched him with eyes as dark as night. His raven hair swishing through as wind blew past him with the setting sun behind him, drawing halo-like bright lines across the sky.

His curious eyes seemed expectant, waiting, almost hungry with anticipation to hear him say something.

And Taehyung did.

His eyes still locked with that of Jungkook's, who continued watching him intently.

"Stop disrespecting the dead by crying before my brother's grave."

Taehyung almost saw a flicker of a satisfied smirk on the man's lips, before turning his eyes away and leaning away from Areum who had frozen all over from the shock.

Without sparing another glance on her, he turned away towards the cemetery's exit.

Jungkook pursed his lips, eyes again, drifting from the Detective's receeding figure to the woman. He licked his lips, biting back the wicked smile.

That... was entertaining.

He trotted ahead towards the woman who was sniffling, with her eyes covered and shoulders lightly shaking.

Jungkook bent down a little, to meet the woman's eye level. Driving his hands into his pockets, he picked out his handkerchief.

"Dont worry... here" Jungkook spoke up, his tone oddly cheery as usual to the gloomy atmosphere. "He bullies me too, if that makes you feel better.... just not that extreme" he chuckled awkwardly, mumbling the last bit.

Areum weakly took the handkerchief, wiping her tear stained face.

"Anyway... well- thankyou and take care" Jungkook smiled down at her, as she looked up at him with confusion written all over face.

Jungkook simply smiled innocently, before standing up straight and turning away, the smirk slowly resurfacing on his lips.

He was entralled- with the version of Detective Kim he witnessed today.

An Ice King... yeah.. that's what Detective Kim seemed like.

And dear father did Jungkook love it.

Although it wasnt easy to push Detective Kim around, but when the man did indeed feel pushed around, he wouldn't hesitate to bite back...

The hostility... emitting off the Detective at these moments, enticed the Devil.

And oh how he loved it.

Jungkook hummed softly, feeling a lot more pleasant than he did as he walked out of the cemetery, only to find the Detective leaning against a wall with his arms crossed with his eyes closed.

He opened his shut eyes, to look at the Devil who had just stepped out of the gates.

"Let's go" The Detective voiced out monotonously, turning on his heels but comparingly less harsher than what he had witnessed few minutes ago.

Jungkook smiled doing a casual salute to the man and jogged to catch up with him.

His hands folded behind his back as he walked beside the Detective.

"Where to, Detective Kim?" Jungkook asked, a little excited.

"The town around." He replied "I need a drink"

Jungkook's expression brightened.

He grinned, eyes folding to crescents "Well then it's on me"

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It had been a while since Jungkook tasted beer.

It was a little bland, desensitizing his tastebuds keeping him absolutely sober- but then again, it was the only next option on his plate when it came to Soju.

Soju sure was a popular beverage in the nation but then Jungkook disliked it very much-

Soju tasted like a bitter aftermath of minimalism and Jungkook... well- Jungkook's choice of drinks came with the same price as the Author's tuition so we are we even kidding about?

He sighed for the nth time, his chin propped on his hand and the toothpick hanging out of the grip of his teeth.

"Detective Kim... are you even a heavyweight?" Jungkook asked, his eyes narrowing down at the said male infront of him, who supposedly seemed to have dozed away with his head resting on the table amidst the countless bottles of soju set around.

Sure- Taehyung indeed was a heavyweight. His liquor tolerance by far was the highest among the guys in the department, he'd go drinking with... but with Jungkook in the same context- let's just say, it's a lost battle.

"Detective Kim... you havent showed me the town yet..." Jungkook grumbled, poking at the Detective's head, who suddenly wheezed and sat up straight- eyes wide.

Jungkook awkwardly watched as the Detective poured himself another glass of alcohol and downed it in a single shot.

"I... I will show you later." The Detective replied, his tone same as sober but his eyes were slightly shut with his cheeks blossoming pale pink.

"Mm.. are you drunk Detective Kim? You seemed to have dozed off a bit back there..." Jungkook tilt his head, picking out the toothpick and keeping it aside.

"I'm not... I was just resting my eyes- I'm fine now..." he mumbled, pouring the last bit of the 8th bottle into the cup. "Oh-? Its empty?" He mumbled, jutting his bottom lip.

"Ahjumma... one more-" he called out, turning around towards the server, who glanced at Jungkook with concern and then simply scurried off to get the bottle.

"You sure are helping my store youngman, but drinking so much will give you alcohol poisoning..." the woman mumbled as shw placed the bottle, clearing other stuff from the table. Few strands on her head turned gray and fine wrinkles splayed on her face.

Jungkook leaned in, tilting his head a bit with a smile on his lips "ah.. dont worry about that Ahjumma. I can heal him so dont worry about that."

"Are you his doctor?" The old lady asked, her eyes wide from disbelief of the scenario of having to witness a possible Doctor letting someone drink to their deaths.

"Ah- " Jungkook paused scratching his nape "it's a lit-"

"Mm yes he's my Doctor!" Taehyung cut in, hands gently smacking the table. "He... He- asked someone to jump off a roof once." He chuckled, making the woman gasp- a lot more mortified now.

"He didnt stay in the car... when I told him to... then I got shot- I almost died... but that- that isn't new" Taehyung sighed, chuckling bitterly remembering the memories quite vividly.

"But- but he got me flowers." Taehyung smiled "pretty flowers... pretty... pretty-" his mind zoning out, but immediately snapping back in when he felt a throbbing pain smack him in his head from almost blanking out and hitting his head on the table.

Taehyung looked at Jungkook's worried expression, who seemed to have been half-standing up on his seat and hand stretched forth, but not quite enough to have saved him from smacking his head.

Taehyung grinned a little.

"Pretty flowers... Baccara Roses.... yeah.. black Baccarra roses-" Taehyung propped his chin on on his hand "it meant- what was it... undying hope and optimism? No.. death and funeral... was it? Yeah... you're a weird one Jungkook..."

"Who.. who even in their right mind gives those flowers... to someone who just walked out of death's door hm?" Taehyung scoffed, eyes narrowing at the raventte, but then his eyes folded to crescents almost abruptly "but they were pretty... pretty pretty flowers"

The woman stood awkwardly, slightly bowing she excused herself to get away from the drunk man who supposedly seemed to have been spouting nonsense.

And as for Jungkook, he was now stuck to his seat.

Detective Kim was dead drunk.

Taehyung simply continued smiling dreamily, chin still propped on his hand "but what's absurd- is... he calls himself the Devil. But y'know what I think? Guess what?"

"Er- uh.. what?" Jungkook asked, unsure and suddenly enjoying the atmosphere ever since the Detective started talking.

Raking his fingers through his hair, Taehyung parted it on the side- almost mimicking Jungkook's slicked hairstyle. "What I think is... you're from a mafia."

Jungkook chuckled heartily at the response, despite it being wrong.

"You're mysterious- and you have a... crazy... strong bodyguard who's completely nuts over you." Taehyung paused, shutting his eyes again and then opening them to squint at the raventte "and then.. then you join the Department... it's all suspicious."

Jungkook grinned, his hand hovering above his lips to hide his mouth.

"Oh- and you're crazy rich... like- where do you get all that money from??" Taehyung whined, smacking his hands on the table again "if I hadn't checked around Sinner... I would have assumed you sell drugs and run a brothel.."

Jungkook guffawed, throwing his head back from hearing everything that spilled out of the Detective's mouth.

"Why are you laughing? I'm being honest-" Taehyung continued, crossing his arms.

"I.. I know" Jungkook wheezed a little, finally calming himself down. "I know... Detective Kim"

"You're terrible..." Taehyung sulked a bit "you flash around your money just like that... why do you even need a Bentley and a Lambo? Huh? What are you gonna do with two cars?"

"Mm... but I have 5 actually" Jungkook shrugged, with a grin on his lips.

"5?!! Why the hell do you need 5 cars?! You live at your workplace?!!" Taehyung screeched with disbelief, rising on his seat a little with his hands slamming against the table.

Jungkook shrugged nonchalantly for a response.

"It really doesn't make sense... even if you're rich... you wanted a day-job. Hya- Jungkook-ah!" Taehyung slurred with informality in his tone, narrowing his eyes again at the raventte.

"Do you like me or something like that?!"

Jungkook froze at the sudden question the Detective hurled at him.

Do you like me?

Jungkook smiled, recalling all the times he had spent with the man.

The arguements, the eye rolls, the little surprises, the smiles, the kiss.

The kiss.

"Mm... I do." Jungkook smirked playfully, deciding to tease even more.

"Ugh..." Taehyung grimaced, taking a shot and slamming the cup on the table.

"What sort of idiot who gifts death signifying flowers to a person on a deathbed?" He grumbled and Jungkook chuckled lightly.

"You said they were pretty just now"

Taehyung smiled again, eyes a little dreamy "mm... pretty... pretty flowers"

Jungkook bit back his laughter, averting his gaze from the man.

"Okay- let's go, you're drunk enough..." Jungkook chuckled, standing up.

"But I'm not done telling to Ahjumma abou- oh- she left..." Taehyung paused, looking at his side where the old lady was no longer standing.

"She left too..." he mumbled, lowering his gaze "HyunWoo did too..."

Jungkook's ears perked up, hearing the crack in the Detective's voice.

He crouched on the floor, looking up at the man.

"So did everyone... everyone leaves... everyone leaves me in the end... it's all they do..."

"Detective Kim" Jungkook called out, hands gently wrapping around his limp wrist. "I'm here... I'm still here."

"Ah... you're right-" The Detective looked up, a silent stream of tears flowing down his cheeks but his lips curved up into a smile... a sad smile "you're right..."

Gulping back at the sight, Jungkook raised his hand to wipe off the tears from the Detective's face.

"Promise me Jungkook..." he mumbled "promise me you wont look through my past. Promise me... you wont search for it."

Jungkook bit back his tongue.

That's everything he had on his mind ever since he walked out of the cemetery.

He looked at the Detective's eyes again- the emotion, the pleading...

Jungkook felt like he'd be sinning to go against them.

He sighed with defeat "fine... I promise."

The Detective's eyes brightened at the response, "You're such a nice Partner..." he sniffled "it makes me wanna... wanna treat you nice"

Jungkook chuckled at that "so you do know that you sometimes do hurt my poor feelings???"

"Mmmmm" the detective smiled, closing his eyes. "I'm... I'm gonna rest my eyes... for a bit... wake m-"

Jungkook swiftly caught the Detective in time, from smacking his head again.

"Why do you blank out like that Detective Kim?" Jungkook breathed out,  shaking his head.

Placing the male safely  back on the chair, the Devil quickly payed for the drinks and the food.

He set down on the ground, pulling the Detective over his shoulders, to give the Detective a back ride who- was drunk out of his entire senses.

"Hold on.... dont fall" Jungkook mumbled, gently shifting his fingers from the Detective's upper thighs to his mid thigh, to have a solid grip as the latter hooked his legs around the torso.

To the realms... this would have been a visually odd sight- confusing even.

The King of the Hell, offering a back-ride to a mere mortal.

But there he was, in a murky street of  some town in Daegu, carrying his partner.

"Hey... where's your place? Do you want me walking round the town aimlessly?" Jungkook asked, tilting his head a bit to look at the blob of fluffy oak brown hair that weighed down on his left shoulder, only to hear a soft hum from the male.

"Detective Kim... Detective Kim- where-"

"Mmm- Donghae mulgwa Baekdusani mareugo daldorok..." Taehyung cut in, singing, his voice deep and raspy and again falling asleep.

Jungkook paused, sighing.

Was this man even real?

Knowing there was no use with asking for address, Jungkook bit his lip.

He couldnt just open his wings- definitely not when Detective Kim's on his back. And even if he'd carry him- the worst case scenario would probably be the human opening his eyes 1000 ft high in the air.

Jungkook immediately dismissed the idea.

He sighed, resorting to his only option.

Shutting his eyes, he opened them- revealing his true eyes, red orbs swirling in a pool of darkness.

His vision doubling through the buildings, picking up the trail lines and different scents invading his senses, more strongly now.

The chances of the Detective catching those eyes were nil and it was by far the most safest option.

Jungkook evidently, did happen to pick up the Detective's. He crossed the road with the Detective on his back and then took a right, entering a pretty mediocre street with run-down buildings with a maximum of 4 storeys.

Stopping infront of a small apartment, he exhaled softly, stepping up the porch.

Not bothering to pick up the key, Jungkook simply twisted the knob, breaking it open with his raw strength.

The hallway was lit with orange flare from the lights above drawing the dull olive green walls even more boring. Picking up the room key from the register wall, behind the empty desk, he simply carried on with his path.

The floor boards were rickety and squeaking with every step the Devil took.

Climbing up the stairs, he sought out the room the Detective most likely seemed to have booked for the night-

He fumbled with the keys for a bit, but succeeded with pushing it through the key hole.

The gloomy atmosphere of the bland room dawned upon him, making the Devil grimace a little as he hit the lights.

Shaking his head, he switched off the lights.

It's better to not see this monstrosity at all.

He shuffled towards the bed and sat down on it, unhooking the Detective's arms and letting him fall flat on the mattress.

He turned around, his eyes back to normal.

"Where... where am I?" He groaned, wiping his face.

"At your apartment." Jungkook replied, unhooking the latter's legs from his torso.

"Already? I didn't...show you around the town..." the Detective spoke up, eyes wide open.

"You're not very fond of this town are you? So why bother?" Jungkook asked, looking up at the male as he helped him remove his shoes.

"Because you asked me so..." the Detective replied, his tone sincere.

"Because I asked you so?" He repeated, slightly enthralled by the answer and amused with the scenario knowing sober Detective Kim would never say anything like of that sort.

"If I'd ask you to kiss me again, would you kiss me like last time Detective Kim?" Jungkook teased, chuckling to himself as he removed the other shoe.

He looked up, to find the man looking at him with his eyes narrowed and hands clutching the sheets.

"Is this funny for you?"

Jungkook paused, unable to decipher the Detective's face nor his words.

The Detective swiftly gripped onto his collar and yanked the Devil down, making Jungkook's eyes widen.

I should stop lowering my guard around the Detective, Jungkook decided instantly being caught off guard for the nth time by the human.

"Is making a fool out of me funny to you?" He repeated through his grit teeth, his long golden tanned fingers clutching onto the Devil's shirt to hold against the mattress.

"Uh- Detective Kim.. I did not mean it like that. I was just- oh dear Devil haha- Detective Kim?" Jungkook chuckled nervously, when the Detective climbed on top of him, sitting a little lower to his abdomen but that still didnt mean Jungkook was safe from awakening his boner.

"All you do is joke... is messing with me one of your jokes too? What the hell do you want Jungkook?!" He shifted his waist, sitting lower and Jungkook began distracting his mind to think of happy colors and shapes.

"What I want now is to remain in talking terms with your tomorrow Detective Kim, this is a dangerous g-game you're playing n-now- fuck-" the Devil cursed and looked up to meet the Detective's eyes who looked down at him with a gaze- that Jungkook wouldn't dare to conclude as sultry (he did)

"Did you kiss me out of pity Jungkook? Am I that pitiful for you?"

Jungkook paused, their eyes unwavering.

"Detective Kim I'm sure there's a way to talk about this tomorrow mornin-"

"Kiss me. Again. Do it without pitying me like I'm some wounded animal." He blurted out, hands gripping at the raventte's collar.

"Dete-" Jungkook's next words were pushed down his throat, when the Detective's warm mouth slotted with his own.

Teeth against teeth, tongue against tongue.

It was hot and messy- lighting up the fire inside the Devil's chest.

Jungkook let his loose arms run along the span of the man's slender torso.

This time, Jungkook kissed back- without holding back and letting his senses crash like the last time. He gripped onto the Detective's waist, as he worked his mouth, their tongues dancing in a fight- which Jungkook easily won, invading the Detective's wet cavern.

He sucked onto the muscle, savoring the bitter taste of the alcohol.

"Mm-pf" a small moan escaped the Detective's mouth  making Jungkook smirk, his eyes gleaming.

Oh how deliriously melodious it sounded.

He treaded his fingers to grip onto the man's fleshy globes in the back, out of pure curiosity and the Detective pressed himself closer to the raventte's body on response.

The Devil jolted when he felt his blood rush south and quickly flipped their position, trapping the male below him. His knee between the Detective's parted legs and ever so dangerously close to his crotch, to tease him further.

The raventte grinned, watching the Detective's flushed face and a small stream of drool running down his lips.

Jungkook ran his hand down the Detective's clothed chest, feeling the delicious curves and hardness that beamed through. He leaned in, licking off the drool to kiss the Detective passionately.

Jungkook drank onto the kiss, his senses ablaze as he eagerly kissed the male, his teeth tugging onto the Detective's lips and tongue as a whole.

Their breaths hot and too mind-altering, like a drug. He inhaled his mild cologne, feeling his own strong scent mix with that of the Detective's.

It was enticingly sweet-

The way his body fit against his- indeed felt enticing.

Jungkook licked his lips and tugged onto his lips again as his watched, Detective Kim's eye lids slowly shutting close and his body going all too limp.

He looked up, a little confused.

Did he just fall asleep????

"Its not fair... Detective Kim" Jungkook mumbled against the man's lips, his knee lightly grazing agaisnt the Detective's boner that more of less was just painfully same as that of the Detective's.

"Its not fair that you tempt me so dangerously only to fall asleep on the act" Jungkook continued, his lips hovering lower down to the Detective's neck.

"Its not fair Detective Kim..." Jungkook breathed out licking a stripe on the golden tan exposed skin.

He kissed the ridge of slender smooth collar bones that popped up against the Detective's skin.

He wanted more of it- he wanted all of it. Everything.

Jungkook had never felt so hungry before and all he wanted was for the Detective to be in his conscious so he could rip their clothes off to eliminate any sort of barriers between their bodies.

He looked up at the sleeping figure then back at the collar bone.ff

"You make me want to tease you more..." Jungkook whispered, licking the part and nibbling on it, hollowing his cheeks out to suck on it.

"You make me wanna commit acts that would unravel you" he looked up, his orbs evidently flickering red.

"You make me wanna sin... Detective Kim"

The Devil was outrageously tempted to dive his tongue, sink his teeth in, and run his hands all over the Detective's slender smooth hot body.

Temptation, sure as hell was just as sweet as his skin and Jungkook wanted nothing but to ravage him whole.

To keep him up all night, to hear more of his pretty moans, witness his tear glazed eyes and flushed face, continously screaming his name with pleasure.

The imagination alone made his throat run dry.

"Dont seduce me Detective Kim..." Jungkook whispered in the said Male's ear and then leaned away, breathing out his pent up frustration.

He lightly grazed the Detective's cheek with his index finger. Jungkook hummed softly, admiring the ethereal beauty.

"Next time... I wont let you slip away... so don't tempt me without thinking through, hm?" He mumbled, chuckling to himself.

Jungkook grinned with anticipation, his gaze momentarily flickering away and then back to the sleeping Detective.

Next time... pray that you'd even be able to walk.

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Author's Note:

Sheesh- that was long.

So, we got drunk Taehyung. I sort of feel bad for him lol- like I'd erase myself from existence if I'd say all of that, if I'm drunk- 🥴🥴🥴✋✋✋

Anyway lemme know your thoughts lol.

Thanks for the all the love🥺💜

Stay safe from Rona and stay safe wherever you are cause all sorts if riots and shi happening out there..

Love,
Jaye