*** smut warning ***

Aera observed in horror as Jimin's body convulsed and writhed on the ground, robbing her of her ability to think straight. The veins of his neck became terrifyingly prominent as his whole body strained against the urges his corrupted mind was whispering to him.

Whatever had gotten into him, it was dark and vicious, sweeping through his insides and apparently, fighting it was causing him immense pain. Aera found herself unable to stop her tears from falling down, as she tried to grab him by the hand, but to no avail, he yanked it off, offering her a menacing growl that made the blood in her veins freeze.

Numbing fear. That's what Aera felt as she watched Jimin, this perfectly designed human weapon, fight the impulse to harm her. Fear that quite possible, he wouldn't be able to resist it. He wouldn't be able to resist the demonic force that had possessed him, seeping through his bones and ravaging his mind.

However, she couldn't run, no matter how every atom of her body screamed at her to flight. Leaving him would kill her, and staying with him would literally kill her. There was this dull ache that started pooling in the pit of her stomach.

Desperately, she wanted to help him, but what was she to do?

She would take hold of the beast.

Unsteadily, her small hands gravitated towards his face as she repetitively attempted to cup his jaw. His unseeing eyes were looking in a different direction every two seconds and she wondered if he was even himself right now. He had to. He had to be somewhere in there.

"Jimin, look at me," she pleaded, her voice a hoarse whisper as her eyes desperately searched his. "Please, look at me. I'm here, everything's going to be alright."

Mumbling incoherently, it wasn't long until she realized that his body had slightly relaxed, even though it was still quite tense. His arms dropped to his sides and Aera let out a sharp gasp when his eyes finally peered at her.

"Do you hear me? Jimin, do you hear me? I promise it will all go away, we'll make it go away together. You remember, right? Together," she sobbed, vision going blurry from the tears that relentlessly streamed down her face.

There were drops of blood rimming his full lips, probably from biting on them too hard and his complexion was gaunt and sickly, dark bags hugging his usually lively orbs as he stared soullessly at her.

Suddenly, she sensed power surging through her body as her palms against Jimin's face grew warmer. An almost imperceptible whip of red light extended from her chest and towards Jimin's, binding them together. It grew bigger, thicker, stronger. Aera had no idea what it was. There was pulsing in her fingertips as her whole being focused on extorting this malevolent shadow clutching on his soul. She let out a shaky breath, the process exhausting her quicker than anticipated, still she carried on.

A desolate grunt escaped him. "Aera," Jimin's eyes widened and her name was almost breathy as it rolled off his tongue. Weakly, he put his palm against the back of her hand as the life slowly crawled back into his dark chocolate hues, filling them to the fullest.

"Jimin, you're- are you alright?" she asked breathlessly, withdrawing her hands when she felt them burn as if she had touched fire. Clenching her jaw and restraining herself from showing that she was in pain, she interlocked them behind her back.

Rubbing his temples, Jimin sat up, still out of balance but very much conscious nonetheless. "I think I am. The pain- it stopped," he gasped, worried eyes darting to lock his gaze with hers.

"I'm so... so glad that you're okay," Aera let out a sob of happiness, removing a sweaty brunette strand that had fallen over her forehead. "So glad. God... so, so glad!"

Wide-eyed, Jimin's gaze dropped to her chest where it lingered. Then, he placed his hand against his own chest, and gaped at her in bewilderment. "The Red thread," he whispered so quietly she barely heard him. "I saw it."

Aera nodded, inhaling sharply as they gazed into each other's eyes. "I saw it, too." A warm feeling blossomed in her heart upon seeing Jimin being himself again and as much as she wanted to contain herself, her impulses got the better of her.

Swept away by his mesmerizing gaze and the build-up of emotions that night, she inched closer, peering at his now darkened orbs. She took her time to let her eyes wander over his face, taking in his musky cologne that had always reminded her of a sense of safety she had ended up losing for a while tonight.

She had never felt more vulnerable than now, more exposed. She was so happy he was alright. A flame of boldness ignited somewhere deep in her chest as she tilted her head to the side, on the verge of finally obliging to her heart's desires.

Yet, it was Jimin who took her by surprise and collided their lips, letting out a soft sigh into the kiss as he did so.

Their mouths moved together in sync, a passionate dance that set Aera's insides ablaze. She felt his hands make their way down to her thighs, applying slight pressure before he pulled her into his lap. Where his fingers touched, they left a burning sensation that spread throughout her whole body like wildfire. The kiss grew in intensity with each passing second as it became more urgent and hungry.

Demandingly, Jimin's tongue forced its way into Aera's mouth and a succulent moan escaped her mouth. Their tongues moved together, intertwining and fighting for dominance. Slithering his hands under her tight dress, he left a heated trail of miniature electrifying bursts on her skin.

A soft groan erupted through Aera's mouth once she felt him pick her up effortlessly. Her ankles latched around his waist and her arms snaked their way to the back of his neck as she gripped tightly on him in order to keep her balance.

Everything started moving in a blur and next thing she knew, Jimin was already fumbling with the doorknob of the penthouse, kicking it wide open after letting out an angry growl against her lips. With haste, he placed her back on the mattress and climbed on top of her, still not breaking the intense kiss.

All of their undisclosed desires were pouring out in that moment of unfiltered lust. Aera had never experienced passion like this before, finally realizing it once Jimin broke the kiss for just a second, his wanting gaze lingering on her flustered face.

"If we continue this now," he breathed out, lips red and puffy from their messy kisses. "I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back."

Aera's breath caught in her throat, arching her back in an attempt to inch closer to him. "I don't want you to," she whispered, her fingertips softly grazing his chiseled jaw.

A soft sigh escaped him as all of his restraint shattered in that moment. He slammed his lips against hers again, this time more roughly than ever as his body pressed against hers, gluing her to the mattress.

Needless to say, there was hardly anything gentle in his touch as his hands expertly found their way under her back to reach for the zipper of her dress. Aera gasped when he slightly tugged at her hair, pulling her head back and exposing her neck in a perfect position for him to nip at the soft skin.

Having realized she was barely doing anything with her hands thanks to her mind being in a frenzy, she let her fingers travel to the buttons of his shirt where she fumbled with them impatiently.

"You're not usually this clumsy," Jimin chuckled into the kiss, pressing his hips harder against hers and causing a burning sensation to spill over her cheeks.

His taunting certainly helped her to gather some amount of boldness and she bit against his full lower lip cunningly. He inhaled sharply, obviously taken aback. "You're a daring girl, aren't you," he smirked slyly, assisting her in undoing the last button of his shirt and revealing his toned chest and perfect abs. It would never fail to amaze Aera just how perfect he was from head to toe, his ideal physique taking her breath away every single time.

However, it wasn't his body that was fueling her insatiable desires, but his dangerous, enticing aura that overwhelmed her, enhancing all of her senses, both inviting her to come closer and warning her to be careful at the same time. She straightened up slightly, slipping her arms over his shoulders and tugging his shirt down.

It was the first time she was seeing him without his clothes, her eyes taking in every crevasse, every intricate detail of his beautiful body. A small tattoo gracing the right side of his chest caught her attention and she let her fingers brush against the ink.

Nevermind it said and Aera instantly realized it must mean a great deal to him but had no chance to say anything when Jimin's lips reclaimed hers again, robbing her of her ability to breathe once she felt the straining bulge underneath his jeans.

He pushed her against the bed once more, reminding her again that he could, in fact, break her apart without much effort. His every touch could be fatal. The threat only turned her on further, the need to feel him in her bones becoming unbearable. Without hesitation, he pulled her dress over her head, leaving her in nothing but her lingerie, vulnerable and exposed.

Even so, all of Aera's insecurities washed away once she noticed how he contemplated her bare body, his eyes filled with nothing but adoration and of course, desire.

"I want you," her parted lips whispered, her tongue cloaking and dampening them. "All of you."

Jimin's pupils slightly dilated as he gulped heavily, and she was instantly reminded of all those occasions when he had looked at her this way, but had never allowed his desires to become evident. All that longing had been building up, increasing in intensity before being unleashed in a whiplash of passion, tonight.

Dark orbs not leaving hers, he slowly slid his jeans down his legs, discarding them on the floor. He spread her legs apart, positioning himself in between them and Aera gasped once she felt his clothed member throbbing against her core. She lifted her hips up, rubbing against him like an addict anticipating their drug, seeking more of his touch.

Her thirst was consuming her senses, he was irresistible and she craved him terribly. His fingers hooked into the bend of her knees as he crawled in closer, his breath fanning her bare chest.

Realizing she was at his mercy, Aera arched her back to let him unclasp her bra and throw it on the ground as well, and soon enough his sinful fingers were kneading at her breasts, staking their claim on them. She let out a loud moan which seemingly only served to encourage him further.

His touch was steeped in a passion that was igniting, a promise of the primal desire that had stayed silent in him for far too long. Firmly, his hands slipped under her waist as he started tracing sloppy kisses down towards her belly button.

Hunger and ferocity blazed in those dark orbs as he hooked her panties aside, slipping a finger inside of her and skillfully thrusting in and out of her in a painfully slow motion.

Aera's breath got stuck in her throat as his fingers worked their way into her, pushing in and out, and she ran a hand through her face, trembling at his touch. Letting out a small squeal, she bit her lips to suppress the moans erupting one after another. Never had she imagined that this stern professional that Jimin was could shift into this sultry carnal fascination. He was all logic and cool restraint, until tonight.

Having teased her enough, he brought his face up to look at her again, tucking a couple of auburn wisps behind her hair. "Relax," he cooed, this time planting a soft feather-like kiss on her jaw and on her neck. His free hand's grip on the side of her waist tightened.

Aera swallowed heavily, locked onto his stare. His eyebrows slightly raised as if he was asking whether she was alright for them to continue, however, the way she shot forward and silenced his lips with a deep kiss semed to be enough confirmation for him.

Jimin's hands moved to her thighs, grabbing them roughly as she felt him slightly shift and positioning himself before suddenly his hips thrust in forward as he pushed inside of her.

Her mouth slightly widened with a needy moan as she breathed back out.

Rocking his hips further inside her, he nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck, muffling his own moans. His strokes were agonizingly slow, long and deep, full of wanting, as one of his hands shot up to hold her own, interlocking their fingers and gliding her hand up above her head.

Aera's eyelids fluttered in delightful bliss before shutting close. She slowly started to lose herself in the feeling, his prolonged thrusts making her pant with rapture as he repeatedly plunged inside of her, making her realize how much she had wanted this all this time.

The slow pace of his thrusts didn't last long though, as it became clear for Aera he wasn't planning on going easy on her. As the seconds ticked by, his hips picked up their pace and she felt his teeth dig into the skin of her neck, sucking at it, evoking a sensation of pain. She hissed, gliding her nails down his back, feeling a shudder run through his body as she did so and he instantly growled lowly.

All of a sudden, Jimin pulled away only to hoist one of her legs over his shoulder, continuing to push inside of her relentlessly, his strokes becoming more powerful and dominating, causing her heart to beat erratically in her rib cage.

Aera's head cocked back as he slammed inside of her over and over again, his strong hands giving her body a possessive grab as he kept her in place under himself, positioning her perfectly for his merciless strokes. The way his eyes burned through her with unbelievable passion and lust was something Aera thought she'd never see.

With his hands wrapped around her tiny form, it was as if all her pain was starting to evaporate. The cold and loveless world surrounding her was finally gone, she was no longer denied but instead his warm embrace was welcoming her, making her feel wanted, cherished as his darkened gaze was drinking her in. Desired.

Letting out an impatient groan, he dropped her leg down hastily and shot forward, bringing his teeth to her collar bone and giving it a light suck. Her whole body latched onto his, pushing herself closer to him as his mouth assaulted every exposed inch of upper chest, the pace of his thrusts not decreasing one bit. He wasted no time in making their lips meet again, biting on her bottom lip and sucking on it.

The way he drove in and out of her was mind-altering. Aera could barely remember her own name or what day or year it was. To see this untamed beast that Jimin had turned out to be unleash his power onto her, it was fascinating, even divine. In the next few minutes, she felt as though her soul had left her body, succumbing to his power over her. The connection they shared was unbelievable, their bodies knew just the exact way to move against each other.

Almost as if it were... predestined.

Aera laced her fingers into his soft blond hair as his tongue expertly worked its way around her neck, his hips continued to rush inside of her. He glanced up and Aera caught his gaze, the passion smoldering in it made her gut twirl. With a shaky hand, she shifted to cup his face and bring him closer.

A low growl reverberated through his chest and it was enough for her whole body to tense up. She lightly bit down onto his full bottom lip. "Jimin," she stretched out his name as a moan.

"God damn, Aera," he grunted as his hips met hers again, the way he pronounced her name sounded so arousing and she felt a warm feeling pool in her stomach, threatening to explode any second now.

"I'm close," she breathed into the kiss, eyelids falling over her hazy orbs, hands sliding down the heated skin of his torso.

"Come on, angel," he whispered breathlessly, and at that moment he looked so alluring with some strands of his soft blond hair glued to his sweaty forehead, the warmness emitting from his body and his deep, husky voice reaching her ears.

She had never imagined she'd hear him call her that and it made her whole body tighten around him, her climax approaching as the force of his thrusts slightly diminished. Her body convulsed blissfully, slightly jerking forward when he pushed inside her roughly again, keeping her in place. A choked up moan erupted through her as the explosive passion overwhelmed her, making her eyes roll to the back of her head.

Jimin grunted deeply, helping her ride out her orgasm, before his jaw tightened and he yanked her up, pulling out of her and leaving her to writhe from the absence of that fullness before he released himself as well.

Instinctively, Aera's lips found his again as his body collapsed on top of hers, leaving him no time to regain his breath. She was breathless as well, but she craved his warm full lips, having tasted them left her insatiable for them now. She felt him smirk into the kiss.

"This was..." he aspirated, falling limp on the bed next to her and intertwining their fingers, the emotional intimacy making a thousand butterflies come to life in Aera's stomach.

"I know. Like nothing else before," she said, nibbling on her lip.

"Like nothing else," he repeated, their gazes lingering on each other as he pressed his forehead against hers.

Aera felt an odd feeling build up in her chest. Why did it feel like they had done something there was no going back from?

author's note:

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