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The full moon shone brightly in the sky, illuminating every corner of this place with a silver glow. Every corner. Except that weird, creepy mansion that stood at the corner of the cliff with it's head held high, it's aura screaming danger. Jimin sighed as he parked his bike across the street and looked around to see if anyone was there. And as expected, no one. No one dares to come near this haunted place, even in daylight. And here was Jimin, getting ready to spend a whole night inside the mansion. Not like he cares or anything. He never believed those stupid rumours about a blood-sucking demon inhabiting the place. Simply because they don't exist. He grabbed his duffel bag from his bike which contained necessary things he would be needing for tonight's errand. Crossing the street, he made his way towards the huge mansion looming over him, it's existence engulfed in darkness. The old iron gates which guarded the area was covered with thick layers of grimy dust and wild climbers. Jimin's small hands reached for the gate and pushed it open. The gate gave a huge squeak as it moved on it's hinges, opening wide for him to enter. Jimin didn't hesitate to step inside the place. He walked inside with a stout heart, still able to view things because of the moonlight. No sooner did he reach for the ancient wooden door than a cold, creepy wind swept over the place, giving him goosebumps. It was too cold for this to be good. "Fuck," he cursed under his breath, wrapping his arms around himself to keep from shivering. It was because of his asshole friends that he had to sacrifice a night of good sex and comfy blankets to sleep in an empty house filled with mosquitoes and cobwebs. This is called luck. He sighed once again as he pushed open the creaky door which, surprisingly, was still in good condition. He began coughing the moment he stepped inside due to the amount of dust that invaded his nostrils. Cob webs clinged to his face and he was grossed out. "Fucking old houses," he muttered but it soon turned into a shriek when the door behind him closed with a loud bang."What the fuck?" He yelled and fumbled for his cell phone because he was now engulfed in pitch black darkness. He turned on the flashlight and looked around the room to see it as empty as ever. Must be the wind, he thought to himself. Just then, his phone buzzed. It was a text from his friend. The asshole who pushed him into this.
"Did you get there yet?"~
"Yes,I did. Now what do you want me to do?"
"Nothing much. Go around the house, click a few snaps of the rooms and send them to me so that I know you are there. And if you find the ghost, say hi to him from me."
"Fucking yes, I will. I will tell him to haunt you for the rest of your life for pushing me into this shitty thing. For God's sake, that rumour isn't real!"
"Yeah yeah whatever. We'll see. Now get to work!"
"Dickhead," Jimin mumbled but moves on to take the pictures anyways. He can't prove to be a coward in front of his friends. He looked around the ground floor, which consisted of five big rooms, all of which had ancient, gigantic furnitures. One room, which had most certainly been a dining room had this huge table with chairs neatly arranged along it. Jimin was in awe of the place, to say the least. He had expected it to be chaotic and messy but it turned out the opposite. After he had sent those snaps to his friends and bickered with them, he headed for the first floor of the house. There was no way in hell that he would leave without exploring it. Besides, he also had to find a place to rest. It was going to be a long night,after all. The wooden stairs creaked under his weight as he climbed up. Surprisingly enough, the first floor also had rooms similar to the one from earlier. Perhaps it's an old custom to have similar looking rooms in a house. He looked through each of the room and this time, he dared to touch a few things here and there. Needless to say, they would be quite valuable in today's market. Normally, people would steal it but not Jimin. He was rich enough by himself. At the end of the long hallway, he found a room which was locked. This spiked up his interest because none of the other rooms here were locked. What could be so special about that room. His curiosity got the best of him and he found himself inside the room, looking around in amazement. This room was freaking clean. Too clean to not spook him. It couldn't have been so neat without someone taking care of it regularly right? But again, this us Jimin we are talking about. He got no jams. So, like a happy,innocent kid, he clapped his hands and decided that he would rest in this room for the night. He connected his phone to the charger, dusted the covers of the comfy looking king-sized bed and proceeded to look around the room, not even once wondering how can a room abandoned for God knows how long be this clean. How dumb. He saw all the ancient pieces of art that adorned the room, moving around gracefully like a teenage girl, not at all aware of the glowing, red pair of eyes watching him from the door.Jimin was about to go back to bed when his eyes landed on the dark figure leaning against the door frame, watching his every little move. But what caught him off guard was the glowing red orbs that seemed to stare him down like he was a prey or something. Which human has red eyes, by the way? His heart literally jumped out of the window when his dumb brain processed the information. No human has red eyes. Therefore, this creature is not human. Jimin broke out in cold sweat when realisation hit him hard. So, this place is actually haunted. Those weren't rumours! This is the fucking blood-sucking monster that lives here! He knew he was dead. He was so dead. The creature seemed to sense the fear that Jimin was feeling because his red eyes now glowed with amusement. Knowing that his prey was helpless in front of him only added to his excitement. "I've got a visitor, I see," the creature states in his dark, deep voice that sent tingles up Jimin's spine. If he hadn't been frightened into fits, he would definitely have found the voice seductive. In the blink of an eye, the creature had Jimin pinned to the wall, his red eyes staring deep into his soul and his warm breath erupting goosebumps on his skin. His body was pressed onto Jimin's and his face only inches apart. The moonlight sneaking in from the window illuminated the face of the creature and Jimin inhaled a sharp breath. He had expected a distorted, zombie like face with cold hands, foul smelling breath and dirty, elongated canines. What he hadn't expected is to see a handsome face with lips looking so kissable that he could barely resist. He hadn't expected minty breath fanning his face with the wonderful scent of sandalwood and cinnamon engulfing him. And he hadn't at all expected wanting this monster like he never had wanted anyone before. When the creature pressed into him further and dipped down his head to scent his neck, a soft moan elicited out from Jimin's lips before he could stop himself. The creature stopped dead in it's tracks and Jimin pushed his hips forward, wanting to feel him. Loving the heat that radiated from his body. Unexpectedly, the creature backed away with wide eyes, making Jimin whine because of the distance. Jimin couldn't help but find the creature cute with shock written all over his face and big, doe eyes staring back at him as if he was some alien. "Wha-What do you think you are doing?" The handsome man asks, trying his best to sound stern. "Are you the monster that inhabits this place?" Jimin asks in a small voice. He might be handsome and hot. But that doesn't mean he can't kill. The creature smirks, as if happy to see that Jimin was finally afraid of him. "Yes. That one blood-sucking monster that has lived here since centuries. Are you afraid of me kiddo?" He asks while all Jimin does is stare at his lips. Not his fault. He is a slut for handsomeness. "So...you drink blood?" Jimin asks, still entrapped in his lips. The way they move when he speaks. The way he wets them before speaking. Oh, how badly he wants those lips against his!"Yes. Isn't that obvious?" He frowns. He hadn't expected Jimin to be this normal after hearing this. Jimin finally looks up into his eyes."I'm Jimin. What's your name?" He asks.The man snorts."Why do you want to know?""It's because I want to know."After a few moments, the man finally gives in."Jungkook," he says. "A-are you going to drink my blood?" Jimin asks, still unsure. The creature smirks again. In a moment, he has Jimin caged against the wall, with his body pinning him, restricting any movement. He slammed his hands against the wall, trapping Jimin."What do you think, Jimin-ssi?" He asks. Jimin was having a hard time resisting the sexual tension that hung thick in the air. His body moved in it's own accord as he pushed his hips forward and leaned back to expose his neck, his hooded eyes focussed on Jungkook's lips. Jungkook's red eyes glowed with hunger as he saw Jimin's pulse throb in his neck. And the way Jimin leaned back to expose his sweet smelling neck to him, didn't help his situation either. "Bite me, please, " Jimin asks, desperation evident in his tone as he couldn't take the situation any longer. The sweet smell from Jimin, combined with the unmistakable lust burning in his eyes enticed Jungkook further. "Fuck, you asked for this," he growled and sank his fangs deep in Jimin's neck.A searing pain spread all over Jimin's body as Jungkook drank from him hungrily, his warm tongue lapping at the skin of his neck which Jimin couldn't help but find intensely sexual. It was only a minute or so of pain before pleasure swam in his veins and Jimin felt as if he was high. With adrenaline coursing through his veins, he bucked his hips forward, desperate to have any sort of friction on his cock. He moaned as Jungkook gave a final suck to his neck and licked away any traces of blood left on his skin. Jimin was already sweaty with a hard-on by the time Jungkook finished. Jungkook lifted his head from the crook of his neck and his eyes landed on Jimin, all sweaty and a moaning mess and he thought, fuck it. Unable to take it anymore, he crushed his blood-stained lips on Jimin which only caused him to moan louder. The kiss was all rough and sloppy, lacking finesse and Jungkook was so rough that it had Jimin drooling at the corner of his mouth. He could taste his own blood on Jungkook's tongue and that only turned him on even more. Jungkook tangled his tongue with Jimin and their teeth clanked together. It hurt but in their situation, they could care less. Jungkook bit down on Jimin's tongue which had blood oozing out and Jimin hissing but Jungkook swallowed it all with his professional tongue. God, did he love the taste of Jimin's blood. Soon enough, Jimin reluctantly broke the kiss in order to breath, their lips connected by a narrow chain of saliva. His lips were swollen and red that made them look a the more irresistible. Jungkook began kissing all the way down from Jimin's jaw, sucking and biting on the sensitive skin that had it painted in purple hickeys. Jimin moaned when Jungkook sucked on his sweet spot and saw butterflies all around. His hands moved under Jimin's shirt and onto his warm, soft skin. He pinched his sensitive nipple and Jimin yelped and clinged onto Jungkook tighter as the man hid a smile in the crook of his neck. He rolled the small but between his thumb and index finger and Jimin responded by grinding his hips against Jungkook's. Jungkook groaned when Jimin rubbed particularly hard against his boner. He grabbed Jimin's was firmly that had the smaller arch his back in pleasure."Jump," Jungkook said in a raspy voice and Jimin was quick to hop up and wrap his legs around Jungkook's torso. In one fuzzy moment, Jimin was being thrown onto the mattress, and his body was being pressed down by Jungkook's weight on top of his. Jungkook brought his hand onto Jimin's boner, rubbing through the thin material of the sweat pants. Jimin moaned and bucked his hips into Jungkook's touch."M-more,please," he begged pathetically. In one swift movement, Jimin's clothing were off his body and he shivered in the cold. Jungkook grabbed his hard cock which was already leaking pre come. He tugged on it and Jimin curled his toes into the mattress."What do you want more, slut? Tell me," Jungkook whispered huskily."I want you to make me come. I want you to touch me everywhere," Jimin practically screams.Jungkook growls and removes his clothing. Not that Jimin sees it. He was too vulnerable too even process anything. Jungkook kisses him hungrily again and plays with his nipples until Jimin begs again. Almost whines."Fuck me already, please."Jungkook smirked at Jimin's neediness and soon he spit into his fingers and circled them on Jimin's rim.Jimin gasps at the feeling and stops Jungkook. "No please. I want your dick. I want you to fuck me raw. Don't prep me," Jimin utters incoherently though Jungkook understands him. Soon enough, he has his cock lined against Jimin's hole."What do you want my dick to do for you, baby?" Jungkook asks, his tone dripping with dominance. "I want your dick inside me,please. I want you to fuck me so hard I cannot walk again," Jimin shouts. In one swift motion, Jungkook is inside Jimin, ramming into him in an animalistic pace. "A-aahhhh," Jimin screams, loving the pain of being torn apart. Jungkook's cock was so long, he could practically feel every crease, every vein against his walls. Jungkook doesn't give him any time to adjust before he begins fucking him raw. It hurt like hell but Jimin loved the pain. The bed moved violently as Jungkook trusted into Jimin's poor hole over and over again ,with Jimin screaming his name that sounded like music to his ears. Soon enough, Jungkook hits his prostrate and Jimin let's out a loud moan at that. "Gotcha baby," he growls out and begins pounding at the spot over and over again. Jimin almost cries out from the overstimulatuon but Jungkook doesn't even slow down his pace. Jimin's nails dig into the flawless, smooth skin of Jungkook's back as he orgasms, seeing white behind his eyelids and his body shaking. He screams as ribbons of warm liquid squirts out from his cock, coating his sweat slicked stomach. It takes him a few moments to come down from his high because he never orgasmed this strong and when he does, Jungkook is still pounding into him mercilessly, abusing his prostate. Tears stream down Jimin's face as he begs Jungkook to stop, the overstimulation too much for him to handle. "P-please stop," he cries out but it all falls to deaf ears.Jungkook lifts his numb thighs above his shoulder to find a better angle and pounds into him, the sound of skin slapping becoming too piercing for Jimin's ears. Soon enough, Jimin comes again. His body was now totally numb and drained of any energy and he slowly found the exhaustion taking over. Jungkook's thrusts had become sloppy and soon, he was filling Jimin up to the brim with his seeds with a loud groan. He squirted so much that Jimin swore he could feel the come inside his stomach. Jimin winced when Jungkook pulled out of his sore hole and he knew that it would take a long time to heal after that. Not like he cares. He feels himself being cleaned up and then his head is being placed on a pillow while his body us covered in a soft blanket. The bed beside him dips and he feels the warmth next to him. He snuggles up to it simply because he was cold from being naked. But even in his state of semi-consciousness.... Jimin is surprised when a few caring and sweet pecks are planted on his parted and swollen lips. It was filled with so much affection and love that Jimin couldn't help but smile unconsciously. A warm arm us draped around his waist and his head is being rested on the crook of a neck, with the comforting scent of cinnamon and sandalwood engulfing him, pushing him into a world of sweet dreams.