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exodusmc · 9 months

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Darling

Genre: Vampire au, smut, 1800s au, moulin rouge inspired

Words: 5313

Paring: Taehyung x Y/n ( female prounouns) X Jungkook

Warning!: hinting at murder, hinting to prostitution, alcohol, oral ( f and m receving), pet names, light dirty talk, penetrating sex without condom, fingering, thigh riding, technically sex in public, biting and blood drinking, more of a dom Tae and sub jk.

a/n: So this idea came from no where and I have based some details on the history of moulin rouge. I was writing smut for Hoongjong from ateez but it didnt really go anywhere so you get this instead. in other news, I'm not really sure what is happening with Baekhyun and exo but i will support them no matter what! ps will post insider soon...

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The light around then was dim and a reddish tone. Velvet surrounded most walls and furniture, gold and tassels trying to up the class of the place. Taehyung watched with heavy eyes as Jungkook flirted with some daughter of a rich man. Sweet smoke filled the room and Taehyung popped the first couple of his buttons in his white shirt. He sure was scandalous with only a black vest and rolled up sleeves but it was the whole idea of the club. He could smell a faint touch of sex in the air and any more flirting by Jungkook would sure make it more prominent. Taehyung's younger friend had lost his tie a long time ago as well and his collarbones sparkled with glitter.

He stood from his seat and strolled over to the two of them, smirking down to the blushing girl. She was breathless, glossy eyes and under their fingertips. On her chest laid an expensive necklace and he knew they had hit the jackpot.

“Why don't you come with us, pretty dove…” he grabbed her shoulders, whispering deep in her ear.

The hunger in Jungkook’s eyes made him look almost insane but that was what Taehyung liked about him, the switch between pleasure and pain. Besides, he too felt the grip slip with the scent of her sweet sweet blood.

Paris sure was different from London, more cigarettes and pastries, definitely more sun. Jungkook squinted at the gleaming orb, coffee in hand and a frown etched between his dark eyebrows.

“Sometimes I miss the rain….” he grumbled and Taehyung smiled lightly as he flipped the paper, eyes following the headline. The death of the rich Adaline, the vampires have come to Paris! Jungkook groaned as he too read the title. “ I knew we should have left her somewhere else…”

“You don't need to worry…they don't have a clue of who we are…” Taehyung glanced around at all the people around them.” Where we leave the bodies means nothing as long as we hunt carefully..”

“Sure..” Jungkook huffed out angrily.” But pawning their stuff sure as hell becomes harder when everyone is on the lookout.”

Jungkook dropped the necklace Adaline had worn on the table, leaning back on the chair, chest muscles pushing against his brown vest and white button shirt.

“Don't be a brat…We don't need money now so we don't need to pawn it in this second…” Taehyung hissed, placing the paper on the table and putting the jewelry in his pocket.” But maybe don't show off it in the meantime…”

“Whatever…” Jungkook started to drink his coffee again, sip after sip which did nothing but make them look more normal. “Where are we going tonight? I still feel hungry.”

Taehyung tsked at the younger boy and his constant hunger. He couldn't remember it being so bad when two years had passed since he turned.

“I don't know…go look yourself, you’re old enough.” a smile spread over Taehyung’s face at the scowl on Jungkook.

Taehyung wasn't an old vampire himself, only having been immortal for ten years, but he still was Jungkook’s maker and it made him feel better knowing the boy still looked for his guidance.

“I think you can hunt alone now, nothing has gone wrong in a while..” one reason they had moved from London was the growing worry of vampires from the humans and the fact that Jungkooks recklessness caught up to them. He had gone on a spree when he was a mere day and Taehyung was still on that high that had made him turn Jungkook in the first place so he couldn't stop his creation before it was too late. Jungkook had cried so much, still remembering how it was to be human, but it didn't seem to bother him anymore.

“Well, I don't want to leave right when we got here…” Jungkook didn't trust himself, their feedings still almost always ended in Taehyung needing to pull him off whoever he had seduced that night.

“No worries Jungkook…just do what you always do and it will be fine..” Taehyung shrugged his shoulders, black hair falling in locks over his forehead while his smile sent chills down Jungkook’s spine.

You were putting the last touches on your costume, fingers playing with the red lipstick and feathers on your head, even patting on your hair. This wasn't your first performance but it was the first time your outfit was like it was. The skirt was red with black details and in the same length it had always been, just like the black thigh highs, but the top…It was a net of pearls and red threads which clung to your breasts and back. One wrong move and it would drop.

“I don't know about this…” Juliette, a girl who had been here a little longer than you stopped darkening her eyelashes.

“What?” she wore the same clothing as you but her breast was even bigger. “ It will be fine, besides Charles wants to make it different..”

She stood behind you and started to powder you with the sparkling substance, putting it on your shoulders and collarbones.

“Show time girls!” Lynette’s voice jumped between the mirrors in the dancers lounge and you took one last breath before standing up.

Big lights hung over the middle of the floor and the sides were as full as they usually are, but you couldn't really make out anyone due to the dimer lighting on the sides. The music started and you followed the rhythm with your friends around you, sweat forming as you moved around. Legs lifted and you would never get used to the breeze trailing up your thighs. Turing and doing the splits, up again to lift your leg as high as you could, grateful for the stability of Juliette to your side. Your pulse hammered and you wore that ever lasting smile that was mandatory. The pearls felt like touches over your skin and you missed the more structured top from last week's performance.

The crowd broke out in cheers, the clapping of their hands buzzing in your ears, as your group to the final pose. Your chest heaved up and down, all the smoke making it harder to breathe. Juliette shifted to your side as the lights dimmed over your head. You always felt this rush to get back to the lounge, take off the smeared makeup and needles holding your hair accessories in place.

“Good work.” Good, not great…

Lynette watched everyone of her show girls, a frown on her bright lips. Something had gone wrong or she would have been happier now. Maybe a high class patron had shown displeasure or Charls were on her again about making the number…more.

“Y/n, Chloè, Desiree and Elaine…”lines formed over Lynette’s forehead as she looked through her little black book. You were sure she had her life in that book. “You work the floor..”

Working the floor ment serving drinks to the highest payers and strutting around to make the patrons pay more for special services. Juliette gave you a petty look, her night coming to an end now.

“I’ll see you later then?” she asked lowly as you started to better your makeup, instead of taking it off.

“Yes, good night…”the two of you lived wall to wall where most of the dancers had their homes. Small rooms with small kitchens, small everything really. But it was all you could afford, having escaped the threat of working in the industries.

“Do..do we wear these tops?” Elaine asked ever so carefully, watching Lynette with those wide wide black eyes. She was cute and had this innocence to her but you knew that wasn't the case.

“Yes, now go!” all the girls rushed out and you sighed at the long night this would be.

You spent most time with a man who owned some sort of mine in another country, a man who was very willing to spend money on drinks and food. He tried to get you to eat and drink but that was against the rules, never take from the guests unless it’s in the form of cash. It didn't mean you had sneaked one or two cigarettes and a little wine in your days there.

“Now now mister! Please drink up..”your smile was sickle sweet as you got him to drink more, hoping he would become too inebriated to ask for more. There were rooms all over the club, private rooms. You knew that some girls like that aspect of the job but you wondered if their explanations were the truth.

Most of your customers were in his league of class but on the odd would someone with less money seek you out. Those were usually the fun nights, the nights you could feel like a girl again.

One more hour went by with you on his lap, feeding him and letting him feel the very flesh that built you, until his friends had to help him home. It made you relax, seeing him disappear and the fact that most patrons had their hands on someone already. You had not noticed the shadow in the corner watching you the whole night, not until he slipped behind you.

Chills went down your spine as cold hands fell upon your bare shoulders, a smile so neat it looked fake. He had dark eyes and equally dark hair. A black suit jacket which followed his toned body until his waist, where it opened to rest by his hips, buttons on his shirt unbuttoned.

“Are you finally free now, love?” he was english and gleaming under the lights.”Care to join me this time?”

He slipped down on the velvet chair, where the other man had kept you most of the night. But this man held you gently, circling your waist when had been dragged down over his lap. He didn't really smell like anything and was so cold even if you felt like you were burning.

“Yes of course…”your hand rested on his chest and even the clothes couldn't hide the harness of his muscle. Your smile was back as well but a little more unsure. “ How can I serve you tonight?”

He groaned lowly, pulling you close until he could rest his forehead on your neck. Your pulse started to beat faster as his breath fanned over your skin. You wetted your lips, trying to remember what you were supposed to ask.

“W-would you like a drink?” he tensed at your words. You had unknowingly asked the worst and best question.”Mr…?”

“Jungkook…my name is Jungkook” he sounded breathless and his hold had turned hard against your skin. You could feel the ghost of his lips on your collarbone and it made your blood sing, rushing to the very place he moved.

“O-okay Mr Jungkook…” you leaned from him, watching his hazed eyes.”Can I get you anything to drink?”

“Hmm…”he looked at you through black locks, fingers not pressing into your flesh anymore.” Red wine…”

You were on your feet in seconds. He made you feel weird, all gooey and warm. Juliette was superstitious and she had warned you of vampires ever since London had a break out of blood draining deaths. You didn't believe her or the stories but maybe you were wrong.

Jungkook stared you down when you came back, thighs spread over the seat while he sat comfortably back. You gave him the glass and stood still for a second. Should you run? No, Lynette would skin you alive. The man simply sipped on his drink and watched you with amused eyes.

“Will you sit back down?” he placed the glass on a dark brown table, patting his right thigh.”Love, please don't leave me cool..”

So you sat down over his thigh, facing his front. Jungkook looked up at you with a soft smile, stroking his thumbs over your waist. People did most things just in the open in the club but full on sex was something people were only allowed to do in the private rooms. Still, this felt way more intimate than anything you had ever done before.

“Do I scare you, love?” Jungkooks whole face was a trap of concern, everything but his eyes which shone with something brutal, bone breaking.”I don't want you to be…”

“N-no, you don't scare me Mr Jungkook…” you tried to smile but it was stiff.

Jungkook brought the wine to his lips, drink one gulp before reaching the glass to your lips. You shouldn't drink and you tried to stop yourself from opening your mouth to the pleasant red liquid.

“Such a good girl.” he smiled, making you drink the last sip before dropping the glass right on the floor. You tensed but no one batted an eye your way.

His hands found your waist again and started to roll you over his thigh. Air caught in your throat at the action, fingers gripping his suit. Jungkook kept a steady pace, gaze locked on your reddening face. You wondered if he could feel your growing need against his pants or the shuddering of your body.

“M-mr Jungkook…”you were breathless, shaking slightly when he made it so you landed against his chest. It gave the perfect angle from him to grind your clit on his thigh and have his nose at your neck.

“You smell divine, love..” he groaned close to your ear, moving you in a painfully slow pace.”What’s your name?”

“Y/n…It’s Y/n” you bit your lower lip, trying to stop moans from escaping. Jungkook wasn't in a rush, he took care of you like most men didn't when they were with you.

“Beautiful…just like the rest of you..” he groaned once again near your ear, nipping slightly at the skin.

Reality started to slip from your grasp the more he worked you, kisses trailing down to your neck and hands keeping you moving. You were close to crying over the stimulation. One rule was that the clients couldn't leave marks where they could be seen but you didn't have the heart to stop his bites and kisses, not when he made you feel so good.

Fingers creeped under your skirt until they found your acing pussy. He was gentle as he slipped them inside you but the bite on your shoulder wasn't. You came, sitting back a little on his fingers. Jungkook captured your lips and kissed you until you came down from your high, feeling all empty when he left your insides. You were panting and his eyes were cold. Reality came back as you realised that you were still in the main room.

Jungkook pulled you back for a harder kiss, so fast you crashed against his chest. It was hungry and teethy, breathtaking.

“I’ll come back for you, love…”he groaned against your lips, let you sit down and feel how hard he was. “I’ll come and take you home…”

The haze you sat in made you not care for his words, more than that he would come back.

Jungkook rose from his seat and placed you on it instead, kissing you once more. He held your gaze for a while, fighting with himself for leaving you here but he couldn't stay, not if he didn't want to ruin it all.

“I’ll come back….”

Taehyung woke to the sun filtering through white curtains, the bed wide and empty. Jungkook didn't come home last night apparently but he couldn't hear screams so it most likely went well. However, the calmness was broken when the front door flew up and the aforementioned man came in with distraught hair and bloodshot eyes.

Taehyung sat with the white bedding over his lap, hair hanging loosely over his forehead and with the sun worshiping his body. He didn't move a muscle when Jungkook threw the door to their apartment shut.

“Good morning to you too…” he rose from the bed and put on a blue silk robe while his creation started rummaging through their emergency blood. Jungkook drank at least one liter in such a hurry some dropped down the corners of his mouth. Taehyung cleaned him with his thumb before putting the digit in his own mouth.” So tell me, what have you done?”

Jungkook looked at him with wide brown eyes, seemingly coming back to earth.

“I-I…I found a girl…” Jungkook started and Taehyung couldn't understand why it was such a problem.” She danced at this really popular club and I spent some time with her…”

“Okay and?” Taehyung went to the fancy green chairs which stood by the tall window. Life bustled down on the street under them, the people not disturbed by vampires.

“I didn't feed on her…” Taehyung raised an eyebrow, a little surprised and confused why Jungkook was in such a frenzy over that.”She..I don't know how to describe it but she smelled so nice and I felt like I would go insane from just tasting her skin. Can you imagine what her blood would be like?”

Taehyung watched him with dark eyes. Jungkook may be a little crazy for blood but not feeding because the idea of the blood felt too good was even crazier.

“What are you talking about?” the sun lit Taehyung’s eyes to a burning shade, stroking over his tanned skin.

“That’s the thing! I don't really know more than that she was the best scent I have ever encountered. She was even prettier than the other girls before I caught her scent.” Jungkook fell down on the chair before Taehyung, undoing his vest.” I couldn't stay after I made her cum because I didn't want to destroy the place or her…”

Taehyung raised an eyebrow.

“I left and went to the forest to cool down…”a disgusted look creeped over Jungkook’s face. “I even drank from some animal…”

“So…If I understand correctly you found a girl that seemingly has the best blood you have ever smelled and you left her, after making her cum, to eat from an animal?” Jungkook looked sheepishly at Taehyung. “Hmmm, I guess you’ll just have to bring me to her.”

You couldn't stop thinking about Jungkook or the whole situation. He had left so fast, left you with aching thighs. You hadn't told Juliette or anyone anything but you felt insane.

“Come on girls! Faster” Lynette urged everyone to hurry getting ready.

You fixed your rogue one last time and glanced down on your shoulder. Jungkook had bitten you but it didn't look too bad and he hadn't left any other marks which meant you were safe from Lynette.

The music turned up and you performed the same fast dance again with the same wide smile. Turn and lift a leg, lift the leg higher. It was a sweaty routine but the adrenaline made everything feel great.

The crowd roared their approval once again and you slipped away with the rest of the girls, catching your breath. Juliette smiled at you, grabbing your hand with a little laugh.

“Much better this time!” Lynette had something aching to a smile on her face.”Y/n, Chloe, Gabrielle and Gicelle on the floor.”

Again? You would have killed to get home early but the smack of the little black book closing told you that it wouldn't happen. Juliette gave you the same look as last night and you got ready to go out again. However, anticipation followed with this time. Jungkook had told you he would be back, so you swallowed and held your head high.

People laughed and buzzed around you but it didn't take long before your wrist was captured by a cold hand. Jungkook’s hair was wilder this time around as he dragged you to a dark corner where the red velvet curtains fell over a booth, creating an almost private room.

Another man already sat there, sipping on red wine when the two of you walked in. Jungkook didn't waste a second to close the curtains, leaving candles to light the round table. You swallowed hard when the man made eye contact, smirking widely.

“Hello darling…my friend has told me a lot about you.” his voice was raspy and deep, dragging like a cat’s tongue up your spine. Jungkook stood ridgid to your right.”Come sit..”

The mystery man patted to his left and you slipped down, goosebumps raising on our skin as the soft material touched you. Jungkook sat down on your other side and you felt like a trapped animal.

“My name is Taehyung and yours is?” the mystery man asked, taking another sip of his wine.

“Y/n…it’s nice to meet you Mr Taehyung..” you swallowed again, feeling your mouth dry. You should tell them that this service would cost but you couldn't get another word out. They were both really beautiful.

“Only Taehyung…and Jungkook is fine..” he smiled down at you, fingers capturing your chin so he could move your head to the side. “What are you going to offer us?”

Your mind blanked, eyes finding Jungkook’s intense stare. It didn't feel like he was talking about food, drinks or even sex, but you didn't know what else at the same time.

“A-anything you can afford Mr- I mean Taehyung…” he pulled your head so you could look him in the eyes, lowly laughing at your answer.

“Well that is great…Jungkook make our darling ready…”Taehyung let you go with a dismissive voice but you didn't have time to think more about him when Jungkook disappeared down under the table.

You could feel his hands make their way up your legs until they reached your clothed core. He ripped the fabric off you and started assaulting your pussy with his lips, sucking and licking at everything. You barely managed to keep the scream down, leaning into the cushions behind your back. Taehyung made you lean against him instead, watching you with an amused shine in his honey eyes. He put an arm around you while he poured more wine in his glass. Jungkook worked you closer and closer under the table, forcing your quivering thighs to stay spread.

“He´s good with his mouth isn't he?” Taehyung smirked at your hazy eyes, drank some wine before he put his lips on yours, parting them so the red liquid could slip down your throat. You clenched your skirt, swallowing every drop until Taehyung left your lips. You came panting, back arching into Taehyung's side.”Shh shh, let it go darling…”

He whispered in your hair, taking deep breaths of you and your rushing blood. Taehyung drank more wine, looking at you with hooded eyes.

“You should give Jungkook a reward..he has made you cum, twice..” Taehyung nodded down to where the younger one still hid, kissing your groin and stroking your thigh.” Don't you think he deserves it?”

You nodded breathlessly, watching as Taehyung leaned into you with a sinister smile.

“Tell him then, darling. Tell him he can take a sip.” you didn't understand what he meant by that but you whispered that Jungkook could and the man didn't waste a second to bite down on the inside of your thigh.

Jungkook drank greedily from your body and you should scream or run but a rush of adrenaline turned the sligh pain to pleasure. You threw your head back crying out into your hand. It felt like you were getting off again and Taehyung’s lips on your collarbones didn't make things easier.

“Now now…We need to be careful with our darling…” Taehyung pushed Jungkook until he detached from your thigh. “Don't forget to kiss the wound…”

Jungkook came up from under your skirt again, mouth covered in your cum and a small string of blood. His irises shone bright red and his plush lips were pushed down by sharp canines.

“Is our darling slut ready? Hmm?” Taehyung laughed at the sight of his creation but was a little jealous that he got to taste you first deep down.

“Yes and she tastes divine…”Jungkook could suck you dry right then and there but he was happy Taehyung didn't let him.

“In which way?” the man to your side laughed lightly as he spoke, kissing the top of your head.”Are you ready for the main event darling?”

You gasped as he pushed the wine off the table, placing you right on it. Both men stood looming over you, Jungkook by your head and Taehyung between your thighs. He ripped your skirt in half, left your lower half cool to the air. Long, slender fingers slid down fabric as Taehyung undressed from his shirt, leaving you to stare at his skin. He dropped his slacks and underwear, cock hard and eager for your wetness. His hand found your hips and you could feel the tip of his cock as he moved it up and down.

“Do you want me in you, slut?” you quivered, eyes squeezing shut as you nodded.”Say it!”

“Yes! Yes I want you inside me, please~~” Taehyung pushed inside your pussy, taking care to let you adjust but it was hard not moving directly in your heat. He groaned over you and rolled his hips carefully.

Jungkook was painfully hard over your head, muscles on display since he had lost his shirts somewhere along the line. You could see his cock strain against the fabric of his pants.

“Uh Uh…focus on me, slut..” Taehyung left your pussy, just to push completely inside you again.”He has had his fun, it's my turn now.”

He angled his hips in a way which hit a spot which sent stars to your gaze. You moaned loudly, hands coming to grasp his soft hair. Taehyung leaned over you, moved so deep and fast you felt like it was hard to breathe. He kissed between the junction of your neck and shoulder, small small kisses until he bit and pierced your skin. Blood moved from your to him as he fucked you hard on the table. He drank and drank, groaning against your skin.

Jungkook moaned over your head. He couldn't touch you yet but he couldn't stop himself from stroking his cock at the sight of Taehyung fucking you hard, of him drinking your delicate blood.

“Fuck…” Taehyung left your neck and smiled at his creations' breathy whisper.”She looks so good”

Taehyung licked his red stained lips, his irises also red now.

“You were right…” he straightened from your body, groaning as he pushed into you. “She is delicious…our little slut..”

Jungkook gave the older one a hopeful eye and Taehyung felt like being nice today, besides being so hard must hurt. He pushed you closer to the other edge of the table, keeping a steady hold and pace. You could feel him in the deepest parts of yourself.

“Go ahead Jungkook, use her little mouth..” your eyes widened as Jungkook pushed slowly past your lips, shuddering as you desperately tried to swallow around him.

“So good…” Jungkook petted your cheek with affection in his red eyes. “Such a good girl.”

He pushed until you couldn't take more, gurgling around his cock. Taehyung had been still until he thought you were okay, then he moved with an eagerness that hadn't been there before. He lifted one of your legs so it could rest on his shoulder and it pushed you deeper on Jungkook’s cock. The boy threw his head back but all you saw was hard abs. Teras and spit ran all over your face, your body in their complete control. You felt a sharp pain shoot from just above your knee when Taehyung bit you again, sucking the warm blood from your veins. Jungkook leaned over the table, completely filling your throat and mouth, and kissed Taehyung to get a taste of your blood. His fingers threaded through Taehyung’s hair as he moved in and out of your pussy.

“Greedy brat…” Taehyung laughed but ended the sound with a groan as you clamped down on him, struggling to breathe slightly.”You need to let our slut breathe Jungkook…”

He left your mouth with a wet pop, cock dripping in your spit as you caught slightly while air rushed down to your lungs. Taehyung kept moving in and out of you, hand pressing down on your lower stomach. You whined out, eyes managing to catch Jungkook’s before he moved back into your mouth. You were pushed between the two of them, listening to the wet sounds echo in your ears.

Jungkook removed your thread shirt and flicked at your nipples, groaning when you swallowed around his cock. Taehyung loved the sight of your flushed flesh and stuffed pussy, your heat made him almost burst right then and there. Jungkook played some more with your breasts before he leaned down and bit the side of your stomach. They boy couldn't get enough of your blood and he cummed down your throat with one last hard suck from you. The mixture of cumming and tasting your blood made him lightheaded. He tasted saltier than other men but it wasn't unpleasant, not when Taehyung pushed at your spot.

He grabbed your waist and sat down on the cushioned seat. A dazzling smile filled your vision as he met your falling body.

“Such a good slut…You did great…” he stroked over your hair, stroked the inside of your pussy.

You panted over him, head falling back as he sunk his teeth into the top of your left breast. One hand held you up right while the other trailed down to your clit. Taehyung knew he was close so he wanted you to cum for him. It didn't take long for him to get you there, back arching into his mouth while your pussy clenched on him, milking him for all his worth. You almost screamed as you came a second time that night, collapsing into his hard body.

Taehyung laughed a little breathy over your shoulder, maneuvering the two of you until he could slip out of you. He kissed every place someone had bit you so the wounds would close up. He was very gentle, so gentle that you had a hard time keeping your eyes open or maybe it was the blood loss.

“It’s okay darling, rest…” he whispered into your ear, getting Jungkook to drape his coat over your cooling body.

Most of your clothes had been destroyed so the two of them would have to go shopping for you and you would need food, preferably something high on iron. Taehyung smiled down at your sleeping form, cleaning your face a little from smeared makeup and saliva.

“Come on Jungkook, we need to get her back…”

You sat up fast, eyes scanning a light blue walled big room. You were aching and only covered by a white silk cover. The sun shone into the room through thin curtains, moving slightly with a soft breeze from the opened window. Memories of last night, or at least you thought it was from last night, flickered in your mind. The crushing feeling of cumming and sharp teeth. You looked at your thigh and could see two faint marks on it but if you didn't know to look there, they would be almost undetectable.

The door was suddenly pushed opened and in came the two men in your memories. Jungkook smiled wide and Taehyung came to kiss the top of your head.

“Morning darling, slept well?” he let go of his bags, fabrics poking out of them.

Jungkook dropped his outerwear and vest, crawling up the bed until he could pull you close to him, face resting in the crook of your neck. Taehyung did the same and took your other side, stroking his fingers over your covered stomach. Red eyes flashed in your mind and you realised Juliette had been right.

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Heartbeat - kth

Summary: The Vampire that lives in the building you work at has become infatuated with the sound of your heartbeat.

Pairing: Vampire!Taehyung x Female Reader

Genre: Strangers to lovers, Supernatural AU, Fluff, Smut, One-shot

Warnings: Taehyung is literally obsessed with Y/n, fluffy haired Taehyung, Lots of talk of anxiety, Y/n lives in a bad part of town, Smut: oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, Praise kink, dirty talk, pet names (princess, baby), Taehyung drink's from Y/n.

Word Count: 5.5K

Note: Thinking about fluffy haired Vampire Taehyung has ruined me and I needed to write a fic ty.

You always stood out to Taehyung. From the day you met – well, the day he walked into his new apartment building, he couldn’t keep you off of his mind.

You worked at the front desk, anxious every time someone walked through the door. He loved listening to your heartbeat as he walked up to the building, and then as he walked in, it always raised dramatically as if someone walking into your place of employment was the most anxiety inducing thing to have ever occurred.

If he was a human, he probably wouldn’t have noticed– you were good at hiding it. You’d look up and smile widely, welcoming him in with the same cheery demeanor you did every day. He smiled as he walked past you and into the elevator that took him up to his apartment. He listened to your heartbeat calm down again as the doors closed behind him.

At first he thought it was him that made you anxious, maybe you could pick up on the fact that he wasn’t like you, or maybe you just found him incredibly attractive, but he always listened for your heartbeat, listening to it from floors above and without fail, every time he heard someone enter or exit the building, your heart would pick up dramatically.

Especially when someone asked you for directions, or if they needed something from you, it would pick up more and you’d stammer over a few of your words adorably. He thought it was cute that you were so anxious; though he hated how much of a strain it had put on your daily life.

This was one of the only jobs you were able to hold down as someone with your level of social anxiety, anything else was practically a death sentence. Anything in the service industry was a nightmare for you but seeing as you had very minimal work experience because of your anxiety, it was basically the only way you could work. Thankfully, you found a large apartment building in a very up-scale part of the city that paid you twenty dollars an hour to sit at the front desk and greet people as they entered.

The most anyone asked of you outside of that was to let them use the spare key as they’d gotten locked out, which meant you had to go up to their apartment with them. This wasn’t something you were particularly fond of, but it was hard to mess up and only involved minimal small talk. Aside from that, you wore the most expensive business casual outfits you were able to find at the goodwill and took the bus an hour and a half to work every morning.

Your social battery was always completely drained by the time you finished out the day and all you could do was go home and watch movies on your sofa until you passed out. Your home was a small studio apartment in a much less upscale neighborhood than the one you worked, but it was cheap, and the door had enough locks to keep you safe.

Then the next morning, you’d make up, take a shower, get dressed and go back to work, repeating this process over and over until Sunday: the one day a week you had off. This morning you decided to let your hair down, something you rarely did as it was easier to just put it up in a bun than it was to style it, but you were feeling good about yourself today.

With your hair neatly styled and ready to go, you made the journey all the way across town and back to the building you worked, relieving the nightshift receptionist of her duties as you sat down in your seat, letting your bag sit on the ground under the desk as you took a deep breath and sipped on your coffee.

Taehyung never asked anything of you; never for a spare key or when the next fire safety inspection would be, or even for your number, no matter how desperately he wanted to. He always waited until Sunday, or would come down after your shift had ended in the evenings if he needed something. He didn’t want to be the one to make you scared, enough people were already scared of him; the idea of him.

Vampires had long since been known to society, but they weren’t accepted. Most people lived in fear of them, of the ones that would stay out at night and kill people in the streets, but for the most part they didn’t do that anymore. Sure, just like humans, sometimes there was a bad egg that wanted to go out and kill people, but also like humans, most of them didn’t want to go rampaging and risk getting caught. Especially not when blood banks give away a portion of all blood donated to keep Vampires from killing people.

This morning, Taehyung was on his way back home from a lively night out. It wasn’t exactly easy for Vampires to get drunk, but after living for a few centuries, you learn how to party, drunk or not. He noticed your heartbeat two blocks down the street and a smile washed over his face, listening to the soothing rhythm that would soon be destroyed. He loved the way your heart sounded when you were calm. It was still faster than most others, sometimes beating irregularly as you would take a deep breath before resuming your normal quick and shallow ones.

You’d hum at your desk when there wasn’t a lot of traffic going in and out of the building, tapping your fingers against your desk as if playing a piano that wasn’t there. He loved the way you sounded, the way you smelled. Listening to you always kept him calm; the pretty anxious receptionist that hummed to keep her mind off the cringy thing she’d said to the last person that walked in. It hadn’t been long since he’d moved into the building, but he didn’t know how he’d go on living anywhere else without your presence.

As he turned to walk into the building, he realized this morning was far different from any others. He could smell your intoxicating scent as it wafted through the door, your chipper smile and “Good Morning” greeting the same as always, clearly unaware at how much you were affecting him. With your hair down, the whole lobby smelled like you, the faint lavender of your shampoo blending beautifully with your natural scent.

“Morning,” He spoke, nodding slightly as he stood at the door a beat longer than he probably should have. You were slightly taken back, as he would normally just smile in response to you and walk back to the elevators, but today he was... off. He shoved his hands into the pockets of the long coat that was open, revealing an expensive looking suit underneath. You looked back down at your desk, not wanting to make him feel awkward, or make it any more apparent how awkward you felt in this moment.

You’d always found the man that came home in the early hours of the morning to be attractive; his expensive suits and watches, never the same one worn twice as his hair always perfectly framed his face, slicked back or fluffy and covering his eyes. He always looked great, but he’d never been one to talk to you, though he always smiled at you as he walked in.

Your heart was racing, faster than usual, probably because of Taehyung’s need to stay standing in the lobby. He only stood there, taking you in for a few seconds, but the tension had grown thick in that time. He sauntered over to your desk, not being able to stop himself from asking for your number. The question came as a shock, as he’d never so much as said hi to you.

You stuttered out an “uhm” before you felt the blush creeping onto your face much more aggressively than usual before you were able to nod slightly. The smile on his face never faltered as he leaned his clasped hands against your desk, looking down at your nervous state. You hastily wrote your number down on a post-it note along with your name and handed it to him, hand shaking lightly as you forced yourself to look him in the eyes again.

He had never been this close to you, never been able smell just how sweet your blood was just underneath your skin. He was getting drunk off of you and you hadn’t even done anything. He took the note from your hand looking over it carefully before he folded it neatly and put it into his pocket.

“Nice to meet you, Y/n. I’ll text you,” He backed slowly away from the desk before he started to make his way back the hall, before he stopped and turned back to look at you. “My name’s Taehyung, by the way.”

That night as soon as you had gotten home from work, Taehyung had messaged you, asking If you’d gotten home safe. While it seemed weird for that to be the first thing someone asks, you weren’t all that off-put by it, brushing it off as he walked down to get the mail and noticed you had been gone.

He was sweet. Everything about him was sweet from the way he spoke to the way he acted when he was around you, it was all sweet, delicate, innocent even. You’d gone on walks in the park, evening strolls around town where he insisted on paying for everything you even looked at, talking on the phone for hours about nothing and everything all at once.

It had been less than a month since he’d asked for your number, only a few weeks and you felt as though your life had completely changed. He had made you feel more at home when you were with him than you’d ever felt in your entire life.

You put on a little black dress accompanied with black heels and soft makeup, your hair flowing down freely – something Taehyung made sure you knew he loved – and set off back down to the city bus, where you’d go back to the building you spent so much time.

Taehyung had invited you over for dinner; a homecooked meal he’d prepared for you for the first time you’d be welcomed into his apartment. You anxiously made your way up to his floor and smoothed out your dress before you finally gained the courage to knock on his door. He opened it almost instantaneously, the sleeves of his white button-down shirt rolled up, his shirt tucked into black slacks, the whole outfit framing him perfectly as his face lit up as his eyes moved down your body, seeing just how much of your beautiful skin was exposed.

“Y/n, please, come in,” He backed up slightly, allowing you to step into his ungodly large apartment, decorated in a simplistic yet materialistic way. He closed the door behind you and took the bag you were holding, hanging it on a rack by the door as you mumbled out a thanks. “You look amazing,” you were snapped back into reality as Taehyung grabbed your hand with one of his, the other running down your waist, stopping just before your hip as he looked at you.

“Thanks...” You mumbled, trailing off awkwardly as you had no idea how to take compliments, and you had let too much time pass that complimenting him now would seem forced; fake even and you didn’t want him to think you were just saying it to maintain social niceties. The blush that overtook your cheeks was enough explanation for him though, as he smiled down at you before leaving a gentle kiss on your cheek.

He turned away from you and walked back into the kitchen and continued cooking, the meal almost done. You took a few small steps, still trying to take in the sheer size of his apartment, noticing there was even a staircase leading up to what you could only assume to be the bedroom. Soft classical music was playing from a record player in the living room, filling the house with a soft and calming aura.

“You can have a seat, you know. Make yourself at home?” You spun slightly to look at Taehyung, who was smiling at your antics. You shyly smiled and looked down at your feet.

“Everything just looks so expensive, I don’t want to ruin it,” you continue eyeing the place before your gaze falls back to Taehyung, who is now plating the food. His smile never fades as he moves to put the plates down on the table before rushing over to you, taking your hands in his as he pulls you close to him, lifting your chin slightly so you were looking him in the eye, his face inches from yours.

“If you were up for auction, you’d be worth more than anything money could buy,” you blushed again, tilting your head down as he kissed your forehead. “Let’s eat, you must be starving.”

He dragged you back over to his table and pulled out your seat for you, pushing it in as you sat. You sat and talked as you ate, occasionally sipping wine as you flirtatiously joked back and forth Taehyung avoiding his dinner and focusing most of his attention on you; something you’d noticed he’d done every time you ate together, but you decided you didn’t know each other well enough to talk about his eating habits.

You helped him wash up the dishes, much to his distaste as he didn’t think those pretty hands of yours should ever have to do anything even remotely close to work – but you insisted. He put all the dishes away before you both made your way over to sit in the center of his very large sofa. He pulled your legs over his knee, rubbing his hand gently over your leg as he made sure he wasn’t causing your anxiety to spike.

“You’ve worked here for almost 6 months, and you’ve never been in one of the apartments?” You shook you head as you sipped your wine before putting it down on the coffee table in front of you.

“No. I mean, I’ve come up to unlock resident’s doors when they forget their key, And I’ve given a tour or two in the staged apartment on the first floor but that’s it,” You shrugged, bringing one of your hands to rest on his arm.

“I think you’d fit right in around here. You should move into the building,” He smirked lightly as he sipped on his drink, leaning a little further into the couch. You exhaled, a sorry attempt at holding back a laugh as you looked around his apartment again before bringing your eyes back to meet his.

“I don’t know that I could afford to live here,” Taehyung didn’t know exactly where you lived, but he knew it was in a worse off neighborhood. You never let him come over and when he’d insist on giving you a ride home you’d have him drop you off a block away so he wouldn’t see just how bad the building was, though he always waited and listened to make sure you did get home okay.

He brought the hand that was delicately sitting on your leg up to your cheek, touching you more gently than you thought possible as you neared one another. Your scent was driving him crazy, but he swallowed down his animalistic tendencies. Your comfort came way before his desires. His nose brushed yours as he moved his eyes from your lips back up to your eyes, his intense gaze making you try to swallow down your anxiety.

“Then you should move in with me,” You looked down, trying to decipher if he was joking or not.

“Taehyung–” He moved his thumb under your chin, pushing you back up to look at him, now his turn to swallow as his eyes ran over every detail of your face.

“I don’t like the neighborhood you live in,” his forehead was now gently resting on yours as he whispered softly, noticing your heartrate climbing slightly at your proximity. “It’s not safe for you,” your eyes now closed as his hot breath covered your face. All it took for him was the feeling of your warm fingers brushing against the cold skin of his neck from him to attach his cold lips to your warm ones.

The kiss was gentle and soft, followed by a single peck before he connects foreheads again, now both of his hands on either side of your face. “You’d be much safer here, where I can make sure no one hurts you, Y/n,” he kisses you again, a little more desperate than last time, his tongue slipping in and exploring your mouth, determined to taste every part of you.

You fully wrapped your arms around his neck as he moved one of his hands down to your waist, pulling you into him, furthering your legs onto his lap until you were practically on top of him, chests pressed together as the kiss intensified. You let a small moan escape your lips and he swallowed it, that sound more intoxicating than any alcohol he’d ever drunk, any drug he’d ever taken.

He bit your lip, an innocent move he’d executed many times before flawlessly on others; but with you, he bit too hard, and you flinched back.

“Shit, I'm sorry, are you okay?” He questions as he grabs your chin, looking at your bleeding lip. You move your hand down so he can look at it better, your eyes watching his as they glint with a sort of hunger. Maybe it was just the angle you were at, but they almost looked red for a second as he swiped his thumb over your injury. He swallowed thickly as he looked down at the blood on his finger, the sweet smell permeating his nostrils as he kept himself from liking it off of his thumb.

But he knew you were already scared. You had already been suspicious of him as your heartrate was thumping loudly and heavily, bouncing off every surface in his home and hitting him from every direction. He squeezed his eyes shut as he wiped his thumb on his slacks before looking back at you, his eyes concerned as they scanned over you.

Your expression shifted, face relaxing as you looked down slightly, sucking on your lip you smiled lightly. “You’re a vampire?” You moved your gaze back up to meet his. His eyes searched yours for any hint of what you’re feeling. He sighed, blinking lightly.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, I just didn’t want to scare you–”

“You don’t scare me, Taehyung,” You shook your head as you interrupted him, his face turning skeptical as soon as you spoke.

“You know I can hear how anxious you are right now, right?” he asked, the comment making your heartbeat rise slightly as you realized how embarrassing it was that he could hear your anxiety.

“Then you also can hear how anxious I am around everyone else,” You spoke calmly, your voice and demeanor not at all matching the loud thumping filling the room, but he had always known how good you were at hiding it. “And you know I'm not near as anxious when I’m with you,” you moved your hands slowly up his chest again, causing him to shiver as your fingers met his bare skin, your face nearing his again.

“Do you trust me?” He gulps, his eyes searching yours as you lean further into him, nodding lightly. As soon as you did, he wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you back into his lap, this time straddling him as he used his other hand to bring your head down so your lips could meet again, his tongue brushing over your bloody lip.

He groaned, thrusting his hips into yours, one of his arms wrapped around your waist to keep you right where he wanted you, the other holding your cheek softly, his thumb caressing your skin to reassure you. You moaned into his mouth as he ground up again, the skirt of your dress riding up so the only fabric between you and Taehyung's clothed cock was your thin lacy thong already drenched in your arousal that he could no doubt smell.

“I could listen to that sound forever,” he barely breaks away from the kiss as he moved his hips again intentionally grinding into your clit causing another moan out, much louder than the previous. He pulled you back to his lips and you could feel him smirk against you.

You moved your hands down from his neck, reaching the buttons on his shirt as you hastily unbuttoned them, moving your fingers down his toned torso. As you finished unbuttoning it and pulling out of his slacks, he sits up slightly, removing the shirt from his arms one by one, making sure to keep one of his hands on you at all times. As his shirt fell behind him onto the couch, he moved your hands to wrap around his neck again before he moved his hands to grip either of your thighs before he stood, your legs wrapping around his waist.

He slowly walked you up the stairs and kicked open the door to his bedroom, not letting hips lips leave yours. He adjusted one of his hands to allow him to hold you steady with just the one, as the other reached up and unzipped your dress right before he gently put you down on the bed. His lips disconnected from yours as he pulled the dress up over your head.

He stopped himself from immediately pushing himself against you again, drinking you in in all your beauty. He leans against the bed, one hand on either side of you as he kisses you again, sensing your anxiousness to his eyes all over you.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers between fluttered kisses on your skin, moving down your jaw and neck, stopping to suck on the spot right above your collarbone. You moved your hands down and began unbuckling his belt, your hand brushing against his hard cock as you moved, causing him to groan and stand back up straight, removing his belt before he unbuttoned his pants. “Scoot back,” you obliged without hesitation, his voice low and demanding.

He smirked at the sight of you, in nothing but your matching black bra and thong as you rested against the pillows on the center of his bed, watching him take his clothes off. He climbed back onto you, his boxer briefs still restraining him as he made his way between your legs, kissing you gently as his hips ground down into yours.

“I don’t even have to touch you to know how wet you are,” he bucks his hips quickly, causing you to whimper as he unhooks your bra, pulling it off you hastily. “I really get you that worked up princess?” You moaned as he kissed down your neck, hands on your breasts, pinching your nipples and twisting them between his fingers. You nodded your head hastily as your fingers tangled in his soft hair.

You don’t know what came over you, maybe it was the fact that a Vampire was sucking on your neck, or the fact he was handling you so delicately, but you wanted him to claim you. You wanted him to own you like no one else ever had.

“Bite me...” You moan out, causing Taehyung to chuckle deeply against your skin as he moves one of his hands down to your hip.

“Not yet, Princess,” he brought his lips up to yours and kissed them deeply, still smiling as his body lay flush against yours. “I want to savor you for as long as I can,” as his lips meet yours again, the hand on your hip hooks under your panties, wasting no time to run his middle finger down you, brushing against your clit before the tip of his finger teases your entrance. You arch your back against him, whining into his mouth desperately.

“Fuck,” he grunts against your lips as he rubs into your clit. “Can I please taste you baby? Would you like that?” You rutted your hips against his hand as you moaned out, his fingers knowing exactly how to move against you, you couldn’t imagine what his tongue could do.

“Fuck, please,” you whined, voice so quiet you’re surprised that he hears you when he immediately dives down, removing his hand from your core and pulling your underwear down your legs. As soon as your underwear was thrown to the ground, his face was between your legs, kissing up your inner thigh as his hands wrap tightly around your legs, holding them tightly as he breathes you in.

You impatiently wiggle your hips in his face and he chuckles again before licking from your entrance up to your clit, flicking his tongue up when it met your clit. You bit your lip as you tried to hold back a moan, bucking your hips as he suctioned onto your clit. You moved one hand to tangle into his hair and the other up to your mouth as he slid one of his fingers into your wet core.

“Fuck, Tae–” You moaned out his name as you arched you back, his mouth going back and forth between sucking your clit and his tongue circling you as he added another finger, curving them up to hit your g-spot perfectly. You clenched around his fingers and gripped into his hair tightly, already feeling your climax start to build up.

“You wanna cum already, princess?” He asked before he dove back down into you, humming as he licked you slowly, the vibrations causing you to moan. “I’ve never tasted pussy as good as yours, baby,” He harshly sucked onto your clit as his fingers started scissoring into you, getting you ready for his large size. “Could stay down here forever,” With a few circles of his tongue and a few more thrusts of his fingers, you were coming undone, your walls pulsing around his long fingers as they continued to move in and out, helping you ride out your high.

Once he felt your orgasm finish, he pulled his fingers out and sucked your juices up off them before coming back up to meet you. His face was centimeters from yours as he watched yours intently. Watching your unsteady deep breaths leave your soft lips as your eyes were clenched shut. Your arms had found his biceps, touching him helping ground you after what had been probably the most earth-shattering orgasm you’d ever experienced; and he wasn’t anywhere near done with you yet.

As you open your eyes you see him looking down at you, his eyes blown out with lust as he stares down at you hungrily. Only when your breathing returns to normal does he kiss you again, his movements slow and intentional. You taste yourself on him and suddenly feel so needy, as if he didn’t just make you cum. “Tae...” You whined against his lips, his hips reacting to your words before he could as he ground his hips to yours.

“What is it baby? What do you want?” He pulled away enough to look you in the eye as you ran you hand down his chest and looped your pointer finger under the hem of his underwear.

“Want you, Tae,” you whispered as your hand moved further down, wrapping around his length, pumping him a few times as he thrust into your hand, his eyes squeezing shut as he did, a grunt escaping his lips. He pulls your hand out of his underwear and pins it above your head as he kisses you passionately.

He quickly discards his underwear before going back to where he was between your legs, the tip of his cock sliding between your wet folds, coating his dick in your sticky arousal as you both moaned. You wrapped yourself around his torso, one hand tangled in his hair, the other gripping onto his shoulder to try to prepare yourself. “You sure you want this, baby? We can stop right now if you don’t want to,” he was trying as hard as he could to keep his voice steady and calm, but if he was being honest it would take everything in him to stop himself from slamming into you.

You wiggled your hips against him, his tip rubbing against your clit in a delicious way as his hand guides him to repeat the action. “Please, fuck me Taehyung,” You moaned into his ear, and he obliged. He slid is cock through your folds before he lined himself up at your entrance and pushed himself into you slowly. His big size slid inside you with ease, your slick coating both of you sufficiently enough to not cause any discomfort as you both let out a groan in relief to finally be connected.

His hips stilled inside of you as he moved his hand to grip your thigh, pulling it up to wrap around his waist, and the other followed obediently as his forehead met yours, eyes searching each other's as he pulled back out of you slowly. With a smirk on his face, he snapped his hips back into yours without warning as your moans filled the room, fingernails digging into his back as he continued fucking into you hard but slowly, unable to get enough of the sweet noises that escape your lips when he does.

“You feel so good baby, fuck, so fucking tight around me,” He sloppily pressed his lips to yours, lips wet and messy against you. His praise does wonders as the squelching sounds fill the room as he picks up his pace, his fingers digging into your hips as he holds you in place under him, filling you up perfectly. “You’re a fucking sin, fuck,” he speaks his dirty words straight into you as he moves one of his hands between the two of you, his thumb finding your clit.

You moaned into him, your back arching up as you lifted your leg even higher, giving him a better angle to hit your g-spot perfectly. “Oh, fuck, Tae,” your fingernails scratched down his back as he kissed down your neck, sucking on the same spot he had been earlier.

“You’re so good baby, you gonna cum again?” his free hand moves up to play with your breast as you nod feverishly, gripping onto his bicep.

“Fuck, yes Tae, so good....” You were a moaning mess, not even fully aware of your words as you’d never felt so good in your life. He began pinching your clit between his fingers as he moved at a ruthless pace. You were practically screaming as he made you cum for the second time, your fingernails pressed so hard into his arm you were sure you pierced skin.

He moved his hand away from your clit and moved both hands back to your hips, steadily pistoning himself in and out of you at a slower pace as he bit down into your neck, blood spurting out into his mouth as he suctioned his lips around the punctures, sucking in the sweet liquid as you felt heat spread throughout your body, most intensely in your neck.

He only needed to thrust a few more times before spilling into you, the taste of your blood pushing him over the edge. Your body begins to go limp under him as your exhaustion kicks in from the post-orgasm bliss. Taehyung’s hand moved up to cup the cheek on the opposite side from where he was drinking, rubbing his thumb back and forth to comfort you, the other gently rubbing your thigh as he paced himself; drinking slowly to make sure you didn’t lose too much too fast.

He moved his tongue, licking over the broken skin on your neck as your fingers moved up and down his side, counting his ribs to try to keep your brain awake. You’d never even come across a vampire that you were aware of, let alone had one drink directly from you, so you really didn’t know if you were supposed to feel this tired.

As the blood stops and your neck starts to slowly heal over, Taehyung leaves a gentle kiss over the irritated skin, then moves up your neck, leaving soft kisses everywhere until he made it back up to your lips. He smiled against your lips as you made an attempt to kiss him back, using most of your energy to do so.

“It’s okay, Y/n, you can go to sleep. You’ll be okay, I promise,” You nodded softly, not opening your eyes to see him down at you lovingly, forever grateful to have moved into this building.

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silv3rswirls · 2 years

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Frenzy

Summary: He'd have to force himself to stop feeding; he wasn't an animal after all. Warnings: Vampire au, descriptions of blood, unedited for now

As his touch moved over the apple of your cheek his smile dropped. Thoughts of she’s cute, I suppose and perhaps I’ll choose someone else disappeared. His fingertips barely grazed your skin as the thought of tearing into you blurred his vision. To gnaw into your neck with the ferocity of an animal, while blood pooled in his mouth and spilled onto their clothing and floor. Your eyes would shoot open, maybe you'd try to push him away as his ears rang with curdled screams of agony.

He didn’t act on his fantasies.

Taehyung swallowed, throat painfully dry all of a sudden. Blinking until his vision unblurred he was met with you still sound asleep beside him. Arm curled over your stomach and head turned away, soft twirls of hair just waiting to be pushed away from your neck just for him. There was no blood spilling from you, all Taehyung could find were faint droplets sliding against his tongue from where his fangs had retracted and dug into it. He stood, clearing his throat and turning away.

He couldn’t remember the last time such violent thoughts passed through his head. His family wasn’t like that- they weren’t animals. Control over one's shelf was a pride, taking a long time to master, but in the end, it led his bloodline to one of the oldest, most well-renowned in the vampiric world. They weren’t animals like others; hunting for sport, leaving mangled bodies carelessly, draining every drop they could get. Taehyung fed when he was hungry, for enjoyment from time to time. But never had the desire to tear apart a poor soul caught him.

“I’m just hungry,” he told himself, his appetite had worsened lately. “Just feed and get it over with” he turned back to you, swiftly coming to sit beside you. With an arm settled around your waist, he held you up and let your head fall to the side. He brushed your hair away and with eyes laid upon supple skin, a hand upon your own as he dips down. The soft beat of your pulse rang in his ears as his lips caress your neck and search for the perfect spot; fangs retracting when he finds it. He pauses just for a moment- until he can’t stand it anymore. His fangs break skin with no resistance and a rush muddies his head, a feeling he’s not familiar with when it came to feeding. His brow crinkles, blood spilling into his mouth as he hums in contentment; fangs sinking deeper into your neck as he slips into a frenzy of hunger. It’s messy, dribbles of blood and saliva drop against your dress and slide to the pristine bed sheets.

He knows that it's time to stop, but he struggles to let you go.

His resistance had crumbled the moment he made up his mind about feeding from you. How amazing was it that a few delicate touches would undo his composure? All previous thoughts stopped in their tracks. Now there is only one desire, one wish, and Taehyung can faintly recognize his mistake in giving in.

It feels almost painful to pry himself away, but the thought of draining you and leaving you limp and lifeless was enough to force himself away. He stands, watching your body fall against the bed, crimson stained what seemed to be everything. Blood drips from his parted lips, his breathing heavy as he backs away; fearful he really had killed you.

But he can see the soft rise of your chest, the sleep he had put you under still working wonders as he lets out a sigh. He sits beside you once again. The red that had spilled onto his sheets was breathtaking as he watched the last few slip from the bite wound.

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human-psyche · 9 months

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HOUSE OF THE RISING RED.

" for them, eternity could last an hour, and an hour infinity... "

title: house of the rising red

characters: jungkook x reader

genre: romance, dark, vampire!jungkook, slightly older!jungkook, mature content

about: when y/n's millionaire family faces bankruptcy, they are reduced to moving in an antique mansion on belle-île-en-mer island, property owned by jeon jungkook一 a so called distant relative whose mysterious persona preceds their questionable blood ties. y/n discovers there is more to the mansion, to the island, and particularly to the secrets surrounding the ungodly handsome jungkook, submerging herself in a history of the preternatural.

a/n: chapter one will be up soon, share if you like. also follow me for more bts stories and content, and feedback is much welcome.

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"Mr. Kim, I don't have time for stupid games. Step aside."

"And if I don't?"

"If you don't, we'll have a problem." the imposing presence of Jungkook makes itself known next to her.

She feels his hand on her lower back, his fingertips sending a slight shiver up her spine even through the thin fabric of her dress. Y/n glances to him, he's an epitome of perfection, from the top of his styled hair to his formal suit, but his eyes are fixed on Taehyung in a challenging stare.

Taehyung has the inclination to say something, it's clear this is not his first encounter with Jungkook. He doesn't in the end, swallowing a discontented gulp of his glass before walking away.

"Are you okay?" Jungkook's head swivels to her.

"I'm fine." she discreetly puts some distance between herself and the dark haired man, still avoiding to look him in the eyes. It's like he has such piercing gaze, searching for an inkling inside her that she's foreign to...

"Come, let's get you a drink. Don't just stand there all night." he grabs her wrist, not bothering with her evasion of him.

Her options are limited, she lets him maneuver her through the hallway and to a calm place in the foyer.

Jungkook whispers an order to one of the maids, not a minute later the woman's return bringing an iced, red colored drink with her on a tray that is unlike the champagne most other guests consume.

"I don't want alcohol."

"It's not. It's a cherryade receipe from Greece."

Satisfied with that explanation, Y/n accepts the glass, taking a few sips. The taste of sourcherries mixes a combination of sour, bitter and sweet, its fruity perfume offering it an aromatic taste. "Do you travel? Some of the items in the mansion are originar to other countries from Europe."

"You noticed?" he muses at her keen sense of observation. "Not anymore. I used to travel before old man Franco died and I inherited the mansion. I have to take care of business here." though that's not the entire truth.

"Aunt Charlotte told us you got your doctorate to the best university in France, why stay here when you could have become a successful businessman somewhere in a big city?"

"This island has sentimental value to me." his gaze dips upon her while she's glimpsing over the attendees of the party.

Y/n sees how it lingers on the curve of her neck from the corner of her eye, his irises darkening imperceptively, and she's shaken back to reality: even if he comes off as an ordinary man, it doesn't change the peculiarity of last night's scene.

"I know this might offend you, but please stay away from my sister." she hands him the drink, finally confronting the unspoken issue. "She's interested in you but if you have ill intentions, I ask you to think carefully about this. I will not let you harm my family in any way."

Jungkook chuckles. "Brave little thing, aren't you?" his touch is edged with the tug of his lips upward, stroking a strand of her hair between his thumb and index finger. "Pretty, too..."

Her brows knit, he's not taking her seriously, yet it's not just because she's a girl.

It's because she's unaware of many things.

"But are you really worried for your sister or for yourself?" he towers over her, once again messing her unyielding composure. "Do you want me to stay away from her...or from you?"

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Sink Into Me | JK

pairing: jk x fem!reader

genre: slight angst

rating: general audiences

word count: 1.1k

summary: on an eerie halloween night you and your friends decide to explore into an abandoned ‘haunted’ house — except, it’s not abandoned.

warnings: slight mention of blood; vampire jungkook; mentions of darkness; halloween in august lol sorry i was inspired by the above picture

posted: thrus august 11, 2022 at 5:00pm

A swift breeze blew by as you stood before the massive rundown mansion in your rather cheap vampire costume, your best friends Taehyung and Jimin right by your side. It was Halloween night and though there were an abundance of parties invading the usual silence of the stark night, your friends were of course, drawn to danger.

And now you were just steps away from the mahogany door mimicking the tinge of blood stains.

“Are we sure we wanna go in there?” there was a tint of fear painted behind the colors of his voice, “just look at the condition of this place. What if the roof falls on our head as soon as we step in or something?”

“We already walked here though,” Jimin whined now exasperated by your continuing hesitancy - this was your hundredth time complaining about the whole idea (according to them).

“Yeah,” Taehyung began, “I mean we’re already here. Might as well scope the place around. What’s the harm in that?”

“Well there's a lot on the line.”

“Like what?” Jimin asked.

“Death - or being haunted by a creepy fucking ghost for the rest of our lives. I don’t know.”

“Now, you’re just making excuses. And we’re not leaving you out here so you-” Taehyung pulled you by the hand leading you towards the entrance, “—coming with us.”

“Fine! but if I die..”

“You won’t-” Jimin said, “we’ll just stick together. Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

With intertwined hands they stepped forward as Taehyung turned the knob to the unlocked door and into the ill-lit manor.

“Remember our phones will have no signals in there - if you happen to get lost just yell out and we’ll come and find you, alright?”

You and Jimin nodded.

“Taehyung?” You called out, “Jimin?”

There was nothing. Not a whistle nor a peep. Just an immensely profound silence bouncing off the onyx colored walls. Upon exploring the house to find your best-friends you used your phone for some source of direction but were only met with crimson drapes and dark corners and a tauntingly unblemished home. The cleanliness and upkeep of the place was certainly odd and while the exterior looked like this place was falling apart - it definitely looked like someone could be living here.

Someone could be living here.

The five words replayed in your head like a broken record and right away you could feel your palms growing clammy, your heart strummed rapidly at your chest while a glacial chill rivered down your spine.

Someone could be living here.

Again it continued its looping those damned words.

“Park Jimin and Kim Taehyung, this is not funny,” your upper extremities adopted a shakiness and you weren’t really sure if it would cease at all for days to come, “please come out so we can go.”

Yet you only stumbled across another dead end.

“Fuck this house,” you scoffed.

“So you parade around my home invading my personal space in your rather offensive get-up and now you’re also speaking ill of it,” His voice was soft — like velvet — entirely smooth and although you knew there was a rush of panic racing through your bloodstream, there was also a sense of comfort willing to calm your nerves down in the slightest.

You turned slowly, your eyes met a boy — no, man? I don’t know — around your age. With the luminance emitting from your phone you made out his pale tone making black-on-black get up stand out all the more.

“Care to not blind me in the process?” He placed a hand over his ruby eyes as my phone was directed directly at his face.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered, rapidly turning off the flashlight feature, “so uh— this is your home?”

“Yes, it is.” The room was now entirely invaded with darkness and you could only make out his figure standing just feet from you, “may I ask why you’re here uninvited?”

“Well you see Mr.— ” You trailed off.

“Jungkook is fine.”

“Ok. Jungkook, well as you may probably know it is Halloween night and since your lovely home is infamous for being abandoned and haunted,” you mumbled out the last part hoping he wouldn’t be able to hear you, “my best friends, entirely their idea not mine by the way. Thought, it would be great to come and pay a visit.”

“Some real original friends you have.” His head now tilted, “every year on Halloween some idiot has the same idea.”

“I never said they were bright.”

“So,” Jungkook began, “—where are you friends?”

“I lost them some minutes ago,” You said, “but again we never meant to disturb your peace. You truly do have a lovely home. A bit dark but still lovely.”

A light-hearted giggle erupted from the other side of the room and the sound alone was enough to cause her heart to race. A soft ballad began playing in a far distance - she could barely make it out but its rhythm was enchanting and all she wanted was to follow the trail leading towards its source.

“Yeah, I’m not acquainted with the sun is all.”

“Why not?”

“Just a skin thing.”

You sighed, “that’s a shame.”

“Not entirely — I thrive in the nighttime,” he closed the small distance between their bodies, “I’ve adapted to being nocturnal.”

His eyes ignited under the soft rays of the moon spotlighted on the two of them. They were a rich red hue from where you stood just a couple of inches below him and his scent wasn’t too far off from that of rich amber and pine — a rather warm combination.

“You smell nice,” your lips uttered before you could register what was said.

A smile carved on his face, “thank you. You smell quite enticing yourself.”

Two pearly white fangs sparkled sat behind opposite ends of his cherry tainted lips. A trail of blood painted his chin as it continued its way down to his neck.

“You really live up to the vampire persona don’t you?”

Jungkook shrugged, “A little.”

“What are you gonna bite my neck too?”

“Do you want me to?” The same beaming smile was still displayed at his features.

You laughed, “Uh, maybe another day.”

“Another day,” He mumbled, almost setting a reminder for himself, “it was nice meeting you.”

“Taehyung, I found her! She’s in here!” Jimin yelled down the hall, he stood at the doorframe of the room.

“It was ni—” you began but he was gone. Vanishing into thin air and almost like the whole encounter was just a mere fiction of your imagination.

“Come on. Let’s get out of here.” your best friends exclaimed, leading you away from the house and Jungkook all at once.

authors note: this is my first time writing on tumblr in a long time so pls give me some feedback if you encounter this.

please note: i wrote this during my lunch break and i did not get to proof read so excuse any errors — this is also a drabble from another drabble i wrote like a yr ago w the same plot lol

thank you for reading <3

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