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Mon cœur T’appartient + P. Jimin

❋ “just let me love, you”

⇢ Pairing: Werewolf!Park Jimin x oc ft. Seokjin, Taehyung, Namjoon, and Guk

⇢ College!Au, f2l, Werewolf!au

⇢ Word Count: 15.8k (she thick)

⇢ Smut, Fluff, Baby Angst, Sexual Tension

⇢ Warnings: Minor injury description, instances of peril, violence, Cockwarming, Squirting, Penetrative Sex, Unprotected Sex (pls use protection we don’t need more Gemini's), Oral (f & m receiving and giving) Cum, cum and cum, Fingering, Size Kink... , Impregnation kink (kinda), Dirty talk, Rough sex (ish) pussy slapping, spanking, Knotting ;), Multiple Orgasms, Pet names, edging, use of a toy, use of the word ‘bitch’, uh is that it lol

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3:35 AM

You rubbed your eyes under the lense of your reading glasses- the laptop screen reflected back harshly at your vision. You were currently sitting on the couch, huddled in blankets, furiously typing away at your keyboard. It was nearing the end of the term, and you had a lot on your plate. In this instance you had an essay due for your economics 103 class, and it had to be a 5,500 word essay on the statics of the economy over time. You had 2,000 words now and you were slowly losing motivation. Mugs of now cold coffee, scattered the wooden coffee table, along with notes haphazardly strewn across the oak.

You think that you would be snuggled in bed right now, with your baby blue futon wrapped snugly around you. But that wasn’t the case. You were at your best friend Jimin’s apartment, at 3:35am.

What? He has faster wifi.

Anyway, you were sure that you were pretty much typing with your eyes closed by now. Deft finger tips tapping at a slower pace, your hands eventually fell slack as your head fell against your iMacs keyboard.

“___?” a quiet, but husky voice called from the hallway. You barely mumbled back a audible noise as Jimin walked over and saw your hazy state.

“___, it’s almost 4. What are you still doing up?” he asked, rubbing his eyes. He walked to the couch where you were situated and peered down at you. Swollen eyelids and puffy cheeks were slightly hidden by your messy hair. Glasses haphazardly pushed on your freckled nose. Jimin cooed tickling your nose a bit. You scrunched up your nose, lazily swatting his hand away.

“Stop it you mutt,” you grunted. Jimin chuckled bending down to shuffle your notes together. As he walked over to the sink to wash out your used coffee mugs, you pulled yourself up from your arms and rubbed your eyes tiredly. Jimin walked over to you, placing his hands on your shoulders, massaging the taut muscle. You held back a groan as his ring clad fingers gently moved back and forth.

“Your so tense, little one.” Jimin softly spoke, resting chins atop your head. Humming you leaned back your head on the couch, resulting him moving to look down at you.

His deep red hair, no longer held in place by gel, was parted in the middle. The black roots peeking out, it looked soft and glossy and you couldn’t help but reach back and run your finger through a curled strand near his ear. Slate grey eyes followed your movements as you slowly scratched his head.

“You need to go bed, and if you keep doing that I’m not going to let you.” Jimin joked removing your hand and playing with your fingers. You whined turning to face him on the couch. Pouting, you lolled your head into the cushion of the couch. Jimin patted your back,

“C’mon up,” he said putting his hands under your arms and lifting you up. You allowed your tired body to be encompassed in his strong arms. You wrapped your arms around his neck, and looped your legs around his waist as his strong arms held you steady by your thighs. You breathed in slightly by his neck, the smell of orange and fresh cut grass lulled you into a more hazy state. Jimim shivered a bit at your warm breath tickling his neck, as he walked into his room. He gently placed you on the bed, and you immediately curled into the sheets. Jimin smiled at you, as you began to doze off. He gently pulled your glasses off, setting them on the bedside table. He pulled your socks off, because he knew you hated sleeping with them on.

“Good night, little one.” he spoke softly, ghosting a kiss on your cheekbone. He was about to walk out to go sleep on the pull out couch, when fingertips tugged at his pajama pants. He turned around to look down at you, in the dim lighting coming from the hall.

“Stay with me,” you mumbled with your eyes barely open. Jimin felt his chest tighten as he peered down at you. Your hair was splayed against the cotton pillow, and your lips and cheeks puffy. He thought you looked absolutely adorable. Sighing, Jimin walked out the door to turn the hall light off before coming back into the room. You watched him in the dark lighting. You could make out his toned figure as he pulled his nightshirt over his head, and throwing it on the floor. You felt your cheeks heat up despite not being able to see him fully.

What the hell is wrong with you? Yeah, Jimin has always made you flustered and it’s not like you haven’t seen him shirtless after he goes on a run with his pack. Or when you guys have gone swimming. You are brought out of your thoughts when you feel a dip in the bed. You turn your body to look at Jimin laying next to you, his body facing away from you. You frown, reaching a tentative hand to touch his bare back.

“Jimin,” you whine, sitting up and placing your chin in the crevice of his neck. You rub your nose into his neck You rub your nose into his neck, and try to get a reaction out of him.

You rub your nose into his neck, and try to get a reaction out of him.

“I’m cold, please cuddle me,” you pouted. Jimin sighed and turned to face you, removing yourself from his neck you poked his face. Jimin couldn’t contain his grin, you could tell even with the dim lighting. You found yourself beginning to smile as he pulled up his side of the sheets and you shimmied yourself in. You sighed in content as you nuzzle your face into his bare chest, bringing your hands up to his pectorals.

Jimin sucked in a breath as he felt your lips skim his clavicle as you told him goodnight. Hesitantly, Jimin brought his arm around your small frame, and pulled you closer. Sighing, he skimmed his lips against your forehead and fell into an abyss of sleep.

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Jimin woke up before you the next morning. He blinked a bit at the sun peeking through the blinds. A grey film dusted the room, as flecks of dust fell across his vision. Pushing his hair out of his face, he felt a weight pressing against his body. Turning a bit, he saw you. Cheek squished into the pillow, soft snores coming from your mouth. Tiny hands holding onto his bicep. He smiled a bit, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

Jimin had pack duties to attend to, since he already graduated from university. He spent most of his time tending to pack things. Jimin was brough of his thoughts when you felt you shift your weight to face the other way. His eyes widened a bit as he felt your bum situate itself onto his crotch, as you pushed back a bit to get more comfortable. Jimin muttered a fuck, as he felt himself begin to grow hard as your perky bottom rubbed back and forth. His hard cock was right in between your two globes.

“This isn’t happening, please tell me this isn’t happening.” Jimin groaned, trying to remove himself from you. As much as Jimin would love you take you on all fours and make you his bitch, he knew you didn’t see him that way. Ever so carefully, he removed his arm from under the pillow your head was on and got up. His dick was practically throbbing as he exited the room to go take a very cold shower.

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You sat in the café that was on your university’s campus. You still were trying to finish your economics essay for your semester grade, but on top of that your photography teacher sprung a portfolio on your class that was due in a week and a half. Sighing, you held your mug of hot pumpkin hot chocolate, you hated hot coffee, in your cold hands. The weather has been brutal the past two weeks. With snow and hail, Jimin didn’t want you staying out late. Sadly, you had to walk everywhere today because Jimin had to borrow your car due to his being in the shop. You thought since he is a wolf he could you know… shift. So today you had to take the bus home, which only left you about 30 more minutes to work before you had to go home.

Home has been Jimin’s place the past two weeks, I mean you practically moved in. Your shampoo and conditioner is there, a lot of your clothes. Hell even your cute polka-dotted toothbrush was there. You laughed to yourself remembering when Jimin ran out of the bathroom screaming saying he used your toothbrush. Idiot.

Your phone buzzed on the table. Placing your drink down you looked, it was a text from Jimin.

7:47pm [chimmy]: sorry love, going to be home late again. You better go to sleep on time or your ass is mine. xX

Your cheeks heated up a bit, you don’t know why the provocative text caught you off guard because Jimin is like that all the time.

7:48pm to:[chimmy] k loser, don’t wreck my car or ur dick is mine ;) xx

Moving you fingers back and forth a bit before you press send immediately the little bubbles popped up to indicate he was typing.

7:48pm [chimmy]: mm sounds good to me little one.

You felt something pull in your stomach, as your eyes widened at the context of his message. Staring at the message, you shook your head, tossing the sleek device in your bag. Jimin could never feel that way about you. I mean he is a werewolf, strong and handsome. You are a human, plain and meek. Feeling yourself deflate at the reality, you got back to work to distract yourself from the sinking feeling of disappointment.

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Long story short, you missed the bus and it was snowing. And Jimin’s apartment was two miles from campus.

“Fucking hell!” you screamed into the cold night. Kicking your sneaker into the snow, you sighed and sat down on the bench. That was the last bus, that went from the school to the bus stop near the apartments. Wrapping your hands around your text book and laptop, you looked down both ends of the sidewalk that were lit up by street lamps. You could either walk the two miles and risk getting frostbite, or call Jimin. Not even thinking you stuck your hand into your coat pocket and fished out your phone, pressing the speed dial for Jimin’s number you held it up to your cold ear.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

“Hey it’s Jimin! You know what to do at the,” beep.

Disappointment began to flood you, and you called again. And again. And again. By the 6th time you gave up, and you could feel warm tears start to build up. Guess you would have to walk home. Sniffing, you put your phone back in your pocket and began to walk in the direction of home.

It has only been about 20 minutes, and you tried to occupy yourself with getting ahold of Jimin. You decided to cut through the park because it was faster. As you were walking, you were more focused on what was happening on your phone, than paying attention to the sheet of ice you were about to slip on.

Next thing you know, you slip right which results in your textbook and laptop skidding out of your hand along with your phone. You are so fed up with tonight, you don’t even get up.

“Ouch,” you say quietly, lamely. Tears welling in your eyes for the second time. You push yourself up on your elbows. The only light source is the full moon and a streetlamp. Your laptop and textbook are a few feet in front of you and your phone is nowhere to be found. You feel something trickle from your nose, as you bring your hand up to your face you are pretty sure your nose is bleeding and you twisted something. Groaning, you sit yourself up on your bottom, and tilt your head back.

Jimin is so never using your car again. Pulling your backpack off, you decide you would rather die of frostbite at this point as you lay your head down and use it as a pillow. You don’t care to look and see if your laptop is broken, or care to look for your phone. You just look up at the moon as you feel your nose and ankle throb. You feel cold, but just lay there.

“___?” You sit up too quick and it makes your head throb. Squinting into the dark, you hear a set of footsteps.

“Oh my god, what happened!?” Another voice questions, the steps become quicker as you distinguish the voices. Laying back down, two figures crouch over you.

“Jin, Namjoon? How did you find me?” You question, as Namjoon helps you sit up.

“We smelt blood,” he says referring to your bloody nose, “And we were patrolling, and this park isn’t too far from the border. What happened?” Namjoon says, hand rubbing your spine. You stay quiet as Jin gets up and looks for your stuff.

“Jimin was using my car today, so I had to take the bus. But I missed it and decided to walk home but, I slipped and didn’t want to get up.” You say quietly. Namjoon presses his lips together as you continue, “Jimin wasn’t answering his phone either.” Namjoon sighs getting up and standing in front of you. He takes your face between his hands, moving it back and forth. He is the packs medic, along with Jin, the Beta.

“Even with my night vision and the street lamp, I can’t really assess the damage unless we go back to the pack house. Oh and Jimin? He has been in meetings all day,” Namjoon said releasing your chin and standing up, “So I am not really sure why he wasn’t answering.” Namjoon offers you a hand up, you take it but quickly stumble into his chest. Searing pain shoots up your ankle.

“Let’s hope that is just twisted and not sprained,” Namjoon says steadying you, “Me and Jin will shift and you can ride on me, is that okay?” He asks. You nod, knowing there isn’t any other choice. Leaning your weight on Namjoon, you two watch as Jin walks back over.

“Okay well, good news your laptop doesn’t have a scratch and your textbook is just a little wet.” you sigh in relief. “But,” he says as he holds out your phone. You groan, looking down at it. Even in the shitty lighting you can tell that it is completely cracked.

“Great,” you sigh. Guess you’ll have to buy a new one. Jin places your stuff in your backpack, as you three walk over to the edge of where the forest starts. Letting go of Namjoon for a second he begins to take his pants off. Cheeks heating, even in the cold you turn your head to give them some privacy. After a few seconds you hear a few cracks and huffing. Turning your head back you see two overly large wolves, one an ashy blonde and one a slate grey. Having seen Jimin shift on a few occasions, it still amazes you that creatures like this existed. Namjoon trots over to you, clothes in his mouth, he bends down gesturing you to get on. Hoping on your uninjured ankle, you swing a leg over the large animal. Gripping Namjoons fur, you yelp as he immediately begins running into the forest.

You hold on tight as he jumps over fallen trees, and dodging obstacles. You smile and look up into the sky. The tall oak and pine trees part to give you a view of the waning moon. The cold air nips at your red cheeks as you forget about the fact that there is blood dripping down your nose and that your ankle is throbbing. Eventually Namjoon comes to a stop near the fountain in front of the pack house. You have only been to the pack house once, but it never failed to excite you.

Letting you off his back you sit on the cold concrete of the fountain. Looking around the courtyard, it is relatively quiet besides a few pack members walking around the border.

“Ready?” Namjoon says next to you, now fully clothed. Nodding, Namjoon pulls your arm around his neck and lifts you up as Jin saunters in front of both of you with your bookbag in his hand.

Seokjin opens the large door to the house, immediately warmth envelopes your cold cheeks. The overall house is very large, with tall ceilings and an open floor plan. Dark oak floors are lit up by dimmed lighting. Namjoons sneakers tap on the floor as he walks over to the seating area. He helps you situate on the plush couch in front of the fireplace.

“One sec, gotta go get some stuff so sit tight.” He winks, a dimple embedded in his grin. You nod, leaning back into the cushions. Exhaustion is taking over you slowly. You look at the fireplace in front of you. It crackles quietly, scorching heat into the room. Seokjin walks over to you, and hands you a cup of tea.

“Thank you.” you say quietly, taking the cup from him. Jin nods, returning to the kitchen. Your fingertips run around the rim of the cup, the heat defrosts your numb hands. Bringing the cup up to your nose you breath in the scent of chamomile.

“Okay, so let’s get you cleaned up and look at your ankle, yeah?” Namjoon says finally returning. Placing the scalding cup on the rug next to you, you sit up as Namjoon rummages through a large bag of medical supplies. Snapping on some rubber gloves, he takes a wet towelette, and dabs at the dried up blood around your nose and lips. You stare at the floor as he is situated between your legs. After a few seconds, he pulls back to inspect his work.

A dimpled grin once again takes over his face, “Beautiful,” he winks, crumpling up the wipe. You snort and punch him in the shoulder. He chuckles as he scoots back to look at your ankle.

“Alright princess, scoot forward for me so I can take a look.” You nod scooting forward so your leg sticks out more. He removes your sneaker and sock, and gently rolls up your damp jeans.

“Hmm,” Namjoon, holds your ankle on his thigh while he prods at the swollen area. “Well good news it’s not fractured or anything. But it’s really swollen and sprained, but you can still walk but you will just limp a little.” he says looking up at you. Breathing a sigh of relief, Namjoon gets up to get you some ice.

“You should be okay, the ice should help the swelling and hopefully the bruising will go down.” Seokjin says squatting in front of you. You nod as he hands you, your mug.

“Oh! I didn’t realize there were people here.” A new voice comes from the entrance to the common area. You whip your head back and see a girl, in a black silk robe who is hastily tying the ribbon together. You tilt your head a bit, looking at Namjoon and Seokjin who look mortified.

“What are you doing here Cho?” Namjoon questions, a bag of ice in his hand. His eyes dart to you a few times.

Cho, as you now know her giggles a bit and saunters over to the counter, leaning against the marble. You can’t help but feel a bit of envy? Who is she? You look like a pile of shit compared to her, you think.

“Well,” she begins, twirling a piece of her hair in her manicured fingers, “It’s Jimin’s pre-heat and no one else was here so you know he asked me, seeing as I’m usually the one who helps him through his actual heat.” She says bored, tapping the counter.

Your eyes widen, and before you realize it you drop your mug of scalding tea on the carpet. The only thing heard is the crackle of the fire, and the cup as it breaks. Cho’s eyes peer over to yours and they widen.

“Oh my gosh, are you okay?” she says rushing over to you to pick up the broken cup. You nod looking down at her, as she carefully picks up the porcelain. You look up at Seokjin and Namjoon, looks of guilt present in their eyes. Gulping you look down at Cho, and mutter a it was nice to meet you. She looks back at you, as you grab your bookbag. You disregard the fact that you only have one shoe on, and begin to walk out the door.

“Jin please take me home.” You say standing at the front door, hand on the brass knob. Looking back at Cho who just looks confused, you smile at her from the foyer.

“Tell Jimin that __, never wants to see him again.” you say, calmly. Smiling at her, you don’t even hear Namjoon calling your name as you exit the door and walk outside into the cold air. As you close the door, you inhale a shaky breath. A tear slides down your face, stinging the cold skin. Your surroundings muffled by the silent cries in your head. You barely register the door open, as Jin pulls you into his embrace.

You crumple into his arms, like ashes after a fire is burnt out. You collapse, as shaky sobs are wracked out of your tired body. You lost something you never had. But it still hurts so bad.

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You are sitting in your philosophy lecture when Kim Namjoon texts you.

11:47am [joonie b. jones]: please talk to him.

You watch your phone light up with the notification, before it goes dim again. A few days after the incident, you went a got a new phone and a new number. Hoping Namjoon and Jin wouldn’t give it to Jimin. It’s been two weeks now. You haven’t gone back to Jimin’s. Seen or spoken to him. It’s not that you hated him, you just didn’t have the emotional capacity to be in the same space as him without wanting to cry or cut his dick off with safety scissors.

Safety first. Jin would always say. I mean this whole situation could have been fine, if he would have answered his goddamn phone instead of sticking his penis into the vagina of someone else. But that’s his problem, so you will continue soaking in your cesspool of self loathe until you get the balls to talk to him.

Chin placed in the palm of your hand, you tapped your pen against your notes. Sighing, you pushed your glasses up your nose, and grabbed your phone to type a response.

11:51 to:[joonie b. jones] well that’s sad because i don’t think i can even look at him without wanting to cry a river. my tears could flood the han river joon.

You press send, and set your phone down. Luckily Jim brought your car back, so you had that now. The only downside is you had to work at the schools library now, because dammit your wifi was fine but not Jimin’s. You left some of your stuff over there including your beloved polka dotted toothbrush. You cared about that thing so much that you’ve been using your finger to brush your teeth. Sighing a bit, you wondered if Cho told Jimin what you said.

You didn’t care anymore, crying yourself to sleep every night wasn’t gonna fix the fact that you were right about Jimin not reciprocating said feelings. Your phone buzzed again.

11:53am [joonie b. jones]: well too bad its not monsoon season princess. look i am sorry but you gotta talk to him someday.

Rolling your eyes at his sarcasm, you replied with a ‘no i don’t, im fine crying every day :p’. Placing your phone down, you scribbled a few more notes before your professor announced that class was dismissed. Stretching in your chair, you gathered up your notes and stuffed them into your satchel. Picking up your laptop and your coat you walked out of class.

It was now way later in the day, around 8 and you were working in the library. Luckily your economics essay was done and submitted, now you were trying to finish your photography portfolio. There weren't many people in the library at this hour, and you were sitting at a desk with your laptop and camera. Pushing your glasses up your nose, you huffed a piece of hair that fell from your bun. Your brows were scrunched in concentration as you edited a candid shot of Seokjin in the snow. The assignment was to submit 5 candid shots of people, 5 shots of nature, and 2 shots of yourself. Once you were satisfied with the editing you uploaded it to your folder so you could print them later. You were clicking through the pictures to see if everything was good, when a picture of you and Jimin popped up. Your fingers stuttered over your mouse as you stared at the picture. The picture was taken a few weeks before situation happened. It was you and Jimin in the snow,a big grin on your faces.

He was dipping you, and staring at you with a big smile on his face. You were looking at the camera with a grin as well, with one arm outstretched and the other looped around Jimin’s neck. Jimin’s bright red hair contrasted nicely in the snow. Little flecks of white were noticeable in his roots. His circle glasses sat nicely on his defined face. You smiled at the picture as you unconsciously touched the screen with your finger and ran it down Jimin’s face. You missed him. A lot. You wanted to tell him that you weren’t mad, just hurt. But how would he understand when he didn’t even really do anything wrong? Well, besides ignoring your call and sticking his dick where it didn’t belong but that’s once again, besides the point.

“Hey __!” a deep voice said in front of you. You whipped your eyes up quickly at the sound of the voice. Kim Taehyung stood in front of you, a camera strapped around his neck and his book bag flung across his back. You smiled and gave him a small wave.

“Hi Tae,” you said back. Taehyung nodded towards your computer.

“Are you working on the portfolio as well?” He asked, setting a knee on the chair across from you. You looked down at your laptop.

“Um yeah, I am basically done though.” you said clicking out of the picture to go back to your desktop. You looked up at Tae, his slate eyes peered down at you like a predator hunting its prey. Taehyung is the beta of another pack around the area, he actually used to be Jimin’s beta but he was banned from the pack for murdering some humans. Long story.

Anyway, Jimin warned you to stay away from him just as a precaution but he has been nothing but nice to you, never overstepping his boundaries. Not like he could being a beta and all. Awkwardly tapping your fingers on the wooden table, you peered at the corner of your laptop screen to look at the time.

“Oh shit, sorry Tae it’s getting late. I should probably head home.” you said beginning to shuffle up your notes.

“Oh yeah, haha. It is getting pretty dark, let me walk you to your car?” he asked, gesturing toward the exit. As you were shoving your camera in the case, you looked up at him. He smiled at you, a rectangular shape taking over his features.

Blowing out a breath, “Yeah sure, why not?” you said hoisting your bag onto your shoulder. Walking through the rows of books, you and Tae said goodbye to the librarian, before exiting outside to the parking lot. The air was bit at your cheeks, and you immediately pulled your coat tighter. The parking lot was dark and pretty much empty. The asphalt is slick and wet, shining under the moon. The only thing that you could hear was you and Taehyung's steps as you walked to your car, along with Taehyung's humming. You held in a breath when you two finally got to your car. Balancing your laptop in your arm, you twisted around to find your keys.

“Thank you for walking me out Tae I really-,”

“Shh,” he harshly says to you. Looking up from your bag you look up at him. He is scanning the tree line that surrounds the library.

“Tae? What’s-,” he shushes you again.

“__, if you don’t shut the fuck up I will make you.” he says with a low growl in his tone. Your eyes slit at him as you stop looking in your bag.

“Taehyung!” you whisper yell. “Why are we-,”

“Run.” He says backing away and pushing your body into his. Your twist your face in confusion and before you can speak again, you see four pairs of yellow eyes emerge from the trees. Even across the parking lot, you can hear the low growls reverberate into the night. You drop your bag, slowly backing up.

You squint into the darkness, and see wolves slowly fill into the parking lot. Menacing growls come from their mouths.

“__, you need to run and don’t stop. Jimin’s pack house isn’t far from here, yeah? Go there. You’ll be safe. These are rouges, and so there is no way to negotiate with them.” Taehyung speaks lowly.

“Tae no, I am not leaving you here,” you say backing up, holding onto his sweater.

“Jimin will kill me if anything happens to you, go.” Taehyung says, no argument in his tone. You tug on his shirt causing him to whip around.

“I cannot outrun them Tae, shift and I can ride you to the pack house, please Tae. I cannot leave you here to die,” you desperately say, looking him in the eye. You can see him bite his lip in contemplation.

“Tae please!” you shout in desperation, as the rogues start to run towards the two of you.

“For fuck sake,” Taehyung murmurs taking your hand, and running. You almost trip over your legs as Taehyung practically thrusts you upwards with inhuman strength. You go a few feet in the air, you scream as your feet go out under you. Your hair whips in front of your face as the air makes your ears pop. Hearing the faint cracking below you. Taehyung shifts as you descend from the air and thankfully land on his back. Dazed a bit, you hold onto his fur as you her his huff. His paws thump in the snow, as he runs through to the back of the library. You lean onto his form, hand clutching his fur. You hear the rogues not too far from behind you, the snapping of twigs and paws.

You can barely see, as Taehyung cuts through the park where you slipped a few weeks ago. The moon illuminates his wolf fur, until you both disappear in the woods again. You look back and the rogues have seemed to disappear.

Confused, you tug on Taehyung's form. He comes to a slow in a snowy clearing, the trees parted to give a view of the moon.

“Taehyung I think-,” you whisper is cut short when your body is thrown of Taehyung into the snow. Coughing a bit, you hear a whine and see Taehyung's wolf lying near a tree. Your head pounds as you try and blink away the spots dotting your vision.

“Taehyung!” you shout, getting up on shaky knees and crawling over him. You wipe off the snow on him, and stroke his ear.

“Are you okay,” you ask. Taehyung’s whine turns into a growl, as he shakes the snow off his body and gets up. Still sitting on the snow you look up at him, his steely eyes trained on the wolf in front of him. Being a beta, Tae is much bigger in size but still you can’t help but be absolutely terrified. You look into the clearing, as Tae stands off with the wolf, low growls exchanged back and forth.

“My, my, what do we have here.” a new voice joins. Taehyung growls even louder and begins to bark.

“Ah Taehyung, still always trying to be a hero I see.” the voice chuckles. Your eyes widen as you see a man walk out from the trees, a smile on his face. Your eyes widen as you see his chest on display, with scars desecrating the once smooth surface. You see him grin, and he is overall very attractive. Taehyung’s body cracks and shifts, as he becomes human again

“What the hell do you want Jung,” Taehyung says with a snarl, shielding your body. You try and not stare at his bare ass that is directly in your face, a warm blush seeps across your cold cheeks.

“Ah, well you see, me and my friends here were on a lovely night stroll and I smelled the most delectable scent, and I had to know what it was.” he says, clasping his hands in front of him. “And when I spot you in the parking lot with this sweet flower,” he says gesturing to you, “I had to have a taste,” he says sliding his tongue across his lips. You shivered backing into the snow behind you.

“She’s already claimed Hoseok, you know the rules.” Taehyung says gritting his teeth. Claimed? You furrow your brows and look up at Tae.

Hoseok, as you now know him, laughs like a maniac.

“You mean by Park? Hmm, well I don’t smell him nor see a mark, so therefore she is ripe for the picking. I’m surprised you haven’t done anything considering the fact she’s ovulating. Are you really that dense Kim, bringing her out here at this time, tsk. I thought a Beta would be smarter than that,” Hoseok says with a smirk on his face. Your eyes widen at Hoseok’s vile words.

“Well it’s a good thing I’m stupid,” Taehyung says, charging at Hoseok and shifting. As soon as Taehyung jumps onto Hoseok, you hear the sounds of growls and bones cracking. And before you can even think you are on your legs running. You don’t know where you are going. Your legs are tired and jeans are damp from the snow, as you come to another clearing that is much larger. You know you are miles from campus now, so there is no way you can go back. You desperately look at your surroundings, but all you can see is woods and snow. Pulling at your hair, run behind a fallen tree and duck. Grabbing your phone, you quickly text Namjoon.

8:36pm [joonie b. jones]: namjoon please help.

You attach your location and press send, thankfully you have signal. Breathing heavily, you lay in the damp shrubbery as you try and decide what to do.

“Found you.” warm breath tickles your ear and before you even have time to process, you are being yanked by the hair and thrown over the log.

“Ouch,” you breath out, feeling the snow seep into your clothes.

“Oh sweet flower, you really shouldn’t come out here when you smell like that,” Hoseok says in a low voice. You pull yourself onto your elbows, as you scoot back and look at Hoseok.

He had a busted lip and some scratches, but other than that he looks completely fine.

“W-where is Taehyung, you asshole!” you practically scream at him trying to keep your voice steady. Hoseok stalks towards you, leaning down over you. The smell of metallic is present when he breathes.

“He is alive for now. Do not fret, sweet flower. Submit yourself to me, and I will let him go unharmed,” he says, smirking up close to your face. Curling your face in disgust, you inhale and spit in his face. Hoseok face curls into a sinister frown.

“You filthy human,” he growls bringing his hand back and slapping you. You feel the cold sting of his hand against your cheek as you yelp and curl back into the snow. You breath in heavily, your breath coming out in puffs due to the cold. Bringing your hand up to your lip, you feel it and it is definitely busted. Hoseok stands above you, a dark look in his eye is present even in the dim lighting.

“Such a shame, that a pretty flower like you has to die,” he says slowly. Before you can even react, he brings his hands around your neck and pushes your body up against the tree. He squeezes his hands around your throat and you slowly feel yourself losing oxygen. You kick your feet back and forth, trying to get him. Hoseok cages your legs between him. Black dots begin to fill your vision.

“This could all be solved if you were a cooperative bitch and just submitted to me,” Hoseok says calmly. You claw at his hands, desperately trying to get out of his hold.

“P-plea..” you could barely get out the word, as Hoseok squeezed harder. You felt yourself slipping. Hoseok runs his nose up your neck, and breathes in.

“Submit to me, flower. And Taehyung and you will be spared,” he whispered against your neck. You began to loosen your hold on his hands. Hoseok loosened the grip a bit so you could speak. Bringing a smile to your face in your last moments, you mustered up the last words you could.

“F-fuck. Y-you.” you stuttered, a smile on your face. Hoseok growled, baring sharp canines at your face. Before he could sink them into your skin, a strong growl reverberated throughout the forest. Before the dark could claim you, Hoseok was torn off you and you slid down the tree. Coughing and trying to inhale oxygen. Your vision was fuzzy but you could hear ripping sounds and growling, curses that sounded like Hoseok. You brushed a hand through your hair, to see a silver wolf attacking Hoseok.

“___! Oh my god, are you okay?!” you leaned against the tree, still trying to blink the spots away from your vision. Cold hands came up and cupped your neck. Blinking a few times, you saw like 20 Seokjin’s in front of you.

“Jin? Why are there so many of you?” you mumbled, bringing your hand in front of you. Jin rolled his eyes, and held your head up straight so it would stop drooping.

“God, what did the asshole do to you,” Jin said, seeing your busted lip and bruised face. You winced when his cold hands pressed against your sore neck. The growling and cursing soon ceased, and all that was heard was the tree branches brushing one another in the wind.

“___, oh my god. I am so sorry, I am so sorry. I wasn’t quick enough, I’m so sorry little one.” Jimin’s voice was rushed as he practically pushed Jin out of the way to look at you. You winced again as his hand brushed your sore cheek.

“Mm, Jimin,” you said blinking a bit. You could clearly see Jimin’s auburn hair in the dark of the forest. Jimin was still boiling in anger, and was blinded in pure rage as he ripped apart Hoseok. Jin placed a hand on Jimin’s shoulder.

“She will be okay, but she will be a bit sore and bruised.” Jin said looking down at your hazy state. Jimin gave a curt nod to his beta, and turned his attention back to you.

“Taehyung,” you spoke suddenly, trying to stand up, “Where is he? I-is he okay, Jimin,” you said trying to stand but fell into Jimin’s hold.

“Hey, calm down. Tae is okay, a bit scratched up, but he will live.” Jimin said holding your face in his hands so you could look at him. You nodded, tears welling up in your eyes.

“Jimin, I-I was so scared that you guys wouldn’t come and..” you trailed of thinking the worst. Jimin stood up and then quickly leaned down to hook his arm under your knees and lifting you up. You melted into his hold, not really caring if he was naked or not.

“Come on little one, let’s go home.” Jimin said, brushing his lips against your forehead. You nodded, and finally closed your eyes and let exhaustion engulf you.

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You woke up with a startle the next morning. Blinking a bit, you rubbed the sleep out of your eyes. Peering around the room you noticed that you were in Jimin’s bed, but not with Jimin.

Laying on the pillow still, you turned your head to see a glass of water and some aspirin. Slowly sitting up, you swung your legs over the edge of the bed and gulped down the water and took the pills. Setting the glass down, you looked down at what you were wearing. Just a large grey t-shirt and no pants.

Who changed you?

Running a hand through your ratty hair, you stood up from the bed and stretched your sore muscles. Opening the door, you peeked your head out, to look down the hall.

“Jimin? Hello?” you spoke fully opening the door. But no sound came back to you. Exiting the room you walked down the hall to the living room, Jimin’s shoes were gone off the rack. Where is he?

Confused, you looked around when your face came into view with the mirror situated next to the front door. You walked closer to it, to get a look at your face. Your lip was still split, but the blood was gone. Your cheekbone, was a hue of nasty violets and pinks. Touching your reflection in the mirror, you felt yourself frown as you saw the bruises around your neck as well. Faint fingerprints imprinted into your once smooth skin.

All of a sudden the front door opened, a cold breeze rushed through but was gone the second the door closed. Jimin walked in not aware you were standing there. He was wiping the snow off himself. Auburn hair dusted with snowflakes as he removed his shoes. He was carrying a bag, and after he took his shoes of he jumped a bit seeing you stand in front of the mirror.

“Your awake.” Jimin spoke looking at you. You nodded, stepping back a bit. The tension was thick in the room, and awkward air surrounded the both of you. Jimin cleared his throat.

“I uh, got some breakfast. I didn’t know if you were hungry. Namjoon is stopping by later to-,” you cut him off as you rushed up to him, wrapping your arms around his middle and clutching his jacket.

A big fat tear rolled down your face, cooling your warm skin. Jimin immediately reciprocated, hugging you gently by holding your waist and head to his body.

“You saved me.” It was a statement. You buried your face in his chest. Jimin held you tighter before letting go and lifting your chin to look at him.

He frowned, rubbing the tears away gently. He ran his thumb across your bruised cheek and down to your lip. Your mouth parted instinctively as he rubbed the skin.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t there sooner. If I was a second late you could’ve-.” He stopped himself, pulling his plush lips into a flat line. You stared at him, leaning into his hand.

“I’m also sorry about Cho.” your eyes widened. Lips parted in shock, you felt warmth seep into your cheeks.

“I uh, why would you apologize about that,” you stuttered not looking him in the eye. Jimin paused searching for the right words.

“You are my friend, my best friend actually. I shouldn’t put worldly pleasures before you little one.” Jimin said tilting his head to look at you. Your heart deflated a bit. Friends.

“It’s okay,” you whispered. Smiling a bit, you took his hand that held your cheek, kissing his palm.

“I promise to never put anyone above you like that again,” Jimin said pulling you in for a hug. You brought your arms around his neck, as he rocked back and forth slowly.

“I promise.” he said. You wanted to scream, yell. Shout at Jimin and confess how you feel about him. Your best friend. The one that always has been there for you, always putting you first. But at the same time you wanted to keep your emotions bottled up; scared of the what ifs. So you settled for this. Loving a man who saw you as a friend. You settled for Jimin just here and now. Holding you and making promises you knew he was gonna keep but didn’t have to. You settled for just Jimin. And that's enough.

[1 month later]

“I hate Christmas shopping, so why do you insist on dragging me here?” Jimin whined hanging on the cart. You laughed picking through the obnoxious looking ornaments. Such a whiny Alpha.

“Because you are so insistent on going with me everywhere that isn’t our own home,” you said looking back at him. Jimin rolled his eyes, walking over to wear you were standing. He wrapped his arms around your waist behind you, and skimmed his nose on your cheek.

“Little one, don’t be so mean. You won’t like the outcome,” he joked, his fingers beginning to tickle your sides. You yelped, thrashing in his hold as his fingers assaulted your hips.

“J-Jimin! Stop I swear to God-!” you wheezed turning around to punch him in the stomach. He laughed backing up, putting his hands up in surrender. You playfully glared your eyes at him as he stuck his tongue out at you. Rolling your eyes, you threw some ornaments in the cart and jutted your hip against his leg to move. You two didn’t even notice the old lady standing at the other end of the aisle, smiling at you two.

“You two are such a lovely couple, so lively.” she said in a raspy but warm voice. You felt your cheeks warm at her comment and before you could reply, Jimin wrapped his arms around you caging you to the handle of the cart.

“Thank you so much, she’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” Jimin said placing his chin on your shoulder. You brought your hand up to your face to hide the blush that began to seep across your face. You heard the lady laugh as Jimin planted a kiss on your cheek.

Eventually she went to another aisle and you turned around and glared at the man behind you.

“Park Jimin! Why would you lie to her,” you said pushing his chest. Jimin’s face spread into a grin as he walked in front of the cart.

“I didn’t lie though, I didn’t even say we were dating.” you were about to rebuttal that statement when you realized he didn’t say that. But he did say you are the best thing that’s ever happened to him. Your eyes widened and you swear your whole body turned red like when cartoon characters eat something spicy.

“And I meant it,” he finished dragging out the ‘it’. He walked into a different aisle while you stood there for 5 minutes until a worker came up to you and asked if you were okay.

“__! Hurry your slow ass up.” Taehyung called from downstairs. You rolled your eyes walking out of the bathroom, carefully not to step on your dress. Jimin invited you to the annual Christmas ball for the surrounding packs. It was mainly just the Alpha’s and Beta’s, but this year it was offered to all adults 21 and older. You were hesitant at first, not feeling comfortable being the only person there that didn’t howl at the full moon, but after begging and him offering you food, you agreed. Since it was a ball, you couldn't show up in the short black dress you were originally gonna wear. So instead, by the motherly help of Seokjin, he picked out a whole ball gown. And when he said ballgown he meant bippity-boppity your Cinderella for this ball, bitch. He managed to put you in an off the shoulder white ball gown. Although the dress was pretty it was mostly tulle, which was so damn itchy. But Seokjin insisted when he saw the gold rhinestone detail across the bodice, he was sold. Golden flowers were layered across the skirt, giving some detail to the dress. Tulle sleeves rested a few inches above your elbow, and they itched but beauty is pain as they say. You looked into the mirror one last time, your managed to put curlers in your rats nest that you call hair. The curls were huge, and you pinned some pieces in the back with a gold hair piece.

Taehyung let you borrow his long ass crystal earrings, which matched. You left your neck bare and probably smacked a pound of highlighter on your collarbones to make them shimmer.

“__, Jimin is already there and he is going to kill me- woah.” Taehyung’s voice dropped an octave lower as he eyed you. Trying to contain your blush, you looked at him through the mirror of your bathroom.

“Keep your tail down boy,” you snorted patting his shoulder as you walked out of the bathroom. Picking up your heels and clutch, you turned to face Taehyung.

“Ready?” he asked, gesturing to the door.

“As I will ever be,” you muttered walking out the door, and off to the ball you went.

After you and Taehyung struggled fitting your big ass dress in the car you were finally on your merry way. The whole ride there you tried not to pick at your manicured nails, so you opted for playing with the diamond bracelet Jimin got you as an “I am sorry for sticking my dick in someone when I should have answered your call” apology gift. You two finally arrived at the Venue, and as the valet helped you out of the car you couldn’t help but feel nervous.

“Hey, it’ll be fine! It’s not like werewolves eat humans princess,” Taehyung joked, allowing you to hold onto his arm. You rolled your eyes as you held onto your clutch and dress at the same time as you two walked down the hallway of the expensive hotel. Your heels tapped against the marble floor, as Taehyung led you to the hall where the ball was. Soft Christmas music could be heard before you entered.

Right as you got to the double doors, two men pulled them open as you and Tae entered. You felt your grip tighten, as he led you to where Jimin was. You could feel people eye you as you kept pace with Taehyung, but you politely smiled and nodded at anyone who acknowledged you.

“Jimin! There you are, sorry we are late. Miss Princeass over here was taking forever,” Tae said gesturing to you. You rolled your eyes letting go of Taehyung to see Seokjin, Namjoon and Jimin standing around a table. Namjoon choked on his flute of champagne, Seokjin wiped fake tears away saying “Damn I’m good,” and Jimin’s grip tightened on his glass as something carnal seeped into his eyes.

“Woah, __, you look amazing,” Namjoon said, taking a napkin from the nearby waiter and patting his face with it. You smiled at him and did a little curtsey. You eyed Jimin, and you had to do a double take because he looked, ravishing. He recently dyed his silver and it complimented his steely grey eyes very well. The top was parted perfectly, so one side fell into his eyes. He wore a patterned grey tuxedo jacket, on top of an all black high neck dress shirt. Little grey ruffles stuck out from under the collar. Simple black dress pants brought it all together.

Jimin tinked his rings on his champagne flute, to get your attention. You blinked making eye contact with him, he smiled at you.

“Little one, you look absolutely beautiful. Stunning.” He said in a low voice, eyes becoming hooded. You walked over to him, a burst of confidence shot through you as you took Jimin’s champagne and took a sip. Placing it back into his hand, you smiled at him.

“You look pretty fine yourself Park,” Jimin’s eyes widened for a sec but he quickly composed himself. Raising an eyebrow at him, he lips fell into a lazy smirk as before he downed the rest of his drink.

“Ah Alpha Park, so good to see you,” a deep drawl came from behind Jimin. You peered over Jimin’s shoulder to see a man, with tousled brown hair and a cute toothy smile.

“Alpha Jeon, nice to see you as well.” Jimin said shaking ‘Jeon’s’ hand firmly. You shuffled near Seokjin and Namjoon, so that they could talk.

“My, who is this beautiful creature?” Jeon asked gesturing to you. You looked up at Jimin with wide eyes as you held your clutch tightly in your hands. Jimin’s hand was in his pocket while the other held his empty glass.

“She is my guest, so play nice kid.” Jimin said grabbing Jeon’s shoulder a bit rough. Jeon chuckled, a playful glint in my eye.

“Always the stern one Jimin.” Jeon joked and bowed to you, “Hello, my name is Jeon Jungkook. Nice to meet you.” Jungkook winked a you. Looking up at Jimin, he rolled his eyes mouthing, “He’s a little man whore.” Snorting, you enlightened Jungkook by dancing with him. You two made small talk and overall he was a very well mannered man.

“So, you are Jimin’s mate?” Jungkook asked. You blinked at him, furrowing your brows.

‘Uh, no I am not ha.” Jungkook tilted his head confused by your answer.

“Really? I mean you practically are drenched in his scent, and also I am pretty sure he wants to rip my dick off for dancing with you.” Jungkook snorted, spinning you around so you could have a view of a very pissed off looking Park Jimin. He wasn’t even paying attention to the person who was talking to him.

“Well, I am not and I don’t think I ever will be. He doesn’t see me that way,” you shrugged. Jungkook took his lip between his teeth.

“Hm, from what I can tell he likes you.” Jungkook said with sincerity in his voice. You smiled at him, squeezing his shoulder. You stood on the soles of your heels a bit to give him a peck on the cheek.

“Well shit, now Jimin is most definitely going to kill me. But it was worth it.” he joked. You laughed, pulling away from him so you two could walk off the dance floor.

“He is going to have to get through me first,” you joked, “Oh speak of the devil,” you said gesturing to a strangely calm Jimin who sauntered over to you two. Giving a closed lip smile to Jungkook, he looked at you.

“___, come with me for a moment.” Jimin said holding out his hand for you to take. Rolling your eyes you looked at Jungkook, taking his hand you smiled at him.

“Thank you for dancing with me Alpha, you were lovely.” you said with a sincere smile. Jungkook bowed, taking your hand and gently kissing your knuckles.

“The pleasure was all mine beautiful.” he winked. Letting go of your hand he looked at Jimin. “Alpha Park, hope things go well with your pack.” Jungkook bowed, and Jimin nodded to him as he walked away.

Taking Jimin’s hand he guided you out of the ballroom, exiting the doors he took you down the hall and to the left. You tried to keep up without tripping over your dress, as he opened the door to what looked like a handicap men’s bathroom. He pulled open the door, the faint Christmas music from the ball could still be heard. He pushed you in a bit as you struggled to pick up your dress. The bathroom was way too nice and you were confused why Jimin shoved you in here.

“Jimin, what the hell are you doing shoving me into a bathroom?” you whispered. Jimin ignored your complaints as he placed his tux jacket on the marble counter.

“What the hell are you doing kissing Jeon Jungkook on the cheek?” he asked, awfully calm. You blinked, pressing your back against the oak door and crossing your arms over your chest. You were getting annoyed with his antics, so you glared at him through the mirror in which he was staring at you through. You smiled and slowly walked up behind Jimin, reaching up enough to whisper in his ear.

“What the hell were you thinking sticking your dick in Cho’s pussy, when you know damn well I’m better.” Before you could even back up, Park Jimin spun around and grabbed you by the waist flipping you around onto the marble counter. You didn’t even have time to scold him when he brought his plush lips down on yours. Your eyes fluttered shut, as his grip tightened on your waist and his hand cupped the back of your neck. You immediately reciprocated clawing at his dark dress shirt, and pulling him close to you.

Jimin pulled back from you, a string of saliva connected your wet mouths. Your chest heaved, as you kept a grip on his shirt. Jimin’s pupils were blown out, a carnal look bleeding into his eyes. You felt arousal began to pool out of your needy cunt, making your underwear damp. Jimin’s grip tightened on your waist as he began to lean in again, taking his time he trailed his lips across your clavicle and up your neck. Sponging wet kisses up your jaw, he sucked at your pulse. Your breathing came out in sparse breaths as you held onto Jimin’s shoulders. You looked up at the lights surrounding the mirror, blinking rapidly you held your lip between your teeth as Jimin went painfully slow up your neck.

“Jimi- ahh, please.” you whined stretching your neck as his plush lips skimmed your neck.

“What are you begging for, baby girl. I haven’t even done anything.” Jimin chuckled, looking down at you. You let go of his shirt to grip the edge of the counter. Jimin straightened his back releasing your waist to instead cage you to the counter. He looked at you, tilting his head as your chest heaved. Taking a finger he ran it down your face, trailing the soft skin under he reached your chest. You kept eye contact with him the whole time as his eyes followed his finger, till it reached the top of your cleavage. He kept it there, before he leaned closer to your face. The light smell of champagne lingered as he breathed close to you, keeping eye contact with you.

“You have been very naughty today baby. Your alpha isn’t happy. Now we are going to go home, and you will receive your punishment like a good bitch, hmm?” Jimin said, taking his finger hat was on your chest and bringing it back up to your bottom lip. You kept eye contact with him, taking his finger and sucking it into your mouth. Swirling the pad of his finger around your tongue, before he pulled it out. Growling, Jimin pulled you off the counter and hoisted you against the door. You yelped as the cool wood, came against your sweaty skin. Jimin gripped your legs under your dress, trailing his ring clad fingers across your thighs. His fingers came in contact with your panties. He snapped them against your skin, before he removed his hand and set you down. Jimin breathed in slowly, as you leaned against the door.

“Go to the car before I bend you over the counter, and fuck your sopping pussy full of my cum.” Jimin snarled. You nodded, hand blindly looking for the doorknob. Before you turned to open it, you looked him in the eye and smiled.

“Yes Alpha,” you said with a sickly saccharine in your voice, before you exited the bathroom and walking out to the car to prepare yourself for a long night.

The car ride home was silent, besides the soft Christmas music playing in the background. You looked out the window most of the time, looking at the city pass by. Shops decorated with lights and such, made you realize how much you loved the holiday season. You sometimes peered at Jimin, whose grip on the steering wheel was tight enough that his knuckles were flushed white. Distracting yourself by looking at all the Holiday buzz around the city helped, but you couldn’t help be anxious at what was about to come when you arrive at home. You played with the detail of your dress, as Jimin finally pulled into the parking garage of the apartments.

Jimin pulled into his spot, right next to your car. Unbuckling your seat belt, you slid out of the warm car and out into the cold parking garage. Jimin quickly rounded to your side, grabbing your hand to fully help you out, and shutting your door. You brought your arms up around yourself to rub away the goosebumps as you and Jimin walked to the elevator. As soon as you reached it, you both walked in and clicked the button to go to your floor. You stood in the corner, farthest away from Jimin, as he stood right in front of the doors with a hand in his pocket as he looked at the number slowly descend up indicating what floor you are on.

Finally a quiet beep echoed indicating you two made it to your floor. Jimin quickly walked out, with you close in tow. Your footsteps tapped on the dark flooring, you dug through your clutch to look for your key. Jimin, stood to the side as your nervous hands fumbled with the key to finally slot the key in and open the door. Jimin placed a gentle hand on your back to usher you inside. The apartment was dark, as you removed your heels and tossed your bag on the couch. You heard Jimin move behind you, as you walked to turn on the lamp.

Right as you remove your hand from the string that turns on the lamp, Jimin wraps his hand around your waist and pulls you back into him. You melt into him, and lean your head back onto his pectoral.

“Hmm, already so submissive are we? I haven’t even told you what I want you to do baby.” Jimin said brushing his nose against your neck. He kneaded his fingers into your stomach as you two stood in the dim lighting of the living room. After a few seconds, Jimin moved back and brought his hands to your hair. Gently he brushed his fingers through the curls, and removed your hair piece. He set it down on the coffee table, before turning you around to look at him. You looked up at him as he cupped your cheeks, with his fingers. You thought he looked beautiful in this lighting, his silver hair had no gel now but was still parted perfectly and you wanted to run your hands through it, pull on it. His plush lips were red and pulled into a soft smile, slate eyes holding warmth as he looked at you.

“You did look very beautiful tonight little one. No one could keep their eyes off you, especially me.” he softly spoke, running his finger down your face. You closed your eyes and leaned into his touch. Jimin brought your face up to his and pressed his mouth up to yours. It was a peck at first, he gently pressed his pillowed lips to yours, before gripping your hair and holding your mouth against his. You rested your hands on his shirt, as he kissed you with fervor making tremors come across your body. Jimin groaned against your mouth, you took that opportunity to prod your tongue against the front of his teeth. The muscle glided across his canines, before it dipped into his mouth to intertwine with his tongue. Jimin’s hand began to glide down your body to the curve of your supple ass. Even in the thick material of the dress, you felt the warmth of his hands seep into your skin as he kneaded the flesh. Taking his tongue you sucked on it gently, and began to step forward pushing his body towards the couch. Pulling his bottom lip between your teeth you sucked gently before pressing your mouth against his and pushing him onto the couch. You broke away, saliva dangled from your bottom lip as Jimin sat on the couch, his arms splayed out across the back and legs wide open as if they were calling you. His mouth was parted, heavy breaths parting from his lips. His eyes burned with a hunger, something that you could only sate. You stood back from him, looking down at his body.

Jimin looked up at you, a lazy smirk coming across his features as he brought a hand down to the significant bulge confined in his slacks. His ring clad fingers squeezed it and he groaned, tilting his head back. You watched his adam's apple move as he ran his palm up and down his slacks. You unconsciously began to move your feet towards him, before you kneeled down and removed his hand. But before you could help him, he slapped your hand away. Confused you pulled back and looked up at him.

“Only good bitches get their Alpha’s cock. And you haven’t been a very good girl,” Jimin growled leaning forward and standing up. You pouted, looking up at him through your lashes. Jimin brought his hand to his shirt and unbuttoned the first few before he gestured you to stand up. Quickly you bunched up the material and stood up and as Jimin took you by the hand and led you through the hall and to the bedroom. His hand pulled the light switch up to a dim setting, once he was satisfied he turned to you.

“Go stand in front of the bed.” Jimin commanded releasing your hand, and walking into the closet. You nodded and walked to stand in front of the bed waiting. After a few seconds Jimin emerged from the closet, shirtless with three ties and a box which he set on the nightstand.

Your eyes burned into his form, as you eyed his taut and defined chest. His slacks were unbuttoned to reveal the top of his briefs. You ran your tongue across your lips imagining yourself sucking bruises into his v-line and abs. His biceps bulged as he popped his neck before looking back at you.

“See something you like little one?” Jimin smirked folding his arms over his bare chest.

“Nope,” you said shrugging. Jimin walked over to you, taking your face in his hands and gently turned you to look at him.

“Then why were you staring hmm?” Jimin muttered looking down at your parted lips. You didn’t answer, so he released your chin before moving behind you. He moved your hair to one side, and placed a soft kiss on your neck.

“Are you ready for you punishment?” Jimin asked. You rolled your eyes, thankful he couldn’t see you.

“Not like I have a choice,” you muttered. Jimin’s grip on your body tightened.

“What was that?” Jimin sharply asked.

“Yes Alpha,” you said lowering your head. Jimin hummed, content with your answer. He skimmed his hands across your bare back before he reached the zipper of your dress. You sucked a breath in as he flicked it between his fingers.

“As much as I would like to rip this off you, Seokjin would kill me.” Jimin spoke, light teasing in his voice. You breathed out a laugh as Jimin slowly, painfully pulled the zipper down until the gown pooled at your feet. You sucked in a breath as you heard Jimin groan behind you. You weren’t wearing a bra, and immediately you felt the air make your nipples pucker. You dug your nails in your hands, as Jimin lightly ran a palm down your body till he reached your white lace underwear, with a baby blue trim. Your immediate reaction was to cover your chest, due to your chest not being as big as a normal adult woman. But your bottom was perky and rounded for your size.

You kept your eyes forward as Jimin ran his hand in front of you, up your stomach and in between the valley of your breasts. Until he came up to your neck, he leaned your head back to rest on his chest.

“You are absolutely beautiful, __.” you felt a smile come across your face as Jimin kissed your shoulder. You two stood there for a moment, in the silence before Jimin leaned down and patted your thigh so you could step out of the dress. Taking the gown, he threw it somewhere in the room before he turned you around to look at him. Sincerity pooled into his eyes, as he cupped your cheek.

“Tell me to stop if it gets too much, yeah?” he spoke. You nodded, running your hands up his chest.

“I trust you Jimin.” you muttered. He nodded, before his eyes turned carnal again in a split second. He turned you around, and pushed you face flat on the bed. You body bounced for a second before Jimin moved behind you. He ran a hand down the swell of your ass before, fingering the lace of your panties. He then ripped your underwear right down the middle, and immediately cold air drifted on your sopping cunt. Jimin’s growl shook your body, as he inhaled your scent.

“God, __ your practically dripping on the bed. All soaking and wet for me. I can’t wait to sink my cock into your tight hole.” Jimin groaned, before gently prodding your center with his finger. You felt your face heat up as you hid your face in the bed sheets.

Jimin runs his hand down the swell of your ass, admiring how the flesh bounces. There is a moment of silence before his hand comes down, smacking your ass with such force the bed shifts. You whine like a dog that’s been kicked, as Jimin’s hand soothes the flesh with the coolness of his rings. You don’t have time to recover because he spanks you, again and again and again.

You can feel your thighs become slick with your arousal, as Jimin assaults your ass.

“This,” smack “Ass,” smack “Is,” smack “Mine and only mine.” Jimin snarled, digging his nails into your ass.

You cried arching your back as Jimin smacked your ass a few more times before he flipped you over. You squeaked as he grabbed you by the ankles, pulling you down the bed. Your ass burned at the sudden movement but it was quickly forgotten as Jimin brought his ample lips around your nipple. You arch your back as he licked your areola, swirling its around the bud. Your hands gripped the sheets tightly, as he finally brought the bud in his mouth.

Your eyes rolled in the back of your head as Jimin flicked his thumb across the other nub, swirling his thumb slowly.

“You like that baby? Hmm,” Jimin asked, sucking at the skin of your breast. When you didn’t answer, he pinched your breast hard.

“Ah-! Y-yes Alpha, I love when you play with my tits.” you mewled, arching so high you thought you would snap. Satisfied with your answer, Jimin continued his assault, and you began to feel your core tighten.

“More, please, more!” you moaned. Jimin, leaned back bringing both his thumbs to your nipples and simultaneously rubbed them back and forth. You felt your pussy began to tighten, and you were about to-!

Jimin then pulled away, and got off the bed. You laid there, arousal still pooling from you untouched cunt.

“Jimin, what the fuck?” you cried, sitting up from the bed. Your chest was still buzzing, as you watched him grab the ties and box he set on the nightstand earlier.

“You don’t get to cum until I say,” Jimin said rounding the bed, to kneel in front of you. You looked up at him as he wiggled a box in front of you. “I have something for you,” he said, a wicked smile on his face.

You watched as he opened the small box, to pull out a jet black bullet vibrator. Your lips parted as you saw him, pull out the toy then carelessly toss the box on the floor.

“Lay back for me baby.” Jimin said softly. Your body automatically followed his words as you laid down on the bed for him. Jimin smiled, pressing a kiss to your naval. You looked up at the ceiling, but your view was soon obscured by something being placed over your eyes.

“Jimin-,” he hushed you, gently tying the tie behind your head. He kissed the corner of your mouth as he proceeded to tie your arms to the bed frame. You held a breath, as you lay there silently. You are about to call Jimin’s name when you feel something wet and cold on your cunt.

“F-fuck, Jimin,” you thrust your hips up as Jimin holds your hips securely in his hands. The noises are obscene, as Jimin wastes no time wiggling his tongue into your tight hole, thrusting it in and out.

“You taste absolutely divine, baby. God I could eat your little cunt for days,” Jimin groans pressing a kiss to your thighs. He drags his tongue across your cunt, gathering your arousal on his tongue.

“I can’t wait to sink my cock into your tight pussy. Would you like that? Me fucking your tight little hole,” Jimin cooed, blowing on your pussy. You only responded with a whine.

“Answer me bitch,” Jimin said, slapping his hand on your exposed cunt. You squealed, pushing your hips up.

“Yes! I only want your c-cock Alpha,” you panted, arching your body. Jimin hummed, rubbing a finger around your throbbing center, avoiding your clit.

“Please, touch me.” you whined, pulling at the restraints trying to move. Jimin slowed his finger around your entrance, before pulling back. You groaned kicking your feet against the bed, thrusting your hips up. Tears of frustration began to build up as Jimin kept edging you until your body was warm, a sheen of sweat coating your body. Before you could tell Jimin to stop being an asshole and touch you, he pressed his mouth against your pussy once more and pulled your clit into his mouth and sucked, hard. A loud scream came from your body, as you felt Jimin hold your hips down with his hands while he sucked your nub into his mouth.

Jimin groaned against your core, causing vibrations to pulse your whole body. Your mouth was open in pleasure, tiny mewls escaping your mouth as Jimin licked a stripe up your center.

Jimin pulled back, taking his thumbs and pulling apart your center and watched your arousal trickle from your hole. Leaning forward, he circled you before shoving his tongue up and sucking.

“Alpha please-!” your whines were cut short when you felt the coil tighten once more, a warm feeling ignited your whole center. You were practicing sobbing, body limp as Jimin devoured your center. Jimin, pulled back again and you wanted to call it quits when he suddenly shoved two of his thick fingers up your center. You were short of breath for a second, when he began to scissor the digits back and forth slowly. Until he pulled them out, then harshly shoved them back in and roughly thrusted them in and out of your core.

“Nghh- Jimin, please please, let me cum please.” you cried pulling against the ties. Jimin was silent as he finger fucked you into submission. You were trying to hold your orgasm, as Jimin slowed his fingers and slowly pushed them out of your center.

“Cum, __, cum for your Alpha.” Jimin growled, pushing his fingers into with speed and hitting the spot inside you. You held it together for a few seconds, until his fingers reached the spongy spot inside your center. Your body convulsed against the sheets, as you felt the coil snap and your orgasm washed over you. Arousal seeped from your abused cunt as Jimin slowed the pace of his fingers, rubbing circles into your hips.

“There you go little one, cum all over my fingers.” Jimin cooed leaning forward. You breathed in, as felt your release trickle down your ass. You shifted your thighs closed when Jimin removed his fingers. Laying there for a moment to catch your breath, you felt Jimin get off the bed. He returned a moment later with a warm cloth to wipe your body down. You sighed as the cool cloth rubbed along your swollen pussy and along your thighs. Jimin tossed the cloth somewhere on the floor before moving up the bed to remove the tie from your eyes. He peppered soft pecks along your jaw and up your cheek then finally placed one on your lips. Pressing your lips against his softly he pulled back, softly taking your bottom lip between his teeth and then pulled back and pressed his mouth to yours again. You whined when he pulled back, but he finally took the tie off and you opened your eyes blinking at the dim lighting.

Jimin’s face came into view as he looked down and smiled at you, running a finger down your face to your bottom lip, tapping it softly. His hair was matted a bit with sweat, a light sheen coated his clavicles. Biting the pad of his finger, you squealed when he slapped your cunt lightly.

Moving up the bed again, Jimin proceeded to untie the ties. Pressing a soft kiss to the sore skin, he rubbed the sore skin before proceeding to take both of your hands together and tying them above your head. Leaning back down, Jimin pecked a kiss on your eyelids and your nose then leaned over your body to grab something.

“I will make you a deal little one. If you can make it through your punishment, my cock is yours.” Jimin said teasing your nipple with his finger. You furrowed your brows, and tilted your head against the pillow as he lazily flicked your nipple.

“B-but I thought my punishment was over,” you whined when he pinched your nipple. Jimin chuckled sinisterly, as he got off your body. You looked up at him, he was still shirtless but at some point he took his slacks off and was only wearing tight white boxer briefs. You felt yourself drool a little as you eyed his large package. Despite Jimin’s lithe stature, his build was very lean and defined. Your mouth watered as you eyed his defined thighs, the muscles bulging in all the right places as he flexed. A light trail of hair went down from his belly button into his briefs. Jimin’s hand began to move up his body slowly, up to his bulging erection. You panted as he snapped the band of his boxers against his toned hips, teasingly. You swear your eyes were about to fall out of your head as he pulled down the band of his Armani briefs. The mushroom head of his cock was shown, as his veiny hand gripped himself. You looked back up to his face, his plush lip was drawn between his teeth as he looked down at you.

“I would show you more, if you will be a good bitch and don’t question when your punishment is done or not.” Jimin snarled, pulling his briefs back up and opening his other palm to reveal the bullet vibrator he showed you earlier. You almost forget about that, and you wished that he did as well. You hated the fact that you felt cum begin to seep out of your center, and that Jimin immediately sensed it. He inhaled heavily, tilting his head back, mouth parted. You got a glimpse of his canines as his mouth parted, which only made you gush for him more.

“I will take my punishment like a good bitch, because I am a dirty whore for your cock and will do anything for it.” The words spilled from your mouth smoothly, as you wiggled your hips upward to indicate your willingness. Jimin breathed in heavily through his nose as he looked down at you, willingly offering your body to him.

Jimin didn’t say anything, as he knelt down between your parted legs. Spreading your lips apart with his thumbs he breathed in your scent, bringing his nose close to your cunt. You took in short breaths as you felt him slide something hard and defined into your hole.

“Breath for me baby girl,” Jimin muttered, sliding the toy into you slowly, tantalizing. You bit your lip between your teeth as he finally shoved the toy inside you. Leaning back, Jimin got off the bed to watch your sweaty, naked body heave.

“How does that feel?” Jimin asked, beginning to remove his briefs. You sucked in a breath, looking upwards.

“I feel really-!” your sentence was cut short when the toy inside you began to vibrate. “Oh fuckk, Jimin, Jimin, Jimin, please, please.” You words were garbled to the point you didn’t even know what you were begging for. The setting was on a low buzz, but you knew damn well Jimin had a remote. The vibration was enough to keep you on edge, but not enough to make you cum. You felt a weight press on the bed and Jimin was once again over you. He smirked down at you, wiggling the remote in his hands. You were about to swear at him, until he pressed a button and the speed went up so much, you had to shut your thighs.

“Nope, legs open baby.” Jimin said, scooting off you and slapping the skin of your thigh. You groaned, and opened your shaky thighs. You leaned back and inhaled a deep breath, trying to keep your thighs from shaking so much. Jimin was on his knees away from you, staring at your body. He wanted nothing more than to shove his aching cock into your soaked cunt, filling you up with his cum. The wolf in him was threatening to take over, as tiny mewls came from your mouth. Jimin watched as sweat matted your hair onto your forehead, as your back arched off the bed. Your arousal dripped onto the bed, making it damp beneath you. Forgetting that the vibrator was on a high setting, your whines turned into pain gasps.

“Jimin, shit. It hurts.” you spoke softly, tears began to well in your eyes. Bringing himself out of his lust dazed state, he quickly pressed the button to lower to intensity of the toy. Your cunt throbbed in pain, stinging as you clenched around the toy. You wanted to whine and close your legs, but you knew the longer you complained the longer Jimin would hold your release back.

“You are being so obedient little one, maybe you deserve a reward,” Jimin said shifting his body over yours to straddle you. You wiggled your arms above you, pulling at the tie a bit so you could get some slack and sit up. Straining your neck a bit instead, you looked at Jimin who was now naked. Your eyes widened as you took in his hard cock that dangled below your navel. It was long and thick and you wanted nothing more than to suck on the bulbous tip that was coated with precum. A vein ran down from the flared tip of his head, under the shaft, reaching his heavy sack. You held a breath as Jimin’s veiny hand grabbed his length, and released it to slap against his taut abdomen. Jimin smirked down at you, winking as he grabbed his cock again. Jerking it a few times, he kept eye contact with you as he brought his fat tip down to your pulsing cunt. You took in a shaky breath as he dragged half his length up your swollen pussy.

Blinding hot pleasure seeped behind your eyes, as he dragged his thick cock across your wet folds. You moaned, with the combined pressure of his dick and the vibrator plugging you. His tip nudged your clit repeatedly, bringing you closer to your downfall.

“You like that? Hmm, me dragging my fat cock against your folds. Do you like your alpha taking care of your pussy, making you cream his cock?” Jimin groaned, placing his arm beside your head, as he watched his cock slick itself through your arousal. He gritted his teeth as you moved your hips upwards, trying to create more friction. Jimin brought his face close to yours, placing his mouth on yours and breathing against your mouth.

“Cum for me, cum for your alpha and cream his cock like a good little bitch.” Jimin growled against your mouth. You stretched your neck back submissively to Jimin, as he breathed in your scent. The coil that held you together snapped as you once again, orgasmed. You throbbed around the toy that pulsed inside you, clenching your walls tightly

“Oh fuck, baby! You’re squirting all over my c-cock, fuck. That’s right, wet my cock with your juices.” Jimin was euphoric as he rutted his hard cock against you, hitting his tip against your clit as his cock was soaked by your wetness.

“Fuck, fuck Jimin.” Your body convulsed a bit as you came down from your high. Mouth hung ajar a bit as you made eye contact with Jimin as he rested his forehead against you. Jimin looked down at you, jaw slacked as he pulled away from you. Jimin leaned down between your legs, gently pushing your lips apart he pulled the toy from your battered pussy. Your pussy clenched as the toy was gone from your pussy.

“Shit, your pussy is drenched that its sucking the toy back in.” Jimin breathed a laugh as he pulled back from you. Exhaling a bit, a smile graced your features for the first time all night. Jimin crawled up your body, and skimmed his fingers up your body to your wrists and untied the restraint. You sighed in content as Jimin’s thumbs massaged the sore skin.

“I’m sorry little one, your wrists will probably be bruised,” Jimin muttered next to you, placing soft kisses on the skin. You hummed, flipping your body on your stomach causing him to release your wrists. You laid your head on his thighs, as he leaned back on his hands. His cock was still hard and laid against his stomach. Jimin brought a hand up to your hair, running his fingers gently through the knots. You leaned into his touch, as he scratched your scalp lightly. You kept eye contact with him, as you sat up on your knees and crawled to him and pushing his body to lay down on the bed.

“Let me take care of you Alpha.” you spoke softly, running your finger down his jaw. Jimin’s plush lips fell into a lazy drawl as he leaned his head back into his hands. You took a deep breath, scratching your hand down his defined stomach. You leaned forward and began to kiss the muscles down toward his throbbing cock that laid above his belly button. Running your finger on his tip, you heard Jimin suck in a breath as you smeared precum across his fat tip.

“Don’t tease me baby, you won’t like the outcome.” Jimin groaned, flexing his tense thighs. You looked up at him through your lashes, and smiled before taking his tip into your mouth. Jimin muttered a low ‘fuck’ under his breath, as you placed your hands on his muscled thighs. You swirl your tongue around his tip, tasting the tart taste of his cum. The skin of his tip is smooth and your tongue easily glided across the hot skin. Not wanting to tease him anymore, you took a deep breath and took his length into your mouth. You felt Jimin’s abdomen tighten, as you bobbed your head slowly down his cock. Taking a deep breath you went down a few more inches, holding back the tears that began to well in your eyes.

“F-fuck, that’s it sweetheart. C-choke on my cock like a good little bitch.” Jimin groaned, gripping the sheets tightly. You hummed as you gently suckled on the length, taking his heavy balls in your hand, fondling them. Taking a deep breath you decided to take his full length in his mouth slowly. Your nose came in contact with the neat tuft of hair at his navel. You were about to pull up from his dick, when a gentle hand gripped your hair pulling you up. Bringing your eyes up to meet Jimin’s, you felt drool pool on your bottom lip. You looked into Jimin’s eyes, and saw the pure carnal lust in his eyes. His chest was heaving, as he held you by the hair to look at him.

“On your back, legs spread, now.” Jimin spoke darkly, releasing your hair. Confused you tilted your head. Even though you never had sex with a werewolf, you knew their kind preferred their bitches to be on all fours. Jimin saw the confusion in your eyes, chuckling darkly he leaned forward until you could feel his warm breath on your cheek.

“I want you to look me in the eye when I fuck your cunt full of my cum. So next time Jeon comes around he will smell your sopping pussy full of my knot.” You felt a heat stir in your core, as he pushed you gently to lay down. You kept eye contact with him the entire time, as he guided your body to lay down. Taking your legs, he spread them apart so he could situate himself between your legs. Jimin thought you looked like an angel, hair splayed against the pillows and your hands held above your head. Looking him in the eye with a warmth that you only held for him.

You took a breath as you felt Jimin’s tip prod at your center, finally. He slid his palms up your thighs, gripping them as he began to slowly slide his cock into you. You clenched around the first inch that went in, causing Jimin to curse lowly and slap your thigh.

“S-stop clenching.” He gritted out. You groaned trying to forget the burn of his thick cock sliding into you.

“T-then f-fucking slam your fat cock into me and fuck me like you mean-!” your sentence was cut short when Jimin slammed his dick into your wet canal. He thrusted so hard that your body shifted up the bed a bit. You clenched your eyes shut as you clenched uncontrollably around Jimin’s cock that was sheathed inside you. He shifted his hips a bit. Until his tip was touching the cervix inside your womb.

“For being a naught girl and clenching when I told you not to, you are going to lay here until you stop clenching.” Jimin grunted, tightening his hold on your hips. You whined, pushing your hips into his, but Jimin was having none of it keeping a vice grip on your hips. You laid on the bed, trying to control the clenching that was happening. You felt so full, you wanted him to ruin you with his cock until you couldn’t speak. Sweat coated both of your bare bodies, as the minutes passed. Jimin breathed in quietly, watching your every move. Jimin began to pull back all the way, you whined at the loss inside your pussy until Jimin thrusted inside your wet hole.

“God, you are so tight, your pussy is my c-cock. Would you let Jungkook fuck you like this? Hmm, would you let him see me fuck my fat cock into your tight hole?” Jimin said thrusting his hips at a rapid pace. The only thing heard in the room, was Jimin’s hips pounding into your pelvis. His heavy ball sack slapped against your ass with each thrust. Your mouth hung open as he pulled back slowly, and began to fuck you at a sensual pace.

“You feel that little one? You feel my tip in your womb, that’s where my cum will be. My load will stick to your walls for days, so that everyone will smell me on you, knowing you are mine.” Jimin snarled, digging his nails into your hips. Your tits bounced with every bounce of his hips, the pressure making your stomach flip.

“J-Jimin, I feel so f-full,” you were practically blubbering over your words as he assaulted your pussy with his rigid cock. “Please, fuck me full of your cum until it’s dripping out of me.” you whined as he picked up the pace, rolling his hips hard against you.

“Mark me,” you said, no tremor in your voice. Jimin’s hips stuttered, against you slowing down that he almost stopped. Jimin looked down at you, a look of desire seeping into his features. You smiled up at him, bringing your hands up to touch his face you looked up at him.

“I love you Park Jimin, a-and I know you may not feel the same way but-,” your rambling was cut off, when Jimin leaned down and kissed you. It was short, and chaste. Your eyes welled up as you slotted your mouth against his plump lips. He pulled back, looking down at you. His face pulled into a smile, his teeth poking out making his eyes crinkle into crescents.

“I love you too __. So much.” Jimin said thrusting his hips, with each word. You were so close, for the third time you felt your core tighten.

“Jimin, I-I’m so close, please,” you whined arching your neck back as Jimin picked up the pace.

“I know little one, come on cum for me one more time. Soak my cock, come on sweetheart.” Jimin coaxed you rubbing circles into your hips. You felt your center heat up, an immense pressure building up. You felt your throat go raw, as you wailed Jimin’s name. You felt your arousal soak your thighs, as you clenched around Jimin’s length.

“You love squirting on my cock and soaking me don’t you. Fuck. Soak my cock as I thrust into your tight hole.” Jimin growled as he rode you through your orgasm, moving his hips slowly. Jimin soon came to his high as well, as he began to slow his thrusts a bit and releasing his thick spurts of semen inside your womb. You shiver, as his cum fills your hole, mixing with your arousal. You watch where Jimin’s cock is connected to your body, his cock pulsing as he released inside you. Your eyes widen as your lower stomach bulges, as Jimin’s cum spurts inside you. You feel his semen rope your cervix, the cum eventually begins to drip down your legs where you and him are connected.

As if his huge cock that is still inside you isn’t enough, you feel the base of his length begin to swell to an immense girth. Tears began to well in your eyes, as Jimin began to knot you. Jimin groans, as he still releases inside you. His knot plugs Jimin’s release inside you, as he continues to cum. His thrusting is more like circling his hips around your entrance, movements limited due to his knot.

“Jimin,” you whimper, “It hurts,” you cry. Leaning down, Jimin presses soft kisses along your neck. You shiver when he presses a kiss in the juncture where your neck and shoulder meet. Before you could even register what was happening, Jimin sunk his canines into the flesh, sealing the mating bond. Tears fell out of your eyes, as he held himself there, and iron grip on your hips. Eventually he pulls back, licking the puncture mark to heal the wound. Jimin’s knot soon decreases and his girth goes back to his normal size. Sighing, you blink away unshed tears, as Jimin rubs soothing circles into your stomach. Holding his hands out to you, you take them and he pulls you up. Keeping your bodies connected, you wrap your legs around his waist as he sits down on the edge of the bed, cock still inside you. Your body is wracked of exhaustion, as you lay your forehead on his chest, his fingers stroke your back gently. You two sit in silence for a moment, not even caring that your releases are beginning to get cool and sticky.

“I’m sorry __. For everything with Cho and not answering the phone when you needed me,” Jimin stumbled over his words, not use to apologizing. You hum against his chest, enjoying his fingers massaging your sore muscles.

“S’okay, you dicked me down better than her probably, and you made me squirt. So I forgive you.” you mumbled, pressing a kiss to his sweaty chest. Jimin laughs, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Are you sure you want me? As a mate, y’know you can do better. Not be with a weak human like me.” You said picking a the bracelet he gave you.

“Little one, I don’t want anyone else, and I don’t think I can handle you being with anyone else. You were made for me, and I was made for you. Fate doesn’t make mistakes,” Jimin spoke softly, smoothing your hair down.

“Mmm okay, just feed me and water me, and maybe stick your fat cock in me once in awhile and love me. And I should be fine,” you mumbled, exhaustion prominent in your voice.

“Well considering the fact that my dick is still inside you and hard right now, I’d say we are going to be fine.” Jimin said thrusting up a bit, making you grunt and punch him in the chest.

“Oh great, don’t you have something called a heat too?” you asked peering up at him. Jimin nodded and leaned back on his hands.

“Yeah, basically I will want to fuck you every second of every day.” Jimin said with a shrug, your eyes widened.

“I don’t think I can take your knot every time,” you whined wiggling your hips. Jimin groaned, tilting his head back.

“Keep doing that, and I’ll make you ride me,” Jimin growled, gripping your hips. You hummed, beginning to move your hips slowly.

“Mmm, if I ride you, you have to play Minecraft with me when I ask,” you said dragging a finger up his chest. Jimin glared at you, but it quickly turned into his jaw clenching to hold back a groan. He gripped your hips tight enough to bruise.

“You’re such a fuckin nerd,” he snorted. You laughed, pressing a kiss to his nose.

“Yeah, but you love me,” you grinned, swiveling your hips. Jimin laughed, holding you down.

“Yeah, I do.” he said sincerely, before fucking his cum back into you with you bouncing on him as if your life depended on it. Well in this case, minecraft.

↠↠↠↠↠↠↠↠↠ Hello friends.

I am just going to say, I started working on this fic sunday and worked on it for three hours a day until it was done, its 3:48am, and I leave for Mexico at 11AM. ANd I HAVE BARELY PACKED HAHA. But I will power nap for 4 hours, and then pack hehe. Anyway, i hope you all enjoy werewolf!Jimin hehe, i worked rlly hard on it so pls leave me an ask or something :(( anyway, i love you all have an amazing day. oh also huge thanks to @gold-gguk for motivating me to finish this hehe, go check her out honey buns <333