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Something happened on his hunt outside. He's tenser than usual and he pacing around the room. I was watching television- how does he even have signal so deep into the woods I don't know- and he just shut it off in the middle of the program I was following.

I feel cold on the couch, but his stare makes me feel colder. It makes my heart speed up and my mind feel fogged with confusion. His figure looks dark yet still handsome. Why am I having these thoughts? Jungkook took me, he practically claimed me as his own because he couldn't help but tend to his weird werewolf needs. This whole situation itself is messed up, but me seeing this "creature" as a handsome man makes me feel like maybe I was the one who's messed up.

He doesn't have anything to say, he just stares and I think maybe he's expecting something from me. What does Jungkook want? I thought he already had enough. I'm supposedly Jungkook's toy now, I can tend to his every need and I don't like that idea. But at the same time he also likes my company? He's vague with his words, I want more. What does he really want from me? Is it important or something I don't need to worry about? Well it obviously has to be important, otherwise I wouldn't be here.

As Jungkook continues to stare he bites his lips and looks at me up and down. I shake my head because I can't comprehend what he's doing. You could probably assume that he's sizing me up from the way he stares me down, it looks like a look that could kill. Or maybe he's doing something else?

I finally speak up, "What do you want?" I make my sentence sort of snap to get his attention. I want him to know I mean business and nothing less. Would he give that to me? Or does he just see me as something else, something less interesting, something unimportant? God, he stresses me out without even doing anything.

He doesn't give me a strong reply as it's my turn to stare him down. He just shrugs and walks away. That's it? I roll my eyes and sigh. Is this Jungkook's way of giving me the silent treatment? I find it utterly stupid but I won't do anything about it. If this is his way of testing and teasing me, I don't want to find out what happens when I really snap at him. I cross my arms as I try to find at least a little warmth. I don't know why I'm cold in the first place but just like nearly everything else tonight, I can't do anything about it. Maybe Jungkook can help me?

What would he do? Just throw a blanket in my direction, give me some warm clothes? I start to imagine what Jungkook would do and can't help my mind wander. What if he came in with a blanket and wrapped it around me? His strong arms would guide themselves around my figure, he would- wait, no! I shouldn't be thinking like that...it's because I find him handsome. If I didn't find him handsome I wouldn't be having these weird thoughts.

I keep my eyes focused on the floor since I feel that there's nothing else I can do. He comes in and walks out at unexpected times, who knew when Jungkook was coming back. Gosh, why can't I be home? Whether it be warm in my bed or messing around with my sibling who must be going mad, I just want to be out of here. There's nothing I'm doing anyway so would it really harm Jungkook to bring me home? Suddenly, I hear footsteps come from the nearby hallway. I instinctively pull my legs closer to my chest. Am I actually scared of Jungkook? No, I'm just nervous. Why am I nervous? I ask myself so many questions with little or no answers. Isn't that a nice system?

Jungkook comes into the room and gives me that long, hard stare again. This time he holds something in hand that I can't pick up due to the poor lighting. I squint my eyes and try to pick up what he has when he quickly moves it behind his back. He cocks his head and makes a few steps towards me. My heart rate starts to quicken and I silently curse to myself because I feel so small in his eyes. He seaks up in a deep voice, "Do you know how captivating you are? Any idea as to how drawn I am to you?"

Those two sentences make me blush but I need to stop. Jungkook kidnapped me, this is wrong, right? Maybe I need to stop thinking like that, maybe I need to open up more. He obviously has more to say so I should be a good "guest" and listen. I shake my head to answer his questions. How does one respond to that anyway? That was so unexpected, I can't imagine what else he has planned. I start to think...does he have anything planned that was just a bit related to what he just said? I can feel my face burn with a deep blush at the thought of that. This is so wrong...but why am I not complaining?

He stands in front of me now, both hands behind him as he looks down on me. My heart felt like it was going to explode and he knew that. He smirked at me and continued, "You know, I took you for a reason...but now that you're here I can't help myself. Do you ever get those urges, Taehyung? Do you ever want to take something as your own as soon as you see it?"

Jungkook's teasing me and I can't bring myself to give into it. That'll show that I am weak to every action, that I want him to do whatever he wants. I don't want that, no, I don't need that. And what do those words mean? Does he want me? I shrug my shoulders as a response and I feel like I could hear a growl come from his throat. Did I do something wrong? I gave a legit response so I'm not sure why he's becoming upset.

Jungkook leans forward a bit to give off a this strict look. And oh god was it working on me, I felt my body tingle and I wasn't sure if it was a good or bad thing. "Taehyung, use your words."

My legs felt like jello at his words and it made me feel weak. He's cracking my armor and I can only use my words to defend myself. I speak up in a small voice, "Yeah, I've...uh, had those urges before..." I trail off because I feel that I'm unable to continue.

He shakes his head again. I can see and feel his eyes on my body at this point. I wonder if he's checking me out instead of "sizing me up". That would be the only explanation at this point, Jungkook's eyes and his words seem to fit the puzzle piece...and that scares me a bit. He couldn't like me, I'm his victim. And I shouldn't bring myself to like him back...it's obviously wrong, right?

He squats down so he can get to a similar eye point as me. His voice gives me another wave of tingles as he says, "So what do you do with those urges?"

I narrow my eyes at the question. Jungkook wants me to answer with something he can use against, I can just feel it. So I use my words, "I let them go. I let go of my urges and whatever I wanted in the first place."

I say the last part with a little bit of venom in my voice because I know he has focus only on me right now. Why not mess with him a bit, right?

"Even when all you have on your mind is love and desire?"

Where is he going with this? Jungkook's talking about me? Jungkook can't love me, he can't have this desire towards me. God, my night gets more weird the more I talk to this man in front of me. I nod my head, "Yeah, it's really easy if you put your mind to it."

This time I do hear a growl come from him and I can't help but bite my lip at it. I liked it and I have no idea why. He smiles at this, I can only assume his instincts are telling him that I liked it. He nods his head, "So what if I went for it anyway, what do you say?"

"That maybe it wasn't such a bad idea to have this urge after all." I whisper the sentence and feel my body heat up. It's like this flame inside of me is burning with something I have never experienced before and I liked it. No, I loved it.

We stare at each other for what seems like forever and Jungkook's eyes nearly darken as the seconds go on. He glances down at my lips and I feel weak to his power. This is what he wanted and I'm giving into it.

Jungkook leans forward and captures my lips with his own, and in that moment I realize how weird this might be if we continue. I need him to stop, right?!

I don't move for a few seconds then gradually try to move away. Jungkook doesn't allow this and takes me as his own, setting down whatever he had in his hands to take hold of my face. His lips are soft as they move against mine and I can't help but feel like they're doing something to my head. Jungkook makes me feel so confused but pleased at the same time. Who does that?

He stops for a second and whispers on my lips, "Are you going to be a bad boy and not kiss back?"

Fuck.

I look him in the eye and see lust glazed over him. It's hard to believe that inside Jungkook's head his only focus is on me, his prisoner, his slave, his new toy. And fuck me because I want that so bad. I want him to shower me in attention, I want him to treat me like I'm some sort of doll. I can imagine him making me feel sore and in pain but the two of us still loving it all. Is it wrong to think that way?

I realize I haven't said anything so I shake my head and use my words, "I-I'll be a good boy."

I said that I could sense a tingle run up my spine. He smirks and leans in again and we start to kiss. I let myself push against him and he groans at the contact. I bring my hands up to his shoulders and he continues to kiss me over and over again. It's like he's never letting go of my lips.

He makes me lay down on the couch as he crawls on top of me. His knee is in between my thighs but I would rather have something else there. My hormones are high and I feel like I was dying to be touched. Jungkook continued to kiss me, using his tongue to get a taste and I was in love with it all.

Jungkook slowly lowered his hand by my waist, giving me a squeeze. It was like he knew the parts where I was most sensitive and used that to his advantage. I grinded my hips against him when he chuckled against my lips.

"Someone is excited, yeah?" His deep voice sent another shiver down my spine.

I nodded my head frantically. I was yearning for Jungkook's touch and he was well aware of that. His hand went from my waist to my butt and when his hand squeezed I moaned softly. His eyes widened slightly at the sound, and I can only wonder what he thought about it.

He went for my neck, licking and sucking at the sweet parts. I held onto his strong shoulders and fell in love with the way he treated me. He bit into me and I closed my eyes. My moans made him groan and shift above me. Jungkook speaks up, "Can we bring this up to the bedroom?"

I grind against him as an answer and he chuckles again. He leans down and kisses me again and I can't help but bite his lip more than once. I try to lift my legs up when he stops me and looks down on me. He looks hungry and I want to fulfil his thirst. God, I sound so cliché when I think that. I start to blush at my own thoughts because I can't help myself, I keep letting my mind wander. He turns around and grabs what he had earlier and turns towards me again. I look into his hand and gasp. It's a damn choker and leash.

"You know, since I saw you I wanted to mark you as my own. Don't you think this seems like the best way?"

I nearly choke on my own spit. I've never done anything like that before, I'm not sure what to say. "I, uh, y-yeah...yeah."

Jungkook smiles, "Well, I can always mark you another way." That comment makes my heart flutter and he could clearly see my reaction. I pull his head down to kiss him again, making sure to be harsh and everything. His lips are like magic, he makes me feel like I'm high on his attention. How would I ever get used to this? Wait...am I assuming there are going to be more chances with Jungkook?

I wrap my legs around his waist and he hoists me up. Jungkook pulls away to bite at my neck again as he starts to guide us to the nearby bedroom. I love the feeling of marks up and down my neck, but I crave even more. Is it bad that I want him to leave marks nearly everywhere?

Not even a minute later am I lying on a bed with Jungkook above me. It's like a repeat of what happened earlier but this time my hormones are rising more than before. I can feel my pants tightening and my body giving off tons of heat. I just want Jungkook to freaking touch me already.

He pecks my lips, my cheek, then my jaw before saying, "You're perfect, you know that?"

I shake my head, purposely denying the question so he'll give me more attention. He licks his lips, quickly slipping a hand underneath my shirt to mess with my nipples. I gasp at the contact and lift my chest higher to feel more of him. He speaks again in a husky voice, "Use your words babe, master doesn't want you to keep quiet."

I moan at the name, and it appears he's found my weakness. Jungkook does his signature smirk and squeezes my bottom again. "You like that? Master?"

"Yes, master." I moan. He nods his head and leans down to kiss me again. As we kiss, I feel his hands creep up to my neck where I start to sense something around me and it clearly wasn't his fingers. It was his choker, and damn did I enjoy the feeling of it around me. He left my neck and lips and looked down at the black material around me. We both smiled at each other and I could tell he was having a good time with me.

We take each other's shirts off and soon enough he's tearing off my pants. Jungkook looks so pleased with himself, he gives off this cocky vibe that makes me want to kiss him again. He stares at my whole body, but especially my thighs and I have a sudden plan. I spread my legs to show off and I nearly laugh at the way Jungkook blinks his eyes. He looks so shocked and and I smile at that. As he's looking at me, I glance down at his crotch to see his hard on and fuck I want him already.

I look up at him with needy eyes and he catches on. "Such a pretty baby boy, you probably want your master to fuck you right here, right now."

I groan softly at that idea, "Yes, please master!"

Jungkook takes a handful of my hair and makes me look up at him. As we stare at each other his hand tugs at the waistband of my boxers. "That's a bit vague, babe, mind being more specific?"

I put on my best smile and shift my hips back and forth, "I want my master to fuck me until I can't walk, make me so wet and so needy for more. F-Fuck, please fuck me master, please!" Never in a million years would I assume that I would be begging for such things from my kidnapper.

Jungkook nods his head and pulls my boxers down, leaving my member to come up as hard as ever. I haven't even touched myself and I'm already hard. I guess I shouldn't be saying that when it applies to Jungkook as well. I feel so exposed in front of him but I suppose that's because he has half of his clothes still on. He must have read my mind because he's taking off his pants along with his boxers and I bite my lip at his length. It's longer than mine and I can't imagine how it'll feel inside of me.

Jungkook leans over and kisses my shoulder, "How about we do this the old fashion way. C'mon, suck my fingers baby boy."

I open my mouth and coat his fingers as much as I can. Moments later he's pulling out and coming down to my entrance. I make sure to spread my legs as much as I can to show off and again I love the reaction I get. Jungkook takes in a sharp breath and starts to massage my thighs. He takes his fingers and slowly inserts one and I instantly moan. He raises his eyebrows, "This doesn't hurt?"

"Fuck- more, please!" God, I'm such a needy whore. But I fucking love it.

Jungkook smiles, pushing the finger in and out a few times just to make sure I adjust. Next he adds two fingers, as if he completely forgot the step where you put in one at a time. Although pain takes over pleasure in a matter of seconds and I'm moaning again. I groan and groan, but still feel empty. "Fuck, keep that up babe." Jungkook murmurs. He keeps up a slow pace and occasionally curls his fingers. The movement makes my stomach curl and my head filled with lust.

I wanted more, I wanted him to make me feel like I truly am his toy. I say, "Please master, fuck me already!"

Jungkook nods his head as he pulls his fingers out. "On one condition."

Next thing I know, he's clipped the leash to the choker around my marked neck. This is what he wants? I guess it isn't so bad. Jungkook commands me to get on my hands and knees and I can already expect what comes next. He grabs my hips and gives me a cheeky slap on my bottom and I moan.

Without warning, he slams into me and I nearly scream at the contact. He pulls at the leash and starts to thrust into me with so much force it makes my eyes roll to the back of my head. The more he thrusts, the more I moan. I move against him and feel my stomach already starting to coil. Am I going to release without any touch? Fuck.

He keeps up such a fast pace I can't even form words. But he apparently can because Jungkook says, "So tight, fuck babe you're so good. And just mine."

With that last sentence he tugs at the leash again and I keep up with the loud noises. I wonder if anyone can hear us, but then again I don't really care. I feel my body rock against his and my arms and legs start to grow tired from the thrusts. I moan , "M-Master, so good!"

Jungkook continues to pull on the leash and I feel so powerless, like a toy. He knows I like this and keeps it up. I moan a string of curse words thanks to the amazing feeling. Suddenly, Jungkook snaps his hips upward and it's like my prostate is getting abused at this point. I can't take it anymore and lose the support in my arms, falling face first into the bed covers and pillows. He pulls out and flips me over, ramming into me again and gripping my hips so tight his knuckles turn white.

"Shit!" He screams as I start to clench around his hard length. My prostate keeps making me moan and moan, feel so good I can't feel anything but pleasure throughout my whole body. Jungkook hasn't forgotten about the leash and tugs at it again, this time holding it in place for a few seconds. It feels so good, everything does. The moaning, the leash, his hands on me, his freaking cock.

He leans down and kisses me, using his tongue to invade my mouth. I can feel my stomach start to feel a harsh knot form and I can't bring myself to say the right words. I say softly against his mouth, "M-Master, c-coming-"

"Go on! Fuck!" Jungkook screams, making one last sharp thrust into me. I groan and feel myself release untouched. I had been aching for that for such a long time now, it feels so good. It gets all over my stomach and chest, some even on the bed. Jungkook rides out his high inside me before pulling out.

He glances at my hole one last time and grins, "Damn baby, you're like a piece of art with all of Master's come in you."

I smile at his words since I can't find any words. I feel so sleepy, so tired and at this point he's well aware of that. He leans down and pecks my lips.

"Well, I think we can officially come to the conclusion that you're mine now, right?"

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The media is literal me lol

Smut written by my american friend kassidy aka classic-hobi . She's an angel 🙌🏻