He trailed kisses down his throat, his chest, making goosebumps rise on his flesh and when he got to his stomach he looked up, hungrily and stuck his tongue into his belly button and wiggled it, then winked at him.
"Don't. I'm not going to… to come," Jungkook said, getting hold of his wits, sort of.
"Are you trying to convince me or yourself? We'll see about that," V said.
Jungkook squirmed, "Not happening."
V was enjoying every minute of this.
'Yes! No! Wait, what? What do I want here?'
But despite Jungkook's attitude, what he knew he wanted was for the vampire to touch him just where he'd touched his last night, the same way.
Shame washed over him.
V's tongue was almost there, he flicked his tongue across the small wound inside his leg, the wound he'd made with those teeth.
Jungkook was breathing fast and waiting for him to touch that magical spot, that spot that he knew would have him shuddering again, just like last night.
Jungkook wondered if he'd hit that spot inside again, too. He never knew where it was before but then a whoosh of moisture lubricated him, scissoring him open.
V's stare intensified, burning into his and for a moment Jungkook couldn't look away.
"You want me, Jungkook?" his chest was heaving.
"No," Jungkook's voice was small.
"I think you do," he whispered but in his voice, it almost sounded like he was in pain.
He glared at the ceiling and fisted the damp sheets, it was confusing and almost painful to think about what he was now allowing to happen.
'Why wasn't he denying? Why wasn't he trying to get away?'
Jungkook felt the vampire's tongue touch his entrance, a hand on his heated cock, right where he wanted to be touched. It was heavenly but at the same time, he was consumed with lust and heard him moan as he dipped his tongue into his opening.
"Oh, baby. You taste amazing. And that's for me, that taste, isn't it?"
"Yea-No…"
V rubbed his cock hard while his tongue exerted the perfect amount of pressure, and then he was falling fast, tumbling down to that place he'd been last night, the place without self-control. He fell back onto the pillows, his whole body starting to shake as the sensations built higher and higher and threatened to shuttle him over a cliff out into oblivion.
His tongue swirled, and then he applied pressure, and then let go of his wrist. His hand fell limply to the bed. His hands slid up and down his thighs and torso, strong fingers massaging, caressing.
V looked up at him with intensity, rendering him a doe caught in headlights, stuck and paralyzed by the luminescent blue. He shook his head and muttered a garbled string of incoherent cuss words, but then hit a peak, it was heady, intense on so many levels.
As Jungkook hit the peak, V once again bit into him, this time, on his hip.
He felt stinging for a split second and then it went numb, he felt a low hum inside his body and it transcended to need desperation, but those emotions, they weren't his. It was like he could feel his need, that he needed this.
'Needed what? His blood? And something else. What was it?'
Jungkook furrowed his brows, the climax wasn't over and unknown sensations rolled through his body.
"Say it, baby," V breathed, alternately sucking and probing while he was still mid-release, sensations about to crest but then rising again. He closed his eyes and looked like he was in ecstasy.
It was almost like he could feel his blood entering his body as if he was still connected to it, he felt the oddest urge, the desire to give him more.
Jungkook pulled back, looked at him strangely and then he muttered, "Not too much."
V licked the bitten spot and then rose onto his knees, for a moment he just stared at him, like he was trying to process something.
Then a sexy smirk spread over his ethereal face, "No, no, baby. Not done yet. You haven't said it."
He then pushed Jungkook's knees apart and was quickly inside him, this time, he was slow, pushing deeply but being gentler, caressing his face, his expression tender. He passionately kissed him, probing his mouth with his tongue, licking his tongue, his lips, his lips were powerful but so soft.
It was so gentle, so deliberate, and he felt so full of him.
Jungkook felt like he was going to come undone all over again, this quickly.
V kissed him like he was a lifeline.
He plunged deep into him, gyrating his hips, rubbing his hands up and down his shoulders, holding his face as he kissed him, groaning softly.
Jungkook tasted the metallic taste of his blood in his mouth plus his arousal underneath that but he didn't pull away, he felt like goo beneath him, under a spell. He started whimpering into his mouth, this wasn't anything like mindless, emotionless fvcking - This, this was lovemaking.
V was mumbling something sweet-sounding about how good he felt and how sweet Jungkook tasted as he rubbed up and down. It went on for what seemed like forever and that he was right at that edge dangling, on the precipice of another toe-curling climax.
Jungkook felt goosebumps erupting all over.
"Come again for me, firecracker. Scream my name," V urged, biting his earlobe and repeatedly ramming into him, hard.
Jungkook shook his head, choking back emotion, knowing full well that this was very different from last night, he shook his head, "No, fvck off. I can't... I... can't.."
The vampire was playing some sort of mind game or something, he had to be fighting him trying to put him under some sort of control; that's what this had to be.
The vampire stopped and stared at him, "Come on baby, let go, Jungkook," he gyrated deeply, full of authority.
V had no right to do this, this way, to him.
He couldn't put the feelings into words but something was happening in his head, something he had to fight.
The vampire caressed his cheek and then started to pick up his rhythm, moving faster and deeper. He slid his thumb between their pelvises and started to stroke his cock, "Jungkook…"
V was sexy, his voice seductive, he caught sight of his shoulders, part of his back, muscles rippling. He was quite the specimen of a man. No. Not a man. A vampire.
A dangerous and deadly monster with fangs who had held him captive, who had flawless smooth skin, gorgeous eyes, soft lips, warm hands, and so many muscles.
No!
A monster.
He had to keep a clear head. But he couldn't.
"Ye-N-nooo."
"Be more honest like your body, Jungkook. We've got all day," he whispered this huskily and then moaned.
Jungkook tried to push him off but V sounded so sexy, so domineering and he caught both of his wrists and held them over his head.
His orgasm was rising again, bubbling up and ready to overflow at any second but he pushed it back, he could feel his body responding to his thumb probing his cock's tip, at that knot of nerves while he slowly slid in and out of him and gently nipped at his shoulders, his earlobes.
Something was wrong in his head, it was like something changed.
'Not lovemaking… fvcking… dangerous fvcking! Fvck, argh!'
Jungkook couldn't hold it off any longer, he needed a release, needed this torture over with, his cock was on fire, begging.
Just.
Let.
Go!
'Ah, fvck it.'
Jungkook began to rock against V's hand, then letting go of his wrist, he grabbed the vampire's biceps and squeezed, his mouth open but no sound coming out as his body was wracked with spasms.
It felt like there wasn't any air in his lungs, his legs began trembling, then his whole body joined in and was trembling, hard.
"That's it, give in. Say it, baby. Say my name. Say it," V urged him, pumping away and twirling his thumb around and around and around.
Jungkook shook his head, no, defiant, he wouldn't say it.
No.
He swallowed hard and shuddered, hitting that peak but doing it soundlessly and then finding a way to halt it before falling totally over the edge.
His orgasm was cut short and he desperately wanted him to let go so he could close his legs. His body wanted the rest of that finale but he'd cut it short and now he chewed his lip and whimpered, pushing the sensations back with all his might, determined to win.
He was limp but it was like his crotch was still on fire, reaching for it, sensations rolling, almost vibrating.
V glowered at him, "Really?"
Fury radiated from him.
The vampire grabbed his wrists and pinned them above his head again and started pounding harder into him, giving him what could only be classified as a punishment fvck.
It started to hurt, really hurt, as he slammed against his pelvic bone, he bared his fangs and glared with rage in his eyes, sending the sensation of a thousand pine needles through Jungkook's heart and then he lowered his head and sank his fangs into his throat.
Jungkook squealed in pain, "Oww. Stop... No."
Rage pulsed through his with the tempo of a heartbeat, like hot air bubbles pushed through the veins in his throat and radiated through his body.
He could feel the vampire's anger, like it was rushing into him, entering his veins, replacing the blood that left him and then something sour was snaking through his torso, his limbs, his digits.
Something was invading his veins, he felt half-alive as his veins got heavy and cold.
Th-thump, th-thump, th-thump.
'So.. much... rage.'
V lifted him and suddenly he was on his knees, straddling on his lap, he had his bottom in the vampire's grasps, grinding him into his hardness.
He was raw, sore, like a ragdoll, Jungkook's hips and pelvic bone felt badly bruised, he was being relentless.
"Stop. Please... stop."
Jungkook found the strength to pound once on the vampire's chest before his arm fell to his side, he was lightheaded and going limp.
V didn't stop.
He pulled his wrists behind his back and held them with one hand.
The vampire kept drinking, his free hand went around his throat, letting his wrists go then dug his hand into his butt cheek and he just kept right on drinking it.
Pounding and drinking then making a snarling sound, like a wild animal.
Jungkook was having trouble breathing as his fingers tightened around his throat, his vision started to blur.
He could hear him gulping, swallowing fast, like when someone tips a pop bottle back and just drinks it down.
"V," Jungkook pleaded feebly.
The vampire's hand loosened, fangs released his throat, he started to cough and gasp for air as wild black eyes darted to his face. His lips were curled into a snarl and blood dripped onto his naked chest, the blue was gone.
V's irises were just black, huge and shining like big black opals.
His face started to change, fury dissipated and changed into confusion, then concern. He slid out of Jungkook and gently laid him on his back, reared back onto his knees and ran both hands through his still-wet hair.
The fangs receded and the vampire breathed out a, "no," shutting his eyelids and then just like that, he opened them and they were blue again.
Jungkook was hyperventilating, shaking.
V looked at his bloodied hands and started trembling harder, face horror-stricken, he wanted to scream but no sound would come out.
He pulled Jungkook against him and licked the wound but the bleeding wasn't stopping. V held his lips tight against his throat, putting pressure and rubbed his back.
"Hey, no. It's okay," he was hoarse.
Jungkook could still feel the vampire's erection against him.
V stared for a minute at the wound and licked it again and held his lips there for a moment.
His anxiety looked like it was mostly gone.
He looked satisfied with his examination of his neck wound.
'Have I stopped bleeding?'
Jungkook wanted to ask but the words wouldn't come out, he noticed the room was spinning a little and he threw his forearm over his eyes, trying to make it stop.
V stood up and went then he was back, pulling him to sit, "Drink this," tipping a glass against his pale lips.
Jungkook obeyed.
Orange juice.
He managed a few sips and then signalled for him to stop.
"More," V ordered and tipped it again so he would drink more of it.
He gently laid his back down, covered his with the dark red duvet and disappeared again.
Jungkook's teeth were chattering, cradling himself in the fetal position under the blankets, trying to get warm.
'Oh Gad, I'm going to die…'
The tinny scent of his blood permeated his nostrils and his eyelids fluttered, concern all over the vampire's face, his handsome face.
V wasn't that black-eyed monster right now.
His lips landed on the neck wound again and it felt so good, so soothing, his fingers were on the back of his neck, massaging it.
Jungkook felt his heart rate beating hard and steady, and loud but could hear V's too, in perfect time with him.
The vampire's breathing slowed, his lips left his skin and then his eyes held onto him as he bandaged his neck.
V wiped his forehead with a warm cloth and then used it to wipe the blood off his hands. He massaged his shoulders and his arms, then his legs and feet, it was like he was trying to help get his circulation going.
'So what if he was beautiful, he thought, as he blinked slowly at him, feeling like he was starting to gain a foothold on reality. Beauty was only skin deep. And he just wanted to sink his teeth into his skin, to drain him.'
The snaking hate V unleashed in his veins was still trickling through him.
Bile rose in his throat again, he moistened his lips and shuddered, teeth chattering again, he started to gag, hard, dry heaving five or six times.
"You're gonna be okay."
V took him by the hip and shoulder and moved onto his side and started rubbing his back.
'Don't be sweet to me you cocky asshole. You did this. That's what he thought but he couldn't form the words to say it.'
"You're gonna be fine. Sleep," his voice was low and he sounded ashamed, "Don't look at me like that, please. It's killing me."
'Good. Die.'
Jungkook's eyes drooped and he started to turn fuzzy, go out of focus, he heard a knock and then another man's accented voice.
It was a different accent from the others, "I have the information you asked for."
Then a loud crashing sound, smashing and a loud groan.
He couldn't open his eyes to see what was making that sound.
All Jungkook could see was dark.
~~~
Light pierced the darkness, as V was chasing him, his fangs were dripping with blood.
Jungkook was running as fast as he could down a dim tunnel in his bare feet and the stones beneath his feet were sharp.
So sharp.
The light at the end of the tunnel seemed to be getting farther and farther away as he half ran, half hobbled.
The vampire was laughing as he chased and he was fast closing the gap.
Blood dripped down the tunnel walls.
Jungkook then tripped and fell, his hands were covered in blood.
There was a black snake wrapped around his ankle and coiling right up to the spot where V first bit inside his thigh, the snake started to squeeze.
Jungkook darted awake, gasping for air, he was thrashing on the bed and V was holding him down by the shoulders, "It's okay," he said gently, "It was just a dream."
He struggled to open his eyes, then, the vampire was poking a needle into his arm.
"What?" Jungkook wanted to struggle but he was immobile under him.
"Shhh," V hushed, pulled the needle out, placing it on a tray on the adjacent bedside table beside a selection of syringes. He stroked a stray hair away from Jungkook's face, "You're okay. It was just a dream." He put pressure on the injection site and then leaned over and touched his lips to it.
"But it wasn't," he sobbed, "Is it?" Jungkook shrugged him away.
V let go "No. It's not."
"You're real. This nightmare is real."
The vampire said nothing, his expression gave him no clues about what he was thinking.
"What was in that needle?"
"That needle? I took a bit of blood."
"I had some left?"
"There's a good sign… you must be okay, listen to that sarcasm. Happy to see you're still a firecracker."
V fiddled with several syringes on the tray.
"No thanks to you."
There was silence for a moment.
Jungkook closed his eyes, he didn't have to look at V's eyes, which made him very uncomfortable as he could see through his like he knew his secrets.
It was unnerving.
Jungkook must've slid back into unconsciousness, he thought he blinked but suddenly it was as if time had warped and his eyes opened to V under the blankets with him, holding his and kissing his face and whispering sweetly to him about being sorry and about how he was going to be okay.
The vampire feathered soft kisses all over his face, his ears, his bare shoulders, his chest, his belly.
"It was the first time I wanted something, really wanted it, in so long. I just didn't know how to take no for an answer and I lost it. I'm so sorry," V whispering into his hair.
Jungkook struggled to open his eyes but felt so groggy.
V ran his hands up and down his arms and across his back.
"It's okay, sweet boy, your fever will break soon," Jungkook heard him say as he slipped back under unconsciousness, feeling like he shouldn't feel so comfortable against his warmth, feeling like he should run, run fast and far away from him.
Or pierce his heart with a garlic-laced stake, like right now.
But Jungkook just slid back into a dreamless sleep against his warm body.
~~~
When Jungkook woke up, V was sitting on the chair beside the bed, doing something on his smartphone, his hair flopped over his forehead and he looked very focused on what he was doing, a muscle twitching in his jaw.
Jungkook eyed him with contempt, he could feel his mouth contorting into a snarl.
'What was this guy's game? Almost killing him, snuggling him, now watching over him in bed, keeping vigil?'
"There's food here for you," the vampire spoke before he briefly glanced up, feeling his eyes on him and then looked back at his phone and kept thumbing away at his screen.
"I don't want food. I wanna go. I really need to go. I'm supposed to be at work. They're going to wonder where I am. I-"
"You can't leave."
"So, you're gonna kill me."
V shook his head, "Lay back down. You're too weak. I'm not gonna kill ya."
The vampire touched the giant bandage on his throat.
Jungkook felt he wasn't naked any longer, he was in a black dress shirt but that was all, he examined his hands, no more blood on them.
'Where did it go? Blood before, blood in his dreams, where was it now?' he thought, examining his hands by turning them over and over.
"I don't believe you, I don't think you can stop yourself,"
"I can stop myself," he said softly.
"If you aren't going to kill me, why can't I go? You can't keep me here indefinitely."
"Watch me."
V arched his brow at him in a challenge and then shook it off, as if changing his mind about arguing, then got up and brought a tray over from the coffee table. He placed it on the night table.
Jungkook spied a dish of fruit salad and a sandwich covered in plastic wrap as well as a large glass of amber liquid on the tray.
Jungkook couldn't imagine swallowing food.
"Eat," he urged.
"I can't eat," he spat, "There's a big gaping fvcking hole in my throat."
"There's not. You're okay." His voice and expression were soft.
"Why can't you just let me go? You got what you wanted. Fvcking and blood, more than once."
"Wasn't enough," he said.
"What? I don't understand. Please, V, let me go. I won't say anything."
The vampire's eyes widened for a fraction of a second and then he swallowed hard, folded his arms across his chest and said nothing but motioned with his chin toward the food tray.
V was sitting still, watching him, his expression broody.
He knew one thing; he needed a clear head so that he could figure this thing out.
Jungkook felt so weak, maybe the food would help, he leaned toward the tray, wincing at the pain in his body. The vampire reached over, passing the glass of apple juice. He took a slow sip and kept his eyes on him, trying to read his expression, the juice tasted so good.
This was all so surreal.
He was suddenly ravenous, Jungkook took a deep breath and then had a bite of a turkey sandwich, looking down and examining it more closely.
It was roasted turkey with stuffing and cranberry on it, it was odd to be served such a sandwich, especially his favourite sandwich, this wasn't deli turkey.
There was a clatter outside the door, V stood and exited the room.
Jungkook felt something wet on his neck and realized that he had blood seeping out of the bandage. He put the sandwich down and got up and went to the bathroom, washing his hands and putting pressure on the bandage for a few minutes.
As he headed back toward the bed he heard another bang outside the door.
It jolted him.
Then it was silent.
Jungkook looked back at the sandwich, he snickered, as he took another bite while still applying pressure to his neck.
'Man, this is good!'
A birthday gift for a vampire.
But a bomb of a birthday gift, really, right?
Jungkook didn't fall under his spell and how bad for them both.
Bad for him.
If he had those vacant eyes he was used to, he'd be back home by now, none the wiser.
He'd have had some great sex, although he wouldn't have remembered it, be a human blood bank, and then forgotten all about it.
"Why me?" he mumbled aloud, "Only me."
Everyone else got to be blissfully ignorant of the truth about the things that went bump in the night but not Jeon Jungkook.
Jungkook had to face the bump in the night head-on.
Story of his life!
His neck was suddenly sore, really sore and his pelvic bone felt badly bruised, his ribs and legs were sore, too.
Raw and sore.
He had no idea what time it was now, he knew at least one if not both of his bosses and probably Hobi his roommate would be wondering where he was.
He chewed at the sandwich for a few minutes, his appetite disintegrated after a few bites but he knew he needed strength after all that blood loss.
'How much blood could he safely lose without dying?'
He wondered why he had taken blood in a needle.
He never felt so weak in his life and his brain felt hazy, too.
The wound on his neck seemed to stop bleeding.
He'd need brains and brawn to get out of here.
Suddenly he felt rage rise in him, "Damn it, you asshole! Let me fvcking go!" he yelled at the closed door.
Jungkook threw the plates across the room, it bounced against the door and landed on the carpet.
He surrendered to more sleep, his hand holding the bandage tight.
He was exhausted and weak.
~~~~
~~~
Jungkook woke up sometime later when he heard the door open, a tall and good-looking blond guy dressed in black suit pants and a black turtleneck sweater entered, he looked about his age and had a boy-next-door-wholesomeness to his face.
The new stranger assessed him with a serious look as he walked toward him, looking at him expectantly.
Jungkook didn't know whether to be afraid, he didn't seem menacing but then again, neither would V to anyone who didn't know different.
"Jungkook," he said, looking into his eyes and speaking slowly, "Stay there. V won't be back until later. If you need anything, use this."
He put a two-way radio on the nightstand and pointed to his hip, "I'm Seokjin, Jin. If you try anything you'll be restrained and I locked the door."
"Do you understand?"
Jungkook rolled his eyes at him as he backed away and gave a polite nod, turning on his heel when he reached the door when he heard it lock. They had cleaned the fruit and cranberry smears from the door sometime while he slept.
'Where had V gone? Was he in the building? How much time did he have before he got back?'
He looked out the window and guessed it might be late afternoon or early evening, he didn't even know where he was but he knew it would be best to get out of here before dark as who knew what was out there.
'Since vampires were real, what else was out there? Witches, warlocks, werewolves, and other shape-shifters? Was this a golden opportunity to get out of here that he was about to blow with inaction?'
The thought lingered in his mind for a moment, he shuddered, then he paced.
Jungkook glanced out the windows again, it led to a courtyard, so a big pit, essentially but there would be a door on the main level inside of the courtyard and then that would lead to the outside.
He wondered about the bathroom window, finding that it was on an outside wall, facing the courtyard, but that it was too high and too small.
'Was the balcony too exposed to take a chance with? Fvck! What then? Come on, Jungkook. Think! My life depends on this!'
He stared at the two-way radio and pondered what to do for ages, pacing, carrying it, then walked with it into the bathroom and eyed the vase of flowers on top of the vanity again.
He lifted the flowers out and a thorn pricked his finger and revealed a droplet of blood, dropping the flowers on the vanity top and dumped the water into the sink.
It was a heavy ceramic vase, it must've weighed 10 or 15 pounds.
It'd have to do.
Jungkook wiped his finger on the shirt and pressed the call button on the radio, a voice came out of it.
"Yes?"
"Yes? Umm... I'm here."
Jungkook pressed it again and waited, a moment later he heard a noise out in the bedroom. He waited behind the bathroom door, holding the heavy vase up above his head, his knees were knocking together and his arms ached from the weight of it.
There was a knock on the bathroom door, "It's Jin. You alright in there?"
Seokjin's voice sounded urgent, he glanced up above his head at his finger where he'd caught the thorn, he got louder, "Hello?"
Jungkook chewed the inside of his cheek.
There was only a tiny droplet, but there was a bloody smear on the vase.
Shit.
"I smell blood!"
He's a vampire, too.
Seokjin knocked on the door, "Are you okay in there? I'm coming in."
Jungkook took a step back in time for him to turn the knob and they made eye contact.
Jin eyed his bleeding finger and fangs protruded slowly from his mouth, eyes widened and darkened, looking like the colour drained from his face, leaving his skin with a greyish hue.
With all of Jungkook's might, he smashed the vase over his head, cracking it in two before it crashed on the floor, he stood, dumbfounded, then Jin sank to the floor slowly.
Jungkook didn't wait for him to land, hopping over and ran past him, he didn't look back, just bolted for the door. It was unlocked, he fumbled in a long hallway and at the end was a set of double doors. In the opposite direction, there might be stairs, he ran, hoping to find them.
There was a long staircase ahead and tearing down the stairs as quickly as he could, skipping two steps, almost taking a tumble. The front door was straight ahead, past a large foyer. There was no time to look for his clothes or anything else. He'd have to take his chances wearing a shirt and no underwear. He grabbed the front door handle, twisted a large lock, and opened it.
Straight ahead he saw a long and winding stone driveway flanked by huge trees on both sides. A big black SUV was racing up outside, the brakes made a squealing sound as the driver's door flew open.
V climbed out, his face was a scowl.
The vampire spotting him, he was running toward the house.
'Oh no! Shit! Shit, shit, shit!'
Jungkook backed up into the house, practically tripping, deciding to find another way out, a back door. Before he thought any further, the vampire was there, in front of him, he held his wrists in a grip.
'How had he gotten here so fast?'
"What do you think you're doing? What have you done with Jin?"
V looked calm, if Jungkook had to name the expression, he'd call it calculating.
Jungkook let out a small cry as he tried to break free, but he wasn't letting go.
"Come with me."
"Fvck you."
"Ah come now, my little firecracker," he laughed low in his throat, "Let's keep this civilized. Or do I have to throw you over my shoulder and carry you?"
"Monster!" Jungkook spat out.
V's eyes lit up with amusement, "Damn straight. You'd do well to remember that."
The vampire's eyes appeared to darken, Jungkook's blood ran cold, he clenched his teeth together as fear prickled the back of his neck but then V smirked at him.
They climbed the stairs, pulling him, but Jungkook struggled and swatted at his face. V dodged his slap and then leaned forward and did just as he'd threatened, he hoisted him over his shoulder like a sack of potato and slapped his bare ass.
'How humiliating!'
"Behave!" he hissed, "Don't make the monster angry…"
"You need to let me go, motherfvcker! I'm not staying here so you can drain me dry! Put me the fvck down!"
"What a potty mouth," V slapped his ass again and dug his fingertips in, "Wait, are you bleeding?"
He hoisted Jungkook back halfway off his shoulder, sliding on his chest, he caught him by the ass, grabbing his hand and sucked his finger, "Did Jin...?"
He didn't finish the sentence, the vampire hoisted Jungkook back and then moved faster, the surrounding space blurred, they were outside the bedroom door and Jungkook felt dizzy.
"Is Jin in there?" V demanded.
Jungkook didn't have time to answer, the blood was rushing to his head, and he tried to balance upward, desperately wanting to cover his exposed behind. He strode to the double doors, pushing one open and walked in, this was a different bedroom.
The vampire dropped Jungkook less than gingerly onto an enormous bed, this room was a lot like the other one but this was even bigger and not as sparsely furnished.
Jungkook pulled the shirt down as much as he could, dumbfounded, numb.
"Don't move. Understand?" Iciness ran through V's veins, his eyes blazed with fury, "So help me…" he grumbled as he slammed the door shut.
A second later he heard a big commotion of yelling and things crashing before Jungkook reacted, to run for the door to get away or even to think about what to do next, the doors flew open.
The vampire was back, instantly on his knees in front of him, his enormous hands on Jungkook's knees, eyes searching his face, "He didn't touch you? Didn't... feed on you?" he asks, expression soft but his eyes painfully piercing him.
Jungkook furrowed his brows and shook his head, dumbfounded at his actions.
"Jungkook, tell me...," V demanded, his grip on his knees tightening.
"No. I... I h-hit him over the head with the heavy vase then a thorn pricked my finger… I-," he stopped talking.
V audibly exhaled understanding, resting his head in Jungkook's lap.
The vampire circled his waist with his arms, his eyes were closed and let out a sigh of relief. He reached for Jungkook's hand and sucked on his pricked finger for a second and let out another sigh.
The intimacy of the move startled Jungkook, raised his hand, running it through his dishevelled hair and just sat, frozen, tense, trying to absorb everything, he frowned as his other hand landed on V's forehead.
'What am I even doing?'
Jungkook swallowed hard, then shook his head vigorously and pushed down on his shoulders, trying to get him off, "Listen, man…"
The vampire looked up at Jungkook's face, "Shh," V said, "Don't fight with me right now. Just let me hold you. Please...? Just... for a minute," he said, holding him tighter.
The vampire prince, V, is accustomed to others melting into a trance when he stared into their eyes or told them to do something, he was damn close to doing the same irrational thing even if what he said was true and he wasn't entranced.
'Jungkook's behaviour was so, so… disarming.'
V climbed up onto the bed, pulling Jungkook to lie down, pulling him close and lay down beside him, closing his eyes and letting out a deep sigh.
Jungkook could feel his heart thumping against his chest and it was racing, he tried to pull the shirt down as it was once again riding up and showing everything he had from the waist down.
"I refuse to lie here and cuddle with you. V.. You…," Jungkook wasn't about to say his name again now, "Let go of me," pushing at the vampire's shoulders.
"Shh, just let me…," V stroked his back and left feathered kisses on his forehead, his nose, his eyelids, his cheeks.
Jungkook was exasperated but was too dumbstruck to do anything about it. Finally, he asked, "Would it be too much to ask you to get me something to wear, please?"
V chuckled and flashed his signature smirk.
'Smirk? Where did those come from? He hadn't seen those before. Blue eyes, tall, dark, and movie-star beautiful? They constructed the man out of kryptonite. Almost. The fangs? Yeah, not so much…'
Shit.
"Why'd you stop yourself from saying my name?"
Mischief rang in the vampire's voice as he nuzzled into Jungkook's bare throat.
"Say my name and I'll give you something to wear. Deal?"
"Fvck you. We both know what'll happen if I say it."
"It's going to happen anyway," V teased in a husky voice, running his nose up and down his throat and then kissing behind his earlobe, sucking it into his mouth.
Abruptly the vampire sat up, pulling the blanket out quickly, laying back down, "I have a better idea. We both get naked."
V raised his eyebrows, reaching over to yank the front of the shirt as buttons popped off and slid it off Jungkook's arms, leaving him fully naked, again.
The vampire hugged himself and squeezed his eyes tight, pulling Jungkook close and closed his eyes, but the other tried to pull away.
Jungkook was shaking, his head was throbbing.
"Don't, please... I just need to hold you for a minute."
V slightly let go as he pulled his shirt off, slid his jeans down and then kicked them off.
An ache bloomed deep in Jungkook's belly, something that felt like longing as the vampire pulled him to his chest, nuzzled his neck.
V held him tight and rubbed his back, "Stop shaking. It's okay, I won't hurt you. I won't let anyone... hurt you."
"Lies," Jungkook whispered, "You've already hurt me."
The vampire prince blinked a few times and caressed Jungkook's cheek, "I know. I'm sorry about that," he whispered.
Jungkook shook his head., trying to make a point.
"I am," V whispered against his lips.
"Then let me go."
"Can't," the vampire mouthed this right against his lips.
"Can't? You mean won't."
"I meant it... I can't."
"I told you, I won't tell anyone," Jungkook whimpered.
V didn't reply, he simply kissed him.
"And you're wrong. I think you must have me in a trance, just tell me to forget and I bet you... I will."
Jungkook tried to back up but his lips touched him again.
"I don't want you to forget," V whispered, "And no. You're not. I promise. If you were, you'd never have tried to run from me or hit one of my guys. And you wouldn't look at me the way you do. You'd never have called out my name like that while I fvcked you." His voice was even huskier now, "You wouldn't even leak for me."
Jungkook tried to ignore the feelings that stirred in him, "If I was in my right mind, I'd never have stopped fighting. I'd fight to the death. If you won't let me go, then what's going to happen to me?
"We'll have to wait and see."
"Wait for what? For you to get bored with me, then kill me?"
"That's not likely," he whispered, "I've never had this. No one like you... in my bed."
V gently tugged at the bandage and pulled it off his neck and nuzzled the bruised bare skin, Jungkook winced, it still hurt. The vampire's lips were like a tonic on it, though it felt better.
'Was it part of his plan to keep working on mesmerizing Jungkook into a trance so that he'd just let him do whatever he wanted? Was it working?'
After some time Jungkook's breathing steadied and fell asleep, V's arms held him closer, nose buried into his neck, lips lightly hovering over the sore spot.
Jungkook was like a walking contradiction struggling with the fact that despite how his head felt his body relaxed and now that his mouth was against his throat, it didn't hurt.
He leaned back to look at him and the pain returned, V nuzzled in again and the pain stopped.
Jungkook fell asleep and when he woke up, head on the vampire's chest and his hand fanned out across his shoulder, he noticed that his throat no longer hurt.
V continued to sleep soundly, both arms around him, he looked at the vampire's face. He then blew his hair out of his eyes and picked up a shirt button from the bed and fiddled with it. Then V stirred and pulled him closer, if that was even possible, it was so cosy right now in his embrace and he shouldn't be feeling this way.
'What an enigma the vampire, V, was. Monster one minute, affectionate baby bear the next. If he would not let him leave and would not kill him, what would he be? A human blood bank? Sex slave? An all he could drink and fvck buffet?'
Shit.
Fvck...
He should plot his escape while he slept, not gushing over his looks, looks that were undoubtedly designed to be disarming and seductive.
Jungkook was 5 foot 10 despite that the vampire towered over him. He had to be 6'2 - 3". V looked like he could be a Calvin Klein underwear model or a movie star or a rock star or a hot Gad.
He tried to inch away, but V tightened his grip, "Uh, uh, uh…"
Jungkook choked back a sob, suddenly overcome with the memory of how awful it was earlier when his eyes had gone black and that horrible feeling that had spread through his veins like wildfire.
The vampire looked at him with remorse, "I'm sorry. Just be here with me. Can you just let me…" he rubbed his shoulders.
The vampire cut him off but didn't know where to start, Jungkook massaged his temples with his fingertips and the button fell.
"I have to think. I just can't seem to think straight."
"Same here," V whispered through his hair, "I think I know what's happening here, you've cast some sort of spell on me."
Jungkook shook his head, "That... doesn't even make sense-"
The vampire looked at his eyes, then started feathering kisses all over his face.
"Stop that," he pointed.
V gave him a boyish smile, and there were those smirks.
"You say that I'm not in a trance but... the things I've l-let you…" Jungkook stopped.
"You are lucid, Jungkook."
"You keep using your super-sex-hypnosis and those thousand-calorie-kisses. V, I'm not an all-you-can-drink-and-fvck buffet, okay?"
V chuckled and lightly caressed his cheek, "My kinda buffet! Super-sex-hypnosis? I have never heard of such power and what kisses?"
"Just let me leave," Jungkook pleaded.
The vampire leaned over, looking like his thoughts had swept away from him. He absently brushed a button off the bed, shaking his head, "Not that simple, firecracker."
"Why? You're afraid I'm going to reveal what you are? I told you, I won't. What can I do to convince you?"
"There's something about you. I need to figure it out," he flicked another button off the bed.
"What do you mean? Because I can't be under a trance?"
"Yes. And not just that, something in your blood. It's different. It's…"
Jungkook waited for him to finish.
"And what you do to me…" he nuzzled under Jungkook's chin and licked the base of his throat.
The other tried to back up, digging his hands into the mattress, but V had a firm hold of him.
"What I do to you? Turn you into a vicious animal?"
The vampire climbed on top and parted his legs with his knee, V sighed, "Don't, baby. Don't fight this time. You want me. I feel it."
'Not again.'
"No, no, V. Please..." Jungkook groaned, "I don't want... I don't... We need to talk this through, make you understand. You need to let me go. Go find some other who will submit for you."
'Shit. I said his name again!'
The vampire made a primal growling sound and parted his lips with his tongue, kissing him, "I don't want that. I want this. You. Now. Right now. Feel that? You can feel it, can't you?"
"Feel what? ...No."
'Of course, he could feel it. What was it? Magnets? His resolve melting?'
Jungkook sobbed into his mouth as he felt the vampire's kiss tasted like sin.
"I won't feed this time, firecracker. You need to regain strength. Please don't fight with me this time. Let me have you. I'll be gentle. I'll make you feel so good," his voice was full of lust, husky, sexy, enchanting.
No.
Don't be sensual.
'Be your cocky asshole self so I can continue to hate your stupid vampire guts.'
Goosebumps rose all over Jungkook's flesh as V being all sweet, acting desperate to be intimate with him and have it be mutual, but he had to ignore what he was doing to his body and make him let it go.
Jungkook's body felt tingly, but he didn't want this, he tried to get up but he pinned him.
"Please don't… I'm sore."
Jungkook pleaded, he was aching from the sex, especially the punishment sex. He was… spent, it was like his heart was splintering into his chest, "Please."
"Isn't it the best kind of sore, my firecracker? Jungkook... I'll be gentle," V said, but then gave him a wicked smile and grabbed his butt roughly.
Jungkook groaned out of exasperation, placing his hands over his face. He didn't have the resolve to fight with him when there was a battle going on inside of him.
V started placing a gentle kiss on his shoulder, ran his fingers through his hair and stroked his hands up and down his torso. He lifted Jungkook's hands off his face, lacing them with his, pinning them above, kissing the bridge of his nose.
In no time, Jungkook's body was responding to his.
The vampire's free hand rubbed between Jungkook's legs, dipping his head and pulling a nipple into his mouth, not breaking a sweat as he licked his way down to his cock, sucking it slowly, then rubbing entrancing circles on his asshole.
Jungkook squeezed his eyes tight, tried to fight the urge to respond, but before he knew it, his nails were digging into his back, his legs wrapped tight around his waist, and he was moaning.
V licked the skin and dipped his tongue, getting his hole wet and ready. After some time, he entered Jungkook slowly, slowly going deeper, an inch at the time as the vampire watched for his reaction.
As Jungkook got close to climaxing, the vampire breathed heavily into his ear, "Say it."
'Fvck it. Maybe if I stop fighting, he'll stop wanting me.'
But then nausea swept over him, he didn't want a repeat of last time when he went violent after he refused to say his name.
"C'mon baby," V growled, low, grabbing his face and giving him a sexy burning stare that turned him into putty.
He didn't understand his fascination with it, why saying the vampire's name sent him over some unseen edge, but he didn't want to be drained dry because of his refusal to say his name.
"I hate you, V," he whimpered.
"Yes," he hissed, driving into him deeper, eyes blazing, "Again. Like you mean it. Admit it, you want me to fvck you senseless, my firecracker."
Jungkook dug his nails into his back, the vampire hitting his favourite spot with every hard thrust, a loud cry was heard, "Fvck you, V," as he held on tight as they both climaxed together. He whimpered as he was coming, legs trembling, toes curling as he, again, felt liquid fire in his veins.
"Oh wow, baby," he breathed heavily into Jungkook's ear, "I want to bite you hard right now."
'Why did that plan sound so hot?'
The vampire flipped Jungkook onto his side, gathering his backside up to his crotch, spooning him, snuggling close and kissing his shoulder.
"No cuddling. Off!"
Jungkook folded his arms across his chest, waiting for his body to stop with the aftershocks, the shaking, his body felt like jelly.
V trailed his fingertips from his shoulder down to his hip, hovering over, "So much for basking in the afterglow," V said, kissing his shoulder again.
The vampire, noticing that it was getting dark, let him go and rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling for what seemed like ages. He tossed the blanket back, got up and walked over to a dresser across the room, pouring two glasses of liquid amber from a decanter as he fetched underwear from a drawer.
Jungkook averted his gaze, trying to ignore the urge to admire his beauty. He walked back over, sitting down, passing a glass then easing into a pair of snug black boxer briefs.
Jungkook drank, it was a strong whiskey, it burned going down, but he relished its warmth as he tried to push away thoughts of how sexy and enticing he looked, his tall, muscular profile in the dim light of the room coming from the wall of windows that opened to that courtyard.
The numbing effects of alcohol would help him settle his anxiety. He stared out the window, stared at his back and eyed the muscular detail of his back, his shoulders, his arms, his tight buns.
Sex. On. Legs.
V took a swig of the liquid and walked over to the balcony doors.
"Now we're both not naked, therefore, can I get clothes too?"
The vampire then reached into another drawer and pulled out a black t-shirt, tossing it over, he blew out a long breath, pulled the tee over his head.
"You haven't landed in the bed of just any vampire," V started, "You might say... I'm what my kind would call royalty."
'Royalty? Shit. Just my luck.'
"I told you last night it was my birthday. We'd already been celebrating when I got some news from the guys who work for me, went out and found you, brought you as a gift to celebrate my… coronation. The guys frequently find someone for me," the vampire paused, took a big swig and continued, "They stopped at the bar you were working at. You met my preferred specs, that's why you're brought here, they tried to talk you into leaving with them."
Jungkook scoffed, a lot of guys made offers as he poured drinks, he never paid much attention to them.
"You didn't bite so... Jin got overzealous and grabbed you."
Jungkook blew air out of his mouth snidely and shook his head.
"Then, as you know, you didn't fall under my instructions. It was more peculiar as I am pretty powerful in the persuasion department. I decided to have some fun, you became a challenge. One I hadn't realized I'd wanted so much until it happened. It was… refreshing."
"Having someone taken? Being given as a gift? That's pretty twisted, don't you think?" Jungkook said as he took another big sip of the drink, it was too big and so it went down rough.
The vampire was still looking out the window and shrugged, "It's the natural order, it's what vampires do. Perks of life at the top of the food chain. Do you ask a tree for permission to pluck off a piece of fruit? Do you ask a chicken if you can have some of his eggs?"
It stunned Jungkook to hear a logic like that.
V continued, "At first I thought that you were on something, some drugs that could explain why you can temporarily block my persuasion, but there weren't. Something about you seemed different and when I went down on you… I knew there was something way different, it was the way you taste. And when I tasted your blood… it was nothing I'd ever tasted."
Jungkook turned every shade of red because of the vampire's confession.
"I know what happened this morning has you scared, and I'm sorry about that. I'm always in control... things like that never happen. I'm not used to hearing the word 'No' and while I typically find it amusing when you say it, this morning… I… didn't want to hear you say No. I'm having your blood tested, I need to sort this out, of why you're having this effect on me. Shit. I'm fvcking this up already, I... don't apologize… so listen to me," the vampire shook his head, poured more liquor, drank some more.
"Tested? For what?"
"We shall see," He downed the rest of the contents of his glass.
"What if you let me go presently and when the results…" Jungkook started, about to offer some sort of bargain.
V slammed the glass down, Jungkook jumped, startled, "Not happening. What you pulled today with Jin, that can't happen again."
Jungkook got out of bed, happy that the shirt was covering his ass, paced as he folded his arms across his chest.
'Mr Romantic was now back to being Mr Cocky Bastard.'
"I mean it, firecracker. No one gets a taste, even a whiff, of your blood. It's too dangerous."
"No one? You mean no one but you?"
"That's right," the vampire said, mirroring his body stance and looking at him as if to challenge him to do something about it.
"So.. I'm supposed to just let you keep, keep doing things… to me?" Jungkook stated as he couldn't fight the tears.
"You don't seem like you minded so much," V smirked.
Jungkook let out a frustrated grunt and threaded his fingers through his hair, circling his temples with his palms.
"Please," his face changed, and he looked serious, "I need to know you will not try to escape again."
"And if I run? Then what?"
"You do not want to go there," V said, eyes turning black, growling at him, "I'm being very generous by asking. I'm giving you a chance to cooperate. I rarely ask. Do us both a favour and do things the easy way. For a change."
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They stared each other down and the tension was palpable. He looked away first, making him feel intensely satisfied. He'd never lost a stare-down yet. To anyone.
"Why should I do you a favour? And you're probably going to kill me eventually so I might as well try to escape. Nothing to lose and all…"
"I have no plans to kill you. I'll have the tests back soon so make this one thing easy, will ya? Test me and try to get away and I'll restrain you. You need to stay put while I figure this out. For your safety."
What a prick! What happened to Mr Sweetheart who just wanted to hold me?
"Restrain me?"
"That's right."
"That's fvcked up. So much for Mister 'just let me hold you.'"
"Could be fun," he ran a finger down his arm, "We could do things the easy way or the hard way. You seem, so far, like you usually pick the hard way." He added emphasis to the word hard and his eyes twinkled,
"Back the fvck up," he growled.
V laughed, "Such a potty mouth! But you're adorable. And Mister 'just let me hold you' would happily hold you," he leaned forward, "I'm not usually a snuggler but with you, I've made an exception."
He held his palms up, "Don't." But his insides were turning to goo.
He looked back toward the window and got a faraway look in his eyes. He got hold of his senses and glared at him.
"It'll be easier soon, Jungkook."
"Huh?"
He didn't answer.
"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked.
"Never mind," he let out a sigh.
Finally, after he was unable to bore a hole into his back with his eyes, he took a deep breath,
"Is he okay?" he asked.
"Who?" He spun back around to face him again.
"Seokjin? Jin?"
A surprised look spread across V's face, "I didn't end him if that's what you mean. How did you manage to knock him out? Beyond me. Maybe the blood tests will help with that little mystery, too. It was a first. He's lucky that he spoke fast when I got there. When I smelled fresh blood on you I thought…well, he came close to being a dead vampire, let's just say that."
"Uh, aren't vampires already dead?"
He snickered, "No, being a vampire isn't like being a zombie, an undead thing. It's more like…" he paused, "like being an enhanced human who has more strength and speed, plus some have other talents. Some vamps are stronger than others and some have unique talents or assets. I have more speed, strength, and control than the average vampire. I have a few talents. Some new and emerging ones. The control thing is important, here. I suspect that your blood in less controlled hands would have pretty dire consequences for you. If Jin had smelled your blood…"
"Jin did get a whiff of my blood. I think that's how I knocked him out. I caught him off guard with my bleeding finger."
V's eyes widened and then he slammed his fist down on the nightstand and looked furious. Jungkook jumped, startled. He took a few deep breaths and rubbed his temples. He thought back to how insatiable his thirst had been when he was angry. Only him pleading and saying his name had brought him back from the verge of, of what? Draining him dry? Ripping his head off?
"Are you hungry?" he asked, seeming to rein in his temper.
"No," he said softly, not looking at him.
"Don't cut off your nose to spite your face, Jungkook."
"Pfff. Don't bother bringing me more food. Not unless you wanna wear it."
"Fine, get some sleep," he shook his head and leaned over and kissed his forehead and pulled him down onto the pillows. He caressed his mouth quickly with his fingertips and then kissed his hand.
He stared, dumbstruck and took stock:
A vampire prince or king or whatever has demanded I stay in his room and in his bed where I must say his name during sex and be subjected to his affection. I'm to stay here while he figures out why my blood is so….so what? Magic? Only me.
"I'm not tired. Plus I can't just stay here with you."
"You can. And you will."
"Not if I can help it. Is this your bedroom?"
"Yes. And you can't help it. You have no choice."
"Just leave me alone. I'll go back to the other room while you wait for these test results. I'll call work and book a few days off. You stay here. Stop with the physical stuff. I don't want you touching me."
He looked at him seriously for a beat and then shook his head and laughed, "You're funny."
"Funny?"
"You'd hate that as much as I would."
"Bullshit. I want you to leave me alone. Stop touching me and I won't try to get away until you get your blood tests back. Then when the tests come back we will figure things out and renegotiate whatever terms so that I can go. Get me my purse and phone. I'll ask for a few sick days from work. I'll…"
He laughed, "What makes you think I'm willing to negotiate anything? I'm already in control here; I don't need to barter with you. You're staying here. In my bed. With me." He wiggled his eyebrows.
He tried to ignore the stirring of those words and the edge in his voice as he said to them, "So you're just going to keep me prisoner?"
He took a deep breath and looked down at his hand and kissed it again and then flicked the blanket up and over him, "Think of yourself as my guest. You'll be safe here in my room while I figure everything out. Stay in here and I'll be able to ensure your safety."
"My safety? How can I be safe in your bed? The bed of a—a monster?" he glared the ugliest, dirtiest look he could muster. But he didn't feel convinced. Monsters didn't kiss your hand and tuck you in, did they? Monsters didn't want to hold you to convince themselves you were okay, did they?
His gaze darkened, "Apparently it looks like I don't have to be a monster, though. Which is a surprise. But don't push too hard or you will see it. It's always your choice. Easy or hard."
"You say you like hard. But then it turns you into that monster?"
He snickered, "Strange, huh? Better be on your best behaviour, then. As I said, I'm working on decoding this mystery. Stay put and let me focus my energy on figuring it out instead of chasing you and we'll get to the bottom of it faster."
"I have a life, jobs, responsibilities."
He tucked him in without replying, they said nothing but it felt like he was serenading him with his eyes.
A second ago he was cold and threatening and now he was all Mr Romeo.
He kissed his lips softly, lingering for a moment.
He tasted like peaches and cream.
He didn't kiss him back.
He just laid there frozen stiff and seething with anger and full of confusion over what was going on. Then he left the room without saying anything else.
He closed his eyes and asked sleep to take him away from the confusion he felt.
~~~to be continued
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