dis-moi honnêtement

you didn't waste time as you started running, your feet slamming as you ran harder this time than before, ragged gasps leaving you from the run but it wasn't from fear but from excitement that he would catch you and that he will do everything he said he would.

you couldn't hear him counting anymore… maybe you were far enough that's why? you could only hear your frantic steps and also the distant noise of a crow.

you risked one single glance over your shoulder once again and a yell left you as you saw that he was slowly making his way forward, not even hurrying, just slow steps as if he knew he didn't even have to put any effort to match yours like he had all the time in the world and was intentionally letting you go far but you knew deep inside you that you could never match his strength and pace and that he could catch you in seconds.

he watched you with those black eyes, cigarette still between his lips. the sight of him made your cunt feel empty, clenching around nothing. you whipped forward again, pushing harder to run as your thighs screamed from the strain. you told yourself that maybe you could actually get further away from the monster with the scarred face, you wanted to hide and disappear once again.

“run rabbit, run…” you could hear his voice singing.

but deep down you prayed that he had already begun to move quicker that he'd catch you soon.

sweat had begun to soak through your top making it cling to your breasts obscenely outlining the shape of them as your hard nipples poked through despite your bra, the more time went by with you running, the more the slickness grew between your thighs.

you pressed your palm against a tree pausing for a bit to catch your breath and you couldn’t hear his steps anymore so you let yourself catch a break before you ran again. you swallowed hard tasting your tears and the blood from where your lips bled but just as you were about to take another step forward, smoke engulfed you. you realized the scent of tobacco immediately and that it was from his cigarette as you felt the exhale of it touch your cheek warmly.

you didn’t dare turn around as goosebumps erupted all over your arms, your ears freezing upright. he hadn’t sprinted for you or even breathed hard.

he had simply… arrived.

as though the darkness itself had let him step through

yoongi stood so close that you could feel his breaths hitting the back of your neck while your own gasps wouldn’t stop. one of his arms shot out wrapping around your waist, resting just below your breasts while the other hand slowly slid up the column of your throat until his fingers curled around your throat not choking, not yet just cradling while his thumb stroked over the sensitive spot of your neck as a fond chuckle left him.

“told you i'd catch you bun.”

your knees gave out instantly at his words, you couldn’t deny the small smile on your lips at the fact that he'd caught you. his grip tightened immediately as he lifted you clean off the ground with one arm flipping you over his broad shoulder, effortlessly manhandling you as though you were a doll. you squealed as your belly pressed against the hard ridge of his muscle and your skirt flipped up completely now bunching around your waist because of your position, leaving your damp panties exposed as your fluffy bunny tail also remained exposed.

“o-oh god!”

you let out as your small tail brushed against his scarred cheek and his free hand rose and palmed your ass with ownership, fingers digging enough to spread you slightly. you whimpered loudly at his touch as you remained upside down.

“even this little tail is begging for it.”

he started walking again and it was as if you weighed nothing to him. every step jolted your panty clad pussy on his hard muscle that pressed against your clit which left a humiliating slick trail down the side of his neck. you clawed uselessly at his back in embarrassment, holding onto his jacket as you bounced pathetically on his shoulder, each bounce made you tremble harder.

“p-please—”

“put me—put me down p-please—”

“why?” he mocked.

he shifted you higher on his shoulder casually so you wouldn't slip and repositioning you until your cunt presses more directly against the column of his throat. he lets out a growl at the smell of your arousal and the fact that your pussy was so close and he could so easily tilt his head and take a taste of it but he wanted to wait. he was never a patient man but he was being one for you. another way you were testing him was by making him do things he never does as his hand tightened on your thighs enough to leave a mark.

“so you can run again? so you can keep pretending your pussy isn't crying for me?”

his words vibrated straight into your clit and you had to bite back a sob, he lets out a dark laugh.

“you're making a mess on me bunny, soaking my neck and i'm the one who's supposed to be angry here.”

he pauses with a harsh breath.

“i came here to kill you, not to play games with you.”

he stopped so suddenly the world lurched.

he spun you around and slammed you against the side trunk of a tree with enough force to knock the air from your lungs as he made your legs wrap around his waist. both of you are chest to chest now as his hips pinned yours so hard you felt every ridge of his belt buckle grinding into the mound of your pussy as his hard chest made your boobs squish against them.

you looked at him with wide eyes as he grabbed the gun once again. he just couldn't believe that you were this dumb and foolish. he knew you wanted him to catch you and that you paused just so he'd catch you. that you'd willingly not left, when he went as far as to let you go, you had every choice to leave and go home safely but you decided to stay and it drove him further crazy.

it made him want to kill you and then kill himself too because he'd kill anyone who hurts you that includes even his own self. he pressed the gun against your throat while his other palm pressed beside your head.

“look at me.” he commands roughly.

you obeyed as you looked at him with blurred vision from your tears.

“why are you doing this to me?”

he asks the question furiously.

“i kill things like you.. that's all i've ever done.”

he pressed the muzzle harder against your neck, showing you exactly how quick he could end it and you understood how hard he was trying to scare you so you'd actually run away and he could escape all the complicated feelings you were emitting in him. both of you were trying to escape this.

“and now i'm standing here so fucking hard i can barely think straight. you should already be bleeding out and dying on the ground... instead i'm here losing my goddamn mind because your scent—”

he drags his nose along the side of your throat as he inhales deeply.

“-is everywhere.. like you were made for this. for me.”

the gun never wavered as your eyes grew half lidded at his words. it was like the world ceased and nothing else existed anymore.

only you both.

both your fear and want have mingled because now you can see fear in his eyes too—fear of what he's feeling because of you, fear that he'd lose himself in you. your teeth sank into your bottom lip again which stopped bleeding and was swollen now, the pain was grounding as both of your eyes locked together intensely.

“then... then do it. kill me.” you croaked out.

“if—if that's what you want.”

yoongi's laugh comes out broken.

“that's the fucking problem rabbit.”

“i don't want to.” he confessed.

your breath stutters as your stomach fills with butterflies you've never felt before. he used his other hand to cup your cheek with surprising gentleness.

“tell me to stop, i mean it. look me in the eye and say the word... and i walk away. won’t touch you again. won’t come back.”

he looks every bit serious, if you said no right now and wanted him to leave you alone, he'd let you go and he wouldn't touch you or look at you. whatever you wanted, all you had to do was say that word “no.” but instead you clung to him, your hand fisting his shirt as you looked at him with needy eyes even if he held the gun against you.

he thought he was scaring you, making you reconsider but you also knew he wouldn't hurt you. you also knew he wasn't the bad person and the cruel hunter he believed himself to be. all you saw was the man who was willing to let you go not once but twice. all you saw was a man so much in darkness that he believed that it was his identity... he just needed a hand to pull himself out of it.

“d-don't stop...” you breathed.

you felt alive for the first time in your life from the entire cat and mouse thing and the thrill even if it was with the man who came to kill you. you didn't care about anything tonight, you wanted to be reckless and you wanted this man, this man whose name you still didn't know but who looked at you like he knew you better than anyone else.

he growls at your words like they had reached his chest.

“you silly bunny, you're supposed to run for your life. you have no survival instincts do you?”

you knew. you knew you were silly for this for playing with death but you wanted him more than anything.

you gasped when he suddenly moved, your nipples stood out as hard points as he used his pistol to descend, following the curve of your throat and then lowering over your collarbone. you watched as he trailed the paddle between your breasts until it circled one of your nipples just slightly before pulling away.

you arched into it, chasing the feeling as a needy noise left you before you could stop it. it was so wrong and forbidden yet you wanted more of it.

“you want me?” he grumbles, never taking his eyes off you as you pant against the tree.

you nod slowly and he presses his gun right on the side of your breast making you squeak.

“say it.” he demands.

“i w-want you...”

saying the words out loud was too much like you were openly voicing your wildest fantasies.

“fuckk you're killing me bun.”

he jerked as if you'd just physically hit him, he loved how sweet those words sounded on your tongue and he wanted to hear them a thousand more times especially the noises you made at the touch of his gun. he began to move the barrel around your nipple in slow circles never quite giving you the direct pressure that you so badly craved.

“h-hahh.” you moaned.

even on top of layers of your clothing, it felt intense as you gripped his shoulders helplessly. each pass made your bud even harder as your breathing comes out in little pants.

he watched your flushed cheeks that were turning a deep shade of pink as your bunny ears quivered at the pleasure you were facing. your lips remaining parted, legs shaking around his waist and he balances you against the tree with one hand under your butt.

“never has anyone made those sounds for me before..” he murmurs.

“never wanted to hear them.”

it was the truth because the fleeting sex he had occasionally was just quick and rough, no strings attached and he always left right after and never remembered their names. it was just a distraction and that's it but with you it's different, with you it's something he cannot even describe himself but he knew he wanted more of it.

wanted to make you feel good.

then he slowly so slowly, dragged the barrel over your stomach that was revealed because your top had ridden up as he traced your belly button and the sensitive ticklish spot making you moan and giggle together, the both sounds mixing together and his lips curve up. when he reached the apex of your thighs, he didn't hesitate.

“mhmm.”

he nudged the muzzle firmly between your legs and pressed it directly against your clit through the soaked cotton of your panties.

“ahnn.”

you choked out as your thighs trembled so badly you thought they'd give out entirely, your body so weak it was entirely held up by yoongi. the metal was so cold against your dripping cunt and the pressure was perfect as he began to rock the gun in a rotation, dragging the length of the barrel over your clit in a rhythm as if wanting to destroy you.

you couldn't help but chase the friction as the wet fabric of your panty made your wetness seep through it making the steel glisten with your arousal.

it was so erotic.

and you could hardly breathe as you covered your mouth with your palm, biting the inside of it.

“look how wet you are..” yoongi rasped.

he titled the gun just enough and positioned it against your inner thigh as he tilted your head down so your eyes focused on the gun.

“this piece has my initials carved right here.”

his finger brushed over the “MYG” etched there. this gun was his only companion and special to him because he used it to kill his first prey.

“you see this? min yoongi.” he mutters.

your chest heaves as he reveals his name to you.

it was his lucky charm and never betrayed him like everyone else did and it was the only one that he trusted.

“thousands of hybrids had bled on it you know? and now…”

he slipped the muzzle of his gun along your drenched slit, parting the swollen lips through your panties until the very tip rested against your entrance making you squirm.

“.. now im rubbing your little clit like it’s a toy with it.”

a shiver goes down your spine at his words as he leaned in until his scar scraped against yours and you let out a shaky breath at the touch he was giving you in a way the gun between your legs could never give but you were selfish so you wanted both him and his gun.

both.

his breath hits your ear as both of you simply breathe each other in as his gun pauses. his free hand comes up to cradle the back of your skull, fingers threading through the base of your bunny ears stroking tenderly. before tightening into a fist that held your writhing body still. your mouth opened but no sound emerged except a keening sound. he pressed the gun harder against your clothed entrance, nudging it as if he wanted to fuck you through your panties if that was possible.

he pulled back enough to search your eyes taking in your dilated eyes and the way your bunny ears remained droopy in submission. your hips gave a helpless rock forward wanting to feel the gun against your clit and he didn't let you move further because he was already surging forward.

he pressed an open mouthed kiss against your collarbone, not your mouth of course even though he has been eyeing your lips like a man dying of thirst because he never kissed that was something he never gave to anyone. no one was worth it but looking at your luscious mouth was killing him so he took his fill by kissing all over your neck instead.

you could feel his hunger and rage in all his kisses as his hand tightened in your hair, holding you steady while the rest of him shook with the effort of restraint and you knew he still waited. waited for the word that would either save you both or end you. waited for you to say no that you never would because you both wanted each other the same.

you could also feel a tiny twig of the tree press against your back but the pain only sharpened every other sensation yoongi was emitting in you.

he gripped the back of your thighs and lifted you and walked as you clung onto him while he set you down on a clearing on the forest floor gently.

it took you a few disoriented seconds to realize that this was the same clearing where you came every few nights to be all alone and stargaze because the sky was so clear here and only you knew about this place. when you wanted to be alone or read or get lost in your thoughts, this was the place for you. so many memories are held in this place, so many of your tears were shed here from loneliness and from insecurity and now your own hunter brought you here to ruin you in this exact place.

the irony of it made you shudder because you never imagined even in your dreams this might happen. you dreamed of love, of finding a good man but you never asked for this, yet it felt like you were not alone for once in this place as if this place itself were waiting for yoongi. as if your prayers were answered.

“spread your legs for me.”

your legs fall open on their own at his command as he comes down at you balancing his weight on his hands beside your head, your eyes flutter at his delicious weight on top of you.

“soaking those little panties right through. can see the outline of your cunt from here bun... swollen.. dripping. bet if i pressed my thumb there you’d sob my name without even knowing it yet.” he growls.

you whimpered at his words, your head falling back against the leaves as his hand rested on your inner thigh. his hand was so calloused and hard from years of handling knives and god knows what, it felt so damn good against your soft skin. your skirt now fully bunced at your waist and your panties were revealed to his eyes, there was only a little source of light yet he could see you properly. the fabric of your panty was transparent, now clinging to your folds and you could feel your arousal slip through.

“ohh!”

a surprised noise left you as he cupped your pussy right through your panties and your hips twitched, the material wedged between your lips lewdly. he didn't press or rub, he just rested his palm there letting you feel how much larger his hand was and how easy it was for him to use his hands to end you and it turned you on further, your breasts heaved as you pressed your lips together, thighs shaking with the effort to not grind on his hand.

he still didn't let go of the pistol as he brought it against your throat, pressing against it and also staining your neck with the little arousal that was coating the barrel.

your tail gave a single spasm and yoongi noticed of course and his mouth curved up.

“open.” he husks.

he presses the gun right against your cheek and when you hesitated for a bit, he pressed it against your lips until you parted them, saliva already pooling beneath your tongue from everything he's doing. the fact that he was using his gun to do such lewd acts… and you were letting him do so and wanted more was so naughty. he fed you the muzzle slowly, letting you feel every bit of the cold steel as it slid past your lips until it reached your tongue.

“mm… mmph!”

you sputtered at the taste of it, the faint iron tang and probably gun oil as the weight of it settled against your tongue. he pushed a few more inches inside.

“that's it… atta girl.”

he watches you take it with dark eyes as saliva spills over the corner of your mouth dripping down your chin and throat. he pushed another careful inch deeper until it hit the back of your throat making you gag slightly and he paused it there.

“suck.” he commands roughly.

he looked down at your mouth with such interest and desperation as if you were about to suck his cock instead.

you stared up at him with wide glassy eyes and he knew you were new to this as one of his long fingers curled around the base of your right bunny ear, thumb rubbing slow. the pleasure was immediate and so sudden that it felt like electricity going down your spine and your hips jerked hard enough to grind yourself against the heel of his waiting palm that was still resting on your mound.

you let out a muffled noise around the barrel in your mouth and he groaned at your actions, his own cock jerked between his pants and he was fully hard now. you couldn’t help it as the more he touched your ears, you'd never been touched there so intimately and with such precision as his hands.

your mouth worked on its own, sucking at the barrel tentatively then harder when his thumb pressed more insistently against the tip of your ear which was the most sensitive, your tongue slid along the underside of the barrel. you were worshipping the item that was supposed to take your life and the thought made your pussy clench, drooling more on it. you could feel your wetness coat the crease of your thighs.

“good girl..” he rasped.

his finger swept across your cheek, collecting a tear you hadn’t realized had fallen.

“you wanna know how the last hybrid died on this?”

you shook your head but he just snickers and goes on.

“it was a wolf hybrid, a big bastard twice your size that still bled out in under a few seconds and here you are with your tongue working so well.”

you let out a gurgly sob around the gun as he pumped once more and then held it still watching your lips stretched around the steel.

“fear turns you on doesn't it, you naughty little bun huh?” he questions.

you struggled breathing through your nose as he gripped your thighs harder.

“if i pulled these panties aside right now, i'd find your cunt dripping down your ass.. begging for the same treatment. should i check? mhmm?” he hummed amused.

he loved seeing you choke as he thrusted the gun deeper as more tears streamed down your face, you struggled to focus on his words and the gun at the same time. your ears twitched against his hold as tears spilled over your mouth, making wet noises as he had the urge to make you cum just like this but he didn't wanna give it to you so easily. he got the entire night in hand and he wanted to take his sweet time.

the gun slid free from your mouth with a strand of saliva stretching between your swollen lips and the black muzzle before it finally snapped and landed on your chin. you felt shameless and so utterly used by him even though he hadn't touched you properly. he didn't wipe away the sticky mess, he let it stay and let you feel the degradation of it as you took deep shaky breaths.

he shifted his grip on the pistol, looking at the slick from you and he drew a line from between your clothed breasts to your nipples that you almost begged for him to take your clothes off but he didn't, he enjoyed the teasing.

“p-please—” you gasped.

“yeah? want more?”

you nod dumbly but he only clicks his tongue and doesn't give you the relief you want and presses the tip of the gun against your exposed stomach and he circles your belly button several times, noting how it made you arch your back perfectly from the ticklish yet pleased feeling.

“mm...”

he gathers a few droplets of sweat that have gathered there and continues its downward path. he went lower and lower until the barrel was once again placed against your clit. your thighs snapped shut at the sudden pressure but his hand clamped hard enough to stop you and keep your legs eagle spread. his hold wasn't hard enough to bruise but enough to remind you that he was the one in control here.

a whine left your mouth as you stared at him with parted lips at how strong and fast he was. always manhandling you so easily that it makes your pussy gush. he widened your thighs enough so far that the tendons along your inner thighs ached and your hips felt like they might dislocate. even your pussy lips spread beneath your panties, you've never been so exposed before while still fully clothed.

it felt so humiliating.

“keep. them. open.” he bites out each word as if disobedience angered him.

his hand pressed behind your knee, holding you splayed while his other hand kept the gun exactly where it was.

“let me feel how fucking soaked my gun is making you.”

“nghh... oh gosh.”

you panted and gripped onto the leaves behind you as he began to move the barrel slowly moving on top of your clit lazily. he rotated in a way that was back and forth across your nub until the friction almost felt painful. more of your slick welled up and yoongi spread it more with something close to religious focus as he looked at your panty clad pussy.

he had never been a patient man during sex, all he wanted to do was hook your panties to the side to take a good look at your pussy and pound you hard but he couldn't deny that he was absolutely enjoying the noises your dripping pussy made and your cute little pleased noises.

the little “ah... ahs” you made

he titled the muzzle downward once again until the very tip nudged against your entrance through the fabric causing your tiny panties to be wedged more nastily between your folds and when he pressed forward just a little, you felt the metal dig into your wetness, it felt like he was touching your pussy bare with it despite your panty being a barrier.

you let out a quiet sob, your legs trembling around his waist. he kept on doing it and you felt like you were going to die.

he pulled back. pressed again. pulled back.

the tiny thrusts that never breach never gave you what your cunt was crying for. you could only hear your pathetic noises and more tears streamed down your cheeks, your nails dug into the mud beside your head.

“please i-i can't—”

your voice gets interrupted with another moan as you can't take more of his teasing. you couldn't believe you were practically begging him to fuck you with his gun but you were mindless with need now, too overwhelmed to think about anything but what he's inflicting on your body.

he stills the gun instantly.

“please what?”

he leaned down until his mouth hovered beside your ear.

“please stop? or please shove it inside this tight hole and fuck you open?”

he was really curious tonight… he wanted to see how many inches of steel your tiny cunt can take before you break. he wondered if you'd beg for mercy or beg him for more. maybe both because you've been a dirty girl, you've begged for him and stayed even when he asked you to leave. you've been the first one to stay for him despite knowing what he could do to you and it unraveled him.

he looked down at your doe eyes and he felt his heart melt a little more, he would give you anything if you looked at him like that. maybe even his own bloody heart in his hands.

without warning, he hooked two fingers into the waistband of your panties and yanked them down your thighs in one rough motion. the fabric caught around one ankle dangling there and you gasped at being exposed so suddenly as the cold night air pressed there and your hips lifted off the ground. yoongi made a rough sound in his throat which was half growl and half chuckle.

“look at this cunt...”

he grew almost dizzy at the sight as his cock throbbed inside his pants insistently. he was dying… a slow death because of you.

all he wanted was to feel you and take a taste of you with his tongue but at first he wanted to finish what he was doing even though he could sit there and watch how how innocent and pretty every inch of you was and inspect you properly. he brought the muzzle back this time, pressing the rounded tip against your clenching entrance. he didn't push in. shyness and anticipation had you becoming a trembling mess as he simply lets you feel the shape while you can't even close your legs because of his grip.

he was about to do this dirty thing to you… he was about to fuck you with his gun.

your pussy clenched, coating the gun with more of your arousal. yoongi watched every drop with focused eyes watching the way your body opened and closed, greedy for something it had never known.

“i've never been careful you know?”

he said almost normally while the tip of his weapon was about to penetrate your most vulnerable place.

“you're making me fucking careful and it makes me angry.” he lets out a low growl.

you sobbed as a bit of the gun breached your hole and you breathed heavily.

“i-i'm sorry!” you didn't know what you were apologizing for, maybe because he said how angry it made him.

“no you're not sorry bun.”

he breathes out as he looks down at his gun. he withdraws once again from your entrance.

“nnn haggh.”

you let out a choked noise in impatience as he circled your clit with the now drenched muzzle gliding over your swollen bud until your thighs quaked uncontrollably. he went back to your entrance and gave you never more than an inch. each time he sank inside your slit just a bit, your bunny tail thrashed wildly against the dirt beneath you. the stretch it gave you was everything and yet it felt like torture for not getting enough and for not sinking in.

you never had a foreign object inside you like this before except your own fingers and it felt so big and different, you wanted more but also to escape from it.

he took his sweet time with you.

“look at me.”

his voice cut through your haze as your eyes found his in the dark.

“tell me to stop..” he said quietly as if it hurt to say that.

“one word, that's all it takes and i'm gonna let you.. you're gonna go back and pretend my gun never touched your dripping cunt.” he paused.

“say it.” he urged when you remained quiet.

fresh tears left you as you looked up at him, your bottom lip wobbling.

“n-no... don't l-leave me pleaseee.” you stammer.

your hand fisted his jacket. you knew you were crazy but he made you feel like never before. this high… this feeling of submission. it was everything and you wanted more. you knew he wanted you to come to your right senses but you were also very aware of what you were saying.

“are you sure?” he questioned with his brows peaked at the center as he clenched his jaw.

“y-yes...”

you didn't have to think twice. yoongi's smile unfurled slowly.

“that's what i thought.”

he then didn't waste time and pressed forward again but this time he held it there, letting you feel the stretch of it and finally.. finally he pushed another careful inch inside.

“oohh!”

you let out a loud moan as he feeds your pussy the gun. the metal felt hot inside you yet smooth because of the amount of juices you were producing. your walks suck it inside as though trying to draw the object further inside.

a sob left you as he went on as your fingers scrabbled on the damp forest floor, trying to grip onto something as your body jerked up but yoongi tightened his hold to hold you still. an animalistic noise left him at the sight of your cunt swallowing him... and he looked every bit of desperate because he wanted you to take his cock like this instead. he wondered how you'd be able to take his cock because it was so much bigger and you were crying already from just his gun.

his free hand held you in place so you couldn't impale yourself further on it.

“easy.” he growled.

you could feel the way his hands trembled showing exactly how much he was struggling to hold himself together as well.

“you're gonna hurt yourself trying to take what your pussy thinks it wants right now.”

apart from his slight amusement, he was being honest because he didn't want you hurting yourself while trying to take more inside you. he couldn't believe this, he didn't remember the last time he ever thought twice before hurting anyone and here he was being so pathetic.

he stayed perfectly still for a few seconds, waiting until your entrance relaxed around the barrel. only when you began to ease did he begin the slowest most torturous fuck imaginable, slowly thrusting it in and out. you whimpered deeply as each withdrawal left you empty only for him to reenter.

your mouth remained open in an ‘o’ while you gripped his jacket hard and he let you as you made mindless noises at the maddening feeling. your clit throbbed on top of the barrel as he angled the gun expertly exactly where you needed it the most with every upstroke.

“uhh... uggh.”

you squirmed against him.

“holy shit..” yoongi grumbles.

he wasn't even blinking as he stared at the sight between your spread legs, the way the black metal was glossy now and constantly disappearing inside your swollen pussy. he has always merely used his gun for killing but everything changed today and he wondered if he'll ever be able to use his gun for killings after today.

“you're taking it so well for a hybrid who was crying for her life twenty minutes ago.” he murmurs filthily.

you clench around his gun and let out a whiny sob.

“mhmm i wonder… none of your bunny friends ever got split open on a piece like this yeah? hmm tell me?”

his tongue comes out to wet his bottom lip while you're not even in a state to reply to him.

“mmhm too much!”

your head thrashed from side to side, your long ears slapping against your face as you let out incoherent words.

“i can't. i can't ahh—”

“you can baby, look at you being my good little bunny.” he encourages while his hand never stops thrusting the gun.

the praise and the way he called you “baby” has your back arching as his other hand rubbed your ass cheek almost lovingly and it makes you shudder. he leaned back slightly changing the angle of his gun so it pressed right against the front wall of your cunt right where you had the most sensitivity. you saw white beneath your eyelids as your legs kicked.

“fuck fuckk.. oh godd.”

curses slipped out of your mouth in a frenzy, you're not used to cursing at all but you couldn't help it.

“yeah?” he rasped.

“right there? this makes my girl go dumb for it?” he questions.

as he began to grind the barrel in circles, your nails started digging mud from the ground just like a rabbit would. yoongi's own chest heaved as his cock jerked inside his pants, a wet spot forming there from his precum with every passing second.

“yes... that's it goddamnit.” he groaned.

his hips uncontrollably gave a thrust, imagining fucking you exactly like his gun was fucking you. he wanted to break his gun with his own bare hands because it got to have you before him but it was his and everything that belonged to him belonged to you.

he felt like he would cum just from watching you like this. he wanted you to cum and make you cum a hundred times more, he can get off on the sight alone. he noticed the way your hips started to rock on the gun as well, your cries turning into screams and he knew you were close.

“gonna cum on it?”

“gonna soak my lucky charm that's supposed to kill things like you? go on.”

he gives you a few more hard thrusts and also along with that, he uses his thumb to flick at your clit causing dual stimulation.

“ahhh i'm—”

a broken scream leaves you as he rubbed harder and thrust faster.

“that's it… mm yeah... show me how a bunny cums when a hunter decides to fuck her with death instead of his cock.”

your whole body seized at his words, arching back so much that your tail stood upright before falling down suddenly. just then your orgasm hits and your mouth opens in an agonizing scream that ends in hiccups as your walls clamp down so hard around the barrel that it hurts while yoongi hisses as if you just gripped his cock. slick gushed down until it coated his hands too and even covered his initials in the gun fully as if you put your claim on it too. some even pooled while your entire body writhed.

he didn't pull the gun free immediately. instead he held it perfectly still, letting you ride out all the aftershocks watching your cunt clench on the gun repeatedly as your sobs end in quiet gasps. until your thighs finally fell open wider in exhaustion. only then when you were able to breathe again, did he begin to slowly ease the muzzle free.

he watched mesmerized as your entrance gapes for a bit, your juices still trucking out and then finally snapping shut while your clit still twitches. he felt bad almost but satisfaction mostly at the way he made you lose control. he didn't even have to ask you to know that this was the most intense orgasm you ever went through.

yoondi brought the dripping gun to his lips without hesitation as his tongue dragged along the barrel in one lick, his eyes falling shut with a loud groan at the taste of your cum and your saliva mixed together. his eyes opened to meet yours while he still licked around the gun, sucking every bit of your liquids away.

you watched with wide eyes as your thighs fell together now that he was no longer holding you open. your face turned against your hand as you bit onto your finger because of what he was doing.

it was so forbidden yet so erotic especially at the way he was looking at you while doing it.

“sweetest thing i ever tasted...”

he was terrified at the way your taste was unraveling him, it was like a drug but the best kind and the kind that he could never find anywhere else and he wasn't going to let you go till he had his fill.

you pant against the dirt as he hovers above you, settling the gun aside that he cleaned thoroughly with his tongue and letting you recover from your orgasm. his knee rested against your inner thigh as the palm beside your head flexed from him holding himself back. his eyes were focused intently on your used hole, still releasing slick and he couldn't help himself and brought two fingers down to go part your folds until your clit and slit were exposed directly. his jaw clenched as he saw a single bead of arousal well at your entrance and slid down while you squirmed.

“goshh...”

he takes one dark look at you and your body almost freezes on its own. the way he was looking at you without exactly touching you like earlier felt too intense and made you feel exposed… the embarrassment was there.

he didn't touch your clit.. not yet. he simply held you open as his head came down, breathing over your mound and your hips twitched with a moan. then he leaned away and grabbed your panties that were still hanging off one ankle because he was too impatient to take them off you fully, his nose brushed against the fabric and he inhaled deeply. he lets out a rumble at the smell of your sweet arousal as if he could pull your scent straight into his bloodstream to keep it with him forever.

you watched him do that with red cheeks and a parted mouth. you paused as somewhere you heard a noise somewhere deep in the forest. your heart shook at the thought of someone or any of your hybrid kind probably seeing you like this with your legs splayed like an offering with your human hunter whose face was buried against your cunt. it would be a shame and disgrace especially because hybrids didn't mingle with humans and hated them.

instead of that your pussy fluttered at the humiliating feeling even if you came minutes earlier, you were needy once again. you knew it was wrong but the thought of being in a public setting like this, the fear of getting caught only turned you on further. but you knew with everything that as long as yoongi was here, no one could hurt you.

not even your own kind.

“you're fucking dripping through everything..” he rasped.

“ever after cumming so hard you blacked out on my gun yet this cunt wants more doesn't it?”

he suddenly dragged his tongue from your clit all the way downward. it caught you off guard that your hips lifted off the ground and a loud cry left your mouth.

“n-no! i'm n-not.. i didn't mean to...” you sputtered out in urgency to his words.

“don't do this, it's dirty nghh.”

you moved away from his tongue because you weren't used to this at all, he was putting his mouth on your most sensitive place and you being inexperienced made it overwhelming. it was dirty but he looked at you angrily, yanking your hips closer to his mouth.

“stay still.” he growls.

“orelse i'll make you cum just like this with you humping my mouth while i play with your tail until you cry, you got it?”

you sobbed at this threat as his fingers gripped your tail while his tongue pressed harder against your clit. your thighs locked around his head, trapping him between your legs while your tail thrashed in his fist unable to take it anymore.

“p-please not there..” you gasp as he plays with the tip of your tail.

“it's too sensitive ahh—”

he paused for a bit and looked at you with his dark eyes.

“tell me...”

he ordered his thumb lightly brushing over your clit and you whined.

“who owns this cunt right now bun?”

“you!” you croaked out unable to talk properly.

“you s-sir. please mmh...”

the honorific slipped out in the heat of the moment and you hadn't even registered saying it until you saw how his nostrils flared in approval. he looked like he just wanted to eat you up and ruin you.

maybe all of it together.

he pressed his thumb harder against your clit while his other hand resumed its tugs on your tail.

“that's right.” he murmurs dangerously.

“and i'm nowhere near done with you yet.”

his hand reached forward for the gun that was still warm from being inside you.

“fucking hell...” he sighs.

he didn't rush, instead he positioned you in a way that exposed your tail completely and he couldn't help but caress the base of it and the feeling was so strong it went straight to your clit then he started small tugs and your hips bucked hard off the ground, ass lifting completely as your pussy clenched causing a few more droplets of your arousal to escape.

it felt too much at once and too good.

“they really weren't lying.”

he observes almost to himself as he watches your puffy white little tail and your reactions to it.

“bunny tails might as well be little clits huh?”

he was having too much fun playing with you and experimenting with your body. he finished his words with another longer tug.

“oh g-godd..” you huffed.

you fought the urge to squeeze your thighs shut again to protect your tail but he simply pressed his knee harder in response keeping you open. you couldn't reply, the feeling was too overloaded. every tiny pull he gave was almost painful but you wanted more.

he began tracing circles over your fur with the pad of his thumb, changing pressure to his liking never letting you settle into any one sensation. your mouth fell open on gasps, new tears welled in your eyes as he kept his eyes locked on your face, watching the way your brows pinched together as you concentrated on his hand.

“sensitive little thing aren't you?” he breathes.

he didn't forget about the gun still in his hand which he lifted and pressed it against your inner thigh and you squeaked, thinking he might penetrate you with it once again but what he does next is so much worse. he dragged it slowly until it pressed right beneath the base of your tail and you sucked in a panicked breath.

“oh shit—oh shitt—!”

you couldn't remain quiet as you felt the hardness of the gun metal against your tail. you've always avoided wearing any rough clothing because of how sensitive your tail was, always choosing satin or cotton, so feeling something so hard was almost devastating.

“shhh.” he soothes you.

his free hand stroked your trembling thigh.

“gonna be real careful with you..”

the safety of his words made you relax a bit as his hand came down pressing against your wrist which seemed to comfort you. he then nudged the barrel upward to the very tip of your tail and began tracing the entire length of it.

“nnn… nnn… ahhh…”

you bite your lower lip.

“that feels good bun?”

he enjoys playing with your little tail while your pussy is still twitching from cumming all over it earlier and he rotates the barrel in a circle pressing just a bit harder at the front of it.

“i asked you a question bun.”

he reminds you by pressing his gun hard against your tail in a form of punishment.

“y-yes—”

your voice cracks in a hiccup.

“sirrr... y-yes.”

you let out a pleased noise as he followed the circling motion once again at the tip of your tail. it felt like he was playing with the most vulnerable spot of your clit.

“there she is.”

he pressed the gun harder against the underside of your tail where there was the biggest bundle of nerves and dragged it upward. it glided over the fur, pulling gently at the hairs as your toes curled while murmuring nonsense as you slowly adapted to his teasings. it wasn’t painful anymore but a slow building pleasure that had you gasping for breath.

“good girl.”

he praised you once again for how you're taking it like a champ as his fingers went back to your pussy, checking the new amount of liquids you’ve made.

“so damn messy you are.” he hums in awe.

his lips curve as he hears a noise of a distant owl singing in the night which adds so much to the horror scenario and he knows exactly how much you loved it even though you'd never admit to it. he knew you'd probably love having an audience.

“fuck you like that don’t you?”

he brought his mouth back on your slit, collecting your wetness in his tongue.

“ahh!”

your hips rocked toward his mouth with a cry as you chased more of his tongue.

“you like knowing you're exposed here so anyone could see you mhm?”

he licked another stripe up and lingered at your clit.

“anyone could hear those pathetic noises you're making.”

yoongi exhales like a bull ready to pounce on you.

“you want me to finger you baby?”

you whimper lowly as you look at him with your glistening eyes and you didn't even have to speak up for him to know what you wanted, those eyes were his weakness.

he pressed a fingertip against your entrance but he didn't push inside immediately. instead he slowly traced the slit, collecting your slickness and coating your entire pussy mound with it from top to bottom as if making a point until you're nastily coated everywhere. only when his own digit was thoroughly coated too did he slowly put enough pressure for your hips to jerk upward wanting more.

“don't tease mm ah… tease please..” you whined.

he breached you with the tip of his middle finger but instead switched to thumbing your nub instead.

“sir please!”

you choked out a sob shamelessly because you wanted to scream, having no dignity left as if you lived for pleasure only and that's all you wanted. he's reduced you into this.

he tilted his head wondering how much teasing and suffering would be the sweetest for you because he loved to have you begging for him. he plunged two fingers inside you without warning this time, curling immediately to press against the spongy place inside you.

“ah-nghmm hah fuuck!”

you let out a keening wail that escaped before you could swallow it. your thighs shook as he scissored you, feeling how tight you were and stretching you while his thumb never left your clit rolling it as well.

“should i stop or go faster huh? wanna cream all over my fingers don't you?”

his free hand found the base of your tail as well, pinching it between his fingers all while he kept plunging his fingers in and out and also working your clit. your head fell back as you murmured nonsense in the dirt at all the togetherness stimulation he was providing your body, it felt like you were growing dizzy and weak but the best kind of feeling.

where the high was building and building and you were about to tip over the edge. your entire body was burning and on fire from your hunter making you feel such things that you've never felt before.

“use your words bun and tell me what you need..” he demands gruffly.

“fasterr please—need.. need more, need you—”

you kept on letting out incoherent whimpers as he rewarded your obedience by putting a third finger inside you, stretching you wide enough that the pain slowly melts to overwhelming fullness.

“nn… uh… uh… ugh.”

noises you aren't able to even recognize and didn't know you were capable of producing left you. he fucked you deep again and again, curling his fingers and using the “come hither” motion and you started hiccupping and choking on your sobs.

squelch. squelch. squelch.

you heard the lewd noises your wet pussy and his fingers made as your slick dipped down, all while his other hand still continued his assault on your tail, stroking it almost as if he wanted to stroke and squeeze his cock the same but couldn't because he was focusing on making you feel good.

he watched the way your breasts bounced beneath your top and he couldn't take it anymore and ducked his head, latching onto one of your nipples through the spot. the fabric was nearly transparent now showing your bra beneath, your nipples poking through and his tongue dragged over it and sucked onto it even through the clothing it felt so intense and when he bites down next, it was just enough to send an ache mixed with pleasure that you broke.

back and forth he went, sucking and biting both nipples while you squirmed helplessly, you gripped a fistful of his hair and he groaned in approval at your touch. your heart was beating so hard that you felt like it would burst.

“such pretty tits.” he murmurs affectionately against your ribcage.

“even through your bra.. hard and swollen nipples you have? just begging to be milked yeah?”

he gives you another suckle, capturing the nipple between his teeth through the top and tugs gently and then harder, watching your face contort.

“i could make you cum just from playing with your tits couldn't i? no cock no fingers, just these sensitive cute nipples...” he husked.

you could only moan in response, not capable of producing any other words. he kept his fingers moving and you were close to another release, you knew it but most definitely he did by the way your thighs trembled hard and your eyes rolled at the back of your head. just then he abruptly pulled away, his fingers slipping free with a wet pop.

“ahhh no no whyyy?”

you let out a confused cry that was so wounded he felt bad almost but he has to do his thing. he was so hard that it hurt and he was sure he had blue balls. his hands moved to his belt as you could hear the metallic clink even as your eyes remained blurry from your tears of your edging.

he put the zipper down but didn't free himself fully, instead he just shoved his jeans a little down to reveal his black boxers. he palmed himself once through his jeans and his breath hitched, his head falling back as he squeezed hard, a sweat droplet running down his forehead.

“watch me.” he orders.

your wet eyes dropped at his hand as you watched the way his palm ground over his bulge. he was so big, bigger than any cock you've probably ever thought of in your dreams or your friends whispering in shy whispers about their mates. his teeth gritted as another droplet of precum left him and he was so heavy and big it looked like a rock beneath his boxers then he couldn't just have you helplessly looking at him while your pussy looked so neglected.

so he crawled forward again and settled between your thighs, pressing the entire hardness of his clothed cock flush against your bare cunt. you both let out a groan together at the feeling of it. you could feel the piercing he had with the metal ball as it pressed right against your clit. he lets out another growl at the feeling of your pussy and how hot yet wet you were.

“oh my g-goshhah.. mmmh sir...”

your nails dug into his arms hard enough that you were sure it left marks.

“feel that?” he grumbles.

he leaned down teeth grazing your neck.

“that's what you do to me. i've never been this fucking hard in my life… dammit.. i was close to cumming in my pants just from watching you.”

it hurts for him to hold back as another grind of his made his piercing drag right through you. you sobbed, struggling with his words and his humps against you. he hates how wet you are and how your pussy is dripping down his balls even through his boxers. he also hates how soft and breakable you are under his hands and how easily he can kill you or injure you but he's being careful and gentle.

“i hate you so much you know that?”

he leans down the side of your face and grabs your earlobe between his teeth before he growls directly into it angrily.

“but most of all i hate that i can't just kill you and always get away like i always do… because i want you so much.”

you both breathe shakily as you feel a thousand flutters in your stomach from his words even amidst all the sensations he was emitting in your body. he kept going on and on while your hips also worked until you both were dry humping each other as your feet dug into the dirt in ecstasy while he also twirled your tail around in his fingers while spreading your pussy lips with his bulge. you were in a high from pleasure and pain, your spine arched as you could take it anymore.

you wanted more and more. you couldn’t hold back.

“sir please, i'm gonna—going to cum pleaseee.”

you rush out breathlessly, your hips coming down to meet his motions as well but that’s when he suddenly went still. the sudden absence was worse than the friction and you whimpered, hips chasing his cock that had just abandoned you as a low chuckle left him from where you were still pressed flush to him.

“not yet.”

“i'm gonna eat this pussy proper first.”

before you could catch up to what he said, his massive hands were on you flipping your body until you were on all fours.

“s-sir?!”

you let out a whine but he didn’t reply, his palm pressing between your shoulders until your chest and face were down into the forest floor. your arms splayed forward uselessly grabbing at roots and leaves.

the position was pornographic because he yanked your ass high enough your knees spread, leaving both your holes completely exposed. he could now see how your rim was winking just beneath your bunny tail and he lets out a satisfied groan.

he knelt behind you and the fact that you couldn’t see him heightened everything. he grabbed both of your ass cheeks, spreading you open until you were more evenly spread as you let out a sharp gasp at the air brushing against your intimate parts. your face reddened even as your arousal leaked out and pooled on the leaves below as he took in both of your glistening holes.

“nng.. m-mmhp.”

you let out a sigh as you felt his breath fanning over your clit especially at the feeling when it hits your tight pucker that no one had ever touched, not even your own fingers. you shivered as his tongue followed this time with determination and no teasing, licking through the creamy mess of your slick scooping out more of your taste. he then continued upwards until he licked right over your rim.

“oh god nngh!”

you screamed into the dirt as your body bucked forward and he growled in response to your scream and your taste. he didn’t waste time to penetrate your pussy with the pointed tip of his tongue, fucking you with it while his thumbs pressed against your cheeks to keep you spread apart. you let out a wanton noise when he dragged that tongue higher and started circling around your asshole making it clench and flutter.

“p-please.. that feelss uh—”

your voice breaks and he pulls back to speak.

“it doesn’t feel good?” he gruffs cockily.

“it-it does… j-just differently!”

he lets out an approving noise as one thumb leaves your cheek to press against your puckered ring, rubbing slowly spreading your own slick there until you are no longer tense.

“you can take more, can't you sweet baby?”

you whimpered at his endearment and nodded nervously and he worked you with his thumb, coaching you slowly and when he believed you were ready enough, he let his thumb breach inside you just a little bit and held. at the same moment his tongue returned to your clit with renewed ferocity, sucking onto the entire bud into the heat of his mouth while his nose grinded against yours too and your hips rocked into him with sputters of noises leaving your drooling mouth. you loved the way his nose felt against you.

“gonna claim every fucking hole.”

he slurs against your pussy, sucking onto one of your folds and then the other one as well.

“gonna ruin you so thoroughly no hybrid will ever satisfy you again.”

he will leave you in a state where you'll only ever yearn for him, his cock, his mouth and his hands. you'll crawl back to him for the rest of your life begging for it but the worst part? he'd be so much worse than you because he'd already be waiting on his knees for you.

the thoughts and his promise turned you a little more crazy for him as his eyes fell onto your hanging boobs which looked almost like they were hurting. two wet patches formed on the places your nipples are hardened from his earlier suck. he wanted you naked for him, he couldn't stand you in clothes anymore and he could see how much they restricted you as well continuing to soak in your slick and sweat.

he wanted you bare before he gave you the actual prize so he rose slowly behind you, his hand coming up to wipe across his mouth smearing your release on his skin.

you struggled to breathe, letting out frustrated noises at the way he constantly edged you without letting you cum. he gathered you up turning you until both of your chests pressed together, as a slow crooked smile tugged at his mouth.

“enough of his half measured shit.” he mutters.

his fingers hooked into the waistband of your skirt first, giving it a tug.

“you're keeping too much hidden, i want all of you.”

your expression shifts to one of hesitance at his words as your hand instinctively flies to his wrist, gripping it with panic.

“wait no!” you gasped.

your thighs tried to close despite his knee still being wedged between them.

“don't... please. just leave it. you don't have to—”

he paused but didn't pull away as his eyes narrowed slightly, taking in the sudden tension in your body and the way it wasn't just from arousal and edging.

“why?” he questions.

you swallowed hard as tears prick your eyes for an entirely different reason, the familiar insecurity taking up your mind once again.

“because... i'm not… pretty like that.” you whispered.

your gaze dropped to the side, unable to meet his.

“my body's not… i've always hated the way i look without clothes. you've only seen parts of me, if you see everything and you might... you might not want me anymore just... this is enough right?”

you shakily refer to your exposed pussy, that's the only part of you open along with your legs and you thought that part should be enough already. the thought of being fully naked in front of him was making you self conscious and you've never been this open in front of anyone. one of the strong reasons why you believed you had no mate is because you weren't attractive though you don't tell that part to yoongi.

“please leave the rest on.” you plead.

yoongi went very still at your words and there was a bit of silence before he exhaled through his nose. you thought he might laugh at you or even mock you but instead he carefully pried your fingers from his wrist and instead of forcing anything even though he hadn't done anything to force you throughout the night, everything was done with your consent. he brought your hands up to his lips and pressed a surprisingly soft kiss at the back of your hand, doing the same to your other hand.

his own hands shook in yours because he'd never done this romantic bullshit or even came close to comforting someone but whatever he was doing came from the depths of his soul that seemed to cry seeing you feel so bad about yourself. your lips parted in a gasp at his actions as your skin tingled where he let you have the first kiss. he doesn't kiss on the lips but he could give you this at least.

“listen to me bunny.” he murmurs.

he shifted forward.

“i've hunted for years and i don't chase pretty. i chase what's mine and right now it's you.”

his free hand slides up your side under the hem of your top but slowly, giving you time to pause again if you truly meant it. his palm raced over the shape of your waist as he continued.

“you think i'd drag you out here, fuck you with my gun and play with this adorable tail like it's my new favorite? and then suddenly decide your tits or your belly or whatever the fuck you're hiding isn't good enough?”

he lets out a dark chuckle and his words have your toes curling in need.

“that's stupid you know?”

he leaned down until his forehead touched yours.

“i wanna see it all because i already know i'm going to love it because i've felt how soft you are here—”

his hand squeezed your waist.

“and here.”

his hand cupped one of your breasts making you whimper.

“and i've seen the way your body reacts when i touch you. that shit doesn't lie baby.”

you let out a quiet sob at his words, gripping his chest as your heart flutters. the way you were slowly getting more confident about yourself from the words of your hunter… as your grip on his wrist loosened granting him permission.

for the first time every bit of insecurity is leaving you and only desire is in its place.

he slowly pushed your top upward inch by inch exposing your stomach first. then he paused and pressed an open mouthed kiss right below your navel, tongue flicking out to taste your skin.

“see? already so perfect and mine.”

he continued upward dragging the fabric over your bra and your hand immediately went up to cover yourself but yoongi caught your wrists, pinning them above your head while the other worked the clasp of your bra.

“none of that shit.” he growls.

the bra loosened and he tugged it off along with your top, baring your breasts and upper body completely and he grumbles, taking you in like he's never seen something more precious before.

“fuckk.” he rasped against your cleavage.

“these are gonna look so pretty when they're marked up.”

he leaned down, taking your nipple inside his mouth with no barriers of clothing now as you both moan in relief while his hand finally shoved your skirt down your hips entirely, working it off your legs along with your panties that were stuck at your ankles taking them off fully. he left every bit of you exposed for the first time, all of you bare except the cross chain on your neck. when he pulled back to look at you fully up and down in all your beauty, his eyes were darker than ever with adoration and lust.

only raw possessiveness.

“look at you..”

he breathes tracing the shape of you from your breasts to your thighs like he is memorizing every little detail of your body.

“my perfect little bunny.”

you let out a quiet overwhelmed sound and ducked your head. he leaned down again, trailing kisses from between your breasts over your stomach nipping at the places you'd always been most insecure about. places that you never told him but he seemed to know from the way your body twitches a bit as if in an attempt to hide.

“you feel that?”

he asked grinding the hard line of his cock against your bare thigh, to let you feel exactly how hard he was and the immense amount of precum he was leaking. he was close to cumming in his boxers with no touch at all like a teenager just from seeing your naked body.

“that's what you do to me… not just your cunt but all of you.”

your bottom lip quivers at his words as you look him in the eye, intense passion in them and you wanna give him something too especially after feeling how much aching there was. how much he was holding back because of you.

“i wanna please you too…” you croaked out and he groaned at the way you said it so innocently.

“yeah?”

“you wanna see me?” he questions gruffly.

you nodded, biting your bottom lip and he let out a shaky breath from how it affected him too and stood in front of you as you kneeled before him.

“words y/n.”

“y-yes please...”

he looked down at you as his sweaty hair fell over his eyes but not enough to hide the predatory gleam there.

he took his shirt off first revealing his buff muscular and scarred body as well as the intricate tattoos that he had there, each one holding its meaning. his belt was already undone so he shoves his pants down along with his boxers in one go as if he couldn’t stand keeping himself restricted anymore. when his cock finally sprang free, slapping against his stomach before settling in all its thickness.

your mouth fell open as the breath got knocked out of your chest. it was longer than anything you'd ever imagined probably several inches or more and girthy enough that wrapping both your small hands around it seemed laughable. his veins throbbed, the head an angry red from how rock hard he was for hours and it was glistening at the tip from his pre cum.

but it was the piercing that made your eyes go even rounder in shock and your pussy pulse harder. a barbell was pierced through his frenulum with two small metal balls at either end and the piercing sat exactly where the underside of the head met the shaft. it looked both painful and indecently pleasurable. it made his already intimidating cock look even more monstrous as the entirety of him throbbed.

it looked violent.

like a weapon made to ruin you.

but your pussy seemed to like the sight way too much, releasing fresh slick and trickling down as if already lubricating your body on their own to be ready to take him this instant. despite the fear of how big he was that he might even rip you apart and you didn’t know how he'd fit.

a rumbling sound left yoongi at how frozen you were, the sound was more of a satisfied purr as he wrapped one large hand around his cock. he gave himself one stroke right in front of your face, letting you watch every detail the way the piercing shifted with the motion as a fresh bead of precum welled and he caught it with the pad of his thumb and smeared it down his length until his cock was glossy.

“you like what you see hmm?” he rasped.

“never seen a big cock before have you little one? not like this.”

he tilted his head as he smirked.

“you're like a bitch in heat.”

your heart races at his degradation, yet you want more as his hand comes down to cup your cheeks stroking your bottom lip. he could see that you're scared.. scared that he'd split your tiny cunt open on the forest floor and that you'd feel him in your throat.

maybe he will but not yet.

he wants to play some more.

your throat worked as you gulped, wondering what he'd do next but wanting to take him inside your mouth, you waited for his instructions obediently as your mouth watered. he stepped forward until the head of his cock brushed against your quivering bottom lip painting a stripe of his arousal there.

“open.” he ordered.

your lips parted with a small whimper, your tongue coming out in offering with no shame or shyness left in you. he lets out a snarl and feeds the tip inside your mouth slowly as his piercing slides flat against your tongue. you yelp at his taste, the salty and unmistakably male taste he had as your jaw ached instantly from the girth. your mouth stretched wide as you struggled to take even the first few inches of him.

“god yesss.” he hissed.

your eyes watered when he gave the smallest rock of his hips as tears spilled down your flushed cheeks immediately. he cupped the back of your head, tracing one of your bunny ears.

“just like that.. breathe through your nose bun… slow… yeah you're doing so well.”

he guided you slowly, knowing it was your first time as one of his hands braced against the tree for balance from the welcoming heat of your mouth. he thrust another inch inside you as you gagged slightly with a hum and the vibration shot straight to him, he growled his abs flexing.

“fuck... that sound. do it again! let me feel it.”

he pulled back just enough for you to drag in one desperate gasp through your nose before sliding back in deeper causing his piercing to hit the back of your throat.

“mmugh!”

you gagged and he groaned lowly at how deep in your throat he was currently.

“crying already huh? i'm barely inside your mouth, so pretty when you break for me… s-shitt...”

his voice cracks as you give him a sudden suck as he is already feral, wondering how you'd look and sound when your pussy finally takes his cock.

“we've got all night bun and i'm gonna teach you exactly how to please me like you've wanted.”

he wanted you to worship every bit of his cock. yoongi slips free from your mouth fully letting you breathe, understanding your need for it and he couldn't help but thrust his hips forward automatically while you let out a wet cough and inhale hard causing his dick to brush against your chin. your chest heaved as he gave you a few seconds, enough to gain your air again and then he slapped his cock against your cheek because he could do so and he enjoyed making a mess of everything. the wet slap caused his slick to land on your cheek, he does it harder causing your head to go slightly to the side.

“hands between your legs.”

he didn't even have to say it seriously but his tone carried the weight enough.

your fingers trembled because of his command and because he was telling you to touch yourself which felt so overwhelming suddenly because all this time he was the one who touched you throughout and you doing it yourself in front of him felt too much. your bottom was fully sticky with your arousal and your clit was also peeking shamelessly from beneath it's hood throbbing in time with your heartbeats. your hand hovered over your mound still unable to do it and unsure.

“don't make me ask twice bun... you know the consequences.”

he knew that you were holding back, that your body wanted it but years of your life and hiding even after everything that happened in the past few hours… you were still hesitant. you take a deep breath and bring your hand to your clit and the moment you touched your clit, you jolted as a gurgled moan left you and yoongi hummed.

“circle your clit. let me see exactly how a scared bunny plays with herself.”

“a-ahggh mmm!” you pant.

he guided the dripping head of his cock back to your parted lips.

“open your mouth wider this time. i'm gonna fuck your face while you touch yourself and if you stop even for a second, i stop too. understand?”

you nodded so frantically your bunny ears flopped forward. he didn't wait for more confirmation as he slid back inside faster this time and impatiently.

“u-unnngh.”

you let out a scrambled noise as the way your throat tries to spasm at the intrusion only seems to make him harder. one of his large hands came up to grip onto your hair and he started fucking your mouth slowly while you rubbed your clit. your entire body shuddered as drool poured from the corners of your stretched lips.

“ah... yeah… just like that.”

he wasn't a vocal man during sex but you turned him into putty in seconds.

he pinched one of your ears hard enough to make your hips jerk forward as your fingers faltered on your clit while his hips never stopped the slow fucks. each thrust of his caused you to gasp, never quite letting you settle as some of your drool even slid down and fell on your breasts. you suckle on his tip when you hear that his noises reach a pitch when you do that as his hands guide you to stroke and squeeze the rest of his cock that you can't take inside your mouth.

“don't stop.” he roars.

you don't stop content in making the big bad hunter almost lose himself because of his prey as he tugs your hair hard when you cup his balls that are tight and looks so full like he has so much to release as you fondle them. you couldn't help it, they intrigued you so you took your mouth off him as you took a big gasp of air and placed your mouth right against his ballsack, suckling onto it and playing with them as if they were pingpongs and he gripped his own hair at the sight.

he wanted to teach you a good damn lesson for being so perfect because this was your first time and you were already such a pro at giving him head. he had ideas and he was going to fulfill each and every one of them.

“please ahh...”

you croaked as your clit throbbed so hard that it hurt and even touching it made you ache because you've been edged so many times.

“huh?”

he jerked himself off right against your lips while letting out animal noises.

“please fuck your face harder and make yourself cum all over your own fingers while i use your throat like it's nothing but a hole?”

he didn't wait for your answer and pushed back inside your mouth and this time he didn't hold back but put the entire length of him inside your mouth even the few inches that you couldn't take before until your nose brushed against the hair at his base. you gagged hard, squirming as your nails dug into his thighs and you struggled to keep your eyes open from the tears escaping along with your snot, all the liquids mixing together. his gaze dropped at the puddle that had begun forming from your clenching entrance leaving the dirt and leaves soaked.

“tell me one thing bun...”

he thrust his hips knowing very well you couldn't speak a single word now and that was why he was having fun teasing you seeing how much his words were getting you off.

“i wonder how you'll face your hybrid friends after this. they'll smell you and know exactly how you let your own hunter use you. will they even accept you mhm?”

you sobbed around his cock as he brushed a tear away from your cheek, shifting his hips to keep himself deep enough to make speaking impossible. your hands slipped from your clit inching towards your entrance. from how empty you felt just wanting to get relief, touching your clit wasn't doing much of it.

“uh uh.” he tsked.

“don't you dare finger yourself.. touch your clit that's the only thing you'll get for being a naughty girl.”

you looked at him with red eyes, sputtering and crying but he didn't care. you deserved a good punishment for turning him into a weak man.

that's when both of his hands come up to engulf the base of both ears, holding them tight before he tugs them forward using the help of your ears to hold onto them and fuck your mouth as if your ears were nothing more than handles for him to use.

“ugh…h-hahh.”

your ears stood upright at the direct stimulation and pain and the way your sensitive ears were being held so hard. you started rubbing your clit fast feeling your approaching release, your nails brushing against the poor bud turning it swollen but you wanted to cum so bad that even the friction of your fingers felt too much. your noises seemed to please him immensely.

“eyes on me.” he grunts out when he realizes that your vision was growing spotty.

you blinked up at him with surrender and as your gaze locked onto his, he rewarded you with a single thrust as his piercing kept on scraping against your tongue almost like it was fighting against the way you were trying to take him in.

“that's rightt.” he groans.

“look at the man who's going to ruin every single one of your holes. look right here—”

his hand lifted to his own face, he was glaring and his lips parted in ecstasy along with his scary scar made you even wetter.

your fingers moved mindlessly as you pinched your clit too rhythmically using your own slick from your slit before dragging it back up again. your hips thrusted at your hand as with all your strength, you held yourself back from sliding your fingers in as you bobbed your head on his cock, your hips grinding against nothing. the pornographic sounds of his cock sliding in your mouth and your fingers working your pussy were unimaginable and loud.

anyone standing miles away could hear it.

slurp. slurp slurp.

that was all you could hear from your mouth working on him along with his low grunts each time your throat squeezed him like a glove. he fucked you with precision to never break you but driving deep enough to cause you to gag on every third or fourth thrust. each time your throat constricted, he would hold himself there for a long second long enough for you to be unable to breathe and push at his thighs before easing back enough for you to wheeze and inhale.

you were his own little playground.

your knees ached from pressing into the forest ground and your thighs trembled, you thought you'd fall right on your butt from your approaching orgasm.

“gonna cum already?”

his voice was suddenly even rougher. you couldn't answer him and he gave another brutal thrust.

“answer me when i ask you a question.”

he tugged sharply at your ears this time causing your eyes to roll back for a second before you managed to refocus on his face. you could only produce a broken whine, pathetically tonguing on the underside of his cock making his eyes squeeze shut. you pulled away from his cock enough to speak.

“y-yesss sir—”

the words came out mangled so close to his cock and out of breath but he seemed to understand them perfectly.

“please—i'm close—pleasee ah—”

he growls loudly, his adam's apple bobbing his own release near.

“then cum.”

he drives forward one final time until your nose is crushed against his hip once again and starts pounding into your mouth with all his might while his hand guides one of your hands back to his balls so you squeeze them too and he twitches inside your mouth.

“cum right fucking now and soak the ground for me pretty bun.”

his endearment and the pull of your ears and the way you pinched and held on to your clit threw you right off the roof, it felt mostly like that after so many denials. the orgasm made your whole body convulse as you let out a muffled scream around his cock as your thighs shook so hard your knees slid outward on the ground. your vision whites as huge spurts of your cum leave you spattering all over the ground while you sob and shudder.

yoongi pulls out from your mouth on his own, letting you deal with the aftershocks as your hand goes limp on your pussy. your forehead rests on his thigh as you let out hiccups. his hands left your ears and he cradled the back of your head gently, letting you recover even though his cock was still hard and pulsing and he didn't cum.

he knew how far to push you.

the sight of you like this, all wrecked and still trying to look up to him through wet lashes undid him but especially with the way you'd cum so much. he couldn’t take it. he knows he'd eaten that sweet pussy twice already but he wants to taste your release when you've made so much for him.. he can't let it go to waste.

his energy had doubled from not orgasming as a guttural wounded curse leaves him and before you can take a breath he moves. both his hands wrap around your thighs and in one backward haul, he presses you to the ground folding your body in half.

a surprised “oof” leaves you.

your knees are forced toward your ears until the stretch burns as your hips are lifted completely off the ground, leaving you so open like you’ve never been before. yoongi holds you in that obscene folded position taking in your leaking cunt and he leans forward and spits on it to make it even messier. the glob lands perfectly on your clit as you watch helplessly as his saliva slides between your folds before mixing with your cum.

“mhmm.”

he lets out an approving noise and dips his mouth on you in the next instant, slurping up all of your slick mixed with his spit creating such a heady taste that he grows even more feral. your hips snapped up to his mouth with a cry while he fed from you like a starving animal.

at this moment you struggle to realize who the animal exactly is here, you or him.

you let out quiet squeals as he cleans you thoroughly even your inner thighs and asshole where your arousal had fallen almost entirely marking you until every bit of you was covered in his spit.

“i can't i can't—it's too much hahh sirrr.”

you dragged out the last word from overstimulation at the way his tongue was invading you right after your orgasm but he held you, doted on you and didn't give up on lapping at you as he drank you down like he'd die if he stopped.

“sir sirr, please please.”

you chant again and again, you don’t even know what you're begging for anymore. maybe mercy or more.

after he had thoroughly cleaned your pussy with his mouth, he latched his lips around your clit and you let out a cry, nails digging into his scalp from the intense feeling because of the amount of touches your clit had gone through. his teeth grit from the way his cock literally hurts and mostly anger from how he wants to stay between your legs like this forever with your thighs covering his ears.

he wants to ruin you so thoroughly that no one can even think of touching you. a sick urge coils in his gut as he imagines dragging the tip of his knife on your waist and carving his initials there until his name permanently stays there for others to see.

just to mark. to warn.

to make sure every hybrid nose that turns into your direction knows that your scent is mixed with his, that he's scented you or whatever hybrid shit you guys had going on.

your body answers him before your mind can as you arch into him while your fingers burrow in his hair. each pull of his hair sends heat straight to his cock then he surges upward when he sees the vulnerable curve of your throat exposed, seeing that you have no mate mark on your neck which he's noticed before but now he's going to make sure of something. you don't deserve a bare throat but one with a mark so everyone knows you belong to him.

“wait—ahh.”

you let out a scream that ends in a sob when his teeth sink in without hesitation hard enough to scar permanently like hybrids usually does and the pain melts into pleasure when he uses his tongue immediately to soothe as your nails dig into the back of his neck claiming your own marks unknowingly too.

“stupid fucking hybrid tradition.” he mocks.

he makes a satisfied noise as he sees the mark bloom so prettily on your neck.

“your kind thinks one little bite means forever huh... but me?”

he lets out a laugh.

“i'm human. i don't need teeth to own you. i'll do it my way but if any fucker ever tries to put his teeth right here—”

his voice drops as the coldness of a murderer he has takes place in his face which makes you pause too in sheer fear.

“i'll rip his fucking throat out with my own hands and cover you with his blood.”

a shiver goes down your spine at how serious he was as if he were very close to doing just that.

your cunt clenches so hard that you feel so empty and he feels it because it is pressed against his thighs, he lets out a mean noise at how his words affect you because no one has ever claimed you like this, in this dangerous and consuming way and you couldn't get enough of it. his face is still dripping with your release where he'd cleaned you up and then he leans down until his lips brush the shell of your ear once again.

“you're mine.” he rasps.

“say it.”

and you knew he wouldn't move an inch until you gave him the word he'd been wanting to hear all night as you clung to his shoulder.

“yours...”

you let out in one breath.

“get over here. crawl to me.”

the command was more of a growl as if he wanted to reward you for your words and your heart thuds hard. your long ears frame your face from how they've fallen.

“show me what kind of animal you really are.”

you whimper at his words as you crawl towards him slowly as your breasts sway underneath you, your doe eyes wide from your actions are. your soaked folds slide slickly together making wet noises that add more to your shame. when you finally reach him, he doesn't wait as rough palms capture you and he pulls you down on his body until you're straddling him and he's beneath your body.

“ohh god!”

you let out a surprised squeak as the moment your dripping center makes contact with him both of you hiss. his bare cock nestles heavily along the entire length of your slit this time with no barriers in the way. your hips jerk forward at the feeling of his piercing against you that drags right on your cunt and your mind swims, struggling to catch up to the feeling because it feels so intense outside you and you wonder how it'd feel inside.

“that's itt.” he grows.

he watches the way your hips shift to grind against him. his hands slide to your ass and spread you open proper for him and he holds you there splayed, refusing to let you sink down. refusing to give you the stretch you're already sobbing for

“rub that pretty pussy all over me.”

he was so leaky that you couldn't hold yourself back as your hips started rolling being selfish and wanting more of his piercing to drag against you. your clit dragged over the piercing again and again and again until your thighs quaked.

“haah… haah…”

your nails dig into his chest. the position gave you the power to dominate but it was mostly him who was doing it. he didn't do anything, he just simply lay on the dirt, one hand behind his head watching every second of it with hooded eyes, his nostrils flaring as you fall apart on his cock just from some grinding.

“gonna fuck you damn hard baby.”

you squeal as his hips shoot up and guide you to slide up and down his cock without taking him in and you nod dumbly at how good everything feels.

“so good… ahh… don’t—don’t stopp…”

“never sweet girl, never.”

he notches himself at your entrance again when he realizes your movements are growing weaker, your body no longer able to exert too much after everything he's made you go through. his cock dips just a little on your entrance before retreating as he grinds instead along your folds, letting his piercing catch on your clenching hole a few times while you murmur nonsense. you're whining and whimpering on the empty night air for mercy as if the trees could help you.

he fisted his cock and dragged it over your slit making your lips part around him as each drag brought out more slick from you and it dripped on his cock.

“look at this greedy cunt.” he gruffs.

“already trying to suck my piercing inside and i haven't even opened you up yet.”

his thumb returned to your clit, rolling it between his fingers.

“more… more… pleasee more…”

a broken sound left you as he retreated his hand once again and you were reaching your limit. you didn't know how much longer you could withstand his teasing.

you just needed his cock and if you had to beg on your knees, you would.

yoongi smirked up at you, it looked almost demonic but his own features were tensed from everything. he pressed forward again until the tip of cock pressed against your slit, only letting you feel a little stretch before pulling away again leaving you gaping. tears welled instantly as you chased his cock that hovered out of reach.

“p-please want inside... i need you so bad s-sir...”

your voice was small as he gripped your hips.

“you think you deserve my cock after what you did to me tonight? after parading around in that tiny skirt, flashing those little panties making a killer forget how to breathe?”

he lets barely two inches of his cock slip inside you.

“ahh yes!”

your eyes squeezed shut as your toes curled hard against the ground and then he pulled out again, leaving your hands clawing at his chest hard enough to draw blood.

“i wanna hear you say what you want bun...” he demands.

“no no no please fuck me, fuck me please...”

the way you directly told him exactly what you wanted in your trembling voice undid him as for one second the sadist in him vanished and something raw took over in his face.

that's it. he's done enough.

“fine.” he snarled.

he grabs your hips and you gasp as he settles you on the ground beneath him once again as your thighs spread on their own to accommodate him between them.

“but you're taking every fucking inch and when i'm done, you're going to thank me for ruining this cunt.”

he didn't give you time to brace as all of the little restraint in him had left him and only the urge to take was there and you were to blame for it. with one long glide, he sank inside you.

“ahhnn!” you screamed out sharply at the sudden invasion of his thick cock inside you.

the piercing caught against your inner wall as your back bowed off the floor, your breasts crushed against his chest as he sank deeper and deeper until his hips kissed yours and every inch of him was inside you. you scratched against his back, sputtering out useless pleas as you felt your pussy take him when it had never taken anyone else before. his head dropped to your collarbone at the feeling of finally coming home inside you.

a feeling unlike anything

“oh fucking helll.” he groans.

he stayed buried to the hilt for a long time letting you adjust to the stretch and the feeling of his piercing even though he just wanted to dick you down quick but was being mindful for your sake while your cunt spasmed wildly against his length trying to pull him even deeper as if he wasn't just in your stomach from how big he was as you felt his balls rest against your ass.

“you okay bun?”

he questions pushing a sweaty strand of hair away from your face and you let out a hiccup as you breathe through the pain, focusing on the feel of him inside you and the way you both throbbed and pulsed together.

“y-y-yes…” you stammered out finally.

“just slow please.” you let out.

he nods, his eyes holding yours as he gives a tiny shift of his hip experimentally making you cry out but it is more from pleasure than pain. he began to move slowly and gently tracking all your reactions so he made sure it was enjoyable for you.

every withdrawal of his cock felt like torture as he dragged it through your walls and it was the piercing that heightened every sensation into too much until you couldn't take it. his piercing felt like something sharp dragging inside your most sensitive spots and you saw stars behind your gaze unable to keep yourself quiet. every reentry of his cock was followed by his hips gently moving forward, sometimes moving in figure eights or stilling when he believed it was too much for you while his base battered your clit in perfect tandem.

he fucked you like he was memorizing every bit of your cunt like he intended to carve his shape into you permanently.

he never sped up just kept the slow pace, letting your pleasure build slowly and his entire body shook with the effort.

“like that?”

he hums in your ears.

“when my piercing grinds right there?”

he rolls his hips so that his piercing drags right against your most sensitive spot inside you.

“oh shit—ooh shit—!”

your nails raked all over him as tears and drool spilled on you.

“ughh yeah... i love it when you curse baby.”

he shifted without warning angling your hips a little upwards so he'd be able to hit your pussy well, allowing him to sink impossibly further as you felt his head hit your cervix with every thrust. you wailed into his chest so loud that your throat ached.

“shh... you're doing so well… look at you taking me.”

he makes sure your clit gets stimulated by his pubic bone as he growls out loud when your pussy clamps hard around him as if to trap him inside or kill him, he doesn't know. you were so sensitive from the previous orgasms that you were close already.

“gonna cum, please uhh.”

“not so soon.”

he pulled out almost entirely until only his pierced head was still notched inside you while you thrashed beneath him.

“nooo yoongi p-pleaseee!” you whined.

he glares at the way his name spills from your lips in the heat of the moment and he closes his eyes shut, trying to control himself before opening them again.

“again. beg properly.”

“tell me who this little pussy belongs to. say my name loud enough the whole fucking forest hears.”

“you y-you! it's yours! yoongi it's yours. please please let me cum, please.”

you blabber everything that your mind was able to produce. he slammed in with brutal force from the way his name fell from your lips as you almost blacked out maybe but was reawakened from the way he fucked inside you.

“atta girl...” he praises

he leaned down kissing the tear tracks on your cheeks, his tongue coming out to taste them too as you sobbed against his cheek. you felt dizzy and utterly helpless in his arms as if your body didn't belong to you anymore and were completely in his spell.

he turned you around until you were on your stomach on all fours for him once again with his cock still inside you. he pressed you against the dirt as both of you panted like wild animals in the middle of mating. you sobbed as your breasts pressed against the dirt and leaves there while your pussy clenched around him and your asshole trembled right on top as well from the little attention it got.

“stay on your knees baby. be a good girl for me.”

you scrambled, gripping onto fistfuls of leaves as you waited for him to do his thing with a racing heart while your clit twitched. your bunny tail quivering for him too. yoongi released a long guttural noise taking in the way your pussy looks hugged around his cock and the sight was something he could never get over.

“perfect” was too small of a word to describe it, it went beyond the word like a masterpiece made from filth. he couldn't help as his palm came down to spank your right ass cheek hard as white hot fire went through you so that your body lurched forward.

“ungghh.”

a yell leaves you before you can stop it almost trying to escape him again but he yanked you roughly into position, a huff leaving him as he saw the way his pink handprint started on your ass cheek adding more to the already pretty sight.

“stay don't run.” he orders.

the second slap on the other ass cheek landed causing your butt to jiggle and he didn't waste time before he landed another slap on your flesh which was already turning red.

“aaaaaaaaahhhhhh…”

his lips curve at your cries.

“this is where prey belongs.” he says with amusement.

“ass up, face down and crying for cock.”

he shifted behind you then fisted your hair and he pulled your head back until the teeth mark on your throat was exposed as well.

“you love this huh? getting pounded by a human cock?”

he landed another slap but this time right on your exposed and swollen clit.

“nooo.”

a wail leaves you.

“answer me!” he demanded.

“y-yes sir please, it hurts. i can't anymore.”

“that's right.”

he brushed the head of his cock on your fluttering entrance once again, smearing your own release on him before he slammed inside you again burying every inch of him. this time his piercing catches perfectly on your g-spot as he bends one of his thighs to fuck you smoothly. he began to fuck you like an animal.

hard, fast and merciless.

thrust. thrust. thrust. thrust.

that's all you heard along with the loud slapping obscene noises and your cries in your already ringing ears.

“uhn… uhn… uhn… uhn… hah gagggh.”

that was all you were capable of producing from your mouth.. sharp “ahs” and “ohs” leaving you with each forward motion of his hips while his balls slapped against your clit loudly.

“shittt fuck fuck.”

he lets out a string of curses as he grips your hair harder, forcing your body to stay locked in that perfect arch that lets him bottom out over and over until you feel like you are split open.

“take it.” he roars, his teeth grazing the skin at your back.

“take everything like the slutty bun you are.”

your whole lower body burned and throbbed as you let out noises, unable to speak properly as you choked on your own tears and saliva. he yanked your hair harder.

“you're gonna squirt for me.” he ordered.

“soak me while i breed this cunt.”

his free hand snakes around your clit, fingers finding your clit as he rubs hard circles while he watches his cock disappear inside your cunt again and again swallowing him whole. at the same time his thumb pressed firmly against your asshole, penetrating just a bit of his thumb causing your body to jerk up with overwhelmed spasms.

“yoongi!” you screamed primarily.

he started thumbing your ass in time with his pounds, drawing everything out while the other hand left your hand to smother your clit and you broke, you knew you'd never be the same again and he's completely changed you.

you'd never be whole again.

he hasn't just invaded your body but your heart too… your very soul.

your entire being seemed to scream for it as you squirted so hard that you flopped forward on the ground, your teeth biting onto the dirt not caring that it got inside your mouth. slick sprayed him so hard that it coated all over his abs while your tail thrashed but yoongi didn't slow or stop as he fucked you through the orgasm harder and faster, chasing his own end now.

“shitt yes fuckkk, milk me.. such a good cumslut.”

he blabbered, his voice getting interrupted with his own loud groans. with one last hard thrust where he hits your bruised g-spot hard enough to knock the breath from your chest, he cums too. you felt spurts and spurts of him land inside you, coating your walls fully until it started to leak while you clenched weakly from the overstimulation that brought out more of his white mess. he pulls out a bit causing more to land on your butt and your bunny tail.

“yeah...”

he groaned lowly as he pumped himself through the aftershocks until every last drop was spent and fell on you but he wasn't finished, not even close as with a heaving chest he looks at the way your pussy gapes and his cum leaks out.

and he didn't want that.

“ugh... ngh...”

still half hard and still leaking, he pushed back into your extremely oversensitive cunt with a slow slide groaning at the heat that immediately welcomed him once again. he felt cold and incomplete without you, if he were to die right now inside you like this, he'd die a happy man.

he fucked his own cum back into you with rolls of his hips until he made sure your insides were coated thoroughly and he stopped only when he was satisfied and had his fill.

until he made sure you didn't understand where he started and where you ended.

both internally and externally.

you both were in it deep, none of you realizing that there was a watcher..

that didn’t move, didn’t breathe too loudly as it simply observed..

somewhere far…

maybe it was imagination. maybe it was not.

consequences yet to come.

he stayed locked inside yours as he collapsed and no longer able to hold himself back, both your foreheads pressed together. he braced himself on one forearm beside your head, the other coming up to cup your jaw as you breathed hard trying to catch yourself.

your lips were red and swollen from how hard you'd bitten them to stifle your screams when he fucked you as his thumb brushed over them as if tending to the pain then he leaned down and kissed over the mark he left on your throat before breathing in and out, both your hearts pounding together and pressed.

he licked over the mark slightly, making you whimper and squirm but he knew you had taken a lot tonight so he didn’t push you further. he gathered you against his chest in one motion, rolling so that he lay on his back with you draped across him like a blanket with one of his arms locked around your waist. his hand goes up to pet your ears this time to comfort you and you let out a quiet purr between your gasps for breath.

“i've got you baby.”

he murmured nonsense against your hair.

the air smelled of sex, sweat and both of you combined together, it was one of the most sensual yet intimate scents to him.

“breathe little one, just breathe for me yeah? … in and out … follow me.”

he lifted your chin so your eyes focused on his face as he guided you to breathe in and out for him. another loud hiccup left you pussy clenching on him and he let out a sharp gasp, gripping your ass to still you.

you were too gone and sensitive for more but he was still hard. you could feel it. you knew he could go for a few more rounds if he wanted but he wouldn’t do that for your sake. he knows your body has reached the limit now so he just lets you keep him warm inside you.

your eyes closed as your head lolled on his chest, suddenly feeling so sleepy and exhausted as his dark eyes roamed over your face. you were a mess but a beautiful mess he couldn’t get enough of, with tears and snot all over your red face and dirt everywhere on your hair too, along with some leaves stuck there.

“how are you feeling bun?”

you tried to form words, anything coherent but only managed a broken sound from your ruined throat. speaking hurt because of how hard you were screaming minutes ago which yoongi understood as he kept on watching you mesmerized. his hand rubbed up and down your back as he thought about everything that happened and the euphoric feeling he'd felt.

sex had never been like this, it had been just a fleeting high but with you… it was everything. it wasn’t just a collision of bodies but also of emotions—the emotions that are making it hard for him to breathe. he never fucked someone more than once yet here he was… wishing to have you again. he can still feel your heartbeat around his cock even now. he wants to do it all over again just to hear you sob his name one more time.

he laid you down carefully, mindful of your bruised body and he didn’t wana pull out yet but he had to as he slowly slide out with a wet noise making you sob and clench onto him as if trying to pull him in again.

“shh…”

his hand rubbed your tummy once and then he stood, ignoring his hard cock before he grabbed the clothing you'd thrown nearby. he helped you wear your clothes gently, your bra first then your top, talking to you through it so he didn’t hurt you mistakenly and then made you wear the skirt.

you were shivering from the cool night air and the warmth he took away by moving his body and he didn’t like that so he grabbed his jacket and wrapped you in it. his jacket swallowed your tiny body completely as you clutched the edges of it desperately and gripped it around you.

he next gets dressed, tucking his throbbing cock with a grunt inside his pants. he ignores that for now. his gaze drifted lower catching on the ruined panties that were just beside you, fully drenched and streaked with forest dirt. he reached down slowly and grabbed it, looking at the way your sticky mess was still there where you'd soaked through it.

yoongi studied it like it was something special before he folded it into a neat square and tucked it into the pocket of his pants.

the gesture was so possessive.

he wanted to have one part of you with him when he left, at least he could take this as a memory of this night.

“souvenir.” he muttered.

“don't wanna forget tonight.”

his tone came out almost quiet like he struggled with the emotions and your breath caught, tears slipping free this time from sadness and he despised it. he didn’t want you shedding tears of sadness or pain, he liked you crying from pleasure only.

“hey..”

“none of that now. you're safe. i'm not—”

he broke off and ran his hand over his face with a shaky noise.

“i'm not gonna hurt you anymore tonight.”

you believed him. you did.

from the way he was cradling your face again, he was still hard inside his jeans but only cared about your comfort. maybe because the same man who had hunted you through the forest and took every inch of you and possessed you was... currently trying. you knew he wasn’t used to it but he was trying.

he wiped your running nose with the sleeve of his shirt while he murmured praises and rubbed your ears soothingly.

you knew he was a different man.

he had so much love in him that was kept somewhere deep in his chest that he didn’t believe he had because all he ever got was hurt and pain, lots of it. maybe he was the better man anyways because his hard life shaped his stone heart while you still looked for softness everywhere… which always ended up getting you hurt.

carefully you lifted one shaking hand as you hesitated for a bit and then brushed over the scar on his face and yoongi froze, his muscles locking. no one had ever dared to touch his scars and here you were with such soft and loving hands that his eyes fall shut for a second.

“does it hurt?” you whispered.

he swallowed hard enough that you saw the bob of his throat.

“not anymore.”

your fingers traced the full length of it slowly, feeling the way it ran deep and ended just below his eyes.

“how…?”

“just a hybrid big claws thought he could fight back when i came for him.”

a bitter laugh leaves him.

“he was wrong. i ended up discarding him after chopping his body in pieces.”

his eyes never left yours as he took in your expression, searching because still some part of him was trying to scare you away so that you'd understand it hadn't been too late and leave.

because he was evil.

and he waited and waited… but no revulsion came.

your thumb lingered at the deepest part of his scar.

“you’re proud of it.”

“yes.”

his voice drooped low.

“are you scared of it now?”

you shook your head immediately as a tear escaped your eyes.

“no i was… before when i first saw you.”

you gulped.

“but now… n-now it just looks like you.”

something cracked in him and his breath shakes as he turns his head, resting it against your palm, not being able to help himself and pressed a small kiss against it. he breathed you in, his forehead coming to rest down on yours, your noses pressing together as he breathed you like you were the only air left in the world. neither of you moved for a long time, just foreheads touching and hearts beating together, no space between both your bodies.

his lips twitched to kiss you but he didn't, he couldn’t. it was the only barrier left that if he crossed, he could never leave you.

he's a tainted man, his world is like a black hole and he cannot drag you into this and ruin you as well.

you were a flower and you are meant to be in a pure untainted garden where you'd bloom happily and beautifully. he'd just be a dark cloud of storm destroying you.

but for now he let himself take in the feeling of your skin one last time, rubbing your exposed thighs as he smoothed your skirt properly and he cupped your red ass cheeks that were still stinging from his spanks. your breath hitched, your pussy still gaping and fluttering weakly for him as his eyes flicked up to meet yours with something close to pain that he immediately shut away.

he adjusted his jacket on you properly so it covered you well and prevented you from getting cold also zipping it halfway up carefully. your body still hyper and humming from everything he had done to you, still reacted to even his tame touches. another droplet of his cum streams out of you and how could he not notice? he grunts but doesn't speak. he made sure you were fully covered, even picking the dirt and leaves from your hair and fixing it with such tenderness that you cooed against his chest.

he slowly stood up and you gasped when he suddenly lifted you up in bridal style effortlessly even after all the energy he just exerted. he pressed you perfectly against his chest, your tiny body cradled in his as your head settled on the hollow of his neck. your hand pressed against his heart where it pounded hard just for you as you took in the scent of him.

as a hybrid scent was important and very much noticeable to you and this time in the smell of his maleness and smoke, there was you and sex mixed together. your lips curved in a tiny smile as your arms wound around his neck, curling into the hairs at his nape clinging to him.

feeling safer than you’ve ever been in your life…

he exhaled against you and started walking but stopped suddenly as he bent a little without setting you down to grip your basket of flowers, gathering the flowers that had spilled to settle them back inside. he carried you bridal style with one arm, the other gripping your basket. he carried it without comment as if it were the most natural thing in the world. the sight felt like a punch in your chest. this man, this ruthless hunter who's known for killing and violence was cradling you like you were his along with your childish flower basket like it was something precious.

tears left you silently as you tried to stifle your sob against his chest that left anyway.

“stop crying.”

but there was no real bite in his words, it was more of a plea as if it hurt for him to see you cry.

“i'm sorry.” you sniffled.

“don't be.”

he resumed walking and then he was aware of where the hybrid homes resided because before hunting he always checks the map. he steps slowly, not hurrying at all because he doesn't want to leave you too soon as you watch his profile in silence. the way his jaw was clenched as he focused on his steps and his lips curled in restraint.

everything about him felt so larger than life yet so human in this moment.

“yoongi?”

you called out his name.

“hm?”

you felt his heart give a sudden thud at the way you whispered his name so freely now like he was meant to only hear it from your mouth, your nails curled on his shirt.

“will i... see you again?”

his stride faltered before he forced himself to continue, he didn’t speak for a few seconds.

“no.” he answered finally.

“you won't.”

his admission made your chest cave with hurt and uncertainty and he felt the shift immediately as his arm around your back flexed, holding you close as though he could shield you from the pain he himself had caused.

“i don't do this.” he admitted.

“i don't stay, i don't feel—”

he broke off with a humorless sound.

“whatever the fuck that i'm feeling in my chest right now is wrong.. dangerous even for both of us… you need to understand that.”

his teeth grind together as he couldn't look into your eyes, he'd break if he did.

“so i'm gonna walk away, go back to where i came from and you.”

he took in a deep breath and looked at you with hardened eyes that were so obviously fake.

“you're going to stay inside after dark like a good bunny. lock your doors, stay safe… and don't ever come out here again.”

your brows furrow as more tears spill now.

“but—”

“no.” he interrupted you.

“i'm not a good man bunny. i'm not safe. tonight was... fuck whatever it was, it ends here.”

his voice trembled but he had to stay strong for your sake, he doesn't wanna destroy your life. you weren't meant to be with him… even though it hurts and angers him to think about it. having the urge to kill someone but you deserved a gentle loving man, possibly a hybrid, someone from your world who could protect and adore you.

and it wouldn't be min yoongi.

you turned your face deeper in his throat and sobbed.

“you're not as bad as you think you are.”

you clutched him, praying to whatever gods were listening that he wouldn't leave you. that he stopped blaming himself. he barked out another bitter laugh at your words.

“you don't know me.”

“i know enough..” you breathe.

silence fell again as he continued walking, minutes passing like that until he stopped when he saw the faint glow of lights that appeared through the trees, signaling the houses nearly. he didn't set you down even then. he couldn't. instead he stopped and his lips found your forehead, pressing a kiss there then your temple, then the corner of your eye.

his lips catching each of your tears, like even those little droplets meant the world to him.

his breath fanned your lashes as you kept your eyes squeezed shut, little whimpers leaving you as you gripped his shirt so hard you might have just torn it a little.

“go home.” he murmurs against your cheek.

“be good... forget tonight… forget me.”

you shook your head frantically, the way his own voice cracked made you cry even more.

“no, i can't.” you choked out.

“you will.”

he pressed another hard kiss on top of your head lingering longer, his nose burying in your hair to memorize your scent.

“because if i ever see you out here again...”

“i won't be able to walk away and i'll ruin you worse than i already have so you need to go home. it's for your own betterment understand?”

you didn't reply to him, only sobbed quietly into his neck. he held you like that for a few more minutes, his own eyes growing glassy but he refused to acknowledge that.

min yoongi doesn't cry.

he doesn't break... then why does it hurt so damn much? why is leaving you here feeling like he's leaving a piece of his heart behind with you?

he unwillingly lowered you to your feet, keeping one arm around your waist to steady you before he pressed the basket in your shaking hands. he had to leave. if he waited one more minute, he'd give in.

he'd do something that would end badly for both of you. his hand cupped your cheek affectionately, catching a tear.

“you're the prettiest bun ever… and you're worth more than anything and never let anyone tell you otherwise yeah?”

you gasped at his words with a broken whimper as your bottom lip quivered.

“promise me.” he asks fiercely.

you nodded shakily.

“good girl.”

he breathes, his thumb brushing your cheek one last time before he lets his hand fall from you. your eyes widened reaching to grasp him, a cry already forming on your lips but he had already turned.

walking faster than he ever had, within seconds he disappeared into the darkness of trees as though he had never been anything more than a dream. you stood frozen clutching the basket to your chest. the only proof that he was real, that you've existed in an entirely different world with him was his jacket that enveloped you which still smelled so much like him and the way your pussy still ached, that even walking hurt and you were still leaking his cum.

he was gone. yet he was everywhere.

you lifted your hand pressing it against your forehead where he'd kissed you while your nose dug into his jacket, silently taking in his scent, still imagining his arms around you

that's when it happened.

it was so sudden you struggled to catch up to it as a sudden foreign scent invaded the air too close, too fast.

it wasn't of yoongi, no.

you realized that much as goosebumps erupted on your arms, your bunny ears stood upright. whatever scent it was it made you feel nauseous as your blood ran cold.

before you could turn or even scream, you felt pain on the back of your skull. it blinded you for a second as your vision instantly blurred, blood coating the side of your face. the basket tumbled once again on the ground as your world tilted, a weak scream leaving you as you felt a hand grab onto you which made you shriek back in disgust.

“yoongi—”

his name slipped out but darkness consumed your vision before anything.

your body gave up.

and this time he wasn't there to catch you fall.

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protective! yoongi who coolly answers on your behalf during interviews when questions have sexist or sexual undertones, challenging the interviewer with a lazy smirk.

protective! yoongi who rarely shows public affection, but when he does it's to guide you through busy crowds by the hand, or an arm snug around your waist to deter male idols and actors from approaching at afterparties.

protective! yoongi who lingers nearby during costume changes on tour, keeping an eye on wandering hands and eyes so that you're never unnecessarily vulnerable.

protective! yoongi who backs you up even when you're wrong if the whole group is against you during arguments, because the thought of all six guys against you makes his blood run cold.

protective! yoongi who never walks the stairs of a stage to collect an award or put on a performance without first offering you his hand, making sure your moment is never be outshined by a trip or fall.

protective! yoongi who never shows fear in your presence, always confident and ready no matter the situation. he does this so you never doubt that he's who you can turn to when it matters. to him, his calmness is more reassuring than any promise he could ever make to you.

He chuckles, “I’m not leaving your side for anything, don’t you worry. Now sleep. I’ll wake you up when it’s time to go.” Even though you want to stay up to savor each moment in his arms, you know that he’s right. With one last glance up at him, you close your eyes and settle in for the night.

Just as he promised, he wakes you up just as the sun begins to rise over the horizon. He kisses you awake and you grab onto him as you melt into him. When he leans back to look into your eyes, he smiles, “Goodmorning beautiful.”

“Goodmorning.” You flip to your back and stretch your arms over your head.

He watches you with such love in his eyes, “I’ll go get you some breakfast.” He begins to get up, but you grab onto his forearm and he chuckles, “I won’t go far, but you need to eat before we head out.” You nod, chewing on your bottom lip and let go, but before he moves to get up, he kisses you once more. 

You watch him go and settle back down in your bed. Now that he’s gone, you finally think about what transpired last night. Smiling to yourself, you replay every moment last night with him and sigh contently.

He comes back with two shells filled with fruits and you spend time chatting about your plan and eating. He tells you that he’ll be able to find Mingi, but you have to trust him and be patient. He tells you that finding him will probably take the majority of the day and you hate that. When you’re done with your meal, you get ready for the day and put on some men’s pants and a white blouse. It’s big, but you’d rather deal with ill-fitting clothes than wind blowing your dress up as you ride the dragon.

After preparing a small bag with fruit and some items, you walk to the main cavern with Yunho. He has your hand firmly clasped in his and you can’t help the smile on your face. 

The cavern has a chill to it and you suspect that has to do with the grey clouds covering the sun. He stops and turns to look at you, noticing that you are not wearing anything warm and frowns. Before you can protest though, he’s off running in the direction of your cave and you lean up against the altar to wait for him. It doesn’t take him long to come back with a thick blanket and you can’t help but love him more. He wraps you up and leads you to the edge, “You need to hold on, okay? It’s windy up there and I’ll be moving a lot, so you have to hold on.” The worry on his face is evident.

You reach up and cup his cheek, “I’ll hold on, and even if I fall, you’ll catch me. I trust you.”

That doesn’t seem to help his worry at all, “Y/N, I’m serious. I can’t worry about you and track Mingi down at the same time.”

Rising onto your toes, you kiss him and you feel him melt into it. “I’ll be okay, Yunho. It’s not the first time for me to fly.”

“Yeah, but you were in my claws. This’ll be different.”

“I’ll hold on. If I feel like I’m falling, I’ll tap on your neck three times, okay?”

He nods and kisses you one last time. It’s long and tender, as if he wants to savor it before not being able to hold you as a human for the whole day. When he leans back, he takes a few steps away from you and shifts. You feel no fear as you watch the light fade and the dragon emerge. He looks over to you and takes a few steps towards the edge before laying completely down so you can get on easily. You make your way over to him and place your hand on his scaly neck, “You’re beautiful.”

He chuffs and nudges you with his nose for you to get on and you nod, chuckling. It’s not hard to climb up, much to your surprise, and you settle down at the base of his neck. With nothing to hold onto though, you scoot up and grab onto his horns for support. He doesn’t move an inch till you tell him that you are okay, and you steady your breathing as he walks closer to the edge.

The moment he lifts off, you feel amazing. It’s different than being in his claws while pain surged through your sides. Now, it seems like you are the one who is flying. The ascent is difficult for you to hold on, but Yunho flies carefully till you fly higher than the clouds and levels out. When you breach the grey clouds though, it’s like the world opens up. The sun beams down on you and creates a beautiful sea of sun-kissed clouds that you want to run your fingers in. A smile blooms on your face at the sight, and Yunho must feel your happiness because he makes a low pitched sound that resembles a pleased hum.

You don’t even notice the chill up here until the shock of how beautiful the scenery wears off. When you feel it settle on your skin, you become very grateful that Yunho brought you a thick blanket. 

Yunho makes a noise in warning and you hold on tighter as he veers to the right hard and dips down just enough so he can see beneath the clouds. You watch him curiously, wondering how he’s tracking Mingi when there’s nothing to track. You’re still learning all there is to Yunho and Mingi and their abilities, but you’re sure that you’ll completely understand one day.

The day is long as you ride. Yunho changes direction every so often, veering to the right or to the left and you have no idea where you are going. You’ve watched the sun move in the sky until it dips below the clouds and you’re becoming restless. After so long, your ass has become numb and the constant wind on your face has made your skin almost raw. However, you can’t complain at all because you’re with him, you’re touching him- That’s all that matters now.

Yunho makes another warning grumble and you hold on tighter. He doesn’t change directions like you expect him to, instead he starts to descend into the clouds below. When you emerge, you see that he’s headed to another island. It doesn't look anything like Yunho’s island, but a small stretch of land covered in thick trees. It’s hard to see due to the dying light, but you see one fire on the far end and that fills you with hope. 

He sets down as gently as he can and you slide off of him, keeping the blanket securely wrapped around you. Before he can shift though, you set off in a sprint to the fire. You have to see if Mingi is here, one more second of wondering will surely kill you. Yunho is hot on your tail and yells for you to wait, but you don’t listen to him at all. You hop over fallen trees and weave around bushes in your way, not caring that you can’t really see.

When you reach the clearing, you see a lone figure sitting away from you on the beach staring out at the rolling waves. The flickering flames behind him light up his toned back and white hair, and relief floods through you. You race towards him and he stands, turning to face the incoming footsteps and his face morphs from surprise to immense love and happiness. You don’t stop when you run past the fire and you don’t stop to stand in front of him. The closer you get to him, he becomes more concerned and begins to back away, “Y/N, you’re getting too-”

You cut him off by leaping into his arms, pressing your body up against his and kissing him, allowing the blanket to fall to the ground. He freezes in place and tenses, and you can feel him begin to shift. Between kisses you say, “I love you. I love you Mingi, more than anything.”

A guttural noise comes from him and you’re not sure if it’s from him or the dragon fighting to come out. His lips feel soft on your own and his skin feels like fire. You know that he has no idea what you are doing but you have to show him how much you care for him. He groans again and backs away, his eyes a flaming red as he trembles, the red light in his chest growing brighter with each second, “Run Y/N! I don’t want to hurt you1 Run and hide!” His panicked eyes flick to the fire and you know that Yunho is right there.

“I’m not going anywhere Mingi.” You smile at him as he backs farther away. Yunho quickly comes by your side and reaches for your hand, interlacing your fingers. Even if Mingi transforms, Yunho will stop him from hurting you. Just the sight of that has Mingi flabbergasted, his mouth hangs open in shock while his red eyes stare at your conjoined hands. It’s as if the dragon warring inside of him doesn’t know what to do and he freezes in place. His body trembles with the extreme amount of energy pulsing in him and all you want to do is reach out and comfort him. 

In a deeper voice than you’ve ever heard before he says, “How? How can you touch?”

Yunho answers first, “It’s like the drive, the need to finish the ritual vanishes in an instant, but you have to let it. It feels like you’re being burnt alive to let it go, but you can. You can choose it, you can choose her. You don’t have to comply to the needs of our ancestor dragons, we can choose our own path now.”

You take a step forward and Yunho keeps his hand firmly clasped in yours as you tentatively reach out and cup Mingi’s cheek. He lets out a sharp gasp and his eyes meet yours as you whisper, “Be with me. I want to live the rest of our lives together.”

He lets out an easy laugh, “As if it’s a choice.” His red eyes flicker and then returns to his regular dark brown that you could get lost in, “I wouldn’t want anything else Y/N. I’ve wanted you for a long time but I was too afraid to do anything about it. I couldn’t let myself believe that I could live my life with you because I was afraid of what the dragon could do to you.” His eyes flick to your conjoined hands with Yunho and back to you, “Seeing that it’s possible, I don’t want to be afraid anymore, I want you.” A handsome smile blooms on his face, “I love you Y/N.”

“I love you too.” You lean forward and kiss him again and you can still feel how confused he is about what you are doing. He does his best to copy what you are doing but is sloppy. You lean back and smile at him, “I’m so happy we found you. I was so afraid that I’d never see you again.”

His brows furrow and he reaches for your other hand, “I never should have left, I’m so sorry.”

Yunho makes a noise beside you and you take a step to the side to look at him. He has a guilty look on him and you immediately know something is up. He rubs the back of his neck, “You don’t need to take the blame Mingi.” He lets out a breath and lets his hand drop to his side, “He didn’t leave on his own volition, I made him leave.”

You take your hand from his, “You what?”

Mingi puts a hand up to ease the growing tension, “There’s no need to get angry about this, it’s all in the past now.”

“That’s not the point, Yunho, you kept this from me.”

He nods and chews on the dead skin on his bottom lip, “I did, and I’m sorry about that. I’m sorry for a lot of things actually. For one, I never should have told you to leave Mingi, you’re my greatest friend and I shouldn’t have let my emotions cloud my judgement. And I shouldn’t have kept that fact from you Y/N, you deserve to know everything.”

Mingi disregards everything that Yunho said and gathers him in a hug, “Stop being so glum. We need to celebrate!”

You watch with your arms folded over your chest and you can’t help but let all of those negative feelings fade. There’s no need to stew on the past, you’re all together now, that’s all that matters. Mingi lets Yunho go with a pat on the back, and they both turn to you. Before you can say anything else though, your stomach growls fiercely and you sigh. Both men’s mood changes immediately and Mingi turns to Yunho, “Let’s go fish.”

They leave you by the fire to go get dinner. You’re not too pleased not being around them, but the promise of a hot meal will suffice. They disappear as they walk down the beach, Mingi saying there are calmer waters over there and you debate on following them, but you know that they’ll bring you right back, telling you that you need to stay warm by the fire. While you wait, you think about what this means for your future. You’ll live with them on the island, making it your home in all aspects. You expect Mingi and Yunho to move into your cave, you don’t want to sleep alone anymore if you can help it. What will your life look like now with them? Heat blooms on your face as you think about what you’ll do with them and you squirm in your seat.

Even though it feels like forever since they left to get you food, you’re sure that it’s only been ten minutes at most. When they return, they have two coconuts and one fish, and you can see that they aren’t particularly happy with the results. They plop down beside you and get to work preparing the meal and you notice Mingi continuously sneaking glances at you. There’s a deep flush on his cheeks each time he does, and you find it to be incredibly cute. 

“Were the fish not cooperating today?” You smile.

Yunho shoots you a look and lets out a breathy laugh, “Hard to fish when we don’t have any spears. Had to catch it with our hands, in the dark mind you.”

You hum and lean back onto your hands while staring at the flickering flames. There’s a cracking noise beside you, but before you look over, Mingi has put one half of the coconut in your lap. You shoot him a grateful glance and take a sip of the water and try to pass it back to him but he shakes his head.

Dinner is quieter than you expected. There’s an energy surrounding you three and you haven’t been able to name why that is. Yunho and Mingi seem to be silently communicating with each other as you take bites from the cooked fish. You’re curious as to what they’re keeping from you, but you don’t ask while you eat.

When you’re done, you take one last swig of coconut water and stand up, heading to the shore to watch the waves. The moonlight hits the water beautifully while the bright stars in the sky twinkle. You don’t have to look beside you to know that Mingi has followed you because he hums and scoots close to you. “You know, “ He starts, “I never thought that my life would end up like this. I thought I’d live life on my island with my Father. I was content with that, and when I lost that, I never thought I’d have happiness again. When I met Yunho, he became the only person I cared about, and yet I was still afraid that I’d end up losing him too.” He turns to face you, his eyes warm and sincere, “But when I met you, those fears hit me head on. To think that I could be the one to kill you? I couldn’t handle it. I couldn't allow myself to fully let you in even though I was lying to myself.” He reaches out tentatively and takes both of your hands in his, “I have loved you for a long time Y/N, and I don’t want to be afraid anymore.”

Warmth builds in your chest as you gaze into his eyes, “I love you so much.”

He bends and presses his lips to yours gently, he’s still unpracticed but you love it nonetheless. You let go of his hands to hold his toned waist as he cups your face, pulling you closer to him. Each press is exploratory, and you can feel the need wafting off of him like a growing flame. It’s as if he wants to savor every kiss, every touch, every moment with you to the fullest. You open your mouth wider and deepen the kiss causing him to shiver against you. Dragging your hands up his stomach, you purposefully make it so it drives him insane. 

He groans against your mouth, “I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you.”

You kiss the corner of his mouth and then kiss the length of his neck, paying attention to his body language and sounds. When you kiss the spot just below his jaw, he lets out a breathy moan and grips you tighter. You hum victoriously and give that spot all of your attention. 

His hands travel down to your ass, and he gives you an experimental squeeze before pulling one of your legs up. You lean back to look into his eyes and give him an amorous smile as he picks you up, wrapping your legs around his hips. In this position, you can feel practically everything, and you hate that your pants are blocking the way.

He takes you back to the fire and sets you down on your blanket as gently as possible before settling above you. He knocks your knees apart and sits back onto his heels to look at you, “You’re so beautiful.” His hands trail up your legs, and you watch with bated breaths, seeing if he’ll touch you where you most want him to. Instead, he stops on your thighs and smirks, “Can I pleasure you?”

“You don’t even have to ask.” You reach for the button on your pants, but he moves your hands away and kisses your palm. 

“No, let me.” His fingers easily unbutton your pants, and you lift up your hips to allow him to pull them off. He deliberately goes slow, allowing his fingers to drag down your legs and you are aching with need. The touch of his fingers leaves fire on your skin, leaving you breathless and needy. With one last tug, he pulls them off of you and tosses them to the side before sliding his hands all the way up your legs. You open your legs wider for him to see and you watch as his eyes flare red. He reaches in between your legs and finally touches you, making you release a strangled breath and grip the blanket beneath you. He explores you with the tips of his fingers, mapping you out while watching your face intently. When he finds your clit and you buck against him, and he smirks.

“Where did you learn that?” You whimper.

He continues to work your clit and answers you with a deeper voice, “When we went fishing, Yunho told me everything I needed to know.” You should have known that, of course Yunho would teach him. Now that you’re thinking about him though, you notice that he’s nowhere near you. Mingi sees the question in your eyes, “He took a walk to give us some privacy.” He circles your clit again and you choke out a moan. “I wanted you for myself the first time I touch you.”

The sound of the waves mix with your lurid moans as you grip the blanket beneath you. He moves to your entrance and slowly inserts a finger, watching your face for any discomfort. In reality, you ache for more. You want all of him, but he’s content to take his sweet time with you. He pumps his finger in and out of you and you can see how much he loves this. “Curl your finger a little bit.” You writhe against him.

He complies immediately, inserting another finger and finds that spot inside of you that makes you see stars. His red eyes watch you hungrily and you can’t get enough of him. He sees that you need more, so he adjusts his hand so he can circle your clit with his thumb. You arch your back with this overwhelming sensation and cry out, letting the pleasure take you. Each pump of his fingers, every circle sends you higher and higher, till you’re not sure that you’re on the ground anymore. 

When you climax, he makes a noise of approval and watches you with a satisfied smirk on his face. While you heave for air, he brings his fingers to his mouth and sucks the remnants of you off of him. Just the sight of him doing that makes you flutter around nothing and you can’t handle it anymore. 

Sitting up, you flip him on his back and straddle his hips. He makes a shocked noise, but as soon as he sees you hovering above him, he pulls you down to kiss you hungrily. It’s frantic and ravenous, like you both can’t hold back anymore. You start to grind on him and the choked moan that comes out of his lips is the best thing you’ve heard. 

Sitting back, you reach for his loincloth and purposefully drag your fingers over his hot skin, just like he did to you before. His stomach twitches and he closes his eyes, “Do you enjoy teasing me this much?”

“Oh, but you did it to me. Fair is fair.” You scoot back slightly and lean down to kiss his stomach. He groans while his hips move on their own and you love it. You lick a stripe from his navel up to his sternum while grinding down on his bulge, knowing that he’s on the brink of exploding. When he’s needy and writhing beneath you, you finally take off his loincloth and toss it to the side. You pause and look up at him, seeing how desperate he is to orgasm, and you give in. Sitting higher on your knees, you line yourself up and sink down, keeping your eyes locked on his. He chokes out a moan as soon as you sink down and rolls his eyes back in intense pleasure. 

His hands find purchase on your hips as soon as he is fully inside of you, his fingers digging into your flesh. Your chest heaves as you hold onto his chest to balance, your fingernails pressing into him. “Can I move?” You huff out and he is quick to nod, practically begging for you to continue. 

You go slow at first, purposefully taking your time to sink back down and grind your clit on his pelvic bone. He tries his best to remain still so you can go at your own pace, but you can see that he’s barely holding it together. A sheen of sweat covers you, but the slight breeze keeps you from overheating. When you sink back down, he finally whimpers out, “You’re killing me Y/N.”

“Then do something about it.”

Fire shines in his eyes as he accepts your challenge and flips you on your back. He wastes no time thrusting into you hard and fast, keeping his crimson eyes on you. You wrap your legs around his hips and grip his forearms on either side of your head, giving into the pleasure. You can’t help the high-pitched moans coming from your mouth, but that seems to goad him on more. 

When you close your eyes unconsciously, he growls, “Open your eyes. Look at me.” 

You comply and grip his forearms tighter, “Mingi-”

He thrusts again and cuts you off causing you to whimper. Heat builds in your core while your legs seem to squeeze his hips on their own. “You feel amazing.” His voice is almost inhumanly deep, “I don’t ever want to stop. Fuck-”

The heat builds and builds until you finally explode with a sharp moan. Your hearing muffles for a few moments while your entire body feels like putty. Mingi climaxes quickly after you due to your relentless squeezing and drops down on you, resting his head on your chest. He trembles against you and reaches for your hand, “You are…” He exhales a long breath and brings your hand to his mouth, kissing you reverently, “There is no amount of words to describe how perfect you are.”

Your heart melts and you reach to thread your fingers through his white hair, “I could say the same about you.”

He chuckles, the vibrations of it hitting your stomach, “I’m hardly perfect, but you make me a better man. I’m eternally grateful that fate brought us together, because now I can’t imagine my life without you.”

The pleasant sigh that escapes his lips while you massage his scalp is music to your ears. 

You spend a long time in each other's arms talking about your future or mundane things. The conversation never feels forced or awkward even when it lulls as you relax over the soft sand. After a while though, the breeze on your bare legs begins to be too much. Mingi sits back up and sits on his heels looking down at you, his eyes now his normal brown. He hums at the sight of the mess in between your legs and gets up to gather things to clean you up. You don’t bother getting up with him, even now your limbs feel lax and heavy, and it would be too much effort to try. 

To your left, you hear the crunching of broken branches on the ground and see that it’s Yunho. He looks flustered and disheveled but tries to hide it with a confident stride. He makes his way over to you and plops down, allowing for you to place your head in his lap. He smiles down at you, “Hey beautiful.”

“Where’d you go?”

He swallows, “Um, just went on a walk.” A red blush blooms on his cheeks, reaching the tips of his ears. You know that he must have heard what happened, and you find that it’s cute that he’s so flustered. 

Mingi returns with some water in the coconut shell and places it near your feet before tearing a scrap off of the blanket. He pays no mind to Yunho as he cleans you up and you squirm, feeling over sensitive. When he’s satisfied that you are clean, he tosses the rag and coconut shell to the side and tucks the blanket around you. He glances at Yunho and smirks, sharing a knowing look before laying on your right side. He turns to face you and drapes an arm around your waist while nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck.

Yunho gets the hint and carefully scoots out from under you and takes the place to your left. The warmth radiating off of them is intoxicating and it feels like you don’t even need the blanket. The immense feeling of safety surrounds you, and you’ve never felt anything like this before. Yes, you had your Mother growing up that provided you safety, but you had to rely on yourself when she got sick. You barely remember the years where you didn’t have to worry about surviving, all while making sure that she was well taken care of. Now though, you don’t have to look out for yourself anymore- You have Yunho and Mingi. They’ve made it perfectly clear that you are the most important person to them and that they’d protect you from anything that would harm you. For as long as you can remember, you’ve had to be hypervigilant and responsible, too mature for what a child should have been. Now you can just be.

Yunho drapes a leg over yours and holds your hand against his chest. His strong heartbeat pounds pleasantly against your skin as Mingi scoots impossibly closer to you. There’s no inch of skin of you that isn’t pressed against them, and you wouldn’t have it any other way. In the matter of minutes, sleep calls you into its sweet embrace and you welcome it.

Next Chapter ->

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as the beloved fire lady, you were adored by the entire nation. while zuko was buried in council meetings and ledgers, you spent your free time at charities, local orphanages, and schools. to put it simply, you were constantly surrounded by families—more specifically, children.

zuko watched from afar as toddlers wrapped their chubby arms around your skirts, peering up at you with wide, hopeful eyes. parents took pride in seeing the fire lady cradle their infants, and even the fussiest babies seemed to settle the moment they were tucked into your arms.

“my! you would make such a wonderful mother,” one woman remarked.

“the fire lord is a lucky man indeed,” the citizens added. “a beautiful wife and a natural mother.”

while zuko often flushed with embarrassment, you took every remark as an opportunity to tease him.

“hear that, zuko? it means we’ve got work to do,” you joked, gently rocking a sleeping infant while the crowd erupted into laughter.

it wasn’t until you were talking to one of the elderly ladies from a distance that the conversation took a turn, her voice not-so-quiet as she described the struggles of pregnancy.

“pregnancy is a beautiful thing, but very, very tedious,” the elderly lady explained. “you’re constantly waddling around with a big, round belly. your feet are swollen and bare, and your…” she motioned to your chest, “always swollen and aching.”

your face flushed with embarrassment, but zuko, on the other hand, found his mind admiring the idea.

he wasn’t in a rush to have kids, but the image of you—his wife, waddling around the palace barefoot in nothing but a flowy dress. your belly, round from carrying his baby, and your breasts swollen with milk.

it was perfect.

and that was how you ended up here, sprawled across your shared bed with your legs hooked over zuko’s broad shoulders as he held you folded in a mating press.

his cock—thick and swollen—pounded into you relentlessly, the air filling with vulgar sounds that made your eyes roll back and your ears burn.

“zu—zuko!” you cried out in pleasure.

“gonna… get you…” zuko grunted, his hips drawing back as he drove into you deeper. “pregnant… gotta breed you—”

zuko was a mess of incoherent babbling, muttering about keeping you full of his seed and the image of you walking around barefoot. his heavy body completely enveloped yours, his hands tangling into your hair to pin you in place, keeping you trapped in that vulnerable position.

“gonna keep fucking you until it takes,” he promised darkly. “until our kids are running around the palace.”

you were a moaning mess beneath him, your legs dangling in the air as he pounded into you, forcing you to take every deliciously agonizing inch of your fire lord.

“how many do you think we’ll have? one? two?” zuko laughed raspily against your ear, the vibration making your body tingle. “or twins. that’d be nice—wouldn’t it?”

“so… so nice,” you managed to moan.

zuko laughed again, adjusting his angle so he could fuck even deeper into your warm, aching core.

“fuck. you gonna make me a daddy, baby?”

“yes, zuko!” you cried, nodding your head frantically against the pillows. “yes—i’ll make you a daddy—”

“shit,” he cursed, his body drawing tight as he felt himself ready to pump you full. “say it again.”

“daddy!”

daddy. daddy. daddy.

the sound of it was music to his ears. he tossed his head back, his long, dark hair damp with sweat against his bare skin as his cock pulsed deep inside you, pumping ropes of thick, hot cum into your aching pussy.

“god, that’s it,” he growled, peering down at you with lustful, golden eyes as his chest heaved.