Nothing could stop him from taking you, sweet little sheep, too scared to move, frozen in fear and surprise, unable to look away from his penetrating eyes.

This tale was as old as time, a sheep and a wolf, a treat for a beast. You were...made for this, made for him.

You sat in a flowered field without a care, as if on display, as though you were waiting for him to come...

Centuries of evolution it took to bring you here, at his feet, pure and small and for the taking, skin smooth and easily bruised, eyes wide and full of innocence, body perfect fit to hide under him.

And Seokjin was a King of beasts. Muscular, towering, attractive, a magnet that lured in what he most desired. And what he wanted most was you, sweet and cute and easy to shatter.

He was a wolf in sheep's clothing, a lovely distraction for you. A smile that held fangs made you feel welcomed, made the heat rise in your cheeks at his attention.

He came closer to you.

Close enough to touch you, and he stayed there. He found ways to make you laugh, jokes to open you up, made moments where his gaze penetrated you so deeply your breath hitched and you looked at him in awe. He put a flower behind your tiny ear. You were so easy to fool.

Even when his cloak fell down, revealed his true identity, pointed ears that marked his evil nature, you were too naive to see Seokjin for what he was, you were too consumed in his beauty. You giggled and exclaimed, "What big ears you have!"

When his large hands roamed your body you tensed, cried tiny high pitched whines. A melody to his ears, you were a song he wanted to listen to forever. He wanted to draw out every bit of this treatment...torture he had planned for you.

He held you down, claws digging into your tresses, and took his time listening to your singing. His pressed his digits into the warmth of your mouth, widening you for more of him.

He was going to defile every innocent thing about you, tear you to pieces that only he knew how to put back together.

He made you choke, gag on his girth, he made you cry as he bruised your throat. He let your spit and tears slick his cock, feeding you his length. You didn't know how to fight him, if it was him his fangs would have torn through, but you were too innocent, you would never think to hurt him how he was hurting you, even when he fucked into you harder and faster, stealing every bit of your air.

His sharp claws dug into your beautiful hair, ripped into your ringlets, shearing your long hair, taking your beauty for his own. He hurt you, his act had broken another part of you, shattering your confidence.

Only when you were thoroughly used, your throat raw from friction, your face covered in drool, did he move on to his next breaking.

"My sweet little sheep, why don't you try to run away? It would be much more fun to catch you."

You shivered and laid under him too scared to move. His claws dug into your jaw, moving your head back so he could inspect the rest of your body. He let his grip rest on your neck, feeling your jumping pulse, gazing at your heaving chest. He placed his palm over your breast, kneading so roughly you cried out his favorite tune.

"P-Please don't hurt m-me."

"Oh, but I just want to hear you," he laughed, tongue rolling over his lip when he ripped away the sheer fabric concealing your body, claws catching skin and scratching marks across. His smile widened as you screamed, his eyes rolling back in satisfaction.

He broke you a third time, stealing the last bit of your innocence as he opened your legs and settled himself into you. You had no way to end the pain, his penetration was slow and agonizing. It felt like it would never end, like he would rip right through you until you'd split in two. It felt like you were tearing, dying! Seokjin was right, you were shattering in his grasp, and it only took his hard cock.

He bottomed out, rolling his hips into you to make you squeak and tremble, and then he set a brutal pace. You were going to be molded only to him, you would never be whole without him, and even if you crumbled around him, he would find a way to warp you to him still.

He grunted and groaned over you. You watched him not shatter, but contort, change; become wild in lust. Seokjin was a beast but he was devastatingly regal, unfairly so, because he had everything it took to be the noble prince you had believed he was, and yet he was just so villainous, selfish, using your body, breaking your body, turning savage-like in his conquest of you.

He pulled your hips to him, thrusting in wildly, contorting you and gripping you until your every muscle ached, tightened and tensed. His sharp teeth pierced into your breast, tongue licking your nipple. He bit you many more times before he was done with you, made sure to mark you as his.

He fucked you full of him, let your tired body take his seed, making sure not a drop was wasted. His digits stuffed you, four fingers moving in and out of your sex until you were writhing in his embrace.

That was how the beast devoured you.

You have become his favorite meal.

Said that, you putted your dress skirt in a tight knot and wields your dagger. They must be a traveller, you think, and travellers usually travel by roads - the only exception you know about being yourself. Where is the closest road? You know this valley as the back of your hand, in a second you are running between trees, in minutes you are in the dirty road dodging from a desperate horse. The animal was running in circles and prancing furiously, and could've killed you if you did'nt get of it's way. Hitting the floor with it's feet, the animal came furiously to your direction. Recovering from the shock of almost dying, you put yourself together.

"Calm down buddy..." You said with your hands in the air, trying to grab it's reins. You noticed the fancy cell embroidered with a colorful coat of arms, the design of the White Rose of the noble Kim Family. Trouble to you. "Wheres your horseman?" Calming your own heart to make the animal trust you, and using your most assuring and kind voice, you managed to make que horse calm down, finally grabbing the reins. "Show me where is your horseman." "Help..." A plead voice came behind you in the dark. You turned back but did'nt saw anyone. "Hello...?" You called. A second lasted too long till you got an answer. "Here... Please." You found a man  trapped between the dark mud and a fallen branch of a tree. His handsome features dirty and a trail of blood trickled down his forehead. His eyes were turning back, indicating that soon he would lose consciousness, and no matter how he tried to push off the branch, he did not have the strength to get rid of himself. "I can't die... here..." He said, trying to break free once more, but failing. You ran to him, grabing the branch, wich unfortunally was too slippery with mud and rain. You could not lift it if slipping from your fingers, dropping it on the man would only hurt him more. "I'll release you, don't move." You are stronger than you look like, the issue was be able to grab the branch properly. Thinking of it, the right words came to your mind, from a old book probally, wich you may have read at some point.

Manoj Tenere Kollísei

You concentraited in the spell and in the outcome it must cause, hoping to work without saing it outloud. Well, it did. You lifted the dense and heavy wood branch with much less effort than normal people would - it would take two men to do the same service, you imagined. It did'nt slipp anymore, actually your hands felt like were conected to the wooden superfice, like spiders can climb walls. Once you released the stranger, you stepped forward to his side, checking the wound on his forehead. "Are you ok? I'll help you to get up." "Thank you... Miss." He made eye contact with you for a second. "Hold on". You helped him to get up on his feet, leting him put his  weight on you. "Here... Your arm in my sholders... This way." As he obeyed, instantly he embrace himself in pain with his free hand. He almost fall again, looking more dizzy and pale than before, almost as if he were going to throw up. "I need to go back to my Jisoo...". He tried to walk, but hissed in the first step. "I can't die..." "Hey, you won't die... You... Hey!" In the middle of your sentense he fainted on your arms, almost bringing you to the ground with him. "Hey! God... Cottonfur, I need your help please!".

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Your door slammed soundly as you opened it - banging your back against it -, heavy rain getting in the house with you. The storm had calm down a little bit and now you have the security of your warm home above your head, but your still soaked clothes, your sore and exhausted muscles, and the stranger you were carrying - blooding and unconscious - didn't let you relax. Jungkook is nowhere to be seen - probably hiding from thunders in the closet -, but a pumpkin pie is waiting for you in the countertop, welcoming you. You ignored it. Kind of clumsy you lay the stranger down in the dinner table, he whined in pain but didn't wake up. You took of your cloak and closed the door. "What do I do?" You catch yourself asking outloud, a little bit panicking. His pretty face was contorting in pain and white like Moon Lilys, and his skin was covered in goosebumps. He was freezing, and so did you. "I'll make a tea." You stated, teeth chattering of cold. You put a kettle full of water in the wood burning stove and increased the flames in the fireplace. Choose oolong tea and let it in a mug. While the water did not boil, you began to work on not letting the stranger die in your kitchen. You took of his soaked boots, and with care undressed his upper body - a really nice one. Once his wet clothes were discarded, you covered him with a bear fur blanket of yours. You cleaned the wound in his head, discovering that it was pretty ugly, a deep and swollen cut. "This is a shame... A scar on this face." You felt fond of him, almost overwhelmed by it. You decide to do more for him than just treat his wonds. A Witch's Bless is something rare, it can ruin her life if the blessed one is ungrateful... Your grandma would call you a fool for waste this kide of magic with a man... But your heart said to do it, and even if the heart is deceptive, you really did. "The moon that rules this night is a witness that I, Y/N, mate of fire and earth, bless you. Until seven of your descendants rise, you won't die." You sealed the magic with a soft kiss on between his closed eyelids, and felt energy radiating from you for a moment. Time freezed up as you stated at his now relaxed face and felt the weight of your choice. "His ribs are broken." A male and soft voice came from behind you. Immersed in you thoughts you didn't see your familiar cat, Jungkook, coming. "For Gullveig, Jungkook! You scared me...". A mix of a laugh and a pur came from the black cat as he jumped softly on the table beside you. He eyed you and then the unconscious man for a second. "Two right ribs broken, one left, and a light concussion." He diagnosed using his sixth sense. Nothing can pass through Jungkook and his magic senses. No lies, no hidden intentions, feels, wounds and sickness, secrets... He can see, hear or feel it all. That's how he protect you. "I'll make a cure potion with strength infusion as catalyzer." You declared picking up a small tin cauldron, putting a jasper stone in it's bottom and covering it with water, and then holding it's handle on the hook over the fireplace to let it boil. "Can you get garlic, parsley and cayenne pepper on the dispensary for me?" You crushed the garlic and pepper - without the seeds - in a pestle until they were pasty. When the water boiled, you took out the cauldron from the fire, and added the parsley leaf on the surface, letting it drown by it's own choice. This way Strength Infusion was ready. As it cool up you put the garlic and pepper paste in the infusion, and mixed with a glass spoon. Six times clockwise, and then one counterclockwise to conclude. The cure potion changed it's color seven times, ending in a light shade of gray - and a strong smell you couldn't describe. "That's must be." You told yourself. "I hate this. It stinks. Makes my sensitive nose burn." Jungkook said from the higher shelf in the room, as far as possible from the potion. "Don't be so dramatic." You laugh to him, leaning toward the stranger to apply the medicine. First in his forehead wound, and then in his ribs, taking care to not use too much pressure, to not hurt him more, but also spreading well. Using a little more of magic, you firmly banded his middle. For now you could only wait. "Now you need some rest, Y/N. Put your feet in warm water so you don't get sick, and then come to bed with me." Jungkook said, rubbing his slim body in your legs. You bended to him, petting his ears, lifting him in your arms. "Ok, my lovely friend." He purred gladly, you crushed him against your chest.

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Once in your undergarments and under the covers, properly warm, you let yourself relax, knowing you would sleep all day long. Jungkook laid himself above your shoulder, resting his tiny head in your neck, his fluffy fur tickling your skin. You couldn't handle his cuteness, specially when you were away from him for so many days. Every once in a while you have to travel, to deliver some spell or potion, to do some kind of job, or to search for a specific information and rare stuff. And sometimes is not safe for him to go with you - some vampires who you have business with like cats as dessert. It can be dangerous for you to be seen walking around with a black cat, specially in south, where the inquisition is stronger. So you tell him to protect your home. He hate it, and you know. His will of life is protect you. When you are far away and he can't do anything to keep you safe, is like hell. And when you came back is like heaven. "Y/N, pet me" He sudenly demand. You gladly complied. "Did my Jungkookie miss me? Were you too lonely these days?" You almost baby talk him - his feline eyes, green with serious slits as pupils, meet yours. It could be intimidating if you don't know him better. "Stop it, Y/N. I'm not a baby." A pout can be heard in his voice. "Of course you are! My baby!" You coo, petting him more. If he weren't a fluffy black cat, Jungkook would be blushing for sure. "But seriously... How was you in my absence? Everything went good?" He signed against you. "It was boring. Normal. I hunted birds all alone... Took care of things by myself... Napped in the window waiting for you... Made a pie for you...". Jungkook changed position, this way you could rub his belly, and he could nibble on your fingers. "I saw the pie. The smell was good.". "But you were too busy to try it.". The pout voice again. "I'll eat the whole pie, don't worry.". A silence took over for a minute or two. The rain out side is quieter now, once in a while a ray illuminate the colorful stained glass. You should check the garden next morning, try to save the pumpkins. You focused in the sound of raindrops hitting some pots behind the house and Jungkook's purs. "Y/n?"The cat called in a sleepily whisper. "Hmmm?" You awsered in the same voice. "Who is that man? Where did you find him? And why is he here?" In fact relevant questions, you though. "I not sure, someone from Kim family... I found him on the Old Man's Tree road... I just couldn't let him die, Kookie." "Wow. You carried him for a mile." He coed. "But... Y/n, what will we do with him?" "I don't know yet." "What if his is dangerous?" Another relevant question,you sighed, what if I blessed a danger for me and Jungkook? Jungkook have been your family since you were a little girl, living with you more years than a normal cat. The most happy memory of your childhood is the day your grandma came to you with the fluffy speaking ball called Jeon Jungkook, who looked into your eyes and promised never let you alone,and than nibbled your hand playfully.Your grandma told you that your responsibility of taking care of him was bigger than his in protecting you, because familiars are willing to die for their masters. Your grandmother wasn't a good person, but was a wise one. So the idea of Jungkook getting hurt by consequence of a decision of yours was unacceptable. "We'll know when he wakes up."

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