A soft yawn left your lips as you rolled over to bang your loud alarm, trying not to wake Jimin.

You laid in bed for about 10 more minutes, then rolled out to shower, brush your teeth, and get ready for the long day ahead of you.

After your shower, you dressed in casual blue skinny jeans, a loose, black T-Shirt, and matching black converse, before stepping out of your bedroom, shutting the door quietly behind you, and padding down stairs to make some much needed coffee.

Four Hours Later

You sighed, twirling the pen in your hand as you waited for the next customer to voice their order, reaching in your back pocket to pull out your phone.

Not a single call from Jimin.

Your thoughts of trying to remember if you put your phone number on the refrigerator at all were broken by the deep voice of the male voicing his order, and you quickly jotted it down, mindlessly handing it to the cooks behind you.

It was going to be a long day.

And indeed it was, little to no customers after rush hours, so you sat in a creaking chair for five more hours without any other sign of a living breathing human, virtually feeling like you were going insane, and lunch was no better.

You had no appetite, too worried about the Hybrid at your home to stomach anything. You just had this awful feeling that something was terribly wrong, and you couldn’t shake it.

“Kim, I need to leave”, you called out to your close work friend, grabbing your jacket and bag, “It’s an emergency, can you please cover for me”, you begged.

She rolled her eyes, “Go, Y/n, you know I’ll always cover for you”, she called as you were already halfway out the door, “You owe me big time!”.

Waving her off, you took off down to the direction of your home, nothing but Jimin on your mind.

Getting there quicker than you thought, you bolted up the stairs and shoved your keys into your front door, entering the house quickly and locking the door behind you.

You knew something was wrong when Jimin wasn’t greeting you by the door, nor was he growling lowly in request of who it was.

Just as you were about to call out to him, a loud moan pierced your ears, and it sounded a lot like Jimin’s voice.

Jimin?

Walking quietly towards his room, you push the door open slowly, and your mouth falls open at the sight your greeted with.

There Jimin is, stark naked, sheets sprawled around the bed with him laying on top, hand pumping around his length furiously, mouth agape and eyes squeezed shut.

A gush of precum leaks down his hand, and he only uses it to moisten himself up even more, throat bobbing in pleasure.

You can’t help the burst of heat that expands in your abdomen and the tugging in your lower belly.

“Y/n, ah fuck”, Jimin moans, and your eyes bulge, “Fuck, I want to fuck your pretty little pussy until I’m filling you with my kittens”, and your hand drops to your core, thighs squeezing desperately to stop the pulsating you feel.

The sounds of Jimin’s hand furiously meeting with his large cock, and his moaning has you shamelessly spreading your legs and pushing your panties to the side, fingers dancing on your clit, and you struggle not to moan out loud.

His words continue to bubble out of him until you feel your walls clamp tightly around nothing and you moan as well, other hand reaching up to slam down over your mouth, but it’s too late, Jimin heard you loud and clear.

He leaps off his bed, yanking the door open, causing you to tumble backwards into his chest, and your eyes widen at the hard cock poking at your lower back.

A soft purr leaves Jimin’s lips at the scent of your arousal, and you grind down against him, mind too hazy with lust to search for your morals.

Jimin backed you up into his room, kicking the door shut shortly afterwards and told you to strip, to which you obeyed, wanting nothing more than his cock buried deep inside you, fucking you until you didn’t know right from left.

Tossing you onto the bed, he climbed up your body, settling his hips in between yours.

“Y/nnn, you were watching me”, he purred, “You want me to fuck you, hm? Fuck that pretty, pink pussy until your belly is round with my seed, until it’s gushing out of you”, he panted, rubbing his leaking cock across your folds.

A needy whine leaves your lips, along with a greedy nod of your head.

A soft exhale leaves his plump lips, “Turn around, slut”, he murmurs, watching your face contort in pleasure at the words, turning onto your stomach and arching your back for him.

Every ounce of restraint Jimin had, snapped in that very moment, grabbing a tuff of your hair and arching you further, before delving into your wet heat recklessly, not allowing you to catch your breath.

A puff of air left your lips at the first thrust, threatening to shatter you completely until all your mind knew was Jimin.

He continued at his slow, yet deep pace, each push of his hips threatening to crush your lungs, and you gripped at the bedsheets to structure yourself better, but it was almost impossible as Jimin continued to destroy you.

With every moan that left your lips, the animalistic side of Jimin expanded, until he was reaching around and grabbing at your neck harshly, cutting off the ability to speak, and you felt another hand drift down to your puckered rim, pressing into it lightly and you let out a choked squeal.

Jimin only continued, lacing his fingers through your heat to collect your slippery juices before he continued to stretch your other hole, starting out with one finger, then two, then three, then four, until he was carefully seated wrist deep inside your rapidly clenching hole.

A scream tumbled from your chapped lips, knees brushing at the crushing weight on top of you, and Jimin’s cock battering against your insides with his hips slamming against the cushion of your walls, along with his hand pumping furiously in and out of your formerly untouched depths, causing you to reach an orgasm far more powerful than your clenched hands holding you to the bed.

Groaning loudly, Jimin fucked into your harder, cock expanding inside of you, and you reached back, hand gripping at Jimin’s hips, “Jimin, o-oh god, what’s h-happening”, you stuttered, being stretched past what you thought possible.

Jimin groaned out, pulling your hand away from his hip and placing it back onto the bed, “Ah, F-fuck Y/n-ah, it’s ok-okay it’s alright- I’m just- fuck”, he moaned out, losing control as his knot swelled within you and he sank his teeth into your shoulder, allowing you to scream harshly until he pulled away, laving his tongue over the painful mark.

With one final shattering thrust, his knot was firmly nestled within you, hot cum splashing your already warm walls, and you moaned at the infuriating stretch in both of your holes, as Jimin pulled out of you, your cheeks heated at the cum that flushed out of you and onto the already filthy sheets, coating Jimin’s abdomen, your thighs, and everything else below.

You gave one last kiss to Jimin, lazily letting your body slump down in exhaustion.

Forty Minutes Later

You were wrapped up in Jimin’s arms, body resting exhaustedly on his chest, light snores breaking the air.

This was so unexpected and yet it felt so right.

A shriek tumbles from your lips, almost dropping the glass when you feel a hand on your shoulder, and you turn abruptly, throwing the rest of the cold water onto the perpetrator.

A soft exhale leaves your lips at the hissing cat, pissed that you’ve wet him, and you set the glass down.

“There’s Karma”, you huff out, folding your arms across your chest and leaning back against the kitchen counter.

A soft growl leaves his plump lips, snarl being replaced by a cute pout, almost wanting to make you pinch his puffy cheeks.

Almost.

“Karma? For what exactly”, he whines, flicking his damp fringe out of his eyes and you scoff, snickering at the wet cat boy.

You roll your eyes, “For trying to murder me in the alley, you dick”, eyes glaring into his yellow ones, hand unconsciously coming up to rub at the handprint that you’re sure is there, “Why the hell did you choke me out?”.

An exhale leaves his lips at that, tail and ears lowering in guilt and you feel a pang of guilt hit you too at your harsh words.

He was probably more afraid of you then you of him.

He clears his throat softly, “I was just scared, you seemed too good to be true, you know? Humans usually only use hybrids for their personal gain, never to genuinely help them. I could smell honesty on you, but I was too skeptical, I should’ve handled the situation better, but I was already spooked by that old bastard that chased me down the street with a broom, I didn’t expect for such a sweet girl to try and help me, it felt too surreal for me”, he finishes, ears flopping against his dark hair.

And then it’s your turn to sigh, reaching up gently and rubbing his ears, earning a soft purr from the back of his throat, hand reaching up to grasp your wrist gently in content.

“I never meant to scare you-“

“Jimin”, he answered, noticing the pause.

“Right, Jimin. Anyways. I never meant to scare you, I just wanted to make sure you were alright. I saw your ears and tail, and I just got curious, I’m sorry for invading your privacy”, you fiddle with your fingers, looking down at them.

A soft smile spreads across your lips though, looking up to see his boyish smile at you.

After a couple minutes of comfortable silence, you speak up, “So, Jimin, where’s your home? Like, your place to sleep”, you ask, gazing at the color of his extra appendages.

Almost as soon as you finish your sentence, a dark look crosses his face, “I don’t have one, I sleep wherever I pass out”, he clarifies, voice low.

Thinking over the decision you were about to make, you sighed heavily, giving him one last look over.

“You can stay here. As long as you help out around the house, and behave well, I don’t mind you living with me. If you choose to stay, we’ll have to go clothing shopping for you, to make sure your comfortable, and I’ll have to grab some extra food. If not, I’ll give you enough money to last you a few weeks in a hotel, plus food”, you finish, sending the hybrid a soft smile.

Jimin’s head snaps up at that, his heart racing in joy, and he embraces you in a ridiculously tight hug, “Please, I’d love to stay here, if that’s alright.”

You simply nod and give him a breathy laugh, to which he replies with a soft purr of approval.

A couple hours later, you find yourself sitting at the dining table with Jimin, eating dinner, “So Jimin, Tell me a little about yourself”, you chuckle, folding your hands together.

Pushing his empty plate aside, he leans forward, “What do you want to know”, he asks.

“Everything”.

A soft giggle leaves his lips, “Okay, well where should I start? Hm, I was born in a hybrid genetic lab, my mother, a Jaguar Hybrid, was raped by my father, a Human. He was also a scientist there, so he kept my birth under wraps and hidden, no one knew about me. I am twenty three years old, as of January, or at least that’s what my mother told me before she died. I don’t have a last name, and my first name was chosen by my last owner. I’ll come back to her, though. I seem to be alone, but I have six other friends, who have and always will be my only family, well until you came along of course, and they are hybrids like me. Hopefully you can meet them someday. My bestest friend, Taehyung, I met while at my previous owners’ home, and we escaped together. She used us for sex, sold Taehyung to another friend of hers before buying him back because Taehyung attacked the lady, and we’ve been running every since. I usually stay hidden, considering I am of a rare breed, but it’s been hard lately. That man you saw chasing me, that was the twelfth time this month, and all over a stupid sandwich. So really, thank you for bringing me in”, he finishes, noticing how your eyes have watered tremendously.

He stood up and approached you, draping his arm across your shoulder, “I’m alright, Y/n, thanks to you. And also, before I forget, I go into these things called ‘heats’, and they last about a week. I haven’t had one for about three years, so I wouldn’t worry too much”, and you nod at him.

A couple hours later, you find yourself preparing for bed with Jimin sleeping peacefully in the guest room, after you had cleared it out and gave him some comfortable clothes to change out of, and he licked your wrist gratefully, causing a rough blush to coat your cheeks.

TaeTae's POV 

I woke up to the heavy smell of Y/n's arousal.

Her scent is always strong, but my heat makes it so much worse.

I flick my eyes over her features, strangely calm and relaxed.

Obviously, I try to figure out what has made her so turned on to the point where her arousal has caused my cock to ache and rest against my mid thigh, hard and leaking with precum.

I hear a quiet gasp from her lips, and it hits me.

A wet dream..

I smirk.

Climbing down below the covers, the strength of her arousal being amplified greatly, reaching down, I dip my fingers in between her legs, met by a small puddle of her juices.

Jesus Christ.

She's so wet.

I push her legs apart before leaning down and coming eye-level at her glistening folds.

I flick my tongue out and give a few kitten licks before her taste hits my tongue.

No one's POV

Taehyung let out a stiff growl, his heat taking over.

Her taste to him was like a drug, it tormented and taunted him all at once, but it was so fucking good.

She was the best thing he'd ever have the pleasure to taste.

He licked her every drop from her outer lips, and only then when he spread them apart did a new rush of juices fall from her cunt, leaking down her folds until it was about to hit the bed sheet, but Tae was quicker.

He caught it with his tongue, before swiping it up and going to enclosing his entire mouth around her dripping wet core, making her whimper.

He knew she was starting to awake, but he couldn't help it, she just tasted so fucking amazing.

He continued sucking, nipping, and licking at her cunt until she shuddered underneath him, hands interlocking into his hair, tugging and pulling until his scalp became sore, but only did he stop when she was pushing him away.

“Taehyung baby, it’s two in the morning..”, you whined.

I know, but...", He had to try, or else he'd never sleep if he couldn't get rid of his painfully hard erection.

“Baby, please..?", he gazed up at her, giving her literal puppy dog eyes.

She looked at him for a couple minutes before pushing at his shoulder lightly, Tae understanding that she was getting into position.

He gripped her hips, thankful for the fact she slept naked like him.

Suddenly, every desire to please her was thrown out the window for his own need to fuck her to no end until he was over filling her pretty little cunt with all his cum, until she was practically gushing with his seed.

He wanted to mate her, fuck her until she was carrying his soon to be pups.

He wanted to abuse her little body.

Choke her until she couldn't breathe, fucked her until she cried and begged for him to stop, pulled and yanked at her hips until nothing but his handprints were left, he wanted to mark her, bruise her, take her.

All of his needs swam in his head as he pushed into her, hard and fast.

Thrusts calculated and steady, aiming to wreck the fragile human body below him.

He growled, drove deeper, pounded harder.

He wanted to fuck her senseless, and he would do just that.

The sound of his balls slapping against her wet clit, and his hips against hers drove him to let out and animalistic roar into the air, burying a hand into her hair and yanking her head up to bite down on her ear lobe, and soothing the pain away with his tongue.  

She screamed underneath him, hands burying into the bed, all she could do was scream and moan and take it.

Tae eased his thrusts to slow and rocking thrusts, grinding up into her spot, causing her to let out a weak moan and her upper body collapse against the bed as she came.

He didn't stop, he kept going until he was exploding inside her abused walls, overfilling her and leaking onto the sheets.

He pulled out and watched as his cum rushed out, dripping onto his hand that he held there, before he flipped her over and poured the cum (his and hers) into her mouth.

“Swallow.."

And she did.

A/N: Please don’t be offended by anything I put in this story, it was requested and I simply answered the request. If any of these things have happened to you, I am so sorry, and please do not read any further for your emotional sake. If you are affected or this has happened and you haven’t said anything, I believe it is best that you should tell someone, because keeping quiet about it will never make it better. Get justice for yourself and never be afraid to speak out, you are loved and important. It’s going to be okay, I promise💗.

Walking home alone was never really an issue when your fiancée, Kim Taehyung, couldn't come pick you up because he was at practice.

He'd usually be against you walking home but you did it anyway, much to his dismay.

You only started to have a slither of a problem with it when the city construction blocked off your normal route home, and you had to take an alternative road through a bad neighborhood.

So far, it wasn't so bad, as long as you kept your pace quick and kept your head down you were fine.

Aside from the lingering glances and glares you weren't too worried.

That was until...

Three men were walking behind you.

You didn't quite notice at first, assuming that they were just walking like any other normal person.

Until you thought about the fact that it was almost 11pm and the streets were practically empty.

You walked a little bit faster, a little terrified.

Their pace quickened as well, so you did the only rational thing you could.

You pulled out your phone and texted Tae a quick "help" before turning on your location, and then you started running as quick as you could.

In hindsight, you probably should've looked back and you would've noticed two of them split apart and went down an alleyway before coming into view in front of you.

Just as you were about to scream for help, the man behind you clamped his hand over your mouth tightly, and you wanted to vomit.

He smelled of must, cigarettes and a cheap and unhelpful cologne that he was wearing one to many of.

He dragged you backwards into a alleyway and you fought as hard as you could.

If it was one thing Tae taught you to do, it was to fight. Hard.

You slammed your teeth down into his palm, a pool of blood feeling your mouth as he lurched away from you and grunted.

You spat at him and he slammed his hand down onto your cheek, knocking you to the ground.

You screamed at the top of your lungs before the much younger one kicked you in your stomach with a steel toed timberland, causing you to wheeze dramatically as the breath was knocked out of you.

This wouldn't stop you.

You would fight.

Fight until you died trying.

So with Taehyung's face engraved into your mind, you stood up, hurling yourself at the smallest one and knocking them to their knee in surprise.

And just as you were about to run, someone snatched you back by your hair and slammed you into the nearest fall, all struggle leaving your body as you heard a sickening chuckle.

You screamed at them 'what do you want?!'

and you were not happy with your answer.

"You sweetheart" the oldest grunted.

They surrounded you, and one ripped your shirt from you, a yelp leaving you.

Tears were streaming down your abused face, a handprint resting on your cheek, welting up to a painful mark, your hair was knotted behind your head where the younger held it in his fist, back bruised and scratched up, and your chest was on full display for them.

"How about we show this beauty a good time, stuff her full of all three of us?"

And the other two agreed.

The younger jerked your head back and planted his disgusting lips on yours, kissing wet and sloppy.

You fought against their hold on your face, throwing your head from side to side to release yourself from him.

You whined out Tae's name and you thought you were hallucinating when you heard a quick "I'm here baby."

Before the men were literally ripped from you by four different people.

You collapsed in someone's arms, shaking in fear and happiness.

You looked up to see Jungkook, and Yoongi standing over you.

Yoongi was fuming, visibly shaking and face burning into a dark red color.

Jungkook was just as bad, knuckles white from how wrecked he was, eyes screaming murder and eyebrows knitted together in anger.

Behind them Namjoon was crouching on top of one of the men and punching his face into the ground.

The other two lay limply at Yoongi and Jungkook's feet, blood pouring out both of their noses.

You turned your head slightly to see Taehyung behind you, arms securely around your entire frame, as if shielding you.

Tae passed you to Jungkook and stood, walking over to the three of the men.

He leaned over them and spoke in his deepest voice:

"Touch her again, i'll kill you and your fucking family."

Before he kicked the oldest in his face, knocking his jaw out of socket.

You were shuddering in Jungkook's arms, his coat draped around your tiny frame, shielding you from any eyes as he passed you back to Taehyung.

The ride home was filled with the members making sure you were okay and Jin checking up on your back and the welt on your face from where the oldest hit you.

Once inside, Taehyung ran a nice hot bath for you both and rubbed your back in soothing circles, kissing your ear and massaging your shoulder.

"Princess I should've been there and I'm sorry I wasn't but you're never walking home alone or in general for that matter.

You leaned your head back into his chest, completely calm and relaxed now that you were in his arms.

He kissed at your neck, sucking softly at it and nipping little love bites into your skin.

This escalated quickly to Taehyung flipping you around so you were facing him and his cock was nestled firmly between your legs.

He kissed you deeply and rubbed at your aching back, eliciting small whimpers from you to which he just nosed at your neck.

You raised your hips as he pressed his leaking head to your entrance, his cock sinking into you whole heartedly.

He carefully thrusted up into you, slowly but deeply.

Your foreheads rested against each other as he made love to you, kissing and sucking at your bottom lip every now and then.

He thrusted a tad bit harder, pushing you to the most thigh shaking, hair pulling, back scratching orgasm you've ever had, whining against Tae's ear and collapsing as his thrusts got sloppy and he finally came, painting your walls in white.

•••

Whistling to himself, Jungkook stepped out out of his car door held open by his chauffeur. He offered a slight nod, and continued down the alley to the meet up spot. As he made his way down the alley, he saw who he was meant to see, along with you, on your knees. Clearing his throat, he glanced at you and continued on with the deal. See, your brother was a gambler, and owed HUGE money to mafias around the world. Only when they started threatening you, did you step in and say something, to which he said you can either work for them or deal with his "friend". That would be Jungkook. Your brother kicked at you, making sure you were paying attention. You were to be Jungkook's slave for twelve hours. Do whatever he said, whenever. It was currently eleven o'clock at night, meaning you had till 11am. It didn't sound to bad, if you were honest. He looked like a nice guy, sweet face, charming smile, and nice frame. But you were so fucking wrong. He jerked you up by your arm, dragging you behind him on stumbling feet and wobbly legs from resting on your legs for so long. He let out a growl and turned to face you, "Keep up bitch!" And continued yanking you down the alleyway. Throwing you into the backseat and climbing in behind you, he murmured close to your ear: "On your knees for your brother? What a filthy little slut? What's your name, whore?" As he spoke, he pinched your thighs and you quickly squeaked out your name, completely under his control. His hands danced along your hip bones, as the car started up. He murmured plans of making you ride something different before yanking you onto his left thigh. "Ride, slut." ~~~ The ride was long and it wasn't easy, especially considering every time you were even remotely close to coming, he lifted your hips and waited five minutes every time. Your clit was engorged and throbbing from lack of stimulation and your walls clenched around nothing. He chuckled as he heard the slight squelching noises. You'd arrived at his house almost thirty minutes ago, and within that time, Jungkook had handcuffed you to a hook on the ceiling. You stood there, arms stretched above your head, standing on your tippy toes and purely bare. It wasn't in his bedroom though. No, it was a red room. The walls adorned with whips, chains, floggers and other painful looking shit. Jungkook had pulled your hair back into a braid, and then left. No explanation, nothing. If you were just going to stand here for twelve hours, you could accept it, but no. Jungkook came back. This time, just as bare, and with a cart. The cart contained multiple sized dildos, buttplugs, a hefty looking belt, vibrators, a wand, three medium sized candles, and a cooler full of ice. He chuckled at your startled expression, before he walked over to the other side of the room and picked up a gag. Before you could even protest, it was in your mouth. He smiled before telling you, "Y/n, I own you for twelve hours. I can do what I want. I will shock you, cut you, stretch you, choke you, and fuck you into utter oblivion. Can you handle that?" You looked at him. "The safe word is 'Red'". His body, his eyes, everything. You nodded. He smirked before lighting the candles, and picking up the whip. "From now on, I expect to be called sir, understand slut?" "Yesf sirf" you gurgled, spit dribbling past the gag and down your chin. You thought it'd hurt when he hit you, and truth be told it did, but there was also a pleasure underneath, that you wanted to feel more of. He whipped harder at hot red and welting flesh, hitting as hard as he could. You cried, and screamed against the ball gag, He chuckled, satisfied at the beautiful shade of red your skin rose up to be. He murmured a 'beautiful'. Just when you thought you'd have a moment of rest, he picked up the small pink vibrator and attached it to your swollen clit, turning it on high. Ignoring your screams, he picked up the wax and slowly dropped it over your hardened nipples, smiling at how it changed from pretty pink, to agitated red. He watched as your juices slide down your folds and dripped down to your inner thighs. It fascinated him as his fingers danced across your sensitive and aching folds. "Mm, pretty girl, I'm gonna test your limits okay?" Let's see how much you could take. He pulled away, picking up a armful if toys. The buttplug was first, pushing into your previously untouched rosebud, stretching you wide. Before you even had a chance to voice your uncomfortableness, he was attaching the shock wand to your side, then next came the ice being shoved into your aching walls. A high pitched scream tore from the gag that covered your mouth as he turned the wand on, shocking your nerves into overdrive as you twitched and writhed under his command. He circled you, slapping your ass numerous times, before he picked up his favorite toy. His knife. He outright laughed at your facial expression of horror, the former torture devices fading to the back of your mind as he carved shallowly into your skin. JJK. Your screams of agony only riled him up further as he took a step back from your body to appreciate his work. There you were, asshole gaping, pussy clenching around the melted ice water, and your painful clit covered in dried wax and the vibrator still going. Not to mention the wand shocking you to the point of oblivion. He smirked, pulling the toys from your exhausted body. ~~~ It'd only been nine hours. He'd left to calm himself down and then rest. Returning was the best, now he'd finally get to fuck you. He walked up to you, cock already erect and angry from being denied relief for so long, and here you were offering yourself to him like a good bitch. Earlier he had fucked your throat until it bruised. Now he was going to violate your womanhood the same. Before pushing into you, he wrapped your hair around his wrist before yanking your head back, making your eyes flutter open, half lidded and gone. "Get ready, slut." And then he was pushing into you with all he had. Fucking into you was all he could manage, and hard and fast is all that he'd tolerate. His dick rammed against your abused walls, the ultimate cocktail of pain and pleasure washing over you as tears rushed down your face. This only encouraged him to fuck into you harder, body twisting in pain and pleasure as you felt yourself practically ripping apart. He groaned. "Ngh, Y/n. You take my cock so fucking well. Ngh, Fuck. With that his aggression started anew, and he fucked into you harder until he wrapped his hand around your throat and squeezed. You fought against the restraints, lack of air burning your lungs and setting your limbs on fire. He only squeezed harder, crushing your airway. You spit the ball gag out and croaked at him, "Jung-Jungkook" He ignored you, squeezing until he felt his ick practically burst from cumming inside you, walls being coated in pure white. His cum was heavy inside you, and even as you lost consciousness, the feeling sated you. The last thing you picked up was Jungkook unwrapping his hand around your throat and pulling out of you. ~~~JK's POV~~~ Opening up the restraints, her legs buckled and she fell into my arms. I cleared my throat and checked her pulse. Alive. I guess I should clean her up. After all, she is my wife.