Thread by @COCOisBabie

Yoonjin Vampire AU 🔞
—where Seokjin is a vampire hunter who successfully busts open one of the underground operations led by the most notorious vampire of the city— Min Yoongi. When the news reaches him, Yoongi decides to pay Seokjin a visit and teach him just who he belongs to.

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• TW// blood, dub con
• This will be short and FILTHY 🔞
• Enemies to occassional horny fuck buddies to mayhaps lovers?
• Yoongi is possessive
• Jimin, Taehyung and Jungkook are vampires working under Yoongi
• Namjoon and Hoseok are also vampire hunters

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"Next round's on me," Hoseok announces to the whole tavern, amidst a rose of applause.

"You haven't even finished half your first drink," Seokjin looks pointedly at the beer in front of his partner.

Hoseok's face is already red, his words slurred— the tell tale signs that the alcohol has got to him already. But that's not enough to stop his revelry.

"Leave it, hyung," Namjoon shouts, mere centimetres away from Seokjin's ear so he can be heard amongst the cacophony.

"Today's worth a celebration."

"That's right!" Seokjin has no idea how Hoseok overhears Namjoon but suddenly he's standing on the table, jabbing his finger towards him. "This guy just led the biggest operation against those vile creatures without a single casualty on our side.

Today goes down in history! Cheers to the soon-to-be-promoted to Class 1, Kim Seokjin!"

"We don't know about the promotion yet," Seokjin mumbles abashed. Now that the whole tavern's attention is on him, he can feel the tips of his ears turning red. God this is embarrassing.

How can he get Hoseok to stop?

Namjoon seems to hear his inaudible plea as he grabs Hoseok by the leg and pulls him down. The fall isn't the most graceful, but at least it distracts the people from him.

Seokjin whispers a quick thanks to him.

"Don't mention it," Namjoon says as he tries to wrestle the beer out of Hoseok's hands. "But seriously though, your promotion is almost a guarantee now. You've worked hard, hyung. You deserve it."

To say that Seokjin is proud would be an understatement.

His whole family comes from a long line of world renowned vampire hunters and the pressure to live up to the honourary Kim title isn't an easy burden to bear.

But no one, not even the most revered vampire hunter in history, Seokjin's great-great grandfather had been able to

lay a single finger on the elusive and most distinguished vampire of them all— Min Yoongi.

Now Seokjin can at least boast of single handedly leading a whole faction to storm one of Yoongi's underground operations and not letting a single vampire escape their clutches.

Of course all of those killed were mostly freshly turned vampires, still not able to live off of anything but human blood. They had even managed to rescue most of the humans. Some had unfortunately been killed in the fight.

Yoongi's underground operations were too vast. Seokjin could only manage to chip at the surface only. After all, a vampire that's been around for milleniums is bound to have an extensive network.

The first time Seokjin had heard about it, he had been horrified.

There were actually humans who would voluntarily venture into the little pubs that acted as a front to hide the real business behind it. And that was human blood peddling.

"But why?!" Seokjin had asked his father shocked. "I thought vampires kidnapped humans for that.

Why would anyone voluntarily —"

"This is only a theory amongst the scholars, but it's believed that human blood tastes more refined if the human gives it up voluntarily," his father had answered. "But don't think that the vampires don't have a hand in that either.

They'll pass themselves off as humans and leave little bites, somewhere it's not visible, wrists, base of the neck— they'll inject them with a small dosage of aphrodisiac."

"Aphrodisiac?"

"Yes. Some humans are able to resist it." His father's face had turned grim.

"While some just can't...and go out in search for that same high. It's like a drug. A very, very potent drug."

It had taken years for Seokjin to finally catch wind of one such underground den, right in his town.

And then another excruciating four months to simply keep watch and gather information. But in the end, it was all worth it.

Seokjin excuses himself from the party and decides to head home. All the exhaustion from the previous months seem to be catching up with him at once and

Seokjin finds it hard to even keep his eyes open.

His steps are sluggish. Must be the alcohol. At least his house isn't too far off. Seokjin barely manages to cross the threshold when he's suddenly alert.

The earlier drowsiness is gone as every hair on his body stands in attention.

Seokjin has honed his sixth sense for years. And right now, it's telling him something's not right.

His first instinct is to switch on the light. But as he fumbles with the switchboard,

Seokjin realises with a sinking feeling that it's not working. The wires are cut off.

His next instinct is to bring out his blade but before he can even finish his thought, a weight slams against Seokjin, pinning him against the door.

The intruder is shorter than him, but there's no doubt about who's the stronger one between them. Seokjin can't even move a muscle.

"Well, well , well...if it isn't the youngest rut of the Kims. Your family never stop being a pain in my ass, does it?"

The intruder's voice is like velvet. Low, dripping honey with every word.

"Who are you?" Seokjin grunts, trying to free his arms which have been pinned above his head. How does this person have so much strength in that little body of theirs?

"Me?" the voice taunts Seokjin. "Why don't you hazard a guess?"

The second these words leave the intruder's mouth, the room is flooded by the pale moonlight peeking in from the slightly ajar window panes.

In the silvery hue that paints his room, Seokjin's breath catches in his throat when he lays eyes on the most beautiful pair of scarlet eyes he has seen in his life.

They hold his attention, as if in a trance. Somewhere in the back of his mind, the alarm bells start ringing.

Scarlet eyes. Not the beight red of newborns but a dull scarlet. An ancient one.

The pale skin of the vampire glows in the moonlight, a sharp contrast to the red that captivates Seokjin. A small, round face with thick, low set eyebrows with a slight arch towards the end that

almost seem to make his eyes look smaller.

This is none other than...

"Min Yoongi," Seokjin whispers in disbelief.

"Ding ding ding! We have a winner," The vampire smirks, slotting his leg in between Seokjin's, pressing hard against the human.

"You're— it's actually you..." Seokjin's in a state of shock. From what he knows, no one has even seen Min Yoongi in flesh in the past few centuries and lived to tell the tale. But he's exactly how he has been documented by the old generations of vampire hunters.

Seokjin himself had poured over a whole book dedicated to Min Yoongi when he was young and had snuck into his father's study.

"You know," Yoongi's eyes seem to glow as he leans forward, tilting his head. "I never really thought you would actually

be able to get as close as you did today."

Seokjin scoffs. "Didn't think busting open one bar would get the big bad boss to come out of hiding. Did I scare you that much Min Yoongi? Tha— ah!"

One of Yoongi's hands close around Seokjin's neck, tightening the hold.

"I can snap your neck in half right here. Don't try me you lowly human."

Seokjin chokes as his airflow gets restricted, struggling to break away from the hold when Yoongi chuckles and presses right into his groin.

The broken gasp that Seokjin lets out startles both of them.

Yoongi's grip on his throat loosens as Seokjin almost falls against the vampire coughing, and gulping down handfuls of air.

When Yoongi steps back a little, Seokjin looks up and a shiver runs down his spine at the liquid fire he sees in the vampire's eyes.

"Did you just moan, Kim Seokjin?" Yoongi's voice is low and washes over Seokjin's body like satin. His body shivers as his name leaves Yoongi's lips.

What is this? Some sort of mystical power ancient vampires hold? Seokjin hasn't read anything about this.

Why is he being so pathetic, letting Yoongi do whatever he pleases? Seokjin has been training for this. He's a vampire hunter for God's sake.

With his thoughts much clearer, Seokjin launches himself at Yoongi, struggling to get the upper hand.

If only he can reach his gun strapped to his back —

"Looking for this?" Yoongi asks, dangling Seokjin's special gun meant only to harm vampires right in front of his eyes.

"Give that back," he shouts, reaching towards the gun.

But Yoongi simply uses the momentum to flip Seokjin to the ground and now Seokjin's being straddled by the vampire. Yoongi kicks away the gun to one corner of the room, where it disappears in the inky dark shadows.

"I don't think we have any need of that,"

Yoongi trails a finger from Seokjin's chest to his hipbones. He realises the position he's in. Yoongi straddles him, his gaze taking in Seokjin hungrily, as if ready to devour him in an instant.

The vampire grinds down on him slowly. Tantalizingly slow.

And Seokjin is horrified to feel the tightness in his pants. What the fuck is going on? Is this how Yoongi kills his preys?

Seokjin feels powerless. There's no way he can take on an ancient alone. Will this be the way he dies?

Will Yoongi suck his blood dry or would he break all the bones in his body for fun? Seokjin has seen vampires do that before. Honestly he's not sure which one is worse. But he has had enough of the vampire's teasing.

"Just kill me already," he spits out.

Yoongi doesn't say anything but he stops his grinding to look down at Seokjin with the most contemptuous eyes the human has ever seen. "But then how will you learn your lesson? I didn't come here to kill you."

Yoongi pauses, as if to reconsider. "Well, it wasn't my intention at least. Torturing you was in the books however. After all, I needed to let you puny humans know just where you belong." And to stress his point, Yoongi presses down hard on Seokjin's dick.

The action sends a jolt of arousal through Seokjin as he whimpers.

"But maybe I can have some fun with you before that."

There's a dark undercurrent in Yoongi's words as he licks his lips slowly. Seokjin can see a hint of the vampire's fangs peek through.

He shivers— in fear or arousal, he doesn't know. But then Yoongi leans forward and Seokjin can feel the press of fangs against his throat, along with the feel of the vampire's hand fondling his growing erection.

"Wow, would you look at that," Yoongi whispers in his ears.

"You're getting turned on because of me."

"No," Seokjin vehemently denies the charges. He's not. This is not his doing. It's all Yoongi's fault. He must be manipulating his body somehow. "You're doing this on purpose. If you want to kill me just get on with it."

"Oh?" Yoongi pouts. In all his twenty seven years of existence, Seokjin had never thought he'd get to see a vampire pout. "But where's the fun in that? Plus, it's messy. I hate making a mess."

"Weird quirk for someone who sucks blood for a diet," Seokjin bites back.

"If you've been living for as long as I have, you learn to eat without making a mess," Yoongi sniffs around Seokjin's neck. "Ahh, you've got a good scent. Maybe I can make an exception only for you. Wouldn't you love for me to make a mess out of you?"

"Fuck off," Seokjin curses, trying to struggle out of Yoongi's hold.

"Your body is more honest than you," Yoongi smirks and Seokjin is horrified to see he's hard already. Fuck. He looks away from Yoongi's knowing glance.

"Just listen to what your body says, Kim Seokjin,"

Yoongi says, slowly taking off Seokjin's pants and freeing his leaking cock out of it's confines. The vampire rubs circles around the tip, carrfully gathering the precum and using it to pump Seokjin's dick in his grip.

At the same time, Yoongi trails one finger on Seokjin's chest and pinches his nipple in between his fingers. Seokjin's body jolts at the sensations that assault him. The slight press of Yoongi's fangs against his neck keep on incresing their pressure, but never breaking skin.

"That's it," Yoongi whispers in his ears. "Let go. Stop holding yourself back."

Seokjin's mind is a mess. He can't form any coherent thoughts. The only things he can register are Yoongi's hands on him, slowly breaking him apart,

bringing him to a release that he hadn't known he needed.

He shouldn't be doing this. He should be begging Yoongi to kill him. Not begging him to go faster, not bucking his hips into Yoongi's tight grip, chasing his release.

The thought of Yoongi sinking his fangs into his neck makes him even more desperate. Fuck.

"Are you close?" Yoongi asks. What gets on Seokjin's nerves is that Yoongi seems so composed while he breaks Seokjin apart in his own hands.

"What?" Yoongi asks when Seokjin keeps on staring at him.

"Nothing." Seokjin turns his head away. It's a stupid thing to feel irritated about. Why should he care if Yoongi isn't affected by this at all? It's not his problem—

"Stop thinking about something else," Yoongi grabs hold of Seokjin's chin and forces him to look at him. "Focus all of your attention on me. Look at me."

And Seokjin does. His mind turns blank as Yoongi leans forward and slots their lips together.

Seokjin doesn't move his lips at first. Only feels Yoongi's tongue exploring inside his mouth, nipping at his bottom lip. But then something snaps in him and he's responding back in earnest, catching Yoongi by surprise. That's the second time he has done that.

Honestly that should be a record in itself.

Their teeth clash and Seokjin gasps when his tongue brushes against the sharp fangs. He wants to feel them. He wants to know how they'll feel as they sink into his flesh.

But Yoongi pulls back, and Seokjin doesn't even try to hide the groan in protest.

"Easy you," Yoongi smirks. He tries to play it cool, but Seokjin can see the vampire is a little out of breath himself, his chest heaving slightly as he eyes Seokjin hungrily.

It satisfies Seokjin immensely. Min Yoongi isn't as stone cold as they say after all.

"Bite me."

Yoongi's eyes widen in surprise. Hah. Third time. Seokjin should really get an award for this. But Yoongi's not the only one surprised here.

The vampire quickly schools his expression. "You— you really are something else."

"So I've heard." Seokjin can't take his words back now. He can already feel his release building up in him. Yoongi seems to notice that too as he increases the pace on Seokjin's dick,

extracting all the moans he can from the human.

"I— I'm close..." Seokjin groans out as he feels a familiar heat coiling in his groin.

Yoongi doesn't slow down. Just as the orgasm hits Seokjin, the vampire sinks his fangs into the crook of Seokjin's neck.

Seokjin lets out a scream. It's a complete sensory overload as he's assaulted by the orgasm hitting him along with the slight pain from the bite, which soon gives way to the most mind-numbing pleasure Seokjin has ever experienced.

Ah. Is this what those humans feel when vampires bite them? No wonder they always go back. It's like all of Seokjin's worries simply vanish. All that remains is pleasure. A pleasure that he can't break himself away from. Seokjin doesn't want to move, or speak.

All he wants is to lie there and—

"I think that's enough for today," Yoongi says, wiping his mouth.

Seokjin hadn't even noticed that his eyes had closed of their own accord. But he opens them slowly at Yoongi's voice. His mind hums pleasantly.

Probably from the venom that's in his blood right now. He can't move a single muscle even though Yoongi isn't straddling him anymore.

His eyes fall on Yoongi as he adjusts his clothes. More specifically, they fall on the tent on Yoongi's pants.

"You're hard," Seokjin slurs out.

"I can assure you it's not a very common occurrence," Yoongi frowns, looking down at his crotch.

"Aren't you going to kill me?"

Yoongi pauses. His eyes rake over Seokjin lying on the ground, Yoongi's bite mark prominent on his neck,

eyes unfocused and still reeling from his post orgasmic bliss. He unconsciously licks his lips.

"No. I think I'll keep you around for some time, Kim Seokjin. May we meet again soon."

And just like that, Yoongi vanishes into the darkness of the night, leaving Seokjin confused, and mayhaps looking forward to the next time they meet.

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End of part 1

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Part 2
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"How did it go?"

"Did you kill him?"

"Did you grab my banana milk?"

As soon as Yoongi steps into that apartment, his three subordinates surround him. Five centuries together and still these kids manage to give Yoongi a headache every passing second.

"No I did not kill him so I don't have to add a coin to the kill jar, Jimin."

"The usual store was out so I bought another brand. Make do with— oh for fuck's sake stop pouting! I'll buy you a whole crate next time Jungkook."

"And it went—" Yoongi pauses, looking at Taehyung's expectant eyes, "...okay. I think I got my point across very well."

"Hyung, are you...blushing?"

Yoongi whips around and stomps away to his room. "Vampires don't blush!" His shout echoes back.

...

Weeks pass by and yet for some reason, Yoongi can't seem to get Kim Seokjin's face out of his mind. Which honestly surprises him. He hasn't been this interested in what a human has been up to in almost eight centuries.

His sources tell him the guy has been promoted to the topmost rank that vampire hunters are honoured with. Good for him. That'll give Yoongi all the more satisfaction in ruining the human next time they cross paths.

Yoongi doesn't have to wait long for next time to come it seems, if the rumours floating around are true.

"I can't believe those hunters are thinking of attacking Lee Sung's stronghold," Taehyung shakes his head in disbelief.

Yoongi had been too busy writing a letter but his curiosity spikes when Taehyung's words register in his ear.

"So it's true?"

Jungkook nods in reply. "I heard they're planning big this time."

"But do they even know Lee Sung has two dummy stongholds she keeps just for show?"

Yoongi asks lazily as he starts writing again.

"Last I've heard, they're gonna split into three groups and search all the places," Jimin replies.

Whoever gets the short end of the stick better count their days.

Lee Sung isn't part of Yoongi's clan but she's no one to pass off as weak. She's also only a few centuries old so her bloodlust is still strong. Whichever human goes in will be walking right into a trap.

"Hyung, do we have to intervene? Lee has a whole shipment due from last month," Jungkook asks, checking his notes.

Yoongi doesn't really care about the shipment or what she does as long as she doesn't hunt in his territory. The blood she has been providing hasn't

been of the best quality recently either.

Yoongi had been questioning whether it's even worth the trouble to go in person to teach Lee what happens when vampires think they can cheat off of him. But it's so bothersome. More paperwork.

And the additional task of finding a replacement. Nope. Too troublesome. Let the hunters do what they want. It's not like they are targeting another one of his dens so there's no need for Yoongi to get involved.

"I heard Kim Seokjin will be leading one team."

Yoongi stops writing.

Well, that changes things.

"Hyung? Are you going anywhere?" Jimin asks when Yoongi suddenly reaches for his coat.

"Taehyung, Jimin, get ready. Jungkook, make sure to lock the door behind us," Yoongi barks out orders.

Taehyung gives Yoongi a confused look. "By ready you mean...?"

"We're going to go take care of a little problem. Don't wear white."

That seems to excite Jimin more. "Thank god. I haven't had a chance to exercise recently. My joints are stiff."

Jimin's excitement is contagious as Taehyung starts getting hyped up as well. Geez. Kids sure have a lot of energy. But...Yoongi would be lying if he says he isn't looking forward to tonight. Just, not maybe for the same reason as his subordinates are.

It doesn't take long for the three of them to finish their job at the Lee stronghold. The audacity of that vampire to think Yoongi went there to help her out with measly hunters. Still, at least it made entry easier.

The look of horror as she finally realised their true intentions still makes Yoongi chuckle.

"That's forty eight coins for you, hyung," Jimin walks up to him, fixing the top button that came undone.

Yoongi sighs. "At least it's a better idea than the fucking swear jar."

"I think the hunters are here," Taehyung says, peeking out of the window. "Oh? Only one of them is entering though?"

"Who?" Yoongi asks, though he already has an inkling of the answer.

"The one with the broad shoulders. Isn't that Kim Seokjin?" Jimin sneaks a peek as well.

"Should we leave now, hyung?"

"Or should we have some fun with these hunters too?" Taehyung's eyes glow with unsatiated hunger.

And as much as Yoongi still has the excitement of a good fight coursing through his body, his real plan begins now.

"Sorry but not today. Both of you return home."

"What about you?"

"I think I'll have a little bit of fun for myself before I head home."

Once the two of them leave, Yoongi takes a seat at the obnoxiously large chair that occupies the room, which used to be Lee's office.

Gosh the woman had no taste in furniture.

He waits. The hesitant footsteps grow closer.

When the door to the office opens, Yoongi smiles. "Long time no see, Kim Seokjin."

A gunshot rings out, but Yoongi is faster. He dodges the bullet and restrains both of Seokjin's arms

within a second. He's not sure if the human realises who has captured him yet though, since Seokjin keeps on struggling.

"You know, after last time, I thought it'd get through your thick skull that resisting me is futile," Yoongi whispers into Seokjin's ear.

The response is immediate. Seokjin stops struggling.

"Yoongi?" He asks, as if he can't trust his own ears.

"Are humans usually this slow? Or is it just you?" Yoongi mocks. Just as he predicted, Seokjin starts struggling with renewed vigour. Ah, it feels so good to toy with him.

"I'm going to kill you," Seokjin spits out. But those words sound weak, even to Yoongi.

He's about to answer back when he hears someone calling Seokjin's name from downstairs. Seokjin stills. Yoongi can almost smell the fear coming off of him.

"Are there...more of you here?" He asks Yoongi in a whisper.

"No," Yoongi decides to answer truthfully.

"Don't harm my partners. Please."

Ah...what's this? A slow smile spreads across Yoongi's face. It's not the first time any human has begged Yoongi to spare someone's lives.

Be it their own or their loved ones. It was so pointless. Yoongi used to hate listening to their futile beggings.

But now...there's just something so different when Seokjin begs. Yoongi wants to hear more.

"Why should I? Give me one reason why

I shouldn't just snap their necks in half and send their heads back to their family wrapped in the most beautiful silk cloth you can find." Yoongi isn't much for theatrics like that. Too much trouble for some humans. But Seokjin doesn't have to know.

"Please," Seokjin's voice drips of desperation. "Please I'll do anything. Don't harm them. Please..."

Yoongi tilts his head, scrunches up his eyebrows and pretends to think. "Hmm...when you put it like that. Why don't you tell them to not come upstairs yourself?"

And Yoongi grabs a fistful of Seokjin's hair and turns his head towards the door.

"Go on, before they come up. I don't want any disturbance for what I have planned."

Seokjin doesn't waste a second. "Namjoon-ah, it's okay. I think it's a dud. There's no one here."

"Really?" Comes the faint voice from below. "Then what was that gunshot earlier?"

"Ah," Seokjin hesitates. Yoongi's finger tightens their grip. "An accident! It was an accident. I thought I saw something but it was only a...bat."

Yoongi narrows his eyes.

"A bat?" He whispers angrily. "That's such a lame stereotype you humans have."

Namjoon doesn't seem very convinced either. "A bat?"

Yeah." Seokjin hopes his voice is convincing enough. He can't risk Namjoon or Hoseok discovering him like this.

"Anyway, I'll be down after I check out a few more rooms. Keep a lookout for me."

It seems to work because Seokjin can hear Namjoon's footsteps recede from the house. He sighs in relief.

"That was mighty noble of you," Yoongi speaks. "But you do realise what position you're in,

right?"

"I might have an inkling," Seokjin replies sarcastically.

Yoongi yanks Seokjin's face to the side to have a clearer look at his throat. "Tsk. I can't even see the mark I left last time."

Seokjin doesn't speak, but doesn't struggle much either. Which surprises him.

"You're being awfully docile," he comments.

"It's because I gave my word. I said I'll do anything if you let them go and I don't plan on breaking my word."

Well, that's all good and noble and all but Yoongi can smell bullshit from a mile away.

"Liar," Yoongi croons, licking a long strip along Seokjin's neck and feels his breath quicken. "You shouldn't be lying to me, Kim Seokjin. Why don't you tell me the truth instead? You wanted this, didn't you?"

Seokjin shakes his head. Or, at least tries to.

Yoongi's still too busy pressing soft kisses along his neck.

"Liar!" Yoongi hisses, before sinking his fangs into Seokjin's shoulder, eliciting a shriek of pain from him. Yes, this bite is supposed to be painful. Yoongi doesn't like liars

"Would you care to try again?" He asks.

Seokjin whimpers something unintelligible.

"Speak clearly," Yoongi demands. He is in no mood for the human to try his patience.

"I— I might have..."

"Hmm? Go on."

"I might have been...thinking about...you— I mean. The last time when you..."

Yoongi smirks as sheer embarrassment covers Seokjin from head to toe. "What, you couldn't stop thinking about the time your arch enemy made you cum in your own house?" With every word, Yoongi bends Seokjin over the table, pressing into him harder.

"Or couldn't you stop thinking about how you demanded a vampire to bite you? Or the way you started moaning every—"

Yoongi smirks when he feels Seokjin start to grind against the table. He turns him around. After all, he can't be having Seokjin reliving himself off of a table.

The red flush on the human's face and the growing tent in his pants makes Yoongi salivate. He can feel the poison and saliva pooling in his mouth.

"Ah, look at that," Yoongi straightens up and looks down at Seokjin's hard on with a disgusted face.

"I haven't even started yet here you are, already hard. What would your family say if they knew? What would your little friends say if they knew their respected leader is getting turned on by someone he's sworn to kill?"

Yoongi presses the heel of his foot on

Seokjin's groin and keeps a steady pressure. He secures his grip on Seokjin's arms with one hand and traces the earlier mark he left on his shoulder with the other.

"This looks good," Yoongi says, almost in wonder.

"W-what does?" Seokjin gasps out when

Yoongi unbuttons his shirt to trail a finger along his rock hard abs.

"My mark. On you. It'll remind you just who you belong to."

"Are you saying I belong to you?" Seokjin scoffs. "Don't joke around. I'll never belong to a vampire."

"Then why did your dick just twitch underneath me?" Yoongi watches in pleasure as Seokjin looks down to his crotch where, sure enough, his dick was already hard against Yoongi's foot.

Yoongi keeps on alternating the pressure, feeling Seokjin straining to keep still under him.

The more he struggles, the more Yoongi wants to drag this out. He wants to see how long Seokjin can hold on to his morals.

At one point, Yoongi removes his foot and starts sucking hard on the side of his neck, grazing his fangs ever so slightly along Seokjin's arteries that

pulse under him with blood.

So intoxicating. With the quiet whimperings and gasps that seem to pour out of Seokjin's mouth like a prayer, Yoongi decides to turn things up a notch. He has a feeling it won't take long for Seokjin to break.

When Yoongi slides his hand downwards,

into Seokjin's pants and grabs the base of his dick, he's not surprised to find him leaking at the tip. He gives an experimental tug.

"Fuck—" Seokjin gasps before baring more of his neck for Yoongi. "Fuck do that again."

"Is that how you ask someone?" Yoongi rubs a lazy circle

along the head of Seokjin's cock.

"Ah— you. Stop. Please. Stop teasing me."

Yoongi ignores him and keeps on with his ministrations. He almost feels pity for the human as tears stream down Seokjin's face. Almost. He has yet to hear him beg.

Yoongi flips him over on his stomach

and deftly removes his clothings. The cool air surrounding them is a sharp contrast to the warm flush on Seokjin's skin.

"Look at you, so beautifully naked and wet for me." Yoongi licks his lips. Seokjin's body is like a flute, and Yoongi is the pied piper, ready to use him as

he sees fit.

He teases a finger along Seokjin's hole, watching in fascination at how readily his body responds to it, pushing back against Yoongi. "Fuck...just look at you, sucking me in like a greedy whore."

"You," Seokjin gulps. "What the fuck are you doing to me?"

"Me?" Yoongi asks surprised. "Don't put all the blame on me. I'm not doing anything baby. Why don't you just accept you want to get wrecked by me on your own will?"

"Never," Seokjin spits back.

He's really getting on Yoongi's nerves now. "Fine then," Yoongi's voice drops

several octaves. "Have it your way."

Yoongi sticks the finger covered in pre come into Seokjin's mouth. "Clean it up for me."

Seokjin starts put hesitatingly, but soon enough he's lapping greedily around Yoongi's fingers, sucking on them like he's giving the vampire a fucking

blowjob. His words and actions are so contradictory it's almost amusing.

He pulls out his finger and wipes the drool on Seokjin's cheeks. "Good boy." He doesn't expect Seokjin to let out a wrecked moan at that.

If this human has a praise kink on top of

this, Yoongi might seriously combust. As it is he's having to be very careful about handling Seokjin. He doesn't want to accidentally break a bone or two.

Yoongi spreads Seokjin's ass, taking a good look at the pretty pink puckered hole that's just waiting to be filled.

"If you move, I'm going to kill your friends in a second."

"What do y— ah!"

The vampire doesn't give time for Seokjin to protest. He blows lightly before snaking his tongue inside, licking, and sucking, savouring Seokjin's taste on his tongue.

"Fuck. Yoongi, tha— fuck."

Only a series of expletives drip out of Seokjin's mouth as Yoongi presses closer, eating him out. His threat must have worked because Seokjin doesn't struggle. Or maybe he doesn't want to. Only his legs shake as he pushes back onto Yoongi's tongue.

The thing about vampire saliva is that Yoongi can manipulate it's density to suit his needs. So he makes sure to really thicken it up this time before he pulls his tongue back and inserts a finger instead.

He pulls Seokjin's face towards him and slots their lips together.

By now, Seokjin's face is a mess. His eyes are unfocused, spit dribbling down his chin. As soon as Yoongi puts his tongue inside, Seokjin starts sucking on it.

"So greedy," Yoongi whispers against his lips. "Aren't you? Do you still believe you don't belong to me?

Your body doesn't belong to me?"

Seokjin doesn't answer.

"Tsk. Stubborn little slut."

He inserts a second finger and slowly scisssors him open before putting in another. Seokjin must be feeling the stretch because his moans just keep getting louder.

Yet he's still holding back, biting the inside of his cheek.

When he feels a jolt run through Seokjin's body, Yoongi smiles triumphantly. "Found it."

Once he has acquired his target, Yoongi starts pressing into that sensitive bundle of nerves, until Seokjin's nothing

but a slobbering, whimpering mess on the table.

"Look at you. The pride of the Kim family, the highest honoured vampire hunter in a decade almost about to cum being finger fucked by a vampire." Yoongi gloats, increasing the pace.

"I'm— not. I won't..."

"Ah you poor thing.

I think you need just one more push," And with that Yoongi removes his fingers.

"No!" Seokjin protests. "Don't stop."

"Oh I'm not stopping," Yoongi smirks. "I'm just getting ready." Yoongi pulls out his cock from the confines of his pants and lines up with Seokjin's hole.

Seokjin lets out a strangled cry as Yoongi bottoms out in one push. But the vampire doesn't give Seokjin any time to adjust. He starts pounding into him mercilessly, making sure to hit his prostrate spot on with every push. Seokjin's scream is music to Yoongi's ears.

"That's right. Make sure you scream loudly for your friends. Let them hear just how good you're getting fucked."

"Fuck. Fuck. Yoongi. Fuck."

Yoongi takes this moment to finally give attention to Seokjin's neglected cock, pumping it in time with his thrusts.

It's a senseory overload and Seokjin's eyes roll from pure carnal pleasure.

Yoongi feels himself getting close. He lifts one of Seokjin's thighs and fucks into him hard. The new angle works even better as Yoongi sinks deeper into the tight wet heat.

"Who do you belong to?"

Yoongi asks gruffly, slamming into Seokjin. "Say it!"

"You!" Seokjin screams. "I belong to you. Fuck. I'm all yours."

"That's right. You're my little slut. My whore of a hunter." Yoongi preens, taking a deep breath of Seokjin's scent. It now has a spicier hint from his

arousal and Yoongi can't wait to taste that heady concoction.

"Please. Yoongi, I'm close. Fuck. Go harder. Please."

Yoongi's self control is almost hanging by a thread as he rams into Seokjin. His thrusts lose their rhythm as he feels Seokjin's walls clamping around him like

a vice.

Just as he feels the orgasm about to hit Seokjin, Yoongi sinks his fangs into his neck. Seokjin writhes under him as his orgasm hits, spurting cum all over Yoongi's fist. Yoongi follows soon after, releasing inside Seokjin.

Seokjin's body immediately goes lax,

both from his release and the aphrodisiac working it's way into his system. But Yoongi has to regulate the poison. He doesn't want Seokjin to become an addict.

Yoongi sucks gently, swirling the blood in his mouth, savouring the taste. There's just something so addictive

about Seokjin's blood. Yoongi just craves for more. But he pulls back after a while, licking the wound close.

Now that he's satiated, he notices the scratches and red hand prints from where Yoongi had held a little too tight. That'll bruise by tomorrow.

The thought seems to stir something akin to possession in Yoongi. Yes. Seokjin is his. So it makes sense for him to bear the marks Yoongi makes on his body.

Seokjin's still pretty out of it when Yoongi hears footsteps on the floor below.

"Seokjin hyung, are you there?

Is everything okay?"

"Your friends are looking for you," Yoongi smirks, looking at Seokjin's dishevelled state, cum dripping down his thighs. "Might want to clean up quick unless you want to explain why you look like that."

Seokjin blinks as his eyes clear their haze.

"That was— wow."

"Liked it?"

"That would be an understatement," Seokjin blushes, unable to look at Yoongi.

"There you go. Being honest isn't that hard, is it?" Yoongi smirks before swooping down and pressing their lips together.

"W-what was that for?" Seokjin stammers,

caught off-guard.

"For being a good boy. I hope you won't be as difficult next time."

"There will be a next time?"

Yoongi smirks at the hopeful tone in Seokjin's voice. The footsteps grow closer.

"If you keep stirring up trouble, it might be sooner than you expect."

Yoongi's eyes linger on Seokjin for a few seconds longers than necessary before he leaves through the open window.

He hear Seokjin's parting words, a mere whisper into the wind.

"I'll look forward to it."

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