Thread by @rmonolisa

Bunny hybrid Jungkοοk has been scared of the jaguar hybrid from day one, avoiding him like the plague despite their mutual friends. He just wishes he could also avoid dreaming about mating the predator every single night.

#bunkookweek (🔞)

Namjοοո became his worst nightmare from the moment he first laid eyes on him.

Jungkοοk, despite being a prey, isn't usually scared of predators - he plays sports, knows how to fight, how to handle himself, never submits to the predators that think they can do as they please.

He may not be friends with lions or wolves, he'd still befriended dogs, cats, and foxes. Jungkook is a shy bunny but he isn't a fearful one. He's not scared of big cats.

At least he didn't use to be.

But when he wakes up one morning at Hobi's place to see a jaguar hybrid looming over him - for the first time in his life, he runs.

From the second their eyes met, Jungkook has been afraid of Namjoon, of the haunting image of his eyes as he glared down at him that morning.

"He wasn't glaring at you," Jimin reminds him, as he always does. "He wasn't wearing his glasses or contacts, he just couldn't see you well."

"He was glaring at me," Jungkook huffs, thumping his foot. "He looked like he was going to kill me."

"He was squinting!"

"If you talked to him, I'm sure you and hyung would go along well," Taehyung pipes in. "You should try sometimes."

"He's going to murder me."

"He's a law student, he won't murder you. That's illegal," Jimin says.

"He tried to eat me before!"

"He did not."

"He tried to eat me!" Jungkook repeats, louder, foot coming down hard enough to shake the table. He glares, grabbing one of his ears to nibble on, feeling nervous as always whenever he thinks about Namjoon too long.

(he sees dark eyes)

Being scared of a guy who is friend with his whole friend group is an issue in itself, but it isn't the biggest one. Jungkook can avoid Namjoon, he can run away from him. He can avoid him during the days - the issue is that he can't avoid him at nights. He can't avoid the dreams.

He'd like to say the dreams started innocently enough but they didn't. There had been no warning or preamble, only immediate chaos.

This is all Jungkook can dream about, whenever he sees the jaguar in a corridor, whenever he smells him on his friends - Namjoon, with his purple hair and spotted ears and scary eyes, naked as the day he was born and begging to be bred.

It doesn't make sense. Namjoon can't be bred. He's a predator, a dominant jaguar who gives no indication that he wants to submit. Namjoon is imposing and intimidating and big and scary, and in Jungkook's dreams he is naked and easy and pliant.

Jungkook's fear of Namjoon is real but so are the cum stains in his underwear when he wakes up, and he is stuck in between, seized by the irrational fear the jaguar is going to eat him and the burning desire to consume him instead.

"You know," Jimin says off-handedly, drawing Jungkook's attention to him. "Befriending a bunny really desensitized me to boners."

Jungkook blinks and quickly presses his hands into his lap to hide the bulge there. His ears tilt down in shame in an attempt to cover his face.

"Are you scared or horny? You're giving confusing signals," Taehyung says, licking his fingers clean off chocolate. "Oh, is this what scarousel is?"

"I'm not scaroused," Jungkook mumbles.

"It's not scarousal," Jimin says. "He's not horny because he's scared."

Jungkook nods along and Jimin goes on. "Jungkook is genuinely scared of Namjoon but his horny bunny brain gets off on imagining a big bad predator submitting to him."

"This isn't-" Jungkook's foot thumps despite himself, tail twitching with nerves. "This isn't like that at all."

It's exactly like that.

Images of Namjoon's big hands, long fingers that could hold a prey down, could squeeze its throat and make it choke. Same hands, same fingers, grabbing the headboard, clawing at the sheets while Jungkook breeds breeds breeds--

"No for real stop getting boners at the dinner table it's unsightly."

Jimin's voice breaks him out of his stupor. His fluffy fox tail bats at his leg.

"You don't have a reason to be scared of Namjoon anyway. He would never hurt you."

"Yeah!" Taehyung nods, tail wagging even harder. "Hyung is harmless! He's basically a vegeterian."

"Really?"

"Well, he doesn't eat fish. It's like, half-vegetarian," Tae reasons.

"Dumbass," Jimin says.

"Jungkookie is half-vegetarian too."

Jungkooks frowns. "I don't eat meat at all."

"But you wish you could eat Namjoon's ass."

Jimin doesn't bother chastising Taehyung this time, wholeheartedly laughing with him while Jungkook sits, face aflame.

Here's another image he didn't need in his head.

🐇🐆

Considering they share the same friend group, it's impossible for Jungkook to completely avoid Namjoon. He sees him in passing in corridors, smells him on his friends. Seeing him face to face is always accidental, and always results in Jungkook running away.

It always catches him off guard - one minute he's packing his things to leave Yoongi's place, the other the door opens and familiar voices waft through. Jungkook smells before he hears - one sniff, one whiff of soil and wet wood and he stills, ears alert and heart thundering away

Yoongi takes a glance at him and calls, "Namjoon-ah?"

The voices have died down, and there is nothing to focus on but the low rumble of Namjoon's voice as he speaks. "Should I leave?"

Jin's head pops into the room before he can answer, horse ears standing proud on his head.

His hair and tail are weaved with flowers again. "I didn't think you'd be here Kookie."

"It's fine, he was about to leave," Yoongi says, letting his fluffy tail brush against Jungkook's hand to calm him down. "Come in so he can go."

Jin nods and he steps fully into the living room, followed by an apologetic Hoseok and a Namjoon whose expression Jungkook can't see because he refuses to look. Namjoon's presence is heavy anyway, a weight trapping him, a threat he can't ignore.

He only looks Namjoon's way to check the distance between him and the exit, and he catches sight of Namjoon's thighs, of how big and strong they look, and he panics a bit more thinking those are the legs of a predator made to run, to hunt. Jungkook could never outspeed him.

He thinks of legs spreading easily for his hands, so pliant he lets Jungkook fold him in half, press his thighs all the way back against his chest.

Jungkook muffles his own whine at the badly timed thoughts. This is what Jimin calls his horny bunny brain.

He feels Namjoon's eyes piercing him, and he thinks back about their first encounter, a good 8 months ago--

Something bumps into the wall and Jungkook's head snaps upwards, meeting Namjoon's stare.

(he sees dark eyes, sharp teeth)

Yoongi pats his shoulders. "It's safe Jungkook-ah, you can go but there's no need to--"

Namjoon's eyes flicker down (probably appraising him, wondering how many bites it'd take to swallow him whole) and Jungkook makes a run for the door.

"--bolt. Again." Yoongi finishes as Jungkook leaves, sprinting as fast as he can, not stopping until he's sure Namjoon didn't run after him.

The jaguar had never once ran after him before, but it could still happen.

It takes him the whole way back home to calm down, and once there he checks his phone to see two new messages - one from Hoseok and the other one from Jin.

Hobi-hyung :
I'm sowwy Jungkookie I didn't know you'd be there :-((((

Jin :
loser
you realize you're scared of someone who doesn't know how to tie his own shoes right?

Jungkook sends back heart emojis to Hoseok, and to Jin he answers :

'he doesnt need shoes to run he could hunt me barefoot'

Jin :
he's not going to hunt you!
joon-ah looks scary but he's soft inside
you know he stopped eating rabbit meat since he knows we're friends with you??

Jungkook's eyes widen with horror.

'because he ate rabbit meat before?!'

Jin :
....
don't tell yoongi-yah I said that

Jungkook drops his phone and curls into a ball on his bed.

He knows what I taste like, he thinks.

And then - with no warning, no transition, even though he's still shaking from fear - the uncensored, unbridled images of Namjoon taking his cock into his mouth and tasting him.

Jungkook grabs a pillow to shove under himself and his hips humps it on their own. Fantasy Namjoon cries and drools over him when Jungkook bucks up into his mouth. Fantasy Namjoon swallows him whole and bites down, and Jungkook comes into his pants with a pitiful whine.

This goes on for a long time, this game of cat and mouse that, according to Jimin, 'you're playing on your own because hyung looks more confused than feral whenever you run away'.

It could have kept going for even longer, that mix of distress and lust every time he sees Namjoon.

But as stated, crossing path with Namjoon can't be fully avoided, which is why it happens again, a month later. Except this time Jungkook doesn't have an escape route.

They meet in a empty corridor, late on a thursday. Jungkook ends up face to face with Namjoon and

freezes.

The only exit is the one in Namjoon's back. He can't escape.

Namjoon looks startled when he sees him, blinking slowly, tail still. He takes Jungkook in fully - always slow and deliberate, like he has the time, like Jungkookg isn't going into cardiac arrest any time now.

"I didn't expect to see you there," Namjoon says, voice always so deep, almost syrupy.

Jungkook realizes with a startle it's the first time Namjoon has talked to him since they first met. He'd never stayed long enough to make conversation before.

He risks looking around, looking for-- a window maybe? His legs twitch with the need to thump and bolt.

"Are you-- don't jump through a window bunny, I'm not going to hurt you."

He looks back at Namjoon to see him frown lightly.

"You can go bunny, I won't chase you. I don't like running."

"That just means you'll grab me while I walk past you," Jungkook mumbles, voice whiny to his own ears.

"That's- no, no I definitely won't. I know you don't believe me but I really don't want to hurt you?"

"You're going to eat me."

"I'm pretty sure this would be cannibalism," Namjoon says, calm even though Jungkook is freaking out.

"You ate rabbits before, Jin-hyung told me!" Jungkook says, and this time he does thump - Namjoon's gaze snaps to his foot and one of his ears twitch.

"Wild rabbits," Namjoon says. "Not humans."

"Same difference," Jungkook mutters. He's sweating from fear, eyeing Namjoon, the exit, the window. He really has no other choice but to walk past him. Namjoon steps aside, silently prompting him to move.

"D-Don't bite me."

He's shaking even as he finds the strength to step forward. His heart beats so loud it's deafening when he comes within arm reach, smelling soil and wet wood. He holds his breath while he walks by him, one step, two steps, until he's past him and he can finall run---

"Do you hate me that much?" Namjoon rumbles before he can start his sprint to safety.

He stills.

"Why are you so scared of me bunny?"

Jungkook should be running now. Shouldn't waste time in the company of a threat. Shouldn't look back and meet Namjoon's eyes.

(he sees dark eyes, sharp teeth, a pink tongue)

"Preys avoid me but I never had anyone find me as-- fearsome, as you do," Namjoon's tail swing behind him, agitated. "You-"

"You licked me," Jungkook says, and Namjoon stops talking, eyes slowly widening. "Why did you lick me?"

He doesn't wait for an answer. He finally bolts, making the run his body had been dying to.

That night-- that night he dreams of him again, and in his dreams he presses him against the wall and rails him in the empty corridor, and the jaguar mewls and purrs and asks for more.

🐇🐆

The first time Jungkook met Namjoon, he was crashing Hobi's couch. It was his first time at his flat and the scents were unfamiliar - there was Hobi's familiar suricate smell, and the lingering smell of his jaguar roomate who Jungkook had yet to meet.

He was looking forward to meeting his hyung's friend. He'd never been scared of big cats.

That morning, he woke up with soil and wet wood, feeling the heavy weight of someone's shadow over him. He opened his eyes and found two feline eyes, dark brown, staring down at him.

The predator was big, intimidating, his voice low when he spoke.

"Bunny," he said, and he leaned down, folding over Jungkook's body. A pink tongue peeked out of his mouth and he felt the jaguar lick one of his ears with one long, wet swipe.

Jungkook laid frozen on the couch.

The jaguar licked at his fur, hands coming up to pet his hair, claws scratching gently. In no time his ears were wet, and his whole world had tilted upside down.

When the jaguar pulled back with a pleased rumble, Jungkook shrieked and bolted, and he never stopped running since.

This is how the fear started.

This is also how the dreams started, when the following night he woke up drenched with sweat and crotch sticky with cum, filled with the newfound desire to pump a jaguar with purple hair full of his seed.

🐇🐆

If there is such a thing as fate, then it clearly hates Jungkook. That's the only reason why he'd end up face to face with Namjoon again, a mere two weeks after their last encounter. Jungkook hasn't stopped dreaming about wall sex since and this is way too soon.

The mornings are growing colder as summer makes way for fall, and Jungkook's nose is runny that morning. He thinks about assignments and grocery shopping and laundry chores, doesn't pay attention to his surrounding when he enters the elevator of the old college building.

He was lazy when he chose not to take the stairs, and he's punished for it when, as soon as the door closes and the elevator starts, he lifts his heads and meets Namjoon's eyes.

"Jungkook," he says, and he sounds as bemused as he looks. "I didn't expect you to come inside."

And because it's 7 am and Jungkook was having a good time thinking about laundry and clean sheets, he thumps and jumps back, plastering himself against the elevator's wall.

Beginner's mistake.

The elevator, an old thing that stops whenever someone sneezes, comes to an immediate halt, the light flickering off and on.

Namjoon growls, a deep dangerous sound that plays Jungkook's heart like a bass string. He sends him an apologetic look when Jungkook thumps again in fear.

"Sorry bunny, but you should probably stop doing that thing with your feet."

Jungkook doesn't answer. He stares wide-eyed at the predator, legs shaking with nerves and fear.

He's stuck. He's stuck inside an elevator with a jaguar who wants to eat him. He's going to die.

Namjoon presses the help button to call maintenance, and he shakes harder when he hears them say 'should take one hour' through the com.

He feels faint suddenly, too dizzy to stand upright. He lets himself slide down against the wall until he falls heavily on his ass.

He's going to die. He's definitely going to die. Namjoon will be hungry soon and he'll take a bite - he knows what rabbit meat tastes like, he probably likes it, and he's going to chomp Jungkook and fits him into hundreds of tiny pieces inside his belly.

"Right so-" Namjoon speaks up and Jungkook whimpers, hiding his head into his arms.

"Don't eat me," he whines, curling in on himself.

Namjoon doesn't answer this time, or if he does Jungkook doesn't hear him.

With his head shoved into his arms he can't see anything, can't hear anything but the sound of his own heartbeat, can't smell anything but his own panicked scent. He didn't pee himself at least.

He withdraws from the world into the safety of his own arms.

Namjoon doesn't bother him, so he pretends he's not here. It's easier to calm down in the dark, to make himself breathe a bit better, shake a little less.

It's 7 am. Namjoon ate breakfast. Even if he's hungry he might just snack a bit on his legs, Jungkook can still make it.

He's not sure how much time passes like that before he feels safe enough to slowly lift his head and take in his surroundings.

He's tucked in the corner of the elevator and his brows are damp with sweat. Namjoon sits on the opposite corner, as far away from him as possible.

He's watching him. Dark eyes, sharp teeth and an intrusive wood smell that fools him into thinking they're outside. It's calming, somehow.

"Feels better?" Namjoon asks, keeping his voice low.

"Depends," Jungkook says. "Are you hungry yet?"

Something passes over Namjoon's face. "I'm really not going to eat you."

Jungkook sets his mouth in a straight line, ears moving back.

"I wasn't trying to eat you back then either. I'm actually - I've been wanting to apologize to you, but you're always running away."

"You licked me," Jungkook says, accusingly, and his mind swirls with memories and feelings. A pink tongue, warm hands.

"I know, I'm sorry. I promise I wasn't trying to eat you." Namjoon clears his throat. "That's a bit embarrassing, but I actually wanted to groom you."

Jungkook lowers his head again, staring at Namjoon from above his crossed arms.

"I'd just woken up and I couldn't see well and there was this-- very fluffy and cuddly thing on my couch. You smelled like hay and daisies and you looked so soft, like a stuffed animal."

"I got the urge to groom you. To take care of you," Namjoon's tail wraps around his own middle comfortingly "But this backfired on me."

Jungkook makes a vague noise of agreement.

"I should know better than to groom strangers," Namjoon says.

"That was creepy, and wrong, and I'm really sorry. Sorry I made you feel like I wanted to eat you."

He looks genuinely sorry (could be a trick, could be hungry already), but even like that his presence fills every corners of the small space they're sharing.

"It's not that," Jungkook mutters, frustrated. "I mean- it is, but it's not just that."

He feels agitated again, tail twitching, less from fear and more from nerves.

"Grooming-- for jaguars, grooming someone else is a show of dominance right?"

Namjoon blinks and his brows furrow lightly. "It's mostly a sign of affection."

"But there's a hierarchy right? In grooming."

"...there is."

"And dominant cats - or jaguars - they're the one doing the grooming right?"

Namjoon looks confused at Jungkook's words but he nods.

"No one would groom me," he admits, which makes sense, because from what Jungkook saw, Namjoon is the Alpha Cat on campus. All other felines he knows naturally fall into step with him when he's there, including Yoongi.

"So, grooming is a show of dominance for you. But it's not for me," Jungkook stresses the last word, anxiety building up as he puts words on his distress.

"What do you mean?"

"Grooming is a show of submission for bunnies. Dominant rabbits get groomed, not the other way around."

He stares at Namjoon after speaking, watching him frown and tilt his head. He waits for him to get it - to get why he messed his head when he licked him, making him swing between lust and fear in an endless loop.

And then he says,

"You thought I was submitting to you?"

"Yes," Jungkook hisses, and it feels good to say it out loud at last, even if Namjoon decides to snack on him afterwards. "I know you didn't but you licked me and- and now I can't stop- I can't stop thinking, can't stop thinking-"

Jungkook fists his hands in his pants, forcing the words out. "Can't stop thinking about you, under me. All the time." He exhales deeply. "Every day."

It's silent after that. Jungkook waits for Namjoon to get mad, attack him, but he doesn't sense any agression coming from him.

After several minutes, all he hears is a 'uh'.

"You're scared of me," Namjoon points out.

"I am."

"But you still want me to submit to you."

"God yes," Jungkook blurts out, a shiver running on his skin as he pictures it again, Namjoon naked under him--

He looks up at the jaguar before his mind can drift into more dangerous territory. Namjoon doesn't look vexed by his answer, by the knowledge a bunny wants to subdue him. He looks curious, head tilted to the side.

"Are you a dominant bunny?" He asks.

Jungkook nods.

"But you're all soft and cute," he muses out loud. He considers him for several moments before a slow, lazy smile spreads on his lips.

Dimples. This is the first time Jungkook sees them.

Namjoon shifts, leaning on his hands so he can uncross his legs and raise on all four.

His tail stands proudly, the tip swinging as he slowly crawls closer to Jungkook, watching him for any sign of fear. Jungkook's eyes are drawn to the movement of his tail and the swing of his hips as he moves forward, a dangerous predator coming for his prey.

He's never been this close to being a jaguar snack and yet, strangely, Jungkook has never felt this calm about it either.

Namjoon comes close enough that Jungkook can see his pores, his round nose and the hint of deadly canines past the opening of his mouth.

He sticks his tongue out, pink and flat, searching Jungkook's eyes. At this point only two things can happen - either Namjoon eats him, or--

Namjoon leans forward, licking a fat stripe from his nose to his forehead, before pulling back to gauge his reaction.

"Ok, bunny?"

He's not completely sure whether he means 'are you ready to be eaten' or 'are you ready to be groomed' but his body is already switching gears and at this point he's fine with both.

He nods.

Namjoon leans in, licking over his sweaty brows, his forehead, his nose. Each swipe of his tongue on his face makes Jungkoon's heart beat slower, warmth spreading through him. His legs scream at him to run away from danger, but the rest of his body is on another page altogether.

He lets Namjoon crowd closer, licking at his ears, until they're both wet with drool. Hands come up to pet his hair. Namjoon's tongue is wide and scratchy as it brushes his fur and he's close enough that Jungkook can hear the low vibrations echoing in his throat - he's purring.

Jungkook melts. His heart slows down, and he's still sweaty but he can't tell if it's from fear or arousal anymore. Namjoon knows what this means. He knows what it means for Jungkook, but he's still grooming him.

He's pleasuring Jungkook, licking him clean, and Jungkook feels as cosy as he feels deliriously horny.

He's submitting, his dumb bunny brain says. He's submitting to me he's submitting I'm a big bad bunny I'm the boss bunny the alpha bunny the top dog bunny I'm the--

He hears Namjoon chuckle as he licks down his face. "Bunnies really do get horny fast," he says amused, and Jungkook growls - a small rabbit noise that sounds unthreatening enough that Namjoon's smile widens. But if he finds Jungkook's growl funny he doesn't stop grooming him.

One of his hands wanders down while he's busy licking his ears - the human one this time - and there's a big clawed hand grabbing at his tail and squeezing.

Jungkook's horny bunny brain takes over and he honks before he throws himself at Namjoon, pushing him on his back.

He ends up on his chest, erection pressed against his belly, and Namjoon growls a second but he doesn't move, doesn't push him off. He lets it happen. He lets himself be pushed down.

He feels hot, and Namjoon smells so good, like nature, like walks into the forest. He noses at his chest, clawing at the fabric but his nails aren't sharp enough to tear. Namjoon's chest is broad and soft, pecs plush under his face, belly soft as he grinds down against it.

Jungkook sits up to risk a look at Namjoon's face. He meets his eyes - dark and heavy on him. He's sprawled beneath him, and he doesn't protest the position, doesn't flip them around or growl. Jungkook squeezes at his tits and Namjoon huffs.

"Are you going to hump me bunny?"

Yes. Yes Jungkook wants to hump him, and he also wants Namjoon to be less in control, wants to mount him and make him cry, wants to-- wants to cum, wants to cum so bad.

He rolls his hips and surges down, latching on Namjoon's neck.

Namjoon growls this time, scaring Jungkook into stillness, before he tilts his head to the side, allowing him to go on.

Jungkook growls too - it's not as scary as a jaguar's growl but he can growl too damn it. He bites harder and squeezes Namjoons chest as he starts humping him.

He won't last long - he's not known for lasting long, but it doesn't matter, he just wants to come like that, humping Namjoon's belly. His hips are fast, crotch rubbing frantically against the body under him, chasing his own release.

He feels Namjoon purr, feels it in his mouth and in his dick, feels it vibrating through his whole body. Namjoon's tail brush against his thigh, against his pompom tail, teasing him. He's petting Jungkook's ears again, and Jungkook feels mad on power. He's invincible.

It only takes a minute of earnest humping for Jungkook to feel his orgasm build up, his tail twitching as he nears his end. He comes loudly, moaning into Namjoon's skin, drooling over his neck. He shudders, body spasming above Namjoon, until he feels calm enough to sit up again.

His face must be messy, judging from the way Namjoon's eyes flicker over him with interest. There is a big mark on Namjoon's neck, but Jungkook didn't bite hard enough to pierce the skin. Bummer.

"That was fast," Namjoon says, then laughs when Jungkook's face flushes pink.

"Doesn't it bother you?" Jungkook asks. There is less fear now, when Namjoon is under him, and the smell of his own release is permeating the air. "You're a- you're a dominant hybrid too."

"Oh, um," Namjoon's chin pushes forward as he thinks, and he looks intimidating again.

"I wouldn't get with another dominant jaguar because there's too much latent agression," he finally says. "Too much threat. But you look so--- cute. Are all dominant bunnies this fluffy? I just want to cuddle you, I never saw anything as unthreatening as you."

Jungkook's ears tilt down and he lets a pout shape his lips.

"I can be dangerous."

Namjoon's smile widens until it turns into a full grin, showing all 30 of his teeth - fear rushes through him at the sight of sharp, deadly looking canines. "Can you?" Namjoon challenges him.

Before Jungkook can answer, the elevator comes to life and he jumps back in shock, plastering himself against the wall.

Once they're both standing, Namjoon becomes bigger, and his body is undecided on whether or not he should still be afraid.

He feels afraid - Namjoon is too big and dangerous not to - but he smells like him, smells like Jungkook rubbed himself off on his stomach, which he did, and even if he's not fully sure Namjoon won't eat him, he feels strangely at peace with it. It doesn't sound so bad after all.

Still.

Still, instincts are hard to overcome, and when the elevator goes down and its doors open a minute later, Jungkook makes a run for it.

He bolts, but he hears Namjoon laughing behind him, and he knows they'll meet again. He only needs to perfect his growling before then.