Bts - Kidnapped

Restrained

Slowly he took a step closer to you, looking up and down your body as if he was looking for a place to begin. Then a smirk grew on his face as he glanced at your neck and then at your eyes, waiting to see your reaction to what he was about to do.

He placed one hand on your jaw pushing it to your right so you could no longer see what he was doing. You began to panic at the idea of his actions being unexpected; you wanted to see where he was going to do whatever the hell he was doing. Not like it would change anything.

Suddenly you felt a prick in your neck that scratched downwards slowly, cutting into your skin. The cold air around you stung your cut even more as you winced at the small amount of pain.

But then Jimin did something even more unexpected. You felt something warm on your neck, more like warm and soft but kind of wet. Jimin was kissing your neck. Your breath hitched as soon as you realised this, not knowing what to think or do.

A small "Jimin..." Slipped out of your mouth barely audible, but loud enough for him to hear it. However he ignored you as he pulled away and swiftly and surprisingly lifted up your shirt, just enough for your stomach to be exposed.

Jimin yet again pushed the knife to your soft skin, you flinched at the sudden pain that was a little more painful on that area. This time instead of doing one cut, he did two. He then got on his knees, kneeling down in front of you and then kissed both cuts. You didn't want to believe it but somehow, his soft kisses genuinely made the pain lessen.

You didn't know if to feel disgusted, shocked or pleased; you were just confused and had mixed emotions. After Jimin came back up, your gaze didn't leave his lustful one and he came closer to you, your bodies touching.

In the corner of your eye you saw the glint of the blade near your face, but before you could pull away Jimin quickly dragged the blade up the side of your cheekbone, creating a clean cut. You winced at the stinging and bit your lip, while he leaned down to you and kissed your cheek.

When he pulled away, his eyes were locked to yours, but at this point your hair was hanging in your face, resulting in him sweeping it out of the way. You were too caught up in his warm gaze to realise that the blade lightly pressed into your lip and was now bleeding a tiny bit.

Using his thumb he pulled your lip down lightly, wiping away the blood while admiring your face and your lips. Meanwhile you were doing the exact same. Your eyes scanned his face and his lips, they felt so soft against your neck and your stomach, and now you wanted to feel them against your lips.

Your wish was granted as Jimin moved hesitantly towards you, your lips finally touching, your eyes automatically closing as you kissed. His hands slowly slipping around to your sides where he gripped onto you gently, pulling your body closer.

You knew the thoughts you were having about him were bad, he's your kidnapper, the person who took you away from your family, or at least one the men who did that, but you couldn't help yourself, he was so....tempting.

Credit for helping me with this part: army_namrata

Jimin pulled away from the kiss, but it was too late as you had already fallen for him. You whimpered as he continued slowly cutting into various parts of your body, flinching every time the scalpel pierced your soft flesh. However your eyes couldn't leave his face due to how attractive he looked in the dim light.

You subconsciously moaned out his name, which took him aback, momentarily pausing, however a nasty smirk appeared on his lips; he was planning to tease you and you knew it.
He leaned closer into your body, placing his lips by your ear and whispering "Do you want me to make this punishment session of yours a little....less, painful?"

The hot breath on your ear made your hair stand up but hearing those perverted words, caused you to snap out of your trance. "Please don't do this to me." You said weakly, but Jimin had other plans in mind.

He walked back over to the chest and reached down beside, then walking up to you revealing a roll of duct tape in his hand. "You've been a little too noisy lately." He said before taping your mouth shut. You felt like kicking and screaming but you had no energy left to do so.

He approached you with the bloody scalpel in hand searching your body for a place to cut once again. He kept glancing at places on your chest and neck, before attacking those locations with cuts and scratches.

You whimpered and cried for him to stop but all he did was hush you and say "shh shh it will be over soon." After he whispered that to you trying to get you to calm down, he began kissing your neck again as you became dazed and sleepy, exhausted from the punishment.

A familiar feeling swept over you as your eyes grew heavy and your sight slowly faded to black.