WARNING: Please be warned that this story is rated mature. This chapter contains explicit sexual scenario. Proceed with caution.
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Human emotions are amplified with soulmates.
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"Where is Daun-ah? Hasn't she woken up?" The eldest asks curiously.
It's almost noon and usually their soulmate has already out and about. She is an early riser. He could always see her painting or doing anything every time he wakes up. Besides, she had promised to prepare breakfast. The man had expected her to be in the kitchen when he woke up yet she was not still there.
He let it be. Perhaps she was still with Namjoon. He didn't bother to check on her too. Who knows what they had done last night. However, the leader came out already showered and changed at nine and yet no Daun followed. Two hours had already passed and she was not still there. He became curious.
"Should I wake her up?" Jungkook springs up from the dining table. The empty cup of ramen is already in his hands, ready to be thrown away.
"Nah... Let her sleep more." Namjoon calmly says while he stares at the grinning Jimin. The said man is curiously so early today. He is Jimin after all. He is known to be always so late.
"What?" Jimin asks smirking when he feels the leader's eyes on him.
"You know. You don't have to take her back to her room if you want her to be with you." Namjoon just sighs.
Namjoon perfectly knows what had happened. It is not so difficult to connect the dots.
All the indications were so obvious not to notice. The extra messy hair she had, even though she does not move as much when sleeping. Her, wearing Jimin's shirt instead of the cute pajama she had worn when he laid with him. Not to mention the slight golden glow of her ribcage, just below her right breast, seeping through the thin shirt. He didn't have to ask especially with the stupid overly happy face of Jimin.
"I'll remember that Hyung." Jimin just stands chuckling and walks to the direction of the stairs to the second floor.
"Did something happen?" Jungkook just tilts his head, confused.
"What happened, Namjoon-ah?" The eldest curiously asks.
Namjoon just smiles. He is as curios and as confused as well as the other two. He wonders how it happened.
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The luminous number two on the digital clock glowed against the darkness as the two quietly walked through the dining hall and through the living room. Their hands were so warm, laced on each other. It was comfortable yet they could not help feel the heavy steps that they had to take. The climb to the stairs was becoming taxing. Each step was a countdown for the night to end.
"So... we're here?" Jimin whispered as they stood just outside her door.
She meekly nodded. Her eyes were downcast to their hands. She was playing with his rings, twisting and turning them on his fingers.
He raised her hands and kissed them tenderly. While sweetly smiling, his eyes were burning, never leaving hers as he did so. He observed her every reaction. He was hoping that perhaps, she too felt the dread of their parting.
Her eyes widened as she unconsciously gasped. Jimin could see golden flecks swirling through her orbs. The rise and fall of her chest were obvious as she breathed. It seemed that their parting had become difficult for her too.
When his lips touched her knuckles, Jimin too had gasped as well. The electricity of their soul connection had heightened for the reason they didn't know. They thought that their lust had morphed to comfort yet it had multiplied instead. The force was becoming so powerfully strong to hold it in.
"Good night?" He tried hard to say. His vocal cords were refusing to function. His voice almost inaudible.
She hummed in response yet her hands did not let go.
The thought of bringing her to his room instead was so tempting. Perhaps they could cuddle and talk about dreams and silly things.
'Who was he kidding.' He clears his throat. He tilted his head. His eyes were becoming predatory as he looked at her more. His lips had been red with all the lip biting. 'Who was he joking?' He wanted more. He wanted to mark her and stamped her with his soul sign. He wanted the same tiger lily on her ribcage. He wanted to boast to everyone that she is officially his. He wanted to litter a thousand kisses on her body... 'Make sure each were red and obvious. Those wide doe eyes were not helping at all.' He wanted them ruined and made sure to see him. 'Only him. Maybe add six others of his brothers but damn.' Her luscious lips were so ripe for taking. He would like to take them again and again until she begs to stop. He wanted her so bad, his whole being was screaming only for her.
Jimin could hear nothing apart from the chaos of his thoughts, the loud beating of his heart, and the muffled soft snores of Namjoon. The latter snapped him back to reality. The man was oblivious of Daun's whereabouts. He didn't want the leader to be disappointed. He didn't want him to be awaken without their soulmate beside him. He could imagine how lonely his hyung might feel.
"We have to sleep now, darling." He was the first to let go and lifted her chin up to see her eyes. He could see hesitation. It's glassy, not ready for them to go. It might had been overly dramatic, but somehow their souls wanted to be with each other for a bit longer. He didn't know about her, but he sure could feel the tension of their soul pull. However, it had been so late already and she needed to sleep if she wanted to wake up early.
He may have been a perverted freak but he still has a heart...especially for their Daun. His Daun.
He giggled when she pouted and gave her a parting kiss.
It was supposed to be quick. It was supposed to be the last but somehow it escalated to something more than they could bear.
Both moaned with the heat that intensely consumed them. It was molten hot but they could not quite let go. Instead, she kept herself from melting to the heat by holding him on his neck, pulling him to her height. She almost tiptoed to grasp more of the delicious tingling sensations seeping through their kiss and his touch. Jimin then lifted her bottoms, grabbed both her thighs, braced them to his hips and pushed her on the door to keep themselves steady.
"We should sleep." He whispered as they parted to breathe. They were both panting.
She nodded but captured back his lips instead, nipping, and biting. He in turn responded but he willed for control.
"No... darling..." His will had become weaker. 'This has to stop or...'
"Now..." She whimpers, stopping his train of thoughts. Her hips grinding on his torso. Her eyes heeding for a plea.
"Now? What?" He groaned in return. He doubted he was coherent enough for her to understand. Her hips were making him insane.
"I changed my mind." She breathily said as she kept on kissing his neck. She even dared licking his nape, earning her a soft moan.
"Changed what?" Perhaps his brain was not already functioning. Her hot breath on his skin was a sinful seduction. It was so difficult to resist. It's sending shivers on his spine and even to his core. His muscles were tensing. His wet shorts had become suffocatingly tighter.
"I want to have your sign in me, now." She bravely said in one breath.
'Damn. That was a unique way of telling him she wants them to have sex.' He amusedly thought.
He darkly chuckled a "Sure", breaking his resolve into a thousand pieces. He didn't need to hold his pent-up lust with Daun, now that she asked him to. No. She was demanding him to. Who was he to deny her?
He then swiftly stepped away from her door and to his door which was conveniently just across to hers.
"Once I open this door, there is no turning back." He breathily warned. "And I don't want anyone hearing you, darling. We don't want anyone to interrupt us, do we?" He smirked.
She nods. Her lust obvious on the glazed look on her eyes.
In just a blink of an eye, Jimin carried her to his bed and turned to lock the door. She whimpered with his absence yet the man had returned as quickly as he can, joining her on his sheets with the shirt and wet shorts out of the way.
She gasps with all his glory. He may have been the shortest and has the smallest frame among the seven but Jimin was clearly well endowed. His hardness was a bit intimidating with its angry redness and the veins on its girth.
"Fuck! I don't have any condoms with me." He exasperated. He didn't think to bring any protection. 'How could he. Hobi-hyung might have a spare. He-'
Before he could go crazy with his stupidity, he felt Daun's hands on his cheeks. "It's okay. I am on pills." He clearly heard her say.
"I asked Dr. Choi about it and he approved of me taking it. It's safe now." She continued.
The information gave him more shivers. His eyes darkened in lust fully blasting on his veins. His skin prickling with excitement and need.
"So..." He began as he peeled the robe off her. "Do you trust me without the protection?" He darkly asked.
Does she trust him to be clean for their Daun? The seven of them were always thoroughly checked up. They too had never touched anyone after knowing her sure existence. After all, they had sworn after the great argument.
She nodded.
"Tell me. I need to hear you, sweetheart." He demanded as he easily untangled the tie at the back of her neck, loosening her swim wear. He groaned with how her heavy supple breasts burst free from the tight wet cloth. Her nipples were taut in arousal. It was inviting him to nibble, and so he did.
"Yes." She moaned. "Yes oppah~." She writhed with the intense sensations of his mouth. Each naughty and playful bite was like a volt of electricity which was easily spreading all through her body. His tongue was indeed sinful as it swirls on each nub of both of her mounds. It was lapping and licking her skin, torching her up to another level of heat. She couldn't help but squeak as his touches were equally sweeping her in tidal waves of tingling pleasures.
"Shhh..." It was a reminder of his warning and so she kept her mouth shut. She tried her best to muffle her moans as she grabbed a pillow and bit on it.
Her body bounced as he took off the rest of her swim wear.
He smirked surprised with her body bare before him. He remembered differently when they were in the studio. She definitely waxed. The extra care that she did was endearing.
He then boldly caressed her nether lips. "So ready for me." He whispered. He could feel the sticky liquid of her sex.
"Please..." She begged. Her heat was consuming her whole, she could no longer wait.
"Relax, Darling." He whispered as he pushed two digits on her whole. Immediately he cursed with her tightness.
"No~... please oppah." She could not understand what he was waiting for. Although his fingers were heavenly but she needed him so much she was about to burst if he would not do something about it.
He then obediently aligned himself to her entrance. He needed her too. He captured her lips as he slowly entered her. He trembled with her grip on him, both with her hands on his back and her clenching hole. The bare sensation was enough to make him crazy. His lips muffled her groans as he continued pushing to the hilt.
The connection of their souls was sparking and bursting like fireworks. The swirls of golden flecks on her orbs had turned so vivid and had spilled through her tears.
"Are you okay?" He asked in concern. He might have hurt her or anything but she just smiled and moaned louder with the way she experimentally grinded her hips.
"Shhh..." He warned a second time as he put a hand on her neck. He was like a snake slowly choking his prey, not allowing a single sound passing her lips. He loved it like this. He loved to strangle his lovers with overwhelming need then finish them off screaming. It was unfortunate that he could not even let her do the latter. Besides, he had to let her taste what it has to be with Park Jimin. He had to be so slow for her.
And slow he did. It was a torture for her. She needed him rough. She needed him to bring her fast to her release. She wanted to plea yet she could only whimper. His hand was hindering her voice to clearly say what she wanted. However, she didn't want him to let go. She kind of liked the helplessness of him choking her. The gesture was multiplying the sensations ten-fold.
His calculated thrust was dragging her to insanity. His other thumb was not even helping as he alternately stroking her sensitive nub as he pushed and stopped as he pulled. It was so slow that her hips couldn't help but started bucking and meeting on each of his slow thrust.
He stopped. His eyes were daring her to continue.
"Naughty." He darkly whispered as she did so. Her body got tired as she failed to find her release and so Jimin pulled to the tip and roughly pushed immediately after. He did this again and again as punishment.
She could not help but grip on his hand holding her neck as she silently yelped every time he did so. It was intense. She wanted to scream yet she was reduced to just a helpless open-mouthed plea.
The man above her was so opposite of his smiling, adorable, and angelic Jimin. He was a man in a mission. He was sin himself. His eyes were so dark with lust like a demon taking her to the pits of hell. She tightly closed her eyes. She swore, she could see gold instead of total darkness.
He felt him nearing his bliss as he sloppily thrust for the last time, bringing them both to an earth-shattering orgasm. He groaned so deeply as she screamed on the pillow. His seeds spilled within her as she squirted on him. It took her a long time to calm her body from the intense shaking.
Both of them felt the drain of their release. She then slept.
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It's a wonder how Jimin had find strength of wiping her off clean, clothing her with his clothes and carrying her back to her own bed without waking up his Namjoon hyung.
He giggles as she turns to her back as she bats the sleepiness away.
"Good noon." He greets sweetly.
She snaps her head to where he stands. She can feel the soreness of her body yet a realization sinks in. She abruptly sits up. "Already?"
He hums as he nods.
"Oh my! How about breakfast?" She horrifyingly remembers her promise to the eldest.
"Nahhh... Jin-hyung had taken care of it." He responds as he sits beside her on the bed.
"A-and Joonie?" Her eyes almost bulge out with the thought of the man.
"He had already awakened hours ago." He amusingly says.
"Ohhh my." She helplessly moan.
"Hyung was just maybe concerned of overexerting you." The use of the word is purely for teasing her. "He choose not to wake you up." He adds.
Her skin easily flushes with the memory of the night. She then glares at him.
"What?" He protests with the way she looks at him. "You were the one who asked me to." He darkly chuckles as she turns so red.
Lovingly, he scoots over her sides and whispery giggles. "Do you want me to wash you up?"
"Jiminie-oppah!" She exasperates. This man is literally dangerous. He could be the most torturous demon or an overly sweet angel in just a blink of an eye. She begins to doubt if the night was because of their soul pull. Who knows, he might have cursed her body for his bidding.
Author's Note:
We really need a lot of Hobi water... wait... what?
Happy Halloween!