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When Jeongguk came to, hazily detecting his surroundings and barely able to open his bleary eyes, he had no idea where he was or how he got there. If he didn’t know better, he’d think he was drugged, but that was simply impossible - or at least it should be. Unless the person who’d surreptitiously sedated him knew about his true nature.
As a vampire, a dose intended for a human would not have had any noticeable effect on him. To put him temporarily out of action, he would have had to be given at least ten times as much, which was guaranteed to be lethal for any human. And since he hadn’t been left behind somewhere, but brought here instead, there was only one conclusion: he wasn’t the accidental collateral damage of a failed human assassination attempt, he’d actually been the target himself.
At the moment Jeongguk couldn’t make sense of it, at least he wasn’t lying in some damp dingy basement, but on a comfortable neat bed. So it really could have been worse. Reassuringly, he was also still wearing his skin-tight black leather pants with his ripped white shirt still tucked into his waistband.
The king size bed was located in a spacious room or perhaps some kind of wooden cabin that strangely didn’t have any windows in the side walls. The only light dimly illuminating the place was coming from the crescent moon shining through the enormous skylight in the ceiling. Apart from the bed that almost took up the entire space, there was solely a fireplace, a small table with two chairs on the opposite side and a narrow kitchenette in one of the corners.
Besides the front door, which seemed to be the only entrance to the cabin, there was only one other door that presumably led to a bathroom, judging by the sounds he could hear behind it: the rushing of water from a faucet - and a strong heartbeat. So his alleged captor was not a vampire but a human. Interesting. And stupid, because whatever they had administered to him had long since stopped working, so basically it wasn’t Jeongguk who was in the quandary, but the human who, for reasons unknown to him, had put themselves in a cabin alone with a thirsty vampire. Well, he certainly wouldn’t complain about not having to worry about his dinner. But first, he would play with his meal a bit and elicit the needed information. After all, he was curious by nature and dying to know - pun intended - why he was brought here. He just hoped it wasn’t something as unimaginative as wanting to be turned by him. Nothing bored him more than such pointless requests.
Muscular arms nonchalantly folded behind his head, his long legs crossed over one another, he was watching the bathroom door intently, waiting for his mysterious abductor to show himself. When it eventually opened and the most stunning man he had ever seen came out, wearing no more than a pair of loose washed out jeans with numerous horizontal revealing rips running down the length of his legs, Jeongguk was floored.
The mouth-watering sight also triggered a flood of blurry memories that suddenly invaded his mind. He recalled dancing with that man - What name had he introduced himself with? Jiwoo? No. Jimin! - at the club he frequented regularly and where he usually picked his next target, be it to fuck or to suck or both. He remembered going to the bar with him and offering him a drink, not without ulterior motives though.
Of course, he had immediately recognized that Jimin was not a human but a werewolf. His flowery scent, slim stature and perky ass had led him to believe that he was an omega, his preferred prey. Jeongguk had let himself be lulled into a false sense of security by the other’s in hindsight probably feigned shy demeanour and bashful smile; had regarded him as an easy victim, just like the numerous omegas before. He favoured seducing omegas, loving their sugary slick and even sweeter blood, clandestinely slipping heat-triggering herbs in their drinks to make them exceedingly needy and devour them for days - in more ways than one, fucking them and feeding on them at the same time.
Truth be told, the vampire had intended to do the same with Jimin, but he had obviously known about his intentions and had other plans for them. The cunning bastard must have been using some kind of scent blocker or let himself be scented by an omega just before entering the club to disguise himself. Jeongguk’s sense of smell was not as keen as that of a wolf, so he was unable to detect the subtle undertones that hinted at certain emotions. Regardless, he was quite capable of assigning scents to secondary genders and as a strong scent of dark chocolate with a hint of peppermint now slowly filled the room, there was no doubt that the man in front of him wasn’t an omega, but an alpha. Not that he had any reason to be afraid because of a minor change. In the end, an alpha was still mortal and thus clearly inferior to a vampire.
“Ah, you’re finally awake.”Jimin said once he sensed the other’s piercing gaze and leaned casually against the door frame with his arms crossed in front of his toned chest, no trace of caution whatsoever in his behaviour which somehow rubbed Jeongguk the wrong way. The werewolf should fear him, or at least be wary, and the blatant imperturbation he displayed didn’t bode well. What if he hadn’t just been given a sedative, but something else as well?
It was only with this thought that he suddenly noticed the unfamiliar taste in his mouth, strange and unpleasantly bitter. Jeongguk smacked his lips and the other seemed to pick up on it instantly, if the self-complacent smirk on his face was anything to go by. “What did you give me?” He demanded to know, uneasiness settling in his stomach.
“Oh, you know, just a special potion we developed in our pack to get vampires like you off their high horse. The pungent taste of autumn gentian, bloodroot and yarrow is not that pleasant, I know, but it serves its purpose.” Jimin jeered, visibly enjoying the other’s confused and leery expression.
“And what purpose would that be exactly?” He was supposed to have the upper hand, but he felt more and more on the defensive which didn’t sit well with him. However, he was smarter than prematurely attacking the werewolf while he could still coax important information out of him. Jeongguk was still confident of winning a fight when push came to shove for it wasn’t that easy to kill a vampire. Regardless, in his wolf form, Jimin would be perfectly capable of at least seriously injuring him.
“To make you human.” He simply stated, causing the vampire to gasp while his laid-back expression slipped away for a brief moment.
“Not literally, of course.” He added condescendingly, rolling his eyes. “A simple potion could never reverse the turning process. But it temporarily robs you of your supernatural abilities, takes away your speed and strength, your superiority, if you want to put it that way.” Which would cause him to be inferior to the alpha. Fuck.
“I could have picked a potion that would immobilize you and make you defenceless, but where’d be the fun in that? Plus, this one has some nice side effects.” He went on with a wicked glint in his eyes and a malicious grin on his face that made him shudder.
Jeongguk swallowed audibly. He couldn’t be sure that Jimin was telling the truth. It was quite possible that he was just making it all up. But there was only one way to find out and if he wasn’t lying, it wouldn’t end well for him. He had to find a way out of here as soon as possible and the longer they talked, the more time he had to think about something.
So in an attempt to buy as much time as possible, he tried to keep the conversation going “Which are?” He asked conversationally, veiling his true thoughts.
“You’ll find out soon enough.” The werewolf retorted cryptically, slowly raking his eyes up and down Jeongguk’s entire body, brazenly winking afterwards.
But then his flirtatious demeanour vanished in a split second and his voice dropped menacingly as he continued. “You’re probably wondering why you’re here and I’ll be happy to tell you. You are here to receive the suitable punishment for your misdeeds. There is one way out: lie to my face and convince me you’re not the vampire I’m looking for. That you are not the vampire that has tormented countless omegas over the past few months.” His glare was challenging, both of his eyebrows raised as he glared at him.
Jeongguk scoffed. “Tormented? I don’t have the faintest idea what you’re talking about. I only did some of them a favour by fucking them like they deserve! I bet I have more stamina than any of you boastful alphas.” Unless he was talking about something beyond his knowledge, that accusation was ridiculous.
Jimin gritted his teeth. “Do you know what happens to an omega in heat when you bite them in the neck?” The vampire kept quiet. Now that he put it that way, Jeongguk could imagine it. Admittedly, he had never given it a second thought.
“I think you do, but I don’t mind if you play dumb, so I can explain it to you in detail.” He spat, his voice laced with pure hatred. “They believe you’ve mated and in case you don’t know, werewolves mate for life. So when you finally ditch them and disappear, they think their mate is rejecting them, their wolves go haywire and the omegas lose their minds because they are unable to find you and win you back. It’s the worst thing you could possibly do to them, not that you care.”
Jeongguk snorted, trying to hide his unsettledness, but the uncertainty in his eyes and his tense posture proved him wrong. “I’m sure you’re exaggerating deliriously.” He countered dismissively in the futile attempt to downplay his actions.
“I don’t care whether you believe me or not. I’ll just make you pay for it and make sure you’ll never do it again.” He declared and started to unzip his pants, a predatory and threatening grin spreading over his features, his eyes never leaving the vampire.
“W-what are you up to?” Jeongguk queried with a wavering voice, utter confusion evident in his tone. What kind of punishment did the alpha have in mind? Why did he have to be naked for that? He wasn’t sure he liked where those thoughts were going.
“I’ll do what one does with naughty vampires: Impale them. But not with a wooden stake and not through your heart. A quick death is not what I want for you. Actually, I am against the death penalty in general. Instead, I’ll give you a taste of your own medicine.” With these words, he took off his pants and threw them carelessly into the next corner.
Jeonggus’ eyes widened. With no more fabric covering his body, either he’d gotten rid of his underwear at the same time or hadn’t worn any to begin with, he couldn’t overlook how well-endowed Jimin was and the alpha wasn’t even hard yet. It was virtually intimidating. He couldn’t help but wonder if all alphas had such huge cocks or if Jimin was an exception even among his own kind. And he intended to shove that thing inside of him? Erected? He doubted that even the most careful prepping would dilate him enough to take him. Not that it mattered because he wouldn’t let it happen anyway.
“And to keep up with the stamina you so arrogantly boasted about, I already took a potion to induce my cycle. You wanted to experience omegas in heat, now you get a taste of an alpha in rut too.” He promised while he broke away from the door frame. “But don’t worry, since it was artificially induced, I will be lucid at all times.”
“So basically you’re saying you need a potion to get one up? Maybe you should get that checked out by a doctor.” He replied mockingly, acting more confident than he actually felt right now. He definitely won’t let a stinky wolf have his way with him, irrespective of the fact that the werewolf in question wasn’t stinky at all. In fact, Jimin’s scent was so alluring that Jeongguk wouldn’t mind smelling it all the time; he would probably even buy it as a scented candle or body wash if it was offered anywhere, but that wasn’t the point.
“My poor dumb baby blood-sucker, I took the potion to be able to satisfy you properly.” Jimin clarified in a patronizing tone. “My normal refractory period would only allow me to fuck and knot you several times a day but in rut, I can do it every hour seven days a week if I want to. So rest assured, I’ll fuck that cockiness out of you.” He finished with a devilish lopsided grin.
Jeongguk gulped audibly. It was now or never. At the speed of light, the agitated vampire was at the front door and tried to pry it open, yet no matter how hard he shook or pulled, it wouldn’t budge, as if it was made of steel and not just wood. This circumstance seemed to confirm Jimin’s words and at the same time Jeongguk’s worst apprehensions. He was doomed. Without his usual strength, he wouldn’t be able to overpower a werewolf, let alone an alpha. Jimin would completely wreck him, one way or another.
His large eyes still fixed on the intractable door, he couldn’t see Jimin, but he heard him chuckle behind him. “It’s almost cute how you think you can get away from me. Just so you know, this is a special rut cabin, you can only open the door from the outside. But I love it when my prey puts up a fight.” Cursing under his breath, Jeongguk turned around to observe the werewolf’s next move, his back pressed against the door, ready to fend him off. He definitely wouldn’t go down without a fight.
Jimin licked his plump lips and inspected him with a scrutinizing gaze. He really looked at the immortal like he was merely his prey, a piece of meat he couldn’t wait to devour. Jeongguk’s never been chased like that before, but if he was being honest, it was kind of thrilling. Sue him, but for an immortal, life could get pretty repetitive and boring at some point. The unusual feeling sent a shiver down his spine and he was sure that Jimin could not only detect a little dread in his brown eyes but also another more covert emotion he wasn’t willing to name yet.
As if his patience was running out, the alpha suddenly walked towards him with brisk steps. Jeongguk tried to escape and, if not out of the cabin, then at least to the other end of the room or into the bathroom, but Jimin was quicker and grabbed his upper arms. He pinned him harshly against the wall by the door, his firm chest pressed against the vampire’s back. Jeongguk didn’t give up that easily though and tried to wriggle away. Hissing, he managed to elbow him in the stomach in the process, but that only made the other tighten his grip painfully. He growled and twisted the vampire’s arms until both of his wrists laid flat on top of each other on his back and then secured them in that position with handcuffs of some kind. Where he had conjured them up all of a sudden was a mystery to him, but he had bigger problems to worry about anyway.
With his arms fixed and his legs pressed against the wall, Jeongguk was nearly unable to move, much less strike back, incapable of doing anything to ward off Jimin’s wandering hands. One hand roughly groped his ass, the other slid around his waist to his crotch, palming his cock. Jimin’s mouth found its way to the vampire’s ear. He sucked the multiply pierced earlobe into his mouth before biting down hard, followed by a gentle flick of his tongue to ease the pain.
“You wanted to know the side effects of the potion I gave you, didn’t you?” He asked huskily, roaming his mouth down his neck next, altering between licking, sucking and ruthlessly biting his unblemished skin as if he was his favourite candy. “It makes you produce slick when you’re aroused and I bet you’re already leaking so much that your underwear is getting wet.”
Jeongguk immediately shook his head. “Definitely not. My briefs and my butt are drier than the desert.” He contradicted, despite the slowly arising bulge at the front of his pants that belied him, neither willing to admit he was indeed turned on by this novel cat-and-mouse game nor believing his body was capable of producing slick, potion or not.
“Drier than the desert, huh? Really?” Jimin parroted teasingly, clearly amused. “Let’s find out who’s right then.” He jeered, continuing to abuse his neck while simultaneously shoving a hand into the back of the vampire’s black leather pants, not hesitating to slide his warm fingers under the fabric of his underwear directly to his bottom crack.
Jeongguk inhaled sharply when he felt a finger circling his fluttering rim, not used to the foreign sensation. “Feels pretty wet to me.” The werewolf taunted. When the vampire only shook his head again in return, he tutted disapprovingly and began to smear the sticky liquid he’d gathered between his ass cheeks to prove him a liar. “Denying it doesn’t make it any less true, you know.” He rasped, putting more pressure on Jeongguk’s growing erection with the hand on the front of his body until he could barely suppress a groan.
“You like being treated roughly, don’t you? I bet you want to be manhandled too.” Jimin jibed further, obviously enjoying humiliating someone who was used to being the one in control. “Wanna know what you taste like?” He asked rhetorically, withdrew his slick-coated fingers and wiped them on Jeongguk’s lips without waiting for an answer, before he slid the glistening digits into his own mouth and licked them clean, humming appreciatively.
The vampire stared at him with wide eyes, too stunned to react and only licked his lips after he felt Jimin’s teeth against the nape of his neck, certain he wasn’t able to watch him doing it. Surprised, he recognized the taste of slick on his tongue, sweet and syrupy, with a fruity note that reminded him a little of tangerine. The thought overwhelmed him so much that he didn’t even realize Jimin had slid his hand back to the source until he abruptly pushed two fingers inside of him without any prior warning, eliciting another loud gasp from the vampire, partly in shock and partly in pain from the sudden stretch for which he had not been prepared. Barely giving him a chance to adjust, the werewolf started moving them inside of him rapidly, curling and scissoring them to open him up with no regard for his comfort. Futilely pulling on his restraints, Jeongguk couldn’t do anything but endure it.
Shortly after he finally got used to the intrusion and it even felt so good that he started pushing his hips back against his hand, Jimin pulled his fingers out of his hole, almost making him whine at the loss, followed by a quiet giggle which Jeongguk could hardly hear and rather feel due to the vibrations of the werewolf’s chest that was still pressed against his back. Moments later he grabbed his bound wrists, spun him around and shoved him roughly towards the centre of the room. He stumbled but managed to catch himself instead of landing face first on the duvet. Not that it made much of a difference as Jimin forcefully bent him over the edge of the bed that seemed higher than normal, as if it had been designed specifically for that purpose, and instantly pushed his head into the blanket.
While Jimin tried to pull down his tight pants, which he must have unbolted unnoticed while they were still standing by the door and he had been distracted by his deft fingers, Jeongguk tried to straighten up and shake him off, taking advantage of the fact that he could bend his legs more easily again. He tried to kick him backwards, to which the werewolf responded with such a hard spank on his meanwhile exposed buttocks that he guessed he would still be able to see and feel a red handprint in a few days, although that should actually be impossible.
As Jimin leaned over his hunched form, he could feel his huge hard-on against his ass and a composition of trepidation and curious anticipation spread through him, fear competing with arousal. He could feel the alpha’s warm breath on his cool skin as he whispered in his ear. “Be a good boy and stop struggling now, then I might consider prepping you more thoroughly before I wreck you.”
“Go to hell!” He responded through gritted teeth. He knew it would have been wiser to comply, but his pride prevented him from submitting, showcasing his bratty personality at the worst possible moment.
“Seems like we’re doing it the hard way then. You asked for it.” With that, he spread his buttocks to expose his entrance. Then he aligned the tip of his cock, grabbed the vampire’s hips and rammed his entire length into him in one powerful motion, squashing all the air out of his lungs.
“Fuck!” Jeongguk wheezed, tears springing to his eyes because of the burning sting. Two chubby fingers were nothing compared to the girth of the alpha’s large cock.
“You?” He asked with feigned innocence as if trying to finish a sentence the vampire hadn’t been able to complete. “Already at it!”
Without giving him any time to get used to the penetration, Jimin then started plunging in and out of his sore hole at a brutal pace right away, completely ignoring the fact that he wasn’t ready to take him, forcing his way in over and over, showing him not an ounce of mercy. Jeongguk could feel his engorged length dragging along his walls, the slick easing the glide considerably, yet for the first few minutes the pain of the hasty stretch outweighed any other feeling.
He didn’t know if Jimin wanted to distract him or just took a liking to his piercings, but he brushed his tongue along his outer ear after he licked the tears from the corners of his eyes and then played with the three metal hoops, tugging at his ear lobe with his sharp teeth, meanwhile never ceasing to bounce the vampire on his cock. “I’ll fuck you so well that you’ll never want to be fucked by anyone else ever again. And when you’re crying and begging for more, I’ll ditch you, just like you did with all those omegas, to let you know how it feels.” He pledged, a sinister edge to his voice, his thrusts becoming harder and deeper with every passing moment.
“That w-won’t happen.” Jeongguk managed to splutter with great effort. He couldn’t help but dissent. He might not be able to keep the tears from his eyes, but he’d rather bite his tongue off than beg the werewolf to fuck him. Just the thought was absurd, especially since he didn’t particularly enjoy bottoming at the moment. It wasn’t as painful any more as it had been in the beginning, his rim and insides finally accommodating to the dilation, but it didn’t exactly bring him much pleasure either.
“We’ll see.” Jimin said before straightening up again and hoisting the ass of the man beneath him, promptly causing the vampire to jolt and cry out in bliss. Due to the change of angle, he was now hitting his prostate with every snap of his skilled hips, coaxing a succession of high-pitched moans out of him. The incessant assault on his most sensitive bundle of nerves that had never been stimulated before was so overwhelming that he could no longer think straight. Now he got an idea why the alpha had sounded so confident in his prediction.
Jeongguk tried to fight it, not wanting to give Jimin the satisfaction of making him cum untouched, but faced with the precision with which the alpha met his prostate with every single stroke, he was powerless. The tension was building in his body and there was nothing he could do about it. And if he was honest, he didn’t want to either. His whole body was convulsing and his eyes were rolling back as a mind-blowing orgasm was ripped out of him with a loud scream. Still trembling, he realized he’d never come as hard in his entire life, neither as a human nor as a vampire.
So soon after his climax, his prostate was still extremely sensitive and he couldn’t bear the ongoing stimulation. Unfortunately, the alpha made no move to stop, continuing to constantly drive his cock in and out of him, fucking him into the mattress, nails sinking into his skin to hold him firmly in place, no matter how hard he squirmed and wreathed because of the intensifying pressure. “Please.” He pleaded with a muffled sob, without knowing what exactly he was even asking for.
“I thought you said you wouldn’t beg.” Jimin retorted derisively, his velocity unwavering. “I guess you’re not as good in bed as you thought you were, huh? Or are you just bad at bottoming? Anyway, I haven’t come yet, in case you haven’t noticed in your fucked-out state. And I will fuck you until I do, no matter how long it takes.”
Jeongguk was crying into the blanket and didn’t know how much longer he could take the overstimulation. Jimin wanted to push him over the edge again, that much was clear. Otherwise, it would have taken only a minimal change of their current position to give the vampire the much needed pause. He was cruel on purpose and they both knew it. The slightest touch on his neglected, still hard cock would make him cum again immediately, but the alpha had made sure he couldn’t touch himself or grind his crotch against the bed in search of friction. He had no choice but to wait until the tension slowly built up again, hoping that Jimin wouldn’t try to stave off his climax at the last second.
Thankfully, it didn’t take too long before he finally felt the tingling in his groin again that heralded his second release. He was so close that any further thrust could be the one that ended his suffering, whimpering in relief as a particularly hard snap eventually forced another orgasm out of him. He could feel his rim clenching uncontrollably around Jimin’s cock, eliciting a deep visceral moan from the alpha.
His pace became erratic, indicating that he was finally approaching his climax as well. Jeongguk was so out of it by now that he only vaguely noticed the growing swelling at the base of the other’s cock, not realizing that this was Jimin’s knot and that the alpha would most likely try to push it inside of him too. Not that he could have resisted anyway. He only registered that the other was about to knot him when the swelling started to catch on his abused rim that wasn’t nearly stretched enough to give in. However, that didn’t stop the werewolf from penetrating him further, prodding his pulsing knot against his entrance with increasing vigour until he could ultimately force it inside, locking them together.
Inflating even more inside of his warm walls, the vast stretch was so unforeseen and painful that Jeongguk passed out in the end, the last things he perceived were Jimin spilling inside of him with a low groan and the words he whispered in his ear as he collapsed on top of him.
“I’m gonna have so much fun with you, little vamp.”