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naesfilm · 17 days ago

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⏦ﾟ♡︎ crime . . . im nayeon x fem! reader

༯ synopsis : nayeon uncovers yet another body, not expecting it to be a trap . . .

༯ warnings : detective! omega! nayeon , criminal! omega! reader , degradation , knife play , hate - sex , rope play , gun play , overstimulation , bottom! nayeon , top! reader , bunny! hybrid nayeon , fox! hybrid reader

༯ word count : 3.4K - semi proof read

“Another one?” Im Nayeon whispered quietly, her tiny tail anxiously flicking behind her as she surveyed the lifeless body in front of her.

“Yeah…” A sigh comes from her partner, Hirai Momo. “I sent off some blood samples to Sana so we can get an identification for the woman, and Jeongyeon is already working on clearing the building out.”

Police sirens sounded a few blocks away, and Nayeon tore her eyes from the woman’s body in order to further survey the scene. “…what a mess,” She grimaced. “Our unsub must hate the crime scene cleaners.”

“Maybe he doesn’t want to erase his art.”

Turning, Nayeon caught the whiff of a strong Alpha’s scent. Instinctively, she ducked down. “Chief.”

Momo straightened as the woman brushed past Nayeon with a curt nod, and wandered straight to her— silence between them as her hand brushed against the other’s arm. “…are you hurt?”

“No, no. We were nowhere near it,” Momo whispered back just as softly. “Happened when we were a block away.”

Nayeon clears her throat.

Her chief, Park Jihyo, turns and then nods. “What’ve you got?”

“Same unsub as the last four murders, we think.” Nayeon’s ears flicked at the scene. “…wonder why he chose her.”

Jihyo offered a shrug. “A killer's mind is too complex to know,” She turned back to Momo, gently grabbing her hand. “Head home.”

“But-“

“Head. Home.”

The Alpha’s words were not to be challenged. Even Momo knew that.

Slowly, the blonde left the room- leaving Nayeon with the familiar bear hybrid. “…you should be more open with her at crime scenes,” She spoke slowly. “Momo’s clumsy, but she’s not stupid.”

“I know,” Jihyo replied stiffly— glancing away. “But…you never know. I won’t risk my girlfriend over some sick in the head psycho.”

“Harsh.”

“Deserved.”

“Right.” Nayeon sighs heavily, taking a step toward the bed. It was a sole hotel room, the door on the left leading to the bathroom, and the door on the right leading back to the hall. There were a few scratches on the door handle outside, and the covers of the bed were in disarray.

Jihyo watched her detective closely piece together the crime, and gave her a few minutes before speaking. “Give it to me.”

“…The unsub broke in through the door, causing the woman to panic- there was some fighting,” Her hand brushed against a wall, a small and barely noticeable scratch there. “At some point, the unsub grabbed her. She grabbed the wall but was pulled away and thrown on the floor.”

“How did the downstairs room not hear?”

“Thick carpets or- or maybe the unsub knocked the woman out and brought her to the floor.” Nayeon squinted. “Either way, he stabbed her twice in the stomach and did a slash across her throat.”

“…That’s passionate,” Jihyo frowned. “Precise, but passionate. She knew him.”

“Or he knew her,” Nayeon offered. “…maybe she didn’t give him the attention he wanted. Could have been a brush of shoulders in a coffee shop— or maybe they sat on the same train. Unsub becomes fixated, victim becomes…well, the victim.”

Jihyo sucked in a breath and nodded, bear ears lying flat against her head. “Possibility. It’s all speculation until we get some insight on any DNA left over.”

“Yeah,” The bunny looks at the time and sighs. “We’ll send the body off and swab the place. Get forensic on the phone and put a rush on our samples?”

“Sounds like a plan,” Jihyo moves to the door, stopping to lay a hand on Nayeon’s shoulder. “…make sure you get home safe. Okay?”

“Always do.”

—

“Nothing.”

It was a disappointing answer to say the least. Nayeon stood carefully behind Sana, watching the computer screen over and over. “You’re—“

“Yes, I'm sure.” The brunette spins her chair around and looks up. “There’s no DNA besides the victims. Not a strand of hair, or fleck of spit or sweat. It’s as if a ghost did it.”

“Damnit.”

Sana’s brows pinch to concern when the Bunny moves away, leaning against the wall.

“Hey,” She whispers, standing and walking over. “Take a deep breath— things don’t always go according to plan but that doesn’t mean all hope is lost..” She rests a small, pale hand on Nayeon’s side.

Nayeon looks down at the hand and whispers, closing her eyes. “Come on, don’t do that…”

Sana frowns, slipping her hand away.

“Why can’t I touch you anymore?”

“Sana, come on—“

“It was one night.” Pleads the hamster hybrid. “I told you, it meant nothing. We were drunk—“

“You were on the clock.”

“Tzuyu was too!” Sana turns defensive. “It wasn’t just my mistake, alright? She was on the clock too.”

“Just—“ Nayeon steps back, rubbing her head. “Put a rush on the DNA, and don’t- mention that again.”

Sana frowns tightly. But, she slowly nods her head in agreement. “I’ll…tell Jihyo any of my findings.”

—

“That’s your fifth cup.”

Nayeon slides the drink away, eyes flitting to Myoui Mina. “Mina—“ She sighs, setting the drink down. “Is this an intervention over my coffee habits?”

“No, but that is your fourth cup.”

“So?”

“So..” The snow leopard hybrid slips off the table, wandering behind Nayeon and resting her hands on her shoulders. “Go home.”

“What?”

“I heard Jihyo tried to send you home early at the crime scene too,” Mina whispers softly. “Does she know you’re even here, right now?”

“…”

“That’s what I thought.”

Her languid tail sways, gently hitting against the floor due to its length. Nayeon softens in her touch and says nothing for a few, long moments, before finally— she releases a sigh. “Okay, fine. I’ll head home.”

“Are you lying to me?”

“Would I lie to you?”

“Yes.”

“Well I’m not,” Nayeon grumbled, disgruntled by how quick she agreed. “I need to eat anyway, and sober up this caffeine.”

Mina gazes at her, before nodding and moving away. “I’ll let you go then. When you come back tomorrow, we’ll tell you the lab results.”

“…” Nayeon eyed the floor but nodded curtly. “See you then.”

—

Nayeon did not go home.

In fact, she’d wounded up back in the room where it happened— staring at the blood stained carpet. There was a ‘why’ that was nagging her. Why here? It was so public, the hotel itself was booked that night. Why her? The unsub hadn’t shown any relationship to…anyone really.

The constant questions looped in Nayeon’s brain as she crouched, surveying the floor quietly.

The soft pit pat of water from the sink dropped down the drain filled her ears, along with her occasional breaths. The hotel had been shut down- condemned even, for the time being. The only people here were police officers on the roof, and some outside in order to keep people away.

“Damn.” Nayeon sighed, standing up and shaking her head. That coffee was slowly wearing off, a tiredness taking over her. She paused to close her eyes— resting her head in her hand.

Everything was so quiet.

The water.

The city.

The quiet humming from the bed.

Wait-

“You know, I really enjoy this game of cat and mouse we play.”

Nayeon’s hands are quick, reaching for her gun and pointing it at the unsub but— her gun isn’t there. You are. On the bed, relaxing casually- tail gently swaying as you spun the black pistol around playfully.

Nayeon’s shoulders hesitate to drop as an embarrassed hue rests on her cheeks. How did she not notice you here? How did she not feel her gun being slipped from its holder?

“How did you-“

“The door was open.”

“There are agents downstairs—“

“Are there?” You cock your head and a sort of dread settles in the pit of Nayeon’s stomach. “I didn’t see any.”

The bunny shifts- ears lowering. “What did you do to them?”

“What do you think?”

“You’re a monster—“

“I’m a realist.” With a shrug of your shoulders you’re on your feet, walking over to Nayeon and circling her like prey. The bunny trembles. “Be real, a minute, Detective Im. Half of those men probably weren’t good people anyway.”

“They had families—“

“So did every serial killer, like me.” The way you spoke, icy yet controlled- it rolled a shiver through the brunette. “Yet, here we are.”

A scoff bubbles up. “Are you trying to relate to other humans right now? You’ve killed eight!”

“Yeah and if you keep talking you’ll be the ninth.”

Nayeon’s hands stiffened, clenching at her sides. You’ve shifted behind her now- making the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. “…what do you want from me?”

“Why do you assume I want something?”

“Because I should be dead already, and I’m not.”

“Maybe I like toying with my prey?”

“Typical fox-“

“Watch your tongue.” Your body pressed suddenly into the back of hers- and Nayeon’s breath hitched instantly. A smirk tugged on your lips. “Oh?”

Nayeon grit her teeth. “Stop-“

“Stop what?” The gun raised— softly pressing against Nayeon’s throat and tracing downward as she pushed her head up. “You’re the one getting flushed over a few touches.”

“No i’m not—“

“Really?”

The gun's barrel dragged down slowly, resting atop Nayeon’s shirt. It made the bunny suck in a breath — her hand jumping to grab your wrist as her ears flinched.

Your free hand laid gently on Nayeon’s waist. “Such a pretty bunny,” You cooed. “It would be a shame to let you go to waste…”

“What are you going to do, then?”

Your lips quirk. “What do you want me to do?”

Nayeon’s body shivers. She swallows thickly, feeling a conflicted amount of wanting your touch but also wanting to push away from it. Despite it all, Nayeon glares back, feeling the gun tugging her shirt down. “This changes nothing,” She whispers softly- body softening. “I’m still me. E-Even if..”

“Even if what?”

She looks down— shoulders going slack and gently easing her jacket off. “…Even if I like it.”

Your tail sways and then curls around her— the gun being tossed away as your hands move to her shirt and pull it up and off— lips coming down like a hot iron against her skin. Nayeon whimpers, eyes shutting as warm, wet kisses are placed across her jaw and down her juncture— a teasing nibble following.

“S-Shit—“

Your hands move to her jeans— greedily unbuckling them and stuffing your hand down. Nayeon had bucked forward— gently falling on all fours on the bed as you pressed into her from behind. Her tiny tail wagged the second your fingers made contact with her slick— a soft whine falling.

Oh, how it excited you.

Your tail wagged excitedly. “You’re so wet..” Your voice was low and soft, as your middle and ring fingers pressed together and found Nayeon’s clit— rubbing slowly.

Nayeon grit her teeth. “..f-fuck-“

“Such a potty mouth..” Your free hand slipped to hers— your body more so covering hers as you laced your hand with hers and guided your hips slowly against her. “Be good, little omega…”

The bunny whimpered.

“Don’t act like you aren’t one too- I can s-smell it on you-“

“Heh, yet here we are.” You purposely let your fingers pinch her clit, rolling it slowly and watching as shivers coated her body.

“Fuck-“ She groaned, squeezing her eyes shut. “I don’t even know your name-“

“As if I’d tell you that, Detective Im.” You chuckled in her ear, softly nibbling down on the long fluffy appendage. Nayeon was like a river at that- gushing more slick to coat your fingers. “You dirty girl, you liked that-“

“Don’t s-speak to me in such a manner-“ A sharp whine left her- your fingers rubbing through her folds and to her entrance. “W-Wait-“

“What’s wrong, bunny?” You nuzzled her ear, grinning. “Overwhelmed?”

“G-God…” Nayeon squeezes her eyes shut, head spinning as your fingers swiftly enter her, a groan tumbling from your lips.

“Just like that, bunny,” You husked, slipping your fingers in and out of her cunt- feeling it stretch slightly around your knuckles in an almost hypnotic way. “God damn..”

Nayeon moans, a pretty noise, and leans down- shyly resting her head on the pillow and looking back at you- cheeks flushed and a parang leaving her lips as she’s fucked. It’s a beautiful sight; having this well known detective on her knees and submissively getting her little pussy pounded by your fingers- and while you wanted to fully enjoy it, you knew she’d have you like this pretty soon too.

“O-Oh, fucking hell…” Nayeon bucked her hips— feeling your fingers practically caress her inner walls, as your thumb slipped to play with her achy clit too. She hated to admit it, but you knew full well what you were doing. “F-Fuck I’m gonna—“

It hit her like a damn brick— her body spasming as your fingers curled inside expertly. A wave of her scent hit the room, and you smirked triumphantly— greedily leaning in and sniffing. The sweet peony scent was maddeningly addictive and nearly drove you insane.

Nayeon panted, trying to regain herself before she was suddenly flipped over- your fingers leaving her and moving to tug her shoes, pants, and underwear off completely. Nayeon flushed. “H-Hey—!”

You stopped, meeting her gaze and-

Nayeon’s heart fluttered. “…b-be more gentle..”

“Hm,” You nodded wordlessly, reaching up and slipping her shirt up and off. Her pale skin was revealed and you reveled in it— leaning in and kissing at the expanse of her stomach. Nayeon trembled- head going back as your warm lips came again to her skin. God, it was all so overwhelming, and she was still twitching post-orgasm.

“So fucking soft…” Your voice came, lips trailing up to her covered breasts. They weren’t covered for long— not when you reached back and undid her bra— pulling it from her and practically burying your face in her chest. The warmth of her body made you groan, and Nayeon’s hand shot to lace in your hair when your lips met her stiffened nipples- a needy moan leaving her lips.

“F-Fuck..”

Her chest practically preened closer to your lips, warming up under your tongue's gentle assault. Licking, biting, sucking- you did it all.

And Nayeon was merely taking it all, ears flat as she pressed more and more into your touch. When you pulled away, she whined, the cold air attacking her chest instantly. “P-Please-“

Her hips raised again.

What a needy bunny.

Your hands reached lazily in your back pocket- fishing out a bit of rope, and the sight of Nayeon’s eyes comically widening just about made you laugh. You were swift, as any fox would be, in prying her arms apart and lacing them to the bannisters, doing the same with her legs until she was on display for you.

“There we go,” You pulled away, admiring your work with a slight smirk. “You almost look pretty like this~”

“F-Fuck you..” Nayeon whispered, though her hips still raised desperately.

You raised a brow. “I mean, you can, if you behave.”

Nayeon shut up quickly.

“There’s a good bunny…” Your kisses were back, trailing down her tummy. Your hands stretched to rub her pretty thighs, teasing her. Nayeon was heavily overstimulated; her nipples were hard and aching from being wet and cold due to the air, and her aching core was clenching around nothing- aching to be filled again.

Her need forced her scent out again, which you greedily drank up.

“That’s it,” Your voice husked. “Scent the room up. Let everyone know how much of a slut you are…”

Oh god.

Why’d you have to talk to her like that?

You had to know it got a girl like her going—

“God, you’re fucking soaked— you liked that, didn’t you?” You scoff— when did you get down there?!

Your head was right near her cunt- breath fanning over her folds and making her attempt to shimmy closer with all her might. Just the sight of you down there— fuck, it drove her insane. Your ears pinned back, those puppy eyes looking at her, that tail swaying behind you so teasingly…

Maybe foxes weren’t that bad.

“Please,” Nayeon whispered, voice softened as she raised her hips. “I-I need you…”

God.

“You’re such a desperate thing, it’s really quite pathetic.” Your voice drawled, hand teasing her by rubbing right near her core but never touching it. Nayeon felt hate and desire burn. You were pissing her off but you were also turning her on so fucking much.

Finally, your lips parted and Nayeon’s head fell back again, tail eagerly wagging under her as your tongue swirled her aching clit. “Fuck…” She cursed, pressing up into your mouth.

Languid, almost lazy, slicks of your tongue made her damn near see stars. The feeling of it rolling through her folds so teasingly, that achy feeling swelling up in her stomach as you practically played with her— Jesus. You were so, so good.

“Mmph..fuck—“ The brunette whimpered, rolling up into your mouth as-

“Who’s up here?”

Nayeon stilled.

As did you.

Nayeon knew that voice. Damnit, damnit, damnit — that nosy raccoon!

“Hey wait-“ A sniff. “Nayeon? Are you in here?” The knob jiggled and tried to open but- when was the door even shut? When was it locked?

You looked up from her cunt— shrugging and lapping again. Oh god. You couldn’t be serious. “H-Hey wait-“ Nayeon whispered, panicked. “D-Don’t do that—!”

“Huh? Are you okay?”

Fuck fuck fuck—

“I-I’m fine..! Just- go home Momo!” Nayeon winced— not because she just lied to her best friend, but because the ruthless killer between her legs had just thrusted her tongue is side. “Oh fuck..”

“Nayeon?? I’m really worried— Why are you in here?” Momo tugged the door again. “And why is the door locked? You know you’re not supposed to lock crime scenes when—“

“D-Damnit, Momo, go home!” A shout.

The door stopped.

Even you raised a brow, impressed by the bunny as your tail swayed- tongue fucking in and out of her. She was getting more wet. Turned on by her friend being nearby? How interesting…

“L-Look I-“ Nayeon sighs, biting her lip and bucking into your mouth. “Jihyo will worry if you don’t head home soon—“

“But what about you?”

Nayeon almost wanted to groan, but if she did it would come out 100% as a moan and blow her cover. “I-I…ah..fuck, I’m okay— go home-“

There seemed to be hesitance, but the sound of Momo shuffling away could be heard. You pulled away then, smirking up at her. “Dirty bunny, you liked that, huh?”

“S-Shut up—“

“You got so wet…~”

Nayeon glared in her flush, and you chuckled, leaning in and pushing your tongue back in- watching her instantly buck up- tugging against her ropes greedily. “P-Please—“

“Mm,” You noises into her cunt, eyes narrowing as your tail wagged quicker. Nayeon was getting close again, you could feel it— and her scent was getting much, much thicker.

“I-I’m…!”

You change quickly, shifting to pull your tongue out and sit up, replacing it with your fingers and pounding back into her. “Good girl, fuck..you’re so fucking dirty—“ The lewd words and even lewder noises bounced off the walls, sending Nayeon into a needy spiral. How were you so damn good?

“Come on, cum for me…”

And she did.

Blindingly so.

Like a hot iron had been dropped, Nayeon came with a jolt— legs softly spasming and a loud moan falling as her head fell all the way back and—

Click!

Her eyes opened. A camera was poised in your hand, a smirk on your lips as the little polaroid pushed its way out.

“W-Where did—“

“Just a keepsake~ Now, don’t get too distracted, it’s my turn.”

—

“What’s wrong with you?” Jeongyeon squinted, pup ears pressed down as Nayeon fell into her seat the next morning. The pup’s nose turned up. “God- what is that scent?”

“I…”

Nayeon reached up and ran a hand through her hair, gulping and shaking her head. “It’s nothing, get to work.” She looked down at her desk, gently opening her drawer and— shoving it shut.

The noise made Momo jostle across her. “Hey- What was that about?”

“Nothing-!”

But the bunny was fully redfaced.

How did you-

When did you-

Sitting in her drawer was the polaroid, a little note written on the bottom.

‘Catch me if you can, Miss Im~’