#bad writing bad direction bad acting poor continuity awful sound mixing

[dandylion-virtual-adventurer]

~ Vows & Vengeance ~

[dylanxmin]

covered in you ∣ J.JK

while your boyfriend having a casual play date with his mates, you decided to go horny.

pairing; jeon jungkook x reader 

genre; smut, porn without plot(bc why not)

rating; m

warnings; teasing, slapping(face;), curse words, biting, light dom/sub tones, dom!jk, sub!reader, handjob, oral(m), cum eating, choking(on dick), drooling, sloppy blowjob, face fucking(:), exhibitionism?, and sorry unedited:(,, 

word count; 3k+

a/n; well, yeah.. im little bit turned on by jungkook and basically throwing my eagerness on here. i have no idea about games but here 7 pages long filth for you, lol. i need to make a whole masterlist for sudden!jk thirst bc i always end up writing sloppy smut out of nowhere lol. so hope y’all gonna love this, and feedbacks always, always appreciated. love y’all ♡

It was silent, beside the rhythmed ticks of the clock, hanging lightly on the wall. An annoying reminder for you how many minutes had passed alone on the couch, staring at the screen that vibrates low voices, loud as humming, but enough to tingle behind your head. Warm brown couch almost captured your body as you were sitting on the same spot for more than two hours now. Figures of the body almost printed flawlessly on the wide cushion. Finger tapping at your chin simultaneously with every beat of the clock. You sit there, completely still, annoyed, and highly bored. Weather is now gleaming dark, lightened by the skinny street light. It was different from the moment you placed yourself on the couch. With that, a groan left your throat, how much time had passed got your dander up as you eyed the black door. Tongue licking the base of your lip, curling it between your teeth to nib. Soft sigh left your nostrils when you decided to wait no more. Now, it was time to put up a show. 

Of course it wasn’t just because you were annoyed, bored or equally got horny out of nowhere. Well, there is always a little chance of it but there is no need to discuss it. 

‘‘No, hyung NO!’’ respectfully discombobulated grunt find you when the hand grabbed the knob of the door. Voice flushing a biten smile at your face, grunt continued, equal a wail. ‘‘Not there of course. ‘M at top. Yeah, yeah, c’mere. I’m waitin’ ’’ cute, desperate whines hurries you further to crush the door right away but with a shaky breath, you let the brisk rousing slip away and turn the knob as humanly as you can. Furious tappings, thin sounds rising, mixing with the boy’s grunts as breaking the silence. 

You taken aback. 

For a full three minutes you stayed still only to watch, observe the familiar movements of the boy, back muscles excrescently visible under the black tee. And yeah, you stared at them in awe. Freakingly heart stopping act of him that he does unintentionally. Though, it did not stop you from having dark, soaked panties. Shaking the head right to the left to gather the senses back nearly helped you as you closed the door. Not forcing yourself to be quiet as under the headphones you knew he won’t hear a thing, still without knowing why, you tiptoed to get him. Biting the beaming smile, you knelt beside his ridiculously priced game chair. Too oblivious to the action going on right beside him, the dark haired boy grunts once again. Adding another drip to your stomach to gather your arousal as he kicked the table lightly, but it was enough for you. Aggressive enough to hitch your breath. 

‘‘I swear to-GOD TAEHYUNG STOP TROLLING THE GAME FOR FUCK SAKE!’’ 

A sharp greed stirring to your spin when the thick vein throbbed visibly on his neck, and stayed there for the good usage of your cravings. Guess seeing your boyfriend furious over a game is a turn on now. You refuse to be the only one who feels that. There must be more freaks like you. Because it was hot. Staying still as you knelt beside him, just a little bit behind of his chair, it was getting hard not to act obviously. As every passing minute increased the charming desperation, you tried to pressure it back with a brush of your legs. Not much, but it worked enough until the inhuman growl decided to leave his throat. Fuck, what was that again. It sounded beautiful, impelling. As you fucking whimpered loud enough for your ears. Nipples brushing the fabric, as they freed from the tight grip of your bra after the first moment you had that nailing urge. They almost irked back, burning hot behind your tee. And the highly focused boy startled with the touch of your fingers touching timidly at his arm. 

‘‘Huh,’’ soft breath mixing under the air, he opened his mouth once, closed, and opened once again but couldn’t utter a voice as focus gathered on the monitor. As angry voice reached you by the headphones, you understood why he couldn’t focus on you. ‘I said boss you fucker-JK what the hell are you doing?’ If you kneeling beside him, darting your eyes on him isn’t enough for him to focus on you, then you would gladly do more. Jimin could suck his own dick as he just ruined the moment you were about to play. Thrill spilling inside, you licked your lips. It sounded like a challenge. 

And you accepted. 

You giggled at yourself after passing over by his legs to curl into the space left behind his legs. Rather than expected, below the desk wasn’t that suffocating as you thought. Lighted fairly, air semi-fresh, you could hang in here. Well, hornyness weighed more than a good space to stay. It caused no harm, too. 

When you looked up after the restless shift of your boyfriend, you witnessed the firm head shake. Even though you love to play the oblivious, you knew what it meant. It was ‘no’, a severe one. 

Yet, it was a little too late for that. 

You already take this as a challenge and you had no intention to stop now. And by tearing his eyes away from you to land it on the monitor did not help you. Only increased the silly jealousy as you leaned a bit to lift his tee. Tail of the black fabric welcomed the fingers who’s about to pat the tanned skin, light as much, soft as much as they could. Right after fingertips meeting with his muscled stomach, they tighten, scoff blurting out of him as a reflex. Too bad that he can’t do anything about making you stop, as that would mean they could and probably would lose the game and they all will blame him. And Jungkook, never, ever lost a game. Or caused a lost. Also too bad for him as you knew him too deep. 

‘JK come to the mid.’ as the request didn’t get the expected return, the same voice echoed once again. Angry this time. ‘Kook you on?’

It took a minute for him to heal himself from the teasing touch you gifted. Darkness lightened by the blue, pink, and shade of the soft yellow, falls onto his face. His façade edged even more with the shades contouring his features, he looked god ish. Knot appeared between his brows after feeling the nails digging, tracing a track down until they reached to his crotch. Dick stayed half hard. Giggling you eyed him, caring his stomach until his muscles eased back. Contrary to the curses you heard through his headphone, you leaned till the tip of your nose brushed his velvety skin on the stomach. Choked breath coming out of him as you started to put soft, caring kisses all the way above the head of his sport short. From left to right, you kissed, wetted with each lick you gave as he tightened his muscles on the thighs. 

‘‘F-fuck,’’ he hushed out, too afraid to be heared by his friends because how the hell he could explain this. Exactly, he couldn’t. Murmuring satisfiedly, tongue trailed all the way up, stopped licking when you reached below the belly-button of him. Rather choose to circle your tongue around it, carefully slow. As no one needed to rush anything. 

‘You yelled at me but who is trolling NOW JUNGKOOK!’ 

You had to cover your mouth to prevent your laugh from going out. It was semi funny and semi exciting as the idea of your friends understanding what you were doing and how much you were affecting him. It was harmless to fantasies, but you had no idea how you would feel if it turned real. Still, it was rousing. 

‘‘FUCK. O-okay, okay.’’ the captured boy hissed out, fighting with the urge to kick you aside. Both because he didn’t know how you would react, and also, it was feeling good. Your fingers, tongue, lips felt amazing. Warm against his skin. So he didn't intend to lose it so quickly. ‘‘ ‘M just a bit confused. M okay, let’s get it.’’ 

Yeah, let’s get it. 

Fingers digging in theirs and yours one of the favorite spots of him after his doe looking eyes, and easily scrunched nose. His thighs. Thick, built, smooth thighs that you adored so damn much. Hiking up the cloth up, you resist the need of biting them down. Slowed circles were much better at first, and he was already tensed as one of his knees smacked high only to meet with the hardwood. It’s play time so you could take as much as time you want. Plus, he was kinda tied down by the chair so you could use this for the good usage. 

‘‘Ah. Nuh, no, not him hyung. FUCK!’’ Jungkook’s guttural cry left his lungs as the soft circles left their place to wet kisses, and then a harsh bite right on his inner thigh. Hard enough to leave a mark, but light, too, as the mark almost disappeared right away. Sloppy, wet licks tried to heal the bruise immediately, as you worked on him. His moans hit the very needy spot, made you clench around nothing to drip even more. Poor core pulsed, pulsed, pulsed until you couldn’t take more and spilled out a weak mewl. It reflected all the desperation you had, and the gamer couldn’t control his mouth before spitting a brutal slut right at your direction. Nails digging deeper on his thighs, you like the way how that word rolled out from his plushed lips. Attacking right into your spine. Yes, yes, yes, yes, was all you could think. You were a slut, indeed. But, of course, his teammates had no idea about what was going on here, as an offended shriek filled the room right after what Jungkook said. 

‘DID YOU JUST CALLED ME A SLUT?’ you could recognize Jimin’s extra thickened voice, and you giggled while putting now less soft kisses all over his thigh. ‘JUNGKOOK SPEAK. NOW’ and you bite his flesh once again, right when he was about to answer the man on the line. 

‘‘N-Ahhhh! No, no.’’ his fingers curled around your hair immediately, out of conscious. He locked his gaze on you after tilting your head a little back. Expression hardened, his jaw twitched. ‘‘I was talking with the slut that almost killed me.’’ you sobbed as the wave of hunger hit you on the right spot, after his hand left you with a semi slap on your cheek. It wasn’t enough, it didn’t even blushed the skin but you choked anyway. More, more, more of that slap is all you need at the moment. You knew that for sure. 

And you will earn those by the work of your mouth, tongue, and palm. As much as help you can get to reach the euphoria you want at the heat of the moment. 

To soothe the now reddened flesh inside of his thigh, you licked once, twice and once again. Every touch of the warm, wet muscle earned another squirm by the boy who tried very hard to focus on the game. Though, it was obvious that he was failing because voices rising from the headphones gave the clue of how he sucked at keeping a clear game. No lie, you like the effect you had on him. Has him hissing with a jerk of his knee, brought claps to the back of your head. Like you just win a prize. 

It seemed a bit like that. 

‘‘No.’’ Jungkook pleaded, eyes not on you but the shake of his head was, indeed, for you. As your fingertips hooked under the waistband of his short, cold tips of your fingers startled him as he was burning, flesh blooming hot. To his dismay, you felt a little rebellious today. Ready to take the risk of getting the kick, as you shoved his short down, forcefully. His clothed parts unfolded slowly. However, the kick never landed, the only reaction was him holding his ass a bit high to help you on making him naked. Muscles straining, his shaft meets with air. Hanging above his legs, all the stimulation had him angry red. Precum glistening on the tip, ready to spill all over his thighs, on the chair. 

You gulped. ‘‘Fuck,’’ now it was your turn to curse, as his dick never failed to surprise you. While waiting hard, thick, and crimson. Mouth watering view went straight to your core to poke the arousal now begin to drip. Wetting your lips to match them with your mouth and his tip, meager grab of your palm meets with his dick. It has Jungkook cursing more, an aggressive fist dropped on the wooden desk. He thrusts once out of habit, but immediately stays still. The boy’s face blooming scarlet, it was enough for you to gather your courage to dive in. As his body was craving you without any doubt. 

‘‘Mid-ahhh!’’ 

Full fist squeezed around the base of his shaft has the gamer crying out loud. It made your breath hitch. Jungkook speechless. Loaded dire placed on your stomach, yet it wasn’t unpleasant. Rather, hair stands on the edge, chest writhe in need. It was too pleasant. Too dreamy. A gasping view. 

But you couldn’t hold back, and leaned in. Wet tongue touches the base of his head, you blow air after moistening the place good. It could have been twitched without your tight firm, rather, he moaned. Then freezed. Momentarily joy died in his stomach as he remembered his friends were on the other side of the line. Eyes shut tight, he waited for them to yell or accuse him for something unmistakably obvious. You giggled at his fear, as he opened one eye below the furrowed brows. Carefully as afraid to make a sudden move. Unlike his terror, nothing happens. The other two boys continue to play without saying anything, but Jungkook finds it suspicious. Even though he was relieved. 

Not for so long though, as now the tongue starts to circle around the head of his cock. Small whimpers held back by him but you were bolder to spill them. Feeling hot, heavy between your lips, you like to suck him so much. Maybe too much as Jungkook pushed his hips high. So you continued, now almost half of him in your mouth. It was hard for you to take him at once, as the boy had the biggest one you ever laid on eye. Thick, also. Palm isn’t enough to cover him fully, when you dared. So you take your time while his nostrils breathe heavily. Precum becomes one with the salvia around his cock, you whined happily at the taste. It was always pleasant. Always tasty. 

Nails digging in the naked skin, you bobbed your head down. Throat stretching well around his stabbing tip. But you had no mercy on yourself or shame while diving deeper. Tip of your nose almost touches his pubes, a strangled hum broke out by the throat. And it has his dick twitch deep down in your throat. Which another broken moan rises from you as he was equally horny as much as you. Fingers ached to find your pulsing clit, but you stopped yourself before even daring as this was about him. And only him. Rather than touching your pussy, you grabbed his waist. Shape of his body always turned you on, same as now. You mewled while moving after adjusting your breath. 

Jungkook bites down his lips, too afraid to make another voice, challenge his change. Instead, he grabbed tight his mouse, almost crashing it. Ball of longing crawling onto his chest, stomach, all over his body while you keep the work of your mouth, tongue so good. It was stirring, heart stopping for both of you. Every swirl of your tongue, every hollow move of your cheeks drive him closer. Little by little, he felt the nudging delight getting closer and closer. And if you could, you would come undone, too, as the whole thing was too affecting. 

‘‘Stay.’’ hand grabbing the back of your head, you freezed cock so deep in your throat. As the command was too sudden, a slap found your stretched cheek after you swallowed out of habit. 

‘‘Hnngg,’’ you protest but do not dare to move, knowing it would be fatal. For you and the poor throat. Tongue waiting below his dick, feeling the pulse of his thick vein, you stayed there. Even though you practised many times breathing from your nose while mouth full, after long minutes, it was getting slightly disturbing. Not uncomfortable but unachievable for you. Butterflies burning one by one from the fire rising by your chest, you wait one, two, three minutes more until Jungkook shifts his hips. Only to choke you even more with his cock, rough beg of a moan stealing by your lungs, you wrenched under his hold. 

Hands finding the support by his waist, you let him move his dick in your throat. Not that you had much of a choice. Muffled noises leaving your chest, his thrust was hard enough to try your gag reflex. 

Eyes getting teary, you were drooling even more every time your nose hit his stomach. Wet sounds gurgled with every pressure of his cock, tears now mixed by tears on your chin. Creating a pool on his thighs and the dark leather. But you never tried to go back, stayed there like a good girl he wanted, let him use you face for a quick fuck. It was satisfying for both of you. 

His abs clenched, unclench as a warning. He was about to cum, and it had you whine even louder. You wanted to taste him, gulp down everything he gifts you, and lick him clean. Strong, hot hunger raised with every push as you were going to eat his cum like your last meal. Because it tasted like that. Delicious, salty, and warm all around your tongue, teeth. You clenched around nothing once again and held your position as Jungkook started to cum with a heavy groan. 

‘‘Fuck, fuck, FUCK!’’ no one mattered, as he was bursting white deep down on your hot, drooling throat. Thrill clouded his mind as he moaned loud, hard, and obvious while spurting, adding a new color to your throat. 

Jungkook continued to cum, dripping thick and hot. And you swallowed every one of them, eagerly, messily. Slurping, licking him clean when he dropped by his high. When every inch of his dick gleamed glossy, and cleared from his cum, you were satisfied when taken you head back after his big grip let you. You smiled ear to ear as the tired bliss beamed his face. It never stopped being fluttering when he looked so proud of you. Heavy breaths of yours cut harshly when headphones almost vibrate with the intense scream. 

‘IF YOU DONE FUCKING GOD KNOWS WHERE OF Y/N, CAN YOU FUCKING GO BACK TO THE GAME, YOU FUCKING FUCK!’ 

Jimin’s voice had you two freeze, but after Teahyung started to laugh loud, almost wheezing, Jungkook and you joined him. But Jimin didn’t. As they were losing the game. And he was competitive as much as Jungkook. But right now, your boyfriend had something distracting. So he chuckled before landing an eye on you and smirked. 

‘‘Sorry, but I need to reward my girl.’’ he cocked a brow, hand moving to close the game. ‘‘As you all heard, she did a pretty good job. Right, baby?’’ 

Between Taehyung’s laughs and Jimin’s curses, your heart fluttered at the praise. It was all you needed, all you wanted from him. You watched him carefully while he put his headphones on the desk, corner of the lip curling high. A finger pointed at you, you wait for his word. 

‘‘Now, be a good girl, and turn your ass over here.’’ you cooed at his demand, wiggled your ass and presented him. Panties already soaked, you were needy as always. And he was feeding you good with his filthy words. ‘‘I’m gonna fuck you so good, so hard that you will afraid even to knock my door again when I’m playing.’’ 

With a harsh smack landing on your cheek, you were sure of that. ‘‘Yes, please.’’ 

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[starboyjxmin]

Angel (Jungkook x Reader) Pt. 2

Synopsis: You were in love with the stars but sadly, was kept apart from them thanks to mathematical equations that made it impossible for you to touch them. They were the South and you were the East, always together but never touching. Until a curious hybrid becomes the bridge and eventually, your personal galaxy infested with stars.

Warnings: Bit of Angst, Fluff, Mentions of Abuse and Childhood Trauma, Mentions of Smut, Kinda Blood Play (I’m sorry)

Genre: Romance, Hybrid

Word Count: 5,276

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Maybe the galaxy is one unity and in its eyes, it holds the stars. Maybe the universe was just one person.

"Why are you always looking at me?" Jungkook tugged on his collar as he sat on the floor of the living room, watching a superhero movie that was honestly boring you. Despite how many times you had told him that he could sit on the couch with you, he would politely refuse and mutter how he would be punished. It was confusing as to why he thought he would be punished for something you tried to make clear to him that was okay, and who was it that would punish him because he wasn't your son or pet. But then again, he sort of was.

"I'm sorry." You were forced to turn your attention from the bunny hybrid to the TV. You were never a huge fan of Batman, to say the least but Jungkook could feel your eyes on him, which clearly discomforted him enough to talk, something he rarely did. You watched as the disturbed man did with his ways in Gotham by having a good night job and a shit day job that made him seem like he was pimping himself out in a way. Jungkook would let out a few gasps or if he was very excited, he seemed giddy. You noticed that he would slowly get near your legs and was farther away from the opposing side of the couch.

This caused you to smile.

According to bunny experts, it would take a bunny a few days to get familiar with their new home and within time, they were to get affectionate with their owners if comfortable and the familiarity was becoming done.

"You're looking at me again." He had stopped inching towards you 5 minutes ago and now you know why.

"I'm sorry, baby." His left bunny ear twitched.

"I'm too big to be a baby." He stated so matter-of-factly.

" I'm sorry, sir." His attention soon left the tv and the god awful movie and was given to you. Jungkook was cute as well as very beautiful which was strange to say and admit, even if it was internal.

"Do you.." His voice grew quiet. "Regret?"

This caught you very off guard.

"Regret what?" He began to fumble with his fingers as his ears seemed to be flat and perpendicular to the back of his head.

"Do you regret adopting me?" You looked at the boy with the starry eyes who was busy looking at how he would play with his fingers nervously.

"Of course not, what makes you say such a thing? You know what. Come sit with me, please."

"No, I can't." You got off the couch and sat next to him instead. 

“Listen, I want you to understand that despite how you were treated and disciplined before about past rules you had to obey, that such things won’t happen here in our home. Okay?” Jungkook looked at you as his bunny ears shot up causing you to reach out to caress his cheek but stopped yourself, quickly tugging a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Our home?” His eyes seemed to twinkle at you, making your heart flutter. 

“Yes, our. I know that I adopted you and am your owner by law but I want you to come to think of me as a friend rather than a master.” 

“Okay. I think I can do that.” You couldn’t help but wonder what it was about him that made your heart just swell at his cuteness.

“Listen, just go down to the animal shelter-adoption center and ask them for companions but an emphasis on the companion or just saw a partner but this a flirty tone.” You were currently lying on your bed but instead of the head of it, you were laying on the foot of your bed with your heels resting on the wall, dangling above your headboard on the phone with one of your friends from your old complicated ass fucking math class. 

“Flirty?” She giggled at the word.

“Trust me, I think you would actually thank me afterward but like, you should like today.” You began to swish one of your feet side to side as the heel remained on the wall. 

“You sound so sure!” Your friend couldn’t help but continue to giggle which made you roll your eyes.

“You know how you said you would only date if it was a cat and a man? Because your idiot ex cheated on you but a cat was distant as it was needy which was perfect for you? A loyalty that wasn’t suffocating?” You heard her give you a hesitant yes. “Just go and save one of those precious boys. Then tell someone else to go until they all have homes The people there sell them kind of with a sex slave/toy vibe, it’s just bad..”

She gasped.

“Are you saying.. Hybrids?” She whispered the last part.

“Yes! But they’re from South Korea and they were just thrown there and all shady kept in the back because they were considered defective but are rare. I met one that was a black panther breed named Yoongi. I think you should go adopt him and then get Chelsea, your friend from psych, to go and adopt and so on until they are given good homes because poor babies were in stuffed together in a pen and shocked with a cattle prod while one was locked away in a cage for fighting the employees for harming them.” Just then, Jungkook walked in sniffing the air while scrunching his nose. 

“Oh my god.. what the fuck? That’s so inhumane of that place. Animals or not, mixed or not, they shouldn’t be treated as non-living precious children. That really pissed me off.” You heard as a chair scraped the floor from her side of the line but just as you heard that, you felt Jungkook slowly and very cautiously get on the bed next to you while still sniffing around. “I’m going to take the squad with me and adopt them all right now. I love you bye!” Minnie was always the very activist of the group as well as the most educated but it came as no surprise since she was a law student with a minor in star studies. 

“B-” 

“You smell strange. Very strange.” You quickly hung up as Jungkook cut you off from saying goodbye to your friend. He was hovering over your belly button, sniffing closer down.

“Wow, rude.” You quickly sat up and hunched over with your arms crossed, shielding your lower body. “I’m on my period, I know I probably smell gross okay? I don’t necessarily have the best reproductive system which causes heavy flow.” He was very confused. Smell gross? He laid down on the bed as you were earlier but had his knees up, afraid that if he had his bare feet up like you had yours earlier, you would yell at him.

“You don’t smell gross. You smell like you need to be mated.” What did he just say?

“I-ugh no. Mated? What?” Your bunny turned to you with a surprised look.

“You don’t know what your body needs and it’s driving me insane.” His eyes weren’t starry anymore, in fact, they were dark and marked with something far more dangerous.

“Um,” You slowly started to get off the bed, remembering how the man at the center said that they were all a little more animal than human. Based on your research from bunnies, the males liked to assert dominance and when there was a doe which was always ready to breed, they were compelled to always “assist” because they had no heat given that their system was quite different from other animals. “Kookie, I’m going to go out. Is that fine?” You almost smacked yourself. Why would you ask that?

“Why are you leaving?” He turned onto his stomach with watchful eyes as you backed away a little more from the bed given that you had gotten off of it. Keeping him in your room now seemed like the stupidest idea you could have ever gotten. 

“I need to pee.” Jungkook watched as you quickly walked out of the room. He didn’t get why you were suddenly acting jumpy around him. It shouldn’t have been a surprise to you how your body function was. Were you not educated properly on it? Jungkook didn’t have much time to think about anything once he noticed that it was dusk outside, remembering back to when he used to watch from outside the confinements of the lab, sneaking his way towards the direction of the windows with the lion hybrid and fox hybrid. Taehyung and Jungkook were rather bigger than their fellow fox friend so they always had him do the tasks that would have been more difficult for them given that the bunny hybrid was muscular and tall while the lion hybrid seemed to be gaining lots of weight, making him very attractive and fuller. But the fox was small and thin so he could crawl through places.

He wondered, as the sun slowly began to set if he would ever see the wolf who became the alpha of the strange pack who acted more of a father to him than the two scientists who were raising him. He thought of the panther who wasn’t always the most talkative or affectionate but would let the bunny eat with him whenever he was given large pieces of meat, urging him to at least eat it in small bits since there were times his “parental roles” would forget for days to feed him his fruits because they were too caught up writing and researching the experiments done to him. He never did like meat but who was he to say no even if the panther was tiny? Jungkook wondered about Hoseok and Jin, the two dogs that were always playful and affectionate to the whole group. Jin acting more like a maternal figure to the bunny and would tell him jokes to pass the time. He now remembered how close the wolf was with the other dog while the panther did the strangest thing and behaved affectionately to the other dog named Hoseok who was always smiling even if he along with Jin were treated the worse back in the lab. 

He wished deeply he could just get one last time to thank them all for being a family to him. Jungkook rolled over until he could see the floor.

His mattress which was on the floor right next to your bed was covered in pillows and blankets. You had explained to him before that it was because of his anxiety which he was beyond grateful for but now since he had established himself more properly in your- his home with yours, maybe he could start to sleep in your bed. After all, he was the buck and it was natural for him to establish dominance. 

A scream was followed by a crash. 

“(Y/N)?” Jungkook quickly jumped off your bed, running to where the scream had originated from. He yanked open the door of the bathroom just to find you with wet hair and in a towel bend over on the floor, crying. “What happened?” 

Your face felt red as you tried to get up but moving your forearm from the hard, cold title hurt a lot, so much that a whine shot out of your mouth. 

“Help me up, please.” Jungkook immediately crouched behind you, very aware of your scent and that your ass was up for him to easily touch but he tried his best to ignore his very strong animistic urges. He wrapped an arm from under you, around your stomach and pulled you up, sitting back on his butt as he pulled you into a sitting position between his legs. You were sobbing still, rubbing your elbow and your forearm as you leaned back into his chest. “I’m sorry,” You choked out. “I’m not injured but my fall really fucking hurt.” He moved his free arm and pressed his hand onto your chest as he pushed you forward with his chest, making your upper body weight be all on his hand as he releases his grip on your waist, directing his now free hand onto your back, rubbing soft circles into your back with his palm. sometimes patting you like a child.

“Shh... It’s okay.” You snorted.

“I’m not a baby who needs to be burped or a child who just suffered the loss of their toy.” You sniffed as he continued.

“My friends use to do this to me whenever I wasn’t injured, just hurt. I found that it really helped. I also felt safe.” There was still a stinging pain all down your arm but it wasn’t enough to make you cry anymore. 

“Thank you, Kookie.” He felt his heart beat a little harder.

“You’re welcome.” 

“I don’t know how to say this but I am bleeding and I can feel it so I need you to get out so I can change and also, I think I either stained my towel or your jeans.”

“I don’t know how to say this but I don’t mind and I think you aren’t in any condition to be dressing. I’ll help you.” He hoped for some strange reason that you did just bleed onto his jeans, marking him as yours. 

“No.” You squirmed out of his lap and stood up, holding the towel up. 

“Either you bleed on me, or you wet me from the water from your short shower.” Right on his thigh, there was a small dark stain. 

“I’m so sorry, just please get out so I can do this. I’m really embarrassed.” He stood up, making you curse yourself for ever thinking it was a good idea to have gotten such a big hybrid but then again, it would have probably been more difficult for you to keep a panther or a wolf at bay. Jungkook reached behind you, grabbing your panties, shorts, and the shirt you had on the edge of the counter top of the sink.

“You told me that it was our home, to see you as a friend, you have been giving me a lot of liberties since adopting me which has led me to see you as a not so dominant head of this home. Not to mention how you stay around me a lot. I am a very social creature who needs be brought in pairs because of it. But given that seem to be the leader of the ring here and a female no less,” He kept his eyes on you as he placed his hands on yours that were holding onto the towel to keep it up. “I seemed to have imprinted on you.” You felt hypnotized by his galaxy infested eyes, letting him remove the towel as he kept his eyes on yours.

“I thought only owls do that.” He placed the towel on the sink and grabbed the shirt, throwing the rest of your clothes over his shoulder and placing the opening of the shirt over your head.

“So do wild cats which is a very dangerous thing for them to do, wolves, foxes, birds, almost anything can if they need lots of attention and care,” You put your arms through the sleeves as he kept his eyes on your face. “For rabbits, it’s rare.” He took your panties from his shoulder and kept them in his hand as he saw your face contour into embarrassment.

“Hold on, I need to first clean myself again and put a tampon in.” Jungkook felt a sudden urge to groom you his self but kept his eyes locked on your face as he watched you turn, now he kept his eyes on the back of your head and he watched you rummage through the contents of the drawers of the sink. You turned to him, blush all over your face. “Could you please turn around?”

“How else will I be able to know how to care for my doe?” His doe. You were in huge trouble. 

“Kookie, please turn around. This is uncomfortable for me.” If his plan was for you to submit yourself to him so he could establish himself as the dominant, you weren’t going to let him. 

“Okay.” He turned and as soon as you did, you wiped yourself with baby wipes, discharging them into the trash bin next to the toilet and quickly, with a bit of a struggle since you were standing and it was a bit awkward, inserted the tampon, throwing the shell away. 

“Okay, I’m done.” You washed your hands and dried them on your shirt as Jungkook now held up your panties.

“Now we need to finish dressing you.” 

“Let me make this easier for you so you don’t have to crouch down or look at me.” He kept his eyes on your face as you sat up on the counter of the sink. “Okay, come.” You would be lying if you didn’t think that he looked incredibly hot with how he carefully slipped them up your legs with his eyes still on you and slid them up onto your thighs until he couldn’t anymore. “You’re very cute, Jungkook.” He wrapped his arms around your waist, picking you up from the sink and setting you down, proceeding to pull them up until they covered you and were on fine. 

“Shorts now?”

“Mhm.”

“They’re more animal than human, don’t think of them as equal.” The employee’s voice of the center whispered to you as you stood in darkness. “If this one wishes to give you any trouble, just yell and I’ll come in, okay? He is a wild rabbit after all.”  Just then there was light at the end of the room that was almost pearly like. A tall figure began to walk in.

“You’re my doe.” Jungkook’s tenor voice echoed all around the room with sultry notes. His accent was calming you but the figure continues to make its way to you.

“Kookie,” You couldn’t see the person’s face but it was now in front of you, a few inches away. 

“You smell like you need to be mated.” The figure dropped down to its knees, burying its face into your soaking, clothed core. You let out a mangled whimper as the figure began to fervently lick you, emitting its hot tongue through your panties where they were soaking from where they covered your entrance.

Your hands gripped onto the person’s head, tugging their hair as they now moved their tongue into the side of your panties, tasting your glistening lip.

A deep grunt emitted from the person as they slipped their tongue into your warm, wet core.

“Don’t stop, please.” The person angled their head now so they were pressed into you as they wrapped their arms around your thighs.

“Fuck, you taste better than a doe.” The person was Jungkook. He tightens his hands on your thighs as he bit off your panties only to continue assaulting your hole. 

“Jun-” Pain surged through you as you realized he was biting your clit with his buck teeth, almost as if he wanted you to submit to him. “IT-”

 You woke up only to find the pain still there. What were you dreaming? You began to pant, feeling just how lubricated you were and the burning desire to be fucked hard seem to rule you.

“I told you.” Jungkook was sitting at the end of your bed, his pupils wild as his lips were swollen with his starry eyes on your hand which was going to rub your clit but quickly moved away.

“Wha- I’m sorry?” You probably looked just as fucked out to him as he looked to you. 

“You’re in heat.” He got up, walking towards you. “Your body wants something.”

“Humans don’t have heat cycles.” He sat down by your side of the bed as you scoffed at him, trying to ignore how you were pulsing.

“Maybe not since being evolved and out of touch with nature but you are clearly aroused.” 

“Go away.” You muttered as you turned your back, just to feel him getting into bed with you, pushing you forward a bit so he could fit and laid down behind you, molding onto your body. 

“It’s taking everything in me to not tear your clothes off and mount you.” Suddenly, his hand touched the soft skin of your hip, making your eyes roll back as you pressed your ass back against him, feeling something thick and hard.

“Please.” You whined as his hand found its way into your panties, cupping your heat.

“You are driving me mad, princess.” 

“WAIT!” You sat up, feeling beyond terrified. If Jungkook didn’t pull out your tampon, it would get stuck deep inside of you and it would be such an embarrassing time at your gyno.

But the rabbit wasn’t having it.

He growled at you as he flipped you over, sitting up from behind you. His hand that was previously in your panties was now on your back, pressing your upper body into the mattress and the other hand gripped your ass, pulling it up and pulling down your panties. 

“You’re such a sight to behold, baby.” If you were beyond terrified and embarrassed before, now you were beyond terrifyingly turned on and ashamed.

“This isn’t normal or okay.” You squirmed from under his heated gaze that didn’t give a single fuck in the world if you were on your period and had a literal plug in you to stop your flow from gushing out.

“You know what isn’t normal, pet?” He had leaned onto your back, pressing his clothed chest onto you as he whispered menacingly into your ear. A shock of new found arousal jolted right through you and into your pulsing core. Jungkook had really called you pet. He brushed his long, thick fingers against your blushing labia. “That you really adopted a hybrid human rabbit,” He snarled into the outside of the shell of your ear, causing you to whimper as goosebumps rose on your neck. 

Without any warning, he yanked the tampon out of you sending you in a very loud gasp.

“JUN-” He quickly down on your neck, subduing your shriek into a very long, and loud moan instead. 

“Shh,” He began to coax you as he started to fervently lick your neck as well as your shoulder. Just then you felt him slide in effortlessly three of his fingers into you without any problem, making you moan into the sheets as Jungkook continued to lick your shoulder, now moving towards the back of your neck.

“Please don’t,” You whispered in sweet agony into the sheets as began to pump his fingers into you, causing the silence of the room to be cut with the sounds of your arousal, blood, and his long fingers being thrust into you at a face paced speed. 

Just then, Jungkook pulled his fingers out, resting them on your ass. You almost felt a bit disgusted with the feeling of how much liquid was coating his finger, probably staining your skin.

“I’ll stop, I’m sorry.” He pressed a chaste kiss into your back before sitting up. It wasn’t that you wanted him to stop, you just wanted him to not stop. But this was all too sudden. If you let the starry-eyed boy fuck you, he was sure to claim dominance over your home and over you as well so you stayed there with your face in the sheets and your ass up in the air, breathing hard.

“I need to shower.” You mumbled. The thought of him, an actual part animal part human, fucking you on your period seemed so primate and savage that you couldn’t help but buck your hips back involuntarily, wishing there were some sort of contact on your swollen clit. 

Jungkook watched as your body seemed to be screaming for him to breed it, feeling a snarl in his throat but tried to reason with himself. He had to cling to his humanity, the part of him that was more reasonable and knew that he couldn’t just take you. The sight of you still offering yourself to him, how you had bucked your hips back towards him as a muted whined came out from you and the way your body trembled as you breathed. It was enough to make him almost lose himself.

“I-I’ll help you.” 

“No, just-” You turned your head to the side. “I want this.” Your voice was small as you admitted to your true desires. Jungkook couldn’t believe it.

“No, I’ll wash you.”

“Please,” You wanted to shake yourself at how much of a child you sounded right now begging him. “Please, Kookie.” At first, nothing happened. You knew he was probably thinking it through. All you could think about was how a cramp was starting to happen, making you suddenly twist at the pain.

“Look at my pet,” His voice was dark, full, and rich as you felt him smack your ass really hard with his heavy, rough hand sending you into a frenzy over how your skin was prickling with this delicious feeling of pain all over it. “You’re so ready, aren’t you?” You felt his hand leave your ass, causing you to almost be verbal about how you wanted him to keep his hand over you. “Hands behind your back, hold onto your forearms.” Jungkook’s tone was curt and hard, causing you to immediately listen to the bunny hybrid. As soon as you had done what he said, he grabbed onto your linked arms, lifting you up a bit and sitting you done on his muscular, large thighs. “As you said before, my lord-” What was it about his voice that sent you in a whimpering mess and the fact that he was addressing you in a title that was for men of high ranking just sent you even more into a mindless mess as you tried to grind your swollen self on him, “you treat and see me as your equal. Correct?”

“Yes!” He contracted the muscle of his thigh as a reward to your response, making your walls clench over nothing. 

“Well, pet, you and I are very different once we step into this room and your body needs me. Understand?” You were panting at this point. “Understand?” He shook you a bit with his hand that was still gripping your linked forearms. 

“Yes, I understand, I understand.” You were practically sobbing this time. He let go of your arms, causing you to fall back into his chest, heaving. A soft yet tight, thick band was placed around your neck as Jungkook fastened it with a click. You let go of your forearms, reaching up to feel what he had put on you. “A collar?”

“You can borrow mine.” He gently slides his hands down to your shoulders, squeezing them. This was becoming something way different than anything you could have ever imagined. 

“Thank you.” You were leaking all over his thigh but instead of feeling horrified with yourself, you were almost proud. It wasn’t about ownership, it wasn’t about how he was dominating, it was about how he didn’t find a naturally occurring thing to be weird and how he was getting you almost naked. 

Naked. A state of complete vulnerability and the opportunity to let someone see you in your true self. 

It wasn’t something that you really did. 

“Do you still want to do this?” His tenor soft voice danced around your head as he moved to kiss your temple.

“No,” You managed to breathe. “I want to see you instead.”

“You can.” Jungkook let you get off his thigh to sit in front of him. His starry eyes were more than vibrant as he looked over you, taking in the long white t shirt that was stained by the hem. “I’m here.”

“May I see your bare chest?” You remembered how the first day you brought him home, he had scars all over his chest but quickly hid from your sight. You had told yourself to ask him later on when he had trusted you more. 

The sight of you, knowing that you were quivering underneath the rather translucent pale shaded shirt with the russet stains on its hem and how you still had his collar one that had a carrot charm dangling from it with the word Kookie etched on the flat silver back of it, brought him to heel. You hadn’t fought him about the collar, you did see him as an equal, enough to be willing for your pet hybrid to put such a symbol of slavery around your neck. It was true. You really wanted nothing more than to care for him. Jungkook knew this now as he finally got to see you in such an intimate lighting.

“Yes.” He whispered as he began to take off his shirt by grabbing it from the back of the neck, pulling his shirt over his head and discarded it to the other side of the bed.

“Can I touch you?” Jungkook didn’t know how to speak. He had lost the ability to once his scars were out for you to see. He gave a quick, tight nod as he saw you moving closer to him. 

It was amazing to finally see his scars fully and properly. Kookie had jagged, long scars on his chest. One was three lined and fell across one of his pecks, slightly outside of the areola. Another was a gash from his belly button to his side, almost horizontally straight. You reached out, feeling the long since scarred tissue underneath your fingertips carefully. Your fingers traced the outline of the one near his belly button, dragging your fingertip to where it ended, feeling Jungkook’s taut muscles contract underneath you.

“I was 12 and didn’t behave when my scientist caretakers told me to keep still on this surgical bed. I wanted to go play with the rest of the bunny hybrids and I was so impatient that I moved when they had a surgeon with a scale in front of me that when he had made an incision near my belly button to put this tracking device shaped as a pill in me, I moved and it caused him to slice me.” You stayed still, not knowing how to react to what he had said. “They were very mad at me.” He spoke in a small voice. 

“I’m sorry.” Apologizing to him wasn’t going to do anything for him and you knew this but it felt like the only appropriate thing to say at the moment. You looked up to see he was already looking at you. “You hold the Pleiades in your eyes.” He gave you a puzzled look as one of your hands left his scars, moving to touch his ear to which he immediately melted into your hand. “Globular clusters are clusters of old stars that are closer given that their age causes their gravity to bound to each other. Kookie, you have the Seven Sisters trapped in your eyes.” You scratched behind his long, bunny ear as his left leg began to slightly twitch.

“Can I sleep with you?” Your hybrid managed to whimper out.

“Let's get washed up first and then we’ll see.” Jungkook opened an eye to see your smile and the collar still adorning your neck. 

He was happy. 

He was safe. 

He had a home.

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Dishonored 2 - LC - Impressions

My first impression of the game was very mixed (great gameplay and visuals / cringy dialogues and poor writing, good actors’ talents wasted), but further along the good outweighed the bad. So, yes, it was an enjoyable game, all in all not worse than the original - totally worth playing.

So far I did a Low Chaos Corvo. Later I’ll also share the impressions on High Chaos Emily.

Lots of spoilers (and some screenshots) below cut.

Let’s start with the weak points of the game:

Non-mute Corvo. Having a silent protagonist in the first part left Corvo very open for interpretation. The Corvo I heard in D2 was not Corvo to me. As much as I like Stephen Russell as Garrett, his Corvo felt like a week-old piece of bologna that someone microwaved out of sheer desperation. It’s not his fault, though. I think it’s the writing and whoever directed the voice acting. I blame the same party on my next issue.

Jessamine / The Heart. In D1 I would go out of my way to poke everyone and every location with the Heart to hear what it had to say. Its lines were fun, inspiring, eerie. In D2 I would accidentally click the Heart and shudder in disgust at Jessamine’s lines. 90% of the time they were clumsy, unimpressive, banal and spoken in almost the same tone regardless of the graveness of an NPC’s crimes. Speaking of which a ridiculous number of the NPCs turns out to be psychopaths or assholes with no redeeming features. The fact everyone except the main characters only gets one line makes it even worse. I understand why they did it technically, but the end result was awful. I never played High Chaos in D1, I couldn’t bear to kill any of those people because each of them had a bit of good and a bit of bad in them, just like real people. It was an integral part of Dishonored for me, the message that most people will do horrible things during a crisis, but that there’s still hope for them and killing them is bad. But D2 seems to go out of its way telling me “you know what, they’re all assholes, annoying unlikable assholes, kill them all”. A weird message to send when you want people to get a good ending. As a result I can’t wait for the HC playthrough where I’ll slaughter every living person in the Empire. It will feel so good.

Generally, the weakest link in the game for me was the writing. Interestingly, the more important the character, the weaker their lines, with Corvo’s early game lines being some of the worst, while some banter between ordinary citizens was fun, witty and refreshing. Also I get the impression the message the game tried to deliver kept getting lost in the clumsy storytelling. The Outsider and Sokolov would tell us how Delilah has such potential to change the world for the better, and then we return to Dunwall, and it’s a post-apocalyptic mess, and her plan for ‘improving the world’ is filling it with statues of herself. The Outsider would preach that being a witch is so much better than being in a loveless marriage, then we meet the witches, and they’re a bunch of murderous psychos. For a game about how oppressive institutions are bad Dishonored 2 sure keeps flopping on the show-not-tell part. At the end of the day, despite all the in-game finger shaking, I feel fully justified siding with the Overseers. According to Jess, most of the people on Karnaca are some flavor of violent criminal. Might as well let the zealots have their way, the only way from here is up.

Ghost Jessamine is another complaint of mine. Her being more than a piece of meat stuffed with clockwork takes away from the mystique surrounding her state. Her in-person ghostly conversations with Corvo make her feel alive rather than an echo of her former self, taking away from the strong impression the Heart created on its own in the original game.

The Voguing in the Void. Bad writing makes it hard to take characters seriously. Having them teleport and take a different pose every time they utter a sentence only makes things worse. Maybe the intention here was to make me want to kill the Outsider in the new game? If so, good job.

Continuing the Dishonored tradition of introducing a female character and killing her off in the first three minutes of the game. And then telling us post-factum how noble, good and interesting she was. Only this time after one more mention she is completely forgotten, which is even worse than last time. I’m talking about Captain Mayhew. Cool design, ok story, but feels extremely like a token character. Maybe her part in the story was meant to be bigger, but got cut? I don’t know, but she felt completely unnecessary, so did her death. At least Jessamine and her death were integral to the plot of the first game.

The atmosphere of the game wasn’t as strong as in the original. I blame the Heart for it. The Heart and the weak storytelling (not the weak story, the story was actually alright).

The bloodflies were less of a threat than the rats in the first game. Most of the time you could sprint to their nest and wack it to pieces without even getting hurt. They should be harder to get rid of to live up to their intimidating reputation.

Oh, and this:

(whoever decided to use this number of fonts needs to go back to design school)

Now, you might think after all those complaints that I hate the game. I thought I might, but I didn’t. After I got used to the bad, the good eventually shone through and dominated my impression. Here we go:

Music. The music is just as good. Such a pity Daniel Licht is no longer with us. May he rest in peace.

Gameplay. No complaints here. The levels seem bigger and more fun than in the original game, sneaking is a little tougher. No more killing people by throwing them on beds. Being able to use the Heart on unconscious people, the unconscious indicator is a great addition in its own right.

Meagan Foster and Sokolov. Ok, the writing on these two was actually pretty cute and solid. I wonder if different people worked on these two compared to Corvo and Emily, or if it was the same writer, but having a bad/good day, etc. For once, I love how Meagan was written.

Kirin Jindosh. I didn’t get too much of him because he never knew I was there, but from what little I saw of him - best baddie in the game. 11/10, would reduce to below average intelligence again.

Good Guy Overseers. Yes, they will drown the occasional kiddo because witchcraft, but come on, their preaching is pretty reasonable. Notice how the Abbey actually comes last. Sounds better than many real world religions to me.

The Overseers were the turning point in the game’s writing for me. I realized the NPCs actually say fun stuff, it’s just the main cast that’s being boring.

The visuals. Often with a new game in a series I fear the HD-photorealism takeover, but Dishonored 2 stayed loyal to its artistic direction while making things more high-res. It’s beautiful.

The second half of the game. I thought the Clockwork mansion would be the best part of the game, but then I was very surprised to discover things actually truly picked up in the Dust District, or more precisely in the mansion. The time-shifting was a great addition to the gameplay! Moreover...

The plot was decent. The storytelling was kinda mediocre, but the story they were trying to tell was actually quite fun. Breaking Jindosh, saving Stilton and replacing Abele were some of the highlights of the game. There was a number of rather fun twists, like Delilah and Luca actually being truly in love?? Who saw that coming? I didn’t. I thought she was just using him, like she was using Breanna, but then in the end she calls him ‘my love’ right after expressing nothing but cold disappointment that Breanna is no longer a useful tool. That makes Delilah a little less of a calculating cold monster and a bit more human. For once, I actually sort of like her after hating her guts since forever. So that’s pretty good.

Giving Billie her arm and eye back. Holy shit, that felt amazing.

Keeping with the good tradition of not-in-your-face gay characters. The occasional Overseer who dates millers behind said millers’ wives’ backs. The emphasis on how close the old Duke and Stilton were. Good stuff.

The Oracular Order and its role within the Abbey were expanded upon. 

Killing Paolo in slow-mo and gobbling up all the white rats.

The non-lethal takedowns were all satisfying.

The very freaky nest keepers and their delusions.

The Ultra Low Chaos Happy Ending:

(look, Mom, both hands!)

My conclusion from all of this is that when I play High Chaos I will try not to use the Heart almost at all not to spoil the fun with Jess’ banalities. And I will let Jindosh know I’m there so he can comment his heart out about my escapades around his home. 

I am so pumped for the Death of the Outsider now, because if Dishonored finally manages to address its theme properly, that would be nice. Also, finally playing as Billie is amazing, and killing the Outsider sounds like fun to me (please, remember I enjoyed low chaos Jindosh take down). I won’t be watching any more trailers, gameplay videos and such, I prefer to go into a game with minimal knowledge. Thankfully the game will be out soon enough. I will doodle some silliness meanwhile. Also, D2 left me wondering about what would happen to Heathen-Go-Lucky folks under Delilah. Pretty sure someone would end up turned to stone. XD