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dandelions-143 · 1 month ago

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Biting/Vampirism - Seungmin

Kinktober Masterlist

Word Count: 6939

Warnings: MDNI, 18+ ONLY, Non-consensual situations and dubious consent, Vampirism and blood drinking, Graphic depictions of sexual acts, Mild violence and restraints, Strong language

No summary just smut under the cut

The hazy fog enveloping your mind slowly dissipated as consciousness crept back. Your eyelids fluttered open, revealing a pitch-black void. Disorientation set in as you realized you were suspended in an empty room, the only sound breaking the eerie silence being the soft, rhythmic clink of metal against metal. Panic surged through you as the cold bite of handcuffs around your wrists registered, along with the shocking realization of your complete nudity.

Your heart pounded frantically against your ribcage as you instinctively struggled against your restraints. The icy metal dug into your skin, leaving angry red marks. The oppressive darkness pressed in from all sides, robbing you of any sense of space or direction. Claustrophobia threatened to overwhelm you as you fought to control your ragged breathing, desperately trying to piece together how you had ended up in this nightmarish scenario.

As your mind gradually cleared, fragmented memories began to surface like shards of a broken mirror. The evening had started so innocently - a date with Seungmin at a quaint little restaurant tucked away in a quiet corner of the city. You recalled the warm glow of candlelight, the rich aroma of gourmet dishes, and the sound of Seungmin's melodious laughter as you shared stories and jokes. His eyes had sparkled with genuine interest, his smile warm and inviting, making you feel like the most important person in the world.

The memory shifted to Seungmin's invitation back to his place. Your cheeks flushed with a mix of excitement and nervous anticipation as you agreed. You two had been seeing each other for a little less than a month now, and you were curious about exploring the deep sexual tension that seemed to surge between you and Seungmin, so you accepted his invitation.

You remembered the sleek, modern interior of his apartment, all clean lines and minimalist decor. The smooth taste of expensive wine lingered on your tongue as Seungmin poured you both a glass. The last clear image in your mind was Seungmin's intense gaze, his dark eyes seeming to peer into your very soul as he leaned in close. The ghost of his touch lingered on your cheek, his fingers having left a trail of fire in their wake...

The stark contrast between your pleasant memories and your current predicament sent a chill down your spine, raising a flurry of questions. How had a romantic evening transformed into this nightmarish scenario? Your mind raced, desperately trying to piece together the missing fragments of the night.

"Seungmin?! H-hello?!" Your voice trembled as you called out, the words echoing in the oppressive darkness. Suddenly, the silence was shattered by the sound of approaching footsteps. The steady rhythm grew louder, each step reverberating through the room and sending your heart into a frantic dance. A door creaked open, its hinges groaning in protest, and a sliver of light pierced the darkness, momentarily blinding you. As your eyes adjusted, a familiar silhouette materialized in the doorway, the backlight creating an almost ethereal aura around the figure.

Seungmin stood motionless for a moment, his head tilted at an angle that made him appear almost predatory. His eyes, usually warm and inviting, now gleamed with an unsettling hunger that made your breath catch in your throat. As he slowly approached, his footsteps echoing ominously in the silent room, you could feel the weight of his gaze on your exposed skin. A potent cocktail of fear, confusion, and an unexpected undercurrent of excitement washed over you, causing your heart to pound so loudly you were sure he could hear it.

When Seungmin finally broke the silence, his voice was low and husky, a stark contrast to his usual melodious tone. "I hope you're comfortable, my dear," he purred, the words dripping with a dark promise that sent shivers cascading down your spine. His eyes roamed over your exposed form with an intensity that made you feel simultaneously vulnerable and desired. "I've been waiting for this moment for so long." The anticipation in his voice was palpable, heightening your own conflicting emotions.

He reached out, his fingers cool against your heated skin as they traced a deliberate line from your collarbone to your chest. The feather-light touch left a trail of goosebumps in its wake, your body betraying your mind's uncertainty. As Seungmin leaned in closer, his breath hot against your neck, you caught a glimpse of something that made your blood run cold. Protruding from his parted lips were a pair of sharp, elongated canines – fangs that gleamed wickedly in the dim light. The sight both terrified and inexplicably thrilled you, leaving you frozen in a state of fearful anticipation.

He pressed his body against yours, the fabric of his expensive silk shirt a tantalizing contrast to your exposed skin. His lips brushed against your neck, the sharp points of his fangs grazing your flesh with exquisite precision, sending shivers down your spine. The cool metal of your restraints bit into your wrists as you instinctively strained towards him, your body betraying your mind's hesitation.

"Tell me," he murmured, his voice a low, seductive purr that seemed to reverberate through your very being. "Do you want this as much as I do?" the scent of him - a heady mixture of cologne, wine, and something darker, more primal - filling your senses. His hands continued their teasing exploration, fingers dancing along your curves with practiced skill, finding and exploiting every sensitive spot that made your breath catch and your pulse quicken. Seungmin squeezed your hips firmly, pulling you into his body, “You feel better than I had expected.”

Despite the fear and confusion swirling in your mind, you couldn't deny the heat building within you. Seungmin's touch was electric, each caress sending jolts of pleasure through your body that seemed to short-circuit your rational thoughts. It was almost as if you were hypnotized by him.. You found yourself arching into his touch, a soft, needy moan escaping your lips before you could stifle it. He chuckled darkly, the sound rich with satisfaction and promise. "That's it," he encouraged, his voice dripping with dark honey. "Let yourself feel good. We're going to have so much fun together."

Seungmin's fangs grazed your neck once more, this time with slightly more pressure. The sharp points dragged along your pulse point, a hair's breadth away from piercing the skin. You gasped, a potent cocktail of fear and anticipation coursing through your veins, making your heart race. As his hands continued their sensual exploration of your body, fingers trailing fire in their wake, you found yourself caught in an exquisite torment. Part of you screamed to resist, to fight against this surreal and dangerous situation. But a growing, insistent part of you yearned to surrender, to give in to the dark allure that Seungmin exuded like a palpable force.

Seungmin's lips curled into a wicked smile as he sensed your internal struggle. His eyes, dark and alluring as the deepest ocean depths, locked onto yours. You found yourself drowning in their intensity, unable to look away as he slowly, deliberately lowered his mouth to the crook of your neck. His hot breath fanned across your skin, raising goosebumps in its wake. His tongue darted out, tasting your pulse point with a slow, sensual lick that drew a breathy gasp from your lips.

"Relax," he murmured, his voice a low, seductive purr that seemed to vibrate through your very bones. "I promise you'll enjoy this." The words hung in the air for a moment, laden with dark promise. Then, with a swift, fluid motion, he sank his fangs into your flesh.

The initial pain was sharp and intense, causing you to cry out. Your body tensed, back arching as the sensation overwhelmed you. But almost immediately, the pain began to transmute, melting into an intense, overwhelming pleasure that defied description. Warmth spread from the bite site, coursing through your body like liquid fire, igniting every nerve ending in its path. You moaned, loud and unrestrained, your back arching further, pressing your body against Seungmin's as he drank deeply from you.

The sensation was unlike anything you had ever experienced. Each pull of Seungmin's mouth sent waves of ecstasy through you, your mind clouding with a heady mixture of pleasure and something else - a growing sense of connection, of belonging. Your pulse thundered in your ears, your breath coming in short, sharp gasps as the intensity of the experience threatened to overwhelm you completely.

His hands roamed your body with increasing urgency, fingers tracing intricate patterns across your skin as he fed. The dual sensations of his touch and the euphoria from his bite left you dizzy with desire, your nerves singing with each caress. You could feel your heartbeat quickening, the rhythm becoming erratic as waves of pleasure washed over you. Your breath came in short, ragged gasps, each intake of air punctuated by a soft moan that you couldn't suppress.

Seungmin's grip on you tightened, his fingers digging into your flesh as he pulled you impossibly closer. The world around you began to blur, colors melting together as the edges of your vision grew hazy. The room seemed to spin, reality becoming a kaleidoscope of sensation centered entirely on the points where Seungmin's body connected with yours. Just as you thought you might lose consciousness, teetering on the edge of oblivion, he withdrew his fangs. The sudden absence of that exquisite pain-pleasure made you whimper, your body instinctively arching towards him, seeking more.

With agonizing slowness, Seungmin licked the wound closed. His tongue, hot and wet, traced the puncture marks with sensual precision. Each swipe sent aftershocks of pleasure coursing through your body, making you shudder in his arms. When he finally pulled back, his eyes were glowing with an otherworldly light, the warm brown replaced by a mesmerizing, swirling gold that seemed to pulse with its own inner fire. He was absolutely breathtaking.

A single drop of your blood clung to his lower lip, a vivid crimson against the pale pink. Time seemed to slow as you watched him slowly, deliberately, lick it away. His tongue darted out, collecting the droplet with a languid swipe that made your breath catch in your throat. "Delicious," he purred, his voice thick with satisfaction and dark promise. "You taste so good, Y/n. Like the sweetest nectar, intoxicating and addictive."

Despite the euphoria still coursing through your veins, setting every nerve ending alight with pleasure, a small part of your mind clung desperately to rational thought. You struggled to form words, your voice barely above a whisper, trembling with a mixture of fear and desire. "S-Seungmin... what's happening? What are you?" The questions hung in the air between you, laden with confusion and a growing sense of the supernatural.

His eyes, still glowing with that otherworldly light, met yours. The intensity of his gaze pinned you in place, making you feel like prey caught in the hypnotic stare of a predator. A slow, predatory smile spread across his face, revealing the sharp points of his fangs. They gleamed in the dim light, a stark reminder of the impossible reality you now found yourself in.

Seungmin leaned in close, his breath hot against your skin as he licked up the trail of blood that had begun to run down your neck. His tongue traced a burning path along your flesh, collecting every last drop with meticulous care. When he spoke, his lips brushed against your ear, sending shivers down your spine. "Does it matter?" he murmured, his voice low and husky, dripping with dark seduction. "The only thing you need to know is how good I'm going to make you feel. How I'm going to take you to heights of pleasure you've never even dreamed of."

Before you could process his words, his lips found yours in a passionate, all-consuming kiss. The taste of your own blood mingled with the intoxicating scent of his skin, creating a heady cocktail that made your head spin. Your mind swam with conflicting emotions - fear at the unknown, desire for the pleasure he promised, confusion at the impossible situation you found yourself in. But as Seungmin deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth with possessive hunger, you found your body responding eagerly to his touch.

Seungmin's hands roamed lower, fingers dancing across your skin with teasing lightness before gripping firmly, as if he couldn't decide whether to savor you slowly or devour you whole. Each touch left a trail of fire in its wake, your nerve endings sparking with sensation. As his fingers found particularly sensitive spots, drawing gasps and moans from your lips, you found yourself surrendering to the dark pleasure he promised. Your earlier reservations melted away in the heat of the moment, rational thought giving way to primal desire.

In that moment, caught between Seungmin's body and your confines, tasting your own blood on his lips and feeling the sharp points of his fangs, you made a choice. You surrendered to the darkness, to the impossible, to the promise of pleasure beyond your wildest dreams. Seungmin pulled away only to swiftly unlock your wrists from the sleek metal handcuffs. There was a moment of pause between you. Your eyes met, his gaze was intense, filled with a mixture of hunger, desire, and a possessive gleam that made your heart race. You leaned in, closing the minuscule gap between you. Your lips met his in a passionate kiss that seemed to ignite every nerve ending in your body. The taste of your own blood still lingered on his lips, a metallic reminder of the surreal situation you found yourself in. Your arms wound around his neck, pulling him closer as he returned your kiss with equal fervor.

When he pulled back, you found yourself gasping for air, your back pressed against the cold wall as if your legs could no longer support you. "Stay just like that for me," Seungmin purred, his voice low and commanding. The darkness shrouded half of his handsome face, enhancing his mysterious allure and sending a shiver of anticipation down your spine.

Seungmin slowly lowered himself to his knees, his movements fluid and predatory. His eyes, now a deep, swirling gold with flecks of amber, never left yours as he descended. The intensity of his gaze was hypnotic, a mixture of raw hunger and unbridled desire that made your breath hitch and your heart race. You found yourself unable to look away, captivated by the otherworldly beauty of his eyes.

As he reached eye level with your exposed pussy, Seungmin paused, his nostrils flaring slightly as he inhaled your scent. His tongue darted out to wet his lips, the brief flash of his fangs sending a shiver of anticipation down your spine. He seemed to be savoring the moment, drinking in every detail of your most intimate area.

The dim light of the room cast shadows across his face, accentuating his cheekbones and the curve of his jaw. His eyes, glowing softly in the darkness, seemed to pulse with an inner light. The golden hue swirled and shifted, reminiscent of molten metal or the heart of a flame. You could see yourself reflected in their depths, your own pupils dilated with a heady mixture of fear and arousal.

Seungmin's hands came to rest on your thighs, his touch cool against your heated skin. His fingers splayed wide, the slight pressure a promise of what was to come. You could feel the barely contained strength in his grip, a reminder of his supernatural nature. The contrast between his controlled movements and the raw hunger in his eyes was intoxicating. He spread your legs slightly, his movements deliberate and teasing. The cool air of the room against your most intimate areas made you shiver, a mixture of anticipation and vulnerability coursing through you.

Seungmin leaned in closer, his hot breath fanning across your sensitive skin. The contrast between his cool hands and warm breath sent shivers racing down your spine, goosebumps erupting in their wake. Your flesh tingled with anticipation, every nerve ending hyper-aware of his proximity. His eyes, now a swirling mix of amber and gold, flickered up to meet yours once more. The intensity of his gaze pinned you in place, making you feel like prey caught in the hypnotic stare of a predator.

A wicked smile played on his lips, slow and deliberate. The sight of his fangs, sharp and gleaming in the low light, sent a jolt of both fear and arousal surging through your body. They seemed longer now, more pronounced. Your breath caught in your throat as you imagined those fangs sinking into your flesh, the exquisite mix of pain and pleasure it would bring.

Seungmin's eyes widened, his pupils dilating as he took in the sight before him. His breath hitched audibly, a low growl rumbling in his chest. "Fuck," he breathed, his voice thick with desire. "You're absolutely perfect."

His gaze raked over your glistening folds, drinking in every detail. The soft pink flesh, swollen with arousal, glistened in the dim light. Your wetness had already begun to seep out, a testament to your heightened state of arousal. Seungmin licked his lips, his fangs glinting as he did so.

"So wet," he murmured, his voice a mixture of awe and hunger. "And all for me." His fingers ghosted along your inner thighs, inching closer to where you needed him most. "I can smell how aroused you are. It's intoxicating."

"So beautiful," he murmured, his voice low and husky, vibrating against your skin. The warmth of his breath sent goosebumps racing across your flesh. "I can't wait to taste you." His words hung in the air, laden with dark promise. The dual meaning - both sexual and vampiric - wasn't lost on you, sending another shiver down your spine, a mixture of fear and anticipation coiling in your belly.

Seungmin's lips brushed against your inner thigh, the touch feather-light yet electrifying. His tongue darted out, tracing a tantalizing path along your skin. The wet heat of his mouth was a stark contrast to the cool air, making you gasp softly. You could feel the slight scrape of his fangs, not quite breaking the skin but present enough to remind you of their lethal potential. "I'm going to devour you," he growled, his voice dripping with lust and hunger. "Every. Single. Drop.” Each word was punctuated by a kiss, moving higher up your thigh, leaving a trail of tingling flesh in his wake.

"You're so wet for me already," he purred, inhaling deeply. His nostrils flared, and his eyes seemed to darken further, the warm brown swirling with flecks of gold. "I can smell your arousal. It's intoxicating." His fangs grazed your skin, not quite breaking it but applying just enough pressure to make you acutely aware of their presence. The sensation sent shivers of anticipation through your body, your muscles tensing in expectation. You could feel your pulse quickening, blood rushing to the surface of your skin where his mouth hovered.

Seungmin's hands gripped your thighs firmly, his fingers digging into your flesh as he spread them wider. The position left you completely exposed to his hungry gaze. You could feel the cool air against your most intimate parts, heightening your sensitivity. "I'm going to make you scream my name," he promised, his eyes gleaming with dark desire. They seemed to glow in the dim light, hypnotic and alluring. The conviction in his voice made you believe every word, your body responding with a rush of heat that pooled low in your abdomen.

His lips and tongue continued their teasing journey, alternating between soft, open-mouthed kisses and sharp, playful nips. Each touch sent sparks of pleasure shooting through your body, building a growing ache between your legs. You could feel yourself getting wetter, your arousal evident and impossible to hide. "You're mine now," he whispered against your skin, his breath hot and moist. "Body and soul. And I'm going to claim every part of you." The possessiveness in his tone should have frightened you, but instead, it only fueled your arousal, your body arching towards him, silently begging for more.

As Seungmin's fangs grazed your skin once more, this time they broke through. The sharp sting quickly gave way to a rush of pleasure as little streams of blood began to run over your flesh. The initial pain was brief, quickly replaced by an intense, pulsing pleasure that radiated from the bite. The sight of crimson trails against your skin seemed to excite him further, his eyes darkening with a potent mixture of hunger and desire. A low, animalistic growl rumbled from his chest, the sound vibrating against your skin as he lapped at the small wounds, his tongue hot and eager against your sensitized skin.

"Beautiful," he murmured, his tongue darting out to lick a droplet of blood. The red stained his lips, making them appear even more lush and inviting. "You taste even sweeter here." His fingers traced the path of the blood, smearing it across your thigh in an almost artistic pattern. The contrast of the vivid red against your skin was mesmerizing, and you found yourself unable to look away.

The mix of pain and pleasure from his bites, combined with the visual of your own blood on your skin, sent a confusing rush of sensations through your body. You couldn't help but moan softly, your mind clouded with a heady mixture of fear and arousal. Your heart raced, pumping blood faster through your veins, intensifying every sensation. You could feel yourself trembling, caught between the instinct to flee and the overwhelming desire to surrender completely to Seungmin's dark allure.

Seungmin's eyes gleamed with mischief as he shifted his attention to your hip. Without warning, he sank his fangs into the soft flesh just above your pelvic bone, eliciting a sharp gasp from you. The pain was sharp and immediate, like two white-hot needles piercing your skin. However, within seconds, the sensation transformed. A wave of intense pleasure radiated outward from the bite, causing your back to arch involuntarily. Your fingers clutched at the wall behind you, seeking purchase as your body trembled with the overwhelming sensations.

As he withdrew his fangs, you could feel the warm trickle of blood running down your skin. Seungmin watched with rapt fascination as the crimson stream flowed towards your most intimate area, mixing with the evidence of your arousal. His eyes, now a deep, swirling gold, seemed to glow with an otherworldly light as they tracked the path of the mingled fluids. The sight seemed to ignite something primal within him, his nostrils flaring as he inhaled deeply.

"Perfect," he purred, his voice thick with desire, a low rumble that you could feel vibrating through your body. "Your blood and your essence, combined... it's exquisite." His tongue darted out, pink and wet against his pale lips. With agonizing slowness, he traced the path of the mingled fluids. The wet heat of his tongue against your sensitized skin sent jolts of electricity through your body with each touch. You could feel every ridge, every bump of his tongue as it lapped at your flesh, gathering every last drop of the intoxicating mixture.

Seungmin stood up slowly, his movements graceful and predatory. His eyes never left yours as his hands moved to the buttons of his shirt, undoing them one by one with deliberate patience. The soft rustle of fabric filled the air as each button slipped free. As the fabric parted, it revealed a perfectly sculpted torso, lean and muscular. His skin was pale and flawless, like polished marble, with defined abs that seemed to have been chiseled by a master artist.

He shrugged off his shirt, letting it fall to the floor with a soft whisper of fabric. His broad shoulders and lean arms flexed as he moved, the play of muscles beneath his skin mesmerizing. You couldn't help but stare, transfixed by the fluid grace of his movements. A trail of fine, dark hair led from his navel downwards, disappearing beneath the waistband of his pants. The 'V' of his hips was sharply defined, drawing your gaze lower.

With a knowing smirk that revealed the tips of his fangs, Seungmin unbuckled his belt. The metallic clink of the buckle seemed unnaturally loud in the quiet room. He slowly lowered his zipper, the sound of each tooth separating sending a shiver of anticipation down your spine. He pushed his pants and underwear down in one fluid motion, stepping out of them gracefully. Now fully nude, he stood before you, unashamed and proud. The dim light cast shadows that accentuated the lean muscles of his thighs and calves.

Your eyes were drawn inexorably to his impressive manhood, already semi-erect and growing harder under your gaze. It was long and thick, with a slight upward curve that promised to hit all the right spots. The shaft was adorned with prominent veins that stood out against the pale skin. The head was flushed a deep pink and glistening with precum, a testament to his arousal. It twitched visibly as your gaze lingered, seeming to grow even harder under your scrutiny. His testicles hung heavy beneath, tight against his body, completing the tantalizing picture of his arousal. The sight made your mouth water and your core clench with anticipation.

As Seungmin approached you again, his entire body radiated an intoxicating blend of power and sensuality. Every movement was a masterpiece of control, each muscle perfectly defined under his alabaster skin. He was the epitome of masculine beauty, a dangerous predator wrapped in an alluring package. His eyes, now a swirling mix of gold and deep brown, locked onto yours with an intensity that made your breath catch in your throat.

Seungmin's strong arms encircled your waist, pulling you flush against his naked body. The coldness of his skin against yours was electrifying, every point of contact sending sparks of pleasure coursing through your veins. You found yourself instinctively wrapping your legs around his hips, the action bringing your most sensitive areas into direct contact with his hardness. A soft gasp escaped your lips at the sensation, your body trembling with anticipation.

His lips crashed against yours in a demanding kiss. His tongue traced the seam of your lips, silently demanding entrance, which you eagerly granted. As your tongues danced and battled for dominance, his hands roamed your body with purpose. They traced the curve of your spine, kneaded the flesh of your thighs, and ghosted over your breasts, igniting sparks of pleasure wherever they touched. Each caress left a trail of fire in its wake, your skin tingling and hyper-sensitive to his every touch.

The metallic tang of your own blood lingered on his tongue as you both moved to lean against the wall, the cool surface a stark contrast to the heat of your intertwined bodies. You could feel his strong cock slipping and sliding against your wet folds, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through your core. Every small movement caused his length to brush against your sensitive bundle of nerves, drawing soft whimpers from your throat that were swallowed by his hungry kisses.

In a sudden burst of boldness, fueled by the intoxicating cocktail of fear, desire, and adrenaline coursing through your veins, you bit down hard on Seungmin's bottom lip. The action caught him by surprise, his body tensing against yours as a hiss of pain escaped him. The metallic taste of his blood filled your mouth, rich and heady. You found yourself sucking on his wounded lip, savoring the coppery flavor that seemed to dance on your tongue. The taste was intoxicating, a perfect blend of danger and desire that mirrored Seungmin himself.

Seungmin's eyes widened in surprise, the gold in them swirling more intensely for a moment before darkening with a potent mix of lust and approval. He pulled back slightly, a smirk playing on his bloodied lips. The sight of your handiwork - his plump lower lip stained crimson, a small trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth - sent a thrill through you. "Well, well," he purred, his voice husky with desire, the sound vibrating through his chest and into yours. "Looks like my little prey has some bite after all." The pride in his voice was unmistakable, as if your boldness had pleased him immensely.

His hand tangled in your hair, fingers weaving through the strands before gripping tightly. With a swift, controlled motion, he pulled your head back, exposing the vulnerable column of your throat. The action, while forceful, wasn't painful - instead, it sent a jolt of arousal straight to your core. "But don't forget," he growled, his breath hot against your ear before he trailed his lips down to your pulse point. His fangs grazed the sensitive skin there, the sharp points a dangerous promise. "I'm still the predator here." The words were a dark reminder of the power dynamic between you, sending a delicious shiver of fear and excitement down your spine.

With that declaration hanging in the air, Seungmin crashed his lips back against yours in a bruising kiss. This kiss was different from the others - more primal, more desperate. The taste of both your bloods mingled as your tongues battled for dominance. The metallic flavor, combined with the lingering sweetness that was uniquely Seungmin, created an intoxicating blend that had you moaning into his mouth. Your fingers tangled in his hair, tugging at the strands as you lost yourself in the passionate exchange.

Breaking the kiss, Seungmin trailed his lips along your jaw, leaving a series of nips and open-mouthed kisses in his wake. His hands gripped your thighs, adjusting your position slightly. You felt the blunt head of his cock pressing against your entrance, the pressure both thrilling and slightly intimidating. Seungmin paused, his eyes meeting yours. Consent was irrelevant; he would take what he desired. You were his to command, and you embraced this reality wholeheartedly.

Seungmin began to press into you slowly. The sensation of his thick length gradually stretching you open sent waves of pleasure through your body, each increment of penetration feeling more intense than the last. You gasped, your nails digging into his shoulders as he pushed deeper. The slight sting of the stretch only added to the pleasure, your body eagerly accommodating his impressive size. Seungmin groaned, his breath hot against your neck as he savored the feeling of your tight heat enveloping him. "So perfect," he murmured against your skin, his voice strained with the effort of maintaining control. "You feel incredible, baby."

Once fully sheathed within you, Seungmin paused, allowing you both a moment to adjust to the intense sensations. Then, with agonizing slowness, he began to move. His hips rolled in a deliberate rhythm, each thrust sending jolts of pleasure through your body. The drag of his cock against your inner walls was exquisite, hitting spots you didn't even know existed. Soft moans fell from your lips with each movement, your body singing with pleasure. Seungmin's lips trailed along your neck, alternating between gentle kisses and sharp nips. His hot breath teased your sensitive skin, adding another layer to the overwhelming sensations coursing through you.

His voice thick with desire, “So tight, so perfect for me." His breath is hot against your ear, sending shivers down your spine. You can feel the vibration of his words through his chest, pressed flush against yours.

As his pace quickens, Seungmin's fangs graze your neck once more. The sharp points trace a delicate path along your jugular, teasing the sensitive skin. Your pulse quickens in anticipation, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through your veins. You feel a sharp sting as he bites down, the initial pain quickly giving way to an intense wave of pleasure. The dual sensations of his cock filling you and his fangs piercing your flesh overwhelm your senses. It's as if every nerve ending in your body has come alive, sparking with electricity.

Seungmin drinks deeply, his hips never faltering in their rhythm. You can feel the pull of his mouth on your neck, the gentle suction sending waves of pleasure through your body. The sensation seems to heighten every other feeling, making you hyper-aware of every point where your bodies connect. The stretch of his cock inside you, the press of his chest against yours, the grip of his hands on your hips - everything feels magnified. You can feel yourself tightening around him, your inner walls clenching and unclenching as your climax builds with each thrust and each draw of blood.

Suddenly, Seungmin's strong hands grip your thighs, lifting you effortlessly. Your legs instinctively wrap tighter around his waist as he adjusts his stance, pressing you firmly against the cold wall. The contrast between the cool surface at your back and his burning hot skin against your front sends a shiver down your spine.

Without warning, Seungmin starts to thrust into you with renewed vigor. His hips snap forward with incredible force, driving his length deep inside you. Each powerful thrust pushes you up against the wall, the friction against your back adding another layer of sensation to the overwhelming pleasure.

The new angle allows him to hit spots inside you that make you see stars. You can't help but cry out, your voice echoing in the room. "Seungmin!" you scream, your nails digging into his shoulders as you hold on for dear life. "Oh god, yes!"

His hands knead your ass, fingers digging into the soft flesh as he uses his grip to pull you down onto his cock with each upward thrust. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the air, punctuated by your cries of ecstasy and Seungmin's low, animalistic grunts.

"That's it, baby," he growls, his voice rough with exertion and desire. "Let me hear you. Scream for me." His pace increases even further, the force of his thrusts threatening to drive the breath from your lungs.

You comply without hesitation, your screams of pleasure growing louder with each powerful thrust. Your body is a live wire, every nerve ending singing with sensation as Seungmin pounds into you relentlessly. The coil of pleasure in your lower belly winds tighter and tighter, threatening to snap at any moment.

"That's it," Seungmin murmurs against your skin, his voice husky and strained. His lips brush against the puncture wounds as he speaks, the blood smearing beautifully over your skin sending jolts of pleasure-pain through you. "Come for me, let me feel you." His words vibrate through your flesh, adding another layer to the overwhelming sensations.

His words push you over the edge, and you cry out as your orgasm washes over you. Your body trembles in his arms, every muscle tensing and releasing in rapid succession. Your inner walls clench around him rhythmically, squeezing his length as waves of pleasure crash through you. Your vision blurs, spots of light dancing behind your eyelids as the intensity of your climax overwhelms you. Seungmin groans, the sound low and primal in your ear. His thrusts become erratic, losing their steady rhythm as he chases his own release.

With your orgasm still pulsing through you, Seungmin doesn't slow down. Instead, he grips your ass tighter, his fingers digging into your flesh hard enough to leave bruises. His thrusts become more forceful, each one driving deeper than the last. "I'm not done with you yet," he growls, his eyes dark with lust when they meet yours. The gold in his irises has been almost entirely consumed by black, giving him a wild, inhuman look that sends a fresh wave of arousal through you.

Your oversensitive body quivers with each powerful thrust, caught between pleasure and overstimulation. Every movement sends shockwaves through you, your nerve endings singing with sensation. Seungmin's relentless pace sends aftershocks of your orgasm rippling through you, building towards another peak you didn't think possible. The drag of his cock against your walls is almost too much, yet not enough at the same time.

His voice is rough with exertion and desire, the sound of it alone enough to make you clench around him. "I want to feel you come apart for me again." His hand snakes between your bodies, his long fingers finding your sensitive bundle of nerves. He circles it mercilessly, the pad of his thumb applying just the right amount of pressure to have you gasping and writhing against him.

The dual stimulation quickly pushes you towards the edge once more. Your breath comes in short gasps, your chest heaving against his. Your nails rake down Seungmin's back, leaving angry red trails in their wake. Making him hiss with pain but his lips hold the most delectable smirk you have ever seen. The pleasure builds to an almost unbearable intensity, a coiling tension in your lower belly that threatens to snap at any moment.

Suddenly, Seungmin's fangs pierce your neck again, finding a fresh spot just inches from the first. The sharp pain of penetration quickly gives way to a rush of endorphins, sending a jolt of ecstasy through your body. The combination of pain and pleasure pushes you over the edge, and you cry out his name as your second orgasm crashes over you. Your body convulses around him, your inner walls clenching rhythmically as waves of intense pleasure wash through you. It's more powerful than the first, leaving you breathless and trembling in his arms.

Seungmin's movements become increasingly frantic as he approaches his climax. His grip on your hips tightens further, fingers digging into your flesh as he pulls you against him with each powerful thrust. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the air, punctuated by your shared moans and gasps. His breathing grows ragged, hot puffs of air against your neck where his face is buried. You can feel the tension in his body, every muscle coiled tight as he chases his release.

With a guttural groan, Seungmin's body tenses. You feel his cock pulse inside you as he reaches his peak, the sensation triggering another small aftershock of pleasure within you. He drives into you one final time, burying himself to the hilt as he begins to release. The warmth of his seed fills you, each spurt accompanied by a twitch of his hips and a low, primal growl. You can feel every throb, every twitch of his length inside you as he empties himself.

His fangs, still embedded in your neck, clench slightly as waves of pleasure wash over him. The pull of his mouth on your skin intensifies, as if he's trying to consume every part of you in this moment of ecstasy. His entire body shudders against yours, muscles rippling under his skin as he rides out his orgasm. The vibrations of his moans travel through your body, adding to the intense sensations flooding your system.

As the intensity of his climax begins to ebb, Seungmin's movements slow. His hips make small, circular motions, grinding against you as he savors the last tremors of his release. You can feel him pulsing inside you, your walls fluttering around him in response. He finally withdraws his fangs from your neck, licking the wound closed with long, languid strokes of his tongue. The cool, wet sensation against your heated skin makes you shiver, a final wave of pleasure washing over you.

Seungmin lifts his head, his eyes meeting yours. The post-orgasmic haze has done little to dull the predatory glint in his gaze. His pupils are still dilated, the gold in his irises swirling like molten metal. A satisfied smirk plays on his lips, stained crimson with your blood. "Mine," he murmurs, his voice a low, possessive growl that reverberates through his chest and into yours. His fingers trace along your jawline, leaving a trail of tingling sensation in their wake. "All mine." The words are both a statement and a claim, leaving no room for argument.

"Yes," you breathe, your voice trembling with a heady cocktail of exhaustion and exhilaration. Your body still hums with residual pleasure, every nerve ending alive and hyper-sensitive. "I'm all yours." The words fall from your lips with a conviction that surprises even you.

Your declaration seems to please him immensely. His eyes flash with a primal satisfaction, the gold in them briefly overtaking the black. He leans in, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear. His breath is cool against your flushed skin, making you shiver.

"That's right, my little one," he whispers, his lips ghosting over the sensitive spot just behind your ear. His tongue darts out, tasting the salt of your skin. "You belong to me now, in every way possible." His fangs graze your earlobe, a gentle reminder of the power he holds over you. "Body," he continues, one hand sliding down your side, mapping every curve and dip of your form. "Mind," his other hand cups your face, thumb tracing your lower lip. "And soul," he finishes, placing a surprisingly tender kiss over your frantically beating heart.

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