i wanna feel you in my bones

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/9535583.

Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category: M/M
Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
Relationship: Jeon Jungkook/Park Jimin, brief mention of taekook
Character: Jeon Jungkook, Park Jimin (BTS), Kim Taehyung | V, Min Yoongi |
Suga, Kim Seokjin | Jin, Kim Namjoon | Rap Monster
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Vampire, Alternate Universe - Werewolf,
Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Vampire Park Jimin, Vampire Min
Yoongi | Suga, Vampire Kim Seokjin | Jin, Werewolf Jeon Jungkook,
Werewolf Kim Taehyung | V, Werewolf Kim Namjoon | Rap Monster,
Alpha Jeon Jungkook, Omega Kim Taehyung | V, Rutting, Mating
Cycles/In Heat, Jealous Park Jimin, Top Jeon Jungkook, Power Bottom
Park Jimin, Knotting, Barebacking, Come Marking, Come Shot,
Possessive Behavior, Possessive Jeon Jungkook, Riding, Biting, Blood
Drinking, Deepthroating, Face-Fucking, sort of implied cheating?, even
though no one is technically in a committed relationship
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2017-02-01 Words: 7,094 Chapters: 1/1

i wanna feel you in my bones

by Bangtanbananas

Summary

Vampire Park Jimin should have known that werewolf pup Jeon Jungkook was going to be
a pain in his ass.

Literally.

-PLEASE READ UPDATED AUTHOR’S NOTE-

Notes

UPDATED AUTHOR’S NOTE:

After several comments, the tags for this fic have been updated. Jimin’s and Jungkook’s
relationship here is far from conventional, more along the lines of friends with benefits than
anything else. They’ve made NO concrete monogamous commitments to one another and
ARE NOT in a traditional monogamous relationship. We do ask that you please refrain
from offering your opinions/critiques on what you think defines a relationship and its
boundaries; however, the updated tags should help to guide away people that don’t find
this sort of dynamic their cup of tea. :)
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Please enjoy!

See the end of the work for more notes

In the coven, every vampire shares different responsibilities in order to maintain the safety and
wellbeing of everyone else. There aren’t many in the coven, just a small, manageable amount,
overseen by the elder Seokjin.

Seokjin’s not very traditional like other covens around them, but there are reasons why he’s well
respected in both the vampire and werewolf communities; he’s fair, honest, and more laid back
than most.

Their old victorian mansion is situated in an area surrounded by forests and within those forests lie
the nearest werewolf lair, with a wolf named Namjoon at the helm. They have territory lines that
separate their boundaries and oftentimes both parties will have to patrol the grounds just to make
sure everything is in order.

Sometimes, however, accidents happen. Someone will overstep the boundaries hunting or doing
something else and depending on whose territory it is, either Namjoon or Seokjin will send a group
out to investigate.

This time around, it’s Jimin and Yoongi who are sent out to investigate, as Seokjin’s noticed that
one or two werewolves have crossed the borders and are wandering around. Yoongi’s extremely
grumpy about being woken from his nap (he’s just about the only vampire that enjoys sleeping
recreationally) and Jimin had almost finished his book in the library until Seokjin had called for
them.

“I’m sure it’s nothing,” Jimin murmurs as he and Yoongi head outside through one of the back
doors, the dreary grey afternoon providing them with plenty of cloudy coverage. Contrary to
popular belief, vampires don’t explode when they’re exposed to sunlight, but it does burn unless
they’re covered from head to toe. So it’s nice when the weather works with them and spares them
from harm.

The thick tree canopies above cast shadows all along the forest floor and it’s eerily silent so far.
They don’t create the sound of footsteps, so even the leaves and twigs under their feet don’t snap.
Birds and insects are quiet and Yoongi and Jimin engage in small chatter on the way to the
boundary line.
“There's probably nothing out here,” Yoongi gripes, ducking underneath a low hanging branch.
“Seokjin is too paranoid sometimes.”

“Namjoon is out of the area for a couple days, I think Seokjin is just on edge because of that,”
Jimin replies as he steps over a set of mossy rocks.

Even though their coven and Namjoon’s pack are on fairly good terms, it's no secret that Yoongi
holds some amount of disdain for the wolves. His nose crinkles at the mention of the werewolves’
leader. “I swear, if this is some of their pups fucking around in our territory. . .”

Jimin doesn’t comment on that.

Namjoon doesn’t have many pups in his pack but most notable are Jungkook and Taehyung, one an
alpha and the other an omega, respectively. Jimin knows Jungkook. . . intimately.

Werewolves and vampires are technically not supposed to involve themselves romantically or
sexually, as eloping is far too common when there is a relationship going on. There is danger, also,
in having children, as many half-breeds face complications and are outcasted in society.

But secret relationships thrive, like Jimin’s relationship with Jungkook.

(It’s still taboo for males to outright state they’re in a relationship and it’s really frowned upon,
especially if it’s a werewolf and a vampire.)

There are spots outside of their territories to meet up, spend time with one another, and it’s never
suspicious because many venture outside whenever they feel like it. Jimin understands the risks,
and so does Jungkook, but they’re young and often restless and require some sort of relief and
contact with people that don’t live in their home.

Jimin doesn’t hope it’s Jungkook because Seokjin gave them specific orders: If it’s the pups, bring
them back here, no matter the reason why they’re out there. We can’t leave them out there while
Namjoon’s gone. Namjoon will discipline them when he returns.

But, as they approach, Jimin catches the young alpha’s musk and Taehyung’s earthy scent. There’s
something different about how they smell and Yoongi’s nose crinkles, lips turning into a frown.

They can hear voices and laughter the closer they get to this little clearing by the river that runs
between the territories: the first place Jimin met Jungkook, back when he was all big teeth and long
limbs. But what makes all the hairs on Jimin’s arms stand on end is when an unmistakable breathy
moan punctuates the end of a giggle.

“Oh hell no,” Yoongi spits, “those nasty little mutts better not be actually fucking out here.”

Jimin doesn’t feel irritated, no, not at all.

They step into the clearing and it’s Taehyung who spots them first, head of bleached blonde hair
almost tucked under Jungkook’s arm, their bodies flush together. Taehyung’s leaning back against
a boulder along the bank of the stream and the giggling abruptly stops. The omega’s eyes widen,
body tensing in the alpha’s hold. “Ah. . . Jungkook—”

When Jungkook turns, he has the decency to look at least a little bit ashamed to see Jimin and
Yoongi standing in the mouth of the clearing, and immediately puts a respectable distance between
himself and his pack mate. “I'm sorry,” he begins, looking Jimin in the eyes so that the vampire
knows the apology is meant for him, “Taehyung’s about to go through his heat. We didn't mean to
bother anyone.”

Jimin’s not accepting the apology. Luckily Yoongi’s too ticked off to notice how Jungkook is
staring at the lavender-haired vampire, and Jimin folds his arms across his chest. Jungkook’s
shirtless and so is Taehyung, the alpha’s muscles rippling under his skin when he reaches out to
grab at their clothes. Jungkook realizes he’s made a very big mistake when he sees how Jimin’s
blue eyes turn icey, even distant.

“You’re in our territory,” Jimin asserts, because he and Yoongi aren’t supposed to care about what
the wolves do. But Jimin definitely cares. “You have to come with us. Seokjin’s orders. Get
dressed and let’s go.”

Neither of the pups fight but Taehyung, who hasn't had much contact with the vampires, looks
scared, bottom lip wobbling a bit. Jungkook helps the omega back into his shirt, assuring him that
everything's going to be okay.

Yoongi however, is fairly fed up with the situation, considering he still could have been taking a
nap if it weren't for these two idiots. “Come on. We don't have all day,” he snaps, striding over and
yanking Taehyung off the boulder with a firm grip around his arm, shoving him forward hard
enough that the omega stumbles.

Jungkook’s upper lip curls back into a snarl, and Jimin sees his eyes begin to bleed into amber.

“Watch it,” Jimin chastises Yoongi as Taehyung crosses over, “Jungkook. He’ll rip you to shreds if
you do that again.”

He glances at Jungkook before he focuses his gaze back on the omega, who seems very small and
weak now that he’s been separated from his pack mate. Jimin doesn’t hate Taehyung, though they
don’t know each other, but Yoongi’s grumpy and wants to go home and doesn’t care about his
roughness.

Jimin guides Taehyung away and Yoongi follows, Jungkook reluctantly tagging along. His eyes
still have an amber hue but he poses no danger to either of them. The younger vampire refuses to
look at Jungkook on their walk through the forest, leaves and twigs crackling under the
werewolves’ feet and not the vampires.

Their orders are to report to Seokjin immediately, with or without the trespassers, but Yoongi
grumbles and suggest they bring them to Seokjin just in case. Taehyung has probably only seen the
coven once, same for Jungkook, as the nearby packs and covens often hold meetings here or in
other homes to discuss topics regarding recent threats or news from others.

Which reminds Jimin, they’re having a meeting tonight in the mansion with other covens.

Oh, won’t the delegates love having two hormonal werewolves on the premises.

Yoongi and Jimin lead the two up the marble staircase in the front of the mansion, other vampires
around them peering up and staring at the werewolves as they ascend to the second floor.
Taehyung feels uncomfortable under the scrutinizing gaze but they’re out of view when they reach
Seokjin’s office.

“Come in,” Seokjin’s voice calls from the inside, and Yoongi pushes open the wide mahogany
doors. The windows are cracked open, the huge floor-to-ceiling windows on one side of the
narrow office, golden curtains fluttering from a soft breeze. Seokjin stands from behind his desk
and stares at the two wolves.
The pink haired coven leader clears his throat.

“I had a feeling it was these two. What were they doing?”

Jungkook is the one that speaks. “It's my fault. Taehyung is about to go into heat, and he didn't
want to have the pack around so I offered to help. I didn't realize we’d crossed the border.”

They have Jungkook and Taehyung separated, and the omega very clearly isn't happy about it. He
refuses to look at any of the vampires, blush high on his cheeks.

“You reek ,” Yoongi comments with a disgusted look on his pretty face.

“Yoongi, play nice,” Seokjin scolds, and the vampire mumbles under his breath and casts his eyes
elsewhere.

It’s quiet for a moment until Seokjin sighs and scratches the back of his neck, brown eyes fluttering
between Jungkook and Taehyung. “I was hoping that there wouldn’t be any problems while your
leader is out of town. . . but I guess it can’t be helped. Yoongi, please take Taehyung to one of the
spare bedrooms in the basement, his scent will be much stronger than Jungkook’s and I would
prefer to not get in trouble for housing an in-heat omega while a delegation is here. Jimin, keep
Jungkook in your room. You live on the far side of the wing so it should be fine.”

Jimin sputters, his cross-shaped earrings swaying as he snaps his head back and forth from Seokjin
to Jungkook. “Hyung, why my room? There’s plenty of room in the basement, why can’t he—”

He’s shut up by Seokjin who raises his hand in objection. “I don’t have time to figure out all of the
living arrangements, Jimin. He stays in your room until the delegation leaves before morning.
Having both of them in a room together or even in the same space is only going to cause us
problems. I don’t know for sure when Namjoon will be back, but until then, they stay here.
Understood?”

The lavender haired male grits his teeth but nods his head. Yoongi just grabs Taehyung’s arm,
startling the blonde, and walks out with him in tow. Seokjin sits back down at his desk and raises a
brow when Jimin’s still standing there.
“Well?”

With a resigned sigh, Jimin turns around and motions for Jungkook to follow. They exit the office
and Jimin shuts the door behind him, his lips pursed in a thin line as he makes a left and walks
down a carpeted hallway, expecting the alpha to tag along.

As soon as they're out of earshot, Jungkook sidles up to Jimin. “Hyung, I'm sorry . Taehyung
shouldn't be left alone. Going through a heat on his own—”

“Shut up,” Jimin snaps in a whisper. He makes another left, his jaw visibly tense. “Should have
thought more about that before you went outside to fuck in the forest on our boundaries.”

Wisely, Jungkook doesn't push it and keeps silent as Jimin leads them to the far side of the
mansion, finally stopping in front of two, large doors inlaid with detailed designs into the polished
wood.

Jimin’s room is beautiful, spacious, and opulent. Huge Victorian style windows open up the far
wall, hung with black out curtains to keep the sunlight from streaming in. The bed in the center of
the room is the biggest one Jungkook has even seen, dark silk sheets and fur blankets draped over
the mattress. The rug over the hardwood floor is plush under Jungkook's bare feet, and for a
moment he's a little awestruck.

Once the bedroom door swings shut behind them, he reaches for Jimin. “Hyung, please don't be
like this. You don't know what going through a heat is like—”

Jimin is strong, almost as strong as Jungkook, and he sways away from the brunette as soon as he’s
grabbed. “I don’t, but you’re not in a heat. Maybe your rut soon, but your mind should be
functioning just fine,” he replies sourly, stepping further into his room towards his mirrored
dresser.

“I know,”Jungkook sputters, feeling out of place and folding his arms in front of himself. “I'm
talking about Tae. That's why you're mad. . . Isn't it?”

The vampire fiddles with his frilled cuffs, wanting to make sure he’s appropriate for the meeting.
“I’m more mad at you than anything or anyone else, Jungkook.” He fixes the tall black frilly collar
of his shirt next. “That’s all I have to say to you right now.”
“Don't be mad. That's what— that's what we do , hyung. We have to take care of our pack, whether
it's an omega going into heat or an alpha going into a rut. Don't be jealous.”

Jimin laughs and turns, resting his blue eyes on the werewolf. “I get it, that’s what you do. But I’m
not very happy over the fact that I was the one who had to find you two, see you like that—” His
nails scrape against the wood of the dresser and he stops himself from gouging out chunks of
wood. “—it would have been better if I hadn’t seen anything. We haven’t spent time together in a
while and. . .”

He’s jealous.

Jimin is just really jealous.

The vampire sighs and pushes off his desk. “Nevermind. That doesn’t matter. I have to be
somewhere now, so I’m going to lock you in here until I get back. Can’t risk anything.”

Jungkook looks hurt, doe eyes wide. “You don't trust me?”

Jimin walks towards the door, head tipping up to meet Jungkook’s eyes. He’s much taller now, has
finally filled into his tall body, replaced long skinny limbs with thick, sinewy muscle. His eyes are
still just as wide, almost innocent looking, and Jimin has to avert his gaze or else he’s going to feel
guilty.

He wants to be mad at Jungkook no matter how petty that might seem.

“It’s for the sake of your safety, believe it or not. The vampires that are coming aren’t as friendly as
we are to you, and Seokjin just doesn’t want any trouble. I’ll be back before morning.”

He doesn’t wait for a reply, brushing past Jungkook and prying open one of the double doors.
Jimin draws up a small silver key from his pocket and he casts one last glance at the werewolf
before shutting the door, twisting the key into the lock of both of them.

Jungkook can keep himself busy for a couple hours.

__________________

Jimin finds it incredibly boring, sitting through meetings like this, but his boredom is not as
evident as Yoongi’s. The elder vampire is clearly dozing off when he’s not spoken to and one of
the other vampires from a different coven, Jennie, has to kick at Yoongi’s shins to subtly wake him
up.

The dining room table is completely full, spanning the entire length of the long room. Dinner has
already been served (it’s more for show, but some vampires do eat normal food just for the taste
and feeling of being full) and the table is cleared, the pristine white tablecloth holding nearly
nothing on it.

Seokjin is doing all the talking, so nobody really pitches in. Jimin’s not one for public speaking like
this and he doesn’t want to draw attention to himself. Nobody has realized that there are two
werewolves in the mansion yet and that’s the only thing Jimin can be happy about right now. He’s
still pissed but refrains from crossing his arms and making it obvious, so he crosses one leg over
the other underneath the table and keeps his hands in his lap.

They discuss human activity, border patrols, new borders, hunting grounds, outside activity, and
other such things that vampires —like Yoongi— find boring but necessary to go over. It’s very
formal, though when all of the talking is done, there is some socializing, and Jimin can see Yoongi
dip out of the room the moment everyone stands to chat with one another.

Jimin can’t leave yet so he sticks around and chats quietly with others who approach, glasses of
wine being handed out. The wine’s been infused with blood to make it worthwhile and the vampire
only takes small sips here and there.

It’s a couple of hours before sunrise that Jimin decides he should leave, maybe go catch a few
hours of sleep if he can sleep at all. Jungkook’s most likely sleeping now, probably in his bed, and
he approaches Seokjin.

“I’m heading back to my room,” he murmurs, setting his nearly empty glass of wine on the corner
of the table, “but you might find me sleeping in the library or hanging out in there all day.”

Seokjin dismisses Jimin appropriately and then the lavender haired male is gone.

Everyone’s downstairs at this time and he ascends the stairs quietly, fingers working on his jacket
to take it off. He puts it over his arm and digs out the bedroom key from his pocket, a click
resonating through the air as the door’s unlocked.

Jimin slips in and closes the doors quietly behind him, turning around and expecting Jungkook to
be tucked under the sheets of his bed or on the couch against the wall. Instead, he sees the outline
of Jungkook’s naked back, soft groaning noises coming from the wolf on his bed. The sheets are a
mess around him and the entire room smells of wolf pheromones.

Heightened wolf hearing has Jungkook’s head snapping around, dark fringe stuck to his sweaty
forehead. “ Hyung ,” he breathes, voice gravelly and low.

The vampire’s breath hitches in his throat and his fingers slip from the door, only after locking it
again. Even though the room is dark, he can easily spot how much of a mess Jungkook has made of
his bed, the broad expanse of his back rippling with taut muscle when he shifts.

“What are you doing?” Jimin asks, albeit hesitantly, setting his jacket on the nearest chair. The
room reeks.

“ M’in my rut,” the wolf pants, “it hurts , hyung. Everything smells like you, smells so good — ”

Jimin knew it was a bad idea to put Jungkook in here.

“I was gone for only a couple hours, how could—” he stops himself, spotting one of his larger
pillows trapped underneath the alpha’s body, silk sheets just draping over the small of his back.

Jimin swallows.

With another groan, Jungkook moves his hips, grinding himself on the pillow pressed between his
legs. The sheets slip and it's clear the the wolf is completely naked underneath, rutting against the
pillow as if he's actually fucking someone.

The vampire inhales and doesn’t let that breath go.

“Jungkook. . .” he doesn’t know where to begin, what to say, but he cautiously approaches the side
of the bed, keeping a good distance away. Jimin’s still mad, still really irritated with Jungkook, but
the wolf has made a mess of his bed. Drying cum stains the sheets and all of the fur blankets are
shoved towards the foot of the bed.

Jungkook looks so desperate, so needy, hips rutting into the pillow like his life depended on it.

Jimin knows he should do something because walking away is the worst thing he can possibly do.
There’s resentment simmering in his belly but he has to shove it aside for now. Jungkook’s alpha
musk hangs in the air and it’s almost nauseating; lust bubbles up to the surface and forces down the
resentment because Jungkook does smell good.

“What. . . what do you want me to do?”

The wolf cums with a growl, panting and biceps straining. It does nothing to stem the tide of his
rut, and when he looks at Jimin, his eyes are totally blown out and gold with no trace of their usual
chocolatey tone.

“Let me fuck you,” he growls, rocking back and Jimin can see how his cock is still rock hard
between his legs. “Please, hyung, it hurts.”

Jimin’s still for a moment before he’s moving, walking back and forth as he thinks as he undresses.
Jungkook’s just going to have to wait until he’s undressed and prepped, but that’s going to take
awhile. Too long for an alpha in rut to wait.

The wolf’s eyes are hungry as they land on Jimin while he strips out of his nice clothes, fingers
fumbling with his dangling earrings and the silver buttons of his shirt. Jungkook begins to rub
against the pillow again, making all sorts of growling and panting noises, and Jimin reaches inside
his dresser drawer to flounder around for the lube.

“Jungkook-ah, hey, let me suck you off,” Jimin suggests, but he’s already kneeling down on the
side of the bed, popping the cap off the lube. But Jungkook’s just rutting into the pillow, searching
for his release, and Jimin snaps, “Get over here.”

It's almost endearing how Jungkook immediately clamors over, looking like the pup he is with his
wide eyes and tender motions, but his cock is curved up against his belly as he kneels in front of
the vampire. “C-can I touch you, hyung?”
“I’m prepping myself,” Jimin states, already squirting lube over his fingers, reaching behind to rub
one finger over his rim. He does part his lips though, leaning forward to lap at the leaking head of
Jungkook’s cock. “Just let me do what I need to do, Jungkook.”

The wolf can't help but to buck his hips forward into the warm wetness of Jimin’s mouth, tangling
his fingers into the vampire’s hair for leverage. “Oh fuck, your mouth— can I fuck your throat, p-
please?”

Jimin slips the first finger past his rim and he lets his jaw go slack, plush lips wrapped obscenely
around Jungkook’s thick cock. He can only nod a little before Jungkook’s eagerly shoving himself
down the vampire’s throat, and Jimin has to be careful with his sharp teeth as to not harm the
young wolf accidentally.

With one hand in the vampire’s hair and the other around his throat, Jungkook thrusts deep until
Jimin’s nose is pressed up against his lower belly. A strangled noise of pleasure escapes his lips
when Jimin’s throat contracts around him, and he shudders when he can feel his cock twitching
beneath his fingers.

“W-wanna cum in your wet little mouth, hyung.”

Jimin’s fitted two fingers now and he’s working on a third, but it’s hard to keep concentrating on
one thing when he’s occupied. Saliva wells up in his mouth and smears along his chin, and he pulls
off Jungkook just enough for him to catch his breath and nod his head as he squeezes a third finger
in, moaning softly.

“Go ahead,” the vampire rasps, lips red and jaw aching. He spreads his thighs a little further as he
thrusts his fingers all at once, lips parting to let Jungkook finish off in his mouth.

When Jungkook cums, he's fisting his own cock, gasping and snarling and painting Jimin’s swollen
lips and tongue with his release. It's filthy, but the wolf loves seeing the elder covered in his cum,
smears it around with the tip of his cock. It's a claim, a possessive behavior, and it doesn't stop
Jungkook from yanking the vampire up and kissing him on the mouth. “Fuck, I want you now, let
me fuck you, hyung, I'll make you feel so good.”

Jimin’s gasping when Jungkook kisses him, cum smeared along his cheeks now along with his lips
and he withdraws his fingers. He wants to warn against Jungkook claiming any further but
Jungkook is making the statement that the vampire is his and that’s exactly what Jimin wants to
hear after the incident earlier.
“Then fuck me,” Jimin breathes out, nicking Jungkook’s lips with his sharp canines, “Show me
how sorry you are for earlier, fuck me like you mean it.”

The younger wolf whines, bullies Jimin onto his back on the bed, the taste of blood in his mouth.
It's easy for him to hook the vampire’s legs over his shoulders, planting his palms on the mattress
for leverage. “Yes, yes, yes,” he chants, rutting his hips forward blindly, cock slipping between
Jimin’s lube slick cheeks. He's panting, shaking, finally gripping himself at the base with one hand
so that he can sink inside the vampire’s tight body.

Jimin reaches down between his legs to grapple at his ass, helps pry himself apart to make the slide
that much easier. His fingers are smaller, aren’t as fulfilling or deft as Jungkook’s, and there’s a
slight burn when Jungkook squeezes past his rim and buries himself to the hilt.

“Fuck, fuck, J-Jungkook—” he pants, back bowing off the bed as Jungkook’s hands fit on either
side of his body. Jimin’s throat is raw but he moans loudly, in a high pitched voice, when Jungkook
pulls out and slams back in.

Jungkook’s past the point of caring, so deep into his wolf’s head space that he can only growl
every time his hips smack into the back of Jimin’s ass. He fucks like an animal, nails clawing at
the curve of Jimin’s waist to hold him in place.

Jimin has to resist from being too loud, knows that people are still downstairs and that one wrong
move could land them both in trouble. Sweat dabbles across his forehead and his back is sticking
to the silk sheets, fingers clutching handfuls, the soft friction driving them higher up the mattress.

It’s rough and fast and unforgiving, feels like he’s going to split in two from Jungkook’s cock, but
it’s so good, especially when Jungkook thrusts just right and slams into the sweet spot that has
Jimin writhing and nearly sobbing.

“O-oh god, right there Jungkook, yes, yes, yes, just like that —”

Jimin’s legs slip from Jungkook’s shoulders, instead falling around the werewolf’s waist, but it
doesn't break the younger’s rhythm. He grinds up into that spot that makes Jimin see stars, teeth
bared as he buries his face in the vampire's neck.

The base of his cock starts to swell, the alpha’s knot catching on the edges of Jimin's hole as
Jungkook tries to force it inside.

The vampire wraps his arms underneath Jungkook’s triceps to hold him in place as Jungkook tries
to knot him. Jimin’s abdomen clenches and he cries out into the wolf’s ear as he releases, hips
jerking and back bowing off the mattress as he soils their chests. He hiccups once in an attempt to
breathe, his canines grazing the shell of Jungkook’s ear, a desperate whine escaping him when
Jungkook shoves his knot inside him, the stretch borderline painful for the vampire.

As soon as they're tied together, Jungkook cums with a snarl, teeth pressed into the side of Jimin’s
neck like he's a kill. His knot pulses, spilling his load hot and thick inside the vampire until his
whole body shakes above him.

Jimin’s nails scrape along Jungkook’s flank and his legs drop from the alpha’s waist. He’s filled to
the brim, but Jungkook’s knot is able to keep everything inside, and Jimin falls to the mattress
boneless. Tears prick his eyelashes from the pleasure and the pain, mouth dropped open in heavy
pants as they cool down.

With the initial haze of the rut lifted, Jungkook pulls his teeth free of Jimin’s neck. He didn’t bite
hard enough to break the skin, but just hard enough that there would probably be a mark for the
next several days. “You okay, hyung?” he breathes into the sweaty juncture where the vampire’s
neck meets his shoulder.

“M. . . M’fine,” Jimin mumbles softly, turning his face into the soft fluff of Jungkook’s hair. “I
wasn’t. . . expecting makeup sex. . .”

“Sorry, it was just. . . I knew I was due for a rut soon but I think being here —where everything
smells like you— it just triggered it early.”

The vampire runs his fingers weakly through Jungkook’s brunette locks and pats his side to let him
know he can rest his full weight since they’re going to be stuck for awhile. “Hell of a place to go
into rut,” Jimin laughs dryly, throat just a little scratchy, “but I needed that. Wow, did I need that.”

Jungkook finally lowers himself down, nuzzling at Jimin’s skin affectionately. “Glad I could be of
service.”

They lay there for a long time, with Jimin dozing off briefly and Jungkook studying the features of
the vampire’s face before the knot softens, stirring both of them from their haze. It’s with caution
that Jungkook pulls out, his release pouring out of Jimin and onto the sheets, but they’re so soiled
already that Jimin doesn’t bother reaching for the tissues.

Jungkook’s just going to be horny within the next hour anyways.

For now, Jimin accepts the apology, and there’s a little bit of pride in his system because he caused
the rut to happen; more particularly, his scent, which drove Jungkook straight into hormonal
overdrive. But Jimin also can’t really move, and he’s glad it’s morning because nobody will come
check on him or wonder what he’s up to.

“Oh, ouch,” Jimin mumbles as he rolls over on his stomach on the bed, shoving aside a defiled
pillow for a clean one. His ass hurts, but there’s still more rounds to come.

“Am I gonna get you in trouble?” Jungkook breaks the silence, sweat beginning to dry on his skin.

“As long as those doors are shut, I don’t think anyone will know that I’ve fucked you,” Jimin
sighs, fingers closing around the pillow he’s resting on. His previously styled hair is now a
lavender tousled mess. “There are so many vampires around that they’ll overpower you, but just
barely.”

Jungkook tugs one of the sheets up around his hips, then folds his arms under his head with a quiet
sigh. “I wish we didn't have to hide.”

“I don’t know. . . we could go out in the woods,” comes Jimin’s quiet voice, and he’s clearly
taking a jab at Jungkook’s situation from the afternoon. He’s going to be salty about it for the next
day most likely, unless Jungkook fucks it out of him (which is highly likely).

For the first time, Jungkook looks fed up and makes an exasperated sound in the back of his throat.
“Are you really not gonna let that go, hyung?”

Jimin casts his eyes over to Jungkook, fingers toying with the sheets. “Gonna take me a day, yeah,”
he replies, voice muffled slightly by the pillow.

There's no reply. The young wolf just stares up at the ceiling, then closes his eyes and breathes in
deep like he's trying to sleep. It's hard to settle down during the first twenty four hours of a rut, and
Jungkook really tries but he's fidgety. Rolling onto his side —away from Jimin— helps a little bit,
but not much.

There’s silence for a couple minutes and Jimin waits and keeps still but Jungkook keeps squirming
around, too wound up to even close his eyes and sleep.

So the vampire rolls over and fits himself against Jungkook’s back, resting his face between the
younger’s shoulders where he scrapes lightly with his teeth to get the wolf’s attention.

“You know you’re not going to sleep, right?”

Jungkook's skin is hot again. “You could let me out into the woods.” It's a petty thing to say and
they both know it.

Jimin exhales.

God, they’re so damn petty over an issue that shouldn’t even matter.

“Thought I told you those doors couldn’t open as long as you’re in rut? Sorry, you can’t go
anywhere.”

Jungkook knows that but he keeps silent. It's even harder to keep still when he can feel the puffs of
Jimin’s breath against his spine.

Jimin slips his arms around the werewolf’s waist, thumbs rubbing over the sharp curves of his
hipbones. Their legs don’t even cross and Jimin’s head is only against the alpha’s back. He wants
to change the subject, because now he feels bad about being so goddamn petty towards the poor
kid. “You’ve grown a lot.” He pats Jungkook’s abdomen next, feeling nothing but solid muscle.
“Stop it.”

“Make me,” the werewolf teases, letting his lips twitch up into a smile. “It's not my fault you're the
shortest vampire in the coven. Even Yoongi is taller than you.”

Feigning shock, Jimin gasps and his hands try to squeeze Jungkook in retaliation. “You’re rude.
Looks like you’ll be spending the rest of your rut alone—”
“Yea? You gonna leave me in here all alone so I can have my way with every pillow on your bed?”

Jimin’s arms retreat from Jungkook and he starts to move away, the silk sheets shifting with him.
“I’m sure the pillows can keep you company,” he hums, sitting up like he’s about to leave, “you
seemed to be having fun with them earlier. What do you want from me that’s different than those
pillows?”

With a grunt, Jungkook sits up and catches the vampire around his upper arm. “Nah-ah,” he chides,
pressing Jimin back into the sheets, “pillows don't cut it. No place to shove my knot.” He's
grinning, peppering Jimin’s face with kisses.

Jimin doesn’t struggle under Jungkook’s hold and he raises up, forcing their bodies to touch. “Who
says I’m letting you shove your knot in me again?”

“You always do.”

Jimin has helped Jungkook through one rut before, so he does have evidence that stacks up against
the vampire.

“Jerk,” is what the vampire mumbles before he’s grabbing the back of Jungkook’s neck and
tugging him down, smashing their mouths together in a kiss. There’s no real finesse to it, not with
the excess teeth and tongue, but it has Jungkook coming back to life in almost no time. Jimin tries
to be careful with his fangs and that’s becoming more of a challenge when Jungkook gets rougher.

It's really no surprise when Jungkook slices his tongue open on one of Jimin’s fangs, but that
doesn't stop them. In fact, he knows that Jimin loves the taste, the metallic tang of blood drives him
wild, so he lets the vampire suck on the puncture, fingers tangled in his hair.

“Mm, Jungkook,” Jimin pants against their lips, “I haven’t drunk from you in forever. Please— I
wanna—”

He can’t finish his sentence, voice tapering off into a moan. Jungkook’s blood does render him
horny and extremely needy, the younger’s blood just too delicious to simply pass up during sex.
His teeth ache to bite and he just wants a little taste, just a little bit before they’re done and spent.
“Why don't you ride me? Bite me when you cum?”

Jimin agrees immediately, runs his tongue over Jungkook’s mouth before pulling back. He uses
the arm around Jungkook’s backside to flip them over, Jungkook’s back bouncing once and then
twice from the force. Jimin’s just as strong as Jungkook and he keeps the wolf down as he
clambers into his lap, fingers twitching to touch and hold.

He grinds back against Jungkook, hands pressed into his abdomen, using that as leverage to roll his
hips. Jungkook’s hard against him, and his rut is starting to kick in again, his chocolate eyes
bleeding into amber as he reaches out for the vampire.

“C’mon, hyung,” he croaks, stroking the pads of his thumbs over Jimin’s dusky nipples until they
pebble under his touch, “ride me.”

Jimin squirms from Jungkook’s touch but he’s already positioning himself, locking his thighs
around Jungkook and reaching behind him for his cock, fingers gripping the base and gently
guiding him closer. He raises himself up just a tad before slowly lowering himself down, head
thrown back to expose the curve of his throat.

A throaty whine is punched out from his chest when Jungkook bucks his hips up and Jimin sinks to
the very base, fingers splayed across Jungkook’s stomach for balance.

The alpha growls and Jimin begins to move, lifting himself up about halfway before falling back
down, just absolutely loving how Jungkook spears him open, goads him on with a roll of his hips
every now and then if he’s stalling.

“Oh fuck, Jungkook—” he mewls, slamming himself down, “Harder, harder, please —”

Jungkook snarls, snapping his teeth and digging his nails into the vampire’s hips, using the
leverage to press himself deeper with each roll of Jimin’s hips. “Y-You're gonna let everyone k-
know what a slut you are for me, being so loud, hyung.”

“Y-you love it,” Jimin breathes, working himself up and then down on Jungkook’s length, but he
switches the position of his hands. Where they were against Jungkook’s stomach, they’re now
gripping the alpha’s thighs, the obscene and erotic slapping of his hips against Jungkook louder.
“You l-love when I ride you, b-bounce on your fat cock—”
His thighs tense and they’re starting to shake but he keeps going, slamming back down with force,
crying out when Jungkook rubs right against the spot that has him trembling and whining. Jimin
throws his head back and begs for Jungkook to keep going, to fuck him harder, just like that.

The wolf bends his legs at the knees, propping himself up so that their bodies are angled perfectly.
His knot is already beginning to swell again, and every time Jimin slams down a little whine
escapes Jungkook. “C-come on, hyung, you can take my knot a-and then you can cum.”

He tries to give Jimin what he's begging for, snapping his hips up so hard the vampire’s entire
body shakes. “You're s-so pretty, hyung, look at how good your ass takes my cock.”

Jimin’s taking it like he was made for it, hiccuping and on the verge of sobbing by the time his
orgasm hits him. High-pitched whimpers leave his mouth and his hips stutter.

“I-I’m gonna fucking cum,” he warns, his arms also beginning to feel the pressure from staying up
for so long. “W-wanna bite you, please —”

Jungkook sits up, grinding his knot inside Jimin’s body again, letting the vampire go slack in his
arms. “You'll take my knot,” he growls, “and then you can cum.”

Jimin’s weak and he protests when he’s denied, viciously rocking his hips back on Jungkook in
desperation. “I can’t wait—”

“You're so good, you can — almost, hyung—”

Jungkook’s hands force him down and Jimin growls in frustration, tears welling up in the corner of
his eyes. This isn’t fair. It’s impossible for him to try and hold back, and he lunges forward to wrap
his arms around the alpha’s neck and dig his nails into his shoulders, continuing to grind down on
Jungkook’s knot in search of release.

The wolf makes a guttural noise when he finally shoves his knot inside Jimin, locking them
together. “Fuck— cum on my dick, hyung, f-fucking bite me—”

It’s those words that finally push Jimin over the edge. He buries his moans into Jungkook’s neck as
his orgasm hits him like a brick, exploding all over the alpha’s chest. Jimin’s teeth automatically
find the perfect spot and he opens his mouth, digging his fangs into the side of Jungkook’s neck
without restraint.

They both shiver from the pleasure and Jimin’s fingers yank Jungkook back by his hair for the best
angle, blood flowing into his mouth. The pleasure is overwhelming and he can feel Jungkook cum
inside him when he’s nearly finished biting, body going limp in the alpha’s arms from the
overstimulation.

Jimin doesn’t want to feed like normal, as he’s done to Jungkook before, and he slowly withdraws,
lapping over the wound with his tongue affectionately.

Jungkook draws in shaky breath after shaky breath, forehead pressed into the curve of Jimin’s
shoulder. He's light headed, like he always is after Jimin drinks from him, but he gently purses his
lips and presses a kiss to the vampire’s sweaty skin. “Holy shit, hyung. . .”

The vampire feels weak, his eyes now red unlike their usual blue, and he licks around his lips to
catch any remaining drops of blood. His chest heaves and their skin is sweaty and sticky, but
Jungkook feels so warm and so right.

“Shit. . . your blood makes me so horny, I swear,” Jimin breathes, attempting at laughing.

All Jungkook can do is smile because he knows . “So now we’re even then.”

“What do you mean “even?”” Jimin mumbles, head falling into the crook of Jungkook’s neck and
shoulder.

“I jumped you once and you jumped me once.”

“Okay, okay. . . I guess that’s fair enough.”

Slowly, the wolf leans back, letting Jimin lay ontop of him with his head still tucked into
Jungkook's neck. “Probably gonna be another day of rut at least,” he finally says, tracing patterns
over Jimin’s spine with his fingertips. “Maybe a little more.”

At that, the vampire sighs audibly. “I don’t know how I’ll hold up for that long. . .”
 He props himself on his elbows and flicks Jungkook’s cheek. “And that wasn’t very nice of you,
not letting me cum first. You selfish alpha.”

“You liked it, don't lie,” Jungkook doesn't move a muscle, eyes closed and face relaxed. “Think I'm
ready for a nap. . . you know, before round three.”

Jimin’s flustered but he settles back down on top of Jungkook, resting his head on his solid chest.
“I could go with a nap, it’s morning,” he agrees, eyes back to their normal, charismatic blue. “ I’ll
see you on the other side. When your dick is hard and it’s time for round three.”

There's a soft press of lips to the crown of his head, Jungkook’s sleepy, rough voice murmuring
‘goodnight’ even though the sun is starting to peek through the edges of the blackout curtains.

Jimin reaches for one of the fur blankets and draws it over their naked bodies, although the heat
radiating from Jungkook should be more than enough to keep them warm and comfortable.
Jungkook and his heart belong to Jimin and the vampire’s never been more content than in this
moment, bodies pressed together and Jungkook's warm breath on his skin. His eyes shut and he
begins to drift off, listening to the wolf’s steady heartbeat, a flicker of a smile crossing his face.

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