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Mattress

Let's just admit it.

We're all huge sluts for Hoseok.

The hot drink burned your tongue as you tried to take a sip.

It was too early in the morning to be doing anything.

But here you were, waiting, as per usual.

He liked to make these requests of you, showing him how much you really were his.

Jong Hoseok was your Sugar Daddy.

There were many ways to put oneself through college. But, working a full-time job and getting next to no where from that didn't sound good to you. Slaving in a kitchen with twenty other people risking burns for customers that didn't even give a shit.

At least with Mr. Hoseok, both parties were entertained by what you were doing. And, it didn't always mean sex.

Sometimes he simply didn't want to eat dinner alone. Other times he wanted someone's opinion on his outfit in the morning. And other times, he wanted home cooked meals from a person he knew.

Every time he called you, there was something else he wanted. But, he always gave you what you wanted in return. He was a funny guy with a good heart, but to you, he was Daddy.

He was the chairman of an electronics company that had completely blown up around the world. Everyone had one of his cellphones or one of his laptops. If they were lucky, on of his state of the art cameras.

And you had all three.

Only the best for Daddy's princess.

He paid you in gifts like these sometimes, but mainly, he transferred the money to your bank accounts every month. You were surprised how much he was willing to give you. Anything you said you were interested in, Hoseok would inquire if it was something he could get you.

However, you mainly just wanted your college to be paid for. Although, being near Hoseok wasn't something you were going to complain about.

The way you met Hoseok was at a bar. You had been a waitress for almost two and a half years when this gorgeous man strolled into the building with three or four other men in suits. Your mouth dropped open. The man in the very front was absolutely mouth watering.

All of the waitresses jumped at the chance to serve such a high class man. But, whether it be fate, luck, or sheer coincidence, he sat in your section.

You shooed all the doe eyed girls out of the way and walked over with a gentle smile on your face.

"And what can I get you gentlemen this afternoon?" you asked, readying your pen. They went around the table giving you their orders with big smiles. You got to the gorgeous one and his eyes seemed to run over your frame with a quick movement.

"I'd like a Moscow Mule light ice and your phone number please," he asked, leaning forward and giving you a seductive smile.

"There he goes again," a younger man said, throwing his brown hair out of his face and leaning back in the chair.

"Hoseok, don't be so forward when you've just met someone!" a man with pinkish tinted hair scolds.

"Of course, Hobi-hyung is the first one to hit on the waitress," another one with blonde hair commented.

But you simply smiled and went to go get their drinks. All of the waitresses swarmed you with questions and begged you to give them the table. You shook your head and gave their orders to the bartender.

Namjoon kept shaking the mixer while looking at you.

"You seem tense, what did that guy want from you? You seemed to tense up a bit on your way over here," he said, eyeing up the table.

Namjoon had been like your brother at the bar. Always watching over you and making sure that no man disrespected you while you were at work.

"Just asked for my number and a drink. Harmless," you said, giving him a soft smile. Namjoon didn't take the bait, but decided to leave it alone.

Soon, their drinks were ready and you went back to the table.

The men got quiet when you approach them with their drinks. You gave them a big smile and set their drinks down in the correct order.

"Here we go. A bottle of soju with a cut up lime, bourbon with a shot of pickle juice, lightest beer on tap and a Moscow mule with light ice," you said. They were pleased and thanked you.

The one named Hoseok didn't seem to bother you anymore.

The table stayed for around an hour an a half, casually drinking and ordering small things to snack on throughout the evening.

At the end of everything, you wound up really enjoying the table as a whole. You learned their names. Jungkook, who was the youngest. Jimin, who was older by a few years. Jin who was the oldest of them all. Finally getting to Hoseok, who happened to be the same age as Namjoon who was working the bar!

They were all very kind and made you laugh, even giving you their phone numbers just to hang out again if you wanted.

All in all, the night was a success. You were pleased with their business and for once you were happy to be a waitress.

As you were cleaning up near closing you felt a tap on your shoulder. You jumped slightly, only to see that it was Hoseok.

"Oh, Hoseok-oppa. You startled me. What do you need?" you asked, standing before him. He looked you over for the second time that you could see and stared directly into your eyes.

"Is their anything you want, in this world?" he asked, sitting down at the empty table.

You gawked at him, surprised at his nonchalant attitude towards you. But, you thought about his statement and nodded.

"I want to go to college and not have to work in a bar six to seven days a week," you said, sitting down across from him.

He leaned forward on his arms and smiled at you. "What if I told you I could make that happen?" he asked, cocking his head to the side slightly. You narrowed your eyes at him and sat up a little straighter.

"I'd have to call bull-shit, sorry for the language," you said, crossing your arms.

"What if I proved it to you? Would you be willing to go on a date with me next week?" he asked. Your eyes seemed to get narrower, but you were intrigued by this handsome individual before you.

"What time and where would we be going?" you asked, testing the waters.

"How about dinner in one of my hotels, the one closest to the water has a salmon dish that I'm fond of, are you in?" he challenged.

You weren't one to back down, so you agreed.

The date went surprisingly well. The two of you clicked in a way that you didn't think was possible with someone you'd met in a bar and served drinks to for a few hours. However, Hoseok was a gentleman and treated you like a lady.

After the dinner he'd taken you back to his apartment. Which was a bad move on your part, but the red wine you had had was flooding through your veins and you felt great.

Hoseok sat you down on the couch and approached you with a question on his lips.

"I know this is going to sound awful after just one date... And I don't want to do this to objectify you in anyway... Please understand that I am doing this to help you, and ease my loneliness as well... I want you to be... my sugar baby," he managed to squeak out.

You were enraged at first. But the more Hoseok explained what he would be asking of you, and what it really meant to be a sugar baby, the more you calmed down and started actually listening.

Because originally, it didn't start with sex.

It started with dates and home cooked meals. You coming over for a glass of wine here and there.

However, that wasn't paying enough for you.

You asked if Hoseok would pay you more if you had sex with him. He got a little upset, and rightfully so. You had insulted him...

He said that if you wanted more money, all you had to do was ask for it.

But, one drunken night, the two of you managed to stumble into his bed and go at it like bunnies in the spring time as it were.

The next morning he woke up to you in the kitchen making him breakfast.

And after that, the two of you were hooked on each other.

Now, you were waiting for him in a coffee shop at seven thirty in the fucking morning. All because he wanted to see you before he was stuck in an office for an entire day.

You heard the bell on the door ring and Hoseok's brilliant self walked through the door. Even though you were tired and cranky, you managed to smile and give him a tight hug.

The pair of you sat down at the table and you sipped on your coffee with a delicate precision. Hoseok seemed to admire you as you drank the bitter hot liquid.

"So, why did you call me here so early in the morning?" you asked, looking up from your coffee.

Hoseok leaned back in his spot and gazed at you with his bedroom eyes. You almost choked on your coffee from the sudden arousal you felt, but you remained as composed as you could considering the circumstances.

"I got something at the apartment this morning and I couldn't wait until later for you to see it. So I decided that you should probably have some coffee before you came over, because you aren't going to be leaving for a while," he whispered with a smirk on his face. Your cheeks flushed red and you squirmed in your seat.

For whatever reason, Hoseok knew every single way to turn you on. It seemed ridiculous, but he did.

Every thing that made your skin erupt in sparks, he knew.

He always managed to rile you up some way or another. The way that he slide his hand down your back, almost touching your ass but never getting there.

"And what did you get at the apartment this morning?" you asked, trying to keep yourself from losing it.

Abruptly, Hoseok stood up. His sudden action caused you to stand as well, curious as to what you did wrong. You gave him a stunned look but he simply smiled and shook his head before giving you another hug. You weren't going to say no to his actions so you hugged back.

"I got a new mattress. Better for daddy to fuck his princess on, what do you say?" he asked in a dirty tone. Your face flushed at his words, but you were practically dripping from being in his presence anyways. And the way he ran his tongue over his lips was sinful.

He would certainly be the death of you.

"Can we leave, now?" you asked, already grabbing your bag. Hoseok simply smiled at you and took your arm, leading you towards the door.

-_-_-_-_-

The air was warm when you walked into his penthouse.

It was one of the first things you noticed when you first came to his house. It was full of light and warmth, something that he radiated wherever he went. Hoseok was someone who no matter the circumstances, could make you smile.

The two of you wandered around the apartment for a few moments, gathering your thoughts. Hoseok had been very brash with you, especially out in public. However, that wasn't the first time he'd been like that with others around.

His favorite time to tease you was when his friends were around. You had taken a liking to them and he used that to his advantage. They knew you had some kind of fling going on.

Especially when Jin walked in one morning when you were making breakfast in your bra and panties with one of Hoseok's work shirts on.

You were certain that he had spank bank material for months after that.

However, you didn't want to give them the wrong impression about yourself. You had respect for your mind and your body. And Hoseok was never disrespectful of either. You were going to college, him paying for all of it without batting an eye.

You admired him as he set his jacket down on the couch and stretched out. He was a dance instructor in the afternoons some days and you knew that he was talented with his tongue.

He liked to say that if his father hadn't have given him the company, he would've been in a street dance group or in one of the idol schools where he could be in a big boy band.

Hoseok was talented in anything he did, it seemed. Except for singing... Rapping sure, but never singing.

You walked over and ran your nails down his clothed back temptingly. Hoseok growled slightly as the contact and leant back into your touch. You smiled at the actions and continued to run your nails all over his clothed flesh.

If there was one thing you loved to do during sex with him, it was scratch. You loved looking at the red lines you left behind after a passionate night with him. He'd always admire them in the mirror and say, 'Damn, Daddy must've pounded his princess really good. Look at what you did to Daddy."

His shirt felt so good under your hands, but the muscle underneath the shirt is what you were really interested in. He seemed to understand what you were getting at, so he shed his shirt quickly.

Finally, your hands met his bare skin and you moaned merely at the contact. His warm skin felt like heaven underneath your nails and with every scratch down his beautiful flesh, you saw a shiver run down his spine that had you squeezing your thighs together to relieve the pressure that you were feeling.

Hoseok turned to face you and picked you up so that you were sitting with your legs wrapped around his waist. You leaned down without hesitation and planted your lips on his with eagerness.

You moaned when your back hit a wall roughly.

Hoseok had his hands in your pants, rubbing against your clit with ferocity. You were writhing and screaming with your fingers gripping his shoulders desperately.

"Daddy!" you yelped as he managed to slip a finger inside of your heat.

Everything was so fast that you hardly had any time to register your orgasm that was looming over you.

Suddenly it all hit you and you gripped his shoulders tightly, feeling your climax hit you without much of a build up.

Maybe it was because you hadn't had him in so long your body felt deprived.

That must be it, because the two of you hadn't been able to have much more than quick oral sessions when he visited you in your dorm room.

Sudden pain flared up in your spine and you realized that you had hit your back on the doorknob of the room after Hoseok has slammed you against the door.

"Real," you gasped out.

It was your safe word.

It meant, real pain, really scared, those types of things so that it wasn't mistake with your yelps of pain from punishment or anything like that. Hoseok froze and lowered you to the ground quickly checking you over with worry on his face.

"What is it? Are you hurt?" he asked, patting your head comfortingly. You smiled and pointed to the doorknob.

"I-It got me in the back... I just need a minute," you whispered, rubbing your back, silently cursing the knob for landing in your back at such an inopportune time.

"I'm so sorry princess, you know the last thing I want is to hurt you. When it's not fun anyways," he mumbled, rubbing your back soothingly.

"It's alright Daddy, your princess likes it when you're rough," you said, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him in for an alluring kiss. It was so good to feel his lips against yours and nothing would ever be able to replace the rush you got when his hands wandered back into your panties.

His fingers worked against you deftly as he worked you up a little more.

"I don't think I can wait for Daddy's cock... Can we get straight to the fucking Daddy? Please?" you asked in your submissive voice that you knew got you anything you wanted. Hoseok couldn't resist anything when you said it in that tone.

He moaned and picked you up in his arms once again, much slower this time, being cautious of the door handle and your back. His gentleness made you smile, but you knew it wasn't going to last for long.

"Please Daddy, your princess needs your cock, please Daddy," you whined softly. Hoseok's eyes turned dark as he pulled your pants and panties off in a swift yank. You shivered as you felt the cold air of the room rush over your bare skin.

"Mmm... Daddy loves it when he can see the goosebumps on your skin," he muttered while running his lips over your chilled flesh. You moaned as the warmth of his mouth made you want more.

Why was he teasing so much?

God, as hot as this was, you really just wanted him to be inside of you.

The stretching that occurred every time he entered you. How you always needed a minute before he started moving because you were just so...

Tight.

His pants were being thrown to the floor and you reached up to tug on his hair, urging him to get moving faster.

"Princess is so needy tonight. Since Daddy made a mistake, you are allowed to be greedy tonight, alright princess? Anything you want, Daddy will give you," he said with a low, sultry voice.

"I want your cock, Daddy. Please, put it in me. I want it so bad I can barely think... Fill up your princess Daddy," you moaned out.

Hoseok was quick to take off your shirt and bra, reaching forward to grope your chest harshly. He attached his lips to your nipples and sucked at them the way you loved. You moaned and bucked your hips into his crotch several times. He gasped and bit down on your nipples playfully.

"Daddyyyy," you keened out, tugging on his hair as he ravished your chest. "No more teasing, I want you inside me, that's what your princess wants," you gasped out. Hoseok nodded and brought his mouth away from your chest.

Finally, he lowered his boxers and reached over into the bedside drawer for the condoms. After rolling one on he moved his finger in between your folds to test your wetness. You moaned, already worked up from the one orgasm he'd given you.

Hoseok decided you were wet enough and lined himself up with your entrance. As always, he stopped right before you thought he was going to push in.

"Are you sure?" he asked, like always. Making sure that everything was consensual.

"Daddy, please fuck me," you moaned.

Without any other words, Hoseok pushed forward into your tight heat.

You froze at the sensation of being so full. He always made you feel so good, no matter what position you started in. It always felt amazing.

After a few moments, he pulled out and pushed his full length inside of you. You gripped onto his shoulders and ran your nails down his chest. Hoseok hissed at the pain, but it only drove him further inside of you. It was the desired effect.

The burning of the stretching had your lower stomach in a fiery mess. Every little movement he made drew molten heat into your womanhood. It all felt so good. You couldn't say it enough.

He was always so good to you.

In anything he did with you, he did it to the best of his ability.

It wasn't like him to let you boss him around, so you were going to take advantage of this situation.

"Daddy, I want more kisses," you said breathlessly.

Hoseok really only used kissing as foreplay. He said that during sex it only got in the way. Why would he focus on your lips when he could focus on pounding your pussy so hard you saw stars?

However, he lowered his lips to yours without complaint and started kissing you slowly as his hips picked up speed.

The combined sensations of his lips against yours while his cock was deep inside of you was an overwhelming feeling.

You felt much more connected to him this way.

Other than the obvious one.

"Fuck baby, so tight around my dick. Did you miss Daddy's cock? Huh? Did you miss how well I fuck you? You love Daddy fucking you so hard that you can't walk the next day, huh? Tell Daddy how much you love him fucking you," he groaned into your neck.

"I love how you fuck me Daddy. It always feels so good, you feel good. I don't want to be able to move from this bed for the rest of the day because that means I have to wait for you to fuck me again. I don't want to wait for you cock, Daddy. It feels too amazing," you cried out as he got faster the longer you spoke.

Dirty talk was one of your favorite things. Hoseok wasn't much for it in the bedroom, but it was another one of your perks of the day.

Hoseok's hips continued pounding into you at an alarming rate. You could practically feel the bruises forming already, but you couldn't find a fuck to give.

"I want to ride you Daddy, please," you begged as Hoseok shuddered with effort above you. He gave you a look, but then conceded. He pulled out of you with a wet 'pop' that had you feeling incredible empty.

He laid back, disgruntled that he had to relinquish control over to you. You crawled over to him and pulled the condom off, throwing it into the trash can.

Hoseok about had a heart attack and gripped your wrist before you could get back on him.

"Hang on, we're not doing this without a rubber," he said, going for the drawer.

"I'm on the pill, it was supposed to be a surprise, but I want you to cum inside of me bad. Think you could do that, Daddy? Could you fill your princess with cum?" you whimpered, rubbing your clit to satisfy yourself until he was inside of you again.

Although he seemed a little hesitant, Hoseok let go of your wrist. You happily got on top of him and slowly lowered yourself onto his bare cock. Without much of a warning he bucked up into you. A gasp escaped your throat and you fell forward a little bit. You were in pain but, managed to keep yourself from crying out.

"Oh fuck, princess. It's been so long since I've gone bare. I forgot how good it feels, sorry princess," he apologized while rubbing your chest. You groaned as his experienced hands worked over your sensitive nubs and flesh. You started to move your hips up and down his length, making sure to swivel your hips a little as you came down.

It's been a long time since you'd topped and you forgot how amazing it feels to be in control. Everything moved at the pace you wanted it to and that had you moaning.

"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy," you chanted as Hoseok's hips bucked up to meet yours. You could feel him everywhere. Even though he was underneath you, his hands were on your chest. You could feel him inside of you, filling you up with his length and it euphoric.

"Princess you're so tight, even when Daddy is fucking you so hard. I bet it's difficult to take all of me inside your wet little pussy. Does it sting a little? Or does it feel good?" he questioned, moving a thumb down to your clit.

You gasped and clawed at his chest.

The familiar burning in your stomach started rising again. You needed to cum, and you wanted to feel his release inside of you more than anything right now.

You started smacking your hips against his, making lewd sounds as you worked yourself on his dick as if your life depended on it. Hoseok was groaning murmurs of princess as well as your name.

Exhaustion was creeping into your bones, but desire fueled you forward. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the room and you could hardly believe how hard you were moving on top of him. You wanted to ask if he was alright, but you were too fucked out to care. The only thing that mattered right now was cumming, for the both of you..

Hoseok had a hold of your hips so you didn't buck yourself right off of his lap. The last thing he wanted was to be separated from you at this moment. You moaned out his pet named numerous times before gripping his shoulders hard enough to draw blood.

"Daddy, I'm gonna cum. I want you to cum too, please Daddy. Give it to me. I want your cum leaking out of me as you watch. I want you to see what a mess you've made of your princess. Please Daddy, fucking cum inside of me. I want it so bad," you cried out, running your nails down his chest.

Hoseok moaned out your name as you clawed at his flesh, but he continued to meet your hips each time they came down to maximize both of your pleasures.

Suddenly, he pushed his thumb down on your clit harshly, and that's all it took.

You felt yourself fall over the edge into an orgasm so powerful that if Hoseok hadn't been hanging onto you, you surely would've fallen over from the strength of it all.

Hoseok followed you moments later, the clenching of your walls being no match for his will power. You felt the scorching heat filling you up and everything seemed right. You could feel his cum pouring into you and your heart stopped at the sensation.

He was really doing it.

He really came inside of you.

Eventually, you collapsed onto his chest. Kissing the tattered flesh there delicately.

Soon, Hoseok rubbed your back and helped you onto the mattress. You winced when he pulled out, but you didn't miss the sight of his eyes widening when his release started trickling out of your battered sex.

If he could have, he probably would've kept fucking you right away if only his sex drive would allow that.

-_-_-_-_-

You felt absolutely boneless. As per usual after one of Hoseok's fuck sessions.

"So, what do you think?" Hoseok asked after cleaning you up.

"One of the best rounds we've ever had," you murmured, curling up into his side.

With a huff and a pout Hoseok replied.

"No! Of the mattress!"

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"Come on ___, it's time for church!" your mother coaxed, dressing you up in your nicest clothing for the occasion.

It was your first communion. It was a very important step in your religion and your parents had wasted no expense. You had the most beautiful dress on and your hair was done in such a meticulous manner that it was almost too beautiful. There was a cake that you and your family members got to eat before going to the church service for the day.

You had been waiting for this day for a long time. You knew this meant you were a member of the church and the community. It was a very big deal and your family couldn't of been prouder of you.

Compliments flowed through the home, and you were the center of attention. Everyone wanted to take a picture with you and everyone wanted to give you a present because of the big day that you were experiencing. Your cousin was also there, getting ready for her first communion as well. But no one seemed to be paying her any attention...

You wandered over to her and sat down, giving her a smile.

"Hey, do you want some more cake?" you asked, offering her another plate. She shook her head at you angrily and folded her arms across her body.

"Come on darling! It's time to go!" your mother announced, pulling you away from your cousin. You looked back to see your aunt ushering your cousin towards the door as well...

The day went on as normal. The communion went well, besides your cousin throwing a fit during the ceremony and having to be dragged out... It was an odd thing from her, but everyone kept their focus on you. You performed every part of the ceremony perfectly, like you had seen many times and the practice was over.

Your parents came up and hugged you before they led you out of the church and to the parking lot. You saw your aunt soothing your fitful cousin who then gave you the nastiest look. She seemed to hate you... But what had you done?

Nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

But that doesn't mean that hate was something that you were safe from. You felt pure hatred from her and that continued all the way until you were grown...

-_-_-_-_-_-

"Come on ____, it's time for church!" your mother's voice echoed through the halls. You finished putting the cross on your neck and walked down the stairs very calmly and wound up in the kitchen where your father was sitting with a cup of tea.

"Hello Papa! Did you sleep well?" you asked, grabbing a piece of toast from the table. He nodded and gave you a sweet smile while your mother came in with his tie. You watched as they interacted. Your parents were really in love and it made your heart sing. It also made you think of your boyfriend, Hoseok. He was a year older than you and the two of you were practically made for each other. He was very kind and always willing to give, and you were going to be the perfect bride for him one day. You had been dating for almost nine months and your parents were very proud of you.

"Alright everyone, time to go," your mother said, leading you both towards the car.

The arrival at church was a shocking revelation to say the least.

The whole building was engulfed in flames.

Your mother held her hands to her mouth in horror and your father hung onto her as to make sure she wouldn't collapse in grief. This was the church where they had gotten married. It was the church were you were baptized. It was the church where you had your first communion. It was your home away from home, and now it was in flames.

There was screaming and running and then there was the sound of laughter floating through the air. Who would be laughing at a burning church? Who in their sick minds would find this funny? Who? Who?

You wandered through the crowd of bystanders to find who was laughing. It was a sickening sound, you wanted to hurt whoever damaged this church. It was disgusting to you that someone thought of this. That someone would take away this place of worship without even considering all of whom had come here to find solace and find their way through the Lord's guiding light. Now it was gone and there was going to be hell to pay.

There she was, sitting on the ground with her head in her hands. She was crying because she was laughing so hard. It looked like she was in pain because of the laughter. You walked over and pulled her hair so hard that she stood up and looked at you with moderate confusion.

"Did you do this?" you asked in fury, staring her down.

"Of course I did, why wouldn't I? I hated that fucking building with a passion. So I thought that I would burn it down. What a great idea, huh?" she snickered and placed her hands on your shoulder, laughing hysterically.

Your own cousin burnt down something that was so precious to you. You wanted to throw up and to cry at the same time. How could a member of your family betray you in  such a way? How could she do this to your mother and your father. Your aunt and uncle. How would they react to the news?

The police came over and secured handcuffs behind her back as the began to take her away. You grabbed her arm and forced them to stop for a moment.

"Why did you do it?" you demanded an answer from her, but all she did was laugh and cackle at your anger.

"I did it because I hate you. But a worse fate lies ahead for you my cousin. And I look forward to the day you bite the poison fruit. It will be the last thing you ever do," she said, drool coming out of her mouth.

She was insane. That much was sure. But you wondered what did it to her. How could your own blood turn into something so disgusting and vile?

"I'm sorry that you couldn't feel the Lord's love, but I will pray for you. I will pray until my throat hurts for your salvation!" you announced, resting your hands on her shoulders. Hoping that she would feel the love you had for her.

*"Maledicam maledicentibus tibi, frater. Et tollite inde venturus est Daemon Yoongi innocentiae virginalis ecclesiae vestrae sanguine tinctus erit," she spit in your face and growled as the police dragged her away from your shaking form.

*(English: I curse you, cousin. The Demon Yoongi will come and take your innocence and the church will be stained with your virginal blood).

You felt warm arms wrap around you and you instantly recognized Hoseok's scent in your nose. He rubbed your back soothingly, hoping to calm whatever pain had erupted in your heart. But it was no use, your home was gone. Your own family was to blame for it.

"Everything will be alright, Jagi... I promise. The church will be rebuilt and many new memories will flood it's halls. Just because one place of worship is burned, doesn't mean that it is gone forever. The memories of it will still be in your heart, I know it. Trust me Jagi, everything is going to be alright," he soothed into your ears. You clung onto him and began to pray for a miracle. Something good to happen to you and your family after this tragedy.

Something good had to come from this. Surely...

-_-_-_-_-_-

It was a few months later and the church was almost finished being rebuilt. The community pulled together and raised enough funds for it to be built even better than before. Your heart soared at the prospect of the building being redone and brought back to life from the deadly inferno that had burned it a few months prior.

Hoseok was over and your parents were out of town for about a week due to business deals going on in a different county. You felt very naughty for having your boyfriend over when they weren't around, but you knew that the two of you would behave and the farthest you would go was kissing him.

The two of you were wrapped up in a blanket on the couch watching a sweet movie and you felt as though your life couldn't get any better. The microwave dinged in the other room and you went to go get the popcorn. You pulled the hot salty treat out of the appliance and began to pour it in a bowl. You felt arms wrap around your waist and Hoseok's head rest on your shoulder.

"Jagi... I'm not too sure I want to watch movies anymore," he said, placing a soft kiss on your cheek. You sighed and undid his hands from your stomach and handed him the bowl of popcorn.

"Hoseok, we promised each other we would wait until marriage. Okay? You know I'm not comfortable with anything like that," he gave you a pouting look but nodded. Suddenly a smile took over his face and it was like nothing happened at all.

You were relieved that he took it so well. He had tried a few things, like his hands wandering a bit too much during your kissing sessions. He also had you sit on his lap a few times when he was too excited to have you there. But those all ended with reprimands from you and then he would do whatever you asked for the next few days. Needless to say Hoseok was a man, but he was willing to wait for you.

The night went on and you continued to watch movies. Hoseok's laughter filled your house and you felt as though you wouldn't ever need anything else in your life to make you happy as long as he was. It was perfect, the two of you sat there in your living room having popcorn fights and sharing sweet and salty kisses whenever there was a tender moment on the screen.

It was getting late and Hoseok had to get going. But not before he offered to spend the night with you, which was an idea that was immediately rejected by you. He laughed but gave you a hug and left with a skip in his step after spending the whole night with his beautiful girlfriend.

You smiled and waved as he drove off, leaving you in the house alone. It was rather late so you decided it was time to take a shower. You jogged up the stairs and went into your bathroom, turning on the water and waiting for it to warm up. You wandered back to your bedroom and picked out your underwear and pajamas before head back to the bathroom.

A crack of thunder shook the house and your heart stopped.

You hated thunderstorms more than anything in the entire world. The loud noises and the horrendous lighting strikes that were extremely deadly if you were hit and could cause fires... Fire that could burn down the church again.

Your heart leapt into your throat and you tried to keep your heart beat steady. It was proving difficult as every time there was a thunder clap your jumped and you clung to your towel rack with unsteady knees. You took a few deep breathes and tried to focus on the running water.

Eventually it warmed up and you jumped in. You washed yourself quickly, making sure your hair was clean. After that you shaved, making sure every part of you was soft and supple. Just as you were reaching for your towel a bright flash of light struck right outside your bathroom window and all of the lights in your house went off. You screamed in terror and reached out for a towel, quickly wrapping yourself up in it. You scrambled to find your phone in the darkness, and once you did you realized that you only had five percent left on it. You dialed Hoseok's number quickly and waited for him to answer.

Ring.

Ring.

Ring.

You heard his phone ringing.

You ran down the stairs and found that his phone was still on the couch, wrapped up in the blanket. Your blood ran cold and you realized that you were utterly alone, in the darkness, at night.

Plus, you were also in a towel.

That didn't help.

You wandered around and finally found some candles and lit them. The illuminated the darkness enough to as where you could find your way around in the dark. You walked back upstairs and got your clothes on. Blushing as you pulled on some lingerie a friend got for you as a gag gift a few weeks ago. You hadn't done your laundry and you could kick yourself for it now. But, at least you had something.

It didn't seem like the lights were going to come back on anytime soon and that thought horrified you. It wasn't just a quick flicker, oh no, you were certain that the whole street was without power. The only problem was, your nearest neighbor was a few miles down the road. It wouldn't take long if you ran. And you knew the old lady wouldn't be asleep yet. It was your best option at the moment.

After gathering up some supplies and your courage you locked your house and took off into the storm. The wind was biting cold and your teeth were chattering within minutes of you stepping out into it. You continued walking until you felt like your legs were going to fall off at the nipping of the wind and the pelting of the rain.

You couldn't stay out here anymore, you needed to find some sort of shelter, and when the rain let up you could continue out again. The tree line was right next to the road and you noticed that there were old buildings sitting vacant right within the trees. Most of them had broken windows and things of the like from teens vandalizing them, but there was one building that looked seemingly untouched.

A church. You smiled brightly and took off towards the sacred building, thankful to find the place of comfort right when you needed it. The door was shut, but not locked, thankfully and you walked inside and shut the door behind you.

It smelt like mildew and must, but other than that it was fine. You walked through the aisles and noticed that the church was pretty much still in working order. There were candles that were sitting at the alter and the choir benches were still set up fine. You looked around and saw that there were still donation boxes set up with old coins and such inside of them. It made you a little sad that this place was being left to rot, but it had served it's purpose and now travelers could take refuge here, like the Lord intended.

You walked up to the front alter and kneeled down to pray.

"Dear heavenly father, thank you for guiding me to this sacred place to seek shelter from the harsh conditions outdoors. It means everything to me. Thank you for always guiding me to your loving light, Amen," you concluded, lifting your head. You always felt better after praying and this proved to be no different. The building seemed safe to you and you grabbed your over night bag and pulled out the blanket that you had packed. You shuffled your way over to the pews and sat down, wrapping yourself in the blanket and started dozing off.

After a while, you felt yourself falling asleep. But suddenly, there was a noise towards the back of the church. A sort of knocking. You lifted your head up sleepily and started walking towards the noise. The sound lead you to the door and you opened it to find a very handsome man standing there, shaking from the wind and rain much like you had been hours ago.

"H-Hi... U-U-m, can I c-come in please? I-It's freezing out there," he managed to stutter out. Your heart ached for him and you quickly pulled him inside, hoping to get him out of the rain as quickly as you could.

"You poor thing! What happened? Why are you out in the rain?" you asked, handing him a towel that you brought with you to dry off with. He took it gratefully and started with his hair and down his neck. He took off his jacket and set it on the ground and started to dry off his torso as best as he could. He was about the same height as your boyfriend, but he was much different from him. Where Hoseok's eyes sparkled with laughter and light, his burned into your very soul with an emotion that you couldn't quite place.

"The power went out at my house, and I hate being alone. So I was wandering about to see if there were any neighbors near by. I just moved in last week and I don't really know the neighborhood that well... So I got lost. But thankfully this building was here, and you," he said, giving you a soft smile. Your heart fluttered at the action but you were quick to remind yourself of Hoseok.

"The same thing happened at my place, I was heading towards an elderly ladies house down the road when the storm got particularly bad, so I decided to take shelter here. When the storm lets up we can go together. Sound like a plan?" you asked, smiling at him.

"Sounds great, I'd kill for a blanket though," he said jokingly. You jumped up onto your feet and found your blanket still sitting on the pew you attempted to sleep on. The man stared at you with confusion. You brought the blanket over and laid it around his shoulder. He sighed at the feeling of warmth that surrounded him.

"There you are. Hopefully you'll stop shivering now," you said, rubbing his shoulders like a mother would do for their child. He smiled at you once again and rubbed your shoulders as well.

Eventually he warmed up and he set the blanket on the pew to dry off as best as it could. He was still a little damp, but he looked happier than he did when he walked in. You were entranced by this stranger. He was so handsome and you couldn't help but be drawn in by him. His hair was a light blonde color and his eyes were so deep that you could get lost in them. His frame was lankly, but lean and you longed to touch him...

No!

Hoseok! His beautiful laughter and his adorable smile! You had to remember him. The man you loved more than anything!

"Are you alright? You look like you're having an internal battle," he chuckled as he put down his phone.

"Yeah, just thinking about something," you murmured. Suddenly, he got rather close to you, leaning towards your face with his.

"And just what were you thinking about?" he questioned, still sounding completely innocent. You placed your hand on his shoulder and pushed him back, making him sit back down. He seemed to get the message before reaching for his phone once more.

Your heart was beating out of your chest. How could you let someone who wasn't your boyfriend so close to you like that?! Only Hoseok was allowed to do something like that! And even then it was risky. The man seemed to lose interest as he became absorbed in his phone game.

The hours seemed to tick by and you became sleepier and sleepier. The man seemed to notice because he handed you the blanket with a blank expression. You took it and went up to the pew and laid down, trying to get comfortable on the hard wooden surface.

"I forgot to ask," you heard his voice echo through the large hall. "What's your name?" he asked.

"My name is, ___. What about you?" you shot the question right back.

"Min Yoongi," he said without hesitation. For some reason that name sent a dark chill down your spine. Like something was terribly wrong with it. With him...

You stopped yourself and tried to fall asleep once more. You could feel yourself relaxing and the sound of the rain was a soothing presence to you, even though the thunder made you jolt every once in a while. Feeling sleep starting to wash over you, you sighed in bliss before feeling something touching your leg. You jumped up and saw Yoongi, smiling at you with his hand on your calf.

"Stop that!" you shrieked, pulling your leg away from him. He pouted softly and began crawling towards you on the pew. Your heart dropped to your stomach and you threw the blanket at him before jumping off of the wooden bench and running towards the high alter. You climbed some stairs and found yourself on the platform right before the candles and the cross that hung above you.

"Ah, running away again I see. You're going to be a difficult one," Yoongi murmured before walking towards the alter with a slow and steady pace, bringing the blanket with him. You watched him climb the stairs with indifference as your heart started to pound in your throat.

"W-what are you doing?" you stuttered out, trying to keep yourself from falling off the platform. Yoongi approached you and set the blanket on the ground. You eyed it curiously and watched as the man approached you.

"It's it obvious? I'm going to fuck you," he breathed, his eyes flashing red in the darkness of the church. You screamed and tried to run past him but the stairs caught fire instantly. You shied away from the burning heat and would up against Yoongi's front.

You jumped away and pressed yourself against the railing.

"Don't come near me... O-Or I'll jump!" you warned, looking at the lower alter with hope.

"If you do that, then you'll burn as well," he said, snapping his fingers. Without any hesitation the lower alter burst into flames. You wanted to throw up, but there was nothing for you do to. Every fiber of your being was telling you to run out of this building, but any escape route was blocked by flames.

"W-we need to get out of here... We'll die if we stay. Just come with me and we'll get you to a hospital alright? You can talk these things out, I'll help you, but right now we need to get out," you reasoned, trying to coax him out of this stupor he was showing you. Yoongi gave you a smirk before reaching out and catching you in his arms.

"Oh believe me darling, you were dead the moment you stepped foot in this church," he whispered before closing his lips over yours. You battered your fists against his chest, trying to rip your mouth away from his. But slowly, you could feel your fist clinging to his shirt instead of beating him away. The realization horrified you. You were cheating right now. You were kissing another man that wasn't your boyfriend. But, something about the way his lips moved over yours was so intoxicating that you couldn't stop. Your hands moved on their own accord and towards his neck. Yoongi held you tighter and wrapped his arms around your slender frame. Eventually he tore his lips away from yours and you saw that his clothes had burned away to reveal a pitch black shirt with dark burgundy dress pants. Your mouth watered at the sight. You wanted him to take those off and quickly.

Guilt hit you full force in the stomach. How could you want another man like that? This wasn't right! You were with Hoseok and you loved him! He was so kind to you and he loved you just as much. This was wrong... But you wanted more...

"Did you like my mouth darling? I can put it in an even better place that will give you pleasure beyond belief," he whispered, coming close to you once again. You pushed him away and tried to look for a way out of this mess. You couldn't find one and Yoongi had you in his arms once again. You yelled and kicked as much as you could as he pulled you away from the railing and towards the blanket he set down. Your blood ran cold as you thought of what was going to happen...

Was he going to rape you?

"Please! Please don't rape me! Please! Kill me instead! I'd rather die! Please," you cried out, as he set you down on the blanket. Yoongi looked unimpressed and a little disappointed, but he seemed to comply.

"Alright, if you'd rather die than have sex with me then I guess that's fair enough," he said, pulling out a knife and placing it against your throat. Fear gripped your heart as you felt the cold metal starting to pierce your skin. He looked like he was about to slit your throat and you quickly grabbed onto his hand with panic in your eyes. Yoongi examined you with boredom and pulled the knife away for a moment, licking the blood that came off the blade. "What?" he asked, looking at you with scrutiny.

"I-If I sleep with you... Will you let me go?" you asked meekly, looking at the man above you with desperate eyes. He mulled the thought over in his head for a moment or two and then nodded.

"Yes, if you sleep with me, I'll let you go," he said, dropping the knife to the side. You reached up with shaky hands and wrapped your arms around his neck before pulling him to your lips. Consenting to the actions that he wanted. Yoongi moaned in satisfaction and placed his hand on your hip.

This wasn't sex... This was to save your life.

You weren't cheating on Hoseok.

But most importantly, you wouldn't enjoy it...

That would be unforgivable...

Yoongi pulled you up off the blanket and into his lap, staring at you with his deep red eyes. You were frightened, but there was something inside of you that was excited for what was to come... You'd never slept with anyone in your life... You'd never even masturbated very much before.

You were pure and innocent, and Yoongi couldn't wait to soil your white light with his smothering blackness.

"Take my shirt of baby," he whispered, kissing your jaw and shoulder with delicate kisses. You did as you were told and started unbuttoning his shirt with shaky hands. If Yoongi noticed your distress, he didn't seem to acknowledge it. He simply continued to kiss and bite at your neck, almost drawing moans from your mouth. But you were firm with yourself and you didn't make a sound.

Finally you undid the last button and Yoongi pulled the material off of his body. You were shocked at what he revealed to you. He was lean and toned, much like Hoseok, but less muscle definition. You could tell he was strong through as you watched his shoulder muscles clench and your mouth ran dry at the sight. He was so toned, and his skin was beautiful... How could a man so horrible be so beautiful...?

The thought was pushed from your mind as you felt something hard against your leg. You looked down in horror and realized that he was getting an erection. Yoongi was still focused on your skin as he kissed and bit at every available area that was bare at the moment. You tried to focus on thoughts of Hoseok, but every time you did, Yoongi flooded your brain.

It was like you couldn't think of anything but him. Your heart sank at the thought of your virginity being lost in such a manner... But you had to save your life. You had to live... Hoseok would understand wouldn't he? Surely he would. Hoseok was one of the most understanding individuals in the world and he would comfort you when all of this was over.

"I don't like that you're thinking of other men while I'm minutes away from fucking you baby, tell me who you're thinking about right now," he growled, gripping your hips in a painful manner.

"M-My boyfriend, Hoseok," you whispered, not wanting Yoongi to get mad.

"He doesn't exist to you anymore. Right now, I'm the only thing that matters in your world. All that matters is me and the pleasure I am going to give you, do you understand?" he questioned, grinding into you with his hard length. You nodded in submission and whimpered against his actions. Yoongi smiled devilishly and leaned forward to capture your lips in another kiss.

As much as you hated to admit it to yourself, Yoongi was an incredible kisser. He was dominant and forced your mouth to move along with his, but he also tasted like something sweet. It tasted familiar and you wanted more of it... Your heart sped up as his hands started wandering further down your frame. You bit your lip as his hands fell to your butt and started groping harshly. You couldn't help the little moan that came out of your mouth at the action. Yoongi looked up at you with smugness written across his features. You wanted to run and hide, but the feeling of his hands on your body was becoming more and more welcoming and it scared you how easily you were letting this happen...

Yoongi reached forward and pulled your shirt over your head quickly, throwing it over the railing and to the flames below. You gasped and watched the fire lick and eat up your night shirt before it disappeared into ash. You were about to protest when you turned back around and saw Yoongi staring at your flesh with hunger evident in his eyes.

"Look at you all dressed up baby, white lace is for virgins... Are you a virgin baby? Am I going to be your first time," you bit you lip and nodded, feeling very exposed now that your shirt was gone. "I think it's pretty, I love the way your skin looks in it," he murmured, placing his lips on the swell of your breasts without hesitation. You arched into the action beyond your own accord and wrapped your arms around his neck. Yoongi sucked and nipped at the skin that was revealed, loving the way you tasted.

"A-ah... Yoongi," you whimpered out, feeling his tongue laving against your skin. He stopped at the sound of his name and looked up at you with ravenous eyes.

"Get on your back right now," he said.

You scrambled to comply and found yourself lying on your back on the high alter in a church. Your stomach churned at the thought of having your virginity taken in a burning church...

Burning!

"W-wait a second! Yoongi! The church is burning! We're going to get killed if we stay in here," you said, pushing on his shoulders as he hovered over your frame. Yoongi simply chuckled and shook his head at you.

"No my darling, the fire won't touch us, and the building will stay up as long as I tell it to. Have faith in me, Jagi," he whispered before slanting his mouth over yours to silence you. You couldn't help but kiss him back, enjoying the way that his lips felt on yours far too much. You felt terrible, but you also couldn't imagine anyone else but him at the moment, even if you tried.

Soon, Yoongi was reaching for your shorts. You gripped his wrist with nerves and he was quick to shake you off. All you could do was bite your lip and watch as he pulled the fabric off of you. Your bare legs glowed in the light of the flames and Yoongi couldn't help but be drawn in by the sight for you illuminated skin. His lips placed soft open mouthed kisses to your thighs as he started to move your legs apart. You tried to keep them closed as best as you could, but Yoongi was much stronger than you and managed to get your legs open with out much of a fight. He stared at your center for a long time and you felt a blush rise to your cheeks.

"If you're going to do something, do it already," you whimpered, trying to hide your embarrassment. Yoongi smiled and leaned forward, placing a delicate kiss on your clothed core. A gasp came from your mouth at the sensation. His lips were hot and wet against your soft heat. You'd never experienced something quite like this before, and it was starting to make you want more.

Yoongi kissed softly and slowly, watching as you writhed underneath him. His eyes darkened and you could tell that he wasn't going to be patient for much longer. He was going to want you, all of you very quickly.

Your assumptions were proved correct because Yoongi took off your panties without a second thought. You were practically bare to him and you forgot how to breathe for an extended period of time. Yoongi looked at your pink center with longing.

"Oh fuck... I haven't had a virgin in centuries... You're going to be so tight around me, I can hardly wait. Look at how pretty your pussy is, Jagi. Its getting wetter and wetter the longer I talk... Do you like my dirty talk baby? Do you want me to talk like this while I pound into you with my thick cock? Is that what you want?" he asked, spreading you apart with two fingers, looking at your virginity.

You couldn't speak. All you could think about was the fact that his hands were so close to something so precious to you. You wanted to save yourself until the day you walked down the aisle. It was such an important thing for you, and it was about to be taken by a man who appeared to be some kind of monster.

Although, you couldn't help the draw you felt towards him...

He was incredibly handsome and the way that his hands felt on your skin had you going crazy in your head. His voice was like honey as he spoke filthy vulgar things into your ear. The longer he spoke a tingling sensation erupted in your lower stomach and you couldn't help but feel the wetness dripping down your womanhood. Yoongi licked a long strip up your center and you cried out at the sensation. Yoongi jumped at the sudden reaction an eyed you curiously.

"What? Hasn't anybody ever eaten you out before?" he asked, cocking an eyebrow up. You shook your head in embarrassment.

"I-I've only ever kissed one person in my life before you," you said with a blush. "And they didn't even see me with my shirt off," you whispered, moving your hands to cover your breasts. Yoongi's eyes darkened with lust and you shuddered just by looking at him. His eyes stayed connected with yours as he lowered his lips to your center and covering your mound with his mouth. A shiver ran down your spine at the action and you couldn't deny the pleasure that erupted in your stomach at the action.

Yoongi continued to suck and lap at your core with enthusiasm. You squirmed and gripped at the blanket in pleasure. His mouth was so hot and warm against you and you threw your head back against the floor of the alter and there is a sharp pain that resonates within you, but you're too lost to notice it. Yoongi started moving his tongue in circular motions over a small bump towards the top of your sex and you saw stars. Every flick felt amazing and your thighs tightened around his head at the sensation.

"Y-Yoongi," you panted, gripping onto the blanket desperately. He smiled against your core and pulled away, leaving you high and dry.

You stared at him with amazement. His face was covered in your wetness and it was so erotic to see him licking his lips like he longed for more. You bit your lip and tired to calm your racing heart before Yoongi went back down between your legs, this time, probing your entrance with his finger. You gasped and shifted your hips away from him, only to receive a harsh look and him locking his arm around your thigh.

A stinging pain started as Yoongi slowly eased his pointer finger inside of you. It hurt and you bit your lip in an attempt to distract yourself from the uncomfortable sensation. Yoongi made a small noise in the back of his throat that sounded like a moan at the feeling of your walls gripping his finger so tightly.

"Oh my fuck, you're so tight... I don't know if I can even get my cock inside of you baby... I guess we'll just have to get you nice and warmed up, isn't that right?" he said before latching his mouth onto your sensitive bud. You immediately gripped the blanket again, trying to keep yourself from hyperventilating. Yoongi started to move his finger in and out of you slowly, creating a friction that was too much for you to handle. You couldn't take it anymore and latched your hand onto his hair, tugging at the pure blonde locks that resided there. Yoongi hummed against your center and watched as you started gripping his finger even tighter. You felt something in the pit of your stomach that threatened to over take you with pleasure. Yoongi added a second finger, increasing your pain, but that simply sent you over the edge with a yelp. He watched in amazement as you cried out your release, riding his fingers in an attempt to make it last longer.

Soon, you slumped on the floor. A boneless sensation fell over you and you could feel yourself falling asleep. That is until Yoongi pulled his fingers out of you. You looked up at him with lazy eyes and watched as he stuck his two fingers inside his mouth and cleaned them off with lewd slurping sounds.

Before you knew it, he was on top of you again. His lips landed on yours and you could taste the bitterness that was your release on his lips. It wasn't an unpleasant taste, but you liked the way he tasted better than yourself. Yoongi sat up and began to undo his belt buckle and his pants. He stripped his pants and they pooled at his feet. Next was his boxers that came off quickly, falling next to his discarded trousers. You stared at his throbbing erection that was touching his stomach.

You'd never seen a penis in real life. Not even apart of a movie in school! The only time you'd seen one was when you were at your friends house and her brother was coming out of the shower and you two accidentally ran into each other. But Yoongi was much different than that. He looked throbbing and ready to claim you for his own. The thought alone made you shiver.

He lowered himself onto his knees and prodded your legs apart with his own. You watched as he lined himself up with your entrance and began to push forward. You felt the pressure of him against you, but he wasn't inside of you yet.

Suddenly, a sharp pang filled your center as the tip slowly slid into you. You yelped in pain and bit your finger to keep yourself from crying. Tears threatened to pour over your cheeks as Yoongi kept pushing forwards into your virginity. You felt a warmth trickling down your thigh and you looked to see blood staining your leg. Yoongi looked and noticed the red liquid that was coming from your center.

"You're mine, Jagi... Forever," he murmured, not pushing in anymore but rather leaning down and pressing a kiss to your lips. You weakly kissed back, feeling the ache in your poor womanhood.

The harsh cold of your cross seemed to burn against your skin the longer Yoongi was inside of you. A soft whimper of pain came from your lips. Yoongi pulled away and noticed the silver piece of jewelry that adorned your neck. Without much more thought he grabbed the chain and ripped it from your neck, throwing it to the inferno below. You cried out and tried to grab at it, only managing to push Yoongi further inside of you. Pain flashed through your body and you grabbed onto Yoongi's shoulders for support. A chuckled echoed through his frame as he ran his fingers down your spine soothingly. The comforting action shocked you, but you appreciated it none the less.

Eventually, the pain subsided and a dull achy pleasure started to replace the agony. Yoongi felt the tension inside of you ebb and he started to move his hips against yours. At first, it felt painful having him moving in and out of your battered core. But soon enough, the pain yet again turned to pleasure within minutes.

You watched as Yoongi started to move inside of you, drawing soft little moans out of your swollen lips. He was so handsome when he looked like that above you. He seemed focused and as if he was in pain as well, but you knew that he was enjoying this experience throughly.

Yoongi was watching as your lips parted for him and accepted his length. The sight was intoxicating and he could get high off of your cute little sounds that you made every time he pushed into you a little harder. Your walls were clenching around his tightly and he wasn't sure he'd ever had someone who was this tight their first go. Plus, it was incredibly hot inside of you. It was like the fires of hell were licking at his dick while he fucked you. He bit his lip and tried not to think about that place while he was here, taking your virginity.

You felt extremely full as Yoongi started to quicken his pace. He seemed to brush against a particular spot inside of you that had you squeezing your eyes shut in pleasure. As much as you hated to think about it, this was incredibly pleasurable. Every movement of his hips had your struggling to breath. And the way his fingers gripped your hips for better purchase made you bit your lip in pure bliss.  

This was a sin! You were sinning... You weren't married to Yoongi. You were meant to save that special moment for the man you would marry one day... Whether it be Hoseok or not didn't matter, you weren't supposed to give it to just anybody... But, you had to save your life... That's what you were doing right now... Right? You weren't enjoying this... Were you? A particularly hard thrust made you cry out in surprise.

"Yoongi!" you yelped, grabbing onto his arms with a vice like grip. He watched as you started to enjoy yourself. He knew you would eventually. As much as you were in love with whoever it was, you couldn't deny the sins of the flesh. No one ever could. Especially not against Yoongi. He was talented in this area of humanity and he knew how to make anyone, male or female, enjoy themselves on him.

It was addicting, watching you lose yourself to sin. This was probably Yoongi's favorite part. When a saint became a sinner. When you started to lose your pure light and fall into the darkness that was desire. He could feel your walls clenching down on him impossibly tight and he was surprised you were going to cum. Not a lot of women cum their first time, especially so quickly after they started.

He did feel a little bad though. You had bled. And there was quite a lot of it at that. If he had waited a few more minutes and fingered you properly, there wouldn't have been that much, if any at all. As much as he played the dominant role, he didn't really like harming people. It was a waste of effort in his mind. Why couldn't he just fuck you and kill you without pain? Why did pain have to exist for such a pure creature like you?

Why did he have to exist to such a pure creature like you?

You were lost in the sensations as Yoongi continued to pound into you at an alarming rate. You could already feel the bruises starting to form on your inner thighs. But you didn't care. You couldn't find any will to fight back any more. You wanted to feel that pleasure that you had earlier. You wanted it badly. The desire filled your heart and you started to feel really really good.

"Come here baby, get on your hands and knees for me, stick your ass in the air" Yoongi said, pulling out of your dripping center. You complied quickly, turning yourself over and getting on your hands and knees as requested. You felt your bra being tampered with, soon having it fall down your arms. You moved your hand and flung it to the side, eager to feel Yoongi inside of you again.

You waited.

And waited.

But you never felt it.

You turned your head and saw Yoongi pumping himself with his hand as he stared at your body before him. He bit his lip and winked at you, continuing to stroke his length. Wanting him back inside of you you moved your hips in a slowly motion, trying to coax him back towards your heat.

"Do you want it back inside of you? Is that what you're telling me baby?" he asked, leaning forward and rubbing his cock against your slick folds. You nodded quickly, grinding against his throbbing dick. Yoongi grabbed your waist to stop your teasing. "Then tell me you want it," he growled in your ear, groping your breasts harshly, causing you to whine softly.

"I-I want it," you said meekly. Almost inaudibly.

Yoongi pulled on your nipples harshly, making your buck into his erection. "Tell me you want it, and tell me why you want it. If you do this I will give you all the pleasure you want baby, just tell me... Just say the words baby and it'll be yours. All yours baby," he purred into your ears. You shuddered at the thought of his cock back inside of your pussy and you bit your lip.

"I want you to keep fucking me in my pussy please," you cringed at your vulgarity, but Yoongi seemed to really enjoy the way you worded it.

"Oh my what a dirty girl, telling me to fuck her. Oh and in your pretty pussy no less. Well. You did tell me you wanted it and where baby, but not why. Tell me why you want me to fuck you," he said, barely pushing the head inside of your tightness.

"I want you to fuck me because it feels really good... I-I want to feel good, please make me feel good Yoongi. Make me feel good with you... c-cock," you fumbled with the words, but it didn't seem to matter because moments later you were full with Yoongi's length once more. The full stretching sensation made your head spin and you couldn't help but let out a long moan at the intrusion.

He felt much bigger inside of you at this angle and you could hardly keep your eyes open and your mouth shut. The feeling of him pounding into you was so incredible it was starting to make you drool. Yoongi reached around you and grabbed your hands that were on the floor in front of you. You watched as his fingers interlaced with yours and your heart began to flutter at the sight.

Why was he being so affectionate at this moment? Maybe it was a reward for begging for him to continue. But the notion struck something inside of you and you felt much better than you could've thought.

The two of you kept on like that for a little while. You could feel the beginning of pleasure starting to take over your senses all over again. Yoongi could feel his end drawing in as well. A man could only take so much of your tightness before it all became too much.

"Y-Yoongi... It feels really good," you moaned, gripping his hands tightly. Yoongi placed kisses on your shoulders and down your spine as he started to fuck into you so hard that your face started hitting the floor at the ferocity of his thrusts. He couldn't be gentle anymore. He had to let it out. He had to claim you. He had to turn your soul just as black as his...

But he couldn't. The pure white light that was your soul continued to shine brightly. Confusion swept over him as he started to slow his pace. You whined at the loss of friction and clenched your muscles around him in a desperate attempt to get him to keep going. Yoongi did so, but much deeper than before, keeping an eye on your soul as he started to lose himself to orgasm.

You screamed his name as your climax came down on you like a lightening strike. Yoongi felt you become even tighter around his length and he couldn't take it anymore. He released with a groan into your neck and he could feel you milking him for everything he had. He placed a hand on your lower stomach, slowly thrusting into you to extend your orgasms.

You collapsed to the floor, Yoongi following you slowly.

You had sex with another man, and it was probably the best experience of your life. Yoongi watched as your soul started to tint with blackness. He could feel your soul slowly turning blacker and blacker with each shudder of his hips that sent more and more of his cum into your virgin tunnel.

Yoongi sighed as he knew this was more than likely going to knock you up.

It wasn't the first time, and it certainly wasn't going to be the last. But you simply shuddered as he pulled out of you and started to reach for his clothing.

Darkness overwhelmed you as you started to accept what had just happened. You had sex with someone and you weren't married. You had sinned. That was wrong of you. But you couldn't help it... He felt so good inside of you and he knew exactly what to do to bring you over the edge.

"You should get up, being on the ground for a long time isn't good for you," Yoongi said, pulling his shirt onto his frame before starting to button it back up.

Soft whimpers rang through his ears and Yoongi turned around to see you crying on the ground with his cum leaking out of your sore womanhood. You hadn't even attempted to move since he got off of you and he started to feel concerned about what was happening to you. Normally women would start begging for another round if their souls had gone through the transfer... But your soul wasn't black. It was grey. As if it was tainted, but not completely corrupted.

Yoongi's summoner was very clear with her instructions.

"Bring her down. I want her to be turned into a common whore by the time you're done with her. Bring her down to everyone else's level. I want her virginity to be taken by a demon," she had said with a crazed look in her eyes.

Now, Yoongi wasn't particularly keen on taking the orders of the insane, but he had no choice. She had summoned him and he had to do her bidding. It was the rules.

However, seeing you on the ground with dried blood on your thighs and tears shaking your form, his former human heart lurched at the sight. He couldn't just leave a girl crying in a burning church... He simply couldn't do that.

You were overwhelmed with grief and despair when you felt two strong arms wrap you up in your blanket and pick you up without difficulty. You stared at him with tears in your eyes and a lump in your throat.

"Tell me where your house is, we need to get you cleaned up, and I doubt you can walk right now," he said, walking down the stairs of the alter. You watched as the flames parted for him, leaving the two of you untouched.

"I live down the road a few miles, it's a white house," you said, resting your head on his shoulder, letting the guilt consume you.

Yoongi could feel the sadness radiating from you. It was suffocating. He leaned down and captured your lips in a soft, sweet kiss. You were stunned at the action, but let him kiss you. Once he pulled away, you looked into his deep brown eyes.

Brown?

They had changed.

"What are you?" you asked as the pair of you walked out of the church into the now clear night. He sighed and rubbed your leg while he started to walk down the road.

"You won't like what you hear," he said, his eyes starting to glow red.

"I just gave you everything I had, I think I have a right to know," you said firmly. Yoongi looked down at you with surprise, but nodded in agreement. Suddenly there was a flash and you were in your front lawn. You screamed in shock and grabbed onto Yoongi tightly with fear. He choked slightly, removing your arms from his neck as he opened your suddenly unlocked front door.

"I'm a demon," he mumbled before carrying you up the stairs to your bathroom. Dread filled your stomach as you thought about what just happened. You gave your virginity to a demon. You should've guessed earlier with all the fire and the glowing red eyes, but you were blinded by lust, and now you were in shock.

"Will I get pregnant because of you?" you asked, placing your hand on your stomach, thinking of when he released his seed inside of you.

"More than likely, unless you're on birth control," he said with a grain of hope.

"My religion doesn't believe in birth control," you mumbled, wishing now that they did. Maybe there was an acceptation if you would be giving birth to a demons child.

"Well in a few weeks we'll find out," he said, placing you in the bathtub slowly, removing your blanket.

"I-If I am pregnant, what am I going to do?" you panicked, gripping the side of the tub with despair. Yoongi sighed and bit his lip trying to think. Normally he just left and let the girls deal with it on their own. Usually they died before they could even find out they were pregnant, but you were going to be a special case.

"I'll help you," he said, grabbing a wash cloth from underneath the sink. Your cheeks flushed.

"B-But my family will disown me... And my boyfriend will leave me..." you whimpered. Yoongi sighed, exasperated by this conversation. He walked over and took your hands with his.

"Hey, it's my fault for not using a damn condom alright? Quit freaking out and if it happens, we'll deal with it together. I won't abandon you," he said. Your hear swelled with the thought of carrying his child and having him near you when you brought a new life into the world.

"B-But my family," you said, biting your lip.

"You're going to have to disappear. As hard as it is, that's what's going to have to happen. Other demons will come looking for me in the future. I'm going rouge for you, appreciate what I'm doing doll face, this is a specialty of mine. I'll stay with you if you're pregnant. If not, then, well, the virginity blunder can be on me," he said, shrugging his shoulders.

After that the room went silent as he started washing your battered frame. Your hand trailed down to your stomach and you looked down and couldn't help but hope that there was a new life growing in your stomach...

Because as much as you hated yourself for it. You wanted him to stay with you, forever.

My heart can’t handle this shit.

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park jimin, you need to stop.