"She's going to kill you, BTS," Jisoo said as she was the only one conscious leaving Lisa and Rosé dripping in blood on the floor. She gasped for breath as Jin pressed a chloroform-soaked cloth against her face.
"You look pathetic, you know?" Jin w...
He chuckled, a low, sexy sound that made her knees weak.
"Just taking what is mine."
His hand was still firm on her chin, tilting her head back so that his lips were just inches from hers. She could feel the heat of his breath, the intoxication scent of his body.
She couldn't move, couldn't speak, couldn't even think.
And then, without warning, he pulled her roughly against him, crushing her lips to his in a rough, desperate kiss.
Her mind went blank as his lips claimed hers, the force of the kiss stealing her breath.
Her hands, trembling and uncertain, found their way to his chest, and she clung to him as if her life depended on it.
His tongue plunged into her mouth, exploring every nook and cranny, leaving no part of her untouched.
He kissed her with a ferocity that left her dizzy and weak in the knees. She moaned into his mouth, the sound muffled by their lips locked together.
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He tightened his grip on her, pulling her even closer until her body melded against his.
He broke the kiss just enough to speak, his voice rough with desire.
"You're mine, sweetheart."
"I will never be yours V," she protested weakly, trying to pull away from him.
He simply chuckled and tightened his grip on her, preventing her from escaping.
"Et estu sur, mon ciel?," he chuckled, his lips brushing against her ear.
He pressed kisses down her jawline, then her neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin. She gasped and shivered under his touch, her body responding to him against her will.
"V... " she whispered, her voice breaking. "Stop. we can't-"
He silenced her with another rough kiss, his hand tangling in her damp hair.
He pushed her back against the nearest wall, pinning her body between the cold surface and his hot, hard body.
"I don't care," he growled, his hand gripping her wrist and pinning it above her head. "I want you, and i'll do anything to have you."
He suddenly stopped, pulling back just enough to look at her. His chest was heaving with desire, but his eyes were intense.
"Not now," he said, his voice a low, raspy whisper. "Not like this."
She was left breathless and confused as she stared at him, her chest rising and falling with each ragged breath.
