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“I couldn’t save her…” There was a hard lump in his throat. Nyx looked at his hands and they were shaking.

He couldn’t look her in the eye, he couldn’t break the news. He hated being the one to say it. He was still numb to the world, numb from what he’d just witnessed. He hated the empire… he hated the enemy… most of all he hated himself.  But no amount of anger and hatred would ever bring her back.

He has never left so weak and helpless in his entire life.

When he felt his mother’s hand on his, her forehead resting on his own, her familiar warm and reassuring love… Nyx couldn’t handle it. He started to break down.

For the first time since he was a child, he started to cry.

“I couldn’t save her mom, I’m sorry… I’m so sorry…” 

Hold Me Down

I always knew you wanted me 

A/N : So, this was based off this request. However, my hiatus is still on going I just didn’t want to disappoint the lovely anon who requested it. You can clearly tell that my writer’s block is just here to stay xD. Also, as always, this is completely unedited because I’m a piece of shit and it’s 5am .

Anyways, Thank you for reading and requesting. Hope you enjoy <3

Originally posted by eatupbangtan

( I don’t know why I laughed after choosing this gif, I’m so sorry for the suffering I have brought upon you )

“I can’t believe you’re making me do this.” He whined leaning on the closed bathroom door, tapping his foot on the floor in annoyance, waiting for you to come out.

“You said you’ll review my outfit for me.” You sounded out of breath from all the jumping around trying to make it look the best.

“I didn’t know it will be lingerie” He scoffed “Are you having your date at the playboy mansion or something?”

“What’s the problem?” You rolled your eyes, letting your hair down “I thought you said I wasn’t your type.”

“Fine, just come out already.” He pushed himself off the door when you turned the doorknob, opening it. You stepped out, giving him full view of what you were wearing. Your high heels clicked on the wooden floor as you walked to stand right in front of him, feeling a little awkward at first. But, it was still for a cause.

Jungkook stared you up and down, his gaze hungrily embracing your every curve. You could notice the slight shift in his eyes, from the annoyed look he had the whole time to a pouring lust, taking in each of your movements. You pulled at the fabric of your panties, adjusting it around your waist, and nervously waiting for him to say something. Your eyes met and he tore his gaze away from you, clearing his throat and turning his head.

“Cover up.” Jungkook picked up one of your shirts from the bed and threw it in your general direction as he sat down where your clothes once were.

“Do I look that bad?” You turned to the mirror, looking at your side view and fixing the straps “I think it’s good.”

“It is.” He whispered looking everywhere but at you, uncomfortably shifting on the bed then standing back up. You walked to him with the shirt in hand, refusing to put it on and pouted.

“What did you say?”

“I said it looks good. Great, actually. Now put on some clothes.”

“Why?” You finally noticed that every time the distance closed in between the two of you he would  step back, creating it again “Oh, Jungkookie. You’re cute.”

“Stop it, Y/N.” Turning so your back was facing him, you dropped the shirt to the ground in one last attempt to tease him. But, before the fabric hit the floor, he had you pressed against the wall with his body trapping you motionless.

Jungkookie...” You whimpered trying for a moment to get out of his grip but just giving up when you could tell it was not happening. Once the nickname unconsciously left your mouth again, you knew you would regret it.

“I told you to stop.” He stroked the hair away from your neck, letting his breath fan warmly on the skin, pushing you further into the wall with his chest flush against your back “Do you enjoy teasing me that much? How would it feel if I did it?”

You didn’t have time to respond when his fingers started to ascend down your neck, back and past your waist toying with the straps in the same way you were doing so. He growled softly at the feeling of the tight lace ties on his fingers then, much to your dismay, effortlessly ripped the fabric off.  


“Now you call me that.” He shrugged as he  pushing your legs apart with his knee “You don’t see me as man, do you?”

Your protest was muffled with the thrust of his fingers into you, setting a fast pace from the start. You squirmed and that was all the assistance he needed to have perfect angle to push up against your spot. Your legs trembled threatening to give out, knees becoming weak as he kept up his assault, drinking your moans with extreme amusement of the effect he had on you.

“Jungkook, slow dow-” His digits plunged in and out harder and you lost it. Melting into his touch, you threw your head back letting out one last breathy and piercing cry, your legs letting you down. His free hand came up to wrap itself around your waist, he pulled your body closer to keep you from falling down with an everlasting smirk on his face.

Letting you ride out your high, he left gentle kisses on your shoulder contrasting with the roughness of his movements. Once you snapped out of your trance you turned to face him, still stuck between him and the wall. The way he looked at you, his eyes deepening with a glimpse of passion and something you couldn’t read but it made your heart flutter. He looked at you the way you always wanted him to.

“Kiss me.” you intended for it to be a command but was spilled out as a quiet plea. A plea he was more than happy to yield to, leaning down to capture your lips in a greedy and impatient kiss. He pulled back, staring down at your smug expression.


“I knew you always wanted me.” You smiled reaching up to connect your lips again “You just needed a little … push.” Jungkook inhaled sharply when you palmed him through his jeans, ghosting your fingers over his erection, painfully hanging with carnal desire.

“What did I tell you about teasing?” He gripped your wrist, moving your hand away from him.

“I am just getting started.” You push yourself off the wall, driving him along and towards the bed until you were straddling him “And I fully intend on finishing.”

“Do you really think you’re in charge here?” Jungkook laughed, darkly and hoarsely, his grip getting tighter on your waist “That’s cute.” He flipped both of you over, him on top again. As he always is. Your arousal was growing again, having always been keen on his sense of domination. Something that you would usually make fun of, but not this time. One thing you always loved about your best friend and the only thing that pushed you to do this was that once he knew what he wanted, his determination to get it was admirable and in your case appreciated.

He sat up, your legs spread on his thighs as he urgently undid his pants pulling them down along with his boxer then leaning back down to meet your awaiting mouth. He let his tongue slip in just as he positioned himself at your entrance. For a moment it felt like the world stopped spinning as you breathed in each other’s air, your heart thumping faster and louder at the lust behind his deep and driven thrusts.

The next moment, he had you pinned to the bed keeping you from flying off as he pounded restlessly with all the force he had into you. Jungkook pulled away to look at you, hair messy and out of place completely, mouth gaping to breath in every bit of air like it was your last. Because it damn felt like it was. He came to know that he actually liked seeing you like this, like a mess, for him. He wanted it to be only for him. And you liked how he felt inside of your walls, hot and throbbing. Like you knew you would.

Euphoria spread into your every muscle with shivering spasms with his continuous snaps, grinding his hips against yours. Raising yourself to meet his thrusts driving him deeper and deeper each time, You opened your eyes to meet his gaze, strangely heart-warming, and he stilled letting a series of low grunts hitting his own high.

His hips bucked a few more times dragging out his climax as he groaned, your walls clamping down on him like an encouragement. Your thighs hiked up around his waist as his face was now buried in your neck, nuzzling the damp hair with faint pants that sent more shivers down your spine.

Jungkook moved off, once his weight was starting to be too much for your tired body to hold, supporting himself on his elbows as his gazed at you again.

“About that date … ” He started out, awkwardly shy, his shifts back and forth from arrogant and cocky that he was a moment ago to this were rather amusing. You knew you wouldn’t get bored with him.

“You still don’t get it?” You chuckled, feeling like a winner of some kind, turning on your side and tangling your fingers into his hair moving the sweaty strands from his face “There was never really a date, just you.”

“Good” He smiled revealing that bunny, ironically innocent smile, leaning down to kiss you “let’s keep it that that way.”

Again, Thank you for reading.


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