Ch. 10

Jin smiled, savoring the crisp fall air as he walked, hand in hand with Namjoon, down the street.

"This is nice." Namjoon murmured, tugging Jin closer.

"Yeah." Jin agreed as Namjoon let go of his hand to wrap an arm around his waist. Jin's stomach rumbled and he blushed, clapping his hands to his torso.

"Did you eat?" Namjoon asked, and Jin could hear the frown in Namjoon's voice.

"I-I had cereal. Last...night..." Jin offered sheepishly, and Namjoon snorted.

"Sit." the vampire ordered, guiding Jin to a bench. "There's a coffee shop over there. I'll get something, and you can take in the fresh air." he said, and Jin nodded, smiling as Namjoon headed off.

He would never have guessed that being a vampire's pet could be so...nice.

He leaned his head back, breathing in the cool air, closing his eyes, relaxation flooding his veins.

He was so happy, so at peace.

Until a hand grabbed his shoulder.

Namjoon held the coffee cup in one hand and balanced a bag of muffins in the other.

Jin was an odd human. He was always making sure Jimin and Yoongi had enough to eat, and constantly asked the three vampires if they had fed, but forgot that he needed food too. Namjoon had never really met a human like Jin.

In fact, Jin was different from any human Namjoon had ever seen.

His cheerful, caring smile.

His dark, pretty eyes that were like the nicest, richest chocolate.

The way he gently leaned into Namjoon whenever he was worried or stressed, like he trusted Namjoon to make it better.

Namjoon smiled, staring at the cardboard cup absently.

He looked up as he neared the place he had left Jin, and his body went cold. Well, colder than normal.

Jin was standing up, a frightened look on his face. And a guy was gripping his wrist. Jin yanked back, trying to get away, but the stranger pulled him in, leering.

The coffee cup exploded in Namjoon's fist, and the muffins went flying as he shot across the street.

In one second, the stranger was flat on his back, clutching his broken wrist, and Jin was behind Namjoon, clinging to his shirt.

Namjoon snarled, feeling his fangs elongate. How dare this asshole touch Jin?

"L-look, Jason, I told you, I never want to see you again. S-so please, go away." Jin stuttered, shaking, and the pieces clicked into place in Namjoon's head.

"A-a few months ago...my ex-boyfriend. H-he-I didn't want to-and he made me-"

Namjoon felt red hot anger swirl in his stomach, a growl rumbling out of his throat. It was him. The motherfucker who had raped Jin!

Namjoon's knuckles were white as he clenched his fists, eager to taste his blood, eager to make Jason pay for hurting his Jin.

He started forward, savage joy ripping through him as Jason scrambled back, fear in his eyes. But two soft hands wrapped around his bicep, tugging. Namjoon did not move, but glanced back at Jin.

"N-Namjoon, please, let's just go. You shouldn't even have to touch this guy's filthy innards, even if you are ripping them out." Jin said, staring at him, lips trembling.

"P-Please, please, don't hurt me…"

The pathetic whimper made Namjoon's head jerk back. "What? Do you think you can beg after what you did to him? Didn't he beg too? Did that stop you? Should it stop me?" he snarled, shaking Jin's hands off and starting forward again.

Then, two arms wrapped around his waist, squeezing. Namjoon froze, swallowing.

"Namjoon? Please, stop. You're scaring me, Namjoon." Jin whispered against his shoulder, clutching him tighter.

Namjoon hesitated a moment more before slumping, letting the tension drain out of his muscles.

Jason got up and sprinted away, and Namjoon watched him go with a hateful gaze.

If we meet again…he thought. You're dead.

He turned, Jin still holding him, and wrapped his arms around the other's shoulders, nuzzling the top of his head.

"Jin, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"

"No, Namjoon, I'm sorry. It's my fault. If I hadn't been so weak, he wouldn't have...and then this wouldn't have…" Jin mumbled against Namjoon's shirt, shaking.

"Jin, no!" Namjoon said, stroking a hand along Jin's back. "I never want to hear you say that again! None of this, none of it, was your fault. In fact, you stopped me from revealing my identity in public. I should thank you."

Jin was quiet a moment, then said, "Can we go home?"

"Of course, Jin."

…..

When they got home, Jin had grabbed Namjoon's hand and dragged him to their bedroom.

"J-Jin?" Namjoon asked, blinking as Jin pushed him into a chair beside the bed.

"Don't look. I-I-I want to...to try something." Jin said, and Namjoon nodded, obediently closing his eyes.

Cloth rustled, and there were some weird clicks, then, "Open them."

Namjoon blinked his eyes open, and his jaw dropped.

Jin stood in front of him, clad in a soft, pink see through teddy, lined with fur, his long, pale pink legs bare, and darker pink heels on his feet. He was blushing, and Namjoon almost groaned out loud as Jin bit his lip, looking down shyly.

"D-do you like it?" Jin asked softly.

Namjoon stood up and moved in front of him, tilting his chin up. "Jin, does this mean you want to…"

Jin nodded, his eyes hooding slightly as they dropped down to look at Namjoon's mouth.

Namjoon hesitated a moment. For some reason, he wanted to be gentle with Jin, unlike his previous pets. He wanted to take care of the brunette.

He slowly leaned forward and captured Jin's mouth with his, gently tracing the other's lips with his tongue. Jin whimpered softly, reaching up and tangling his hands in Namjoon's hair.

Namjoon walked backward until his knees hit the bed. He sat, pulling Jin onto his lap. Their lips remained connected, the kiss growing more heated as Jin grinded down into Namjoon, the taller groaning.

"God, Jin…" he sighed, pulling back and nibbling softly at Jin's neck.

Jin moaned, swiveling his hips, and Namjoon reluctantly pulled away from the other's neck. He gently tugged the straps of the teddy down, sliding the pink fabric over Jin's head and groaning as he saw the pink lace panties underneath.

"Namjoon...please…" Jin whispered, and Namjoon laid back on the bed, pulling Jin with him so the brunette was straddling his hips. Jin blinked at him in confusion, and Namjoon traced his fingers over the other's hips, noticing the slight fear hidden in the other's eyes.

"You're in control Jin. You decide when things happen." he said. "If you want to talk, or pretend that i'm him and you're getting revenge, whatever. I'm here for you."

Jin was silent a moment, then took Namjoon's hand, guiding it to his chest.

"He didn't touch me like this. I imagined my first time would be soft, and gentle." Jin said, as Namjoon gently massaged his nipple. The brunette tilted his head back, humming in pleasure. He got off the bed, making eye contact with Namjoon as he slid the panties and heels off.

"He never said I was beautiful."

Jin climbed back onto Namjoon, wiggling on the vampire's still clothed crotch. Namjoon reached up, tracing his fingers over Jin's sides.

"You're beautiful, Jin. Perfect." he said, huskily. Jin smiled, reaching down and pulling Namjoon's shirt off, tracing his fingers over the shifting muscles in the vampire's torso.

"He made me take his jeans off." Jin said, fingering Namjoon's belt. He looked up. "Take your pants off."

Namjoon complied, wiggling out of his jeans, but when he went for his boxers, Jin stopped his hands.

The brunette slowly slid down the cloth, and Namjoon groaned in relief as his erection sprang free.

Jin's hand wrapped around him, stroking him, and Namjoon moaned softly, reaching forward and brushing a thumb over Jin's cheekbone.

"He pushed his fingers in me, rough. I didn't like it." Jin murmured, and sat back, leaning against the backboard. Namjoon pushed himself up on his elbows and watched, eyes wide as Jin spread his legs, wiggling a finger inside himself. The brunette moaned, and pushed another finger in. Namjoon grew harder, if that was possible, and leaned forward, watching Jin's hole stretch around his slim fingers.

"Lick me." Jin ordered, and Namjoon smirked, shifting so he was between Jin's legs. He pulled the brunette's fingers out, and replaced them with his tongue, pressing deeply and gently into the tight pink hole.

Jin groaned, tangling his hands in Namjoon's hair as the vampire devoured him, sucking lightly on the tight skin around the hole.

"Stop." Jin said, and Namjoon reluctantly pulled back.

He blinked in shock when Jin pushed him back onto the bed, clambering onto him.

Jin straddled the vampire's hips, bracing his hands on Namjoon's chest as he raised his hips up.

"He held me down and rammed into me. It hurt so bad." Jin said, looking at Namjoon deeply. Namjoon held the brunettes gaze as Jin sank onto his cock, barely feeling the sensation. He was too focused on Jin's face, watching for any sign of pain or discomfort.

Jin paused, his chest heaving, halfway down, and Namjoon gripped his hips lightly, ready to pull him off.

"Jin?"

"I'm fine. You're just...really big." Jin hissed. Then, he dropped, and Namjoon groaned as Jin took him in until he was buried to the hilt in the brunette.

"God, Jin...you're so perfect…" he whispered, and felt Jin's walls clench around him.

Jin pushed his hips up and dropped back down, drawing a moan out of them both. Soon, they were in a rhythm, Jin's hips moving up and down, and Namjoon bucking into him slightly, gently pulling the brunette down when he went up.

Soon, however, Namjoon could see Jin was getting tired, and he stroked his hands along the brunettes back.

"Jin? Can I flip us?" he asked softly. Jin stilled, then nodded almost imperceptibly. Namjoon used his grip on the other to flip them, gently lowering Jin onto the sheets. He pulled out then eased back in and held still, both savoring the feeling.

"Namjoon, please…" Jin whispered, tangling his fingers in the vampire's hair and kissing him.

Namjoon rolled his hips, setting a slow, deep pace, rubbing against Jin's prostate with every thrust. He buried his face in Jin's neck, and heard the brunette whimper.

All too soon, Namjoon felt Jin beginning to clamp around him, and the brunette's dick twitch against his stomach. There was a familiar feeling in his own stomach, and his thrusts quickened.

He reached down, gripping Jin's dick and tugging it. Jin clutched at his shoulders, whining.

"Jin, my perfect pet, cum for me. Come on, Jin, let go." he purred into Jin's ear, and smiled when Jin arched, shaking and muffling his moans in Namjoon's shoulder. The brunette spilled over Namjoon's fingers, and the vampire brought the white soaked digits to his mouth, sucking them clean.

"Can I cum, Jin?" he asked, clenching his jaw and staring into Jin's eyes.

Jin pulled his head down so he could whisper in Namjoon's ear. "Cum."

Namjoon groaned and felt himself fall, pushing deep into Jin and staying there as the brunette's walls squeezed him and he shot deep into the other.

After a moment, he made to pull out, but Jin's hands clamped around his shoulders.

"Wait. Don't."

"Huh?" Namjoon asked, looking down at the brunette in confusion.

"Don't pull out. Stay...stay in me…" Jin mumbled, eyes dropping. "Want...want your cum to stay in...want you to stay in...me…" with the last whisper, he slumped, resting his head on Namjoon's arm. Within a minute, soft snores drifted from him, and Namjoon smiled, leaning back down onto Jin.

"Alright, Jin." he whispered, ignoring the tingles of over stimulation as he drifted off after Jin.