Trying to escape your obsessed, possessive boyfriend but he found you again

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(This fanfic segment contains mature themes, expl?cit content, offensive sl@ngs, strong language. Reader discretion is advised. If you are uncomfortable with such content, please refrain from proceeding further. Before reading this part, it is recommended to read the fanfiction for context.)

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Y/N’s POV

I was still trembling… heart racing… mind a storm of fear, desire, and confusion… but I couldn’t pull away.

He stepped closer… hand sliding from my cheek to my shoulder… then down my arm… tracing gentle, deliberate lines… claiming without hurting… making me shiver.

Jungkook: “Every part of you… mine. Only mine… do you understand?”

I nodded, breath catching… my chest rising and falling faster… my mind telling me to run… my body telling me to stay.

His hand rested on my waist… pulling me slightly closer… pressing me against him… his warmth enveloping me… suffocating… comforting… dangerous.

Y/N (whispering): “…I… I want this… I think… I need this…”

Jungkook: “Yes… that’s it… let yourself feel… let me love you… only for you.”

He lowered his lips to my neck… soft… slow… tracing my skin with feather-light kisses… making me tremble… breathless… his hands sliding along my back… holding me… grounding me… claiming me.

I leaned into him… chest pressed to his… hands gripping his shirt… heart hammering… mind spinning… every rational thought drowned by the intensity of him… the dark pull of his love.

Y/N: “…Jungkook… don’t stop…”

Jungkook: “I won’t… I’ll take care of you… in my way.”

His hands moved gently yet possessively… fingers curling in my hair… drawing me closer… lips brushing against mine… a soft, consuming kiss… making my knees weaken… my body surrender… my heart open.

I let myself fall fully… into him… into the heat, the tension, the dangerous comfort… into the world he had built for me… and I realized… I didn’t want to escape… not anymore…

Because he was all I needed… all I wanted… even in his darkness… his obsession… his twisted care… I was his… completely… finally…

His lips deepened against mine… harder… hungrier… every kiss pulling me deeper into him… until I couldn’t breathe… couldn’t think… only feel.

His hand slid down my back… gripping firmly… pulling me flush against him… no space left between us… my gasp swallowed by his mouth.

Jungkook: “…You’re shaking… but you’re not pulling away… why?”

Y/N (whispering, breathless): “…Because I don’t want to… I want you…”

His eyes burned into mine… dark… dangerous… possessive… his jaw clenched as he tilted my chin up… forcing me to meet his gaze.

Jungkook: “Say it again… say you want me… only me…”

I grabbed his shirt… fisting the fabric… my lips trembling but desperate as I pulled him down closer.

Y/N: “…Only you… always you…”

Something in him snapped then… he kissed me with a force that stole all the air from my lungs… his tongue sliding against mine… claiming… demanding… owning.

His hands roamed lower… gripping my hips tightly… lifting me slightly as he pressed me against the wall… caging me in completely.

I moaned into his mouth… clutching at his hair… pulling him even closer… needing more… needing all of him.

Jungkook (growling softly): “…Mine… every sound… every breath… every inch of you… belongs to me…”

My head spun… heat rushing through my veins… his words consuming me as much as his touch…

And then… I grabbed his hair harder… tugging his head back slightly… lips brushing against his ear…

Y/N (low, possessive): “…And you’re mine too… don’t you ever forget that…”

His breath hitched… his grip on me tightening almost painfully… but I loved it… loved the way his darkness fed mine… loved the way we burned together in this madness.

He kissed me again… deeper… rougher… his hands sliding under my shirt… palms hot against my skin… sending shivers down my spine…

And I let him… let his touch, his heat, his obsession consume me whole… because in that moment… there was no fear left… only us… only possession… only desire…

The air between us grew heavier… suffocating… intoxicating. His weight pressed me into the mattress, every inch of him pinning me down, owning me. My chest rose and fell erratically, heart pounding so hard it hurt… but I didn’t want him to stop. I wanted more… needed more.

His mouth was everywhere—hot, merciless, teeth scraping down my throat… biting, sucking, marking… each sting pulling a gasp from me. 

My body trembled beneath him… helpless yet desperate, melting under the cruelty of his touch. His fingers dug deep into my hips, holding me still, forcing me to take him… to surrender.

I arched into him, nails clawing down his back, sharp enough to break skin. His groan vibrated against my neck, dark and guttural… and it only fed me more. 

My hand tangled in his hair, yanking hard, dragging his mouth back to mine… my lips devouring him, claiming him, drowning in the taste of his hunger.

The rhythm of his body was brutal… relentless. Every thrust made me shatter a little more, moans breaking past my lips, shame swallowed by the need clawing through me. 

My legs locked tighter around him, keeping him buried deep, refusing to let him go. I wanted him trapped inside me—wanted him ruined by me just as I was ruined by him.

Sweat slicked our skin, the sound of us raw, obscene, echoing through the room. His teeth sank into my chest, his tongue soothing after, leaving bruises I would wear like proof. But I needed more. 

My nails dug deeper, marking him back, blood warm under my fingertips. A warning… a promise. He wasn’t just consuming me—I was consuming him too.

My body convulsed violently when it finally broke… waves crashing through me, dragging me under. My moans were muffled against his shoulder, my nails carving deeper into his back as I shook, clinging to him like he was the only thing tethering me to this world. 

And then his control snapped—his thrusts turning desperate, savage, his release spilling inside me as he groaned against my skin, grinding harder, deeper, as though trying to brand me from the inside out.

We collapsed together, trembling, gasping, slick bodies pressed so tight it hurt. His weight crushed me, but I held him tighter, refusing to let go. My nails still dug into his back, my lips against his damp skin, my body screaming possession as loudly as his did.

There was no escape now. No light. Only this. Only him. Only us.

Obsession. Madness. Desire.

And I let it consume me whole.

THE END!

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