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It gazed upon such a beauty, graced with mortal, yet empyrean features. Perhaps a relation to Adonis. Though that's besides the point—point is that this human's natural talent to be a jack-of-all-trades with just his physique alone. Moistens V's loins. It’s worth a mention, simply wearing a plain white t-shirt makes this, Jeon JungCOCKKook, ahem, a sin in many cultures. Or dare we say, illegirl? (Pun intended)
V had stalked shadowed this fine-ass beaut since it’s vexing fall from the world above the fleshlings: or more commonly know as Humans. Not that you couldn’t figure it out or whatever.
V’s wings hadn't unearth and only an emblem of it glows on its shoulder blades. It’s fellow kins-kind had deceived V into believing that: if it were to jump off the edge of their world—out of shear fear: V’s wings will burgeon to save it. Just the intelligent naive little cherubim. It listened to them.
“Trust in us youngling.” One said.
”I feel unsure about this..”
”No, no trust us.” Another added.
”I’m.. not possitive about-“
”We promise, it’s all for the best.” They falsified. “We’re the ones with the wings here! Right?”
”Yes, yes.”
”Most definitely.”
And then—
V leaped from the edge. The last thing it heard was laughter and their trickery reveals as V comes plummeting down in rage of flames.
V scuffs at the begrudging thought, brushing it aside for later. Storing the memory away, for now, as V dexterously hops from building to building. Tirelessly stalking this perquisite male to its abode.
When its human had reach that said home, it observes with a pleased purr. Predator admiring its prey. Humming deliciously as the male dumbfoundedly fumbles with a large set of keys, then fails in attempt to unlock the door, then only to drop them via clumsiness.
V chuckles at the fleshling’s quirkiness.
V must-, no, V NEED’s to approach such a simple minded, yet alluring specimen. This astral form will not do. Definitely not. The possibility of V frightening the precious earthly-color haired—testosterone-daddy looking ass—not that V minds.
Ah?
What’s this?
V’s, Jungkook is speaking to this, other meatbag? Tsk, this will not do. But this... nearly-white haired anime-looking arse—hunk—Ahem. THING! Is as correlatively lovely— ALMOST, to his 'Kookie'. Yeah it's the nickname stage already, fight me you perverted otaku readers!
Mmnm. . .
V contemplates for a moment.
Sure. This hunky individual will just have to do.
Similar to a flash of lightning, V strikes and invades this poor victim’s youth's body.
“That’s it love, let your guard down.” It whispers, enchaining Taehyung’s free will from within, complete domination. But V likes to call it 'borrowing.'
Though body possessioning comes naturally; it’s easier said than done. Hence, one must fight the original host for control—and surpass through The Enlightened One's mind protective gifts, against these ever dying cruxs(Human’s) is not such an easy feat. Truly, though, V applauses the "Taehyung” for putting up quite a fight against an unwanted intruder. Sadly, V of course overpowered Taehyung’s will. I mean if we didn’t then there wouldn’t be a story. Duh~
But worry not. Taehyung had not parished. Just... forcefully tucked away in the deep sub-consciousness, where he'll watch the now new owner of his body; toying with his body and his friends, family, details, details, details!~ No spoilers for you~ oh-hohohohoho!
"Yo...Earth to Tae?’ Jungkook questions as he waves his hand at Taehyung's face, giving him a look of concern, ‘You alright bro? You spaced on me."
Taehyung beams 'his', or is it their, boxy grin at the younger and appeals.
”Never been better."
Jungkook quirks a brow. Unsure, but continues on about what he and the original Taehyung were discussing. After fondling with a few more set of keys Jungkook finally unlocks the door successfully. Still rambling on-and-on; the other just quietly followed suite.
‘Taehyung’ takes a foot in but a force more powerful than he, attempts to repel him away from the body; he just barely gain possession of.
An Ankh shimmers infront of him. While for a brief moment, the Original almost regains control, but was forced to slip back into the deep. Then follows the Ankh branding itself onto his arm.
Logically, before anymore symbols could appear and possibly reveal his true intentions— with much effort, he willfully hauls himself, just the foot, away from the door.
Jungkook pauses whatever he was rambling about, turning around to give Taehyung a questioning look.
"Uhh, are you just gonna stand there or..?"
"Uhh...’, V playfully imitates, ‘I am a guest Kookie. You'll have to invite me in. No manners at all. Also. Does it kill you to call me hyung once in a blue moon? No respect!” Taehyung slyly divulge, faux pouting. Hoping that’ll convince the other to actually invite him in.
Let me explain:
The down perks of being a none fleshy(not human) is you MUST always be invited into any mortal home. It is LAW, every human in this world is protected from all nonhuman based creatures, beings or entities, that these meatbags barely know about. This was all set in stone by creator and ruler of all things, "The Enlightened One", all none mortal must follow or meet demise; No questions asked.
Period. Point blank. BANG!TAN, see what I did there? kms..
There is some if not little, to rare, exceptions to this rule though. Especially when it came to demi-humans, like half human-half something not human, any manner of combination are rarities. They rarely hold any impact, yet, atleast that's from what all non-humans know.
Another thing is, the world is also filled with unlimited varieties of magicks, but commonly are Magic Inscriptions that: marks, brands, wards, curse or traps anything that is nonhuman. For example, a possessed that was not invited into the home, looking at you V, before hand will be branded with a warning and will lose certaint ability(s) depending on the brand.
Each symbol has its special,the Ankh in this case prevents V from possessing another body or moving from body to body. The only way for V to regain the ability back is to eliminate the source that had created the magic tattoo, or let the meatbag age till death, or find an evil human, ex. "Evil Wizard", that is more powerful than the one who created the spell to remove it.
Furthermore, simply committing an act of suicide will not resolve the issue, hence the nature of tattoo, “branding”, not only affects the body and its original host, but also the invaders.
In short, V is fucked and will most definitely be spending a life time trapped in this fleshling's body. [V flips off the narrator]"You fuckin’ Peter-Wacker!”
Jungkook rolls his eyes at his hyung, "Tae you come over everyday!’ Since we were able to walk. If you can even remember that far. ‘You might as well live here, since you eat everything from the fridge anyways.”
"But Kookie—,’ he whines and puts up his best pout, ‘—can't we just pretend this my first time walking in?” Even though it quite literally is.
Jungkook huffs, “Ha, ha that’s cute hyung.” Forcefully drags Taehyung in with a grab of the wrist.
V panics and readies for his scheme to shatter before him.
But, nothing. An invitation? Odd?
Jungkook rolls his eyes, “Ok?..How are things with you and Jiminie-hyung?"
"Ah, yesterday was Valentines. So, we may have scarred the neighbors.” Taehyung wiggles his brows suggestively.
Ahh, the upsides of possessing a human's body is the easy and fast access to their memories. It truly irks V that he has to speak of another...for now. Not that said other was bad looking. Because believe it or not the memories about this “Park Jimin” is— let’s just focus on one harlot at a time okay? Still, this Taehyung was with another, while being near this Heracles of a marble and ivory everyday! Not even a pervy memory of his Jungkook in this guy's memory, like, wow? Seriously? Disappointing to say the least!
Jungkook playfully punches Taehyung's chest and laughs, damn. Taehyung felt his member twitch with delight, it's just a laugh gosh dammit and oh- hells he punched touched me—well you get it.
"Gross! Really did not need know that! TMI!”
Taehyung darkly chuckles, "What can I say? When the main man’s dicks’ good-!"
"Taehyung, everyone knows your not a man-"
He reflexively back hands Jungkook, "Respect your elders!"
V doesn’t understand why he unconsciously reacted that way. More correctly, why Taehyung did that.
"But! But you're no older than I am!"
He smirks at the maknae, "Whatever, go shower you reek!" He playfully shoves Jungkook.
V lowkey loves the younger's scent and how the firm the other felt.
Jungkook nearly falls back, but catches himself.
“Whatever!”
Giggling as Jungkook tackles Taehyung, forcing them to have abit of wrestle. In, V's mind his enjoying this a little too much, honest. Letting Jungkook man handle this body with his rippling pictorials and ever heavenly defined body, it's most definitely a cloud nine high!~ *Nose bleed*
A cough above them cuts V off from his reverie and halts Jungkook's hardiness.
They both look up. Finding sees this meatbag's boyfriend, Jimin, arms crossed with the most adorable looking figure ever. The expression and vide Jimin was gushing extreme mochi-ness, watching them fondly; no venom in his gaze, or a hint of suspicion. Just the fucking sun radiating from him is all.
"Jungkookie, please release my fragile boyfriend." Jimin sweetly asks in the most gentle mannered voice ever. How does he do that?!
Jungkook rolls his eyes and releases his hold on Taehyung, mumbling about how Taehyung is not even close to breakable.
The said boyfriend helps Taehyung up his feet and instantly engulfs him in a fluffy yet deeply passionate embrace. V genuinely, doesn't want to hug this sack of flesh. Okay, maybe now that he feels how T H I C C the shorter male is. Still, the body naturally, again, reacts from V’s control, making it look more real, natural, than anything else. It's like embracing a waffle. It’s just pancakes with abs.
Jimin whispers into his ear, "Thanks for the present yesterday babe." Then proceeds to give him a gentle peck.
"Of course Minnie.~ Anything for my precious pixie." Taehyung faux gush. On the outside his boxy grin is unwaveringly beautiful. But inside, V wish to wreck this sickingly sweet meat bag. Literally. Sexually or not, he desires to see that.
Still engulfed in his boyfriend's loving embrace. V watches as HIS Kookie stalks past them and up the stairs to give them some space. Fuck! This Jimin will pay for it later.. or now perhaps, he vengefully schemed.
"Minnie.." Taehyung starts with a tender tone.
"Mmm?" Jimin gazes up at his boyfriend, eyes sparkling with true unbiased love and affection.
Taehyung flutters his lashes and locks eyes with Jimin, placing an enslavement spell on him. "You'll do anything for me right~" It wasn't a question, Taehyung decrees in a tone filled with faux affection, gently caressing Jimin's perfectly structured cheek and jaw. For a moment, Jimin's eyes dilates pitch black before fading into a pink-ish-gray taint. Arms loosely slacks to his sides. Awaiting for Taehyung's next command.
"Wonderful, baby~" Taehyung coos as he gingerly thumbs Jimin's jawline. He leans his head closer to Jimin's ear and whispers, "You will head home and prepare yourself for me, okay?~ You can do that for daddy right?"
Jimin unconsciously nods as if under a spell. Because he is!
Taehyung not so kindly slaps him, "You don't nod princess~ What you say is, 'Yes daddy.' Understood?"
"Yes...yes daddy." Jimin whimpers, feeling his pants getting stiff.
Taehyung continues "You may not seed until I return home. Understood?"
"Yes...daddy." Jimin nods once more with a blank expression and exits the home quickly.
V simpers. While Jimin did possess The Enlightened One's protection, like all fleshlings. But because the fool was blindly in love with Taehyung the trust he carried permitted V to easily charm him. V wishes Jungkook was that easy, but, where's the fun in that? He wickedly smirks and looks up the stairs leading to where his obsession possession was. This little Kookie's heart isn't gonna crumble under his delicate fingers, yet. Taehyung proceeds to provocatively licks his upper vermilion-shaded lip. Pre-fantasizing and readily savorying what Jeon Jungkook may taste like.
The Original Taehyung screams hopelessly in the unconsciousness of his mind, begging the entity to release him, but his pleas only fall on deaf ears.
“I like the happy ones. They have so much farther to fall.” V tittered.