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sparks | hyunjin

pairing: hwang hyunjin x reader

word count: 2.6k

genre: fantasy au, assassin!hyunjin, enemies to lovers

warnings: restrained and handcuffed reader, mentions of violence and murder, reader and hyunjin are rivals during a war, reader is surprisingly flirtatious for a prisoner

summary:

“You’re an anomaly,” Hyunjin tells you, his lips curling around the word ‘anomaly’ like it’s some kind of insult. “I’ve faced you in combat seven times now-”

“It’s cute that you’ve kept count.”

“-and you still live. That doesn’t happen. Ever.”

When you wake up, you find yourself chained to a chair, manacles digging into your wrists and ankles. You thrash around, panicked for a moment, yanking at the chains, testing how much force they could take.

There’s no give, and as your eyes adjust to the darkness, you register the cold, thick metal of the chair. No amount of struggling could break your way through that.

Short of dislocating every finger you have, or maybe degloving your hand, there’s no way of slipping out of these things.

Fuck.

You slump backwards in defeat.

What now?

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I’VE BEEN LOOKING FOR THIS FIC THANK GOD I FOUND IT

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Light gore warning & cannibalism. It's literally just mingi wanting to eat you & vice versa.

Mingi wants to eat you— he can't help it. He tries to contain it, to stifle it, smother it completely. It doesn't work. It never does, but he tries. He dreams of your flesh stuck in the gaps of his teeth, blood painting his tongue, and this hollowing fullness— that owning of you in your entirety. It's a biological thing, a wolf thing, a carnivore thing. You make him hopelessly hungry, but he adores you. He'd never hurt you, not on purpose.

It's led to a bigger problem, one far worse than the hunger. This has become a tormenting craving, chipping away at his brain, stemming from his desire.

He wants you to eat him.

It's all he thinks about. It's an inescapable desire. He's gotten into the habit of watching you eat. Observing the way your teeth grind greens down. They're so blunt, dull— you wouldn't be able to rip Mingi apart. You'd chew him slowly. A mindless back and forward from your jaw as your neck muscles strain to tear flesh from bone. You're not built to devour.

It'd be excruciating; it would be christening. Mingi would shudder with agony. Your hands holding him down, your body curled around his like a kilmt painting. His blood would fill your mouth and dribble out. Mingi wailing and flailing. Mingi suffering for love. Mingi dying for your enjoyment. Mingi now apart of you forever.

His cums to the thought. His cock heavy in his hand. Hot and aching. A gnawing need balloons in his chest, in his loins. His love for you grows teeth and claws, crawling out of his chest and begins slobbering on the floor.

Your name falling from his lip like mindless prayer.

Mingi needs you to eat him.

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I LOVE METAPHORICAL CANNIBALISM AND I THINK ABOUT THIS FIC MORE THAN OFTEN