C08 - I Must Be Favored To Know Ya

Silence.

The entire campus went dead silent. 

Even the lecturers who had been watching the commotion and even the security guards who were responding to the fact that the school boy had just murdered the janitor had stopped in their tracks, unsure of what to say to the boy who was dragging another behind him, though the crowd like this was nothing. It was crazy, truly but the fact that even the authorities were stunned into silence was something else. 

Perhaps it was because Jungkook was covered in blood from head to toe. He looked like the grim reaper who had just had to deal with the worst of devils. He smelled like one had been to a slaughterhouse and his entire body reeked of the stench of the washroom. It was hard to even understand or try to put into words what anyone was seeing now. It was like hell had finally come down and the only way to get through it was quite literally through it.

And that means in Jungkook's style. 

Oh, but it was hard, because Jiminie was whining softly at the pain from his leaking breasts. It was haunting him, how he had stepped out to go and get relief only to come out looking like shit, scared of everything and covered in the stench of milk and blood.

Jiminie was disgusted by himself.

He couldn't believe that this was what had become of him, so he closed his eyes, waiting for this version of his hell to be over. 

But would it, when he was stinking of milk. 

So much milk that his breasts were too full for him to even walk with a straight face. 

He was hurting. 

Jiminie was hurting so badly that he couldn't even think.

But Jungkook didn't seem to care one bit about that. 

Not even when Jimmie pleaded.

Poor thing.

"Please…" Jiminie begged.

He wasn't sure what he was begging for, but he was begging. 

For something. 

Any relief perhaps.

Or maybe he wanted to be fucked? 

Or maybe we need to go home with Jungkook. 

Or maybe he just wanted to get away from here. 

But Jungkook clearly had other plans for both of them, and he wasn't going to back down when he was not thinking clearly. And that scared Jiminie, because this was the first time they had started dating, since the rumors had spread about how thick Jiminie's cunt was, that Jungkook was doing this to him. He was parading him around, like he was a piece of meat before the predators. 

He didn't care that Jiminie didn't want this.

He didn't care that Jiminie was losing his mind about this.

He didn't care about anything.

And that was continuously horrifying Jiminie, because he was sure that no one. Absolutely no one in the school knew that Jungkook was his boyfriend. No one knew that the crazy bad boy and the school's pride were in a relationship for years. And the fact that he was being paraded here right now, without any mark or claim, just not to tell everything that Jiminie meant nothing to Jungkook. 

And instead of Jiminie thinking that that was cruel, that this wasn't how relationships were supposed to work, the poor thing blamed himself for being so prude. So fucking prude that Jungkook didn't even want to claim him in public. It was his eternal shame and he was ready for whatever was coming for him. Because Jiminie felt that this was his fault. 

He had been begging Jungkook to let him be. 

To be gentle.

And gods, Jungkook had been gentle. 

Only that the dead janitor had turned the tables on them and Jiminie wondered if he would end up like the janitor. It was no secret that some relationships were always evident, and while Jungkook hadn't ever tried to be violent with him, Jimi wasn't so sure anymore. This was scaring him. Jungkook was curing him and he didn't even have the power to say shit anymore.

Perhaps he would apologize after this was done, right?

But who would be making the apology? 

Jiminie?

Jungkook?

Fuck.

"Don't tell me you don't want to wrap your hands around this fucking cow and milk him dry," Jungkook spoke.

And Jiminie stiffened. 

His boyfriend had just called him a cow to be milked in front of the entire faculty. There was no coming back from this. Unfortunately for Jiminie, he didn't know that this was the last time anyone would ever get to see him in public. That he would be used and ruined over and over and tell all he could think of was just cock and cock. 

Just Jungkook's cock. 

But for now, he was still in shock that he had been called a cow.

"The offer will expire in three minutes. You milk him dry, suckle, or do whatever the fuck you want with his body. But you touch his pussy and ass, or lips and I will fuck you myself," Jungkook warned and the lecturers stiffened even more. They had always known that Jungkook was not normal but to what these students threatened to fuck anyone that dared to kiss his boyfriend or fuck Jiminie's cunt and ass was something else. 

What kind of obsessive possessiveness was this?

What the hell were they supposed to do?

"I'll go first!" One of the female students spoke and Jiminie's eyes got blurry again. He was being treated like public property. Like he wasn't worth shit and that scared him. This was not what he had agreed to, but did he even have a choice now that everyone had gathered around to watch him and how naked he felt right now? This was crazy, and yet a part of Jiminie felt relief that someone was coming to help him empty his tiers.

He should have been grateful for that, right?

"B—" Jiminie tried, knowing damn well that this was not going to work. He had to try thug, right? Lest his boyfriend claim that he was very receptive and willing to be touched and fucked by whoever the fuck wanted a piece of him. It was crying to some point, but what the hell anyway. 

This was his chance at proving himself. 

At least Jungkook knew that he was a good guy and that he was in love with him. 

It was difficult to understand how Jiminie's brain worked, but that didn't matter right now.

"Go on then. Show us how well you can suckle. If you make him wet, I'll give you a state of his slickness," Koo said, and the crowd cheered for the female student who had stepped forward. 

She was younger than Jiminie. 

Tall just enough to reach those tits that were full and leaking. 

Her face was close to Jiminie's chest and she loved the smell of milk on Jiminie.

"Good lord, this is heaven… can he please sit?" the student asked and someone offered a seat in the crowd. 

Jiminie watched as Jungkook dragged him to the seat, making sure to tear his school uniform off, leaving him stark naked in school. This was a violation. An act that needed everyone to step the fuck back and know that this was not right. 

Instead, the crowd cheered even more. When they realized how pretty Jiminie was. How full he was. It was like her fantasies of seeing Jiminie naked and bare had come true. Oh, how this was humiliating for Jimie, but Jungkook didn't care.

"You can eat him out too if you want," Jungkook said once he sat Jiminie on the chair.