THE BLOODSHED SERIES 03

THE BLOODSHED SERIES 03

nurse!gunil x fem!reader

wc: 1900

tags: @joosbasschick @seungseung-minmin @xhfics @zynz0

warnings: unprotected sex, hair pulling (fem rec) sex in a hospital, reader gets her blood drawn (not in a sexual context), needles (not used sexually), strangers to unofficial lovers

The bells chimed indicating another customer had come in. Most of your customers looked familiar at least, but not him. You'd never seen him before. He was muscular and broad-shouldered. And his smile… was ADORABLE. You immediately blushed. He came up, looking in the display case of all the different treats and pastries you had.

“Can I get you anything?” You ask him with your well practiced customer service smile.

“A cherry turnover wouldn't be bad,” he smiled again. His smile was contagious and broke your trained smile into a real one.

“Anything else for ya?” You add. He pursed his lips, thinking. A small smirk appeared on his lips.

“Your number?” he asked with forced confidence. You were a bit surprised, but not at all in a bad way.

“Alright, will that be all for you?” You play along, thank goodness because this guy was panicking on the inside. He looked relieved underneath the cocky smirk he was still wearing. He tries to hide his obvious excitement when you grab a sticky note from behind the register and start writing on it.

“Yeah, how much do I owe you?”

“Don't worry about it, it's on me” You wink at him, making him blush and lose the cool guy act. He bashfully takes his turnover, about to leave.

“I'll see you around?” He says in a tone that's almost begging to see you again.

“For sure” You smile at him and he's gone. After work, you finally check your phone and realize the guy has messaged you.

“Hey, it's the guy from the bakery. I totally forgot to introduce myself! I'm Gunil.”

This started a long conversation between the two of you. Yet somehow, work never came up. That's why it was so surprising when the next morning you heard your name called by a familiar voice. You were sitting in the lobby of the hospital for your annual check up. You hated getting blood work done, but it was necessary.

“Y/n” Gunil said in a professional tone. The smile on his face when he saw you betrayed his professional act.

“I wasn't expecting to see you again so soon,” He said. He wasn't nearly as shy as he was yesterday. You were in his arena now. This was his profession and he knew the ins and outs of it.

“Have a seat” He gestures for you to sit in the small chair so he could take your vitals. Now was not the time for your mind to be acting up. Everyone's got a thing for men in their uniforms, right? I mean, the way his short sleeves hugged his muscular biceps, the way the stethoscope looked hanging from his neck. You would let this man do s- you brushed the thought away. Now was the worst time for that.

He put on the stethoscope. It was time to take your blood pressure. He held your arm and placed the instrument on the inside of your elbow. His touch sent your mind into overdrive.Signals flooded your body. All of your blood was rushing to your core. Gunil furrowed his brows. He sensed something was off.

“Your heart rate is a bit high, and so is your blood pressure. Do you normally have this issue?”

“No, I've never had issues like that” You blush. It was obviously him making you feel that way. Little did you know, despite his professional look, he could feel the heat radiating off of your body.

“Let's get you in a room.” Gunil leads you to one of the exam rooms. You take a seat and he prepares a tray of equipment. He turns back towards you with gloved hands.

“Now… I can't take your blood until we can get you calmed down” He admits a little shyly. It's as if he's implying something. Something you wouldn't be against in the slightest.

“Well, how would we go about that?”

“First we need to find what's making it so high in the first place” He paused, getting a little nervous. It's his job to ask you, but the tension between you two makes it so hard to be professional.

“Sorry I have to ask you this but, when was your last period?”He gulps, feeling a bit uncomfortable asking you. You didn't feel awkward answering him though.

“Two weeks ago” You were ovulating. Gunil picked up on that right away. You could see the glimmer in his eyes. He couldn't let his dirty mind override his professionalism yet though.

“Would you uh… say your increase in blood pressure might have something to do with your menstrual cycle?” He carefully worded his question. You could tell he was really asking if you were horny. His previous confidence had slipped away.

“It might… yeah” you answer him not only honestly, but with a bit of flirtation. You smirk and he seems to regain his confidence. A smirk tugged at the corners of his lips. He stopped nervously wiggling in his swivel chair. His legs were spread and he leaned down to rest his elbows on his knees.

“Anything I can do to help you?” His voice lowered and his confidence returned. He raised his brows, looking at you questioningly.

“There may be” You blush, but you play along. It's not every day a hot nurse offers to help you out.

“We'll have to make it quick, but I think I can help you” He speaks quietly. Nobody can hear what you two are about to do. Gunil helps you off of the table and bends you over it. You were wearing a little black dress. As much as he wanted to, it would be too much to get you naked. He flipped up the skirt of your dress, putting your ass on full display. He took a moment to feel the wet spot on your panties and feel between your pretty folds.

He unbuttoned his pants, not bothering to pull them down very far. Your pussy ached for his affection and you jolted when he pressed his tip against your clit, causing you to shudder. He grabbed your hair, pulling you into the position he wanted. Your scalp tingled slightly, but you enjoyed him manhandling you so roughly. His other hand guided his erection to your entrance, lightly prodding at it. You were soaked. A string of your mixed arousal formed between the two of you as he pulled away. It cooled really fast, tickling you when it broke and clung to your pussy.

He ran his tip up your folds until he was coated in your arousal. He pressed into you equally gently and quickly. His thick cock hurt going in, but the pain added to your pleasure.

“Y-you're so tight baby” Gunil pants under his breath. You could barely hear him. It was for the best because you two were in the doctor's office. He had to move slowly so he himself could adjust.

His breath hit your neck abruptly. He was grunting as he forced himself in and out of you. You were biting down on his hand to avoid letting yourself moan. You were finally completely aroused and wet enough he could move without as much effort. He picked up his pace, pounding into you a little harder and faster.

Your breaths mix together in a secret symphony. His thrusts each stretch you out again and again. Once he hit your g-spot, you folded, going limp on the table. He held your head up by your hair and made quick, short thrusts, each one sure to abuse that spot.

Your body convulsed and jerked against your will. He knew you were close, you were almost there. He leaned over you, wrapping one arm around you and groping your boob. His other hand released your hair and went down to your clit. He rubbed quick and furious circles, causing your orgasm to snap. You buried your forehead into the table, gripping the edge as he continued to thrust into you. Your walls clamped down on him and you shook beneath him. It may have been the strongest orgasm you've had. He didn't stop after you came down.

“I- I'm gonna cum” he whimpers. The feel of your delicious pussy sucking him in hazed his mind. Your warm and wet walls were squishy and inviting and he couldn't enough. He sheathed himself fully in you. You shook around him, overstimulated by him. He thrusted fully into you, slowly losing speed and rhythm. You could feel him twitch in you as he stilled, leaning against you. His breath was hot against your neck. He pulled out and grabbed a paper towel to quickly clean the both of you up. He fixed his clothes and then yours.

He took a minute, just sitting in his swivel chair to catch his breath. His eyes were glossy with affection. You sat back down on the exam table, fixed up and pretty again. His breathing slowed until he could properly breathe with his mouth closed. He sighed and looked at you, leaned back and manspreading. He looked at his watch, roughly ten minutes had passed.

“I say we should check your blood pressure again, it should be back to normal now” He stood up casually and got the tools. He wrapped your arm up and put the stethoscope under it. His lips curved into a cocky smile as he tuned into the sound of your heartbeat.

“Just as I expected,” he steps back, removing the equipment.

“You're back to normal” he smiles proudly. It truly was just him turning you on. You blush, a bit embarrassed of how your body reacted so eagerly to him. He did amazing taking care of you though. A lot of pent up sexual tension was released. He turned around preparing the tubes and the needle. After putting the rubber tourniquet on your arm, he quickly inserted the needle into one of your veins. He was very casual and professional, especially after what just happened.

He pulled the needle out and it stung just slightly. He gently applied pressure to spot he had poked you. He used his other hand to open a small band aid. It was cute and had hello kitty on it. You couldn't help but smile at the cute band aid he chose. He took his finger that was pressed against your bleeding wound and licked it.

“Alright ma'am, you're good and good to go”You smirk at his playfulness. His fake professional act was almost funny now. You get.off the table and grab your things, ready to part from him as much as you didn't want to.

“I'll see you later?” You ask, raising your eyebrows expectantly.

“Of course, I've got to properly take care of you. What we just did was nothing” he arrogantly chuckled and you smiled. You were excited to say the least.

“I'll text you my address” You smile and turn to leave. When your hand makes it to the door, he grabs you, turning you around. He pins you softly against the door. His hand runs up your neck and tilts your jaw upward to look at him. He cups your cheek, looking at you with a deeply loving expression. Your heart sank into your stomach with affection. He gently pressed a kiss on your lips. It was flooded with emotion and longing. It felt as if we'd known each other for an eternity at that moment.

“I'll see you later” he says softly. He pulls away, opening the door for you.

I'm kinda nervous to release this one tn

Snippets of the Bloodshed Series

: nurse!gunil x patient!reader

a/n: menstrual cycle, not period.

THE BLOODSHED SERIES 02

werewolf!ode x fem reader

wc: 1900

tags: @zynz0 @seungseung-minmin

warnings: blood, FAIRLY DESCRIPTIVE SCENE OF A DEER GETTING KILLED, oral (fem rec.),

The cabin was far more eerie than you had anticipated. The mountains were cool and humid. The amount of fog wasn’t an exaggeration. It was your idea to come spend your fall break alone in this cabin. You wanted to escape the city and get some new scenery. Your friend had an old cabin readily available, and it was free of charge. It seemed like your best interest being a college student.

Everything creaked. The floors, the doors, the stairs. It started off as off putting and creepy, but it quickly grew old. Everything was hardwood. It would cost a lot considering what things are made of today. The place was also unsettlingly quiet. You were accustomed to the constant sounds of bustling people, cars on the go, horns and sirens constantly blaring, and much more. Your ears rang from the quietness. Perhaps you should enjoy the squeaking and creaking of every move you make.

After sunset, you start feeling on edge. The paranoia is killing you. You try to call your friend but the internet sucks in the mountains. The last thing you heard was her trying to comfort you in her thick southern accent.

“Don’t worry bout any a' them there outside sounds, just don’t go out there. We got lots a’ night critters,” You laughed at her dialect and her grammar almost made your stomach churn.

“I’m not worried. I’ll be alright,” You reassured her. After some convincing, she finally hung up. Maybe looking outside through the front door would help. You turn on the porch light. It illuminates not even a fraction of the dark and seemingly endless forest. It’s enough to show you what was causing the sounds though. A wide eyed deer is staring right at you. You squint your eyes, trying to see what was glimmering on its antlers. The thought crossed your mind that maybe it was your bracelet. You look down at your wrist… and surely enough it was. It was just a deer, right? You tried to talk yourself into opening the door and stepping outside to get it. As you turn the door knob, something else comes into the range of the porch light.

A wolf charges at the deer, biting at its legs and taking it down with ease. You turn away. The sounds are gruesome enough. You can hear the agonizing wail of the deer and the sound of its flesh being torn between the wolf’s teeth. You're caught off guard when you hear an innocent little bark from the otherside of the door. You turn around and there's the wolf. It sits sweetly at the door, wagging its tail. Your bracelet shimmers between its teeth. Some of the blood from the wolf's mouth drips onto it. This was a really stupid idea, but that bracelet was expensive. You open the door and bend down to take the bracelet from the wolf.

You reach your hand out cautiously. Just as you’re about to grab it, the wolf snaps at you, causing you to fall back in fear. It had pretended to bite you.. But it didn’t. It quickly shifts into a human man, now towering over you. You crawl backwards into the cabin, trying to shut the door, but he stops it with his foot.

“You sure ain't the sharpest one 'round here" the guy says. He welcomes himself in the cabin, casually closing the door behind him. His hands and face are spattered with blood. He reaches his hand down to you, his torn clothes showing off his muscular arms.

"What the hell is going on?" You reluctantly take his hand. His long, claw-like nails left little crescent shapes on your skin as he helped you up.

“You woulda been a goner had you went after that deer" his accent is thick like your friends. It sounded way hotter coming from him though.

"Why? Was it rabid?" he grinned like you were ignorant.

"No hun, that was a skinwalker" he called you hun like you've known each other for years. He looked cute with his wolf ears still poking out of the top of his head. You couldn't help but smile.

"Is calling me hun part of your southern hospitality agenda?" his ears twitched, telling you he didn't even realize he did it.

"Sure, you could say that. I guess it's really just a habit," he shrugs, making himself comfortable.

"So I guess all of the myths aren't really myths, huh?" You ask, a little paranoid.

"You'd be right there. I can understand not knowing the difference between a deer and a not-deer, but c'mon, you opened the door to take a bracelet from a wolf !" He sighed, teasing your ignorance.

"You were sitting there wagging your tail like a little puppy! How could I not?" He blushed.

”First of all, I am by no means a little puppy” he scoffed with an attitude. He walked over to the fridge as if he had been here before. He pulls out a glass bottle of whiskey, downing it with ease.

“Want a drink?” he offers, holding out the bottle.

“No thanks, you southerners drink strong alcohol. Plus you're covered in blood” You're a bit grossed out, but you can't deny that he was attractive.

“Alright, well I'm going to bed, see ya tomorrow” You were caught off guard by him. He put the alcohol back in the fridge and walked upstairs.

“Wait- you're staying?”

“Yeah, I stay here all the time” You blushed from his casual demeanor. He smiles at you before going into one of the two bedrooms.

Seungmin was looking out the window, taking in the familiar soundings. He didn't flinch when he heard you close the bedroom door across from him. What did catch his attention though, was a new smell seeping through the cracks of the door. His ears stood up as the smell grew stronger.

Quietly, he got up and left his room. He listened to you from outside of your door. Your breathing was erratic and he heard quiet but constant movement. Could you be doing what he was thinking?

Southern hospitality was his thing. It would only be kind of him to offer his help. He opened the door carefully, silently letting himself slip in. The moonlight coming through the window softly illuminated your features. You were too deep in your act to realize he was standing there watching you fuck yourself.

“Need some help?” he asked, drawing you from your trance. You sat up in a panic.

“What the hell? Why are you in here?”

“I could smell you. Then I heard you. Sounds like you could use some help.” His voice is casual and soft. You're lost for words. The whole situation was weird… but intriguing.

“I don't even know your name”

“Seungmin, nice to meet ya” He steps closer, now in front of you. He reaches his hand out to shake yours. You take the one you know you didn't fuck yourself with to shake his hand.

“It would only be right for me to offer my help to a pretty girl like you… ya know, that southern hospitality you were talkin bout” You blush at his comment. After some quick contemplating you agreed to let him help you with little convincing.

“Fine… I guess I could use some help” He smirks, pleased with your reply. He prowls over to you, sitting beside you on the bed. He puts his hand on your thigh, tracing small circles back and forth. Your body was already sensitive from a moment ago and you were extremely reactive. All of which was to his liking. He boldly ran his hand up your thigh, approaching your core. Seeing you react so much boosted his ego.

“Gonna spread you like a feast, hun” he gets off of the bed. He uses his hands to part your legs and kneels down. Your pants come off in a heartbeat, leaving Seungmin to stare at your sopping folds. Your scent was addictive and he could already feel his cock straining to be let out.

He helped lay you back, spreading your legs so you were still on display for him. He was hovering over you, weight shifted to the left so his right hand could run up your thigh and onto your hip. You let your hands explore him as well. Mindlessly, they ran up his torso. You could feel every muscle and the way they shifted as he moved. Your hands found their place on his strong, rounded shoulders. He leaned over you, lowering himself so he could get a taste of your lips. His ears twitched with satisfaction.

You moaned into the kiss. He smirked against your lips. His hand traveled between your legs, lightly sweeping across your exposed pussy. He tauntingly drags his fingers through your folds before he brings them to his mouth, sucking them clean.

Seungmin was more than happy to kneel back down on the floor before you. He pushed your legs apart and his lips quickly latched onto your sensitive clit. He moaned at your taste, sending vibrations through your body. He wasted no time and shoved two fingers in your slick hole, fucking you while he ate you out. He groaned pleasurably at the sound of your wet hole smacking as his fingers thrusted in and out of you. He seemed like he couldn't get enough. He rotated his wrist around, curling his fingers inside of you.

Your hips jerked against your will. The pleasure he was bestowing on you was too immense. His tongue moved in swift, wet circles on your bud. He sucked ever so lightly on it. His fingers found a steady and fast pace to pump inside of you at. Your hips rolled in beautiful synchronization.

He was desperate, ravaging you like a starving man. He rutted his own hips against the bed frame, any friction was good friction. The sounds you two made mixed harmoniously along with the squeaking of the floor and the bed. His pace quickened and he started faltering with his rhythm. He was getting close. He knew you were too, so he doubled his efforts. His moans quickly turned into aching whines. Shockwaves shot through your body. He felt you clenching around him. He felt you shudder under his touch. He kept going. Seungmin wanted to prolong your orgasm as long as possible. When your pussy throbbed around his finger, it snapped the knot in his own stomach. He released his load in his pants.

When you went still, he pulled his fingers out, sucking them clean. Not a drop of your essence wasted. He stood up, legs weak from his own high.

“Horny pup couldn't wait huh?” You teased him.

“I did all of that just for you to bully me?” He pouted playfully. You smiled, finding him adorable. His face was soaked in your juices and he loved every second of it. You wipe the drop forming at his chin.

“Just admit it,” you say. You reach your hands out to scratch behind his ears. “You're a little pup”

He smiled, a light blush dusting his cheeks. “I guess”

“Let's get you cleaned up, hun” you used his nickname for you and he chuckled in response. You stood up, taking Seungmin to the bathroom. He followed happily. He didn't waste time and was almost immediately naked as soon as you went in. You followed suit, taking off anything you were still wearing. He prepared the shower to his liking. He stepped in first, then took your hand so you could get in. Your hair cascaded smoothly down your back and Seungmin knew then that he had to redeem himself. He came way too early that first time.

HUBUH HUBBUHHUU HBH XYMPHONY SO GOOD WHAT

IM AT A LOSS FOR WORDS I LOVE CLASSICAL MUSIC

AND THEN A TWIST UGHHH

JUNGSU KILL ME ALREADY

I actually almost passed out (not exaggerating)

NO NO NO NO

welcome to episode 2 of school might end me

GAON AND LIVER SPAGHETTI?

You find yourself stuck in an elevator with your icon and your username. How happy are you?