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Jungkook was lost. Yoongi had specifically told him not to wander off, and now here he was, circling the massive, overcrowded mall with an anxious pit in his stomach. This had never happened before and he didn’t know what to do.

Yoongi said it wasn’t safe for bunny hybrids to be on their own, and that he couldn’t trust strangers. Did that include mall security? Should he look for someone to help or keep looking for Yoongi on his own? He’d left his cell phone back in one of the shopping bags Yoongi was carrying so that was no help either.

He fidgeted with his left ear, stroking it nervously as he continued to weave in and out of crowds. It was the week before Christmas and he had never seen so many people in one place before. It made him nervous and scared. How would Yoongi find him?

Jungkook decided to sit down on a bench and wait. It would be better than continuing to get lost in the crowds. Eventually, Yoongi would show up. He hoped.

He sat and looked around, sniffing the air to try and see if he could spot Yoongi’s short blond head or get a whiff of his strong orange scent. A few minutes, no more than ten, had gone by when –


A dark-haired boy sat next to him on the bench, staring at him with concerned eyes and a baby face. Jungkook flinched.

“Are you ok, little rabbit?”

Jungkook didn’t know what to do. Yoongi said not to trust strangers, but the boy looked not much older than himself, and he had a cute, innocent looking face. “Um…” Jungkook said. “No… I can’t find Yoongi, my owner…”

“Oh no!” the boy said. “That sounds really scary. Do you want me to help you find him?”

Jungkook perked up at that, ears flinging back up in attention. “Could you really?”

“Of course!” He stood up and held out his hand to Jungkook. “My name is Jimin. Let’s go find your Yoongi, ok?”

Jungkook took his hand and stood up, feeling a lot better. “Ok,” he said shyly. “Thank you. I’m Jungkook.”

“Nice to meet you, Jungkook. Where did you last see Yoongi?” Jimin asked as they started walking in the direction of mall traffic.

“We were at the food court,” Jungkook said. “We – um – we were getting some lunch, and he went to the bathroom and I needed napkins so I went up to get some and then – then I – I couldn’t find the table so I went to the bathroom but he wasn’t there and then -”

“Ok, ok,” Jimin cut him off with a small laugh. “Don’t worry, we’ll find him. Let’s go back to the food court, ok?”

Jungkook nodded and followed Jimin. Jimin slipped his small warm hand out of Jungkook’s to pull out his phone and send a quick text. Jungkook was so thankful someone had stopped to help him!

“How old are you, Jungkookie?”

“I just turned 19,” he said, proud to finally be an adult. “But Yoongi has been my owner since I was really little. He’s always taken care of me!”

“Sounds like a nice guy,” Jimin said agreeably. They had reached the food court. “What does he look like? Do you see him here?”

Jungkook scanned the thick crowd for a short blond head but saw nothing. His ears started deflating. “No…”

“Hmm,” Jimin said. “Maybe he’s still in the bathrooms? Let’s go look.”

They walked toward the group bathrooms and passed by a family style bathroom. Jimin stopped dead. “Let’s check in here, ok?”

Jungkook didn’t see how Yoongi could be in there, but said, “Ok.”

The bathroom door creaked open and Jimin said “go ahead, tell me if he’s in there.”

Feeling a little nervous, Jungkook stepped inside, groping for the light switch in the dark room. “I don’t think he’s-”

Suddenly, Jimin pushed him forward, hard, so that Jungkook fell to his knees. The bathroom door swung shut and clicked with a lock.

“What-” Jungkook started to say. He was interrupted by the light switch flipping on, bright, harsh lighting flooding the bathroom. There was another boy standing in front of them, tall and skinny, with the most beautiful face Jungkook had ever seen.

“Wow, nice catch, Jimin,” the tall boy said.

Jimin smirked. “I know, right? It was literally too easy. Little Jungkookie was just sitting there, waiting for someone to snatch him up.”

Jungkook stood up and started backing into the door. “Who – who are you? Where’s Yoongi?”

He tried to feel for the knob behind him but Jimin rushed forward, grabbing both of his hands and dragging him further in the bathroom.

“Don’t be naughty, bunny. Say hello to Tae.”

The tall man – Tae – looked at Jungkook with dark eyes. “Um – hi – can you let me out now? I need to find-”

Jimin rolled his eyes and cut him off. “I can’t hear Yoongi’s name one more god damn time. Tae, cuff and gag him.”

Jungkook’s eyes widened and he started to struggle in Jimin’s hold, yanking his hands out of Jimin’s grasp, but the two of them quickly wrestled the squirming bunny’s hands behind his back and into a pair of metal handcuffs.

“Let me go!” Jungkook shouted, starting to feel really, really scared.

“Shhh,” Jimin said. He took a sock out of his pocket and shoved it in Jungkook’s mouth, and Tae followed up with a piece of thick masking tape.

When they were done, Jungkook squirmed out of their hands and backed away again, chest heaving, tears starting to form in his big doe eyes.

“Wow,” Tae said. “He’s stunning. A cute little rabbit, just for us.”

Jungkook didn’t know what they wanted but he more scared than he’d ever been in his life. He wished he was still sitting on the bench waiting for Yoongi. He wished he’d never gotten lost.

“What should we do first?” Jimin asked.

Tae smirked and stared right into Jungkook’s eyes. “Let’s strip him, I want to see his little cotton tail.”

Jungkook let out a little squeak from behind his gag and started shaking. No one had ever seen him naked before, not fully, not even Yoongi. Jungkook was a shy little bunny and he liked to change in the privacy of his own room.

Now, the two men stalked forward. In one quick movement, Jimin grabbed his shirt and twisted it back, over his head, so that it further tangled up his handcuffed arms. Tae unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down and off his legs. Jungkook tried kicking his leg away and Tae responded with a loud slap to Jungkook’s face, his head twisting to the side.

Tears started to stream in earnest now. No one had ever hit him before. He couldn’t believe this was happening.

“Aw look, he’s already crying,” Jimin mocked. “We’re only just beginning, bunny.”

Tae pulled off his boxers and Jungkook cringed, now fully naked in front of these two mean men. They stared at his naked body hungrily and he turned to the side, unable to bare the weight of their lustful gaze.

“He’s got a good size dick,” Tae said in surprise. Then he manhandled him so that Jungkook was facing the wall, his back to the two men. “And a cute little cotton tail, perfect for squeezing.” Tae reached forward and gave his tail a harsh squeeze to prove his point. Jungkook squeaked again and jumped a bit in the air. His tail was the most sensitive and private part of his body, no one had ever touched there before.

“He’s so sensitive,” Jimin laughed, reaching forward to give the tail a squeeze of his own. “Have you ever been touched before, rabbit?”

Jungkook frantically shook his head no, hoping this would deter them from touching him further. Instead, Tae groaned. “Fuck Jimin, you found us a fucking virgin hybrid.”

“I need to get inside his ass,” Jimin said.

“Fine, you first,” Tae said. “But I’m taking his mouth.”

Jungkook started to scream behind his gag.

“Shut up!” Jimin said. He pushed Jungkook on the ground and pulled his ass up in the air. With his arms handcuffed behind his back, his face was pushed into the dirty bathroom floor. Jimin gave his ass two quick slaps, jiggling the flesh and turning it a light pink. Jungkook tried to scream again.

“We need to make sure he won’t cause a ruckus when I take the gag off,” Tae said. “Rough him up a bit.”

Jimin started spanking his ass in earnest, rough, hard blows with force behind them. Jungkook lost count after ten. His head was starting to feel floaty. Maybe this was a dream, a bad dream he would wake up from, and –

Jungkook was brought back to reality with a hand pulling on his two ears. It was extremely painful and he let out another small scream. Tae had a grip on his ears and was using it to pull Jungkook’s dead weight off the ground. Now, he had Jimin gripping his hips and slapping his ass from behind, and Tae holding his head up and pulling on his ears from the front. He was eye level with the man’s crotch.

Tae used one hand to grab both ears and then used the other to unzip his jeans and take out his cock, already big and hard. Jungkook started to sob. Tae slapped his face again. “I’m going to take this gag out. If you say a single word, or try and scream, I will literally murder you.”

These words chilled Jungkook. He didn’t want to die. “Ok, rabbit? Nod to show me you understand.”

Jungkook nodded frantically and Tae smiled. “Good boy.” He ripped off the tape. “Now open up.” Jungkook hesitated a moment and Tae’s smile dropped. “Do it. Now!”

Frightened, Jungkook opened his mouth. The soggy sock fell out and was quickly replaced with Tae’s cock. The man started to sink deeper, still holding Jungkook by the ears.

“Go ahead, Jimin,” Tae said.

Seconds later, Jungkook felt a finger in his ass. He squeaked but couldn’t make much noise with Tae’s huge cock in his mouth.

Jimin laughed. “The virgin is soaking, Tae. His body wants it.”

Jungkook started shaking his head and Tae gripped his ears harder. “What a fucking slut.”

Their words burned him. It was true, he could feel the slick leaking out of his ass and down his legs. It happened sometimes when he was… horny, but Yoongi said it was normal and natural for bunny hybrids. He didn’t know why his body was betraying him now but he felt sick, light headed, burning with hot shame.

Jimin started scissoring his ass quickly, rough. It burned and Jungkook groaned. “Hurry up,” Tae said. He was thrusting shallowly, keeping most of his length in Jungkook’s mouth.

“Impatient,” Jimin muttered, but Jungkook heard the sound of a zipper and then the man’s cock was rubbing against his tight, wet hole. He rubbed around in the slick for a moment before pushing entirely inside Jungkook. His whole body tensed and he couldn’t breathe and he was going to die and –

“Fuck,” Jimin said. “Holy fuck.” He was pistoning his hips, snapping his dick so far inside Jungkook, and with each push, it rocked him further onto Tae’s cock. He was drooling, light headed. He closed his eyes and all he could hear were the sounds of the two men groaning and grunting as they fought over his body and used his holes.

“This is what you were made for,” Jimin said, slapping Jungkook’s ass again. “Slutty rabbit hybrids were born to be fucked. You’re dripping for it, you fucking whore.”

Tae laughed and tugged on Jungkook’s ears so he had to look up at the man. He closed his eyes in fright and Tae slapped him. “Keep your eyes open, slut.”

He opened his eyes and saw Tae looking down at him, lust on his face, fucking Jungkook’s mouth in earnest. He used his free hand to lean down and plug Jungkook’s nose. He started choking immediately, snot and drool covering his face, tears streaming. Tae laughed again and stared deep into Jungkook’s eyes as he struggled to breathe. “You’re nothing but holes for us to fuck. Remember that, Jungkookie.”

A knock on the door interrupted them. Jungkook saw his chance and opened his mouth wider to try and scream, when –

“Occupied!” Jimin said lightly. He hadn’t stopped fucking into Jungkook. “Sorry!”

“Don’t even think about it,” Tae said in a dark whisper. “Unless you want us to open that door and let the whole mall fuck you?”

Jungkook shook his head frantically.

“That’s a good idea, Tae,” Jimin said. “Maybe we should tie him up and leave him out there for everyone else to use. It would be good holiday stress relief to stick their dicks in one of his slutty little holes. Maybe even his precious Yoongi would show up.”

At the mention of Yoongi’s name, Jungkook sobbed. How could he ever face his owner now? Now that he had been used and fucked like a dirty toy?

“I don’t think he likes that,” Tae laughed. “I’m getting close… let’s switch.”

Tae dropped his ears and his body fell like rocks, bruising on the hard floor. Jungkook used the moment to catch his breath, ears ringing. Within seconds, both men had swapped positions. Tae slide his giant dick inside and Jimin was holding his ears up, fucking his mouth.

Jungkook lost track of time. He started zoning out again and came back to earth when Jimin pulled his dick out. He was panting, flushed, stroking his cock in front of Jungkook’s face.

“Tell me you’re a nasty whore,” Jimin said. “Say you want my cum like a good little slut.”

Jungkook’s body burned and he shook his head, eyes clenched tight. Jimin wrapped a hand around Jungkook’s throat and pressed down. Suddenly, he remembered Tae’s threat to kill him. “Fucking do it!”

“I – I’m a nasty whore,” Jungkook coughed. “I want your – your cum.”

Jimin smirked. “Ask for it nicely.”

“Please,” Jungkook tried.

“I think you can be a little nicer than that.”

“Please,” Jungkook begged. He just wanted this to be over, he wanted to go home. “Please give me your cum, I’m a slut, I’m a dirty whore to be used, and, and-” he started sobbing in between his words. “Please, Jimin, please.”

Jimin groaned, tugging his dick. “Open your mouth and stick your tongue out.”

Jungkook did so. He closed his eyes, and a few moments later he felt hot cum splashing on his face, some landing on his tongue. He opened his eyes when Jimin took his dick and started smearing the cum around.

“Fuck, that was good.”

Jimin pulled off and let Jungkook’s head fall back down to the ground. Jimin might have been done, but Tae was still going, pulling out and slamming into Jungkook’s ass so hard there were sure to be bruises.

A few moments later, Tae groaned, and came deep inside Jungkook, his dick pulsing as he shot cum inside of him. Jungkook cringed when Tae pulled out, a mess of slick and cum dripping out of his puffy hole.

He slapped Jungkook’s ass and stood up.

“Good shit Jimin.”

“Thanks,” Jimin said. The two men started dressing again, washing their hands in the sink and smoothing down their hair. Jungkook hadn’t moved from his position on the floor.

Jimin walked over to him and pulled him onto his knees. He pulled out his phone and opened the camera.

“Smile for me, bunny.” Jungkook stared into the camera, feeling dead inside. His hands were still tied behind his back, cum leaking out of his hole and smeared all over his face. He didn’t know how to smile anymore but at Jimin’s darkening look he quickly tried, opening his mouth in a wide grin.

Jimin looked at the photo and laughed. “What a fucking slut. The internet will go crazy for this pic.”

Jungkook didn’t have the emotional availability to process those words. Instead, he slumped down. “Please – can you please untie me?”

“Sure, bunny,” Jimin said. He unlocked the handcuffs and pulled Jungkook’s shirt back on. He grabbed his boxers and jeans from the corner of the bathroom and helped Jungkook pull those on as well. He was gentle. Tae was watching with his arms folded, leaning against the wall.

Once he was dressed, Jimin pulled him up on his feet. Jungkook could feel wet oozing down his legs. “Let’s clean you up, hmm?”

He grabbed a wet paper towel and used it to clean the cum off Jungkook’s face. Jungkook stood there silently, unsure what to do.

“Ok!’ Jimin clapped his hands. “You’re all set, bunny. Thanks for the good fuck. Maybe we’ll see you around, hm? And remember – you’re just a dirty fucktoy and cumslut, ok? Don’t forget it.”

With that, Jimin opened the door and pushed Jungkook outside. Jimin and Tae started walking away, heads low to the ground, briskly exiting the mall. Jungkook stood there, wrapping his arms around himself.

The mall looked the same. Nothing had changed. No one had noticed a single thing while Jungkook was being raped in the bathroom.

Unsure of what else to do, he walked out of the food court. Yoongi… he needed to find Yoongi, right?

As luck would have it, minutes into his aimless walk, Yoongi spotted him. “Jungkook!” he gasped. He ran toward him and embraced him in a hug. “I was so worried! Where were you?”

He pulled back to look at his rabbit hybrid. The boy had red handprints on his cheeks, his eyes were swollen and puffy, and the hair on his ears was patched in some places. “What – what happened? Jungkook? What happened?”

Jungkook looked at Yoongi. He could feel the cum sloshing around inside him and dripping down his leg. He could hear Jimin and Tae’s laughter as they used his body like a toy and fucked his holes and called him vile names.

“Hyung…” Jungkook said. He didn’t even know where to begin. “Oh, hyung!” He threw his arms around Yoongi and started sobbing, deep, heart wrenching sobs that shook his whole body. He felt used. He felt nauseous and sore and disgusting. He felt like a dumb little cumslut and cried harder, knowing he would never be pure again.