Dominantdynamics Stories

A story where love pulls the trigger first A cop. A criminal. A kiss that detonated everything. "This is wrong," Taehyung breathed against his lips. Jeongguk's smirk ghosted across his mouth - sharp enough to cut. "Then why do you keep coming back?" Their mouths collided. It wasn't love. It was war disguised as want. Kim Taehyung was supposed to be investigating a string of high-profile murder. Not losing himself in the heat of the man who might be behind them. Every time Jeongguk touched him, the world stopped making sense. Rules. Morality. Duty. All of it fell apart under the weight of his hands. Jeongguk didn't believe in love. He believed in ownership. In control. In watching people crumble until they begged for mercy. But Taehyung? He wasn't supposed to beg. He wasn't supposed to want the man he should be hunting. And yet-he kept coming back. To the danger. To the lies. To Jeongguk. Because in Jeon Jeongguk's world, love doesn't save you. It destroys you slowly. And it always draws blood. ⸻ "Tell me it's not true," Taehyung whispered, voice shaking harder than the gun in his hand. Jeongguk stood still - too calm, too familiar. "You're not him," Taehyung said again. "You're not the one I've been chasing." Jeongguk's smile cut through the silence like a blade. "You should've stopped chasing me when I kissed you." Taehyung's stomach dropped. "You're the Ghost King." Jeongguk stepped forward, his voice low, deadly soft. "And you're the only one who made me wish I wasn't." His fingers brushed the side of Taehyung's throat - gentle, taunting. "Now tell me, Detective..." his breath ghosted against his ear, "are you here to arrest me- or to finish what you started?"