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Through the years of Seokmin and Mingyu’s relationship, Seokmin has developed a bit of a routine whenever he’s alone in their apartment while Mingyu was away for work.
Being a fulltime model made having regular movie dates and grocery runs nearly impossible with his boyfriend of three years, which is why whenever Mingyu announces a brand new schedule for a photoshoot or an interview taking place miles and miles away from their home, Seokmin sets himself up for the expected three to five days worth of alone time.
The free time he suddenly has all for himself entails the following plans: waking up later than usual, making himself a light brunch (and sending photos of his meal and a cute selfie of himself to Mingyu), spending the rest of the afternoon doing the dishes, cleaning up, and doing whatever laundry Mingyu had managed to miss before his departure, which is then quickly followed by a relaxing hot bath (accompanied by his favorite scented candles and whatever bath bomb Seungkwan got him) right before binging the latest series he’s been obsessing over that week, and then cooking dinner for himself, where he hopefully waits for a video call from Mingyu if his boyfriend wasn’t too busy working around that time.
Usually once the video call ends, Seokmin is ready for bed, wearing one of Mingyu’s too big shirts and a pair of shorts as he surrounds himself with all the cute plushies Mingyu has bought for him through the years. The plushies make good company, with their cute and fluffy faces smiling at Seokmin as if they’re making sure he’s safe during Mingyu’s absence. And with one final text bidding Mingyu good night, Seokmin succumbs to slumber with the hopes of letting the day pass by quickly so that he’ll be able to see Mingyu sooner.
To be fair, Seokmin doesn’t really mind the absence of his alpha as much anymore compared to when Mingyu started his career. He’s already used to Mingyu’s hectic schedule by now, but that doesn’t necessarily mean he can’t miss his boyfriend from time to time. It can get pretty lonely when the apartment isn’t filled with the sound of Mingyu’s record player blasting whatever vintage album Mingyu managed to thrift on one of the stores in Yongsan-gu, or the familiar sound of ingredients being chopped in quick successions as Mingyu worked with his favorite knife effortlessly in their kitchen to make the two of them breakfast.
Not even the daily visits from his friends or the cute little dates Jeonghan hyung would often invite him to would be enough to distract Seokmin from missing his alpha.
And as much as Seokmin feels extremely happy and proud of his boyfriend for being able to land a spot in such a high end modeling agency, along with all the accomplishments Mingyu has managed to achieve throughout his time working for said agency, not to mention the steady rise of Mingyu’s career in such a demanding industry, there’s a selfish part of Seokmin still feels a little bit bitter that he’s the one who has to pay the price of such a feat by not being able to see his boyfriend all that much anymore.
It sucks and he knows he’s being a tad bit immature for thinking these thoughts, but sometimes he can’t help it. The intrusive thought just pops up whenever Seokmin feels Mingyu’s absence way too deeply during his day, as if a primal part of his very being is hurt that he’s left alone by the one person he doesn’t ever want to be without. It’s like his omega instincts are complaining; annoyed and frustrated that he can’t feel his alpha’s presence in their shared apartment, no matter how many of Mingyu’s clothes Seokmin surrounds himself in.
Waking up one Saturday morning, three days after Mingyu’s last departure for a photoshoot with another expensive brand (which had requested an entire five minute video of Mingyu trying their products), Seokmin felt even more horrible than usual. His head is throbbing as if he’d drank his liver away last night, and there’s a sharp pain at his side as if he’d been hit by a passing car on his way to cross the road. He felt awful, and Seokmin could only groan in agony as he tried to think of the how’s and why’s this was currently happening to him.
He doesn’t recall doing anything strenuous or physically damaging yesterday, and the video call he had with Mingyu last night ended rather sweetly, with none of their usual sexual activities taking place right before bed because Seokmin had been too tired to do anything else apart from blowing a quick kiss to his phone screen as he bid Mingyu good night right before passing out.
Luckily the pain subsided after a few more tossing and turning inside of his makeshift duvet cocoon, and Seokmin, in his groggy state of mind, decided to just forget about the painful ordeal that has transpired moments ago and had started getting ready for the day as if nothing had happened.
Breakfast and lunch passes by quickly, with no hints of the earlier pain whatsoever. Seokmin had even managed to have a pretty long conversation with Jeonghan through the phone earlier, making plans with the older omega to meet up next week for a cute picnic date near Namsan, where Seungkwan had mentioned a brand new cafe opening near the park which sold his beloved mini walnut cakes.
Everything was actually going great until then, without the usual feeling of crippling loneliness randomly taking place inside of his heart to push Seokmin into a spiraling pit of self-doubt and sadness. He had even been happily making a batter of chocolate in the kitchen, excited to finally try out a new recipe he found online for brownies that he wanted to bake for Mingyu as a surprise present for when his boyfriend finally comes home the following day.
Seokmin was mid stir, humming along to a song he heard playing on the radio that morning, when the sharp pain from earlier decided to make itself known.
It was instantaneous, making Seokmin nearly topple over and drop his bowl of chocolate batter on the floor from the sudden pain he felt in his lower abdomen. Thankfully, Seokmin was able to catch the bowl before he could make a big mess on their kitchen floor. But right before placing the pink porcelain bowl on top of their marble counter, Seokmin felt something hot spreading inside of him.
By the time he makes it to their bedroom, Seokmin found it difficult to keep himself from screwing his eyes shut because of the growing discomfort he was feeling. The sudden spikes of pain only kept getting worse, building up in the pit of his stomach and causing him to groan on a pillow as he felt something wet and slick coming out of him. It only takes another second afterwards before Seokmin feels precum starting to spill from his already throbbing cock.
He was going into heat. There was no doubt about it now that Seokmin’s libido is flaring with the need to be filled, his instincts demanding him for Mingyu’s knot.
Seokmin chokes on a whine and tries to pull himself together, but his surprise and confusion only fueled the growing panic he was feeling. His heat wasn’t supposed to be up for another week. He had been sure of it when he had checked last time, right before Mingyu left for his shooting. Seokmin shouldn’t be having his heat today – shouldn’t even be having it this week at all – and yet the uncomfortable warmth and wetness spreading throughout his body could only mean one thing: Seokmin was going into heat a lot earlier than expected while his alpha was away.
The realization that Mingyu won’t be back for another day only made his discomfort even worse, omega instincts panicking further at the thought of having to spend his heat all alone.
Another whine escapes from Seokmin’s lips as his vision begins to blur with unshed tears.
Taking heat suppressants won’t be of much help to him now since his heat has already started, especially when his inner omega is desperately searching for Mingyu’s presence, distressed that he’s unable to sense the alpha’s calming scent anywhere in their home.
With shaky hands, Seokmin searches for his phone and tries to dial Mingyu’s number as quickly as he can.
He’s already panting by the fifth ring, praying for Mingyu to finally answer.
The call reaches voicemail and only being able to hear Mingyu’s recorded voice on the other line made Seokmin cry out in frustration.
Where was his alpha?
He wants his alpha.
He needs Mingyu.
Seokmin doesn't know how long he stays balled up on Mingyu’s side of their bed, crying and clutching at his stomach to try and ease some of his pain, but it feels like an eternity has passed when he finally hears his phone start to ring.
“What happened?” Mingyu asks in greeting, sounding alarmed as he waits for Seokmin’s reply on the other line. “Seokmin?” He adds when the silence seems to stretch on, his voice full of concern that it made Seokmin whine involuntarily.
“Baby, you need to tell me what’s wrong?” Mingyu urges, and Seokmin doesn’t want to worry his alpha; doesn’t like the way Mingyu’s voice almost sounds scared on the other line.
“Alpha,” Seokmin whispers, voice hoarse and impossibly small even to his own ears. “It hurts. I need you.”
“What hurts, sweetheart?” Mingyu asks. There’s shouting and a lot of rustling on Mingyu’s end as if Seokmin caught him in between filming. Seokmin could distinctly hear the sound of Mingyu’s manager on the other line and he closed his eyes from the assault of so many different noises, unable to stop another groan from escaping his lips.
“Seokmin.” Mingyu calls, effectively blocking out all of the other sounds clouding Seokmin’s senses with the underlying command in his tone. “You need to tell your alpha what happened.”
“M-my heat,” Seokmin stutters out, hugging himself tighter, breathing deeply to try and focus on the sound of Mingyu’s voice. “It suddenly started today. I don’t know why, but it hurts so much.” Seokmin explained quickly.
“I need you so bad, Gyu.” Seokmin adds with a sob, closing his eyes from the sudden wave of arousal coursing through his body that has his cunt soaking wet. “Need your knot in me.”
On the other line, Seokmin strains his ears to listen to Mingyu’s reply. There’s another loud rustling, followed by a heated argument that Seokmin was too of it to really understand, and just when Seokmin’s inner omega is getting worked up by Mingyu’s continued silence, Mingyu’s voice filters through the phone, loud and clear.
“I’ll be home soon, love.”
Five words, and Seokmin’s entire body sags in relief, his pain momentarily forgotten at the sound of his alpha’s calm and steady voice. Something about hearing the surety in Mingyu’s tone always manages to calm him down no matter the situation, and Seokmin latches onto Mingyu’s promise like a lifeline.
He doesn’t even question how Mingyu’s going to make it home in time when the alpha still has another day of filming as well as a five hour drive from Busan to Seoul that’s separating the two of them.
Seokmin was already getting impatient, his instincts aching for Mingyu and wanting his alpha with him already.
He whines again, letting Mingyu hear just how desperate he is to be filled up. Seokmin doesn’t even feel embarrassed by the sounds he was making over the phone, not when every part of his body wants to be ravished and loved.
“Baby, I need you to be a bit more patient.” Mingyu commands, tone serious and business-like. “You have to wait for me until I get home like a good little omega, you can do that for me right?”
Seokmin does want to be good; he wants to be a good little omega for his alpha. He wants to be able to please his alpha so badly.
“Yes.” He breathes the words out, nodding his head regardless of whether or not Mingyu is able to see it.
“Good,” Mingyu drawls. “It’s still going to take me a few more minutes to get home, so you need to touch yourself for me while I’m gone. You can do that for me, right?”
“Yes, Alpha.” Seokmin says, laying on his stomach, his ass angled up to present himself to his alpha because he wants to be good for Mingyu. Slowly, Seokmin starts pushing a finger into his already soaking cunt. He moans as the digit breaches him, the pressure pleasant, but nothing in comparison to Mingyu’s cock.
“Tell me what you’re doing right now, Seokmin.” Mingyu demands on the other line.
“I-I’m fingering myself.” Seokmin answers with a moan, pulling his finger out before plunging it back in with a soft moan.
“It’s not enough… I need more.” Seokmin whines.
“Seokmin.” Mingyu warns sternly on the other line. “You have to be a good omega for me, remember? You need to be patient, love.”
Seokmin falters, catching the disappointment in Mingyu’s tone. His inner omega is screaming, distressed at the very thought of failing his alpha. He needs to be good for Mingyu. He needs to be patient because Mingyu asked him to. Seokmin needs to please his alpha more than anything.
“I’ll be good.” Seokmin cries out, desperate to make his alpha happy again, wanting nothing more than to receive Mingyu’s praise and validation. “I promise, Alpha.”
“Good boy.” Mingyu says on the other line, and Seokmin practically keens at the praise. “Now add another finger for me, Seokmin.” Mingyu orders, and Seokmin immediately does as he’s told, adding a second finger in his soaking hole.
He twists his wrist desperately, crying Mingyu’s name into the sheets as he pathetically fucks himself into his fingers.
“Can I add one more finger, Alpha?” Seokmin asked once two fingers weren’t enough. “Please?”
Mingyu doesn’t answer him just yet. There’s a car horn blaring on the other line and Seokmin fights off the urge to add another finger inside of him without Mingyu’s permission. He needs to be good, he tells himself. He needs to wait for his Alpha’s permission like a good little omega.
Seokmin was about to ask again when Mingyu’s voice finally filtered through the other line.
“You may.” Mingyu says before adding. “You can add a fourth as well, since you’ve been doing so good for me.”
Seokmin preens, happy to get Mingyu’s approval.
He thrusts two more fingers inside of him at once and cries in pleasure, his back arching off the bed— only serving to drive his fingers deeper inside him. He feels his insides stinging from the sudden intrusion of four fingers, but the sudden pleasure that came with the stretch was enough to make Seokmin keep thrusting his fingers inside of him desperately.
“ Ahh , M-Mingyu- hnn! Alpha-,” Seokmin moans out, voice muffled by his pillows.
“You’re doing so well for me, Seokmin.” Mingyu praises him on the other line, melting Seokmin’s insides and flaring his need to keep being the good little omega Mingyu asked him to be.
“Just bear with your heat for a little longer, love.” Mingyu says over the phone, “I’ll make sure your pretty little cunt is full of my seed by the time I get home.”
Seokmin moans at the promise, wanting nothing more than to have Mingyu’s dick inside of him.
The extra heat from his shirt was becoming unbearable at this point, the sweat from his body had soaked through the fabric, making it cling to his skin uncomfortably. The shirt has already riled up to his chest at this point while Seokmin continues to fuck himself, but Seokmin couldn’t bring himself to get rid of it. It was the closest thing he had on him that still smelled of Mingyu’s scent and Seokmin found great comfort in being able to at least have something of Mingyu’s with him during such an awful time.
Four fingers still wasn’t enough. There is now a bottomless pit of hunger inside of him; a growing need that can only be satiated by his alpha, and the more Seokmin waits for Mingyu, the more his frustration starts to seep out to the point of tears.
“Seokmin.” Mingyu suddenly calls out, cutting Seokmin off from his growing desperation. “I’m gonna have to end the call right now. There’s something I need to take care of quickly, so I need you to be good and wait for me until I get home.”
“Don’t go.” Seokmin sobs, suddenly confused and scared at the thought of Mingyu leaving him on his own. He doesn’t know why his alpha wants to leave him all of a sudden. Was it because of something he did? Was he not good enough?
Seokmin wants to cry.
“I-I’ll be g-good, M-Mingyu.” Seokmin begs over the phone. “I promise- Just- Please… Please don’t leave.”
“Hush.” Mingyu was quick to placate him, voice velvety smooth. “It’ll only be for a few minutes. I promise.” He says before adding, “I’m almost home, baby. You can wait for me for a few more minutes, right?”
“But–”
“Seokmin, I need you to be a good boy for me.” Mingyu murmurs. “It’s just a few more minutes until I get home, I promise.”
“Okay.” Seokmin agrees with a whisper, fighting off tears. “But you need to come home quickly.”
“I will, baby. I’ll see you soon.” Mingyu assures him, and Seokmin holds onto those same words even after hearing the resounding click of the other line ending.
The silence that followed Mingyu’s sudden absence was even worse. The urge to cry his heart out and call Mingyu again pulled at Seokmin’s insides. But Mingyu had promised, Seokmin reminded himself. Mingyu said he’d be back for Seokmin and that he won’t take long. Seokmin trusts Mingyu; knows that his alpha would never lie or hurt him.
And it’s with that same trust – the deeply rooted bond that the two of them share with each other – which Seokmin clings onto desperately while he waits for Mingyu’s return.
He just needs to keep it together like he had promised until his alpha comes home. Mingyu said that Seokmin would be able to do it, and Seokmin doesn’t want to let him down.
Taking one calming breath, Seokmin lets himself imagine that the fingers inside of him are Mingyu’s instead of his own. He starts fucking himself back on those same fingers, imgaining that Mingyu was there with him, until he’s red all the way down to his chest with his thighs slippery with his own slick.
Seokmin needs his alpha right now, but he’ll wait. He promised Mingyu he’d be good, after all.
Closing his eyes, Seokmin lets his mind succumb to the dizziness and arousal, letting his heat take over him until he is nothing but a moaning and panting mess. But right before the haze took over his thoughts, Seokmin could distinctly hear his voice calling out to Mingyu.
He doesn’t know how long he’s been waiting, but by the time he finally hears the front door opening, he’s already made a mess of their bed. There’s slick everywhere, soaking their mattress, their newly washed sheets, and Mingyu’s favorite pillow from where Seokmin had been rutting onto it moments ago.
It was going to be a hassle to clean all of this up afterwards.
Another wave of intense arousal overwhelms him and Seokmin instinctively starts rutting onto Mingyu’s pillow once again as he calls out to his alpha.
“Mingyu–”
“Alpha, Please–!”
“Fuck.” Mingyu curses at the sight of him; completely drenched in his own slick, with his ass up in the air, four fingers deep inside his cunt while he kept moaning Mingyu’s name.
“Look at you,” Mingyu murmurs, awe and hunger laced in his voice. “Look at all the mess you’ve made.” as he adds, his voice dropping dangerously low.
Seokmin stills, watching Mingyu with bated breath. Their eyes meet and something inside of Seokmin is flaring up now that his alpha is finally home. Slowly, he starts taking his fingers out of himself, not once taking his eyes away from Mingyu’s, and as soon as every finger was out, Seokmin made sure to place his slicked stained fingers inside of his mouth, moaning at the taste of himself.
“I’ve missed you, Alpha.” Seokmin moans on his fingers.
“I’m going to ruin you.” Mingyu says right before bending down to nose at Seokmin’s nape, placing a delicate kiss on the mark he’s left on Seokmin’s neck all those years ago.
Seokmin cried as soon as he felt Mingyu’s canines grazing the skin of his scent gland. His heat always made him overly sensitive towards his alpha’s touch and Seokmin shivers when Mingyu starts sucking on the sensitive skin.
Now that Mingyu was finally home, nothing could stop the insatiable hunger at the pit of his core that demanded to be filled, to be knotted.
“Mingyu.” Seokmin whined, pulling Mingyu by the collar of his dress shirt until their noses brush against each other. “I need your dick inside of me.” He says before desperately trying to unbutton Mingyu’s pants.
“Not yet, love.” Mingyu says, amusement coloring his voice. “Gotta reward you first for being such a good omega to me.”
“W-What are you going to do?” Seokmin asks, arousal making him delirious at the sight of Mingyu; still fully clothed, jet black hair styled artfully up to reveal strong eyebrows and dark eyes. There’s a dangerous smirk on his lips and a fire burning in those sharp eyes, bright and full of promise, as if he's already beginning to tear Seokmin apart.
“I’m gonna eat you out, baby.”
Before Seokmin could even start to process what Mingyu had just said, Mingyu was already moving to strip the sheets out of their mattress right before laying down on it.
"Get up here for me," The alpha commands, beckoning Seokmin closer with a finger.
Seokmin gulps, but obediently shuffles forward until his thighs are spread around Mingyu’s shoulders, with his alpha’s strong hands on his hips keeping Seokmin stuck in place.
“Let me show you how much I’ve wanted you.” Mingyu says; a statement and a promise, as he releases his grip on Seokmin’s right hip to push his thumb up against Seokmin’s clit. Mingyu gives it a slow, hard rub that has Seokimin jerking his hips forward, the space between his thighs sliding wetly over Mingyu’s lips.
Seokmin groans at the sensation, moaning a second time when Mingyu does the same motion again.
Mingyu tilts his head back against the pillows, smiling at Seokmin like he’s won the lottery, then he curves his hands around Seokmin’s hips once again, groping his way down to Seokmin’s ass to pull him up even farther until Seokmin’s cunt was right in front of his face.
Seokmin watches as Mingyu begins to spread him open, losing himself to the pleasure as soon as Mingyu leans up and breathes a hot breath over his cunt.
Seokmin shivers, entire body so attuned to Mingyu that every touch is enough to set him off.
“Please.” He whispers, not even sure what he’s begging for at this point. He just wants Mingyu to do anything to him.
He felt Mingyu’s smirk more than he saw it, and as soon as the word was out of Seokmin’s lips, Mingyu started licking his way at his folds.
The feeling of Mingyu’s mouth and tongue against his pussy was enough to have Seokmin tensing up and choking back another plea. Mingyu hums low below him, pleased with the sounds Seokmin was making, and Seokmin could feel the reverberation all the way to his clit.
Mingyu gives his cunt a broad stroke with the flat of his tongue, wet and hard and warm, and Seokmin cries out, bucking his hips instinctively for more; to feel more of Mingyu’s tongue on him, but Mingyu’s hold on Seokmin’s hips keeps him firmly seated on his face, unable to do anything else but take what Mingyu was giving him.
Another lick and Mingyu starts sucking at his clit, making Seokmin see stars. And just when he was getting used to the feeling of Mingyu’s tongue on such a sensitive spot, Mingyu’s tongue starts driving right inside him.
Seokmin keens, slick practically dripping from his thighs to Mingyu’s mouth. He clenches his fists hard, holding onto the headboard for dear life, muscles aching from the strain of keeping his position as well as the embarrassment of wanting to hump on his boyfriend's face.
Mingyu hands are holding onto his hips bruisingly tight, pulling Seokmin down harder, rougher, until Seokmin could feel the smile on Mingyu’s lips on his skin. It was driving him insane.
But Seokmin had no other choice but to let it happen, to just let Mingyu’s hands guide his hips so that he’s sitting right there, his pussy on the exact same spot, in perfect position for Mingyu’s tongue to thrust steadily inside of it for another few minutes before Mingyu finally pulls back.
Seokmin was seconds away from crying at the loss, but Mingyu is quick to shush him with a kiss on each of his thighs.
“How about I finally make good on my promise earlier?” Mingyu asks with a smirk on his lips, an eyebrow raised in question, goading Seokmin for a reaction. “Wanna make sure your pretty little cunt is full of my seed.”
"Yes, please." Seokmin whimpers back, letting Mingyu push him until he’s the one laying down on his back.
“You’re beautiful,” Mingyu breathes out., running his hands all over Seokmin’s exposed chest before frowning at the sight of his own shirt.
“What’s this still doing here?” Mingyu asks, pulling at the hem of the white shirt curiously, then proceeding to take it off of Seokmin.
“I–It still had your scent,” Seokmin flushes at the confession, and then at the sudden exposure now that he realizes he’s now completely bare while Mingyu was still fully dressed. He is unable to meet Mingyu’s gaze while he tries to explain the kind of immense comfort wearing his alpha’s clothes always brings him. “Makes me feel like you’re with me even whenever you’re away.”
“You’re too precious.” Mingyu says, adoration making his eyes shine like embers. He starts kissing Seokmin deeply, with his tongue ravaging the inside of Seokmin’s mouth.
“Lovely,” Mingyu says right before latching onto Seokmin’s nape to mark at his skin. “So fucking lovely,” He adds after licking a wet stripe down Seokmin’s scent gland. “And you smell fucking divine.” He says in between each kiss to Seokmin’s collarbones.
“I wanna worship your body.” Mingyu confesses, eyes trailing the wide expanse of Seokmin’s exposed chest hungrily. “I wanna worship every part of you." He adds, thumbing at Seokmin’s nipples before bending to take one of it into his mouth, sucking on them until Seokmin cries out from the pleasure.
“M-Mingyu, wait- h-hold on-” Seokmin cries, hands flying up to push Mingyu off but the alpha doesn't budge, continuing with his ministrations.
Even more slick rushes out of Seokmin’s hole, his cunt clenching at the feeling of Mingyu’s mouth on his chest.
“So fucking sensitive too,” Mingyu says apprecitively as he pinches the other nipple, making Seokmin keen at the sensation, white hot pleasure overwhelming him from just Mingyu’s fingers pulling on the sensitive bud, and before he knew it, he feels something hot and wet spilling out of him.
"I- Ahh -M-Mingyu, I’m–" Seokmin trembles, his entire body against Mingyu’s. He looks down to see come dripping out of his cunt. "Oh my god."
“Did you just come from me playing with your nipples?” Mingyu asks, delighted. “That’s so fucking hot.”
“P-Please shut up,” Seokmin whines, covering his face with his hands from embarrassment. He can feel his face heating up all the way to the tip of his ears.
Mingyu only seemed to find his humiliation even more amusing. The alpha barks out a laugh, but is also quick to pry Seokmin’s hands away from his face gently. There’s a soft smile gracing his lips when he takes Seokmin’s hands in his, kissing Seokmin’s knuckles all the while.
“You’re perfect.” Mingyu says, breathless like he can’t quite believe Seokmin’s real. “I can’t believe such a perfect omega like you exists.”
Seokmin preens at the praise, his inner omega satisfied by his alpha’s words.
“I still can’t believe I get to see you like this.” Mingyu adds, placing a tender kiss on Seokmin’s forehead. “Only I can see you like this, Seokmin.” He adds, commanding.
“You’re all mine.” Mingyu growls before kissing him on the lips.
“Yours.” Seokmin answers. “Always yours.”
“Then let me take care of you, Seokmin,” Mingyu whispers the words out, bringing his fingers to Seokmin’s entrance, pushing in slowly. Seokmin’s cunt opens up easily, sucking hotly at Mingyu’s thick fingers.
Mingyu pumps his fingers a couple of times, plunging deeper to rub at Seokmin’s walls expertly.
“I want to show you just how much I love you,” Mingyu says, scissoring his fingers inside of him. “My perfectly little omega.”
“Please, Mingyu, please,” Seokmin sobs, already drooling from just Mingyu’s fingers inside of him.
“Need your cock inside of me,” He whines, pushing at Mingyu’s hand uselessly. “Want your knot, Alpha.” He adds, desire overcoming his senses until all he can do is cry and plead for Mingyu’s cock inside of him.
“Alright, sweetheart.” Mingyu says, relenting as he wipes a tear from Seokmin’s cheek with his thumb.
Seokmin watches how Mingyu finally starts undressing, eyes glued to the muscles flexing and bulging with each movement. Another trickle of slick comes out of him at the sight, and Seokmin knows Mingyu could see just how wet he is, could probably smell the arousal coming out of him, making Seokmin squirm in anticipation.
The head of Mingyu’s cock slides in smoothly, and Seokmin’s cunt draws him in hungrily. Seokmin moans at the stretch, welcoming Mingyu’s size with a breathy sigh, more slick gushing out of him to accommodate for Mingyu’s cock.
Above him, Mingyu lets out a low groan as soon as he bottoms out. He slings one of Seokmin’s legs over his shoulder before both of his hands come up to hold Seokmin’s hips firmly.
“I’m going to move now,” Mingyu warns, only pulling out halfway through before slamming his cock right back inside of Seokmin.
Seokmin hasn’t even gotten used to Mingyu’s size yet, but Mingyu is relentless now that he’s started and Seokmin could do nothing but take it. Every thrust is hard and pistoned to hit Seokmin’s core, making Seokmin choke and moan, his hands instinctively wrap around the back of Mingyu’s neck to ground himself.
A sharp thrust right to Seokmin’s sensitive spot has him arching his back from the white hot pleasure building up inside of him. There are tears falling from his eyes at the pleasure and intensity of Mingyu’s thrusts, leaving him a wet and moaning mess.
And then Mingyu starts picking up the pace, his grip on Seokmin’s hips tightening, sure to leave bruises on his skin.
"This is what you wanted, right?" Mingyu grits out, burying his face in Seokmin’s neck, fucking him hard and fast. "My cock inside of your cunt." He groans, his voice about two octaves lower. "Fuck Seokmin, you feel fucking amazing around my cock. God, you're perfect. My perfect little omega." Mingyu’s fingers skim over Seokmin’s nipples again, pinching a hard bud and making Seokmin scream.
"Do you think you can come just like this, sweetheart?" Mingyu asks in that voice. Seokmin keens at the question, thinking he could come from Mingyu’s voice alone. "Just me fucking you? Without having to touch your perfect little cock?" And Seokmin’s dangerously close already. He's moaning and clutching at Mingyu’s neck for dear life, unshed tears falling down his cheeks.
“Yes, Alpha!”
“Then do it, baby.” Mingyu says, fucking into him. “Come from just my cock.”
Seokmin comes in a flurry of Mingyu’s name on his kiss-swollen lips while his orgasm hits him like crashing waves, spilling on Mingyu’s dick and making a mess on his own stomach.
"Good boy." Mingyu praises, pressing kisses on Seokmin’s skin once more. “Such a good omega.”
Before Seokmin could even come down from his orgasm, Mingyu fucks into him even harder, the stinging slap of skin on skin making Seokmin cry out from overstimulation as pleasure starts to turn into pain, and he can feel that he's going to come again.
It all was too much.
Mingyu starts to angle his hips so every thrust hits that one spot inside of Seokmin dead on and Seokmin can barely hold himself up anymore. He’s coming again with a choked cry of Mingyu’s name on his lips and Mingyu kisses him through another wave of orgasm.
“Need your knot, Mingyu.” Seokmin pleads, tears staining his cheeks. “Please. Please. Please.”
“So fucking perfect,” Mingyu murmurs in a raw voice. “Always so ready to take my knot.”
Mingyu lets his teeth rest on the muscle of Seokmin's neck, panting open-mouthed, his breath hot and moist against Seokmin's nape. “I'm gonna come inside of you,” he whispers, another statement, another promise. “Seokmin, I'm gonna fill you up with my seed.” His fingers dig deeper into the skin around Seokmin's hip bone, and he exhales roughly. “I wanna fucking breed you.”
Seokmin doesn't expect the way that makes his entire body seize up, pleasure coursing through him at the thought of bearing Mingyu’s child. He realizes he's moaning and pushing back on Mingyu's cock excitedly, his inner omega quite pleased with the idea. “You do?”
“I do, fuck, so badly.” Mingyu's strong arm drags him closer, pulling Seokmin deeper into his cock while one of his hands slides up to rest on Seokmin’s stomach. “I’m gonna come so deep in you. Gonna fuck my seed so deep into you, Seokmin, Want to fill you up with my pups. Can I?” Mingyu asked, still so polite and considerate – such a deep contrast to the filth he’s telling Seokmin.
His words spread like wildfire throughout Seokmin's body, inflaming a desire Seokmin wanted nothing more than to see happen, and he shudders when Mingyu's fingers stretch out over his belly. “I wanna knock you up, Seokmin.” Mingyu says before rubbing Seokmin's stomach soothingly. “Want everyone to see just how good I fucked you.”
"I want that too." Seokmin manages to say in between each moan, and Mingyu's biting into Seokmin’s shoulder as he comes, groaning Seokmin’s name.
Mingyu rides out his orgasm with slow long strokes, his knot inflating and keeping all of his seed inside of Seokmin. He chokes on the stretch, and Mingyu kisses his shoulder to help him through the slight sting of having such an enormous knot inside of him.
"So fucking pretty," Mingyu whispers next to his ears. "God, you take my knot so well. Look at you, so fucking gorgeous. Want you all to myself, Seokmin. I love you so much."
“Love you too, baby.” Seokmin says, trying to come down from the high of such a mind numbing orgasm, closing his eyes and enjoying the feeling of Mingyu’s knot inside of him. His heat was already subsiding at the feeling of being filled with his alpha’s seed.
Mingyu’s palm was still rubbing at his belly lovingly and the reminder of what Mingyu had told him, had wanted to do to him, has Seokmin’s face heating up once again.
Time for some payback.
“Did you really mean it?” Seokmin asks after Mingyu finally pulls out, placing a finger inside of himself to keep Mingyu’s come inside of him as much as he can. “Do you really wanna knock me up?”
“Shit.” Mingyu curses as soon as he sees what Seokmin was doing. “Why are you so fucking hot?”
“Answer the question, Gyu.” Seokmin says, demanding the alpha to answer while he starts pumping his fingers inside of him slowly, keeping a close eye on his mate, moaning all the while.
“I–I do.” Mingyu answers after a moment, eyes transfixed on Seokmin’s fingers. “But I wanna do it right with you, Seokmin.”
“What do you mean?” Seokmin asks, suddenly curious as he finally pulls his fingers out before giving it a little lick.
Mingyu doesn’t answer him right away, instead he takes Seokmin’s hand and starts licking up the slick that was left on Seokmin’s finger, making Seokmin moan involuntarily at the sight.
“Need to tie the knot with you first.” Mingyu says with a wink, then proceeding to laugh at his own pun.
“Get serious.” Seokmin says, pushing Mingyu away with a roll of his eyes.
“I am, though.” Mingyu assures, pulling at Seokmin’s hips to cage him in a tight hug. “I’m always serious when it comes to you.”
Seokmin stares at him with a wide smile on his face.
“So you really wanna marry me then?”
“Of course I do.” Mingyu says, nuzzling Seokmin’s neck. “But I gotta clean you up first. Need to take care of you before I even think about proposing.”
“That’s so gay.” Seokmin teases, but lets himself be carried to their bathroom, letting Mingyu take care of him as intended.
“I literally just had my dick inside of you.” Mingyu snorted, placing Seokmin delicately on the porcelain tub, letting the warm water run as he took out Seokmin’s favorite peach scented body wash.
“You love having your dick inside of me.” Seokmin teases, poking Mingyu’s cheek when Mingyu starts laterring him up, letting Mingyu’s warm hands soothe his aching muscles. Seokmin closes his eyes and sighs blissfully, humming to himself as he lets Mingyu do all the work.
“Just as much as you love having my dick inside of you, sweetheart.” Mingyu quips, taking a shampoo bottle and washing Seokmin’s hair with it.
“Touché.”
Mingyu laughs, rolling his eyes at him fondly. “You’re such a dork.” He says with a shake of his head before concentrating once again to the task at hand.
“I seem to recall you saying that you wanted to marry this dork five minutes ago.” Seokmin says, pointing at himself with a pout on his lips.
“And I do.” Mingyu says, placing a quick kiss on Seokmin’s forehead. “I wanna do everything with you for the rest of my life, actually.”
“You mean it?”
“Of course.”
“Even when I get super clingy and moody during my heats?”
“Even then, I would still love you.”
“Promise?” Seokmin asks shyly, lifting his pinky up from the soapy water for Mingyu to take.
“Promise.” Mingyu murmurs, hooking his own pinky with Seokmin’s to seal the deal, a soft smile gracing his lips the entire time.
Seokmin’s heart is soaring impossibly high. He lets out a soft laugh, breathy and so incredibly happy. He lifts his head, struggling to sit up so he’s watching Mingyu closely, matching his gaze, whole and content as he leans in. “There’s no take backs, Mingyu. I'm yours just as much as you’re mine.”
Mingyu kisses him again. Love and adoration making his eyes glow like ambers. “Of course there’s no take backs. I want you all for myself, after all.”
Later that night, Seokmin finds himself in the comforts of their shared bed, with a brand new sheet replacing the old one Seokmin had accidentally ruined. Mingyu has his arms wrapped around his waist, spooning Seokmin and filling his senses with Mingyu’s calming sandalwood scent and perpetual warmth.
Dinner earlier had been a fun ordeal where Mingyu decided to order take outs for once, given Seokmin’s sudden cravings for gopchang. And as they waited for the food to arrive, Mingyu found the abandoned brownie batter on his way to set the table and decided to continue what Seokmin had started, checking on the ingredients Seokmin had written on his recipe notebook by hand and making sure the confectionary would back at the correct temperature in the oven while they waited.
Their kitchen smelled amazing by the time the brownies were out of the oven, and as they ate their dinner, with Mingyu serving their dessert right after, the two of them headed off to bed.
Mingyu is playing with his hair now, running his fingers through Seokmin’s scalp and making a mess of his soft curls. Seokmin didn’t mind, enjoying the attention his alpha was giving him right before a sudden thought came to mind.
“How did you manage to get home so quickly?” Seokmin asks, turning his head to look at Mingyu.
Mingyu’s hand stills, his entire body tensing at the question, causing Seokmin to raise an eyebrow at him in question.
“I might have broken a few traffic regulations on the way home.” Mingyu confesses, cheeks burning an adorable shade of scarlet.
“Kim Mingyu, you will definitely not be putting yourself in any unnecessary danger from now on because of me.” Seokmin warns dangerously despite the growing warmth inside his chest at the thought of his alpha putting Seokmin’s needs and safety before his own.
“You know I can’t make a promise like that, sweetheart.” Mingyu says, a frown on his lips. “But I can promise to be more careful if that helps.”
“It does,” Seokmin answers with a thoughtful smile. “Now tell me how you got your manager to agree with letting you go home this early, weren’t you supposed to have one more day of shooting?”
"Well," Mingyu says, like he’s about to tell Seokmin a bedtime story. “Remember that one time back in senior year when Hao made a dare with Jeonghan hyung and ended up losing?”
Seokmin does in fact remember. It was one of the most memorable things their batch did right before graduating. “Didn’t Hao have to dress up in Hannie hyung’s old halloween costume for an entire week?”
“Yup.” Mingyu says with a smirk. “The self proclaimed fashion icon had to wear that awful chicken mascot the rest of the week.”
“So, what does that have to do with today’s events?”
“See, Minghao wasn’t the one who actually wore the chicken costume for a week,” Mingyu started to explain, “The drama queen was adamant that he wouldn’t be caught dead in that thing, so I made him a deal.”
"You didn't." Seokmin says after a moment, disbelieving.
"I did," Mingyu counters easily. “He owned me one after that.”
“So it was you in that chicken costume the entire time?”
“Me and Soonyoung hyung took turns, actually.” Mingyu says. “Though I’m pretty sure Soonyoung actually wanted to do it all himself.”
Seokmin was laughing now, clutching at his stomach as he imagined Mingyu in such a state, laughing even more afterwards.
“I had to end our call earlier so that I could call him.” Mingyu adds, sounding apologetic as he links their fingers together. “Asked him to cover for me and do some damage control while I drove home.”
“So you used up such a rare, maybe even a once in a lifetime, iou from Minghao just for me?”
“You told me to come home, didn’t you?” Mingyu asked as if it was that simple, like he didn’t have his entire career and dreams on the line, as if none of that weighed in comparison to Seokmin’s needs. “So I did.”
Seokmin’s heart seizes, there’s a warmth settling at the pit of his stomach, familiar and comforting unlike what he had felt this morning. It was in moments like this when Seokmin’s love for Mingyu takes over his entire being, trapping Seokmin in a sea of affection and comfort.
Being showered by Mingyu’s love – by the sheer intensity and depth of his devotion – will never fail to overwhelm him, no matter how long they’ve been together. And Seokmin thinks it will continue to stay that way for as long as the two of them are together; and if Mingyu makes good on his promise, it’ll be for forever.
