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Yunho huffed, dragging his fingers through his fluffy dark hair with an exasperated sigh. He stared at the screen of his laptop, reading the words on the screen over and over again, gnawing on his lip.
Was he really going to do this?
The omega had been trying to find another job with little to no avail. He was currently working part-time as a barista at a cute character café, something he mostly enjoyed, but it was leaving him with little money left over to pay his rent and bills. On top of his job search, he had to deal with his roommate, Wooyoung, bringing up his lack of a sex life on a daily basis. Wooyoung was his best friend, but god, what did that have to do with his current dilemma?
But it was because of Wooyoung that he found himself in this situation.
Being an omega wasn’t easy for Yunho. He was tall, well built, and easily mistaken for an alpha. He had been rejected at two different interviews that week because no one believed him when he brought up his omega status. The interviewers had argued that they were an omega based business, and that they couldn’t risk putting their employees in danger by hiring an alpha. Yunho was infuriated, mere seconds away from flipping the table because that was exactly why he was applying.
Yunho hadn’t flipped any tables, but he was still without a job. He was scrolling through pages upon pages of job listings when suddenly, Wooyoung came to mind. An evil little voice in his head, reminiscing on the conversation they had earlier that morning. “So this streamer I like—a porn streamer, by the way, and he has a huge dick; that’s why I like him. But guess what? He’s looking for a partner! Can you imagine? How do you even apply for that kind of thing? God, what I’d do for that job… but he’s an alpha! There’s no way he’d want a beta.”
In the moment, the conversation had nearly made him pass away on the spot. But surely, curiosity got the best of him and Yunho found the website of the streamer Wooyoung had talked shamelessly about. His name was x99princess, an alpha who had been doing solo work for a long time and was now looking for a partner to collaborate with.
Omega needed for NSFW streaming purposes.
Preferably tall, over 1.78m
No body requirements
Living in Seoul
Needs to be available for streaming on a set schedule
Faces will not be shown on film
Will discuss everything face to face
Do NOT reply if you’re not serious
If interested, please contact [email protected]
Conveniently, Yunho’s shifts at the café wouldn’t clash with the set streaming schedule. Even if he was scheduled last minute, it was easy enough to swap out. He was also tall enough, and currently living in Seoul. His curiosity got the best of him, so he sat down to watch some of x99princess’ videos. He had a deep, sultry voice that tickled Yunho’s brain in all the right places. His face was never shown, but he was incredibly hot, with a toned body that Yunho certainly wouldn’t mind getting under.
What was the worst that could happen?
Maybe he really had lost his mind, Yunho thought, as he opened his email and typed out a short introduction and sent it to the email address listed. He refrained from sending a photo, worried about being rejected on the spot and not wanting to potentially out his identity with no possibility of getting hired in the first place. If x99princess wanted to cast him, they’d have to agree to meetup anyway. He gnawed his lip, praying that Wooyoung would never find out about this. He sat back in his chair and waited nervously.
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Mingi was irritated, to say the least.
The alpha had been doing solo streams and posting videos for the past half a year. He had skyrocketed through the site rankings in only a matter of days, and it had been a wonderful and much needed boost for his ego, which beforehand had correlated with that of a wet paper towel. Mingi didn’t need to show his face on camera, which worked in his favour for the dominant alpha fantasy he tapped into in his videos. He had a bit of a baby face—but his viewers didn’t need to know that. It had been working great for him, in fact, until a sudden barrage of new content creators took over the platform. Most of them streamed as a duo, posting full length sex videos rather than solo masturbation, which was currently the only thing Mingi had on his profile.
It seemed the viewers would much rather watch a couple get down and dirty with each other than just Mingi with his hand, and he had dropped twenty rankings in the past two weeks. So yes, he was irritated . While he had been grumbling about it on his last live stream, some of his loyal viewers suggested that he should try streaming as a duo, that he should try to find an omega (or beta, if they could at least act the part) to film and collaborate with. While Mingi had simply scoffed at the idea at first, he found himself posting an ad the next day, when his profile had plummeted another five rankings.
Despite the glaringly obvious ‘Do NOT reply if not serious’ being written on the ad, he’d been bombarded with bullshit replies. “I’m under 1.78m, but I’m a perfect fit otherwise :)” had been one, to which Mingi immediately discarded simply because his personal preference was someone taller. If he was going to have casual sex with someone on a regular basis, he wanted to at least find them attractive.
Mingi was seated on his computer chair, his legs propped up on the desk. He was mindlessly scrolling through his phone when he got the notification that someone had replied to his ad. Though he was feeling rather defeated in actually finding a partner that would work for him, he opened the email simply for a lack of anything better to do. It was straight forward and sweet, and the stated height immediately caught his attention. Was this man really an omega?
Perhaps it was comical how quickly he replied to the email, but Mingi was starting to get desperate and this candidate seemed rather promising.
Hey there :)
Thanks for the interest. Do you have any pics?
No need to show your face, just your body. You’ve caught my attention, lol.
Princess ♡
After pressing send, Mingi sat back and anxiously twiddled his thumbs. He felt surprisingly giddy, praying he’d hear a response back that wasn’t total bullshit—hoping that this omega was just as interesting as he seemed.
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Yunho almost jumped and fell off of his chair when he heard the ping! of his email notifications. The sender was listed as Princess, and his heart immediately skipped a beat. He quickly read the response, letting out a quiet whimper. Of course he would be asked about his body.
Scrolling through his gallery, Yunho searched for full body photos. He found a few where he was wearing relatively well fitted clothes that flattered his figure, flushing as he did so. Despite being fully clothed, it still felt terribly intimate. He cropped the photos and covered his face with a smiling emoji, not too keen on disclosing his identity so easily on the internet.
Hi!
I didn’t expect you to reply so fast, I figured that you’d have tons of emails.
I’m sending some full body pictures of myself, but I hope you understand that I’m not comfortable with sending nudes to a total stranger.
Waiting to hear from you, Princess.
Yunho signed his name and pressed send, wondering if maybe he should have ended the email by asking if Princess wanted to meet up with him. However, the last thing he wanted was to come off as one of his crazy fanboys on OnlyFans. He didn’t want to be Wooyoung.
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Mingi had managed to only make it a quarter of the way through his recommended Instagram reels before his phone pinged with the notification that he had received a reply to his email. He opened it with comical haste, skimming over the response from the omega who had signed his name as ‘JYH’ before downloading the attached images. The moment they lit up the screen, Mingi let out a curious hum and bit down on his lip. Even though the photos were clearly cropped to cover the others he had been standing with, it was obvious that he was just as tall as he claimed. The clothing flattered his frame, snug in all the right places and intriguing Mingi even further. Fuck, was this guy actually real?
The alpha actually recognized the background in one of the photos. It was taken at one of the bars that Mingi actually frequented, only several blocks away. It confirmed that the omega did indeed live in Seoul, which excited him even further. There was nothing suspicious or shady about this guy so far, and Mingi was interested to learn more about him.
After staring at the photos for a ridiculous amount of time, Mingi finally replied.
Hey!
That’s true, but most of them aren’t serious lol, and certainly not as eye-catching as you.
These pics are perfect, thanks :) No need to strip down just yet lol. I’d be interested in meeting you to talk about this in person, if that’s ok? No funny business, just the terms of the contract and discussion of availability, comfort levels, etc.
Are you free tonight, actually?
Mingi didn’t bother signing his name this time, instead pressing send and setting his phone face down on the desk. He sat in silence for a moment, before standing up to pace the computer room. For some reason, his inner alpha felt incredibly restless. The images the omega had sent, despite the innocence of them, were burned into the back of his eyelids. God, he hoped this worked out.
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Yunho had been waiting, phone in hand, when the email notification came in. Miraculously, Princess seemed to still be interested in him and had asked to meet up. He swallowed his excitement because yes, he was free that night, but even if he wasn’t, he would have immediately aborted any former plans in favour of meeting the mysterious streamer. He quickly typed his reply and sent the location of one of his favourite bars. It wasn’t too far from his apartment, which was likely a safe choice in the off chance he had to make a quick escape.
They settled on a time and Yunho quickly got ready. He took a shower, spending a little extra time styling his dark, fluffy hair. He dressed casually, settling with a pair of jeans and a black short-sleeved button up. He was unbelievably nervous, his hands shaking as he picked up his phone again to check for Princess’ latest reply. The omega made a mental note to actually ask for his name, considering that he couldn’t possibly call him Princess everywhere. He replied with what he was wearing so he’d be easy to spot, and went on his way.
Since Yunho was familiar with this particular bar, it helped to ease his anxiety and instead he was excited. He took a seat next to a large planter in the very back of the lounge, an open place but still private enough that they could get away with talking about what the job would entail. The waiter dropped by and Yunho ordered a coke, sipping the drink nervously and keeping his gaze fixed on the entrance of the bar.
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By some luck of the gods, JYH had agreed to meet up with Mingi that evening. They decided to meet up at the bar that had been seen in the background of the omega's photos, which was convenient given it was so close to Mingi’s apartment. It was a Friday, so it would likely be busy enough to make their meeting not feel too personal and awkward. The last thing Mingi wanted to do was scare this guy away.
The hours dragged on, but finally, Mingi found himself approaching the bar for the time they had agreed on. He dressed simply, a fitted black shirt and a pair of grey, bleach washed jeans that made his thighs look good. He needed to make a good impression, after all. He liked this omega, but it wouldn't go anywhere if JYH wasn't attracted to him too.
Stepping inside the dimly lit bar, Mingi looked around. It was busy but not overly so, and it only took him a few moments to catch sight of a man wearing the outfit that had been described in the email. Mingi looked over at him with a nod, then slowly approached.
God, this guy was gorgeous. He had the sweetest looking face that Mingi had ever seen, both soft and incredibly handsome. He cradled a beverage in his hands, and those too were incredibly beautiful. Mingi knew he was getting ahead of himself, though, because how was everything turning out so perfect?
"Hey," Mingi smiled, taking a seat at the table across from him. "Let me order the next round, okay? It's the least I can do," he chuckled lightly, trying to lighten the mood and distract from how nervous he actually was. He was the one doing the 'interview' here, so why was it Mingi that was getting clammy?
"Oh, I'm Mingi, by the way," he added finally, reaching out a hand to the omega seated across from him. "Thanks for meeting with me so suddenly."
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Yunho had been scrolling his phone when suddenly, something inside of him made him lift his head. At the entrance of the bar was the most stunning man he'd ever seen, with a black shirt and a pair of jeans that should be illegal on those thighs. His hair was a soft shade of pink and Yunho instantly liked it, but nothing had prepared him for when the man looked at him and smiled.
Oh god, he was Princess? He was so stupidly attractive that Yunho immediately had second thoughts. Why did someone as gorgeous as this man want to find a partner online? Even if it was just for having casual sex on camera, Yunho was sure he could find someone in a heartbeat. The omega accepted the alpha's hand, absolutely mesmerised by how pretty he was. He introduced himself as Mingi and Yunho’s heart fluttered, admiring the way his pretty lips curved into a smile.
"I'm Yunho, it’s nice to meet you too," Yunho said, his voice a little more shaky than intended. “And it’s no problem! I didn’t have to work today, so it’s not like I had to juggle plans around last minute or anything.” Juggle? Yunho cringed internally. Leave it to him to lose his bearings in front of an attractive alpha. Just who was this guy? "What was it that you wanted to talk about?" He opted to change the conversation, eager to stop making a fool out of himself in front of the handsome alpha.
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Yunho. So his name was Yunho. Mingi fought the urge to tell him that was a pretty name and instead cleared his throat, placing his bag on the seat beside him. He didn't want to scare him off with the paperwork just yet and instead focused all of his attention on the omega.
God, he was pretty.
"All business, I see?" Mingi chuckled, raising his hand when the bartender glanced over at them. He was here often enough that they knew his order, though Mingi had no intention to sip at anything aside from water unless Yunho also ordered something. He returned his gaze to Yunho with a soft smile, somewhat dazzled by the faint pheromones that were radiating off of him. His scent was delicate and sweet, a beautiful contrast to Mingi's own, which held a spicy undertone.
"I don't know if you've watched any of my content, but at the moment, I've only done solo videos," Mingi explained, dragging his fingers across the smooth wooden tabletop. "I specialise in, uh, exhibitionism, if you can call it that? Masturbating in public places and filming it," he grinned, noting the way Yunho's expression flushed somewhat. "That's not to say that's the only thing I do, nor are you under any obligation to partake in such a thing if you're uncomfortable with it. I think with a partner, we could explore other things and find a new niche."
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Yunho instantly flushed when the alpha hinted that he was straight to the point. He just didn't want Mingi to think he was a weirdo, he was so attractive that Yunho felt like he was losing his mind. He apologized under his breath, cradling his glass in his hands and trying to will away the warm blush that crept up all the way to his ears.
When Mingi asked if Yunho had watched his videos, he quickly spoke up. "Yeah, but just a couple of them. I mean—" he added rapidly, thinking maybe Mingi would feel bad if he said he hadn't watched his content, "um, my friend is a fan of yours and he was actually the one who told me you were looking for a partner. I was looking for another job and I remembered him saying that, so that's when I discovered your page. I watched some of your videos to know what you do and…" Yunho trailed off, suddenly remembering one particular video that featured Mingi masturbating in a public bathroom, and he flushed red.
"I-I don't mind the public thing," he ended up saying, timidly. "It's just, I know I emailed you but… I don't know if I'm what you are looking for, in terms of brand or marketing or however you manage your image online," Yunho looked at Mingi, wondering why such an attractive alpha like him would be into someone like him. He was tall with a wide build and a waist thicker than Mingi’s own, judging by what he had seen in his videos. Weren’t alphas usually drawn towards small and dainty omegas? Wasn’t that the kind of content that people liked to watch? Would Yunho really be cut out for the job?
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Mingi watched with amusement as Yunho's expression distorted at least several times in an attempt to keep up with the conversation. He was so cute, the way he blushed all the way up to his ears. He was surprised to hear that Yunho's friend was a fan, and he couldn't help but chuckle.
Their conversation was interrupted by the bartender dropping off a bottle of soju and two shot glasses at their table, as well as a pitcher of water and two regular glasses. Mingi nodded his thanks, pouring their waters and sliding the glass across the table to Yunho.
"Marketing doesn't have anything to do with it," Mingi explained with a smile, noting how the omega was squirming a little uncomfortably under the weight of his stare. It was clear his words were born from lack of self confidence. Sure, Yunho was tall for an omega, but what was wrong with that? "I'm not looking for the 'ideal omega' from a viewer's standpoint, but rather my own," Mingi added, dragging his thumb across the rim of the empty shot glass. "Don't you think porn is more appealing when the couple in it has genuine chemistry? A genuine attraction to one another? I replied to you because you're my type."
Mingi poured the soju next, filling up both of their shot glasses. The bar was starting to get more crowded, the heavy drawl of music and shouting only getting louder as more drunken patrons made their way over to the dance floor. Despite all the distractions, Mingi's gaze remained fixed on the omega in front of him. He looked stunning under the dim yellow lighting.
"I mean, this is a casual thing of course," Mingi quickly interjected, realising that he was perhaps getting a little too personal with his words. "But I think you're hot as fuck, so," he shrugged. "I think you're perfect for the part, if you're still interested."
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Yunho felt himself burn under the weight of Mingi’s stare. The alpha’s eyes were fixated on him, only leaving for a brief moment when he moved to fill their glasses. It was then that Mingi mentioned how Yunho was his type and that he found him hot.
Fuck, had the AC been turned off? Yunho felt hot all over, and maybe not only because of the amount of people that had suddenly filed into the bar. The omega threw his inhibitions to the wind, grabbing the shot glass and throwing back the soju in one go. He smacked his lips, setting the glass back down on the table and looked back at Mingi.
“Okay,” Yunho agreed, licking his lips as the soju burned his throat. “I also think you’re hot as fuck,” he quickly added, before his mind could tell him otherwise. “When did you want to start? I have another job, but with enough notice I can change my schedule to work with yours.”
It all felt like a dream. A hot alpha wanted to fuck him? Yunho? He almost wondered if this was all a conspiracy of Wooyoung’s doing; considering the beta took Yunho’s lack of a sex life more personally than Yunho himself did. “Also… about the limits and stuff? I haven’t done much in the past,” Yunho added quietly, feeling himself flush all over again. It was embarrassing telling a total stranger about the few, pathetic times he’d had sex in his life, but if Mingi was going to be his sexual partner, it was important to be honest.
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Mingi blinked with surprise as Yunho grabbed the shot glass and threw it back. The alpha erupted in laughter, wasting no time in finishing his own and promptly refilling their glasses. “Careful, sweetheart. I don’t want you agreeing to anything under the influence, alright?” Mingi chided gently, dragging his tongue across his lips from the lingering taste of alcohol. The fact that Yunho also apparently found him attractive made his heart sing, and his inner alpha swell with pride. Perhaps it was because he had flustered Yunho with his words earlier, but the omega’s scent had thickened somewhat, making Mingi’s throat dry up. It wasn’t powerful enough to be noticeable by anyone beyond their table, but it sure was making it hard for Mingi to focus on the task at hand.
This is an interview, not a date. Mingi reminded himself.
“I like your enthusiasm,” the alpha chuckled lightly. “Maybe we can do a mock film first, to see if this is something you’re comfortable with? If not, then that’s absolutely fine too. There’s no pressure to commit, okay?” Mingi reassured him. It would be a shame though, he wanted nothing more than an excuse to fuck this man on multiple occasions; even if Yunho was only doing it to get paid. But the last thing he wanted Yunho to do was rearrange his work schedule or quit his job only to discover he didn’t actually like filming this sort of content. When he spoke up again, Mingi was surprised to hear that he hadn’t done much of anything, and he pursed his lips in thought.
Slowly, Mingi reached across the table, taking Yunho’s large hands in his own. “Well then, why don’t you tell me what you have done? Or if there’s anything you’ve always wanted to do? Now that you have someone to experiment with,” Mingi encouraged gently. Perhaps holding his hands like this was a little too intimate, but they were planning to film together. Hopefully, easing into physical touch slowly rather than all at once would help keep Yunho from clamming up. “For me… I’m an exhibitionist, as you know,” Mingi smirked. “Changing rooms, public restrooms, a secluded back alley, those are all places I’d like to bend my omega over,” he murmured softly, his voice nearly lost to the loud drawl of the bar.
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The nickname made Yunho's heart flutter, his gut prickling with a strange sensation. Why was he so weak to praise and nice words? If he had been standing up, he was sure his legs would have wobbled. "One shot won't make me drunk," Yunho insisted. Though two may get me tipsy , he thought, so even as the alpha refilled their glasses, he decided he would refrain from drinking it until they finished talking. He quietly appreciated Mingi’s insistence on remaining sober for this conversation, as hard as it was to get through it without gnawing his tongue off in embarrassment.
Upon mentioning his lack of experience, Mingi’s thoughtful expression made Yunho think that he was going to change his mind and politely decline his application. But then the alpha took his hands, absentmindedly tracing soothing circles over the back of his palms, and Yunho felt immediately at ease. The omega could also smell the alpha's pheromones, strong but soothing with a spicy undertone that was much different from his own.
"Well, I've only had two partners before," Yunho explained quietly. He was feeling much calmer now, relishing in the sensation of Mingi's hands caressing his own. "The most I’ve ever done was give someone a blowjob in a car," his mind decided to imagine how that would have been with Mingi instead of his absolute jerk of an ex-boyfriend, and he felt himself flush a dark shade of red. “So, I guess that counts as exhibitionism too?" He chuckled softly. “But it makes sense to try other things first.”
It was getting very hot inside the bar, or maybe it was because of Mingi and the sudden turn in their conversation, but Yunho freed a hand to pop open another button of his shirt. It revealed the smooth dip of his clavicles, the air against his newly revealed skin making him sigh in relief. Usually, Yunho didn’t have to worry about attracting unwanted attention from alphas, considering that he didn’t appear to be an omega at first glance. He was truly none the wiser in such situations, and flushed lightly in realisation when Mingi’s eyes shot downwards, his pupils dilating somewhat before quickly returning to meet Yunho’s stare.
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Mingi couldn't help but imagine it, Yunho sweetly sucking his cock from the passenger seat, flooding the vehicle with that sweet, cotton candy scent that was currently making the alpha lose his mind. He was pulled from his thoughts when Yunho reached to unbutton his shirt, and immediately Mingi's eyes burned into the newly revealed expanse of his milky skin. Fuck, this wasn't how he intended for this to go at all. He didn't ask to meet up with the omega to immediately jump him, but perhaps this was a sign that their chemistry was even better than Mingi could have possibly hoped for.
Finally releasing Yunho's hand, Mingi reached again for his shot glass, throwing it back and clicking his tongue. He pushed the glass off to the side, not bothering to refill it again. "I'd like to get to know you more, Yunho," Mingi cooed, tilting his head to the side with a playful smile. "We can talk about this more and finalise the agreement when we can actually hear each other," he chuckled, noting how it was only getting louder and more crowded in the bar. He could feel the eyes of drunken patrons burning into them with envy for their table, and Mingi hummed thoughtfully.
"Dance with me?" Mingi asked, nudging Yunho's shot glass towards him with a smile. He didn't want to get the other man drunk by any means, but in Mingi's experience, a minimum of two shots was required to tolerate this bar's lousy dancefloor. Mingi took a sip of his water before standing up, extending his hand to Yunho. "You can tell me all about your other job, or your weird friend who apparently wants to watch me have sex with you," he laughed.
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