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Jeongguk didn’t know where to look. If he looks straight ahead, all he sees is Jimin flitting around the huge bonfire, with about five different alphas in tow. He tries his hardest to school his expression and fails. Jeongguk feels someone’s hand rest on his shoulder and he knows it’s Namjoon. It does nothing to break him out of the trance he’s in, glare penetrating through the fire in the middle. In a pathetically poetic sense, he feels that fire burn him from the inside just the same.
“They’re practically drooling over him.” He speaks finally, through gritted teeth.
It takes Namjoon all but one glance in Jimin’s direction to know exactly what Jeongguk is talking about. He can’t help but smile. It’s so obvious that Jeongguk is jealous, almost resembling how he had looked the first few weeks after presenting as an alpha. He was just a teenager then, scoffing whenever he saw Jimin with another alpha and never understanding why he felt that way. It’s all so clear to Namjoon, always has been.
The deal with Jeongguk and Jimin is, they never face their problems head on. Namjoon knows because he’s had to sit through countless evenings with Jeongguk, listening to him in his drunk stupor, go on and on about how he just wants to mate Jimin. He never does.
“So? I thought you guys weren’t together like that.” Namjoon says from behind the rim of his cup. He takes a slow sip, watching Jeongguk’s visibly annoyed reaction to the statement.
Jeongguk turns that same glare onto Namjoon and it makes the older alpha laugh with a certain fondness he has always had for his younger pack mate and friend. “Jeongguk-ah you’re being unreasonable. If you want to be with Jimin, which you quite obviously do, just talk to him?” He pats the other on his back, encouragingly.
Jeongguk lets out a burdened sigh and huffs, “it’s not that simple, hyung.” Namjoon raises a brow and clicks his tongue at that, “ah right, because somehow you guys always end up tangled in the sheets instead.” Namjoon snickers at the ‘what the hell’ expression on Jeongguk’s face.
It was a pack-known fact that the two were on and off a lot. One day you’d see them walk right past each other as if they had nothing to do with one another. The next day Jimin would come out of his heat, doused in Jeongguk’s scent. It was their thing and though it was cute at first, now it’s bordering exasperation especially for their friends who have to sit through and witness hours upon hours of tortured pining. Namjoon loves Jeongguk but seriously, why won’t these two just make it official? It’s obvious to everyone how fond they are of eachother.
“Jeongguk just put me out of my misery and date the guy. How long will you go on sulking in the corner, watching some alpha try their luck with Jimin only to realise that Jimin has eyes for you instead.” Namjoon shakes his head, those last few words emphasised from the way his voice gets stern.
It causes Jeongguk to sulk more. “Doesn’t seem like he has eyes for me when he’s over there giggling at everything seojun says. Seriously, how funny can one guy even be? No way he’s making Jimin laugh that hard.” His jaw sets, expression hardening as he tears his gaze away from the scene unfolding all too dramatically in front of him.
Namjoon sighs, “you’re being unfair and you know it. Jimin isn’t yours unless you explicitly ask him out.” And Jeongguk knows, he knows Namjoon is completely right.
Still, the image of some other alpha getting to parade Jimin around the fireplace, dance with him and make him laugh, stirs something nasty inside of him. Something he always knew was there wherever Jimin was concerned but always pushed down and kept at bay. Jeongguk thinks he’s going to snap if he watches this nightmare-ish scene go on.
“Gonna go for a smoke. You coming?” He eyes Namjoon expectantly, the other alpha declines talking about how he plans to quit. Jeongguk can respect that. He wants to quit too, not the cigarettes, Jimin he means. It would probably be easier for him to quit smoking, than to quit Jimin.
He makes his way towards his favorite spot, a large forested expanse, tall trees, river calmly flowing amongst the slow scenery. It’s a mere 10 minute walk northward of the main grounds. The sound of the festive music still vibrates through the frigid air but it doesn’t reach Jeongguk in unpleasant waves anymore. It’s subtle, in the far background.
He puts the cigarette to his lips, lighting it up and inhaling, what seems like an endless amount of smoke. It burns away at his discomfort and offers an escape.
Just then, about 15 minutes into his moment of solitude, he hears the breaking of a twig behind him under someone’s footstep. Jeongguk looks up from the ground, taking in the short girl approaching, friendly smile on her round face. Her cheeks are dusted a deeper shade of red than usual. Maybe she’s been drinking. Either that or the chill of the crisp air has got to her too.
Her name is Eunhye and she’s a beta who’s accompanied Jeongguk on a few hunts. She’s always been tactful and quick whenever Jeongguk has hunted alongside her and she never misses her mark. The alpha can appreciate that.
“Had enough of the party?” She asks with a certain hesitation that’s never been there before. Jeongguk pretends not to notice. He simply nods and takes another long drag. She doesn’t ask anymore questions, just takes out her own cigarette providing it to the alpha so he can light it up for her and he does.
They stay like that, leaning against the large platform of the tree behind them as they smoke in silence.
“So I was thinking…” the girl starts and there’s that hesitation again.
Jeongguk doesn’t move from his spot.
“About the upcoming hunt.”
“The hunt…?”
“Yeah. I was thinking maybe you could…I don’t know. Bring something back for me? Hunt something I mean…for me.”
Jeongguk looks confused for a second and then it hits him what Eunhye is suggesting.
She wants the alpha to court her. She’s asking him to.
Jeongguk grows a little tense under her hopeful gaze and tries not to make eye contact when he takes another hit of the cigarette between his two fingers. He doesn’t say anything at first. Then, because the silence is deafening and unbearable, he coughs and speaks.
“I don’t think that’s such a great idea. Eunhye…you’re a good friend to me but I don’t know. I’m sorry.” Jeongguk hates this. The sadness on Eunhye’s youthful face is so evident it convinces Jeongguk that he’s the worst person on the planet right now. Rejection’s are never easy.
“I’m not Jimin. Is that it?” She struggles to smile through her disappointment. Jeongguk understands.
“It’s complicated between me and him.” That's as much of an explanation as he can muster up. Truthfully, he can’t imagine being with anyone else other than the blonde omega he lets into his bed, into his mind, into his heart day in and day out. Jimin occupies him completely.
“It doesn’t have to be complicated. You should just go for it.” She tries to smile again and this time, it seems genuine. Like a friend offering advice.
Too bad for her Jeongguk rarely takes anyone’s advice.
“Yeah. I’ll figure it out but thank you for uh, telling me how you feel.” He’s being so awkward, it’s a hard watch.
Eunhye being the nice person she is just laughs and shoves his shoulder playfully before she drops the cigarette on the ground and crushes it under her shoe. “See you back at the bonfire?” Jeongguk nods and then she’s gone, long ponytail swinging left to right.
He sighs once he’s left alone and feels that weird feeling flood back in.
“It doesn’t have to be complicated.”
The funny part is, Jeongguk knows this. Him and Jimin keep playing these games with one another but it really doesn’t have to be that way. They do this to themselves. He has no room to complain when most of these feelings of confusion, dread and constant yearning are self-inflicted.
Jeongguk gets back to the bonfire another 20 minutes later. The music has slowed down, mated couples dancing in the middle looking lovestruck. Jeongguk scans the area for a particularly pretty, blonde omega he’s been wanting to talk to all night but he doesn’t see him. Jimin is nowhere to be seen. Weird.
It isn’t long before he’s been found by his friends and now he’s sat in a circle, playing some group activity game he has little to no interest in.
The night goes on like this, it actually ends up being a good distraction from the constant thoughts of Jimin plaguing his mind.
They play cards until it’s well past midnight and most of the elders have gone away into their respective homes. The pups have all been ushered back home too by their parents, worried that they won’t be able to wake up early for school the next day. Now, the only people at the bonfire are groups of teenagers who don’t care to sleep and couples that are way too drunk on love to stop giggling at one another.
“I need to pee. Be right back.” He says to Seokjin who’s sat on his left and is taking the game way too seriously because he’s all red in the face. Seokjin just waves him off before he goes back to yelling at Namjoon to stop messing with the cards because he keeps dropping them.
Though Jeongguk had a few drinks very early on in the evening, he feels completely sober now. Thank god for that because he doesn’t think he’d be able to find the townhall public bathrooms in his drunken state.
The alpha only gets about halfway there before he’s yanked into the shadows by a reaching arm and his back hits a brick wall.
Jeongguk hisses before he can analyse who his kidnapper his and curses out a “what the fuck?” When he frees his arm from the stranger’s grip, that’s when he recognizes the blonde hair, smaller frame and beautiful feline eyes. It’s Jimin. Now he’s even more confused actually.
“Jimin? Why did you just try to abduct me?” The alpha raises a brow, expecting some kind of profound explanation.
He gets none.
Instead, Jimin slots their lips together in a surge of unrestrained want. He’s constantly licking over Jeongguk’s sealed lips, until the alpha gives up on his surprise and opens his mouth up for the taking.
The omega slips his arms around Jeongguk’s neck, kissing him with a fervour and enthusiasm that has always been at the forefront of Jimin’s assertive personality. It turns Jeongguk on, makes him ache with desire, makes him want to give the omega anything he asks for. God, Jeongguk really would do anything for Jimin. He’s convinced he would.
They’re kissing each other with a type of hunger only they can replicate again and again. Jeongguk’s got one hand behind Jimin’s head, positioning him this way and that way, his other hand is squeezing at the omega’s tiny waist. He wonders if Jimin still has all those marks along the curve of his waist that Jeongguk had left there two days ago. He’ll have to give him some new ones to whine about.
They kiss and kiss until they’re practically just panting into each other's open mouths, tongues still seeking pleasure. Jeongguk thinks he’ll never tire of this. No, he knows he’ll never tire of this, of kissing Jimin until his lips are shiny with spit, red under the abuse.
“Fuck, Jimin.” He mutters, eyes staring at the string of saliva that connects their lips. It leaves him entranced.
The omega rests his forehead against Jeongguk’s and leans in to press his nose to the alpha’s scent gland. He begins to scent him thoroughly. They’re still not speaking about why or how they got here. Jimin has a way of making Jeongguk forget about the important stuff.
“Saw you with Eunhye. What were you guys talking about?” He finally speaks, mouth still working a mark beside Jeongguk’s scent gland.
Jeongguk is too breathless, too aroused, feels too far gone to even process what the other is saying.
“What?”
He exhales through his nose, eyes closing when Jimin sucks a particularly harsh mark right under his adam’s apple.
“You and Eunhye. I see the way she looks at you, Jeongguk.”
And it clicks.
There’s a crease forming between Jeongguk’s eyebrows when he starts to piece together what brought on Jimin’s sudden passion. It’s not passion, it’s possessiveness. He pulls the omega off of his neck, hand curling around Jimin’s elbow. Jeongguk gives Jimin a bemused look. He can’t believe this is happening.
“You know, I don’t fucking get you Jimin. Eunhye is my friend. If you’ve been keeping tabs on me this closely, shouldn’t you know that?”
There’s frustration in his tone, the dazed expression now fully replaced with a rather displeased one.
There’s almost a scowl on his face when Jimin yanks his arm back and takes two steps away from him. Jeongguk’s alpha is pleading with him to wrap their omega up in his arms and comfort him, reassure Jimin that he’s the only omega Jeongguk wants. He wants to mate him, he wants it so badly it hurts.
Jimin looks off to the side, one hand on his hip and the other running through his hair. A habit of his whenever he’s anxious, Jeongguk had caught onto it within their first few days of seeing each other.
“I’m not stupid Jeongguk. I know she likes you.” He persists, still unable to meet the alpha’s seeking eyes.
“Even if she does. Why does that matter to you?”
Jimin looks at him with some kind of disappointment in his eyes. Jeongguk doesn’t understand.
“It matters to me. I need to know if you’re done with me. Done with this.”
“You haven’t even given us a chance.”
“I just need to know Jeongguk.”
Jimin holds Jeongguk’s gaze with overwhelming intensity. They’re staring at each other like any moment now the ground beneath them will collapse and they’ll be swooped into the abyss with no return whatsoever.
“I rejected her.”
“You what?”
“I turned her down okay?”
The omega visibly relaxes. Jeongguk watches his face go from one of discomfort and irritation to something more neutral. It makes Jeongguk laugh in utter disbelief, though nothing is funny about any of this. He just can’t comprehend the concept of Jimin getting jealous and possessive as if he didn’t make Jeongguk sit there by the bonfire, watching alpha after alpha dance around him like moths drawn to a flame.
“You really are a piece of work, Jimin. So you get to do whatever you want with whoever but the moment you see me with someone else, you pull this?” The alpha’s shoulders deflate as he looks at the other with a defeated expression.
Jimin doesn’t say anything. He continues to look anywhere but at Jeongguk.
“I’m getting tired, Jimin. Can’t you see how much I want you? Do you not feel the same way?”
Jeongguk takes a step forward, stopping right in front of the other. He plants both hands on either side of Jimin’s face, making him look up and into the alpha’s eyes. There’s uncertainty in those gorgeous eyes but there’s still a softness there. Something gentle and affectionate that tells Jeongguk not to give up on the omega just yet.
“I need you to be honest with me.”
He waits nervously for an answer, anything at all.
When the silence drags on too long, he begins to drop his hands.
Jimin catches them.
He brings Jeongguk’s hands back to their original position, on his cheeks. There’s a sharp exhale between them, he doesn’t know who’s though. The tension binding their souls together never seems to fade, that much is true. He really cannot see his future with anyone else but this man standing before him, Jeongguk knows there’s only Jimin.
“I’m scared you won’t want me after a while.” Jimin says, breaking the silence. There’s unmistakable fear edging his voice and a tremor when he speaks.
Jeongguk doesn’t think he’s ever seen Jimin so scared. It’s so honest and vulnerable that Jeongguk can’t fault him, nor the air of uncertainty that surrounds him.
Without a single thought, the alpha pulls him into a hug, squeezing tight and never allowing Jimin to float away. He hopes the hug conveys how much he cares for the omega, how much he likes him, wants him. Every part of Jimin, Jeongguk wants. He’s so greedy when it comes to the omega it’s pathetic. No one has ever made him feel that way.
“Jimin…” he doesn’t know exactly what to say.
The alpha thinks he might blabber on and on about his undying affections for the man in his arms right now if not stopped at the right time and he can’t afford to embarrass himself so he settles for something plain and simple yet true.
“I will always want you, Jimin. I have never wanted anyone more.”
The words of reassurance are sudden and they sit heavy between them like some kind of truth that was always lingering but never said out loud.
There’s silence but it’s comfortable and forgiving. They don’t usually say these things when they’re together. Granted almost all the instances they’ve been together, there’s just been an exchange of messy kisses, limbs tangled in white bedsheets and the sound of unadulterated pleasure. They never bear their feelings out in the open like this so unguarded.
Tonight, something changes and the alpha feels the shift like it’s something tangible, something that he can reach out and touch. He thinks Jimin can feel it too if the slight hitch of his breath is anything to go by.
They stay like that for a while longer, staring at one another, accepting the moment for what it is. It’s real and it’s them without their masks. Vulnerable. Unprotected.
It’s Jimin that makes the first move, slow and careful as he pecks Jeongguk softly on the lips. So different to the messy makeout session they just had. It’s a gesture that’s full of warmth, affection and something sweet. An unexplored territory.
“I believe you.” He whispers against the alpha’s cheek, like a promise.
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They stumble in through the front door of Jeongguk’s house, hands all over each other and lips pressed together messily in a frenzied kiss. Jeongguk shares the house with two other alphas but they’re both out right now, probably with their partners. They’re definitely doing what Jeongguk and Jimin are about to do, fuck till the sun comes up.
Jeongguk’s room, inconveniently the last room at the end of the long hallway, is a hassle to get to. There’s the noise of their clothes rustling, Jimin hasn’t stopped trying to strip the alpha naked, not since they stepped foot into the house. Jeongguk’s motives are much the same, he just wants to melt into the other, ruin him and take take take. He wants to take everything Jimin has to offer.
Jimin pushes the alpha down onto the bed, situated in the middle of the room. It isn’t long until the omega’s straddling him, sitting on his lap right over the growing erection in Jeongguk’s pants. It makes the younger let out a startled groan. Jeongguk squeezes Jimin’s round ass right through the tight jeans he’s got on still.
Their shirts are left forgotten when they’d somehow stripped them off before entering the room. Jeongguk takes this opportunity to latch onto one of Jimin’s pink nipples, sucking harshly.
“Ah- Jeongguk.” Jimin whines in his throat, head lolling back as his eyes shut every time he feels the stroke of Jeongguk’s warm, wet tongue over his hardening nipple. The alpha moves to give the other nipple the same treatment, hands still kneading Jimin’s supple ass. It draws low whiny moans from the omega and the sounds go straight to Jeongguk’s dick. He’s so painfully hard.
The alpha moves to suck marks along the column of Jimin’s perfectly elegant neck, smooth pale skin blooming red and purple under the constant ministrations.
Jimin grinds his ass down over the alpha’s erection with a little more purpose and it has Jeongguk breathing heavily against his neck. His dick is trapped under the material of his pants and the weight of Jimin on top of him and if he doesn’t get inside Jimin right now he’ll go insane.
With solely that thought driving him forward, he picks the other up and turns to plant him on the bed, on his back. He looks flushed in the face, lips bitten red and his blonde hair mussed.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous Jimin.” Jeongguk mutters in absolute awe.
Jimin flushes a deeper red and looks to the side, a shy smile dawning his lips. Jeongguk finds him adorable. He wraps a hand around the omega’s ankle and yanks him closer as if they aren’t already close enough on this small bed. Jimin lets out a surprised giggle and the obvious tent in his jeans shows how turned on he is.
Jeongguk makes sure to kiss every inch of Jimin’s perfect little body, fingers reaching the waistband of his jeans. He makes eye contact with the older as he makes to pull the jeans off along with his underwear. Jimin has his bottom lip trapped between his teeth as he watches Jeongguk work, intently. The omega’s pretty dick is already leaking precome and Jeongguk can smell, almost even taste the scent of Jimin’s slick. It drives him crazy.
The jeans and underwear are discarded and Jeongguk props one of Jimin’s long legs on his shoulder. He presses soft kisses along the inside of his thigh, biting down hard when he reaches his upper thigh, leaving an array of marks there that have Jimin whining some more. The omega’s hard dick sits there untouched, leaking all over his abdomen.
“Look at you. So fucking wet for me. Leaking from your cute little cock, leaking from your little hole too? You’re a mess, Jimin.” He laughs, almost mean.
Jimin only moans when Jeongguk gives his cock a light squeeze, stroking a couple times before he brings his mouth to it. The alpha sucks around his leaking head, too hard and too fast and it causes Jimin’s leg to jerk. “Oh fuck.” He huffs, almost sounding like an exhale rather than words.
The younger brings one hand down, fingers trailing lower and lower until they stop at Jimin’s hole, the amount of slick there leaves Jeongguk speechless. He always knew Jimin could get really wet. The alpha loves it, it’s exactly how he likes to fuck but everytime he’s reminded of just how much slick pours out of the omega, it lights a fire in this core and destroys his reserve. Suddenly he’s the world’s most impatient man.
Jeongguk pushes one finger into the wet, puckered hole and there’s a high pitched moan from Jimin. The alpha stops sucking at his cock and instead focuses on fucking Jimin with the one digit he’s got inside of him.
With every stroke of the long finger against Jimin’s tight walls, he can feel his leg tense up where it’s still propped up on Jeongguk’s shoulder. “Another. Jeongguk give me another.” The omega ruts down against the digit and whines when Jeongguk pushes two more fingers into him one after the other. The whine turns into a full blown moan and it rattles the alpha’s mind.
“Yes…please. Don’t stop.” Jimin’s moans only get louder and Jeongguk has to force one hand down to press against his own hard cock to stop himself from coming just by hearing the sweet noises his omega’s making for him right now.
“Ah…Oh fuck you’re gonna make me come…” Jimin’s fingers are flexed in the sheets on either side of his head and his hips are grinding down on the younger’s long fingers. He looks so wrecked already and Jeongguk hasn’t even got him on his cock yet.
“No.” The alpha says, voice deep and steady as he pulls his fingers out of the other.
Jimin’s eyes fly open and he looks at Jeongguk with such frantic distress that the alpha almost feels the need to soothe him.
Jeongguk chuckles darkly and lands a slap to Jimin’s thigh, shaking his head. “You’re gonna come on my cock. You understand?” He swiftly moves to grab lube and a condom packet from his side table drawer. Jeongguk rips it open with his teeth, eyes still on the omega as he takes off his own pants along with his underwear right after.
He sees the way Jimin’s eyes trail down, lower, lower and stop abruptly at where his hard dick remains stiff between his strong legs, red and angry at the tip but so thick, long and veiny. The omega visibly swallows and it’s obvious he wants to suck him off. “Not tonight, doll.” Jeongguk has a lopsided smile on his face as he rolls the condom on and lathers his cock up with a considerable amount of lube.
Though Jimin is practically leaking all over the sheets, Jeongguk likes it messier. He squeezes some lube out, right over the omega’s awaiting hole and watches it clench around nothing. It makes Jeongguk groan.
He fits himself in between Jimin’s open legs, the omega is breathless all over again.
“Please Jeongguk just- just push it in. I can’t wait any longer. Wanted you all night.” Jimin bites his lip, legs falling open even more, enticing the alpha.
Jeongguk clicks his tongue.
“You did? Couldn’t tell with all those alpha’s you were entertaining. Like a whore.” The younger snarls, circling the tip of his hard cock around the rim of Jimin’s inviting entrance.
Jimin’s eyes go wide and he frantically shakes his head.
“No. No only wanted you. I swear! My eyes were on you all night. Wanted you to mark me right there in front of everyone and claim me. Oh please Jeongguk! Please alpha…”
Jeongguk smirks, dimples forming in the sides of his cheeks. He rubs one hand up and down the side of Jimin’s right thigh and positions his cock to his hole with the other, “Now that’s more like it, baby.” He ends the sentence off by pushing inside the omega in one fluid motion, both of them moaning in unison.
Jeongguk pulls out once more, not all the way, then shoves his cock back in as deep as it’ll go. It makes the omega arch his back off the bed and let out a sudden shriek. “Ah!” The alpha groans deep in his throat, unable to catch his breath.
“You’re so fucking- tight. Doesn’t even matter how many times I fuck you, Jimin.” Jeongguk moans, watching his cock disappear inside Jimin’s wet heat.
The younger throws Jimin’s legs over his shoulders, leaning forward to cage the other between his arms. There’s sweat already trailing Jeongguk’s brow from the effort of trying not to come too early. Every slow drag of his cock and push back in, sends a shiver down Jimin’s spine, so deep that he thinks he’s almost running a fever. The omega has to grab onto Jeongguk’s shoulders, anchoring himself as the thrusts only get harsher.
The bed creaks and hits the wall behind them with every thrust and the room is filled with Jimin’s loud moans that end in a high pitched whine everytime Jeongguk thrusts particularly rough. The younger has his face pressed to Jimin’s collarbone as he grunts, hot mouth still finding Jimin’s lips to steal a messy kiss or two.
“Yes! Yes yes yes. Fuck. Right there Jeongguk, keep going. Feels so fucking good alpha.” Jimin moans unapologetically loud whenever Jeongguk fucks him and it spurs the younger on even more.
He rights himself back up, no longer leaning over Jimin. He takes hold of the older’s legs and pushes them forward until he has Jimin bent in half. It pulls a small hiss from the omega because of the stretch to his legs, especially his thighs and he tangles his hands in the sheets above him again so he can hold onto something, anything.
Jeongguk shoves his cock back in, earning a loud gasp from the man under him. Jimin is so much tighter like this and Jeongguk knows his cock is leaking precome already. He lets a deep moan escape his mouth as he continues his relentless thrusting, the new position has him losing his mind.
“Thats it, baby. Taking my cock so well. Your nasty little cunt won’t be satisfied with just any alpha’s cock will it? Just mine. Isn’t that right?” He growls deep in his chest, thrusting so hard that it’s sending Jimin’s lithe body up the bed.
The omega looks like he’s holding on for dear life. With his eyes rolled back, back arching off the bed with every hard thrust and his beautiful mouth left hanging open, god he looks like a vision. Jeongguk can’t let another alpha see his pretty omega like this. Never. He’ll make sure he’s the only alpha in Jimin’s life, only one that can make him scream, that can satisfy him to this degree.
“I asked you,” Jeongguk thrusts hard, “a fucking question Jimin.” Another sharp thrust that has Jimin wailing.
“Yes! Yes only you- ah- only you can make me feel good, alpha. Love your cock so much.” There’s a stray tear escaping his eye and his nose is continuously turning red as if he’s about to burst into tears from the sheer pleasure building up in his core.
Jeongguk groans and fucks into the omega harder, hands pressing down into the backs of Jimin’s aching thighs as he sets a brutal pace that makes Jimin scream.
“Gonna breed you one day, Jimin. Mate you and claim you,” he feels delirious as he fucks the older like its second nature by now, “knock you up so good, make you round with my pups.” Jeongguk’s breathless, honed in on the image of his cock fucking in and out of Jimin’s heat.
Every single thrust aims to hit Jimin’s prostate and it makes the omega cry even harder, babbling something incoherent.
“right there alpha! oh fuck...gonna…come.”
Jimin almost lifts off the bed with how violently he comes, hot spurts shooting out over his abdomen reaching all the way up to his chest. Jeongguk’s hand braces him by holding his hips down. He groans as Jimin clenches down around his throbbing cock, holding him inside in a vice grip.
“Ah fuck Jimin…” Jeongguk can’t compose himself, breathing hard to keep himself in check.
The alpha doesn’t stop, only sees one goal and that’s to fill Jimin up until he breeds him. He snaps his hips with even more purpose, pulling a scream from Jimin’s open mouth.
“Jeongguk! It’s too much, it’s too much…please.” Jimin pleads but makes no effort to push the alpha off. He’s so overstimulated that he can’t even think anymore. So high off his orgasm and the cramp forming in his thigh hurts but it mixes in with the pleasure so all the omega can do is cry and moan and take it.
“Just a little more, doll- fuck you feel so good.” Jeongguk feels maddened with pleasure as his thrusts begin to lose rhythm.
The sound of skin slapping against skin and Jeongguk’s gravelly moans coupled with Jimin’s cries, sends a jolt through the alpha’s body. There’s the addictive squelching sound, so filthy, every time Jeongguk’s cock slides into Jimin’s wet hole, dripping slick everywhere and it fills the entire room. Makes the alpha want to rip the condom off and just come inside the omega. He wants to fill Jimin up until he can’t keep it all in, hopes his seed will take and he’ll finally knock the pretty little omega up like he so badly wants to.
That thought alone sends Jeongguk over the edge, spilling into the condom. He’s coming with a loud and breathless moan, hips stuttering abruptly.
The omega is far gone at this point, flushed all the way down to his chest. There’s a beautiful afterglow evident on his cheeks and he looks absolutely ravaged. Jeongguk makes no move to pull out, only collapses on top of the whining omega. He makes sure not to put all his weight on Jimin. He shoves his nose into his neck, scenting the other thoroughly before finally pulling out and rolling off of him.
They stay on their backs, laying side by side. Their chests rising and falling steadily at equal speeds.
No one speaks.
Jeongguk moves first, having caught his breath. He goes to grab a wet warm towel from the bathroom, settling between Jimin’s legs to clean him up as best as he can. It’s late and they’re tired, he’s sure Jimin will want to properly shower the moment he wakes up tomorrow. For now, this will do.
Once Jeongguk’s disposed of the towel and also cleaned himself up in the bathroom. He comes back to bed, just his boxers on. Jimin’s curled up in the middle and he has his eyes closed. The younger thinks he’s gone to sleep so he carefully tucks him in under the blanket.
They’re both laying in agreeable silence, Jeongguk is on his back, one arm under his head. Jimin still lays facing him, eyes shut. This goes on for a few minutes until Jimin speaks up.
“I don’t have to teach tomorrow. Taehyung said he’d cover for me if I ever asked.” The words are still spoken in a hushed tone, as if Jimin’s trying not to wake the entire pack. Even though he was screaming bloody murder a few minutes ago.
Jeongguk looks at him, eyes searching.
“If you wanted to…accompany me with some last minute shopping for the winter festival.”
Jimin looks timid and Jeongguk wants to pull him in for a hug.
The alpha turns on his side too, facing the other. They’re stuck staring at each other, not moving. Just being in Jimin’s presence makes Jeongguk’s heart ache, in the best way.
“You won’t just make me carry all the bags?”
Jimin smiles, rolling his eyes.
“No…maybe. You are strong you know. Have to put your muscles to some use.” There’s a cheeky grin on the omega’s face now.
“So fucking you up against a different surface everytime isn’t putting my muscles to good use?”
“Stop.”
“Just saying.”
They stare at one another all serious in the face and then burst out laughing.
Jeongguk smiles fondly and moves closer. He tucks a strand of blonde behind Jimin’s ear and traces the highs of his cheekbone with the tips of his fingers. He adores the omega so much. He likes Jimin so fucking much.
“Yeah. I’ll come with you.” Jeongguk rests that same hand under Jimin’s jaw, thumb rubbing circles into his skin there. It causes the older’s eyes to close momentarily before he opens them and his smile grows.
“I really want to give us a chance Jeongguk. I really…want you.”
The words make Jeongguk’s breath catch in his throat. He feels suddenly overwhelmed.
“I want to give us a chance too. I’ve wanted you so bad Jimin.”
The older seems a little anxious, gnawing on his bottom lip probably thinking about whether or not he should say what he’s thinking.
“What is it?” Jeongguk asks first.
“I’m sorry. About…trying to make you jealous with all those alphas earlier. It wasn’t fair to you and it won’t happen again. I hope you know I’m serious about this, about you, about us. I want this.”
There’s sincerity in Jimin’s eyes, some regret and sadness too. Jeongguk knows he means it.
“I’m sorry too. We should’ve been honest with each other instead of playing all these stupid games. I want this just as much.”
Jeongguk presses his forehead to Jimin’s, kissing him softly on the tip of his nose. His eyes are shut and he thinks Jimin’s are too until he opens them and Jimin is already staring at him.
That’s the moment.
Where time stands still and Jeongguk knows he wouldn’t want to be anywhere else but here, in this room, in this bed with this man.
He sees his future with Jimin and that’s enough of a reason for Jeongguk to never let him go.