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'Twas the Knot Before Christmas

Summary:

'Twas the Knot Before Christmas
And all through the hut,
Someone's guts got a stirring,
Because Minho started a rut.

Notes:

This is a very silly, very spontaneous Christmas gift to all my fellow freaks, inspired entirely by a a photo of a coffee mug that features a little guy tangled in Christmas lights saying "Twas the Knot Before Christmas."

Sometimes you just need to follow the bunny, no matter how idiotic.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

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"Minho-yaaaa!" Kibum complains, "we were supposed to be on the road twenty minutes ago…!"

Minho just growls, holding Kibum tight to his chest.

"We're not going to arrive in time for dinner," Kibum carries on. He wiggles his ass and groans.

Yeah, he's absolutely stuck on Minho's knot. For a while.

It's a four hour drive to Daegu, even the way Minho drives. Minho's scent grows prickly as Kibum laments over the math in his head.

"Bammie we can't do anything about it now, so just enjoy it," Minho grumbles. He thrusts his hips a little in the way he knows knocks his knot into Kibum's prostate, and licks at his mate's neck soothingly.

It also knocks the thoughts out of Kibum's pretty little head.

"Ah, ah…you can't," Kibum groans. "I'll…again I'll…"

"Go ahead," Minho coos. "You love it when I fuck you with a full knot, don't you baby?"

"No…" Kibum lies. He gasps as Minho humps him, the length of his cock rutting into his drenched, tight insides, knot unseating enough to push forward and back inside of him by a couple of inches.

"Stop, baby, I'll come again," Kibum cries. His cock is hard and leaking on the sheets, a damning puddle of omega precum wetting the way.

"Damn right you will," Minho purrs, and he starts fucking Kibum in earnest, knot embedded in him the whole while.

 

 


 

 

It had started innocently enough.

They were running late, of course, having come back from a schedule with not nearly enough time to pack up and head to Kibum's family's house for Christmas.

"Go take your insane three-minute shower," Kibum yelled as he stuffed tasteful sweaters into his suitcase. Why hadn't he packed this morning, he wondered, "Then I'll take mine. Come on."

Minho grumbled. "Just take a shower with me," he said. "It'll be faster." And he grabbed Kibum by the wrist and pulled him toward the bathroom.

"Ya, why is your skin so hot?" Kibum said, dragged along.

"Dunno," Minho replied, pulling off Kibum's clothes as soon as they stepped into the bathroom. "You smell really good."

Kibum helps Minho disrobe in turn and notices himself getting drawn into Minho's scent as well. "Mmm…honey, what did you do?" He nuzzles his nose into Minho's neck as the last items of clothing are thrown in some arbitrary direction.

Minho takes Kibum by the chin and kisses him hard and wet, the reaches blindly for the shower spigot. His tongue is halfway down Kibum's throat by the time the water turns on.

"Oh, god, baby, what's gotten into you?" Kibum groans as he's dragged under the water.

"More like what's about to get into you…" Minho growls.

Kibum is acutely aware that they're both pouring their mating scent as he pins Minho against the tile wall and climbs him like a tree. "Fuck," he says…"are you…?"

"Gotta breed you," Minho huffs, and he strokes his dick, fully hard and aching. "Gotta get inside you now."

"Shit," Kibum says. He really wants to protest, wants to say that they don't have time for this, but his brain is completely overrun by Minho's absolutely delicious smell. Kibum wants it just as much. Needs it. He kneels and wraps his mouth around the head of Minho's enormous cock.

"Oh, Kibummie," Minho groans.

"Tastes so good," Kibum moans, lapping at Minho's generous alpha precum. "You taste so fucking good…"

"I'll feed your mouth later," Minho says, pushing Kibum and manhandling him around. "Need your cunt now."

"Fuck," Kibum hisses. Minho shoves him over so he's bent over on all fours, head under the shower hot stream. He spreads Kibum's cheeks and smears his cockhead against the slick leaking from Kibum's hole.

"Need you inside," Kibum groans. "Need you inside now."

Minho pushes in and Kibum howls.

"Ah, no..so big…baby it's so big…" Kibum gasps.

"Tight, perfect pussy," Minho grunts, fucking all the way in, "so good, so perfect…"

Kibum chokes, coughing, "Deep!" He cries, "too deep, baby…no…I can feel you in my throat…"

Minho's scent flares and he grips Kibum by the waist and absolutely pounds him.

"You take it so good, hyung," Minho growls. "Gonna fuck you stupid, gonna fill you up…"

Kibum cries. His joints give way and he falls to his elbows and knees, screaming as Minho follows and pounds him into the floor.

"No…no," he screams, "Minho…don't knot me, please…"

"You're gonna take my knot and you're gonna love it," Minho babbles, fucking hard and fast and stupid. "Gonna fill you up and lock my cum in you…gonna breed you good…"

"Minho…Minho-ya…" Kibum cries, "I'm so full, so full I can't—"

"Take it," Minho grunts, and he spills inside Kibum, flooding him, knot immediately filling up in the aftermath.

 

Minho sits back and drags Kibum onto his lap, locked together as they are, and bounces him on his knot. Kibum cries, going limp and gasping as Minho keeps fucking him.

"Good little bitch, taking my cum so good. Let go now, come on," he says.

"Uhh-uh…" Kibum groans…"so full…"

Minho reaches around and grab's Kibum's cock, stroking it as Kibum throws his head back against Minho's shoulder.

"Gonna…gonna" Kibum says.

"Come for me, baby," Minho says, and Kibum does.

 

 

It would seem like a miracle that Kibum came out of his chemical haze to find himself dry and in his bed, if Minho hadn't carried him around the house on his knot plenty of times before. (No one else believes this is possible except for Taemin, who looks Minho up and down and says "Yeah, I can see it.")

But it's there that Kibum shakes off the cloud and remembers what the fuck they were doing. In no small part due to the gigantic knot he's comfortably seated on in his little spoon position.

"Minho…" Kibum growls… "why are you rutting?"

Minho squeezes his arms around Kibum tighter.

"Guess it's time," he says. "I don't think we were paying attention to the calendar."

Kibum sighs. He can just barely see their cycle calendar on the far wall, and sure enough, it hasn't been flipped past September.

Kibum frets and complains only a little before Minho rocks his knot into him and Kibum's going for another ride, a complete slave to his mate's perfect chemistry.

 

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Eventually, Kibum manages to get dislodged and calls his mom to tell her they won't make it tonight. Or tomorrow. Better to expect them for solar New Year, honestly.

He's never been so grateful to have nurse for a mom. She picks up on the implication quickly.

"Good luck," she says sweetly.

"Mama I told you, we're not—" but Minho's growling again, and reaches over to tap the call off himself.

"Gonna put so many puppies in you," Minho says, rutting his hard-again length against the cleft of Kibum's ass.

"Sure you are, baby," Kibum says, because he's not in heat and he's very diligently on birth control, but wiggles his ass just the same, and settles in to let Minho's delicious, brain-flattening chemicals take him away once again.

 

Notes:

Listen, I did not allow myself to spend more than an hour banging this nonsense out. I just wanted to put some words to that goofy title. I love you. Happy holidays.