Come Take A Walk On The Wild Side [Re-uploaded]

by JAEDOMILK

Summary:

"don't wander around the house with with these pajamas on, you might get hurt" Jaehyun said, his smirk still in place as he eyed Doyoung's figure up and down "We don't want that, do we?"

 

Doyoung had been looking for a job. His neighbours, hired him to babysit their little 7-year-old Jeno as they were going on a holiday, and Doyoung joyfully applied, unaware that their older son Jaehyun will become the biggest trouble in his life.

 

©JAEDOMILK

Notes:

Before reading this, just know that I will be slowly updating this story, as I still have other uncompleted stories, I'm planning on finishing them first, so I hope you will wait for me♡

Jaehyun-18
Doyoung-25

Chapter 1

Doyoung stared at the clock ticking on the wall, his heart racing faster with every second that passed. The Jung family's living room was a whirlwind of activity, Mr. and Ms. Jung bustling around with luggage and last-minute preparations. They were heading out of town for a holiday getaway, leaving their youngest son, Jeno, in his care.

 

"Doyoung, remember to feed him on time," Ms. Jung called out from the kitchen, her voice strained with stress. She emerged with a Tupperware filled with snacks, thrusting it into his hands. "And don't let him eat too much sugar. We don't want any hyperactive tantrums, okay?"

 

Mr. Jung, already donned in his jacket, paused at the door. "And keep an eye on the TV. No R-rated movies. I don't want him watching anything that'll give him nightmares," he added with a stern look, his hand lingering on the doorknob.

 

"And don't worry about Jaehyun, he'll be out most of the time, just don't let him bully jeno," Mr. Jung's final words hung in the air as the door clicked shut behind them. Doyoung took a deep breath, feeling the weight of responsibility settle on his shoulders. He had only met Jeno once before, and while the little alpha was cute and energetic, he knew that keeping up with a seven-year-old for an entire weekend would be a challenge.

 

Jeno barreled into the room, his eyes wide with excitement. "You're really going to stay with me?!" he exclaimed, jumping up and down. His unbridled enthusiasm was contagious, and Doyoung couldn't help but smile. "Yeah, I'll be here to take care of you," he assured him, trying to sound more confident than he felt.

 

Doyoung had always had a knack for connecting with kids. There was something about their innocence and curiosity that he found refreshing. As an omega, he was naturally nurturing, which made him the go-to babysitter in his neighborhood. He enjoyed their boundless energy and the way they saw the world with wonder. The prospect of spending a weekend with Jeno, despite his nerves, was something he looked forward to.

 

Jeno's eyes lit up as he saw the board games stacked neatly in the corner of the room. "Can we play?" he asked, already making a beeline for them. Doyoung nodded, placing the Tupperware of snacks on the coffee table. "But only after you've had your dinner and done your homework," he reminded the young alpha gently.

 

As the evening drew in, Doyoung helped Jeno with his schoolwork, his own worries momentarily forgotten as he guided the seven-year-old through the intricacies of algebra. Jeno's little fingers clutched the pencil tightly, his brow furrowed in concentration. Despite his age, Doyoung noticed the resilience in the young alpha's spirit, something that was both endearing and admirable.

 

Once the homework was done, they sat down for dinner, Doyoung had always taken pride in his cooking skills, he had been taught from a young age that his ability to nurture and care for others would be essential, especially when it came to cooking. The scent of his mother's recipes filled the air, a blend of spices and flavors that brought comfort to those who ate them. He had spent hours in the kitchen with her, learning the secret to the perfect stew and the art of baking a cake that melted in your mouth. Now, as he placed a steaming plate of bibimbap in front of Jeno, he couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment.

 

Jeno's eyes grew wide at the sight of the colorful dish, and he dug in with gusto. The sound of his little spoon clinking against the ceramic bowl echoed through the quiet house, and Doyoung found himself smiling as he watched the young alpha devour his meal. The TV played softly in the background, a nature documentary that Jeno had chosen. It was a stark contrast to the chaos of the afternoon, but the peace was short-lived.

 

At exactly 9 pm, Doyoung's watch beeped, signaling bedtime. He gently took the bowl from Jeno's hands and led him to his room. The little alpha protested, his eyes still glued to the screen, but Doyoung was firm. "You need to get some rest, sweetie," he said, trying to keep his voice calm. "We've got a big day tomorrow."

 

Jeno's room was a delightful mess of toys and books, with a race car bed that looked like it had seen better days. Doyoung helped him change into his pajamas, the fabric soft against his small body. The young alpha's eyes grew heavier as he climbed into bed, the excitement of the day catching up to him. Doyoung read him a story, his voice low and soothing, the words of the tale about a brave omega and his adventurous pack lulling Jeno into a gentle sleep.

 

Once Jeno was tucked in and the room was bathed in the soft glow of the nightlight, Doyoung tiptoed out, leaving the door a crack open. He checked the time again, noticing that it was already past ten. The house was eerily quiet, the only sounds being the occasional creak of the floorboards and the distant hum of the fridge. He decided to take a shower so he could sleep after, the warm water cascading down his body, washing away the tension of the day.

 

Afterward, he pulled on his sleek pajamas with short pants from the bag hen packed his clothes in, the fabric of the pajamas was cool against his skin, and the scent of fabric softener lingered, reminding him of his own home, he walked to the kitchen to grab a plastic cup from the cupboard.

 

As he turned to fill the cup from the faucet, a sudden jolt of fear shot through him as he felt a strong hand grip his wrist, spinning him around, the cup fell on the tap, The world seemed to freeze as he found himself pinned against the fridge by none other than Jaehyun, the oldest Jung son. Jaehyun's eyes were dark and intense, a stark contrast to the softness of the child he had just put to bed. The alpha's tall frame loomed over him, and Doyoung could feel the heat radiating from his body.

 

"what are you doing here?" Jaehyun demanded, his voice a low growl. Doyoung swallowed hard, trying to keep his voice steady. "Your parents asked me to babysit Jeno while they're away," he replied, his heart hammering in his chest.

 

"I thought that you will go back to your apartment at night," Jaehyun said pulling away from Doyoung, his grip loosening slightly, Doyoung tried to regain his composure. "They asked me to stay over. So I could be here for Jeno if he needed anything at night," he replied, his voice still a bit shaky.

 

Jaehyun raised an eyebrow, his gaze lingering on Doyoung's flustered expression. "Well, I'm home now, so you can leave," he said, his tone still gruff. Doyoung felt a spark of irritation flare up within him. "I'm not going anywhere. I have a job to do," he retorted, meeting Jaehyun's eyes firmly.

 

The tension between them was palpable, the air thick with unspoken words. "Fine," Jaehyun said, his grip on Doyoung's wrist tightening again before he released it. "But stay out of my way. And don't let him eat too much sugar. He's hyper enough as it is."

 

Doyoung nodded, rubbing his wrist where Jaehyun's hand had been. "I'll make sure of it," he said, his voice still tinged with annoyance. He couldn't understand why Jaehyun was being so hostile, but he knew better than to argue. "Is there anything else you want me to do before I go to bed?" he asked, trying to keep the sarcasm at bay.

 

Jaehyun leaned against the counter, his arms folded across his chest. "Just don't let him wake me up. I need my sleep," he said, his eyes never leaving Doyoung. "And don't mess with my stuff. I know you omegas like to snoop around."

 

Doyoung's cheeks flushed with anger at the accusation. "I'm not here to go through your things," he snapped. "I'm here to take care of your brother, as requested, why would I care about you" Jaehyun smirked, his gaze traveling down Doyoung's body before meeting his eyes again. "You never know," he said, his voice dropping a notch. "Some omegas find it hard to resist the scent of an alpha's space."

 

The words hung in the air, charged with innuendo. Doyoung felt his hackles rise, his instincts telling him to be wary of this alpha. He had heard rumors about Jaehyun's behavior, but he had hoped they were exaggerated. "I'm not like that," he said firmly. 

 

Jaehyun's smirk grew wider, his eyes gleaming with a mischief that made Doyoung's stomach clench. "Calm down babe, just don't get too comfy around the house" The alpha's eyes traveling down to the omega's exposed thighs.

 

Doyoung took a step back away from the fridge, trying to put some space between them. "I'll be sure to remember that," he said, his voice tight. "Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to get some rest as well."

 

"Go on, but don't wander around the house with with these pajamas on, you might get hurt" Jaehyun said, his smirk still in place as he eyed Doyoung's figure up and down "We don't want that, do we?"

 

Doyoung rolled his eyes, turning on his heel to leave the kitchen. He knew that Jaehyun was baiting him, trying to get a rise out of him, but he refused to take the bait. As he made his way back to the guest room, he couldn't shake off the feeling of discomfort that had settled in his gut. He had never felt so... exposed around an alpha before.

 

The guest room was neatly made up, with freshly laundered sheets that smelled faintly of fabric softener. Doyoung slipped into bed, the coolness of the pillowcase a stark contrast to the warmth of his flushed cheeks. He tried to push thoughts of Jaehyun to the back of his mind, He had to stay professional, no matter how much the alpha's behavior grated on his nerves.

 

"You okay?" A small voice cut through the darkness, making Doyoung jump. He looked over to see Jeno standing in the doorway, rubbing his eyes sleepily. "I had a bad dream," the little alpha admitted, his voice trembling. Doyoung's heart softened at the sight of the scared child.

 

"Come here," he said, patting the empty space beside him. Jeno scurried over, climbing into bed with Doyoung. He was warm and slightly damp from his own fear-induced sweat. Doyoung wrapped his arms around him, pulling the covers up to their chins. "You're safe now," he whispered, his voice soothing. "I'm here."

 

Jeno's breathing evened out as Doyoung began to stroke his hair, his own thoughts racing. He knew Jaehyun's behavior was unacceptable, but he didn't want to cause a scene in front of the child. Plus, he had a job to do, and he was going to do it well. He'd show Jaehyun that not all omegas were weak or easily manipulated. He'd focus on Jeno and ignore the alpha's provocations.

 

The next morning, Doyoung woke up early, eager to start the day on a positive note. He tiptoed to the kitchen, trying to avoid waking Jaehyun, and started preparing breakfast. The smell of pancakes and bacon filled the house, and soon Jeno was bouncing into the kitchen, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Wow, Doyoung!" Jeno exclaimed, staring at the spread. "You made all this for me?"

 

"Well, I figured after all that homework and good behavior, you deserve a special breakfast," Doyoung said with a smile, flipping a pancake perfectly into the air and catching it again, Jeno's eyes widened. "Can you teach me to do that?"

 

"Maybe after you've had something to eat," Doyoung chuckled, placing a plate in front of the little alpha. "But remember, don't tell your mom. It's our secret chef's club." They ate together, Jeno chattering away about school and his friends, while Doyoung listened attentively, asking questions and adding his own stories to the mix. There was something about the simplicity of a child's perspective that Doyoung found incredibly refreshing. It made him feel a pang of longing for a time when his own life was that straightforward.

 

"When does Jaehyun wake up?" Doyoung asked casually, as he cleared the breakfast dishes, "hyung sleeps to the evening," Jeno said with a giggle, "He's like a bear." Doyoung couldn't help but smile at the innocent comparison. He hoped that meant a quiet morning before the storm of Jaehyun's presence would fill the house again.

 

As they cleared the dishes, Doyoung couldn't help but feel a twinge of baby fever. He had always loved kids, and the idea of having his own little family was something he cherished. He watched as Jeno's eyes grew wide with wonder at the sight of a baby bird outside the window. It was moments like these that made Doyoung's heart swell with love for the young alpha.

 

"Do you want kids, Doyoung?" Jeno asked suddenly, interrupting his thoughts Doyoung paused, a dish in hand. "Well, I'd love to have kids one day," he said, trying to keep his voice even. "Why do you ask?"

 

Jeno shrugged. "I just wondered. You're so good with me," he said, his voice filled with admiration. "Do you think you'd be a good mommy?" Doyoung's heart melted. "I hope so," he said, ruffling Jeno's hair. "But it's a big responsibility. You have to make sure you're ready for it."

 

The morning passed quickly with games, a short trip to the hyper Market with jeno, Mr. Jung left Doyoung some money in case they needed anything, and even though Doyoung was pretty sure Jeno didn't need any more toys, he couldn't resist the little alpha's pleading eyes when he spotted a new action figure set, but he bought it with his own money as a gift.

 

When they returned, Jaehyun was up dressed In a grey hoodie and black pants that hung low on his hips, his dark hair a messy halo around his face. He looked up from his phone, his eyes lingering on Doyoung's figure as he followed Jeno into the house. "Where did you go?" he asked, his tone bored.

 

Doyoung felt his face heat up under Jaehyun's scrutiny, but he kept his cool. "We went to the market," he said, placing the bag of groceries on the counter. "For groceries and Jeno picked out some new toys." Jaehyun grunted in response, his gaze still lingering on Doyoung. "Don't spend too much of my parent's money," he said, standing up to go out.

 

"I didn't use their money," Doyoung replied, a hint of annoyance in his voice. "I bought the toys with my own." Jaehyun raised an eyebrow. "Your own?"

 

Doyoung nodded, feeling a surge of defiance. "Yes, my own. I wanted to do something nice for jeno” Doyoung said, trying to keep his voice calm.

 

Jaehyun snorted. "How noble of you," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "you know what they say about omegas and money. You're all just looking for a free ride." Doyoung's eyes flashed with anger. "That's not true," he said, crossing his arms. "And it's not your place to make assumptions about me."

 

Jaehyun smirked, clearly enjoying the reaction he was getting. "Relax, omega," he said, his voice deceptively calm. "I was just joking." But Doyoung knew better. Jaehyun's words struck a nerve, and he couldn't help but feel a stab of hurt.

 

Before he could respond, Jeno tugged on his sleeve. "Hyung, can we play with my new toys?" he asked, oblivious to the tension in the room. Doyoung sighed and tried to push his hurt aside, as he stared down at the little alpha and before he could avert his gaze to Jaehyun

 

The door of the house slammed shut, Jaehyun went out, and Doyoung let out a sigh of relief. The alpha's words had stung, He turned to Jeno, who was looking up with wide eyes. "Let's go open up the new toys," he said, bending down to scoop him up in a hug.

 

"H-hyung is always mean" jeno wrapped his little arms around Doyoung's neck, burying his face into the omega's shoulder. Doyoung squeezed him back, trying to reassure him. "It's okay, Jeno. Let's not worry about Jaehyun right now. We have a whole day of fun ahead of us," he said, trying to lighten the mood.

 

As the hours passed, Doyoung did his best to keep Jeno occupied and happy. They played outside, the sun casting warm patterns on their skin, and the smell of freshly cut grass filling the air. They built forts out of cardboard boxes and had a mini-Olympics in the backyard, with Doyoung acting as both coach and cheerleader. By the time lunch rolled around, Jeno was exhausted, his cheeks flushed from laughter and exertion.

 

Doyoung prepared a simple meal of sandwiches and fruit, trying to keep the sugar content low as per Mr. Jung's instructions. They ate at the kitchen table, Jeno chattering away about his favorite cartoons while Doyoung listened with a smile. Despite the earlier tension with Jaehyun, Doyoung found himself feeling more relaxed, the joy of spending time with a child he was growing to care for seeping into his bones.

 

Dinner was a more elaborate affair, with Doyoung cooking up a storm in the kitchen. He had picked up some fresh ingredients from the market earlier, and he wanted to treat Jeno to something special. The smell of garlic and chicken sizzling in the pan filled the house, and Jeno's stomach rumbled in anticipation. They sat down to eat together, the TV playing another nature documentary in the background. Doyoung had to admit, it was a nice change from his routine, he started to like this life.

 

As they ate and baked cookies, too tired to stay awake. His eyes grew heavy and his head began to nod, chin resting on his chest Doyoung noticed the untouched cookie in his small hand, crumbs scattered on the table in front of him. He gently took the cookie away, brushing off the crumbs and placed it on a plate. He carried Jeno to his bed, laying him down with care. The young alpha didn't even stir as Doyoung pulled the covers up to his chin.

 

Doyoung returned to the kitchen, cleaning up the mess they had made. He felt a sense of satisfaction as he put everything away, the house now smelling of warm chocolate and vanilla. He took one last look at Jeno, sleeping peacefully, before heading to the guest room, Jaehyun was still out but he couldn't care less, he changeed into his pajamas, a cropped white top with Teddy bears patterns on it and matched shorts, he climbed into the bed, the sheets cool and welcoming, drifting into deep sleep.

 

Suddenly, a strange sound jolted him awake. It was faint, but it was definitely there. He sat up, his heart racing. The house was silent except for the distant hum of the TV. He glanced at the clock; it was past midnight. The sound grew louder, and Doyoung realized it was coming from Jaehyun's room. He swung his legs out of bed and padded down the hallway, his bare feet cold against the hardwood floor.

 

As he passed Jaehyun's room, the door was open a crack. He could see a sliver of light spilling out into the darkened hallway. Doyoung's curiosity got the better of him, and he peeked through the gap. His eyes widened in shock as he saw Jaehyun sitting against the bored of his bed, hands moving up and down his massive cock. The alpha's eyes were glued to his laptop, his hips thrusting slightly with each stroke slightly, Doyoung's eyes widened and he jerked back out of shock, his back hitting the picture behind making a thud. He froze, holding his breath, his heart hammering in his chest. He didn't mean to spy but he couldn't help but feel like he'd stumbled upon something he wasn't meant to see.

 

But then, the door swung open, and Jaehyun was standing there, his eyes narrowed, his boxer is up but his hard cock visible and outlined. "What the fuck are you doing?" he barked, his voice harsh and accusatory. Doyoung's cheeks burned with embarrassment as he stumbled over his words, trying to come up with an excuse. "I-I heard a noise," he stammered, his eyes glued to the floor. "And I was just checking on Jeno.”

 

Jaehyun's gaze raked over him, taking in Doyoung's disheveled pajamas "You're a fucking liar," he said, his voice a low growl. "What are you really doing here?" Doyoung's heart raced, his mind racing to come up with a plausible explanation. "I... I woke up to go to the bathroom"

 

Doyoung felt like a deer caught in headlights, his eyes darting around the room for a means of escape. But Jaehyun's stance was unyielding, his arms folded over his bare chest, his erection still prominent and huge in his boxer "You expect me to believe that?" he sneered. "Or did you just get a little too curious about what an alpha does in private?"

 

Doyoung's cheeks burned even hotter, and he swallowed hard. "I didn't mean to—"

 

"Look at me," Jaehyun ordered, his voice a soft but firm command. Doyoung's eyes snapped up to meet the alpha's gaze, and he found himself unable to look away. Jaehyun's eyes searched his face, a hint of amusement playing at the corners of his mouth. "You want to know what an alpha does un private, don't you?".

 

Doyoung's breath hitched in his throat, his body betraying him with a shiver of desire. He knew he should leave, but his legs felt like they were made of jelly. "I-I'm sorry," he managed to whisper, his voice shaking. "I'll go back to bed."

 

But Jaehyun didn't let him go. Instead, he took a step forward, his hand snaking out to grab Doyoung's wrist. He yanked the omega into his room, making him stumble and collide with the alpha's muscular chest. Doyoung's breath left him in a whoosh, the feel of Jaehyun's hard body against his own sending a bolt of heat through him.

 

"you're not going anywhere," Jaehyun said, his voice a low rumble. His hand slid down to Doyoung's waist, gripping him tightly "Not until you've seen what you came here for."

 

Doyoung's heart was racing, his pulse a wild drumbeat in his ears. He could feel the heat of Jaehyun's body against his own, the alpha's erection pressing against his stomach "Let me go," Doyoung said, trying to pull away, but Jaehyun's grip was like iron. "I said I'm sorry."

 

Jaehyun's smirk grew wider. "Sorry doesn't cut it," he said, his eyes darkening. "You're going to have to pay the price for invading my privacy."

 

Doyoung's eyes narrowed, his fear morphing into anger. "Let go of me," he said, his voice firm. But Jaehyun's grip only tightened, his other hand coming up to cup Doyoung's cheek, his thumb tracing the plumpness of his bottom lip.

 

"What's the matter?" Jaehyun taunted. "Aren't you dressing like that to seduce me? Coming to my bedroom at night Wanting me to fuck your pretty cunt till-"

 

The words were like a match to dry kindling. Without thinking, Doyoung's hand shot up, and he slapped Jaehyun across the face. The sound echoed through the room, sharp and final. Jaehyun's head snapped back, surprise flashing across his features before his eyes narrowed into slits.

 

The alpha's grip on Doyoung's waist tightened, his body tense with anger. "You little bitch," he growled, raising his hand as if to retaliate.

 

Doyoung's heart raced, adrenaline coursing through his veins. He knew he was in trouble, but the heat between them had gone from confusing to volatile in a heartbeat. He had to get out of this situation before it escalated further. "I said let go," he repeated, his voice shaking.

 

For a moment, Jaehyun just stared at him, his hand hovering in the air. Then, slowly, his expression changed. The anger in his eyes morphed into something else, something darker and more primal. He took a step closer, his hand grabbing the back of his neck, gripping him firmly. "You're playing with fire, omega," he murmured, his breath hot against Doyoung's upper lips "If you ever hit me again, I will rape the shit out of you"

 

Doyoung's stomach dropped, the air in the room thick with Jaehyun's rage and lust. He could feel the alpha's hot breath on his neck, his heart hammering in his chest like a drum. "You should Thank god that jeno is home" Jaehyun smirked before pulling away "But don't think you're off the hook just yet," he said, his voice a low purr.

 

The tension in the room was palpable, the air heavy with the scent of their combined arousal. Doyoung knew he had to get away, to put some distance between them before things went too far.

 

He retreated to the guest room, his mind racing. He couldn't believe what had just happened. He had never felt so... desired by an alpha before, and it was both terrifying and exhilarating. He knew he had to keep his emotions in check, for Jeno's sake and his own.

 

Doyoung took deep breaths, trying to calm himself down. He could still feel the heat from Jaehyun's touch, the alpha's words echoing in his head. He knew he couldn't let Jaehyun's behavior go unaddressed, but he also didn't want to cause any more trouble. He needed to talk to someone about this, but who? He didn't want to worry Mr. and Mrs. Jung.

 

As he lay in bed, the events of the night replayed in his mind. The way Jaehyun had looked at him, the way his hand had felt on Doyoung's skin... it was all too much. He tried to push the thoughts away, but they lingered, a seductive whisper in the dark.

♡

The next morning, Doyoung woke up early, determined to ignore the previous night's events. He put on a brave face for Jeno, making him breakfast and playing games with him, but the tension in the house was thick. Jaehyun didn't emerge from his room until well after lunch, and when he did, he barely spared Doyoung a glance.

 

The rest of the weekend passed in a blur of activities and avoidance. Doyoung kept Jeno busy with trips to the park, baking sessions, and even a DIY art project that resulted in paint splattered across the kitchen. He tried to keep Jaehyun out of their way, but the alpha seemed to appear whenever he least expected it, his presence a constant reminder of the unresolved tension between them.

 

On Sunday evening, as Doyoung was helping Jeno with his bath, he heard his phone ringing, it was Ms. Jung, they were supposed to come back home tomorrow. He quickly handed the washcloth to Jeno. "You finish up, I'll be right back," he said, stepping out of the bathroom.

 

"Hello?" he answered, his voice a mix of curiosity and apprehension."Doyoung, this is Ms. Jung," she said, her voice apologetic. "I'm afraid we have some bad news. Our trip got extended. We're going to be away for a month." Doyoung's heart sank, the implications of her words hitting him like a ton of bricks "Oh, no problem," he said, trying to keep his voice steady. "I can manage Jeno for that long."

 

"Thank you so much," she said, relief evident in her tone. "We're really in a bind, and we couldn't ask for a better person to take care of him."

 

"But..." Doyoung hesitated, "What about Jaehyun?"

 

"Don't worry about him," she assured. "He'll be busy with school and work. You just focus on Jeno." Doyoung couldn't help but feel a twinge of unease. A month with Jaehyun in the same house was going to be a challenge, but he had to keep his cool for Jeno's sake. "Okay," he said, swallowing hard. "I'll stay."

 

Mrs. Jung's voice grew brighter. "And as a token of our appreciation, we're going to double your pay," she said. "We know it's a lot to ask, and we want to make sure you're well compensated." Doyoung's eyes widened. The extra money would be a huge help, and it meant he could finally start saving for the cafe he always dreamed of. "Thank you," he said, trying to keep the excitement out of his voice. "I'll do my best."

 

He hung up the phone and took a deep breath, trying to compose himself before returning to the bathroom. He had to stay professional, no matter what happened with Jaehyun. He had Jeno to think about, and now, a whole month of bills to pay But when he walked back in, Jeno was out of the tub, wrapped in a towel, looking at him with wide, worried eyes. "Doyoung, you okay?" he asked, his small voice filled with concern.

 

Doyoung forced a smile. "Yeah, I'm fine," he said, ruffling the little alpha's hair. "Just had some good news from your mom. We're going to have a lot more fun together for the next month." Jeno's face lit up. "Really?" he squealed, jumping up and down. "Yay!"

 

Doyoung couldn't help but laugh, the sound of the child's joy pushing aside his own fears. He had a job to do, and he was going to do it well, even if it meant dealing with Jaehyun.

 

The following days passed with a strange rhythm. Jaehyun remained mostly absent, leaving early in the morning and coming back late at night. Doyoung focused on Jeno, taking him to school, helping with his homework, and making sure he was well fed and happy.

 

It was all going well until that thrusday night, when Doyoung heard the sound of the front door slamming shut long after midnight His heart raced as he recognized the unmistakable stumble of intoxicated footsteps making their way down the hallway. He knew it was Jaehyun, and he was in no mood for the alpha's games.

 

He peeked from his room, Jaehyun was in his school uniform disheveled and his tie hanging loose around his neck and his shirt untucked. Jaehyun's steps grew louder as he approached Jeno's room, the smell of alcohol wafting in the air. Doyoung's instincts kicked in. He couldn't let the alpha disturb the sleeping child. He stepped out into the hallway, blocking Jaehyun's path.

 

"Ohh, the babysitter is up" Jaehyun's voice was slurred, and his eyes were glazed over. Doyoung's stomach churned with a mix of anger and concern. "You need to go to bed," he said firmly, planting himself between Jaehyun and Jeno's room. "You're drunk." Jaehyun sneered, his eyes roving over Doyoung's body as always. "What's it with you?" His eyes taking Doyoung's fully clothes figure, the omega was wearing a pajamas with proper pants and top now, his skin covered.

 

"You're dressing properly now" the alpha laughed, his voice thick with sarcasm. "What's the point when your pretty face and pheromones are enough to turn me on" the alpha close the distance between them, his breath smelling of alcohol. . Doyoung stepped back, his heart racing "Jaehyun, go to your room. Now."

 

Jaehyun's smile grew wider, his eyes predatory as he leaned in closer, his hand reaching out to brush a stray lock of hair from Doyoung's face. "Don't be cruel Doyoungie" Doyoung flinched at the nickname, hands travelling up to Jaehyun's chest "You're always busy caring about jeno, How about you care about me for once?"

 

Doyoung felt a shiver of fear but also something else, something he didn't want to acknowledge, as Jaehyun's hand lingered on his cheek. He stepped back, putting more space between them. "I'm not here to take care of you," he said, his voice firm, "I need an omega to take care of me too" the alpha grabbed Doyoung's hand leading it to his crotch.

 

Jaehyun's grip was firm, and Doyoung could feel the alpha's hardness through his pants. He jerked his hand away, his face flushing with anger and embarrassment. "Jaehyun, stop it," he said, his voice trembling.

 

Jaehyun's smirk grew wider. "Why should I?" he slurred. "You're the one that got me all worked up." He took a step closer, his hand moving to trace the outline of Doyoung's body. "You're so fucking pretty, damn" he murmured. "It's not fair for me to keep holding myself back like this"

 

Doyoung's eyes widened as he realized what was happening. Jaehyun leaned in, his lips crashing down onto Doyoung's in a bruising kiss. He tasted of whiskey and mint, his breath hot and demanding. Doyoung's body responded instinctively, his own arousal spiking despite his protests. He pushed at Jaehyun's chest.

 

the alpha was too strong, too insistent. His hands roamed over Doyoung's body, sending waves of panic and unwanted pleasure through him.

 

Doyoung's mind raced, trying to think of a way to get out of this situation without making it worse. He didn't want to anger Jaehyun further, not with Jeno sleeping just a few feet away. He could feel the alpha's erection pressing against his thigh, and his stomach twisted with fear and revulsion. He tried to keep his face neutral, his body still, hoping that if he didn't respond, Jaehyun would lose interest.

 

But Jaehyun was relentless. His tongue pushed past Doyoung's lips, and he groaned as he felt the omega's teeth graze his lower lip. Doyoung's body was on high alert, his mind screaming at him to fight, but his instincts whispered to submit, to let the alpha have his way. He pushed harder against Jaehyun's chest, his nails digging into the alpha's shirt. "Stop," he murmured, trying to keep his voice steady.

 

Jaehyun pulled back, his eyes gleaming with lust. "Why?" he whispered, his hand moving to the waistband of Doyoung's pajamas. "You want this, I can smell it on you." He leaned in again, his teeth grazing Doyoung's earlobe.

 

Doyoung's body betrayed him as a shiver of desire shot through him, and he found himself leaning into the alpha's touch despite his better judgment. Jaehyun's hand slid under his pants to the apex of his thighs, his fingers brushing against the fabric of his panties covering his sensitive clit. He gasped, his legs involuntarily parting slightly.

 

Jaehyun's smile grew, and he took it as an invitation. He gently tugged the fabric aside, exposing Doyoung's hardened nub under his pants. His thumb circled it slowly, eliciting a soft moan from the omega's lips. Doyoung's eyes rolled back in his head, his body responding to the alpha's touch despite his fear and anger.

 

The alpha's movements grew bolder, his thumb flicking faster as he felt Doyoung's wetness seep through the fabric. He leaned in closer, his hot breath tickling Doyoung's neck as he whispered, "You like it, don't you?" His other hand slid up to grip the omega's chin, forcing him to meet his gaze. "Say it."

 

Doyoung's breath hitched, his mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. He didn't want this, but his body was singing a different tune. "I... I don't know," he whispered, his voice hoarse with need.

 

Jaehyun chuckled darkly. "Liar," he murmured, his thumb pressing down firmly. Doyoung's knees buckled, and he would have fallen if not for Jaehyun's strong arms holding him up. "You're so wet for me," he said, his voice a low growl. "Just admit it."

 

Doyoung's eyes squeezed shut, his body trembling under the alpha's touch. He didn't want to admit it, but he was powerless against Jaehyun's dominance, The alpha's voice grew husky, his grip on Doyoung's chin tightening. "You're so stubborn", his thumb moving in a slow, deliberate circle around the omega's clit. Doyoung bit his lip to stifle a moan.

 

his eyes watering with the effort of maintaining eye contact. "But I'll make you admit it," Jaehyun promised, a glint of determination in his eyes.

 

With a sudden, surprising gentleness, Jaehyun leaned in and kissed Doyoung again, his lips soft and coaxing. This time, Doyoung didn't resist. He couldn't. The alpha's hand on his neck was firm but not painful, guiding him closer. Their tongues met, and Doyoung felt a bolt of electricity shoot through him, his clit against Jaehyun's fingers, the pleasure was overwhelming.

 

He had to stand on his tippy toes to meet the alpha's height, his body arching into the touch. Jaehyun's thumb continued to circle his clit, his other hand moving to cup Doyoung's ass, pulling him closer. Doyoung's arms wrapped around the alpha's neck, his body moving in time with the rhythm of Jaehyun's hand. He could feel the alpha's erection pressing against him, and he knew he should be scared, should be pushing him away. But instead, he found himself grinding against the alpha's hand, desperately seeking more.

 

"Jaehyun," he gasped, breaking the kiss. "We can't do this." The alpha chuckled, his eyes gleaming with victory. "Why not?" he asked, his thumb unrelenting. "You're here, I'm here, and we both want it." Doyoung swallowed hard, trying to find the words to resist. "What about Jeno?" he managed to croak out. "What if he wakes up?" Jaehyun's expression softened, his eyes flickering towards the closed door of the little alpha's room.

 

With a sudden shift, Jaehyun's grip on Doyoung's chin turned into a gentle caress. "Don't worry about him," he murmured, his thumb still working its magic. "He's a heavy sleeper. And if he wakes up, you can handle it And put him back to sleep." He leaned in, his teeth grazing Doyoung's ear. "Let me take care of you," he whispered, his breath sending shivers down Doyoung's spine.

 

"J-Jaehyun no" But it was too late, Jaehyun had already pulled his hand out of Doyoung's panties, the sticky wetness of his arousal leaving a trail on his palm as he yanked the omega down the hallway to the guest room. Doyoung stumbled, his legs weak from the sudden rush of pleasure and fear. He didn't want this, not like this, his first time being touch like this by an alpha, not by someone who had been nothing but cruel to him. But his body was singing a different tune, his pussy leaking all over his pants.

 

Once inside the room, Jaehyun slammed the door shut with his foot and pushed Doyoung onto the bed, his body hovering over the omega's "You've been driving me crazy," Jaehyun said, his voice low and hungry. "I've wanted you from the moment I saw you."

 

Doyoung's eyes were wide with a mix of fear and desire, his chest heaving with shallow breaths. "Jaehyun, this isn't right," he protested weakly, but the alpha's hands were already at the buttons of his shirt, peeling it open to reveal the pale, smooth skin beneath.

 

Jaehyun's eyes lingered on Doyoung's small, pert breasts, his gaze darkening with desire. "So perfect," he murmured, his thumbs brushing over the fabric of the omega's bra, teasing the sensitive flesh beneath. "You're so pretty" Doyoung's cheeks flamed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. He had always been self-conscious about his size, he knows that male omegas are born with very tiny breasts yet he always wanted them to be bigger "Jaehyun, please," he begged, his voice trembling.

 

Jaehyun leaned in, his breath hot against Doyoung's skin as he unhooked the clasp of the omega's bra. The fabric fell away, revealing the soft mounds of his chest, the pale skin contrasting with the dark areolae surrounding his nipples. "So sensitive," the alpha murmured, his calloused thumbs brushing over the tight buds. Doyoung gasped, his body arching into the touch despite his protests.

 

Jaehyun's movements grew more urgent, his teeth grazing the soft flesh of Doyoung's neck as he kissed a trail down to his chest. He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking hard, and Doyoung's body responded with a jolt of pleasure. The alpha's roughness was surprisingly gentle, his teeth scraping just enough to send waves of sensation through the omega's body without causing pain.

 

"Y-you jerk, stop this" Doyoung hit the alpha with his tiny fists as if he wasn't enjoying it, his voice weak, his protests a mere whisper against the onslaught of pleasure Jaehyun's mouth was bestowing on his sensitive nipples. His body was on fire, his arousal coating his inner thighs, and he could feel his heat approaching.

 

Jaehyun chuckled, his teeth grazing Doyoung's skin, leaving a trail of light nips as he made his way down to the omega's navel. His movements were rough, but there was a surprising gentleness to his touch, a tenderness that belied the aggression in his eyes. He knew exactly how much pressure to apply, how much to give without causing pain. His teeth scraped lightly over Doyoung's collarbone, sending shivers down his spine.

 

Doyoung's hips bucked upward, seeking more contact, more friction. He didn't know what was happening to him, why he was responding like this to the alpha's advances. He had always been so dismissive of him, so cruel. But here, in the dark of the night, Jaehyun's touch was undeniable, a siren's call that he couldn't resist.

 

"Stop denying it," Jaehyun growled, his eyes burning into Doyoung's as he pinned the omega's wrists to the bed above his head. His grip was firm but not painful, his thumbs brushing against the soft skin of Doyoung's inner wrists, sending shivers down the omega's arms.

 

Doyoung's chest heaved with shallow, panicked breaths as Jaehyun leaned down, his teeth capturing the omega's lower lip in a bruising kiss. The alpha's tongue demanded entry, and despite his fear, Doyoung couldn't help but open his mouth, allowing the alpha's tongue to explore and conquer. The kiss was deep, claiming, and it left Doyoung's head spinning.

 

"Jae... Jaehyun," Doyoung whimpered, his eyes fluttering closed. The alpha's kiss was unlike anything he had ever experienced—dominant, yet somehow reassuring. It was as if Jaehyun was claiming him, marking him as his own, and the omega's body responded with a desperation that frightened him.

 

Jaehyun's weight shifted, and Doyoung felt the alpha's hand move from his wrists to his waist, his thumbs digging into the soft flesh as he pulled him closer.

 

The alpha's kiss grew deeper, more possessive, as if trying to claim Doyoung's very soul. The omega's protests turned into needy whimpers, his body betraying him with every passing second. He didn't want to want this, didn't want to crave the touch of someone who had been so cruel, but his body had other ideas.

 

"Jaehyun, you're still a kid"

 

With a sudden movement, Jaehyun tore his mouth away from Doyoung's and reached to unbutton his shirt, revealing the toned abs and broad chest that lay beneath. The fabric whispered as it slid off his shoulders, pooling around his waist, leaving his torso bare. Doyoung's eyes widened, taking in the sight of the alpha's muscular frame, his skin flushed with desire and the room's warmth.

 

Jaehyun's eyes never left Doyoung's, watching the omega's pupils dilate with every inch of skin revealed. He knew Doyoung was attracted to him; it was evident in the way his chest rose and fell with shallow breaths, the way his body quivered under his gaze. The alpha smirked, feeling a thrill of power as he tossed the shirt aside "do I look like a kid to you?"

 

Doyoung's voice was a breathless whisper. "N-no," he admitted, his eyes tracing the contours of Jaehyun's chest, the trail of dark hair that led down to his belt. "But...." Doyoung's could feel his voice stuck in his throat, his heart hammering in his chest like a wild beast trying to escape.

 

Jaehyun's smirk grew as he leaned down, capturing Doyoung's mouth again. His tongue slipped past the omega's lips, exploring the warm cavern with a hunger that seemed insatiable. Doyoung's protests turned into moans as the alpha's hand slid down to cup his ass, pulling him closer, their hips now grinding together.

 

"Y-your parents" Doyoung reminded the alpha, trying to pull away. "They will be angry at me" Jaehyun's grip tightened. "They can fuck off," he murmured against Doyoung's neck, nuzzling his nose unto his scent glands. "This is between us."

 

Doyoung's eyes filled with tears, his voice trembling. "What if they find out?" Jaehyun paused, his eyes narrowing slightly. "They won't," he said with a dark promise. "I'll make sure of it." He leaned in, his teeth grazing Doyoung's earlobe. "Now, let me show you how much i want you" his voice low and seductive.

 

Doyoung's body was screaming for release, his heat making it difficult to think straight. He wanted to push Jaehyun away, but his traitorous body was begging for more. "I-I can't," he whispered, his voice shaking with the effort of resisting.

 

Jaehyun's eyes searched Doyoung's, and for a moment, something like regret flickered across his features. "I'll be gentle," he promised, his voice softer now. "Just tell me to stop, and I will." Doyoung's eyes searched the alpha's, looking for any sign of the cruelty that had marked their previous interactions. But all he saw was desire, raw and unfiltered.

 

"Please," Doyoung begged, his voice barely above a whisper. "Don't do this." But even as he said the words, his hips rolled upward, seeking the alpha's touch. Jaehyun's eyes darkened, and he leaned in to kiss Doyoung again, his hand sliding down to the omega's pants.

 

Doyoung felt the fabric slide down his legs, the cool air of the room hitting his overheated skin, his milky thighs gets exposed to the alpha's eyes. "Jaehyun," he whimpered, his voice filled with desperation. "Please." Jaehyun leaned back, his eyes raking over Doyoung's exposed body. "What is it, omega?" he asked, his voice a mix of teasing and challenge. "You want me to stop?"

 

Doyoung's eyes pleaded with the alpha, his cheeks flushed with a mix of arousal and fear. "I don't know," he admitted, his voice shaking. "But I'm scared."

 

Jaehyun's gaze softened, his thumb brushing over Doyoung's bottom lip. "You don't have to be," he murmured. "I won't hurt you." He leaned in, his mouth claiming the omega's again, his tongue delving deep, tasting the sweetness of Doyoung's submission.

 

Doyoung's body melted into the alpha's, his arms wrapping around Jaehyun's neck, pulling him closer. "But what if..." he trailed off, his thoughts a jumbled mess of want and doubt. Jaehyun's hand slid down his side, his fingers brushing against the silk of Doyoung's panties. The omega's hips jerked at the contact, a soft moan escaping his lips.

 

"But what if what?" Jaehyun whispered, his voice a gentle rumble against Doyoung's skin. "Tell me, and I'll make it right." His hand slid over the fabric, his fingertips grazing the omega's clit, making him gasp.

 

"What if I can't handle it?" Doyoung's voice was a tremulous whisper against Jaehyun's lips. The alpha's hand paused, his thumb hovering over the sensitive bud of Doyoung's clit, "did you do it before?"

 

Jaehyun pulled back, his eyes searching Doyoung's. "No," Doyoung admitted, his cheeks flushing a darker shade of red. "I-I haven't been with an alpha before." The alpha's expression grew serious, his eyes dark with understanding. "You're a virgin?" Doyoung nodded, his eyes downcast.

 

"Fuck, you're making me want you more" Doyoung's heart skipped a beat at Jaehyun's crude admission. He knew he should be offended, but all he felt was a strange thrill at the idea of being desired so intensely. He closed his eyes, his body trembling as Jaehyun's fingertips dragged his panties down to expose his moist cunt, his slick sticky and glistening under the moonlight that went through the window.

 

"Look at me," Jaehyun demanded, his voice low and rough. Doyoung's eyes snapped open, meeting the alpha's heated gaze. "You have to trust me, Doyoung."

 

Doyoung took a deep, shuddering breath, his eyes searching Jaehyun's face for any sign of the malice that had been there before. But all he saw was hunger, a raw, primal need that seemed to consume the alpha. He didn't trust Jaehyun, not after the way he had treated him, but his body was begging for release, his heat pulsing through him like a heartbeat.

 

"You don't trust me, do you?"

 

Doyoung swallowed hard, his eyes darting to Jaehyun's hand still hovering over his bare skin. "No," he whispered truthfully. "You've been nothing but a jerk to me"

 

Jaehyun's expression tightened, his hand stilling. "I know," he said, his voice low. "But I'm not like that now. I just want to make you feel good." Doyoung's eyes searched the alpha's face, looking for any sign of deceit, any hint that this was just another one of his cruel games. But all he saw was desire, raw and undeniable. "Why now?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper "Because you want to use me to satisfy your needs?"

 

Jaehyun's eyes flashed with a hint of anger at the accusation, but his voice remained calm. "Because I can't get you out of my head," he admitted, his thumb tracing the plump folds of Doyoung's cunt. "Because every time I see you taking care of Jeno, I can't help but want to claim you, make you my omega.”

 

Doyoung's breath hitched, his body responding to the alpha's touch despite his words. "But what about tomorrow?" he asked, his voice trembling. "What happens when you sober up and remember what you've done?"

 

Jaehyun leaned in, his breath hot against Doyoung's ear. "Tomorrow, I'll still want you," he murmured, his teeth scraping the sensitive skin of the omega's neck as if threatening to mark him "I'll always want you." His hand moved lower, his fingers sliding through the slickness of Doyoung's arousal, his knuckles brushing against the omega's hole.

 

"I have never seen an omega that's pretty as you" Doyoung felt a strange mix of anger and arousal at Jaehyun's words. He didn't want to be an object of the alpha's desire, a mere convenience to satisfy his needs. But the way Jaehyun's fingers danced around his entrance, the gentle pressure building, was making it difficult to focus on anything else.

 

Jaehyun pulled away, his hand moving to his own pants. Doyoung's eyes widened as he watched the alpha free his erection, the size of it taking his breath away. It was thick and long, the head a dark shade of purple, the veins bulging with desire, it was larger than Doyoung remembers, does his cock keep growing at this age?

 

The omega couldn't help but stare, his fear momentarily overridden by the sheer size of the alpha's member. It was a thing of beauty, a symbol of power and virility that seemed to demand attention. He had seen pictures, of course, but nothing had prepared him for the reality of it, so close and personal.

 

Jaehyun noticed Doyoung's wide-eyed gaze and smirked, stroking himself slowly. "Like what you see?" he taunted, his hand moving up and down his length with a practiced ease that made Doyoung's stomach clench. "You're going to take all of it," he murmured, his eyes never leaving the omega's face.

 

Doyoung's heart was racing, his fear and desire warring within him. He didn't know what to say, his voice trapped in his throat. All he could do was nod, his eyes still glued to the alpha's cock.

 

With a wicked smile, Jaehyun kicked off the rest of his pants. He positioned himself between Doyoung's legs, his cock nudging against the omega's entrance. Doyoung felt his body tense, his muscles tightening around the alpha's intrusion. He knew this was a mistake, knew that he should push Jaehyun away, but his body was begging for more.

 

Jaehyun leaned in, his breath hot against Doyoung's neck. "Ready?" he asked, his voice a low rumble that seemed to vibrate through the omega's body. Doyoung was still unsure "it's too huge" Ignoring Doyoung's protest, Jaehyun kissed him again, his hand moving between their bodies to position his cock at the omega's entrance.

 

He pushed in slowly, his eyes never leaving Doyoung's. The omega's eyes went wide with shock and pain as the alpha's girth stretched him open. Doyoung's nails dug into the bed sheets, his body tense with the effort of holding back a scream.

 

Jaehyun paused, his eyes searching Doyoung's as he felt the omega's body resisting him. "It's okay," he murmured, his voice soothing despite the raging need that was consuming him. "I'll go slow."

 

Doyoung's eyes were squeezed shut, his teeth clenched as he felt the alpha's cock breach his entrance. "It's too big," he choked out, his voice tight with pain. Jaehyun's expression softened, his grip on Doyoung's hips gentle as he held himself back. "I know," he said, his voice strained with restraint. "But you're made for this."

 

He leaned in, his teeth grazing Doyoung's ear. "You're so tight," he whispered, his voice thick with lust. "So perfect." Doyoung's body tensed even more at the praise, his fear and confusion giving way to a desperate need to please the alpha. He took a deep breath and forced his muscles to relax, feeling the head of Jaehyun's cock slip inside him with a pop that made them both gasp.

 

The alpha's hand slid up Doyoung's body, his thumb finding the omega's clit and beginning to rub it in slow, deliberate circles. The pain began to recede, replaced by a building pressure that made Doyoung's toes curl. He could feel his body stretching around the alpha, accommodating him inch by inch. "That's it," Jaehyun coaxed, his voice low and gentle. "Take me all in."

 

Doyoung's eyes snapped open, meeting Jaehyun's intense gaze. He could see the alpha's restraint, the way his jaw was clenched with the effort of not plunging in all at once. It was terrifying and thrilling all at the same time. He nodded, his voice a mere whimper. "Okay."

 

Jaehyun's movements grew more deliberate, his cock sliding in and out of Doyoung with a slow, agonizing pace that had the omega's nails digging into the alpha's back. "You're doing so good," he praised, his voice a warm rumble that seemed to resonate in Doyoung's very soul. "So tight, so wet."

 

The omega's hips began to move in time with the alpha's, his body starting to crave the fullness that Jaehyun's length brought him. He could feel the alpha's cock veins against his walls "Fuck," Doyoung whispered, his voice breaking. "I-I need more."

 

Jaehyun's grip on Doyoung's hips tightened, his strokes growing deeper, more forceful. "Tell me," he growled, his teeth nipping at the omega's ear. "Tell me you want it."

 

Doyoung's eyes rolled back in his head, his voice a keening whine. "I-I want it," he stuttered, "Please Jaehyun, m-more"

 

Jaehyun grinned in triumph, his hand moving to cover Doyoung's mouth as he began to thrust faster, his hips slamming into the omega's with an almost brutal force that made the bed shake. The alpha's teeth grazed the sensitive skin of Doyoung's neck, his breath hot and ragged against the omega's ear as he muffled his cries of pleasure. "You're mine," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "Say it."

 

Doyoung could feel his body responding to the alpha's claim, his walls clenching around the thick cock that filled him so completely. "Yours," he moaned, the word barely audible against Jaehyun's palm. The alpha's hand tightened, stifling his cries even further.

 

The room was filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin, the sweet symphony of their muted moans, and the creak of the bed beneath them. Doyoung's eyes kept darting to the door, fearful that Jeno would wake up and catch them in the act. But Jaehyun was relentless, his hips pumping into the omega with a rhythm that was both punishing and exquisite.

 

Doyoung's body was a maelstrom of sensation, his senses overwhelmed by the alpha's scent, the feel of his warm flesh, and the pressure building within him. He could feel his orgasm approaching, a wave of pleasure that threatened to drown him, despite the pain of his first time. Jaehyun's teeth sank into his neck, the sting of the bite sending a jolt of electricity down his spine, and suddenly, he was there, his body convulsing around the alpha's cock as he came with a muffled scream.

 

As Doyoung came down from his high he felt the alpha's cock growing even thicker, the knot swelling even more and he knew what was coming next. He started to panic, his fear overshadowing the pleasure. He didn't want to get pregnant, not like this, not by Jaehyun. He began to struggle, his small fists hitting the alpha's chest, his voice high pitched and desperate. "Jaehyun,pull out, y-your knot," he pleaded, trying to push the alpha away.

 

Jaehyun's eyes darkened with lust, his teeth elongating as his orgasm neared. He growled, his hand reaching up to cover Doyoung's mouth, muffling his protests. "Shh," he murmured, his voice a low rumble. "It's okay, I got you." But Doyoung knew it wasn't okay, his mind racing with the consequences of the alpha's knot locking inside him.

 

With a final, powerful thrust, Jaehyun pulled out, his cock slipping from Doyoung's tight channel with an obscene wet sound. The omega's eyes widened with relief, only to be replaced by shock as the alpha's knot remained outside, his seed spurting onto Doyoung's lower stomach in thick, ropy strands. The warmth spread across his skin, and the scent of the alpha's release filled the room, overpowering Doyoung's own scent.

 

Doyoung felt the alpha's warmth on his skin, the sticky wetness of his cum, and the reality of what just happened hit him like a ton of bricks. He had just lost his virginity to Jung Jaehyun!, and fear coiled in his gut at the thought of what the Jung family would do if they found out.

 

Jaehyun watched the omega's reaction, his eyes dark with satisfaction. He leaned in, licking the sweat from Doyoung's neck before pressing a gentle kiss to his collarbone. "You're mine now," he murmured, his voice low and possessive. Doyoung's body shuddered at the words, his emotions a tumultuous storm of fear, anger, and unwelcome pleasure.

 

The omega's eyes were wide with shock, his chest heaving as he tried to comprehend the situation. "What have we done?" he whispered, his voice trembling. Jaehyun smirked, his hand moving down to cup Doyoung's cheek. "We've started something beautiful," he said, his thumb brushing away a tear that had escaped the omega's eye.

 

Doyoung pushed Jaehyun's hand away, his eyes flashing with anger. "This isn't beautiful," he spat, his voice shaking with emotion. "This is wrong, you marked me!"

 

Jaehyun leaned back, "You liked it," he said, his voice smug,his chest heaving with his own breaths, Doyoung's cheeks burned with humiliation. "That doesn't mean I gave you the permission to mark me" he retorted, his voice growing stronger with each word.

 

"Well, I marked you, end of the story, regretting it now?" Jaehyun's voice was a dark whisper, his smug expression unyielding as he studied Doyoung's face, the omega's eyes glistening with unshed tears, Doyoung stared at the sticky mess on his stomach, feeling a mix of disgust and unwanted arousal. He didn't know how to process what had just happened. "What now?" he choked out, his voice barely above a whisper.

 

"You're my omega now," Jaehyun said, his voice filled with a smug satisfaction that made Doyoung's stomach twist. "You'll get used to it." He leaned in, his breath hot against Doyoung's cheek, and the omega flinched at the proximity.

 

"Don't touch me ever again" Doyoung managed to say, his voice shaking with a mix of anger and fear, he pushed Jaehyun away before standing up but his legs gave up from under him. The alpha caught him with a chuckle "You can't even stand straight, and you want to push me away?" Doyoung felt his cheeks burn with humiliation. "Please, just leave me alone," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

 

Jaehyun studied him for a moment, his expression unreadable. Then, with a sigh, he stood up, tucking his softening cock back into his pants. "Fine," he said, his voice clipped. "But don't think this changes anything." He leaned in, his breath hot against Doyoung's ear. "You're mine now, whether you like it or not." With that, he turned and left the room, the door slamming shut behind him.

 

Doyoung sank to the floor, his legs giving out beneath him. He stared at the closed door, his mind racing with thoughts of what had just happened. He felt dirty, used, and utterly betrayed. How could he have let it go so far? How could he have enjoyed it? He scrambled to his feet, his legs wobbly, and stumbled to the bathroom to clean up.

 

The water in the shower was scalding hot, but it did little to wash away the feeling of the alpha's touch. Doyoung scrubbed at his skin, his eyes squeezed shut as he tried to erase the memories of the night. But the more he scrubbed, the more he felt the phantom sensation of Jaehyun's teeth on his neck, his cock inside him. He leaned against the tiles, the water cascading over his body, and let out a shuddering sob.

 

When he emerged from the shower, his skin was red and raw, his eyes puffy from crying. He pulled on a pair of clean pajamas, his body feeling foreign and uncomfortable. He knew he needed to get away from here, but where could he go? He can't leave jeno until his parents are back and he had no one to confide in. He couldn't even sleep in his own bed, so he slept that night with jeno.

 

The next morning, Doyoung woke to the sound of a soft whine. He looked over to see Jeno's forehead was covered in a fine sheen of sweat, his eyes fluttering open. "Doyoung-hyung," the child's voice was weak and shaky, his eyes glassy with fever. Doyoung's heart clenched with concern. He didn't have time to think about what happened last night, not with Jeno sick.

 

He quickly felt the young alpha's forehead, confirming his suspicion. "You have a fever," Doyoung whispered, his voice filled with worry. He knew he had to act fast; Jeno needed care, and with Jaehyun out of the house, in his school, it was all on him.

 

Doyoung dressed Jeno, who was shivering under the blanket, and helped him into a fresh set of clothes and dressed into a basic shirt and skirt, they were the first things he saw in the wardrobe, "Come on," he said gently, scooping the little boy into his arms. "We're going to the hospital." Jeno clung to him, his small body trembling with fever. The omega's mind raced with thoughts of what Jaehyun would do when he found out, but right now, all that mattered was the child in his arms.

 

Once at the hospital, Doyoung moved quickly, his thoughts focused solely on Jeno's welfare. He filled out the necessary paperwork, his hand shaking slightly, and waited anxiously for the doctor. The sight of the bustling medical staff and the antiseptic smell of the hospital was jarring after the events of the night before, but it also served as a stark reminder of the reality of his situation. He was a caretaker, and he had a duty to protect Jeno.

 

The doctor, a kind-faced beta, examined Jeno thoroughly. She confirmed Doyoung's suspicion: the young alpha had the flu. She prescribed medication and rest, advising them to stay hydrated and monitor the fever closely. Doyoung nodded, his mind racing with the logistics of managing Jeno's care.

 

Back at the Jung's house, Doyoung tucked Jeno into bed after he fed him some porridge, his thoughts in turmoil. The innocent warmth of the child in his arms was a stark contrast to the violation he felt from the night before. He knew he had to keep Jeno's care his top priority, but the weight of Jaehyun's claim lingered like a toxic cloud. As he left the room, he glanced back at Jeno, feeling guilty for the burden he now carried.

 

The house was eerily quiet as Doyoung moved through the living room, the silence only broken by the occasional cough or whimper from Jeno's room. He started the laundry, the scent of fabric softener a welcome relief from the alpha musk that still lingered on his skin. As he bent to pick up a stray sock, he caught a glimpse of his reflection in the hallway mirror. His eyes were drawn to the bruise on his neck, the unmistakable mark of Jaehyun's claim.

 

Doyoung's stomach churned at the sight, his hand rising to cover the bruise instinctively. The purple hickey stood out starkly against his pale skin, a constant reminder of his loss of control. He straightened up, his eyes narrowing in determination. He couldn't let this ruin him. He had to be strong for Jeno, especially now.

 

The door to the house slammed shut, and Doyoung's heart skipped a beat. Jaehyun was home from school. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for the confrontation that was sure to come. He didn't know how he was going to face the alpha after what had happened, but he knew he couldn't let it show.

 

Jaehyun's footsteps echoed through the hallway, growing louder as he approached the kitchen. Doyoung kept his back to the door, his hands shaking as he stirred the pot of soup on the stove. He heard the alpha's footsteps stop behind him, felt the heat of his presence, but didn't turn around. "Where is Jeno?" Jaehyun's voice was casual, as if the events of the night before had never occurred.

 

Doyoung took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice steady. "He's in bed," he said, his eyes fixed on the bubbling soup. "He's not feeling well."

 

"What's wrong with him?" Jaehyun's tone was surprisingly concerned, and Doyoung felt a flicker of annoyance. Did the alpha really care about anything other than his own desires?

 

"He has the flu," Doyoung replied curtly, not bothering to hide his irritation. "I took him to the hospital this morning."

 

Jaehyun's footsteps grew closer, his warm breath ghosting over Doyoung's neck. "Is he okay?" There was genuine worry in the alpha's voice, but Doyoung couldn't bring himself to acknowledge it.

 

"He's fine," Doyoung said through gritted teeth, "Thanks to me. Now leave me alone." He didn't dare turn around, afraid of what he might see in Jaehyun's eyes.

 

Jaehyun paused, his hand hovering in the air as if he wanted to touch Doyoung's shoulder but thought better of it. "I'm sorry," he murmured after a moment of tense silence. "I didn't mean to...hurt you or Mark you without your consent." Doyoung stiffened at the words, his grip on the spoon tightening until his knuckles turned white. "I just couldn't help myself," Jaehyun continued, his voice filled with a mix of regret and lust. "You smelled so good, and you felt so right."

 

Doyoung's heart pounded in his chest, his anger and fear warring with the unexpected apology. He didn't trust Jaehyun, not after last night, but a part of him desperately wanted to believe that the alpha cared about him. He turned around slowly, his eyes meeting Jaehyun's.

 

The alpha's gaze was sincere, his eyes filled with a strange mix of vulnerability and desire. "I didn't mean to take it that far," Jaehyun said, his voice low, reaching out to brush a strand of hair out of Doyoung's face. The omega flinched, his hand shooting up to slap away the alpha's hand.

 

"Don't," Doyoung warned, his voice cold. "You had no right to do that to me." The words hung in the air, charged with the tension of the night before. Jaehyun took a step back, his eyes never leaving Doyoung's. "Stop acting like I forced myself on you, you wanted it, you begged me," he said, his voice laced with frustration.

 

Doyoung's cheeks flushed with anger, his eyes flashing. "I didn't beg for you to mark me," he spat. "You took advantage of the situation."

 

Jaehyun's expression darkened, his jaw clenching. "I didn't take advantage," he argued. "You were just as into it as I was."

 

Doyoung's eyes narrowed, his voice icy. "You didn't ask for my consent to mark me," he countered. "That's not the same as being into it."

 

Jaehyun sighed, his handsome features twisting into a grimace. "Look, I know it's a lot to take in," he said, his voice softer. "But we can't change what happened."

 

Doyoung's eyes searched Jaehyun's, looking for any hint of remorse or understanding. "What are we supposed to do now?" he asked, his voice shaking "You're still in school and I'm a 25 years old omega, you can't be my...you can't be anyone to me, Jaehyun."

 

Jaehyun's expression softened, his hand reaching out again but stopping mid-air. "We'll figure it out," he said, his voice a low rumble. "But for now, let's just focus on taking care of Jeno."

 

Doyoung nodded, his eyes never leaving Jaehyun's. He knew the alpha was right; Jeno's health was the most important thing right now. "Fine," he agreed, his voice tight. "But we can't ignore this."

 

Jaehyun took a step back, his expression unreadable. "I know," he said, his voice barely a whisper. "But let's deal with one thing at a time."

 

Doyoung nodded stiffly, turning back to the soup. His heart was racing, his mind a tumult of emotions. He didn't know how to process the alpha's apology or the raw desire still pulsing through his veins. He focused on the task at hand, stirring the pot with a wooden spoon.

 

Jaehyun hovered for a moment before retreating, his footsteps heavy as he walked away. Doyoung listened to the sound of his retreat, feeling a strange mix of relief and disappointment. He knew he couldn't let Jaehyun's actions define him, but the alpha's touch had awakened something inside him that was both terrifying and exhilarating.

 

After a few moments of collecting himself, Doyoung made his way to Jeno's room, the smell of chicken soup wafting through the house. He found the young alpha still asleep, his breathing shallow and rapid. Carefully, he shook the boy's shoulder. "Jeno, wake up," he whispered, his voice gentle but firm. "You need to eat something."

 

Jeno's eyes fluttered open, his cheeks flushed with fever. "Doyoung-hyung," he murmured, his voice weak. Doyoung offered a small smile, his heart aching at the sight of the sick child. "Come on," he coaxed, "You have to eat to get better."

 

The door to the room creaked open, and Jaehyun stepped in, his torso bare and glistening from his shower. Doyoung's eyes were drawn to the alpha's muscular chest, the water droplets trailing down his abs. Despite the anger and fear still simmering within him, he couldn't help but feel a jolt of attraction. He quickly averted his gaze, focusing on the steaming bowl of soup in his hands.

 

Jaehyun's footsteps were quiet on the hardwood floor as he approached the bed. He sat down on the edge, his weight causing the mattress to dip slightly. Doyoung could feel the alpha's eyes on him, but he kept his gaze on Jeno, who eats a spoonful of soup with little enthusiasm. The tension in the room was palpable, thick as the steam rising from the bowl.

 

"Does Doyoung hyung's soup makes you feel better buddy?" Jaehyun ruffles Jeno's hair gently, trying to lighten the mood in the room. Doyoung smiled at the jeno nodding, his voice gentle. "It's good, right?" He couldn't help but feel a twinge of satisfaction at the way Jeno leaned into the alpha's touch, seeking comfort from his illness.

 

Doyoung set the bowl aside, and Jeno's eyes grew heavy with sleep once more. He looked over at Jaehyun, the alpha's eyes filled with a mix of concern "You should get some rest too," Jaehyun said, his voice low, his eyes lingering on Doyoung's bruised neck. "You've had a long day."

 

Doyoung nodded, avoiding the alpha's gaze. "I'll just clean up and check on dinner," he murmured, his voice still shaking slightly. As he walked to the kitchen, he could feel Jaehyun's eyes on him, tracking his every movement. He took a deep breath, willing his legs to stop trembling. He had to keep it together for Jeno's sake.

 

In the kitchen, Doyoung set to work chopping vegetables for a simple stir-fry, his mind racing with thoughts of the previous night. He tried to push them aside, focusing instead on the task at hand. The rhythmic sound of the knife against the cutting board was soothing, a welcome distraction from the chaos in his mind.

 

The kitchen was a safe haven from the tension that had settled over the house, a place where Doyoung could be in control. As he cooked, he felt a strange sense of empowerment. He knew that Jaehyun was watching him, his eyes hungry.

 

Doyoung plated the food, the sizzling stir-fry piled high with vegetables and tender slices of beef. He walked over to the couch, where Jaehyun was sitting, his gaze following Doyoung's every move. The alpha's eyes lingered on the plate before him.

 

"You cooked," Jaehyun said, his voice tinged with surprise. It was a rare occurrence for the alpha to eat dinner at home, let alone one prepared by someone else other than his mom. "It smells amazing." Doyoung felt a small spark of pride despite the heavy weight in his chest. "It's just stir-fry," he said with a shrug, placing the plate in front of Jaehyun on the coffee table. "It's not much."

 

"Did you eat ?" Jaehyun asked, his eyes flickering up to Doyoung's neck briefly before focusing back on his plate. Doyoung nodded, his throat tight. "Yeah, I had a bit of the soup"

 

Doyoung left Jaehyun to eat alone, retreating to the safety of his own room. He needed space, to think and to process the tumultuous emotions swirling within him. He stripped off his clothes, the fabric sticking to his damp skin, and showered, when he returned to his bedroom the only clean pajamas was the one he first met Jaehyun in, the set with short pants that barely covered his thighs and a tight top that emphasized his slim waist and small chest. He slipped them on with a sigh, the fabric a reminder of their first encounter.

 

As he moved through the house to collect Jaehyun's plate, his bare feet made no sound on the cool tiles. The alpha was in the living room, his plate abandoned on the coffee table, lost in thought or perhaps watching something on the TV. Doyoung's heart skipped a beat when he saw the expanse of Jaehyun's bare chest, the muscles rippling as he reached for the remote. He averted his eyes, focusing instead on the half-eaten food.

 

But as he bent down to retrieve the plate, the fabric of his pajama shorts stretched tight across his buttocks, exposing a tantalizing strip of skin. He heard Jaehyun's sharp intake of breath and felt the alpha's eyes on him. He froze, his cheeks burning with a mix of embarrassment and arousal.

 

He hadn't meant to be so...provocative. It was just the clean clothes he had found, the ones that were unfortunately too small for his liking.

 

Slowly, Doyoung stood up, trying to ignore the heat in Jaehyun's gaze. He cleared his throat, hoping the alpha hadn't noticed his slip. "You should eat more," he said, his voice a little too high. "You need to keep your strength up."

 

Jaehyun's eyes lingered on Doyoung's exposed skin, his hunger for food forgotten. "Thanks," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. Doyoung felt his own body respond despite his resolve to keep the alpha at bay. He took a step back, the plate trembling in his hand. "I'll just...put this in the sink," he mumbled, his cheeks burning.

 

Jaehyun's gaze followed him as he retreated to the kitchen, his eyes never leaving Doyoung's form. The omega's heart hammered in his chest, his body feeling both exposed and desired. He quickly washed the plate.

 

The sound of Jaehyun's footsteps grew louder, and before Doyoung knew it, the alpha had stormed into the kitchen, his eyes dark with a mix of lust and frustration.

 

Without a word, Jaehyun grabbed Doyoung's wrist, spinning him around and pinning him against the counter. The cold marble was a stark contrast to the heat of the alpha's body, and Doyoung's breath hitched in his throat as the alpha bent him down the counter.

 

"Didn't I tell you not to wander around the house like that?" Jaehyun's grip on Doyoung's wrist was firm, his body releasing pheromones that made the omega's knees wobble. Doyoung swallowed hard, trying to find his voice. "They are the only clean one available," he protested weakly.

 

Jaehyun leaned in, his breath hot against Doyoung's ear. "Then I guess I'll just have to make sure you don't wear them again," he murmured, loosening his grip on Doyoung's wrist only to travel down to his shorts. Before the omega could react, the alpha's hand was there, gripping the fabric and with a violent yank, ripping it apart. The material gave way with a satisfying tear, leaving Doyoung's lower half exposed.

 

Doyoung gasped, his body betraying him as he felt a rush of arousal despite his fear. He tried to push Jaehyun away, but the alpha was too strong. "What are you doing?" he choked out, his eyes wide with panic.

 

Jaehyun's eyes darkened, his pupils dilating as he took in the sight of Doyoung's exposed pussy, still swollen from last night's encounter. "I'm just making sure you don't tempt me again," he growled, his hand sliding down to cup the omega's ass. Doyoung squirmed, trying to free himself from the alpha's grasp, but his body was responding, his cunt clenching in anticipation, gushing out slick that fell to his inner thighs.

 

The scent of his arousal filled the kitchen, and Jaehyun's grip tightened. "You look so damn tasty," he murmured, his nose flaring as he took in the sweet scent of Doyoung's slick. The omega's cheeks flushed a deep red, and he struggled against the alpha's hold, but it was a losing battle. His body was already singing a siren's song, his heat calling out to the rutting alpha.

 

With a smug smirk, Jaehyun leaned in, his tongue tracing a path along Doyoung's inner thigh. The omega's eyes rolled back in his head, his body shuddering at the first touch of the alpha's hot mouth. He didn't want this, didn't want to crave the very person who had violated him the night before. But as Jaehyun's tongue swiped over his folds, all rational thought disappeared, replaced by a primal need for more.

 

The alpha's mouth was insistent, his tongue delving into the wet heat of Doyoung's core, tasting the sweetness of his slick. The omega's legs trembled, and he gripped the edge of the counter for support. Jaehyun's teeth grazed his sensitive flesh, sending a bolt of pleasure-pain through Doyoung's body. He bit back a whimper, his hips bucking involuntarily.

 

Jaehyun's kisses grew more demanding, his tongue delving deeper, circling the tight bud of Doyoung's clit. The omega's body arched towards the alpha's mouth, desperate for more contact. Despite his fear and anger, the feeling was too intense to ignore. He felt his orgasm building, his muscles tightening around the alpha's tongue.

 

Doyoung's eyes squeezed shut, his head thrown back as he tried to fight the pleasure that was rapidly overtaking him. But it was no use; the alpha's skilled mouth was too much to resist. He let out a strangled moan as Jaehyun's tongue flicked over his clit, the sensation sending waves of pleasure crashing through him. The alpha's teeth grazed his sensitive flesh, and Doyoung's knees gave out.

 

Jaehyun chuckled darkly, his mouth moving to kiss and nip at the soft skin of Doyoung's inner thighs as he held the omega up with ease. His hands moved to Doyoung's hips, keeping him in place as he feasted on the sweet nectar of his arousal. The omega's body was a symphony of sensation, his muscles tightening and releasing as the alpha's tongue danced over his most sensitive spots.

 

Doyoung's eyes squeezed shut tighter, his breath coming in ragged gasps as Jaehyun's mouth claimed him. The alpha's tongue flicked and teased, bringing him closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.

 

Jaehyun's kisses grew more fervent, his mouth sucking and nipping at Doyoung's clit, eliciting whimpers and gasps that filled the kitchen. The omega's body was a taut bowstring, ready to snap with the slightest provocation, Doyoung's hands clenched the counter, his knuckles white with the effort of not pushing Jaehyun away. He knew he should be disgusted, that he should fight, but the pleasure was too intense. The alpha's tongue was a warm, wet brand, leaving no part of him untouched.

 

The world narrowed to the feel of Jaehyun's mouth on him, the scrape of teeth and the flick of a tongue that knew exactly what it was doing. The tension in Doyoung's body coiled tighter, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He could feel it building, the orgasm that he hadn't wanted but that his body demanded.

 

Suddenly he was uncontrollably shaking, biting his hands to hold back a scream he felt his body shatter, his vision going white as the orgasm took him over the edge. He could feel the alpha's tongue plunge deep into his channel, the heat of his mouth like a brand against his sensitive flesh. The pleasure was so intense it was almost painful, and Doyoung's legs gave out from under him, but Jaehyun's strong arms held him in place, his mouth never leaving Doyoung's quivering pussy.

 

Gushing out slick all over Jaehyun's chin and mouth, Doyoung's body went limp in the alpha's arms. Jaehyun didn't stop though, his tongue lapping up every drop of the omega's pleasure, savoring the sweet taste of victory. Doyoung's breaths were shallow, his mind racing with the realization that his body had just betrayed him in the most intimate way possible.

 

With a smug smile, Jaehyun released Doyoung's trembling legs, letting him collapse to the floor, on his butt Doyoung's eyes snapped open, his cheeks stained with a deep blush, and his chest heaving. He looked up at Jaehyun with a mix of anger and lust, his resolve to resist the alpha's advances shattered by the intense orgasm.

 

Jaehyun wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, a smear of Doyoung's slick glistening on his skin. "I would pay to eat you for dinner everyday," he murmured, his voice a deep rumble that sent a shiver down Doyoung's spine "t-that's so dirty" the omega said staring at the mess he made on the alpha's face.

 

Ignoring Doyoung's protests, Jaehyun reached down and scooped him up with ease, placing him on the counter. The cold marble sent a shock through Doyoung's body, but it was quickly replaced by a different kind of heat as the alpha stepped between his legs, his cock pressing against Doyoung's swollen pussy. The omega's eyes widened with shock and fear, but his body responded with a slickness that was impossible to ignore.

 

Jaehyun's eyes doesn't leave Doyoung's as he jerked his own cock, pressing the tup against Doyoung's little hard clit "you have to get used to this, you're my omega now"

 

Doyoung's breath hitched at the words, his body still pulsing with the aftershocks of his orgasm. He wanted to argue, to fight, but the alpha's scent was intoxicating, his own desire betraying him. He knew he couldn't win this battle of wills, not when his body was begging for more. He felt Jaehyun's cock nudge against his entrance, the slick from his own arousal making it slick "But we still didn't discuss this," he says, his hands grabbing on the alphas shoulders as Jaehyun draged his cock through his pink folds, leaving a trail of precum and slick.

 

Jaehyun leaned in, his teeth grazing Doyoung's earlobe. "I don't think the discussion will change anything," he murmured, his voice a seductive purr. "I won't let go of you now that I've had a taste, if that what you thought" His cock nudged against Doyoung's entrance again, the blunt tip teasing the sensitive flesh. Doyoung's eyes fluttered shut, his body trembling with a mix of fear and arousal. He knew he should push the alpha away, but his traitorous hips rocked upwards, silently begging for more.

 

With a groan, Jaehyun thrust into Doyoung, his cock sliding through the omega's slick folds with ease. Doyoung's eyes shot open, a strangled cry escaping his lips as the alpha filled him completely. The pain was intense, but it was quickly overshadowed by the overwhelming sensation of fullness. Jaehyun stilled, giving Doyoung's body a moment to adjust to the intrusion.

 

The alpha's hands roamed over Doyoung's body, his fingers tracing the delicate line of his neck before settling on his jaw. He pinned the omega's head to the side, exposing his throat. Doyoung's eyes met Jaehyun's, the fiery desire in the alpha's gaze unmistakable. With a gentle touch that belied the strength in his grip, Jaehyun began to thrust, his cock claiming Doyoung's body with every stroke. The omega's legs wrapped around the alpha's waist, his nails digging into Jaehyun's back as he tried to hold on.

 

Jaehyun leaned in, his teeth grazing Doyoung's skin as he sought out the bruised mark from the night before. Doyoung felt a shiver of anticipation run down his spine, his body remembering the bite that had claimed him so fiercely. When the alpha's teeth sank into the sensitive flesh of his neck, the pain was sharp and exquisite, sending a jolt of arousal straight to his core. He gasped, his body arching off the counter as Jaehyun's bite grew deeper, the pressure increasing.

 

"Jaehyun," Doyoung moaned, his voice a desperate plea. Jaehyun growled in response, his hips bucking harder as he claimed his omega once more. The pain was a strange comfort, a reminder that despite the anger and confusion, there was an undeniable bond between them now.

 

Doyoung's eyes rolled back in his head, his body moving in sync with Jaehyun's rhythm. He didn't know how to reconcile the fear and anger with the overwhelming need that was building inside him. The alpha's bite sent waves of pleasure through his veins, and his body responded in kind, his cunt clenching around the thick cock that filled him.

 

"How are you so strong?" Doyoung whines as the alpha held him down the countes by his waist making no way out for the omega to escape the pleasure the alpha was bringing.

 

Jaehyun chuckled, the vibration of his chest against Doyoung's chest only serving to heighten his pleasure. "Do you really think I'd let anything stop me from having what's mine?" he growled, pressing his claim even further.

 

The omega tries to twist away, but Jaehyun's grip is unyielding, his teeth still embedded in Doyoung's neck. The pain mingles with the pleasure, creating a heady cocktail that leaves Doyoung dizzy and desperate for more.

 

The alpha's hips move with a power that leaves Doyoung's knees trembling, his body rocking with each forceful thrust. Doyoung's nails dig into Jaehyun's back, leaving scratch marks that the alpha seems to relish. His cock hits all the right spots, making Doyoung's toes curl with every stroke. The omega's moans fill the kitchen, a stark contrast to the quiet evening outside.

 

"Hyung..." The sound of Jeno's weak voice cut through the fog of pleasure and pain, bringing Doyoung back to reality with a start. He tried to pull away from Jaehyun, his body still quaking from the alpha's relentless claiming. "Jeno?" he gasped, his voice hoarse.

 

Jaehyun's teeth released Doyoung's neck, a smug smile playing on his lips as he watched the omega struggle to compose himself. "I'll get him," Jaehyun said, his tone deceptively casual as he stepped away, his cock still hard and demanding, he yanks his pants up.

 

Doyoung's legs gave out the moment the alpha's weight left the counter, his knees buckling as he slid to the floor, his pajama top riding up to expose his lower back. He couldn't believe he had just allowed that to happen again, the heat of his body still singing, he was close to his orgasm again, but now with the reality check from Jeno's voice, he felt nothing but disgust with himself. He quickly gathered the shreds of his dignity, and the fabric of his torn pajamas, and made his way to his room, his legs feeling like jelly.

 

After pulling on a clean pair of sweatpants and a loose shirt, Doyoung made his way back to Jeno's room, his thoughts a jumble of guilt and confusion. He found the child sitting up in bed, his cheeks still flushed but his eyes clear, Jaehyun was leaning against the door, "doyoungie hyung" the younger alpha reaches out for Doyoung, his eyes wide with fever. Doyoung's heart constricted at the sight, and he forced a smile as he took a seat on the edge of the bed. "I'm here," he murmured, his hand reaching out to soothe the child's forehead.

 

Jeno's arms wrapped around Doyoung's neck, his small body trembling with cold. "Stay with me," he whispered, his voice pitiful. Doyoung nodded, his resolve to keep his distance from Jaehyun momentarily forgotten. He leaned back, pulling the blankets up to cover Jeno's shivering form.

 

But as he moved to lay beside the child, Jaehyun's hand shot out, grabbing his wrist "Doyoung," he said, his voice a mix of warning and possession. Doyoung's eyes met the alpha's, the tension between them palpable. Jeno, sensing the conflict, clung tighter to Doyoung, his eyes darting between the two adults with confusion.

 

"Doie hyung!" Doyoung's heart skipped a beat at the sound of Jeno's voice, so small and frail amidst the chaos of his thoughts. He looked over to see the child sitting up in bed, his eyes wide and filled with fever. Jeno reached out for him, and Doyoung's anger dissipated in an instant. He moved to sit beside the child, Jaehyun's hand on his wrist tightening "jeno, me and Doyoung need to talk about something for 5 minutes"

 

"But hyung, I'm scared," Jeno whined, his eyes pleading with Doyoung. The omega looked at Jaehyun, the alpha's gaze unyielding "Jaehyun, later," Doyoung said firmly, his voice filled with determination, his eyes falling to the alpha's still hard cock, "right now, Jeno needs me."

 

Jaehyun's eyes narrowed, but he nodded, his hand dropping away. Doyoung climbed into bed with Jeno, the alpha's scent still heavy on him. He pulled the blanket up around the child's shivering body, feeling the heat radiating from his skin. Jeno nuzzled into Doyoung's side, his little arms wrapping around the omega's waist. "Thank you," he whispered, his voice shaky.

 

Doyoung kissed Jeno's forehead, his heart aching for the innocent child caught in the middle of their tumultuous relationship. He stroked the boy's hair, his eyes lingering on the doorway where Jaehyun stood watching them. The alpha's gaze was intense, a silent promise of what was to come once they were alone. Doyoung took a deep breath, pushing aside his own desires and fears for the moment, focusing solely on Jeno.

 

"You're okay, Jeno," Doyoung murmured, his voice soothing. "You're going to get better." He felt the child's body relax slightly, the tension in Jeno's muscles easing as he fell into a fitful sleep. Doyoung's hand remained on Jeno's forehead.

 

Suddenly, Jaehyun's strong arms were around him, lifting him out of the bed. "What are you doing?" Doyoung protested, his voice a harsh whisper. "I'm not finished with you yet," Jaehyun murmured in his ear, his breath hot and demanding.

 

Doyoung felt a surge of anger mixed with arousal. "Jeno is sick, we need to be with him," he hissed, trying to wiggle free from the alpha's embrace. But Jaehyun was unyielding, his grip firm as he carried him out of the room. The omega's eyes darted back to the sleeping child, his heart torn between his responsibilities and his own desires.

 

Jaehyun closed the door, his eyes never leaving Doyoung's. "He will be fine," he said, his voice low and seductive. "We have other matters do." He laid Doyoung on the bed in his own bedroom, the softness of the sheets a stark contrast to the hardness of the alpha's body.

 

It was going to be a long night...