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“you’re still coming tonight, right? you got work off?”
“mhm.” jimin hums.
jeongguk tightens his hold around jimin’s waist, pulling him closer. though, there isn’t much closer they can get with jeongguk’s front pressed flush against jimin’s back.
he loves mornings like this. when he wakes up next to jimin and pulls him close, letting the haze of his sleep be his excuse to hold him the way he does.
“good,” jeongguk exhales. “if you weren’t coming, i’d skip it.”
jimin laughs, snuggling his face into the pillow they share. “it’s your birthday party, gguk-ah.”
“unimportant.”
“i disagree. i think your birthday is very important.”
“s’only important if you’re there.” jeongguk nuzzles into the nape of jimin’s neck.
jimin reaches his arm back and cards his fingers into jeongguk’s hair. the younger nearly groans at how good it feels.
“you’d have fun either way.” jimin rebuttals.
“no i wouldn’t.”
the smile can be heard in jimin’s voice. “you’re stubborn, you know that?”
“you’ve told me before.”
jimin sighs.
“joonie is bringing his new boyfriend?”
jeongguk inhales. he’s already drenched in jimin’s light scent, the humans powdery smell wrapping around them like a warm blanket, but it’s a scent he can never get enough of.
“mhm,” jeongguk hums lazily. “he really likes you.”
“who, joonie’s boyfriend?”
“yeah. said you two will be best friends.”
jimin drops his arm and his hand finds jeongguk’s forearm. “jealous?”
jeongguk groans. “very.”
“you might have some competition for the ‘best friend’ title.” jimin teases.
“no.” jeongguk shakes his head. though he knows he’s being teased, his alpha is far too possessive over jimin to tolerate any of it. “don’t like that.”
but jimin loves to push him.
“he seemed really nice..” his words drag, contemplative.
jeongguk’s chest rumbles, a low growl slipping past his lips. his scent strengthens, deliberately spilling over jimin, even though the human is already doused in his scent.
“keep talking.” the alpha mumbles a warning.
he should’ve known what would happen next.
“he’s funny too. didn't peg joonie for the type to date someone so outgoing,” jimin says. “he hugged me when we first met and, i know it isn’t possible, but i could’ve sworn i smelt his scen—“
jeongguk growls again, louder this time. he moves, pushing jimin’s back into the mattress and covering the human’s body with his own.
“you know what you’re doing.” jeongguk’s eyes narrow in on him, dark.
jimin looks up at him innocently. “what am i doing, ggukie?”
jeongguk’s jaw tightens. “you know talking like that riles up my alpha.”
“does it?”
jeongguk exhales through his nose, eyes scanning jimin’s features.
“you're teasing me.”
jimin cocks his head to the side. “am i?”
“you’re also testing my patience.”
mischief glints in jimin’s tired eyes. “you love it.”
jeongguk huffs and drops his body weight onto jimin, pressing his face into the crook of his neck. jimin grunts at the sudden weight.
“don’t talk about scents like that.”
“why?” jimin asks. because i'm not a wolf? it’s an unspoken question. one that jimin has asked before.
“just because.”
jeongguk wants to be selfish and tell jimin that he’d hate it if the human could smell anyone other than him. that his alpha would go crazy if jimin was fond of anyone else’s scent.
but these are all things he won’t say. things he can’t say.
jimin is silent.
jeongguk breathes him in.
he adores the faint scent jimin gives off. his wolf feeds off of it—yearns for it everyday. although humans don’t have scents the way wolves do, each individual smells different.
and jeongguk loves the way jimin smells, like soft powder and musk.
“we should get up. i’ve got a work project i need to finish.” jimin says.
jeongguk protests with a groan.
“c’mon gguk..” jimin pinches his side.
“no,” jeongguk whines, batting his hand away. “five more minutes.” the alpha falls to the side, keeping a leg hooked over jimin’s waist.
jimin exhales.
“okay.. five more minutes.”
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jeongguk wishes he hadn’t become so dependent on jimin lately.
he’s sitting in the middle of the booth, squished between namjoon and yoongi. their table is full of drinks, most of them ordered and finished by seokjin—namjoon’s new omega—and hoseok.
the omega and human seem to be getting along, and jeongguk is sure they’ll pull jimin into their antics once he’s arrived.
but for now, jeongguk sits, looking at the entrance every five seconds as he waits for him.
“he’ll be here, lover boy.” yoongi nudges him.
jeongguk’s eyes flicker to the alpha. “what? who’re you calling ‘lover boy’?”
“you,” yoongi says pointedly. “you’re a lover boy and you know it. oh— look, jimin’s here.”
jeongguk’s head snaps to the side, looking at the door.
there’s no one there.
yoongi smirks and lifts his glass to his lips. “told you.”
“whatever.” jeongguk grumbles and slumps back into the booth.
it takes another ten minutes for jimin to show up. when he does, he comes tumbling through the door, shimmying through the crowd muttering ‘sorry’s and smiling sheepishly at the people who move for him.
jimin rushes to the table, cheeks red and hair tousled from the wind outside. his shirt is freckled with drops of rain.
“sorry i’m late,” his eyes scan the table before falling on jeongguk. “i got on the wrong bus and went three stops in the wrong direction.”
yoongi and hoseok get out of the booth, both hugging him before letting him scoot inside to sit next to jeongguk.
“hi,” jimin mumbles to jeongguk with a shy smile, like he didn’t wake up in jeongguk’s bed this morning. “i’m sorry.”
“don’t be.” jeongguk brushes some of jimin’s hair off of his forehead. “i’m happy you made it. i was seconds away from leaving.”
jimin laughs and shakes his head. “i bet you were. this seems like a nightmare.” he jokes sarcastically.
“give seokjin one more drink and it might be.”
the omega is leaning into namjoon, laughing loudly at a very unfunny joke the alpha made. he would have fallen out of the booth if it weren’t for namjoon’s arm holding him in place.
jimin giggles and then silence falls between them before it’s swiftly interrupted by the group pulling jimin and jeongguk into their rowdy conversations.
somewhere along the way, jimin’s hand slides onto his thigh and it doesn’t move. jeongguk tries to stay as still as possible after that, worried that moving so much as an inch will cause jimin to move his hand.
“hey, gguk-ah.” jimin whispers to him, his breath smelling of a sweet cocktail. he’s leaning in close, so close that jeongguk can see the small freckles on his cheeks. “happy birthday.”
he says it quietly, like it’s their little secret.
a smile curls up the corners of jeongguk’s mouth.
“you said that this morning.”
jimin rolls his eyes playfully. “i know, but i wanted to say it again.”
“thank you, hyung.”
jimin’s eyes fall to jeongguk’s mouth.
jeongguk’s heart leaps into his throat and suddenly, he forgets how to breathe.
inevitably, his eyes drop to jimin’s lips. plush. soft. pillowy. jeongguk wants nothing more than to kiss them.
“jimin-ssi! me and hoseok are gonna go get drinks. come with!” seokjin beams, reaching across the table to grab jimin’s arm.
jimin flashes jeongguk an apologetic look before squeezing out of the booth and joining the two for a trip to the bar. the three alphas watch them, all annoyingly protective and hopelessly obsessed.
when they get back, they all fall into conversation, but no matter how invested jeongguk gets into a topic, his eyes constantly drift over to jimin. jimin who now sits on the other side, flanked by seokjin and hoseok.
their eyes meet across the table. jeongguk’s heart skips a beat—every. damn. time.
namjoon’s voice cuts through the middle of all conversation, announcing gift time. jeongguk’s cheeks are red the entire time he tears through the gifts, persistently thanking everyone. he doesn’t get a gift from jimin, but he knows that’s only because jimin wants to give it to him later, in private.
everyone else knows it too.
it’s another one of their ‘things’.
conversation starts back up again, everyone tipsy and too involved in their own voices to notice jimin leaning across the table.
“gguk-ah!” he calls out, getting jeongguk’s attention. “will you dance with me?”
jeongguk replies eagerly, “yes please.”
they maneuver their way out of the booth, and jeongguk, too lost in his own world to acknowledge their departure, silently leads jimin through the crowd.
jeongguk holds jimin’s smaller hand tightly and once he finds a nice spot in the center of the floor, they turn to face each other.
the music is louder on the dance floor. people surround them, bodies brushing against one another as everyone dances. jeongguk doesn’t focus on either—the music or the people—all he can focus on is jimin.
he reaches his hands out to grab jimin’s waist.
they always dance the same way—jeongguk’s hands on his waist and jimin’s hands on his shoulders. they sway together. usually, if they dance long enough their bodies brush together, and sometimes, when they’ve both had too much to drink, they get bold and shamelessly grind against each other.
they’ve never spoken about it before, both dancing around it like it’s never happened.
jimin’s hands find jeongguk’s shoulders—as they usually do—and they start to dance. it’s innocent. they get lost in one other as they sway, jimin moving his hips like he always does, and jeongguk doing much of the same.
they dance like this for a while, a couple of songs coming and going.
then something happens.
something different.
jimin looks at jeongguk and gnaws on his lower lip. he looks nervous, and before jeongguk can ask, jimin turns around and presses into jeongguk. his back rests against jeongguk’s chest, leaving no room between them.
the world stills for a moment.
then, jeongguk moves, acting like they’ve done this a million times before. his hands grabbing jimin’s hips and he pushes his crotch flush against jimin’s ass.
jimin melts into him.
jeongguk watches with dark eyes as jimin rolls his hips, grinding his ass against him. it’s intentional and shameless.
jeongguk squeezes his hips, urging him to keep going. it doesn’t take long for their bodies to find harmony, moving in perfect sync with each other.
the alpha tries not to get lost in the way jimin grinds against him, but jimin moves like water, keeping their bodies molded together with each movement. he grinds against jeongguk in a way that makes him feel dizzy. his breathing accelerates, heart pounding so hard he wonders if jimin can feel it.
much like in bed this morning, jimin’s arm reaches back and tangles in jeongguk’s hair, but this time, he guides jeongguk’s face into his neck.
jeongguk’s nose brushes along jimin’s soft skin, exhaling shaky breaths as he inhales the human’s scent. it’s hard to smell him in here, too many other wolf scents surrounding them, but if he uses his mouth… he parts his lips over jimin’s neck and slowly mouths at his skin. jeongguk tastes him and he can’t stop the moan that slips from his lips.
jimin’s fingers tighten in his hair. “gguk.” he exhales.
jeongguk’s self control dangles by a thread. all he wants to do is pull more noises from jimin.
“just you and me,” jeongguk rasps against jimin’s ear. “no one here but us… all i see is you.”
his teeth nibble the lobe of jimin’s ear, earning a sharp moan from the other. the music is loud, but jeongguk’s ears seek out the noises coming from jimin. he dials in on every breath.
“jeongguk,” he moans again.
jeongguk’s cock is already hard, pressing between jimin’s luscious ass. jimin doesn’t seem to mind, never once stopping the menstruations of his hips.
“you sound so pretty.” jeongguk groans, partially frustrated that he can’t do more.
slowly, jimin turns around in his hold and slides his arms around jeongguk’s neck. he has the nerve to look up at the alpha shyly.
jimin licks his lips.
“will you take me hom—“
“jeongguk-ah! jiminie! come quick!” hoseok says, breathless after pushing through the crowd. “they’re bringing gguk’s cake!”
jeongguk looks at jimin, gentle eyes wordlessly saying an apology to him.
he takes jimin's hand and laces their fingers together, keeping him close as they walk back to the table. all of their friends look at him smugly, smelling the depth of his arousal and how it’s drenched all over jimin.
jeongguk ignores their looks.
staff members of the club bring over jeongguk’s cake, shining bright with candles and sparklers. everyone sings happy birthday and jeongguk smiles.
he still holds jimin’s hand under the table.
“how’s the cake?” jimin asks in his ear after everyone’s been served.
“it’s good. seems like you like it too,” jeongguk laughs and uses his thumb to wipe icing from the corner of jimin’s mouth.
jimin blushes and looks away.
“minnie,” jeongguk leans into jimin’s side, keeping his voice quiet. “come home with me.”
jimin’s eyes snap to jeongguk, scanning his face.
“okay.”
jeongguk’s hand slides onto jimin’s thigh, squeezing it gently. “i’m gonna go to the bathroom and then we’ll head out.”
jimin nods, a ghost of a smile on his lips.
the alpha kisses his cheek before shuffling out of the booth.
he walks through the crowd, pulse thrumming in his neck. his chest feels tight, full of nerves and excitement. whatever has been going on between him and jimin has only ever gone unspoken, but now, it’s finally being acknowledged.
everything will be different after tonight.
jeongguk spots the hall leading to the bathroom, but before he can walk down, he hears a voice.
“jeongguk!”
he turns around.
“eunji?”
it’s a woman from work.
she stumbles towards him and falls into him, sending him staggering back into the nearest wall. “oh my god! i can’t believe you are here.”
jeongguk’s hands go to her arms, both to keep her at a distance and stabilize her.
“yeah, i’m here with my friends.”
eunji gasps, hands on jeongguk’s biceps. “it’s your birthday isn’t it?”
jeongguk presses his lips together and nods. he straightens out, trying to step away from the wall, but eunji keeps him there, her hold tight on him.
she’s always been flirtatious with him in the office, but she’s never once made advances like this.
“happy birthday!” she slurs. “i totally forgot.”
jeongguk laughs uncomfortably. “don’t worry about it. i’ve um.. i’ve gotta go actually. i’ll see you in the office on monday, okay?”
eunji whines and presses closer. “don’t leave me, jeongguk. come join us. i’ll buy you a drink.” her breath smells like vodka. eyelids hanging low. hair a rustled mess. she’s drunk as all hell.
jeongguk pushes himself flat against the wall, an attempt to put distance between them, but eunji uses it as an excuse to crowd him more.
“i see the way you look at me in the office.” her peony scent sweetens, trying to entice jeongguk. “you want me, hm?”
jeongguk furrows his brows. “eunji, i don’t—“
“c’mon..” she murmurs, closing in on jeongguk. “you don’t have to hide it. not here, alpha.”
a pang of irritation slams into his chest.
“don’t call me that,” he says through gritted teeth.
“oh? something else? baby.. darling.. daddy..?”
jeongguk cringes. “please don’t make things weird between us, eunji. i want nothing to do with you romantically or sexually. can you please move out of my way?”
suddenly, her hands slide up his shirt. “you like to play hard to get, don’t you?”
jeongguk’s hands fly to her shoulders, lightly pushes her off of him. he tries to be firm and direct without hurting her.
the message seems to be clear. she looks at him horrified.
“see you on monday.” jeongguk storms off, jaw ticking with irritation.
he pushes through the last of the crowd and storms down the hallway, skin hot with anger. joining the long line for the bathroom, he stands among others slouched against the wall in the dimly lit hallway.
ten excruciating minutes pass before jeongguk finally gets inside. he relieves himself and then freshens up quickly in the mirror, then slips out of the door.
he finds his way back to the table, ready now more than ever to escape the club with jimin. but when he gets back, both hoseok and jimin are gone.
and angry eyes glare at jeongguk—seokjin, namjoon, and yoongi.
“where’s jimin?” jeongguk asks, confused.
“what did you do, jeongguk?” namjoon’s words are laced with something worse than anger—disappointment.
jeongguk’s brows furrow. “what? what do you mean? i went to the bathroom.”
“jimin left,” seokjin cuts in. “he left crying, said he saw you with some girl.”
jeongguk’s blood runs cold.
“no..” he whispers distantly.
“i know you aren’t that stupid, so what happened?” namjoon asks.
jeongguk scrambles, reaching over yoongi and grabbing his umbrella off of the booth seat. “where did he go?”
“he went home. hoseok took him.” yoongi informs.
“fuck.” jeongguk curses.
he doesn’t say another word before rushing out of the club.
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the storm is raging outside. jeongguk can barely see more than a foot of the road ahead of him, but that doesn't convince him to lower his speed. the rain hits his windshield like bullets, so hard that they might break through. or maybe it’s hail, but fuck, right now it doesn’t matter.
his head is constantly turning, looking out the front window and the side window whenever it gets too blurry. his stomach feels like an empty pit, sick either from heartbreak or the sugary cake in his system—probably both. his fingers are also freezing, but he doesn’t recognize the fact that he can’t feel them. it doesn’t matter, not when jimin is upset with him.
the alpha pulls up to jimin’s house and shifts his car into park before throwing himself out the door.
hail.
he discovers it’s hailing out when he steps outside. the mini pellets of ice hit him harshly, but again, he doesn’t feel it. jeongguk can barely hear it either, not over the sound of his heartbeat in his ears.
jeongguk runs to the door, hair soaked by the time he reaches it. thankfully, the awning over the door gives him protection.
he doesn’t hesitate to bang on the door and he doesn’t wait to call out for jimin.
“jimin! i know you’re home,” he calls out, sounding just as desperate as he feels. “please, talk to me.”
his hands shake, the trees behind him woosh, and the windows of jimin’s small house rattle—everything is trembling.
his hands. his lips.
jeongguk waits, listening to the storm for a while, eyes never leaving the door even when water drips past his lashes.
“jimin, please!” jeongguk yells, voice breaking.
his chin wobbles, from tears or the cold catching up to him, he doesn’t know.
jeongguk tries again. “it’s not what it looked like. i—i would never do that— i don’t want to do that with anybody. she came on to me, i swear. please, you have to talk to me. i can’t.. i can’t—“
the door flies open and an angry jimin steps through the door frame. his cheeks are red and the tears in his eyes sparkle under the dim porch light.
jeongguk steps back as jimin strides forward, the look of murder in the human’s eye forcing him back.
“you.. you.. you are the biggest asshole i’ve ever fucking met. you’re sick for coming to my house, how dare you?” the tears pour out of jimin’s eyes, words sharp and clear. jimin means every word he says and jeongguk doesn’t blame him.
“jimin, pl—“
“don’t say my name. don’t even look at me. get the fuck out!” jimin shoves jeongguk’s chest, pushing the alpha away and back into the rainy, hail filled world.
jeongguk stumbles back, but he recovers quickly, taking a step forward. “can you listen to me, please?”
“no,” jimin shakes his head furiously, pushing jeongguk again. “n-no, what you can do is get the fuck out of my sight. i saw you. her hands up your shirt.. you.. fuck—just go!”
then, he’s gone.
jimin steps back inside and slams the door shut.
“no, no, no, please don’t do this.” jeongguk cries pathetically. at least, he thinks he’s crying. he can’t tell the difference between tears and water as rain beats against his face.
a choked sob escapes his throat. the grey sky above mocks him with the irony of hanging sad clouds over his head and he looks up to it, like it will somehow save him.
but it won’t and he wipes the water from his eyes.
jeongguk waits.
“jimin, please!” he calls out.
seconds pass.
then minutes.
and nothing.
jeongguk turns and walks back, wet clothes sticking to his skin with every movement. he stops halfway to his car, turning back to face the house. the last thing he wants to do is leave, but would it be more risky to stick around and make jimin more upset?
he watches the door for a minute longer, waiting, hoping, but it’s no use.
jimin doesn’t reappear and why would he?
“fuck.. fuck.. fucking— i’m an idiot…” jeongguk mumbles through cries to himself, chest tight and throat swollen.
he turns back, making the final walk to his car.
“and you can have this back!” jimin’s voice booms from behind him.
jeongguk stops and whips around quickly, seeing jimin walk towards him through the blur of rain. when the human is a few strides away from jeongguk, he lifts his arm and throws whatever he was holding in his hand. the item hits jeongguk’s chest hard, stinging his skin.
he looks down, seeing the gold heart necklace land in the mud. it’s a gift jeongguk gave him for christmas last year.
jimin hasn’t taken it off since, not until now at least.
jeongguk’s chest stutters. he grabs the necklace from the ground and shoves it into his pocket. his head snaps up to look at jimin. “i don’t want it back. i don’t want anything, not unless it’s you.”
jimin’s jaw clenches, drops of water falling down his face and wetting his hair. “you had me.”
jeongguk swallows a sob. “i-i’m sorry.”
“i know we never talked about anything, but.. but i thought..” jimin’s chokes on a sob, hand covering his mouth as he cries. the rain picks up, replacing the hail with more thick drops of water. “i trusted you.” he sounds so broken.
“you can still trust me. i’m yours, jimin. i’ve been yours—“
“have you?” he doesn’t sound convinced.
“yes,” jeongguk breathes. “eunji.. she—she flirts with me at the office. it’s always harmless and i didn’t want to make a big deal about it because i love my job. you know i love my job.”
he runs his fingers through his soaked hair before continuing.
“she saw me at the club and cornered me. i denied all of her advances and i pushed her away. i promise. i would never chose anyone over you and you fucking know that.”
jimin holds himself, arms wrapped around his middle in a self soothing manner.
“seeing you with her made me feel sick. i hated it, jeongguk. i.. i don’t ever want to see you with anyone like that.”
a confession—or at least the closest jimin has ever come to giving him one.
“you won’t.” jeongguk dares a step forward, eyes burning with tears and rain. “i’m yours, completely yours. the way i feel about you, the things i want with you... i fucking love you, jimin. i’m so in love with you and i have been for a long time.”
jimin is silent, eyes strong and mouth tight as he looks at jeongguk.
the alpha continues. “i want you. my alpha wants you. i know sometimes you worry about being a human and think you aren’t enough, but you’re exactly who i want. you’re who i need. you make me feel calm, like the world isn’t so fucking complicated. i could go on about all the ways i love you and all the things you do that drive me crazy. if that’s what it takes, i’ll be here all night telling you what you do to me.”
jimin looks away, posture still tense. “you love me?” he says it so lowly jeongguk barely catches it over the rain.
“yes.” his words are a whisper.
jimin looks back at him.
jeongguk takes a step forward, toe to toe with jimin. “i love you so fucking much...”
he doesn’t know who moves first, but jimin’s hand is fisting his shirt and jeongguk’s hands are on his hips. they kiss each other like they’re desperate—teeth clash and noses press into cheeks, completely consuming one another. drops of rain fall between their lips, but it’s quickly kissed away and the storm around them is nothing compared to the storm of emotions.
jeongguk’s tongue slides into jimin’s mouth and the human doesn’t hesitate to rub their tongues together. jeongguk moans into his mouth, hands tightening at his hips and pressing his fingers into him harshly—holding on for dear life.
please stay with me.
he doesn’t break their kiss as he dips down, picking jimin up and holding him around his waist. he also doesn’t break the kiss as he walks towards jimin’s front door. and he remains kissing him as he walks them inside, water dripping on the hardwood floor beneath them.
“i love you.” jimin whispers against his lips, legs tightening around jeongguk.
jeongguk’s heart blooms.
his arms tighten around him. “i love you.”
jeongguk walks the path to jimin’s room and he doesn’t bother to turn the lights on, too worried about keeping jimin close to him. he’s afraid that if he stops for one second the other will pull away.
he kisses him with fervor, laying jimin down on the bed, wet clothes and all. jeongguk’s hands are everywhere, moving from jimin’s cheeks, down his sides, kneading his hips.. he feels the man wherever he can touch.
“no one else gets to have you like this,” jimin whispers between kisses. “only me.”
“only you, baby. only you.”
jeongguk’s hands tug up jimin’s shirt and jimin lifts his arms up, letting him pull it over his head. the wet shirt falls to the floor with a smack. the alpha takes off his own, tossing it alongside jimin’s.
they’ve undressed together before. they’ve stripped themselves in the same room briefly to change clothes, but it’s never been like this. he’s never seen jimin this intimately and now, with the dim light pouring in from the hallway, jimin looks beautiful.
jeongguk takes a nipple into his mouth and jimin gasps, back arching off the bed. he swirls his tongue around the hard bud. jimin’s hands tangle in his wet locks, some stray drops dripping down his face and onto jimin’s lithe body.
he licks the man’s nipples raw, until jimin is trembling against the bed and near begging him to stop.
“touch me, please.” jimin moans, breathless.
jeongguk lifts his head and looks down at jimin with heavy lidded eyes.
“please, what?”
jimin’s lips part and his eyes shy away. despite already understanding, he asks anyways, “what do you mean?”
“i said, please, what? you know what to call me, darling.” jeongguk lowers himself, teasing his lips over jimin’s. “don’t be shy.”
jimin’s chest deflates with a soft exhale.
“please.. touch me, alpha.”
jeongguk’s throat vibrates with a growl and his alpha claws at his chest. being addressed as ‘alpha’ has never sounded so fucking good.
“good boy.”
he pecks jimin’s lips before standing off of the bed. his hands clasp around jimin’s ankles and he pulls him until the humans ass if right at the edge of the bed. jeongguk’s fingers swiftly unbutton jimin’s jeans and he pulls them down, along with his underwear.
jimin’s cock, small and pretty, stands hard between his legs. jeongguk’s stomach tightens looking at him, shameless with the way he stares.
he begins to undo his own jeans. “you’re so pretty, minnie.” jeongguk murmurs and strips himself of his own pants and underwear.
he feels the weight of jimin’s intense gaze. the human’s eyes look him up and down, lingering on his hard cock. jeongguk’s alpha takes over, puffing his chest out a bit in pride.
“you’re pretty too.” jimin bites his lip.
oh, he’s gonna destroy him.
jeongguk drops to his knees at the edge of the bed.
“gguk, what— oh fu—“
jeongguk pushes jimin’s legs up and dives in, flicking his tongue over his hole. he’s wanted to do this for so long. has wanted to eat jimin out until he’s crying. wanted to hear the noises he makes.
jimin’s back arches off the bed, fingers sliding through jeongguk’s damp hair, and gripping the strands tightly. the alpha grows lowly, tongue lapping over jimin’s entrance, coaxing the tight muscle to loosen up.
“fuck, no one’s ever— oh my god—“ jimin moans loudly as jeongguk sucks on his rim. he devours the human like he’s his last meal, tongue sloppy and lips nipping.
jimin’s heels dig into his upper back and his thighs clamp on either side of his head, pinning him in place. it’s heaven being between jimin’s legs and his moans sound like angels singing.
his tongue pushes past his rim, slowly lapping inside of him. jimin watches him from above, slit eyes watching the alpha fuck him with his wet tongue. jeongguk feels his gaze, eyes flicking up to meet with jimin’s. heat flares in his chest and he quickly grows desperate to hear more of jimin’s moans, so his hand grazes past his thigh until he’s thumbing at the tip of jimin’s leaking cock—barely touching, teasing the man.
jimin’s head collapses back against the bed again with a loud moan, abdomen clenching as his body flushes red.
he’s gonna cum.
jeongguk can see it.
he can see the muscles in his stomach working. his hole squeezing tightly around him. his cock twitching under his thumb. his adam’s apple jumping against quiet sobs.
“gonna cum for me, min?”
“yes— gonna… gonna fu—“ jimin whimpers and cum spurts from his cock, pooling at his lower abdomen. jeongguk continues to tongue fuck him through it, lazily stroking his cock as it twitches in his hand. the human is pure moans and quivering above him, and jeongguk watches with rapt attention as jimin falls apart.
his alpha has never felt so possessive.
jeongguk kisses up jimin’s thigh, over his hip, tongue passing through the warm cum on his stomach just because he fucking can. he kisses all the way up jimin’s body until jimin’s hands grab his cheeks and pull jeongguk’s head up, bringing their lips together. their kiss is different this time, slow and intentional. the slide of their lips together, the swipe of their tongues, all of it settles in the deepest part of jeongguk’s stomach, making the pit feel whole again.
jeongguk’s hand drags up and down jimin’s side before his fingertips trail further and further down. the human spreads his legs and jeongguk knows exactly what to do.
“lube’s in the drawer.” jimin mumbles against his lips.
“i know.”
“wha— how?”
“tried looking for a charging cord a while ago, found your lube instead.” jeongguk smirks.
“little shit...” jimin grumbles.
jeongguk reaches up and rummages through the drawer. “but you love me.”
“i do.” jimin hums sweetly.
jeongguk coats his fingers with a healthy amount of lube and then reaches between their bodies, abandoning the bottle on the bed.
“good, because i love you too.” he whispers.
he moves lower until his fingers slide between jimin’s cheeks and brush over his hole. jimin’s eyes fall shut and his body loses all tension, ready to take whatever jeongguk gives him.
“look at me,” jeongguk commands, though his voice remains gentle.
jimin’s eyes open and those eyes stare deep into jeongguk’s.
the alpha circles around jimin hole, watching as jimin’s lips part and hot puffs of his breath hit jeongguk’s lips. jeongguk pushes a finger inside of him and jimin moans, lids growing so heavy they threaten to fall shut again.
he begins to pump his finger in and out of jimin’s tight heat, seeing the human fall apart piece by piece as he opens him up. when he pushes two fingers inside of him, jimin digs his nails into jeongguk’s skin. his legs fall from jeongguk’s waist and spread wider, giving the alpha more room to work with.
jeongguk pushes a third finger inside of him and jimin clenches around him. the human’s brows curl in pleasure, a steady stream of high moans escaping his throat.
“a-a—“ jimin tries, but can’t finish his words.
jeongguk fucks jimin deep with his fingers, the pads of his fingers massaging his walls in search of—
jimin whimpers loudly when jeongguk’s fingers find his prostate. “alpha.”
the words hit jeongguk like a train.
the alpha gets on his knees between jimin’s legs, keeping his three fingers deep inside of him while his other hand lays flat on jimin’s stomach.
“wanna feel me in here?” jeongguk’s words almost tremble. “wanna feel me deep in your stomach?”
jimin nods his head. “please, alpha, please.”
jeongguk growls, not holding back the noise as it tears through the sound of his fingers fucking jimin’s wet hole.
“sweet baby,” jeongguk mumbles. “so needy for me.”
he slows down his pace, easing his way out of jimin carefully. the second he leaves jimin empty, the human is reaching out for him, arms stretched. jeongguk, a fool in love, lowers himself on top of jimin again.
“if it hurts, please tell me.” jeongguk kisses jimin’s lips briefly. “keep your eyes on me, baby. wanna see you.”
his wet hand wraps around his cock, stringy precum dripping from his tip. jeongguk spreads the remaining lube from his hand up and down his length before bringing his cock to jimin’s hole. he carefully pushes in and time seems to slow around him. his heart beats like a drum and jeongguk is barely holding it together the deeper he sinks into the human.
jimin gasps as he pushes inside, breathing heavily as the alpha feeds him his cock inch by inch. he stops halfway when jimin asks, sitting inside of him patiently while he adjusts to his size.
jeongguk kisses along his jaw, soothing him the best he can until jimin asks him to continue. he keeps going, pushing in until his hips meet jimin’s ass. the human takes him well, the only sign of pain being a small crease between his brows. but, the alpha isn’t faring as well as he thought he would, panting and barely holding himself together. jimin is so fucking tight it’s dizzying.
“you okay, gguk?” jimin whispers, gently putting his hands on jeongguk’s cheeks. he looks up at him with such soft eyes.
jeongguk exhales. “i should be asking you that.”
“i’m fine,” his hole flutters around jeongguk, making him drop his head with a loud moan. “shit, m’sorry, alpha.”
jeongguk groans, cock throbbing simply because jimin keeps calling him ‘alpha’. and yes, he asked for it, but fuck he didn’t think it’d affect him this much.
“you feel so fucking good,” jeongguk says, almost pained. “don’t think i can move without cumming right away.”
jimin slides his hands to jeongguk’s biceps. “let me help with that.”
“wha— oh fuck—“
jeongguk’s flipped onto his back, cock slipping out of jimin in the process, but it’s just what he needs to regain his composure. though, he’s barely holding on by a thread.
“sit up against the headboard.” jimin directs softly and jeongguk follows his words without a second though, pushing himself up until he’s sat, leaning back into the wooden headboard.
jimin straddles his lap, strong thighs on either side of his hips. his cock is hard again, thighs glistening with lube and jeongguk’s precum.
“my alpha…” jimin’s finger tips ghost down jeongguk’s neck. “my strong alpha.” his hands press flat against his hard chest.
“your alpha.” jeongguk mumbles, reaching for jimin’s waist.
“mhm…” jimin hums and reaches between them, little fingers wrapping around jeongguk’s cock.
jeongguk bites back a groan, but he doesn’t remain silent for much longer because jimin sinks himself right down onto jeongguk’s cock. he slips perfectly inside, hard cock molding beautifully to jimin’s slick walls.
“oh my god.” jeongguk moans in a haze. “please, jimin, please.”
jimin gives him exactly what he wants, lifting himself up only to slide back down on jeongguk’s cock. he’s slow with his movements and jeongguk is mesmerized, eyes bouncing between jimin’s face and his own cock disappearing inside of the human.
his pace gradually picks up and jeongguk’s hands tighten around his waist, helping jimin move up and down as he bounces on his lap. the wet sound of jeongguk’s cock moving in and out of him makes his stomach pool with arousal, and the sight of jimin is even worse, blissed out as he rides the alpha.
“baby, if you don’t— shit— if you don’t slow down i’m gonna fuckin’ knot you.”
jimin doesn’t stop. “knot me. want your knot, alpha.”
a broken whimper leaves jeongguk’s throat, knuckles growing white as he grips jimin harder. “it’ll hurt you. alpha knots— ngh, fuck— a-are big, hyung.”
“i can take it. i want it. i want you.” jimin’s nails dig crescents into his skin.
jeongguk doesn’t need to be told twice. so, he grounds his hands against jimin’s hips and holds tight, keeping him firmly in his place. the alphas hips snap up, plunging his cock deep inside of jimin at a vigorous pace.
jimin moans, whines, whimpers, mewls, babbles, hell, he does all of it as jeongguk fucks him. jeongguk looks at jimin as his knot starts to inflate, watching the way jimin’s face morphs as he falls deeper into his own pleasure.
the human cums again when jeongguk’s knot gets caught on his rim and finally locks them in place. the head of his cock massaging into jimin’s prostate, milking him dry.
jeongguk rolls his hips once more before he cums inside of the human. he chokes out a moan, watching with dark eyes as jimin’s lower belly inflates with cum. he growls, hips twitching up into jimin, instinctively trying to grind his cum deeper.
“fuck,” jimin whispers breathlessly, collapsing forward, forehead laying on jeongguk’s shoulder.
jeongguk is still panting, alpha riled up when he wraps his arms around jimin. he can’t help himself, rubbing the scent glands on his wrists up and down jimin’s sides to claim him. they catch their breath together, the sound of the rain outside filtering back into jeongguk’s ears.
“is this normal?” jimin’s hand cradles his stomach, feeling how bloated he is.
jeongguk bites back another possessive growl, pupils growing as he stares at jimin’s stomach. “yes…”
his cock twitches inside of jimin.
jimin smirks. “does it turn you on?”
jeongguk blushes and looks away. “it’s an alpha thing.”
jimin, the teasing menace he is, rolls his hips, pulling another moan from jeongguk.
“yeah? wanna fill me with more cum?”
jeongguk’s jaw clenches, hands running up jimin’s thighs. “stop teasing me.”
“what if im not teasing?” jimin licks his lips.
“jimin…” jeongguk’s chest rumbles.
“okay, fine.” jimin giggles. “you’re hot when you’re turned on.”
jeongguk snorts. “i’m always turned on because of you.”
“is that so?”
“mhm.” jeongguk nods, face still flaming red.
jimin leans forward and kisses jeongguk, pressing their lips together sweetly before resting his forehead to jeongguk’s.
“so, how long are we going to be like this?”
jeongguk knows what he means. he knows jimin is asking how long they’ll be locked together by his knot. but he answers an entirely different question.
“hopefully forever.”
jimin laughs, grinning fondly and shaking his head. “i think i’m okay with that.”