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The best part of spring was the days where the sun was hidden behind thick, gray clouds offering soft rumbling in the distance and the pitter-patter of rain on the glass. Any excuse that could be used for a lazy day was welcome in Jaemin’s book. Neither he or Jeno could convince themselves to sleep in when the sky was a bright blue. With their conflicting work schedules, their days off were sacred. Usually they were off running to museums or the aquarium or shopping in an attempt to keep the spark alive in their relationship. But on Gray Days they had the agreement to sleep in for as long as possible.
So when Jaemin woke early in the morning to a thunderstorm raging outside, he curled round Jeno’s back and went to sleep.
The second time he woke up, the bed next to him was empty in clear violation of the Gray Day Agreement. The blow of betrayal was lessened by the smell of food cooking down the hallway. Stretching out on the bed, Jaemin stared out at the steely clouds stretched across the horizon. He would need to get up and shower, probably do some laundry.
“Alright.” Jaemin stretched again, yawning wide. “Time to get up.” With a last, longing look to his warm bed, he trudged to the bathroom to start his day.
When Jaemin emerged from the shower the steam followed him out into the bedroom like a movie. On the bed waiting patiently was his husband munching on a strawberry with his eyes fixed on the storm. Sitting on top of the duvet was a tray holding bowls of sweetened fruit, slices of toast with cups of jam next to them, bacon and egg muffins stacked in a little pyramid, and finally a plate of cinnamon rolls. His sweet mate must have been awake a lot longer than Jaemin thought if there had been time to make all this food.
“I made brunch.” Jeno smiled up from the book open on his lap.
“And probably dinner.” Jaemin adjusted his robe so that he could climb up onto the bed. “Thank you, baby.” His mate never did things by halves.
“You’re welcome.” Jeno deposited the book on his nightstand and laid out, gazing up at him softly. Just under the collar of his shirt, Jaemin could see the thick black collar sticking out.
If his mate was wearing a collar this early and providing food it meant that Jeno wanted to spend their day doing more than napping. Popping a bright red strawberry into his mouth, Jaemin chewed thoughtfully. Was he in the mood for a soft scene? Jeno had come to him collared and with food leaving the ball in Jaemin’s court. He could say no, they had not planned for a scene today so Jeno wouldn’t be upset if he wasn’t feeling up to it.
Though, he did love to knot his mate.
“What do you want to do baby?” Jaemin selected a piece of toast and dipped it in a cup of berry jam. Raspberry preserves, his favorite.
“I want to take care of my Alpha.” Jeno lifted his shirt to show criss crossing lines of a shibari harness. “I woke up with a knot.” The shirt hit the ground next to the bed. “It made me think about the last time we played. How you called me your pretty omega.” A blush splashed across Jeno’s face. “I really liked it.”
“Yeah?” Jaemin took another bite of toast. “Being a little alpha whore isn’t enough anymore? Now you also want to be a pretty omega?”
Jeno’s pupils blew wide. “Please.”
Moving on to the egg muffins, Jaemin pretended to think about it. If this was what his mate wanted to do on their day off, who was Jaemin to deny him? They had both been incredibly busy with their respective jobs. It was nice to not have to worry about making ends meet, however it left little time for exciting sex. The last time they had been able to carve time out for a scene had been three weeks prior.
“Okay.” Jaemin dipped two of his fingers in a cup of jam and held it out between them. “Clean this for me.”
“Yes, Alpha.” Jeno rolled onto his stomach, eyes low as he sucked the sweet jam off. Pushing carefully, Jaemin fucked his mate’s mouth with his fingers until Jeno squirmed against the bed. “Thank you.” His eyes crept up just a moment to meet Jaemin’s. “How can I serve you?”
“Get undressed for me.” Jaemin took another scoop of jam but brought it to his lips. “Omega.”
Jeno rolled to his back again, his basketball shorts and underwear joining his shirt on the floor. In addition to the shibari chest harness, Jeno had put on a knot sleeve. The sleeve would prevent his knot from fully forming without having to worry about the danger of a cockring. Jaemin’s mate was already hard and leaking onto his stomach. It must have taken all of Jeno’s willpower to be so needy but let Jaemin sleep in so late.
“Aww,” Jaemin took a bite of melon. “Aren’t you adorable.” Jeno preened, biting his lower lip. “Put on a show for me, gorgeous.”
“Alpha.” Jeno got onto his knees to present his ass to Jaemin. “I want your knot.” A silver plug in his ass flashing in the lamp light. “Pretty please.”
Lightly, Jaemin dragged his nails up the back of Jeno’s thighs. “Look at you, soaking wet for me.” Lube leaked from around the seal of the plug making Jaemin wonder how much Jeno had trapped inside. Jaemin had spent an ungodly amount of money on specialty lube that nearly matched Jeno’s scent. “Your slick smells so good.”
“Alpha please.” The whine was higher, more desperate.
“Stay.”
Jaemin took the breakfast tray and set it on the dresser across the room. Still on the bed, Jeno laid face down with his ass in the air. Both of Jeno’s hands were fisted into the sheets above his head. The position of pure supplication did a lot for Jaemin’s own arousal. Slowly trailing back to the bed, Jaemin dropped his robe to be picked up later. His own patience was beginning to wear thin in the face of Jeno being so cute.
“Color?”
“Green.” Jeno sighed, knees widening in preparation. “I’m green, Alpha.”
“Good boy.” Jaemin climbed back onto the bed. “So messy.” The silver plug slid out easily, the removal allowing more scented lube to leak out. Of course it was the big one they used to prepare Jeno for taking Jaemin’s knot. Clearly Jeno’s patience had only extended so far “Already did the work for me, didn’t you?” Jeno moaned a yes. “Wet, gaping, and mewling for a knot. You really are my sweet little omega.”
Jeno’s affirmative was cut off by a whine. Jaemin sank into his mate in a slow, steady move. Jeno’s body was open and pliant, allowing Jaemin to bottom out with ease. If he closed his eyes, Jaemin could pretend that he was fucking an omega. It was hot and wet and Jeno was quivering like a leaf.
“Alpha.” Jeno rocked back, knuckles going white where he clutched the blankets.
“I know, baby.” Gripping Jeno’s waist with both hands in a bruising grip, Jaemin pulled out and slammed back into him. “You like that?”
“Y-yes!” Jeno rocked into the next one, breath punching out when their bodies collided.
Jaemin kept his pace slow, not allowing either of them much relief so that he could listen to Jeno whine. His mate gripped and ungripped the blanket begging for more. Faster. Harder. Anything. Wisely, Jeno didn’t try to change the pace himself. If he did, Jaemin would be forced to stop all together and neither one of them were in any kind of headspace to need a lesson in patience.
“Who is your Alpha?” Jaemin slid his hand up Jeno’s spine. When he didn’t get an answer, Jaemin fisted his hand in Jeno’s hair to force his head up. “Answer me.”
“You are.” Jeno’s breaths were coming in quick pants. On the bed his knees slid a little farther apart to adjust for the curve in his spine. “Jaemin, you’re my Alpha.”
“That’s right.” The mating scar high on Jeno’s neck wouldn’t let anyone forget it. “You’re going to obey your Alpha right?” Jeno tried to nod a yes despite his hair in a tight hold. “You’re going to take my knot like a good omega right?” Jeno frantically tried to nod again. “My good little hole.” Jaemin shoved Jeno’s face back into the blanket. “My pretty breeding boy”
Adjusting his knees, Jaemin fucked hard and fast into his mate. With each wet slap he offered praise until Jeno was sobbing into the blanket. Jaemin felt Jeno tighten around him but the knot sleeve wouldn’t let him cum no matter how much he wanted. Jeno thrashed, bucked, pleaded for any kind of release while Jaemin followed the spiraling pleasure.
“Alpha.” Jeno pounded his fist against the bed, voice going hoarse. “Jaemin.”
“Almost, baby.” Gripping Jeno’s hair again as an anchor, Jaemin felt his knot building. “Almost, almost, al-”
Jaemin’s orgasm hit him like flash fire. Pressing his hips firmly against Jeno’s ass, the knot expanded, filling his mate and locking them together. Still face down, Jeno sobbed but his hands had not moved from their position above his head. Fuck why did they have to be like this? He wanted to see Jeno cry before putting another bite on his pretty skin. Jaemin would have to make Jeno ride him later so that he could appreciate the harness - if the poor thing didn’t come undone before then.
“Good boy.” Kissing the sweaty shoulder blades, Jaemin reached under Jeno’s hips to play with the restricted knot. “Does my omega want to knot?” Jeno’s whole body shuddered and he bucked up against Jaemin’s hips making them both moan. “Why should I let you knot?”
“I’ve been good.” Jeno croaked out. “Alpha, please, it hurts.” Jaemin ran his nail along the velcro holding the sleeve closed. “Wasn’t I a good hole?” Jaemin hummed, undoing part of the velcro. “Wasn’t I a good omega for you?”
“You’re always good for me, baby.” Jaemin kissed Jeno’s shoulder again. “You can knot.” The moment Jaemin removed the sleeve Jeno’s knot expanded. Holding it with both hands, Jaemin used the excess lube sliding down Jeno’s thighs to massage and stroke it. “You cry so nice. How am I supposed to stop?”
Jeno was caught between Jaemin’s hands and his knot, both of them sending the man into overdrive. The puddle of release on the bed continued to widen, Jeno unable to stop himself from cumming. Jaemin refused to let up until Jeno begged and then continued right up until he came again.
“My perfect boy.” Jaemin slowly released the knot to hold Jeno around the waist. The harness was uncomfortable against his face, but he nuzzled down against it anyway. “You did so well. I love you so much.”
“I don’t think I have any brains left.” Jeno coughed to clear his throat, his whole body shaking. “Holy shit.”
“My knot is almost down.” Giving a test, he was still a little too big to pull out comfortably. “I’ll change out the sheets and we can have some more of the breakfast you so nicely made.”
“Don’t bother with the sheets.” Jeno grinned up over his shoulder looking both ruined and bratty. “It’s still storming outside.”