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Yoongi hails a cab in front of the university and tells Jimin to text his mom that he won’t be coming home tonight. Blushing, Jimin punches a message to his mom reassuring her that he’s safe because he’s with Yoongi.
Yeah, that is what Jimin has always felt when he’s with the older alpha ‒ safe. Even though he’s an alpha too and can defend himself, it’s always nice to have someone who can make him feel safe.
Yoongi is quiet throughout the entire ride but he doesn’t let go of Jimin’s hand. Jimin tries his best to conceal his pheromones because he’s in a public place but with Yoongi looking so handsome and mildly agitated beside him, judging from how he clenches and unclenches his hold on Jimin’s hand, makes it difficult for the younger alpha to stay completely calm.
The driver gives them a curious look once through the rear-view mirror, probably smelling his and Yoongi’s unsteady pheromones, and Jimin averts his eyes in favor of looking through the window with a bright flush on his face.
When the cab pulls up in front of a motel downtown, Jimin’s heart bangs against his ribcage as Yoongi takes out a few bills and pays the driver. He looks at the neon purple lights adorning the entire building.
It really looks like a damn love hotel. Fuck.
“Hey.”
Jimin startles a little when Yoongi’s fingers intertwines with his. “Is this okay?” he asks and Jimin replies with a nod.
Yoongi frowns and brushes the younger’s cheek with a thumb. “Tell me if you’re having second thoughts and we can go home.”
Shaking his head, Jimin squeezes the elder’s hand and smiles. “I want this.”
Yoongi seems to relax at that and he places a quick kiss on the back of Jimin’s hand, squeezing back. “Okay.”
Jimin stands behind Yoongi and waits for the man to book them a room. He’s looking anywhere but the omega receptionist behind the counter because he knows that she’s probably curious that two alphas are gonna spend the night at a love hotel.
It’s not unheard of before, but it’s also not that common. And it’s not like Jimin hasn’t been to a love hotel before. He’s had a few shares of one-night stands with omegas and betas before but never with an alpha.
How… could he tell Yoongi that?
“Come on,” Yoongi tells him after paying for the room and Jimin nods to follow him towards the elevator.
The air is tense and charged around them as they quietly ride the elevator up to the 7th floor. The rooms in this love hotel are soundproof, he heard the lady receptionist say so in the lobby. Once in front of Room 779, Yoongi taps the keycard on the sensor and the door clicks open, making Jimin’s heart beat faster.
The room is a mixture of red, gold, and white: red LED lights on both sides of the white-covered bed adorned with a floor-to-ceiling translucent red curtain that adds a sensual vibe to the central furniture of the room.
“You can go and take a shower first,” Yoongi offers and Jimin nods without a reply.
He takes a quick trip to the bathroom, staring blankly at the drain below him as the water pours down from the showerhead. Who will bottom tonight? How can he tell Yoongi that he has never bottomed for anyone in his entire life?
He’s sure Yoongi will understand and won’t make fun of him. The older alpha can be a prick sometimes but not in situations like this. But the thing is, Jimin is so fucking nervous and a little embarrassed.
After scrubbing himself clean, Jimin turns off the shower to towel himself dry, wearing a white robe as he walks back to the room and seeing Yoongi look up to him with a smile. “Your turn,” he says and he doesn’t know if he sounds a bit stiff.
The man stands up from the bed and presses a soft kiss on Jimin’s cheek before disappearing into the bathroom. The anxiety in Jimin’s chest dissipates a little and he realizes that Yoongi probably knows what he’s feeling at the moment.
Jimin hops on the bed and stares stupidly at his phone. Should he… text Hoseok? But for what? Fuck, he’s panicking.
With a frustrated sigh, Jⲓmⲓn puts his phone on silent mode and places it on the end table beside the bed. If he and Yoongⲓ are going to fuck, then he won’t back out. He’s an alpha, goddammit.
He had already shamelessly jumped at Yoongⲓ in the locker room, had sex with him even so what’s the point of being this nervous about having sex with him again?
When the door to the bathroom clicks open, Jⲓmin’s heart starts to hammer louder inside his chest. He hears Yoongⲓ’s footsteps approaching and shortly after, the mattress in front of him dips down as a weight drops on it.
“Jⲓmin.” Yoongⲓ places a comforting hand on his thigh. “Have you… had sex before?”
The younger alpha suppresses a snort at the question. “Of course, I have.”
“With an alpha?”
Jⲓmin’s eyes drop down on Yoongⲓ’s hand, nibbling nervously on his bottom lip for a moment. “No,” he whispers.
“Okay.” Yoongⲓ nods with understanding and squeezes Jⲓmin’s thigh. “I can bottom for you tonight.”
The younger alpha’s head springs up in surprise, eyes wide and lips parted. Yoongⲓ will… what?
“What?”
The elder chuckles and repositions his hand on the back of Jⲓmin’s neck, pulling him closer to kiss him briefly on the mouth. “I don’t care which one I am. I’d choose your comfort first before anything else.”
Yoongⲓ’s sweet words fill up Jⲓmin’s chest with warmth and he blushes as he takes Yoongⲓ’s hand in his, saying, “I’m sorry for being mean to you, Yoongⲓ. And that night when you had dinner at home, I’m really sorry for saying those things to you. I was frustrated.”
“Frustrated?”
Jⲓmin nods. “I hated your scent because it made me feel weak. My inner alpha isn’t pleased by that and you know how troublesome it is.”
“My scent made you feel weak?” Yoongⲓ frowns in concern. “Why?”
“Because…” Jⲓmin presses his lips together. “I didn't hate it. As an alpha, I should hate another alpha’s scent. But with yours, it’s different. And makes me feel frustrated and confused. I… refused to acknowledge what it means. What I’ve always felt.”
“Jⲓmin.” Yoongⲓ scoots closer to caress the younger’s cheek, looking at him in the eye with seriousness and sincerity. “It’s okay to have feelings for someone, no matter what their subgender is. Alpha, beta, omega ‒ you choose because of love not because of what society or your instinct tells you. Fuck all of them, what matters is you and I.”
Jⲓmin lets out a chuckle and closes his eyes to feel Yoongⲓ’s warmth against his face. It’s so like Yoongⲓ to say these things. “Even if my alpha hates to submit to another of its kind?”
“Your inner alpha is different from you. It’s your instinct but you are you. You get to decide what you want and make choices for yourself. To tell you the truth...” Yoongi’s eyes soften as he caresses Jⲓmin’s cheek. “My inner alpha has already submitted to you a long time ago.”
The confession makes Jⲓmin’s breath catch in his throat and his face burns a lot brighter because it’s the most intimate thing that can happen to an alpha ‒ submission. For an alpha to submit himself to someone, more so to another alpha, it’s something that is viewed as having a claim on them.
Alphas are the most dominant species in this world and for Yoongⲓ to submit himself to Jⲓmin like this…
“I can’t believe you’ve loved me for a long time,” Jⲓmin mutters, blushing.
“Me either.” The elder chuckles, shaking his head. “Frequently, I ask myself why does it have to be you? Sometimes, I got frustrated and angry at myself because even though I knew you hated me, I still wanted you.”
“I never hated you.” A crease appears between Jⲓmin’s brows as he tries to explain himself. “Yeah, you’re annoying and an asshole sometimes. You even snatched away an omega from me back in high school; I was so pissed off by the way. But I never hated you.”
The memory makes Yoongⲓ chuckle. “That omega you were talking about was using you for popularity, Jⲓmin. He confessed to me too.”
“But you entertained him,” Jⲓmin complains with a frown.
“Because I wanted to keep you away from him.” Yoongi smirks. “He didn’t deserve you. You deserve someone who will genuinely love you.”
“And you think that someone is you?” Jⲓmin asks with a raised brow, challenging him.
“Maybe. It’s up to you to decide. But, Jⲓmin…” Yoongⲓ stares at him seriously. “I can promise you that you’ve always been important to me, and right now and in the foreseeable future, I can confidently say that you’re the only one for me.”
For a moment, Jⲓmin thinks he got lost in the alpha’s gaze, like Yoongⲓ is staring right into his soul, touching it with utmost sincerity and devotion that small shivers run down Jⲓmin’s spine as his face burns brightly under the other’s attention.
“You’re so intense; I don’t know what to do,” Jⲓmin mutters as he hides his blush behind a hand.
The shy gesture makes Yoongⲓ laugh. “Well, for a start…” Yoongⲓ takes Jⲓmin’s hand off his face and smirks. “You can fuck me?”
Jⲓmin snorts lightly. “Now you’ve ruined the mood.”
“Did I?” Yoongⲓ grins and kneels on the mattress, pushing Jⲓmin back against the headboard. “I think we should remedy that.”
Jⲓmin feels Yoongⲓ’s lips on his as the elder situates himself between his parted thighs. Yoongⲓ tugs at the ribbon of his robe and the fabric loosens up to reveal Jⲓmin’s chest. “Pretty,” he hears the elder say and Jⲓmin preens at the attention.
“You really like getting praised,” Yoongⲓ teases him as he kisses his neck, down to his collarbones as his right hand touches the younger’s chest. “Lay down for me?”
Jⲓmin obliges and lays down comfortably on the bed. He’s tense; both of them know that. Because his brain is still processing the fact that Jⲓmin actually has feelings for his childhood friend and is now down there between his legs to suck him off.
Christ, how did things turn out this way?
Jⲓmin is half-hard when Yoongⲓ takes him into his mouth, swirling his tongue just right and hollowing his cheeks that Jⲓmin lets out soft moans in return. Yoongⲓ is good at this , Jⲓmin tells himself.
When the elder pops off his shaft to open the drawer containing a bottle of lube and a few condoms, Jⲓmin asks, “D’you want me to prepare you?”
Jⲓmin isn’t completely clueless. He had sex with betas before so he knows how things work. Betas and alphas don’t produce slick like omegas, so intercourse is a little difficult but with proper preparation...
The elder smiles at him. “It’s okay. I wanna enjoy myself kissing you. Been waiting for this moment for so long.”
Jⲓmin feels Yoongⲓ capture his lips for another deep kiss. It’s not hurried like the ones they shared in the locker room, but Jⲓmin can still feel the hunger and desperation in it. Yoongⲓ takes his time kissing him, savouring his mouth, licking and mapping out every line and corner.
It leaves Jⲓmin breathless.
When Jⲓmin reaches behind Yoongⲓ to squeeze his ass, he moans when he feels the elder’s lubed fingers stretching his hole carefully. “You’re so hot, Yoongⲓ,” he murmurs against his lips.
The older alpha hums pleasantly and bites Jⲓmin’s bottom lip between his teeth. After a few minutes, Yoongⲓ takes his fingers out and says, “How do you want me?”
Jⲓmin hears his inner alpha’s silent growl inside his throat. “On your knees.”
Yoongⲓ’s lids fall lower at Jⲓmin’s breathy and hoarse voice, noticing the lust biting on the edges. Without another word, Yoongⲓ takes off his robe and turns around to present himself.
Jⲓmin looks at the line of muscles on Yoongⲓ’s broad back, shoulders, arms and thighs. His pale skin looks darker under the red LED lights and the way the elder bends over to show him his lubed and stretched out hole makes Jⲓmin bite his lip.
His long and thick cock is hanging between his legs and to think that such an attractive and handsome alpha would lower his head and bend over for Jⲓmin like this fuels his inner alpha with pride and dominance.
With an impatient huff, Jⲓmin tears open a packet of condom and rolls it down his aching cock quickly. Jⲓmin kneels behind the older alpha and places a hand on his lower back, aligning the tip with his hole.
“Do you frequently do this?” Jⲓmin asks when the head slides in without much resistance and Yoongⲓ remains unbothered. “Bottoming, I mean.”
“Sometimes.”
Jⲓmin wrinkles his nose in distaste. He doesn’t like the idea of Yoongⲓ bottoming for anyone. His inner alpha is on edge inside him and is telling Jⲓmin to claim, claim, claim.
“You’ve bottomed for alphas before?” Jⲓmin’s hands settle on the man’s hips.
“Mhn.”
Jⲓmin’s grip tightens and he feels Yoongⲓ’s rim clench around him when he slides in halfway. “Betas? Omegas?”
“Yeah.”
Jⲓmin’s jaws clench as his hips hit the alpha’s backside, hearing a breath coming out of the elder’s mouth. Placing a hand between Yoongⲓ’s shoulders to push his upper half down on the bed, Jⲓmin hovers over him and says, “I don’t want you bottoming for anyone other than me.”
Yoongⲓ closes his eyes with a frown, right cheek pressed to the sheets as his lips part when Jⲓmin starts to move his hips slowly.
The younger alpha hisses near his ear. “I’m the only one who can see you like this from now on. Do you understand?”
Yoongⲓ groans softly before nodding against the sheets, the lobes of his ears and the back of his neck painted with red.
With his inner alpha pleased, Jⲓmin pulls back to hold his hyung’s hips and takes in a deep breath before beginning to thrust.
Alphas are a lot tighter than omegas, maybe a little more than betas because their bodies aren’t naturally made for this. Omegas open up easily for alphas because they are influenced by their instincts to accept an alpha’s knot.
Alpha’s, on the other hand, need tedious and thorough preparation before intercourse and Jⲓmin feels like Yoongⲓ’s walls are trying to reject him by clamping down on him hard as he moves but the sensation isn’t anything that Jⲓmin had felt before and somehow, the challenge turns him on even more.
“You’re so fucking tight,” Jⲓmin groans with a little wince as Yoongⲓ’s walls clench around him tightly.
“Welcome to alpha sex,” Yoongⲓ teases him and the younger chuckles.
Jⲓmin’s careful and measured thrusts turn into fast and hard ones once Yoongⲓ’s body fully adapted to his girth. The slick sounds of lube and slapping noises of skin against skin fill up the room as well as Jⲓmin’s grunts and Yoongⲓ’s muffled groans against the sheets.
At one point, Jⲓmin shoves the older alpha hard on the mattress and hears a low growl coming from him in retaliation. The rough sound makes Jⲓmin’s eyes glint and his inner alpha tells him to take over, dominate, and claim the body underneath him.
“Fuck,” he rasps as he fucks Yoongⲓ hard into the mattress, pinning him down with his weight as his arms wrap around his torso. “You feel so damn good.”
The older alpha growls and props both elbows beneath him, trying to fight against Jⲓmin’s weight. And when he turns his head to the side to glance at him, the younger sees a pair of golden irises glowing and staring back at him.
Jⲓmin’s vision suddenly zeroes in on Yoongⲓ’s face as he feels his inner alpha howl. He’s familiar with this shift. It happens when his emotion is too much that it threatens to spill out of him, or when his inner alpha reciprocates an omega’s pheromones.
“Your eyes,” Yoongⲓ says to him.
Jⲓmin knows his eyes must be glowing gold right now.
A growl erupts from Jⲓmin’s throat and he bites on Yoongⲓ’s shoulder when the elder clenches around him again, hard enough to bruise but not break the skin.
He hears a growl in return from Yoongⲓ, the elder’s teeth bared with his fangs slightly longer. “Right there,” he groans, trying to push back against Jⲓmin’s thrusts. “Fuck me right there, Jⲓmin.”
The younger obliges and tries his best to maintain the angle of his thrusts, basking in the soft moans and rough groans coming out of Yoongⲓ’s mouth, delighted how the older alpha is taking his cock.
Then Jⲓmin feels the exact moment when Yoongⲓ’s whole body tenses up and his hole clenches around him so tightly that Jⲓmin winces and groans against his hyung’s shoulder. “Yoongⲓ, what the‒”
“Ngh…” Yoongⲓ’s face is buried into the sheets, hands balled into tight fists as Jⲓmin feels his body tremble beneath him.
Did Yoongⲓ just…?
“Did you come?” Jⲓmin asks in shock, halting his thrusts and planting a hand on the bed beside Yoongⲓ’s shoulder to stare down at the man.
“Mhn,” the older alpha replies with a nod.
“Untouched?” Jⲓmin blinks at him.
“It felt too good.” Yoongⲓ tightens around him.
Jⲓmin licks his lips as a new wave of desire spreads throughout his entire body, making his dick twitch inside the elder. His inner alpha is pleased ‒ overly satisfied ‒ that he made Yoongⲓ come with just his dick.
Jⲓmin knows that it’s theoretically possible but to experience it firsthand and to see Yoongⲓ tensing up and trembling beneath him with pleasure, it makes his head spin with overwhelming lust.
The alpha looks over his shoulder at Jⲓmin, licking his upper lip with a predatory look in his golden eyes. “And because it’s you.”
Jⲓmin moans softly as his heart pounds loudly inside his chest, pulling out for a moment to say, “Can I fuck your mouth?”
Yoongⲓ’s eyes glint with interest and he turns over onto his back with both elbows propped on the bed. “Sure.”
Jⲓmin hastily pulls the condom off as he kneels on one knee, his right foot planted firmly on the bed for balance. He runs his fingers at the back of Yoongⲓ’s head, feeling the soft strands momentarily before pressing the tip of his leaking cock against the elder’s mouth. “Open up,” he says.
The older alpha gladly complies and he sucks on the head with a low, rough sound in his throat. Jⲓmin lets out a shaky breath as he starts to fuck Yoongⲓ’s mouth, fingers curling on the other’s hair as Yoongⲓ fervently sucks him off, matching his quick thrusts.
“Ah…” Jⲓmin’s head throws back in pleasure when Yoongⲓ’s hand starts playing with his balls. “Good.”
Yoongⲓ hums around him and the vibration it produced makes Jⲓmin’s toes curl. “I’m close,” he warns him but the elder squeezes his right asscheek, urging him to continue. “You’re ‒ mhn ‒ gonna swallow?”
The older alpha hums again and presses the pad of his middle finger against Jⲓmin’s rim, causing the younger’s thrust to falter for a second. Yoongⲓ keeps his finger there, teasing and rubbing Jⲓmin’s entrance as he sucks him off, not breaching the rim but applying enough pressure to make him feel good.
“Coming,” Jⲓmin rasps and feels his groin tightening so much at the explicit sight of his hyung’s pretty mouth stretched widely around his cock, pretty lashes closed and creating shadows over his pale cheeks. He looks so fucking beautiful and Jⲓmin feels a pleasant tug at his heart.
When Jⲓmin comes, it’s with a loud moan as he grips Yoongⲓ’s hair firmly, hearing ‒ no, feeling a low, pleased growl vibrating deep inside the alpha’s throat. Yoongⲓ takes it well, swallows almost everything, with a few spilling out and dripping down the corners of his mouth as Jⲓmin pumps him full with his seed.
Sated, Jⲓmin pulls out with a sigh and takes a moment to appreciate the mess he’d made on his hyung. Yoongⲓ wipes the remaining come off his lips but some drips down on his chest, glistening under the red LED lights.
Yoongⲓ reaches for Jⲓmin and the younger complies immediately, feeling a hand settle on his nape as Yoongⲓ pulls him down for a kiss. Jⲓmin grimaces at the taste of his own cum but decides to let it go in favor of kissing Yoongⲓ breathless.
“You taste good,” the elder murmurs on his lips. “Smell good.”
“What do I smell like?”
Yoongⲓ pulls back a bit to caress Jⲓmin’s cheek. “Frost… and pines.”
“Doesn’t it smell bad?”
The elder shakes his head, running his thumb across Jⲓmin’s wet, kiss-swollen lips. “It feels fresh to me. Like the air in a snowy mountain. My nose likes it, as well as my alpha.”
Jⲓmin blankets himself over Yoongⲓ, staring down at the elder as he blankly traces his features, a solemn and fond look in his eyes. “Why did you avoid me?”
The elder closes his eyes and sighs. “I thought you didn’t want to see me and… I was hurt, Jⲓmin.”
Guilt envelopes Jⲓmin’s heart and he frowns, dipping down to press a kiss on Yoongⲓ’s mouth to apologize. “Sorry.”
“But it’s also true that I’m busy with my project and thesis.” Yoongⲓ sighs dramatically, making Jⲓmin laugh. “Being a senior sucks.”
Jⲓmin taps the tip of his nose. “You should stop flirting with Jaewon.”
“I told you I’m not flirting with him.”
“You’re not, but you’re not pushing him away.”
Yoongⲓ presses his lips together, feeling a little guilty. “I’m sorry. I’m not good at turning people down.”
“That’s always been your problem, Yoongⲓ. You’re too kind to say no. You should learn how to from now on,” Jⲓmin scolds him and the older alpha relents with a slight nod.
“If that’s what you want and it makes you uncomfortable, I’ll try my best.”
The answer pleases Jⲓmin and he wraps his arms around Yoongⲓ’s neck to kiss him. “Good,” he says. “Otherwise, I’m gonna kick your balls so hard your unborn pups will suffer.”
Yoongⲓ laughs brightly at the younger’s words. “Leave my poor pups out of this.”
Jⲓmin snorts lightly. “No.” He then slides lower to lick and suck bruises under Yoongⲓ’s jaw. “You’re mine.”
Chuckling, Yoongⲓ runs his fingertips along Jⲓmin’s spine. “I’m yours.”
Jⲓmin pulls away to look down into his dark eyes, seeing the undeniable affection in them. “I love you, Jⲓmin.”
His heart pounds louder.
“Always been.” Yoongⲓ anchors a hand behind Jⲓmin’s neck. “Always have.”
Jⲓmin feels it, the sudden burst of pleasant emotions inside his chest. He feels warm and his face is red, not because of the LED lights but of the blood rushing through his veins at the moment.
He feels his inner alpha settling down inside him, its restlessness pacifying after hearing Yoongⲓ’s loving words. It’s weird to feel like this, to not have his alpha be in constant turmoil with Yoongⲓ. Somehow, it feels liberating and gives Jⲓmin a sense of relief.
“Yoongⲓ,” he whispers as his lashes flutter close. “Yoongⲓ, I‒” Jⲓmin’s hands curl on the sheets, feeling his heartbeat pounding in his ears. “I‒I think I…”
“Shh.” Yoongⲓ placates him with a kiss on the lips. “You can tell me when you’re ready.”
Jⲓmin knows Yoongⲓ knows . The elder can feel it, his emotions. It’s just that Jⲓmin is having trouble putting them into words and it frustrates him. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be.” Yoongⲓ wraps his arms around Jⲓmin, sighing contently. “I’ve waited for you for years; this is nothing.”
Years. Jⲓmin circles his arms around his hyung’s waist and buries his face into his neck. Jⲓmin was being an asshole to Yoongⲓ for years.
“Yoongⲓ, I’m really sorry for being an asshole to you. I’ll never do it again,” he mutters with a slight pout.
The adorable apology elicits an airy chuckle out of Yoongⲓ’s throat. “If you’re not an asshole to me, then you’re not the Park Jⲓmin I love.”
The younger alpha pinches his side. “I’m being kind and considerate here. You’re ruining the moment, you jerk.”
“I’m just saying that I love you for who you are.” Jⲓmin’s blush brightens. “You returning my feelings is enough for me, Jⲓmin.”
The younger alpha huffs a breath through his nose. “No, you deserve to be loved just the same, Yoongⲓ. Or even more.” He frowns. “You’re not the only one who's gonna give in this relationship. What do you take me for?”
A look of mirth and fondness glosses over Yoongⲓ’s eyes as he slides a finger down the bridge of Jⲓmin’s nose. “A very capable and stubborn alpha.”
The younger chuckles and bites his lover’s neck teasingly. “I wonder what my parents would look like when they see us together.”
Jⲓmin isn’t sure if his mom had already noticed it in his text. The only thing he said was, “Mom, I’ll be out all night. I’m with Yoongi so don’t worry.” And she replied with, “Okay, sweetheart. Be safe and be good to Yoongⲓ!”
The younger inwardly laughs at the memory. Sometimes, he thinks Yoongⲓ is more of his mother’s son than him. That’s how much she adores and trusts him.
Yoongⲓ hums, amused. “How about I deliver you home in the morning and stay for breakfast?”
“Hm. Sounds like a plan.” Jⲓmin leans down to kiss Yoongⲓ again.
“Jⲓmin, I know what we both feel but I just want to be sure.” Yoongⲓ looks at him straight in the eye and asks, “Do you accept my courting?”
Jⲓmin wanted to give him a witty answer because he obviously accepts his courting at this point. But the seriousness and tinge of anxiety in his lover’s eyes shut off any quick-witted reply in his mind. This is an important thing to Yoongⲓ so Jⲓmin will respect that.
Jⲓmin folds his hands over the alpha’s chest and props his chin on them, smiling. “I do.”
He sees Yoongⲓ process this for a second before his head thumps back against the mattress, letting out a relieved breath as his eyes close and a stupid smile tugs at the corners of his lips.
Jⲓmin snickers, impossibly endeared.
“Thank you, Jⲓmin,” he hears the alpha say, his words sounding so genuine and heartfelt that they make Jⲓmin’s stomach flutter.
“You’re welcome and thank you, too.” For loving and waiting for me.
Yoongⲓ’s gaze softens and the younger alpha leans down to capture his lips again, taking his time to explore the elder’s mouth with his tongue. Christ, Jⲓmin can’t get enough of his boyfriend alright.
Jimin already knew his parents would be delighted once they heard the news but witnessing their reaction personally is something that Jimin will never forget.
As promised, Yoongⲓ takes him back home in the morning, although Jimin was too reluctant to peel himself away from his boyfriend when they woke up tangled together under the covers. He was snuggled up under Yoongi’s chin with an arm draped over his boyfriend’s waist, pulled close by the older alpha as cute little breaths sounded through his slightly parted lips.
Yoongi was so warm and he didn’t want to let go.
Jimin’s brother answers the door when they arrive and one look at them tells Jimin that he already knows. He and Yoongi probably have mixed scents right now so there really is no point in hiding it. Not that Jimin wanted to in the first place.
“Jimin! Yoongi!” Mrs. Park greets them with a bright smile when they enter the kitchen, standing behind the stove and holding a pan filled with sizzling bacon. “I’m so glad you made it for breakfast.”
Mr. Park is already seated at the head of the table and drinking his morning coffee. Looking at Yoongi and his son over his spectacles, he asks, “Where have you been last night?”
Jimin feels Yoongi tense up beside him and he wants to cackle because his boyfriend looks like he’s being held at gunpoint in front of his father. “Jimin and I talked, uncle,” Yoongi says honestly but not really answering the question.
The younger decides to jump in and save his poor boyfriend. “Yeah, we did.” Resting both hands on Yoongi’s shoulders, he guides him toward his chair and once the elder has taken his seat, Jimin stands behind him with a smile and wraps his arms around Yoongi’s neck. “We made up.”
Yoongi blushes as Mr. Park’s eyebrows go up to his hairline in surprise and Jihyun chokes on his chocolate drink. “Oh,” Jimin hears his father say before the man chuckles and looks over his shoulder. “Dear, look what we have here.”
“Hm?” Mrs. Park turns around holding the spatula, smiling at his family.
Jimin takes this opportunity to press a kiss on Yoongi’s cheek.
“Oh my God!” The spatula clatters on the floor as his mom’s hands fly to cover her mouth, staring back at the couple with wide eyes. After collecting herself together, she immediately goes to the table to give them a tight hug.
“Sweetheart, I’m so happy!” She plants a kiss on Jimin’s left cheek and the younger alpha snickers at the bright smile on his mom’s face.
Then, Jimin feels the omega pause for a second to flare her nostrils beside his neck. “Oh…” she says as realization dawns on her, smiling knowingly at the bright flush on her son’s face. She has undoubtedly smelled Yoongi’s scent on him and vice versa.
“Love, bacon’s gonna burn,” Mr. Park reminds her with a chuckle and she hastily goes back to the stove to save their breakfast.
“Have you told your parents yet?” Jimin’s father asks Yoongi.
“No, I’ll call them later.”
“Can we do a video call? I wanna be with you when you tell them,” Jimin says as he takes the seat beside Yoongi.
The older alpha’s gaze softens and he drapes an arm over Jimin’s shoulders to pull him closer and kiss his cheek. “Sure. Thank you.”
Snap .
Jimin jolts when he catches his mom taking a photo of him and Yoongi with her phone, holding a plate of bacon and eggs and giggling at their little display of affection. “Mom!” he complains with a frown, an embarrassed flush coloring the apples of his cheeks.
“You’re both so cute. I’m saving this,” Mrs. Park says gleefully and places the plate on the table.
“Auntie, can you please send the photo to me?” Yoongi asks and Jimin clicks his tongue before elbowing the alpha’s side, who laughs at the adorable frown on the younger’s face.
Their friends’ reaction to the news is mixed. When Jimin approaches Yoongi’s table in the cafeteria with Hoseok, he instantly hears Jin saying to the older alpha, “Oh, look. Your boyfriend’s here, Yoongi.”
Yoongi is sitting with Namjoon and Jin as usual but this time, he’s with that 1st year music production student named Jungkook and Taehyung, who is a 2nd year student like Jimin but is taking up classical music.
He’s not particularly close with the two but they’re undoubtedly nice guys if they hang around with Yoongi and the others.
Yoongi looks over his shoulder to connect their gazes and Jimin feels a funny little flutter at the base of his stomach when the elder gives him a small smirk. Roughly a week ago, Yoongi and Jimin would’ve frowned and reacted awfully to Jin’s remark.
But now, the older alpha just stays silent as Jimin walks toward them, even going as far as pulling an empty chair from a nearby table, patting the seat to indicate that he wants Jimin to sit beside him.
“Hey.” Jimin greets them with a nod, sitting on the empty seat beside the alpha before he turns his attention to Yoongi. He grins. “Hi.”
Yoongi’s eyes pinch at the corners when he smiles and drapes an arm over the backrest of Jimin’s chair. “Hi.”
“Oh my God. Seriously?” Jin exclaims with wide eyes.
Namjoon is staring at them with parted lips, as well as Taehyung and Jungkook. And Hoseok… the poor guy is left standing behind them with his brows stuck to his hairline.
“What?” Jimin snorts as he lays a hand on Yoongi’s thigh, squeezing the muscle.
“Okay, when did this happen?” Hoseok finally moves and takes the vacant seat in front of Jimin. “Jiminie, why didn’t you tell me?”
“And why the hell didn’t you tell us, huh, Yoongi?” Jin chides him, folding both arms together.
“Jimin said he wanted to surprise you,” Yoongi replies, arm moving to rest over Jimin’s shoulders instead.
“Sorry.” Jimin smiles at his best friend sheepishly. “I wanted to tell you when Yoongi’s with me. Surprise, I guess?”
His best friend huffs and leans back on his seat. “You little shit.”
Jimin laughs.
“Whoa, I didn’t know you’re together with Alpha Park, Yoongi,” Jungkook says with an amused tone. “The whole school thought you hated each other.”
“We don’t.” It was Jimin who answered. “Well, we like riling each other up but we don’t hate each other.”
“More like, poorly trying to hide your feelings for each other.” Jin rolls his eyes. “God, I’m so glad Yoongi’s moping ended already; I couldn’t bear watching him having those gooey, sad eyes at you, Jimin. He’s always wanted to court you.”
“Ya, I didn’t look at Jimin like that.” Yoongi frowns at him.
“You did, though.” Namjoon’s dimples show when he smiles at the alpha. “You used to be so worried about Jimin rejecting your courting. We even took you out for a drink because Jin couldn’t handle your sulky ass.”
Jimin laughs as Yoongi argues with his friends, feeling light and giddy at the embarrassed flush on his boyfriend’s face.
“So Yoongi’s officially courting you now, Jimin?” Taehyung asks curiously, excitement evident in his pretty brown irises.
Jimin hums with a nod as his cheeks warm up.
“Whoa, that’s so cool. I hope someone will court me soon.” The omega pouts and Jimin thinks there’s something hiding behind that hopeless romantic look on his face but he decides to let it go this time in favor of relishing the older alpha’s company. One of these days, he’ll take Taehyung out for a cup of coffee.
When the younger feels a light squeeze on his arm as the group chatters away, he turns his head to the side to see his boyfriend staring at him with a fond look in his eyes. “Wanna drop by the ice cream shop before we go home?”
Jimin brightens up with excitement and leans forward to press a kiss on his cheek. “Sure,” he says. “Let’s buy a tub for Jihyun too.”
“Oh my God, now we’re gonna suffer because of these two.” Hoseok sighs dramatically as his head falls down on his palm, making the group laugh.
Words travel faster than the speed of light and soon, everyone on the campus is talking about them, about that hot alpha couple who used to “hate” each other’s guts but is now all over each other and couldn’t keep their hands to themselves.
That is how Jimin found himself in this predicament in the middle of the hallway leading to the library. He spent the whole afternoon in the library studying for an upcoming test the next day and was already on his merry way when he bumped into Yoongi’s project mates.
Jaewon frowned at him and not-so-subtly dumped his things on a vacant table before turning back to Jimin. “Can we talk?”
His teammates looked worried but being the “gentleman” alpha that he is, Jimin nodded with a sigh and followed the omega out of the library.
“People are talking about you and Yoongi,” Jaewon starts, fiddling with his fingers. “I h-heard rumors.”
“Whatever rumors you heard‒” Jimin slides his hands into his pockets. “They’re probably true.”
The omega bites his glossy bottom lip. “Y-You’re… t-to… toge…”
Jimin suppresses the laugh about to spill out of his mouth. “Together,” he finishes for him and sees the omega’s face harden. “Yeah, we are.”
He can smell distress in the omega’s scent and his inner alpha should be caving in because of that weak and helpless smell, but Jimin stands his ground and looks at the pretty guy with a calm expression on his face.
“S-Since when?” Jaewon asks meekly.
“I’m sorry but I don’t think it’s any of your business.”
The omega flinches a little at Jimin’s words. “You can’t,” he says with head bowed down, hands clasping together tightly. “I… I like Alpha Min.”
Irritation flares across Jimin’s chest and his eye twitches when he says, “Well, I like him too. No‒” He takes a step closer, staring at the omega’s hunched figure. “I love him. I love Yoongi.”
Jaewon is shaking and Jimin’s inner alpha should be worrying about him but it isn’t and Jimin couldn’t be any prouder for fighting what is his.
“Jimin?”
The omega jolts at the sound of Yoongi’s voice, letting out a relieved sigh when he sees the alpha approaching them, smiling weakly. “Yoongi.”
“What’s going on here?” the elder asks and stands by Jimin’s side.
Jimin is about to open his mouth when the omega interrupts, “You haven’t been pulling all-nighters with us, Yoongi. We’re kinda worried it might affect our project.”
Jimin wants to scoff because Jaewon is obviously lying. Yoongi’s been working hard on this project and the omega is making things up to make the alpha feel bad for the group, to make him attend those goddamn all-nighters where Jaewon can get his hands on Jimin’s boyfriend.
“I already talked to the group and they said it’s fine,” Yoongi reasons out. “That’s why I’m taking extra tasks to compensate for my absence.”
“It’s different when you’re with us.” Jaewon looks at the alpha pleadingly. “Yoongi, please, the group needs your presence. We’re more than halfway our project so if you could just stick around a little more‒”
“No.”
Yoongi and Jaewon turn their heads in his direction. “Sorry?” the omega says, surprised.
Jaws clenched, Jimin says, “Yoongi said those all-nighters were your idea. I won’t let you get near Yoongi with a bad intention in mind so you’d better forget about spending an entire night with him.”
Jaewon seems fuming at Jimin’s words and he talks back in frustration, “Yoongi is not yours to control! He can decide for himself!”
Jimin laughs derisively. “Me, controlling Yoongi? Are you hearing yourself?” Licking his lips, he adds, "But if it gives you peace of mind, yes, Yoongi is mine . I won't give him to anyone."
The omega lets out a weak and quivering sound at the younger alpha's words.
“That’s enough.” Yoongi sighs and twines their fingers together, feeling his anger dissipate a little when the older alpha squeezes his hand.
“Jaewon, I appreciate your concern for the project but I’m sorry because I won’t be having all-nighters at Lee-kyung’s place anymore. Not when you’re there.”
Jimin feels a little sense of triumph when the omega’s face crumbles, tears lining his long lashes.
“But… Yoongi.” The omega sniffles.
“I’m sorry.” Yoongi’s gaze drops down at his and Jimin’s hands, an affectionate glimmer crossing over his eyes before he looks up and says, “I’m with Jimin and I love him. I’d appreciate it if you won’t bother us again.”
Jimin feels his cheeks heat up at Yoongi’s open declaration. The omega’s lips quiver and he bows at them to excuse himself before running away, not bothering to stop by the library where his things are.
The younger alpha hears a troubled sigh beside him, staring at his boyfriend’s handsome face as he runs a hand through his dark hair. “You’re too kind to him.”
“I feel uncomfortable when I turn people down.” Yoongi licks his lips before lifting their joined hands to press a kiss on Jimin’s knuckles. “But I have to. I’ll do anything for my alpha.”
My alpha.
The words echo inside Jimin’s mind like a mantra and he feels his heart pounding louder as a pleasant, overwhelming emotion spreads across his entire chest, filling him up to the brim.
Yoongi just called Jimin his alpha.
“God, I hate you.” Jimin pulls Yoongi into an embrace and captures his lips with a firm kiss. They shouldn’t be making out in the hallway where other students can see them but fuck anything and everything, Jimin is so goddamn in love with Yoongi and right now, kissing him feels like the right thing to do.
“You mean ‘I love you,’” Yoongi teases him with a smile on his lips.
The younger alpha snorts lightly and kisses one corner of the other’s mouth. “Maybe.”
“One day, I’m gonna hear you say ‘I love you’ to me.” Yoongi’s hands grip firmer on his waist as a glint of gold flickers across his eyes. “And when you do, I’m gonna kiss you breathless until my scent is the only thing you can breathe in.”
Jimin feels a pleasant thrill shuddering down his spine.
Jⲓmin’s hands are all over Yoongⲓ, and the elder touches him every time he gets the chance. Yoongi’s parents’ absence for a whole month is convenient for both of them because they get to have the Min’s residence all to themselves.
Jⲓmin has fucked the older alpha a few times already: on the couch, on the counter, in the shower, and on the alpha’s bed. He is yet to bottom for Yoongⲓ and Jⲓmin couldn’t be more grateful that the elder is being so kind and considerate to him.
“It’s okay,” Yoongⲓ told him once after Jⲓmin had mounted him on the coffee table in the living room. “As long as I’m doing it with you, I don’t mind, Jⲓmin.”
How could Yoongⲓ be so goddamn romantic?
The elder’s parents will be home in four days and Jⲓmin’s left pacing his bedroom anxiously as he chews on a thumbnail. It’s not like he doesn’t want to bottom. He’s actually curious because whenever he fucked Yoongⲓ, there was this blissed-out expression on his face that could make Jⲓmin come two times more.
Yoongⲓ looked so hot while in the heights of his orgasm and recalling that memory right now makes Jⲓmin’s dick twitch inside his pants. “This won’t do,” he tells himself with a troubled sigh.
The next day, Jⲓmin drops by his boyfriend’s house and does everything he could to get him in the mood. “Jⲓmin, I have to do my thesis,” Yoongⲓ mutters on his lips as Jⲓmin pins him against the bedroom door.
“You can do it later.” The younger alpha sucks a bruise under the elder’s jaw.
Huffing out an amused chuckle through his nose, Yoongⲓ slides his hands around Jⲓmin’s hips until they settle on his backside, squeezing both cheeks teasingly. “What’s gotten into you? You’re eager tonight.”
Jⲓmin drops his hand down to rub the alpha through his pants, face buried into his neck. “I... want you to fuck me.”
He feels the older alpha tense up against him, pulling back to look at the frown on his pale, handsome face. “What brought this on?”
“I just…” Jⲓmin nibbles his bottom lip. “I wanna do it while we still have time to ourselves.”
“What do you mean?”
“Your parents are going home in three days and I… I wanna do it with you while we still have time.”
The elder regards him for a moment, seeing the hint of nervousness reflected on his face. “Jⲓmin, can we sit?”
Jⲓmin nods and lets the alpha guide him towards his bed, sitting on the edge and taking Jⲓmin’s hands in his as he stares seriously into his eyes. “You know you can take your time deciding this matter. Don’t let anything pressure you.”
“I know,” Jⲓmin whines.
“I don’t mind waiting and I don’t really care who tops or bottoms.” The elder cups Jⲓmin’s face. “Like what I said before, as long as it’s you, it doesn’t matter.”
A small pout purses Jⲓmin’s plump lips. “But I’m curious.”
“Curious?” Yoongⲓ looks like he didn’t expect that answer.
“Mhn.” Jⲓmin nods as red tints his cheeks. “You’ve always said that it felt good and I could see it on your face whenever we did it. So, I… I want to know what it feels like.”
The older alpha blinks at him for a moment before letting out a low chuckle and pulling Jⲓmin into his arms. “You’re so adorable.”
“Say that again and I’ll punch you,” he threatens halfheartedly.
“I’m not mocking you.” The elder pulls back to press a kiss on his forehead. “You’re flustered and it’s fucking cute. Makes me wanna spoil you.”
Jⲓmin snorts as he moves to straddle the alpha’s lap. “Then spoil me.” He kisses the elder until they’re both running out of breath and by the time Jⲓmin’s head feels a little dizzy, Yoongⲓ has already had his hands running down the sides of his body, stroking the bare skin under Jⲓmin’s shirt.
“Are you sure?” Yoongⲓ asks again when Jⲓmin tosses the shirt over his head.
“I’m sure.” He holds Yoongⲓ’s face and kisses him again. “I trust you.”
The alpha’s gaze softens at Jⲓmin’s words and he presses a gentle kiss on his lips before lifting Jⲓmin up to lay him on the bed. “Tell me if I’m hurting you.”
Jⲓmin nods as he tries to suppress a shaky breath from escaping his throat. He’s nervous but everything will be okay because it’s Yoongⲓ. He will take care of him.
The older alpha proceeds to scent his neck, kissing, licking, and biting the skin lightly to bloom bruises, nuzzling against Jⲓmin’s scent gland to lather him up with his scent. Jⲓmin can smell Yoongⲓ’s pheromones in the room; it’s more prominent than before and he feels his inner alpha lulling when he realizes that the elder is releasing his pheromones to calm him down.
When Jⲓmin closes his eyes, his nostrils flare at the thick smell of forest ground admixed with the sweet scent of tangerines. It’s refreshing and soothing at the same time. The alpha’s touch on his body is electrifying but the way his pheromones envelop Jⲓmin’s whole being gives him a sense of calm and security.
It’s trust , Jⲓmin thinks to himself.
So when Yoongⲓ takes off his pants and trails kisses from his navel to his hip bone, and down to the trimmed, coarse hair around the base of his cock, Jⲓmin lets out a sigh of satisfaction as his lips part with a soft moan when the elder licks the shaft.
He can feel Yoongⲓ’s lubed fingers teasing his entrance as his tongue works wonders around his cock, blowing him so good that Jⲓmin’s gut clenches at one particular hard suck around the head.
The first intrusion isn’t painful; Jⲓmin doesn’t actually feel anything but a slight added pressure inside him. Yoongⲓ’s finger is long and he’s able to reach deeper than Jⲓmin ever could. But when the second digit enters him, that’s the time when things get a little uncomfortable for him.
Jⲓmin’s hips grow restless on the sheets as two fingers thrust in and out of his hole, careful and slow enough to not startle him but the pressure and slight ache the movements give him makes Jⲓmin wince a little.
“You okay?” Yoongⲓ asks with a worried frown.
“Yeah, keep going.”
“You’ll get used to it,” the alpha assures him. “I’ll go slow. But if it’s hurting you and you don’t want to continue, just tell me, okay?”
“Yeah. Yeah. Just…” Jⲓmin’s chest heaves when he feels the pads of Yoongⲓ’s fingers twisting inside him. It feels weird. “Continue.”
The elder nods and takes him into his mouth again, all the while thrusting, twisting, and scissoring his fingers inside Jⲓmin’s hole. Despite the slight burn, Jⲓmin feels himself slowly loosening up.
When the third finger slides into him, Jⲓmin’s legs tense up at the wide stretch and pressure inside him. “Mhn,” he moans softly into the pillow, biting his bottom lip.
Yoongⲓ takes this as encouragement and begins to thrust his fingers in and out a little faster, pausing to prod inside from time to time as if searching for something.
Jⲓmin’s groin is starting to accumulate knots because of the stimulation around his cock and the pressure of the alpha’s digits inside his ass when suddenly, Yoongⲓ’s fingers hit something deep inside him and his back arches on the bed as a broken moan falls down from his mouth. “A-Ahh…”
Looking at the ceiling with wide eyes and shocked by the sudden sensation, Jⲓmin takes in a deep breath when he feels the alpha’s fingers stop moving inside him. “Is that…?” he asks.
A smile tugs at the corners of Yoongⲓ’s mouth and he drops a kiss on Jⲓmin’s inner thigh. “Yes. I found it.”
Jⲓmin isn’t naive. He knows what a prostate is but it’s not like he takes his time to properly explore the concept, so the sudden jolt of pleasure coming from deep inside him rattles him to his core.
He feels Yoongⲓ’s fingers prodding at the spot carefully, slowly at first as if testing Jⲓmin’s reaction before his movements turn a little bolder, circling the pads on the swollen gland until Jⲓmin feels his toes tingling with sparks of electricity.
“A-Ah. Shit‒ ahhh…” The younger alpha pants as Yoongⲓ proceeds to tease him, stretching him well while licking the underside of his shaft with his tongue. “If you don’t stop, I’m gonna come.”
“Then come,” Yoongⲓ urges him.
“No.” Jⲓmin shakes his head as he curls his fingers on Yoongⲓ’s dark hair, looking at the handsome face of the alpha between his legs. “Wanna come on your cock.”
“Fuck,” he hears a muttered curse from the elder. Yoongⲓ pulls his fingers out to crawl up to him, slotting his tongue with his until Jⲓmin feels out of breath. He watches as his boyfriend shucks off his clothes and effortlessly tears a pack of condom, rolling the thin plastic down his shaft afterward.
Yoongⲓ isn’t small by any means. In fact, he’s fucking big and Jⲓmin would be lying if he says he doesn’t enjoy sucking the older alpha off a little too much.
“I’ll go slow,” Yoongⲓ repeats and positions himself between Jⲓmin’s parted thighs. “Tell me if you want me to stop.”
“Just‒” Jⲓmin gasps when he feels the blunt against his rim. “Just go in.”
The alpha cups his cheek to turn his gaze to him. “You’ll ask me to stop if I’m hurting you, right?”
Jⲓmin licks his lips and nods.
“I need to hear you say yes, Jⲓmin,” the elder says, thumbing his face.
“Yes,” Jⲓmin finally breathes out and grips the man’s biceps to anchor himself.
Yoongⲓ looks at him for a moment before dipping down to press a kiss on his mouth. “Okay,” he mutters before moving his hips to slide the tip inside.
“Oh, fuck.” Jⲓmin’s eyes slip shut as his fingers dig into Yoongⲓ’s arms. The alpha’s cock is much bigger than his fingers and the overwhelming stretch brings tears to Jⲓmin’s eyes. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”
“Hey. Hey, it’s okay.” Yoongⲓ plants small kisses on his cheek to placate him. “If you want me to stop, just tell me.”
Jⲓmin shakes his head and takes in a few deep breaths to calm himself. He can do this. He’s an alpha. He can do this. Fuck.
“I’m fine. Just… slowly.”
The alpha waits for another minute to get Jⲓmin used to the stretch before he proceeds to slide in inch by inch, painstakingly slow and halting his movement whenever Jⲓmin’s grip on his arms hardens.
And when the older alpha’s hips finally press flush against Jⲓmin’s rear, the younger lets out a breathy moan as his rim clenches around the wide girth inside him. Jⲓmin feels so full ‒ stretched up to the last fibers of his being.
There’s a pleasant burn in the lower half of his spine but it’s nothing that he can’t handle. After taking his time to adapt to the alpha’s length, Jⲓmin hooks his arms under Yoongⲓ’s shoulders to pull him close. “Move,” he says and presses a kiss to the man’s temple.
With a slight nod, the older alpha begins to slowly pull out. The drag is mindblowing and Jⲓmin feels his insides getting rubbed the best way possible. Soon, the elder’s movements become faster and more vigorous, fucking into him as Jⲓmin’s legs wrap around his hips to hold on for dear life.
“Ah! Ah!” Jⲓmin moans as Yoongⲓ continues to litter his neck with kisses, biting gently on his scent gland as if wanting to claim him. “Y-Yoongⲓ! Fuck!”
“Jⲓmin.” There’s a low growl scratching the bottom of the older alpha’s throat. The hoarse sound makes Jⲓmin mewl as the shaft continues to drag and prod inside him.
Yoongⲓ pulls back a little to plant his hands on the bed, looking down at Jⲓmin’s flushed face before changing the angle of his hips and‒
“Fuck!” Jⲓmin moans as his head throws back against the pillow, mouth opening wide and eyes slipping shut when he felt Yoongⲓ’s cock right against his prostate, legs trembling around the elder’s hips at the sudden jolt of pleasure.
“So beautiful,” he hears the elder say, nuzzling his throat as he continues to fuck Jⲓmin earnestly.
The pleasure isn’t anything that Jⲓmin had felt before. It’s deep-seated, coming from deep inside him that with every hard thrust of Yoongⲓ’s cock brings him closer and closer to the edge.
“So good,” he mewls and gasps when the head grinds hard against his sweet spot. “Let me‒” He swallows, mouth dry from moaning too much. “Let me turn around.”
Yoongⲓ lets out a growl against Jⲓmin’s neck, veins popping out in his arms as they flex after hearing Jⲓmin’s words. “If… If you do that, Jⲓmin…”
The younger takes his lover’s face in his hands, coaxing him to look up at him. Yoongⲓ’s irises are glowing gold and Jⲓmin is pretty sure that his eyes are mirroring the same color too.
“I want you to mount me,” Jⲓmin says breathily, running his fingers through Yoongⲓ’s damp locks.
“I… I won’t be able to stop myself,” Yoongⲓ hisses with jaws clenched.
“I don’t want you to.”
“Jⲓmin,” the elder warns him and Jⲓmin can clearly see the hesitation and desperation in his lover’s eyes. Yoongⲓ’s inner alpha wants to devour him, but he’s trying so hard to control himself because it’s Jⲓmin’s first time being taken like this.
“Come on.” Jⲓmin rolls his hips. “Don’t stop.”
The elder mutters a silent curse before pulling out and handling Jⲓmin’s waist to flip him over. Jⲓmin’s chest fills up with anticipation as he wraps his arms around the pillow beneath him. When he feels Yoongⲓ hovering over him and pressing the blunt head of his cock against his rim, Jⲓmin reaches back to stop him.
“Wait.”
The older alpha pauses to look at him.
Jⲓmin licks his lips, heart pounding loudly in his chest. “Take the condom off.”
“What?” Yoongⲓ frowns.
“I want you raw when you mount me.”
“Christ, Jⲓmin. That’s‒ fuck.”
The younger alpha laughs breathily when he feels his boyfriend’s shaft pulsing inside him. Yoongⲓ’s inner alpha is excited and he can feel it right to his very core.
Yoongⲓ sits back for a moment to take the condom off his cock and Jⲓmin couldn’t help but lick his lips at the glistening slick of precum on the head dripping down to its veiny length. Yoongⲓ is beautiful . He’s perfect and Jⲓmin wants to punch himself for denying his feelings for him for such a long time.
When the elder slides back inside him, Jⲓmin lets out a breathy gasp into the pillow as he feels the alpha’s length reaching him deeper this time. It’s too much, and if he were an omega, then Jⲓmin’s fairly sure that Yoongⲓ would be bumping against his womb right now.
“You’re so deep.” Jⲓmin bites his bottom lip. “Shit, Yoongi. Ahh…”
With a low growl brewing in his throat, Yoongⲓ props his elbows on Jⲓmin’s sides and starts to fuck him until Jⲓmin hears the slick sound of lube and their skin slapping against each other filling the air in the room.
Jⲓmin moans loudly as the elder’s cock continues to pound on his prostate, rubbing the swollen gland as much as he can with every drag and grind of his length. “Yoongⲓ…” he mewls as tears spring into his eyes. Fuck, it feels so damn good it’s making his head spin.
Jⲓmin tries to reach for the headboard, right hand gripping tightly on top of the wood as the bed shakes and creaks under them. Yoongⲓ is releasing these low groans and grunts that sound more animalistic than human ones.
He knows what an alpha sounds like when his instinct is driving him to fuck, to consume and to devour the body underneath him. Being pinned like this on the mattress with Yoongⲓ mounting him, fucking him with relentless thrusts, causes Jⲓmin’s eyes to roll back into his head.
“Ah! Oh! Ngh‒ oh, fuck!” Jⲓmin’s legs are starting to shake as Yoongⲓ abuses that sensitive bundle of nerves inside him. “Yoongⲓ…”
The older alpha licks the back of his neck before baring his fangs and biting Jⲓmin’s shoulder. There is pain, but not enough to draw blood. Still, Jⲓmin lets out a drawn-out moan at the added sensation.
“Fuck me,” he groans harshly, brows pulling together as his irises glint with gold. Jⲓmin can feel his inner alpha howling. “Fuck me harder.”
Yoongⲓ growls quietly near his ear.
Fisting on the sheets, Jⲓmin tries to fight back against Yoongⲓ’s weight behind him. “I’m not gonna break,” he hisses through gritted teeth. “I’m a fucking alpha so fuck me like you mean it.”
Yoongⲓ lets out a low growl that makes the hair on Jⲓmin’s arm and neck stand up, and before he knows it, he’s being pulled up until his back is pressed flush against the elder’s torso. The alpha has his muscled arm around Jⲓmin’s neck, the other circled around his waist to keep him in place as he fucks him hard.
Jⲓmin shouts when he feels the alpha’s cock thrusting so deeply inside him. It’s like being split in half and fuck if Jⲓmin doesn’t love it.
“Oh God. Ah! Ah, fuck, Yoongⲓ! Yes, like that.” Jⲓmin’s head drops back on the elder’s shoulder, mouth hanging open with wanton moans as he feels Yoongⲓ’s cock bulging through his stomach.
“Baby,” Yoongⲓ groans on his neck with his eyes closed.
“Yoongⲓ. Yoongⲓ…” Jⲓmin’s heart is threatening to beat out of his chest as he slides his fingers on top of Yoongⲓ’s left hand, twining them together. “My alpha .”
Yoongⲓ’s whole body tenses up after hearing Jⲓmin’s words, letting out a low growl in response as he speeds up his thrusts, driven by the younger’s submission. Finally, Jⲓmin’s inner alpha has submitted to Yoongⲓ.
“Knot me,” Jⲓmin moans as the continuous onslaught of pleasure dazes his mind. “I want your knot, alpha.”
“Fuck, Jⲓmin.” Yoongⲓ licks the side of the younger’s neck, holding him up tightly against him.
“Give it to me,” Jⲓmin growls and clenches around the alpha’s length. “I want it.”
Yoongⲓ lets out a harsh breath before pulling him down on the bed with him, sliding a hand over Jⲓmin’s thigh to keep it raised, holding the younger open as he continues to fuck him from behind.
Jⲓmin can feel his throat going dry because of how much sound he’s producing but he doesn’t care. All he can feel is Yoongⲓ around him, inside him, with the elder’s pheromones filling him up until he can no longer think straight.
Having someone take over him like this, to submit himself to the one he loves, it feels like a dam bursting through his chest and spilling out emotions that he has never felt before.
It’s too much. Jⲓmin feels so full, and it’s too much.
“Yoongⲓ, I’m‒” He interrupts with a moan. “I’m coming.”
The knots in his groin are so tight and his balls are seizing up multiple times. He has never come untouched before and to think that he may actually end up doing it is something that’s beyond Jⲓmin’s comprehension.
Yoongⲓ buries his face into the younger’s neck, keeping his thrusts steady. “Mine,” he rasps. “I’m the only one who can see you like this.” He emphasizes his words with a sharp thrust to Jⲓmin’s prostate and the younger alpha moans. “Do you understand?”
“Yes,” Jⲓmin responds breathily. “Alpha.”
The pleased hum his alpha releases near his ear makes Jⲓmin’s heart leap up to his throat. Then, Jⲓmin feels the exact moment that his body tenses up and everything feels like it’s overflowing.
His orgasm hits him before he knows it, and when it does, it hits him hard.
Jⲓmin moans loudly when his whole body shakes against Yoongⲓ behind him, his cock spurting out strings of cum onto the grey sheets as the elder keeps fucking him through his high.
Yoongⲓ moans against his neck when Jⲓmin clamps down hard on his cock. A few more thrusts were all it took for Jⲓmin to feel the base of his boyfriend’s shaft beginning to swell.
“Oh my God,” the younger groans into the pillow as his rim stretches wider for Yoongⲓ’s knot. “F-Fuck!”
“Jⲓmin.” Yoongⲓ’s thrusts become more erratic and sloppier as he chases his orgasm.
Once the alpha’s knot is inflated inside him, Yoongⲓ abandons his thrusts in favor of grinding against him, and Jⲓmin has to bite back his tears as pain and pleasure course throughout his body like sparks of electricity, fingers and toes tingling as the knot crushes that sensitive spot inside him.
It doesn’t take long before Yoongⲓ’s coming with a low growl on his neck. Jⲓmin feels the elder’s warm seed spilling out inside him, filling him up so good that Jⲓmin feels his own cock dripping poorly as a dry orgasm hits him.
Yoongⲓ’s orgasm feels never-ending and Jⲓmin resigns himself to nuzzling the alpha’s forehead as the man empties himself inside him. Once Yoongⲓ’s cock stops pulsing against his walls and the knot sits perfectly to keep them tied together, the elder drops Jⲓmin’s thigh carefully on the bed and wraps an arm around his waist to pull him closer.
He lets Yoongⲓ pepper languid kisses all over his neck and shoulder as they both bask in the afterglow of their orgasm. It’s silent and comfortable, with Yoongⲓ radiating warmth behind him. This is all Jⲓmin could ever wish for.
After taking a moment to calm himself down, Yoongⲓ moves to pull the covers over them. “How’re you feeling?” he asks as he nuzzles the short hair behind Jⲓmin’s neck.
“Fucking great,” Jⲓmin sighs in satisfaction. “Well, that’s an eye-opener.”
He hears a little snort coming from the alpha behind him and Jⲓmin’s heart suddenly feels full.
“You understood now?”
Jⲓmin nods, flush still high in his cheeks. “No wonder you love coming untouched, you jerk.”
Yoongⲓ laughs breathily against his neck and presses a kiss on the sensitive spot under Jⲓmin’s right ear. “I’m glad I made you feel good.”
Jⲓmin’s heart is still thundering inside his chest despite the adrenaline starting to wear off. Perhaps it’s a different kind of excitement, not something associated with arousal. Was it his instinct? Was it love?
And when Jⲓmin moves his hand to lace their fingers together on his belly, he feels like he can finally say it.
“Yoongⲓ?”
“Hm?” the alpha hums, kissing the damp, golden skin of his shoulder.
“I…” Jⲓmin squeezes their hands as the words tumble out of his mouth. “I love you.”
The pair of soft lips on his shoulder comes off as the elder processes his words. “Jⲓmin… what did you say?”
“I said‒” Jⲓmin tries his best to look back behind him, giving the alpha a beautiful smile. “I love you.”
Yoongⲓ’s eyes go wide as he stares back at Jⲓmin, lips parting dumbly in surprise that the younger couldn’t suppress the amused chuckle that falls down his mouth. “You look stupid,” he teases.
“Jⲓmin, I‒” Yoongⲓ’s Adam’s apple bobs up and down as he swallows, his cheeks flushed and eyes bright as he looks at Jⲓmin like he is his whole world. “I love you too.” He leans forward to press a firm kiss on Jⲓmin’s lips. “Fuck, I love you so much.”
Snickering, Jⲓmin nuzzles the elder’s jaw and says, “With your knot still inside me, I doubt you can kiss me breathless like you promised.”
The elder curses under his breath and Jⲓmin fails to stifle a laugh at the annoyed look on his lover’s face. “Once my knot goes down, you’d better prepare yourself.”
“Can’t wait, Alpha Min,” Jⲓmin teases back with a smirk.
A moment later, Yoongⲓ’s phone rings with an incoming message, and Jⲓmin snatches the device from the end table beside the bed to give it to the elder.
Jⲓmin sighs in content and wiggles his hips a little to test if the knot’s already deflating.
“Stop moving or it won’t go down,” the older alpha scolds him with a chuckle and Jⲓmin snickers.
“Shit.”
The younger looks at his boyfriend over his shoulder, confused at the mortified expression on his face. “What?” he asks.
Yoongⲓ’s gaze flicks up from the phone screen to look at him. “My parents are coming home today.”
Jⲓmin’s brows go up to his hairline. “W-What?”
“The business trip ended early and they managed to book a flight today from Jeju.” Licking his lips nervously as panic sets in his eyes, Yoongⲓ says, “They’ll be here in five minutes.”
Well, fuck.