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A gust of wind so powerful crashed against Taehyung, the force of it nearly knocking him off his feet. The only thing that kept him from blowing away was the weight of the snow he was trudging through anchoring him to the ground. In a short amount of time, he would go from plodding through the snow to swimming in it. Although by that point, he’d most likely be dead.
It was miraculous that he hadn’t cracked through his teeth with how badly they were chattering from what he was certain must be sub zero temperature. There was most likely ice caked into his hair and ears, and he was certain that if a human were in this weather, they would have died within ten minutes. He knew he didn’t have much longer unless he found some form of protection from the murderous wind chill threatening to take his life with every blow it hurled at him.
It was hard to even see anything through the ice on his lashes and the veil of snow whipping through the air. He was only a few feet away from an old shack he’d come across before he could actually see it, and a wave of relief washed over him as he felt around it for some form of entry. For all he knew, it could be coated with snow and ice on the inside, but at least then he’d just be buried in snow instead of buried in snow while being simultaneously thrashed around by wind.
He found an open window, and managed to smile through the pain as he shoved himself inside. The window’s rusty hinges were frozen open, which couldn’t withstand too much force against Taehyung’s strength as he slammed it shut. He let out a breath of solace, finally catching a break against the death-seeking weather. He could still see his breath in the cold, but at least he was out of the snow.
He shook himself off like a dog, piles of snow falling onto the dirt floor. He began looking around to find some form of blanket in the busted shack, when he heard slight movement. Immediately he tensed, the hair on the back of his neck raising as he whipped around to where the sound, he clenched his hands into fists, ready to fight off whatever animal was most likely taking refuge in the shack in case it decided to attack.
He rounded the only wall inside the shack, and instead of discovering some wild animal, his eyes fell on something…someone. He squinted, and only needed to take one step closer before he could see the cat ears and orange tail. Immediately, he let out a heavy breath of disappointment, realizing that this shack was not going to be the safe haven he’d initially hoped for.
“Hi, Yoongi.” Taehyung greeted flatly as he came closer.
The cat hybrid looked up, recognizing the voice and checking to see the face, hoping his ears had deceived him. But alas, there stood Taehyung with his pointed black ears and bushy tail, coated with ice from the blizzard.
“Oh, fucking great.” Yoongi groaned, hugging his knees tighter to his chest and rolling his eyes. “Here I thought I’d finally found relief from the storm.”
“It’s good to see you too.” Taehyung sighed, removing the bow from where it was slung over his back and dropping it on the ground. He noticed that the only place to sit was on the bed, in which Yoongi was curled up on, the blanket around his shoulder. “Can I sit?”
“No.” Yoongi answered immediately. “I was here first.”
“I know, but I’m really fucking tired. Can I sit on the edge? I promise I’ll be as far away from you as possible.”
Realizing the alternative was Taehyung just standing there looking at him, Yoongi begrudgingly scooted to the other side of the bed, giving the wolf hybrid room to plop down.
“Shake all the snow off first. Don’t get the bed wet.”
Yoongi wished he hadn’t said that, as Taehyung followed the order instantly, subsequently spraying some of the snow onto the cat hybrid.
“Not on me, you idiot!” Yoongi snapped, wiping the frozen water off his arms.
“Sorry.” Taehyung said, taking the corner of the twin bed that was shoved up against the wall.
The springs were incredibly creaky, and Taehyung wondered how old this piece of junk was, and when was the last time anyone had stepped foot in this run-down shack.
“How long have you been here?” Taehyung asked, sitting uncomfortably with most of his body off the mattress.
“I don’t know. Since before sundown.”
“Holy shit. Why were you out here?”
“I was hunting.”
Taehyung gave Yoongi a confused look, which instantly irritated the cat hybrid.
“Why were you hunting?”
“What, you think just because I’m an omega I can’t hunt?” Yoongi scowled at him, which did not surprise the younger in the slightest, given how the cat hybrid was.
“No,” Taehyung sighed. “I think that because there’s a blizzard you can’t hunt. No one can.”
“Then what are you doing in this blizzard?” Yoongi shot back the follow up question.
“I was making sure none of my pack was stranded in the woods, and I ended up stranded myself.”
“Nice job, genius.” Yoongi didn’t even have it in him to scoff snidely.
“Yeah, but I had to.” Taehyung shrugged. “It’s my—
“Yeah yeah, I know. It’s your duty as the pack leader.” Yoongi looked away bitterly.
“Right…” Taehyung wanted to lay back on the bed, but didn’t dare upset the grumpy cat hybrid further.
He could still see his breath, and his body hadn’t really stopped trembling. He glanced over to see Yoongi was in pretty much the same condition, even with the blanket. The two just sat there for a while, the only thing filling the silence being the blowing wind outside rattling the shack and their teeth clattering in their mouths against their will.
Taehyung ran his hands over his arms in a futile attempt to warm himself, and Yoongi just held his legs closer to his chest. They both knew what was on the other’s minds, but Taehyung was far too sheepish to even touch that topic. Instead, he tried for another approach, fully preparing to be swatted by the cat.
“Do you think you could share a little bit of the blanket?” Taehyung asked softly.
“No.”
“C’mon, Yoongi. Just a corner?” Taehyung asked.
“I hate you.” Yoongi growled, causing Taehyung to sigh for what felt like the tenth time, his breath visible in the freezing cold.
“I know.”
Taehyung retreated, going back to holding himself and rubbing his arms, when suddenly the fabric was blocking his vision. He pulled it off to see Yoongi had removed the blanket and thrown it at him, now holding his legs closer to himself.
“Yoongi, I didn’t mean for you to give it to me.”
“Well if we share it I have to be close to you, and I’m not doing that.” Yoongi gave him a mean side eye.
“Okay but now you’re in the same position I was.” Taehyung said. “What if we share, and we’ll have our backs to each other, so you don’t have to look at me.”
Normally, Yoongi might have fought back a little harder, but the freezing temperature was causing him to shift his focus on surviving rather than being bitter to Taehyung.
“Fine.” Yoongi snatched the blanket, covering his legs and turning around, leaving the other half for Taehyung to use.
The wolf nearly jumped at the chance of warmth, sitting with his back to Yoongi’s and curling the blanket around himself. Half of their bodies were still exposed since the blanket wasn’t long enough to encompass both of them in this position, but paired with the body heat from each other, it was a massive upgrade.
“There. Happy now?”
“Yes. Thank you.” Taehyung answered genuinely.
“Whatever.” Yoongi muttered, curling into the blanket.
With his back against Yoongi’s, Taehyung now faced his point of entry into the shack, and his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
“Did you come in from the window?” Taehyung asked.
“Yeah. Why?”
“Just out of curiosity, why didn’t you close it?”
“Why do you care?”
Yoongi retorted with a surprising amount of bite, though Taehyung quickly and correctly predicted the reason for such a response.
“…Could you not close it?”
Yoongi threw off the blanket, whipping around to glare at the alpha with all the hatred his small figure would allow him to feel.
“No, I couldn’t. Because it’s old and creaky and frozen and heavy, and I’m just a weak little omega. Right?”
Taehyung was a bit unprepared for the outburst, but quickly grew tired of it, rubbing his temple. “Yoongi, as I said before, I do not think you’re weak.”
“Don’t you fucking dare lie to me.” Yoongi spat. “From the moment we first met you pitied me.”
“That was not pity!” Taehyung protested. “If I pitied you, it would’ve been a much different story.”
“Whatever you want to call it, Taehyung.” Yoongi huffed, looking away and rubbing his arms to try and produce some form of warmth from the friction. “I still remember what you said.”
“Yoongi, that was not—”
The window’s corroded latch easily slipped open with a particularly powerful gust of wind, causing Yoongi to cower back as whipping streams of snow blew into their pathetic refuge. Taehyung was on his feet, slamming the window closed and locking it again, well aware that he would probably have to be doing that throughout the night.
Yoongi relaxed his tense shoulders as much as he could while still bordering hypothermia, and Taehyung turned, his lips matching Yoongi’s in turning purple as he rejoined the cat hybrid on the bed. He didn’t try and take the blanket that Yoongi had snatched up again in fear of another outburst, and simply sat on the edge, holding his legs to his chest.
Without each other’s minimal body heat, the two began freezing up even more as the night grew colder. They were trembling uncontrollably, nearly convulsing in how freezing cold they were. Even with his naturally tan skin, Taehyung was turning pale with how cold he was, and Yoongi’s fair skin was practically white, only making his purpling lips more prominent as they sat in cold misery.
Finally, desperation to survive overcame Taehyung’s determination to be cordial, and he looked up at a shaky, miserable-looking Yoongi. He continued rubbing his arms as he addressed the cat hybrid again.
“Yoongi,” Taehyung couldn’t even talk properly from how cold he was. “Y-you know—”
“Shut the fuck up.” Yoongi tried to sound menacing, but his voice hardly came off as vicious as he wanted it to with how shaky it was from the freezing air enveloping him.
“C-C’mon, Yoongi. Do y-you really want to f-f-freeze to death because of this?”
The sentence was painful to get out, Taehyung’s teeth clanking together as his body was shuddering from how freezing cold he was. Yoongi looked up at the alpha and only shivered for a couple more seconds before finally giving in, his body overcoming his mind’s drive to keep hold of his pride.
“Ok-kay.” Yoongi relinquished, slowly lying down.
Taehyung practically lunged, coming behind the omega and wrapping his arms around his waist, pulling him so close it was almost suffocating, and yanking the blanket over them. They were both trembling from the wretchedness of nearly falling victim to hypothermia, and Taehyung’s cold limbs around Yoongi’s body was jarring and uncomfortable at first, but he knew that once he warms up it would be a relief. He nuzzled his face into Yoongi’s neck, the cat hybrid gasping from Taehyung’s cold nose against his skin.
It took a few minutes before the body warmth eventually started soaking through their clothes and into one another. First the teeth clattering stopped, then slowly the shivering eased, and finally the perpetual goosebumps diminished. Once they could lie still in bed, they both breathed a breath of relief, Taehyung absentmindedly holding Yoongi tighter and the cat hybrid pulling the alpha’s arms tighter around his waist.
Neither of them were close to falling asleep, adrenaline still coursing through their veins from what had almost happened regarding the cold, and what they were currently doing to prevent it. Despite holding onto each other literally for dear life, it was still tense.
“Just know,” Yoongi finally broke the silence once he’d regained his ability to speak properly, “I still hate you.”
“Yes, I know. I figured that.” Taehyung said, far less exasperated than before. He was just too grateful to be warm again, or at least not freezing.
“Well good.” Yoongi huffed. “Just because we’re like this right now doesn’t mean I’m fine with you after this.”
“What do you mean ‘like this?’ As in, cuddling?”
“Don’t call it that.” Yoongi snapped. “Cuddling is something you do with a romantic partner—not some asshole from the rival pack.”
“Yoongi, we’re literally spooning. This is like, top three on the list of cuddling positions.” Taehyung said. “I don’t know why you refuse to call it what it is, and I furthermore don’t know why you hate me this much.”
“Don’t even try to play that. You know exactly why I hate you so much.”
“I said I was sorry, alright?” Taehyung whined. “How many times do I have to apologize?”
“There’s no amount of apologies. I will never forgive you and I will never stop being mad.”
A gust of cold blowing against the window and the wolf hybrid pulled Yoongi closer when the cat shivered.
“I don’t think hating each other is gonna help anything right now. We should just try to sleep.” Taehyung suggested gently, trying to ease the strain between them.
Finally, Yoongi didn’t have a sassy comment to respond with. He was exhausted from shivering for so long, and the relief of finally warming up had him struggling to keep his eyes open. Taehyung fell asleep before him, and the alpha naturally nuzzled his face into Yoongi’s neck once more, his warm breath on his skin comforting the older as the wold hybrid wrapped his arms tighter around him.
If Taehyung were awake, Yoongi might have made yet another biting comment. But the cuddling felt far too good…way better than when Yoongi got close like this to anyone else in his community, though he would never ever admit that. He wished he could say it was because they were relieved from the cold for each other, but Yoongi knew deep down that the reason it felt so good was because it was Taehyung’s arms he was wrapped in, and not a random other cat hybrid in his community.
Yoongi had no idea how long they were asleep when his eyes flew open at a slamming sound inside the shack. He looked up and saw the window had blown open once again from the blizzard, and snow was now rushing in.
The omega gasped and instinctively, Taehyung tightened his arms around Yoongi’s waist while he remained fast asleep. The action eased some of Yoongi’s anxiety, but he knew they needed to fix the problem before their mini safe haven filled up with snow. He was about to wake Taehyung, when he remembered the argument they’d had just before Yoongi finally gave in and cuddled with the alpha.
Yoongi grunted and wiggled out of Taehyung’s arms, marching over to the window. The moment he was out of the warmth of Taehyung’s arms, Yoongi was shivering. Goosebumps ran along his skin as he grabbed the frame and pushed with all of his might to close it.
Similar to when he’d first broken into this shack, Yoongi found no luck when trying to close the window. With each shove, the wind fought back harder and nearly blew him off his feet a couple times. The image of seeing Taehyung close it with relative ease kept playing in Yoongi’s mind, and it only drove him to push harder.
Yoongi didn’t realize the noises he was making at the exertion put into his effort to shut the window. With Yoongi’s heaving and cursing, paired with the lack of body heat in the freezing temperature, Taehyung finally woke up in a daze.
“Yoongi?” He yawned, blinking a couple times and pushing his messy hair out of his face.
He focused his tired eyes and looked up to see Yoongi wrestling with the window, getting pelted with snow whipping against his face as it blasted into the shack.
“Yoongi!” Taehyung jumped out of bed and rushed over.
He came behind Yoongi, placing his hands over the cat hybrid’s and, with one powerful push, shut it into place and locked the rusted latch. Taehyung was panting from the sudden velocity just seconds after waking up, and Yoongi felt his frustration skyrocket as he pushed the wolf hybrid off of him.
“Yoongi, what was that?” Taehyung asked, not even slightly budging from the shove. “Why didn’t you wake me up?”
“Because I can do it myself!” Yoongi snapped at the younger. “I don’t need some alpha to come save me, especially when that alpha is you. ”
“Oh my god, can we please cut the shit with this?” Taehyung pleaded, exasperated. “For the last time, I don’t think you’re weak!”
“Then what the fuck was that?” Yoongi demanded, pointing at the window.
“Me making sure that snow didn’t flood in and bury us.”
“Well I was handling it!”
Taehyung covered his face with his hands, nearly wanting to scream into them. “I’m sure you could have closed it. I just helped, and we closed it together. Can we please just go back to bed now?”
“You don’t believe that one bit.” Yoongi snarled. “If you’d thought I was strong enough, you wouldn’t have come careening over here with your stupid wolf strength.”
“It’s cold as fuck, Yoongi! You seriously want to let it become a snow globe in here to prove a point?”
“I want you to let me do shit on my own to prove a point, which you seem to have a hard time doing, if you recall.”
“For god’s sake, I said I was sorry!”
Yoongi snatched the satchel he’d come in with, stomping over towards the door.
“What the hell are you doing?” Taehyung demanded.
“Getting the fuck away from you.” Yoongi informed him. “I cannot be stuck in here with you for one more moment.”
“Yoongi, this is absurd, you can’t go out there in this blizzard.”
“You can’t tell me what to do.” Yoongi reached for the door handle, only for Taehyung’s hand around his wrist to prevent him from doing so. His head snapped up at Taehyung, entirely enraged. “Let go of me, Taehyung.”
“I’m not letting you go get yourself killed because of that.”
“You don’t have to let me do anything. I don’t belong to you.”
“I know that, but I’m still not going to let go of your arm until you put down the satchel and step away from the door.”
“Get off of me!” Yoongi tried to shoved Taehyung away, only for the alpha to catch his other arm, pulling the cat hybrid away from the door as the older tried to break free of his grip.
“Yoongi, stop this.” Taehyung grunted as the cat hybrid kicked him in the shin.
“Let me leave!”
“No!” Taehyung’s knees knocked back into the bed, causing him to tumble down onto it, bringing the cat hybrid with him, only enraging Yoongi further.
“Fucking let go!”
Yoongi was thrashing with all his might to get out of Taehyung’s hold, and with his cold, trembling fingers, the alpha was struggling to keep the cat hybrid still from running out into certain death.
“Stop fighting me!” Taehyung growled as he pulled Yoongi onto the bed, pinning him to the mattress with his body weight.
“Let me go!” Yoongi tried to break free.
“I will if you stop trying to go out in this storm.” Taehyung said, still struggling to keep the cat hybrid in place with the limited mobility of his nearly frozen fingers.
“No! I would rather die trying to get away from you!”
“Yoongi, stop!”
The omega was wriggling enough that Taehyung was losing control of his body. The wolf hybrid groaned and finally leaned in to bite the crook of his neck—where his preexisting mate mark was. Immediately, his omega stopped fighting, dropping into submission.
Yoongi hiccuped and his eyes went wide, his muscles relaxing. When Taehyung pulled away he saw the omega looking up at him with wide eyes, his pupils dilated.
“Alright, enough of this.” Taehyung stated with authority. “You need to relax before you get yourself killed out there, do you understand?”
“Yes, alpha.” Yoongi answered instantly, completely obedient.
Taehyung let out a breath of frustration, hating that he’d had to take it there. He’d always told his younger self he’d never use the warning bite to get his future mate to submit, but now he had no choice with Yoongi. It was either that, or let his mate die out of his own will.
He sat back, leaving Yoongi lying motionless on the bed—waiting for his next direction from the alpha. The submission would wear off within a couple minutes, and the wolf hybrid tried to prepare himself for the unleash of fury from the omega the minute he dropped back into his regular state.
Sure enough, in less than three minutes, Yoongi"s pupils went back to their normal size, and he shook his head, pushing himself to sit up, looking to find Taehyung sitting against the wall, clearly awaiting what was to come next.
“You bit me?” Yoongi finally questioned, narrowing his eyes at Taehyung.
“You were trying to walk out into a blizzard.” The wolf hybrid said in a calm voice.
“I can’t believe you went that low. You bit me.”
“Yes, and I’d do it again if it meant you’d stop trying to fucking kill yourself!” Taehyung finally snapped. “Look, I’m sorry that I mated you, alright? You were in heat and I was in rut, and you begged me to and I couldn’t think rationally before I just did it. I know you’ll never forgive me, but I’m not letting you die just because your pride is poisoning your will to live.”
Yoongi glared at him, raising his hand to slap the alpha, only for his wrist to be caught in Taehyung’s large hand. The omega glared and snatched his arm away.
“I hate you.”
“I know.” Taehyung rubbed his temple, regaining his patience. “So, are we going back to hypothermia or can we just lay in silence but use each other’s body heat to survive?”
Yoongi glared at the alpha as they both started shivering again after only a few minutes not holding each other for warmth.
“If we survive through the night, you"ll go back to your community tomorrow and I’ll go back to my pack, and I promise I won’t come here anymore and you’ll never have to see me again.”
Yoongi huffed and flopped down on his side, facing away from Taehyung before grumbling, “Fine.”
He felt Taehyung’s arm wrap around his waist, the warmth instantly relieving the omega…along with the fact that it was his mate, which he hated to admit.
After a few minutes, there was a crash outside—most likely a dead tree blowing over from the blizzard. Then there was a loud roar, probably from a moose, but Yoongi flinched nonetheless from the potential dangers so close to them, just outside the loose safety of the rickety shack.
Taehyung’s arms wrapped tighter around Yoongi’s waist, holding the cat hybrid closer.
“Don’t worry.” He said tiredly, sensing Yoongi’s panic as he was falling asleep. “I’m here.”
And to his irritation, the comfort worked in soothing Yoongi. He did feel protected knowing Taehyung was there, and he didn’t have time to get angrier about it until he was falling asleep, dropping into awaiting dreams.
Yoongi was stumbling through the forest, feeling like he was about to melt into a puddle with how badly he was sweating. His vision was hazy, and with what remaining consciousness he had from his human side, he was cursing himself for his stubbornness. His pack leaders had offered him a range of alphas to help with his heat, but he’d declined and proclaimed he could handle it on his own.
At the time, his pride was far more important. But now as he was gasping for air and hunching over in pain, he really wished he’d taken them up on their offer. He just couldn’t fathom dropping all his dignity so easily and letting himself be used like that by the cocky alphas in his pack. He hoped that once he regained his full human conscience again, that this would all be worth it.
But for now, this shit fucking sucked. He only had one more day of this torture, and right about now is where his body was yearning for an alpha the most, and he was at his weakest.
He was nearly to the point of crawling from how much he felt he was burning up internally, as though it would escape and set his body on fire. He grabbed a tree for stability, holding his stomach and crouching down to try and rationalize some plan to make it through the final hours of pure agony.
Yoongi was drawing a blank when he heard something deeper in the woods. It wasn’t the sound of a threatening animal that he should be running from, but it wasn’t all too familiar either. However, something about the sound had Yoongi venturing closer, deeper into the woods to investigate through pure instinct. Something in his heat clouded mind had Yoongi stumbling toward the sound, tripping over every branch and rock on his way.
As he neared, he began sweating even more, now completely drenched. He approached on the sound, and found it to be the groaning of someone in pain. But it wasn’t the pain of an injury—it was the type of pained noise Yoongi was making, indicating that the creature was going through something similar to him.
Although the closer he got, the more intense his symptoms grew, and it wasn’t until he came upon the creature that he understood why.
It was not an animal, but a hybrid like himself. Only, it was no cat. It was a wolf hybrid, who was also an alpha, and the alpha was in his rut. Similarly to Yoongi, he was alone in the woods, perhaps having had the same idea as the omega—swearing he could fight off his rut alone and severely regretting it once the time came.
The alpha, who had sprawled out on the dewy grass to try and cool himself off, sensed the omega the same moment Yoongi recognized what the wolf hybrid was. His head snapped up, and his eyes landed on Yoongi, both of their pupils dilating at the same time as they fell into their primal headspaces.
Yoongi didn’t even utter a word, he simply stumbled into the alpha’s awaiting arms. The wolf hybrid caught Yoongi in his lap and turned them over so Yoongi was on the grass beneath him. It took him less than ten seconds for the alpha to tear off Yoongi’s clothes, followed by his own, the cat hybrid whimpering and pleading for the alpha to somehow move even faster.
In just a couple minutes, the alpha was fingering Yoongi to stretch him in preparation. Yoongi looked down and saw the wolf hybrid’s dick, and his mouth instantly started watering at the size of it. He’d never seen one that big on a cat hybrid, and while his fully human conscience would probably have him running away at the sight of it, his heat clouded conscience had him begging for the wolf to hurry up and put it in.
They both let out long moans of relief the minute the alpha was inside of the omega. Yoongi’s was from being filled, Taehyung’s was from finally feeling the warmth of an omega around his dick.
“W-what’s your name?” Yoongi gasped before the alpha thrusted.
“Taehyung.” He answered. “What’s yours, pretty little thing?”
“Yoongi.”
Taehyung smirked down at him, cupping his face with his large hand. “Well Yoongi, looks like you’re gonna be my good little omega while you take my knot and let me breed you over and over, hm?”
Yoongi whimpered and nodded, wrapping his arms around the alpha to try and bring him closer. Taehyung began thrusting into the omega wildly, days of being pent up now unleashing to the welcoming omega, who was in the exact same state.
There was no refractory period for either of them. Every time Taehyung knotted Yoongi, it went down almost immediately before either of them returned to their human conscience. Neither of them knew how long they’d been going at it, probably an entire day.
“You’re such a precious omega, so small and obedient.” Taehyung growled into Yoongi’s ear after what was probably their sixth round. “I’ve never had a breeding mate as pliant and beautiful as you.”
“You’re so strong, alpha.” Yoongi whimpered, trying to arch up into Taehyung to meet his thrusts, though the wolf hybrid’s hands encompassing Yoongi’s entire waist restricted him from doing so. “You take such good care of me.”
“Fuck.” Taehyung cursed, slamming into the omega with impossible force, certain the omega’s waist would be branded with his fingerprints afterwards. “You’re so fucking good. Wish I could take you home and have you all the time, knot you whenever I want and knock you up.”
The idea, in Yoongi’s heat clouded mind, sounded overwhelmingly enticing, and in his state, it’s all he could ever possibly want—all he could ever see himself being made to do.
“Alpha…” Yoongi pleaded, tears coming to his eyes. “Mate me.”
A feral grin curled at the alpha’s lips, his rut hazed mind positively thrilled at such a request as he continued fucking Yoongi with powerful vigor and brought them simultaneously closer and closer to their releases.
“Yeah? You want me to mate you? You wanna be my good little omega?” The alpha laughed.
“Yes!” Yoongi cried out. “Please mate me, alpha. Make me yours, please…”
“Fuck, Yoongi. You wanna be mine?” Taehyung shoved his dick into the omega, his knot snagging at his rim. “Then fucking take it.”
Taehyung only thrusted a couple more times before his final knot locked them together in place, his release painting Yoongi’s walls. He leaned down and fit his teeth over Yoongi’s scent gland, sinking his teeth into the part where his neck and shoulder met, branding him with his mate mark. Yoongi cried out as white blinded his vision and he came all over their chests.
Then they both were both out cold.
Yoongi’s eyes popped open, shocked to find that he was still in the beat-up shack with the blizzard roaring around them after such a realistic dream. He really felt he was back there, the moment when Taehyung mated him on pure impulse in the woods.
“Finally.” He heard the alpha behind him huff. “Now that you’re awake, will you stop moving?”
“What?” Yoongi asked, still worked up and trying to calm down from his flashback of a dream. “Why?”
“Well, you are my mate, and you’re pushing your ass back against my dick while my arms are around your waist. Unfortunately, I will get hard unless you stop.”
Yoongi squirmed until he was facing Taehyung.
“Now what?” Taehyung grumbled, still closing his eyes to try and sleep.
“Why don’t you make me?” Yoongi challenged the alpha suddenly.
Taehyung’s eyes shot open as he analyzed Yoongi’s expression.
“Come again?”
“You want me to lay still, but I can’t help what I was dreaming about in my sleep.” Yoongi said. “If you want me to stop moving so badly, why don’t you do something about it?”
Taehyung’s lips parted as he studied Yoongi’s face, trying to detect any signs of irony in his words.
“Yoongi, if you’re joking you need to tell me now.”
“Why’s that?” Yoongi had the gaul to smirk at Taehyung as he questioned.
“Because I’m going to pounce on you and teach you some fucking respect if you don’t turn around and go back to sleep.”
The threat brought Yoongi’s already hardening dick to full attention, and he scoffed, pressing into the alpha with his thoughts foggy from lust.
“Oh yeah?” Yoongi taunted. “Try me.”
And that was that. As promised, Taehyung pounced on Yoongi, pushing his thighs apart to get between and pinning his wrists down to the mattress as he looked down at his omega.
“I swear to god, Yoongi.” He growled. “You need to tell me right now if you’re kidding or if you actually want this. Because if you do I swear I’m fucking you into the next dimension for all the bullshit you’ve pulled.”
Yoongi looked up at the alpha with inviting, alluring eyes, his mouth watering at the thought.
“If you’re actually my alpha, I wanna see you fucking do something to prove it instead of whining like a little b—“
Taehyung’s fingers around Yoongi’s throat cut him off, not squeezing so hard to restrict his airway, but erotic enough to have the cat hybrid ending his interrupted sentence with a moan.
“You want me to prove that I’m your alpha? You don’t have to ask me twice.”
Just like that, both of their pupils dilated, their primal urges taking over their human conscience. Taehyung yanked Yoongi’s shirt over his figure, kissing and sucking around his neck while Yoongi mewled and arching into him.
“I should never have let you get that disrespectful.” Taehyung growled into his skin. “I’m gonna fuck that attitude right out of you.”
“Alpha…” Yoongi whined, immediately relenting to the wolf hybrid. “I’m sorry.”
“You will be.”
Taehyung fit his teeth over Yoongi’s mate mark again, biting down and sending the cat hybrid into complete submission.
“You’re mine, Yoongi.” He rasped into his ear.
“Yours.” Yoongi breathed.
Taehyung pulled Yoongi’s shirt off, kissing down his chest and to his pants, pulling them off and leaving the hybrid completely bare. He moved much faster than he would if they weren’t rendered into their animalistic states, and Yoongi’s slick wasn’t driving him crazy.
He pulled off his own clothes, before lifting Yoongi into his lap so the omega was straddling him, sucking on his neck and nipping all around the pale skin. Yoongi whined and held onto his mate, grinding against him and begging Taehyung to fuck him. Taehyung reached down and teased Yoongi’s entrance, the omega immediately arching to encourage the alpha to do so.
Taehyung slipped a finger into the omega"s already slick-coated hole, Yoongi sucking him in immediately and making the wolf hybrid go feral.
“Look at you, my good little omega.” Taehyung rasped into his skin. “So eager for me, the way you’re taking me in so easily.”
“Been waiting for you.” Yoongi gasped as Taehyung slipped another finger in. “I need you so bad.”
“You’ve been waiting for your alpha?” Taehyung smirked. “Such a desperate omega for me, you could’ve had me much sooner if you weren’t being so stubborn.”
“I’m sorry, alpha.” Yoongi whimpered. “Please fuck me, I need you so bad.”
“Don’t worry, Yoongi. I’m gonna fuck you until you see stars. I’ll knot you all night until you never forget who your alpha is.”
Yoongi moaned and pushed himself down onto Taehyung’s hard, huge dick. Taehyung curled his fingers into Yoongi’s prostate, causing the omega to cry out and instantly reach his climax, coating them both with his release.
“Wow, look at you. You really were desperate for me.” Taehyung smirked, still in alpha headspace. “Are you going to be able to take my dick, little one?”
“Yes!” Yoongi pleaded, similarly still in his omega state. “I need you, please fuck me! I need your knot.”
“Of course you do. It’s what you were made to do.” Taehyung pushed against Yoongi’s sensitive prostate again, causing him to sob. “You were made for me to fuck and breed, weren’t you?”
“Yes, alpha.” Yoongi whimpered, tears streaming down his face.
Taehyung lifted Yoongi up with one hand, centerin his dick with the other before settling the cat hybrid against him, swirling his length around Yoongi’s desperate hole to torture him. Yoongi dug his fingers into Taehyung’s biceps, hiding his face into his shoulder while the alpha felt his mate’s tears soaking into his skin.
“You want my dick so bad, omega?” Taehyung asked, Yoongi only capable of nodding, his tongue hardly had any more mobility to formulate sentences.
Taehyung slid Yoongi down onto his length, the cat hybrid sucking him in immediately. Taehyung bit his lip, the omega so tight that him clenching up around the wolf hybrid’s dick nearly hurt, but simultaneously felt so fucking good. He’d been yearning for this for almost a year, ever since mating Yoongi, and he felt satiated in a way he hadn’t ever since his last time seeing the cat hybrid.
“You feel so fucking good, Yoongi.” Taehyung growled into his skin, biting over his mate mark once again and sending shivers down the omega’s back, bringing his dick right back to life.
“You fill me up so well, Alpha.” Yoongi whimpered. “Needed you so bad.”
Taehyung smiled smugly, gripping Yoongi’s hips and lifting him up until just his tip was in the omega’s rim, before plopping him back down all the way onto him. Yoongi screamed out as the huge cock pressed up against his prostate.
“Alpha!” Yoongi cried out, biting into his shoulder. “Fuck me, fuck me…”
“Begging for my dick, just like a good omega.” Taehyung growled into his skin, lifting him up and pulling him back down to his dick.
If Yoongi weren’t so deep in headspace, he’d probably be pretty amazed at just how strong Taehyung was to be fucking the omega onto his dick with just his hands alone. He didn’t even need to move his hips up, he was using Yoongi like a fleshlight and it had the omega drooling and his eyes rolling back as Taehyung’s dick pounded into his prostate over and over.
Yoongi would be mortified at his behavior if he weren’t hypnotized by his mate’s dick. But now he was wailing and begging for it while Taehyung fucked him without mercy. Eventually the wolf hybrid laid Yoongi on his back, holding down his wrists and fucking into him much like their first time in the woods.
It was a wonder that the old wood of the bed frame could handle such force, the entire thing slamming against the wall with every thrust of Taehyung’s hips against Yoongi. The cat hybrid’s neck was a canvas for Taehyung to kiss and suck and bite, especially over his mate mark, sending both of them deeper and deeper into their primal states. He pulled out to flip Yoongi around, holding his hips up as he shoved the omega’s head down, Yoongi’s cheek pressed against the pillow as he drooled all over the cotton.
Despite not being in heat, Yoongi could swear this time felt even better and more satisfying than when Taehyung was satisfying his omega state the first time they met. Eventually Yoongi found it in himself to crane his head back and try to look up at Taehyung with his tear-blurred vision and a trembling lip.
“Am I being good?” Yoongi questioned, his eyes glazed over “Am I making you happy?”
Taehyung pulled his face out of his neck and looked down at the cat hybrid with a proud grin drenched in arrogance at being an alpha with an omega mate so obedient.
“You’re perfect, Yoongi.” Taehyung growled. “You’re taking my dick like a good omega should for their alpha. You’re so beautiful, I’ve wanted to fuck you again for months.”
“Alpha…” Yoongi whined, bucking his hips up into Taehyung. “Wanna cum. Want you to cum in me.”
“Yeah? You want me to breed you?” Taehyung smirked, slamming into Yoongi at a miraculous speed. “Want to cum as I knot you, little one?”
“Yes!” Yoongi whimpered. “Please, alpha, please knot me!”
“Good little omega.” Taehyung scoffed, his vision blurring white as he reached his orgasm. “Fucking take my knot.”
He shoved his dick as deep into Yoongi as possible, his knot snagging at Yoongi’s rim now fully locked inside of him. The omega cried out Taehyung’s name as he came for the second time, feeling his alpha unload inside of him.
Taehyung kept a firm grip on Yoongi’s hip to steady himself as they both trembled madly. He rolled them carefully to their sides, still holding the cat hybrid close while they waited for his knot to go down. Talking was not on the table as they came down from their headspaces, at about the same rate it took for Taehyung to be able to pull out.
“Fuck.” Taehyung gasped for breath. Yoongi couldn’t even concur, he was struggling to regain himself from the subspace the alpha had led him to. “You alright?”
“Mm hmm.” Yoongi nodded, his chest still rising and falling at a rapid pace.
It was amazing that just hours ago the pair had been near the point of hypothermia, and now they were spooning with Taehyung’s knot inside Yoongi, sweating from the heat of fucking like wild animals.
“Where’d that come from?” Taehyung questioned.
“I had a dream about the first time we met.”
Taehyung didn’t need any more explanation. He knew exactly why that would’ve sent Yoongi into such a primal state.
“Is that why you were grinding on me in your sleep?”
“Yeah.” Yoongi breathed.
“Do you feel better?”
“Yeah.”
Taehyung had returned from his alpha headspace, and could now slowly pull out of Yoongi, both of the mates shuddering at the sudden loss of each other. The wolf hybrid lay back flat on the mattress, and eventually he glanced over to see Yoongi when he felt the cat hybrid do the same before making another move. Yoongi’s pupils were back to their normal diameter, indicating that he was in his human conscience.
Taehyung slid his hand over, placing it over Yoongi’s in a soft attempt at affection. To his surprise, Yoongi interlocked their fingers, leading Taehyung to let out a breath of relief.
The mates stared up at the ceiling of old wood, listening to the wind howling once again, paired with their breath as it slowly returned to its regular rate. The window blasted open again, and Yoongi didn’t even pretend he was going to get up and close it. Taehyung lifted himself up, locking it in place again, and turned back to see Yoongi laying on his side again, with enough room for the wolf hybrid to slide into the bed behind him.
Neither bothered putting their clothes back on their sweaty bodies as Taehyung just nestled into the bed, wrapping his arm around an awaiting Yoongi’s waist and holding him close. He placed gentle kisses over the hickeys and bite marks he’d littered across Yoongi’s neck, and a final kiss on his permanent mate mark.
“Goodnight Yoongi.” Taehyung breathed, nuzzling into Yoongi, who held Taehyung’s arm tighter.
“Goodnight.”
In the morning, Yoongi awoke feeling gross. He remembered what had happened the night before, and that they hadn’t really cleaned up afterwards
“You awake?” Taehyung’s raspy voice asked.
“Yeah.”
“Good morning.” The wolf hybrid yawned. “I’m sorry I couldn’t clean you up. There wasn’t much to work with, and anytime I moved you protested for me to stay in your sleep.”
“It’s okay. We’re in a shack.” Yoongi shrugged, slowly pushing himself up so he was sitting on the edge of the bed.
Taehyung followed suit, and without further conversation, both of them found their clothes and got dressed. The wind wasn’t blowing like the night before, meaning it was more doable to walk in the daylight through the snow. It was still freezing, but with the absence of the sinister wind along with the sun shining down on them, it was slightly more plausible to travel in this weather as long as they booked it and practically sprinted home.
A heavy gray cloud filled the room with the tension emitted from the cat hybrid, and once he was fully dressed, he didn’t bother looking at Taehyung.
“Well, we made it through the night.” Yoongi said. “I’m going home.”
“Yoongi, can you please just wait?” Taehyung begged. “Can’t we talk about this?”
“There’s nothing to talk about. We mated in the heat of the moment, and you ruined my life as an omega. Now we go back and continue hiding it until we die.”
“What if I don’t want to hide it?” Taehyung asked.
“Fine, tell your pack. I don’t care. It’s not like it’ll affect you the way it affects me.”
“It’s not that, Yoongi.” Taehyung groaned. “Has it ever even crossed your mind that maybe I don’t hate you? That maybe I don’t mind the idea of being mates with you?”
Yoongi just frowned as he looked at Taehyung.
“What the fuck are you even talking about?”
“I’m saying that you’ve never even considered getting to know each other.” Taehyung said. “We’re mates, and there’s nothing we can do about that. But what if it’s meant to be? What if the reason we lost our consciences was because we had another force pulling us together?”
“Stop talking, Taehyung.” Yoongi snapped. “We are not fated mates.”
Taehyung huffed in frustration.
“Yoongi, we’re mated. We can never be with anyone el—”
“You can.” Yoongi pointed out.
“I don"t want to be with anyone else.”
“What are you trying to say?”
“That I want to get to know you.” Taehyung stood up. “I want to be with you as my mate, or at least try. We hardly know each other. What if we’d be a good match?”
“I’m a cat and you’re a smelly wolf.”
“I know, and I’ve never felt anything for another wolf. I’ve helped many omegas through their heats, and I’ve never lost myself the way I do with you. I’ve never mated someone on impulse when they’ve asked. I’ve never had an omega’s heat send me into rut like you.”
Yoongi’s frown fell slightly, looking up at the wolf hybrid in confusion.
“What do you mean ‘send you into rut?’ Weren’t you already in it?”
“No. I was finally done, and had been for two days. I spent it in the mountain, and I was on my way back when all of a sudden it hit me again. I was so confused until you showed up, and I realized it was your heat then sent me back even though I shouldn’t have had another rut until next year.”
Yoongi couldn’t express how surprised he was by this news. This whole time, he’d assumed that he and Taehyung were in the same state in their cycle. He never imagined that his heat had sent Taehyung back into his rut though he was supposed to be done and in his least vulnerable state, and the alpha’s words started to finally soften Yoongi"s shell.
“Look, we’re stuck out here for a while.” Taehyung continued. “Even though the snow has calmed for now, we’re both too far from our homes to make it before nightfall, and then we’ll freeze to death out in the snow without the sun. Just give me until the snow storms are done. Please, Yoongi? Just give me a chance.”
Yoongi crossed his arms, staring at Taehyung cynically, though he couldn’t deny that he was a little enticed. It was his mate, and they did have incredible sex. Blinding pleasure type of sex, not to mention the comfort of being in his mate’s arms regardless of the temperature.
“Fine.” Yoongi finally conceded. “I will be civil with you until the storms are over.”
Taehyung smiled, his tail wagging for the first time Yoongi had ever seen. Unfortunately, it was actually pretty cute.
“Thank you. I promise you won’t regret it.”
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For the following week, the two spent their time hunting and gathering food and water until the sun went down, which was alarmingly early. Yoongi had to admit that he was glad they weren’t trying to make their ways back home, because Taehyung was right. There was no way they’d be able to return in time before the sun went down and another round of snow storm sent them to their deaths.
In talking to Taehyung, Yoongi was surprised to learn that he actually wasn’t that dreadful of company. When Taehyung had told Yoongi that he was a pack leader after their first meeting, the cat hybrid had practically stormed away, due to his disdain for the hybrids of authority in his community.
They were always pompous, domineering alphas lacking any form of empathy and bulldozing over every voice in their council. It was less of a democracy and more of a dictatorship, and therefore Yoongi detested all chiefs and leaders of packs and any other hybrid civilization. However, Taehyung proved to be different from that.
The fact that he’d put himself in danger to ensure all of his pack members were safe alone proved he was a much more respectable leader. Any one of the leaders in Yoongi’s community would laugh at the notion of putting themselves in danger to save their own subjects. They’d sent Yoongi out in the snow as a punishment since the omega continued to “badger” them, arguing for omegas to partake in activities originally designated solely for the alphas of the community.
“Fine. If you want to hunt so bad, go out right now and do it. And don’t come back until you bring a deer home.” They’d said, and escorted him out the gates with just a satchel holding a knife and a canteen of water.
“What? That’s absurd, no one can kill a deer with a knife, they"d never catch them in time. Why didn’t they give you a bow?” Taehyung exclaimed, bewildered when Yoongi explained to him why he was hunting alone that first night in the shack.
“Omegas aren’t trained to use such weapons, since we’re apparently incapable with our nimble fingers. ” Yoongi answered spitefully, echoing the verbiage they"d used.
It was beyond bizarre, since Yoongi actually had pretty big hands. And regardless, children were taught archery in Taehyung’s pack from the age of six. Everyone was given the opportunity to learn to hunt, there were no positions designated for only one gender or subgender. Hunters and gatherers were chosen due to the hybrid’s capability, and usually the team consisted equally of both.
“That’s such bullshit. You could totally learn to use a bow and arrow.”
“Well try telling them that.” Yoongi huffed, skinning the fish he’d caught for them.
“You’d be even better at it since you can move your hands so fast.” Taehyung said, making Yoongi shrug.
“I’m not that fast.”
“Yoongi, you caught that fish with your hand. You’ve got cat-like reflexes as they say, your reload time would be three times the speed of mine.” Taehyung said, sparking an idea in his head. “Why don’t I teach you?”
“No offense, but I don’t think you’re gonna be able to teach me archery in a week, or however long it takes until we can finally go home.”
“Maybe not a week, but we can just meet up here sometimes! I’ll bring you an extra bow, and then we can hunt deer together for you to bring back to your community.”
“Meet up here?” Yoongi scoffed. “Do you have any idea the trouble I could get in if they knew we were secretly meeting up? I don’t know how you wolves are, but back amongst the cat community we still hate canines.”
“Right, but did you ever really care about that? Or did you just hate me?”
Yoongi couldn’t lie, Taehyung got him there.
“I’m serious, I can teach you archery, and then you can show your stupid leaders how capable omegas are. I know you’ll be better at it than me once you learn.” Taehyung said sincerely. “Plus…we’d get to see each other more than twice a year this way.”
Despite how tempting it was to be promised a lesson in archery, Yoongi hated to acknowledge that the promise of seeing Taehyung was even more enticing.
“I’ll think about it.” Yoongi said before handing Taehyung the fish to roast over the fire.
In addition to spending time getting to know each other, the two mates were also just as eager to make up for lost time physically. They fucked multiple times every night, after a long day of hunting and an even longer night of fighting off frostbite. Yoongi hadn’t the slightest idea that he had the amount of stamina, but there were times he was dragging Taehyung back to the shack first in desperation to get fucked by the alpha, who was always more than ecstatic to be with his mate.
By the time the snowfall had finally eased up and they were certain there would be no more snowstorms, it had been two weeks. The mates were certain their families thought they were dead, so they knew they couldn’t prolong their return anymore.
“It’s still dangerous to meet up now with the uncertainty of snow storms, but once spring comes, will you meet me out here again?” Taehyung asked, helping secure the deer onto Yoongi’s back with rope they’d found.
“Possibly. Depends on if the alphas give a fuck about me bringing this back.”
It wasn’t even a 50/50 answer, but Taehyung would take it nonetheless.
“I’ll be waiting for you right here on the first day of spring.” Taehyung beamed down at him.
“Don’t get your hopes up.” Yoongi shrugged before turning away, a dark aura of sadness enveloping him at the thought of leaving his mate’s presence.
“Yoongi?”
The cat hybrid heard Taehyung call his name, and looked over his shoulder to see the wolf hybrid resembling that of a sad puppy.
“Yeah?”
“I’m gonna miss you.”
Yoongi’s face softened, his heart thawing a bit at the sincerity behind it. He wanted to make some snarky comment back, but he couldn’t bring himself to when he attempted it.
“I’m gonna miss you too.” Yoongi murmured, unable to look Taehyung in the eyes in fear of tearing up.
“This is kinda weird to say, given everything, but we actually haven’t kissed before.” Taehyung said, fiddling with his bow. “Can I kiss you before you go?”
Yoongi couldn’t fight the grin coming to his lips, and he fully turned around.
“Sure.” He said, getting Taehyung to smile once more and his tail to wag.
The wolf hybrid cupped Yoongi’s face, leaning down considerably to press his lips to the older’s. Yoongi tried to remain still, but eventually wrapped his arms around Taehyung’s neck. The wolf hybrid smiled into the kiss, pulling Yoongi close by the waist until they finally released.
“Travel safe, Taehyung.” Yoongi said, before turning his back and walking away.
“See you next spring, Yoongi!”
The cat hybrid waved behind his head at Taehyung, unwilling to turn around and let the younger see the tears that were threatening his lash line stream down his cheeks.
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The snow melted faster this year, much to Taehyung’s relief. The first day of the spring season, Taehyung gathered his bow and spare, running out to the woods where the run-down shack was bright and early. He and Yoongi hadn’t designated a time to meet in their conversation, so he was prepared to wait all day, but he didn’t care.
Taehyung took his spot against the shack, pacing around and anticipating when the cat hybrid would come. Hours went by, the sun slowly rising higher and higher until it was at its highest point, causing Taehyung to sweat a little. His eagerness began deflating as it started to fall in the west. His ears twitched and his head shot up anytime he heard a noise in the direction Yoongi would arrive from, quickly let down every time he realized it was just a frog or a bird.
By the time it was nearly evening, the wolf hybrid started to gather his things, his hope depleted as it was getting to be too late to hunt. Once everything was packed, Taehyung let out a disappointed breath, leaning against the trunk and staring down at his bow. He should’ve known Yoongi wouldn’t come.
He hiked his bag onto his shoulder to head home when a snapping twig had him whipping around in the direction of its origin. He stood completely motionless as he looked at the hill, and after a few moments, he saw the small cat ears emerging from the other side, followed by a head of orange hair, and then the beautiful, grouchy face of his mate.
Taehyung’s face lit up as he ran over to meet the cat hybrid. Yoongi tried to control his facial expression, but he couldn’t deny that a sense of glee filled him when he saw his mate running up to him with such jubilation. He also tried to control his breathing, so the wolf hybrid didn’t realize he’d been sprinting to get there in time.
“You came!” Taehyung hugged Yoongi close, lifting and spinning him around once before setting the squirming cat hybrid back on his feet.
“Would you keep it down?” Yoongi swatted him away. “You’re gonna scare off all the deer.”
“Sorry.” Taehyung chuckled, handing Yoongi the extra bow. “So, are you ready for a hunting lesson?”
“I already know how to hunt.”
“Right, my bad.” Taehyung grinned. “Are you ready for an archery lesson?”
Yoongi looked up at Taehyung, bow in hand, a beaming smile on his face, tail wagging in anticipation. The cat hybrid fought as hard as he could to keep the smile off his face, unsuccessful in his effort.
“Yeah, let’s go.”
“Do you think if I teach you well then you’ll kiss me?” Taehyung asked, causing Yoongi to stop in his tracks and look up at the excited wolf hybrid.
“No.” Yoongi said, watching Taehyung’s animated expression slowly fade until the cat hybrid went on his toes to kiss his mate, catching the younger by surprise.
Taehyung hardly had a moment to enjoy it before Yoongi pulled away, looking in the opposite direction to hide his blushing cheeks from the wolf hybrid, who was now giggling at his mate’s little fake out maneuver.
“Alright.” Yoongi loaded up his bow. “Where do we start?”