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When Jimin steps into the penthouse after having waived goodbye to Jeonyung, Jungkook’s driver and sorta Jimin’s bodyguard on his way here, the omega expects to find the alpha relaxing on the couch, but he should have known better.
Jungkook’s in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, cursing at whoever he’s talking to on the phone, dressed in just a pair of gray joggers, barefoot with a silver chain around his neck and another one around his wrist.
“I don’t fucking care how much they ask!” He snaps and Jimin jumps a little, bottom lip caught between his glossy lips. “Tell him to finish the job or I’m personally going to pay him a visit. No shit - of course he doesn’t want that.”
The alpha has yet to turn around to face Jimin and he doesn’t know what to do. He was so excited to come here after a long week. He had an early spa appointment where he made sure to get himself all ready for Jungkok, his skin glowing, silky smooth all over, and had even paid more attention to his make-up and out-fit than he would usually do because he really wanted to get himself all pretty for the older. He’s wearing a white mini-skirt that barely hides his asscheeks paired with a fluffy and loose white shirt, cherry gloss on his lips and a little bit of glitter on his eyelids. He’d even put on that incredibly uncomfortable pair of thongs just because he knows Jungkook would like it.
He doesn’t know what to do so he hovers awkwardly next to the couch and waits for Jungkook to finish his call.
“Get it done!” He barks into the phone, tosses it aside on the armchair and then he’s on Jimin.
The omega barely has enough time to blink before Jungkook’s hands are all over his body. Rough fingers grope his ass under his skirt, pulling his cheeks apart and playing with them hungrily as hot lips wrap around his, pulling him into a scorching hot kiss.
Jimin moans and lifts himself on his tiptoes, easily letting himself be crushed into the alpha’s stronger body. Jungkook treats him harsher than ever before, not even uttering a word as he turns Jimin around and guides him to grip the back of the couch.
“H-hyung, what-“ His voice gets caught in his throat as one finger slips under the panties to probe at his entrance. He’s wet because of the kiss and Jungkook’s hands on him, but also because this side of the alpha is thrilling. Jimin had always enjoyed just sitting pretty and letting Jungkook take whatever he desired from him and he’s more than willing to do that now as well.
So when Jungkook taps his inner thigh Jimin quickly spreads his legs and arches his back, getting comfortable. The alpha groans in appreciation, big hands slipping up his ass and pulling the skirt along to let it rest around Jimin’s dainty waist.
“Colour?” He asks, his voice stone-cold and full of authority, just like the one he’d used earlier on the phone. Jimin bites his lip and pushes his cheek on the soft back of the couch.
“Green, Alpha.”
Only a mere second after the word slips from his lips, Jungkook pulls his thong aside and a moment later the alpha’s mushroom wet tip teases his entrance. Jimin’s toes curl as Jungkook guides the tip up and down between his wet folds. He never pushes inside, just lets Jimin feel the weight and size of him until his pussy starts throbbing, begging to be filled up.
“ Please- ah- “
Jungkook guides his cock up and down once more before letting the tip be swallowed by the omega’s hungry cunt, the soaked and hot hole making him grit his teeth to keep himself from coming so soon. He falls on Jimin, lips finding his ear.
“Use your safe word if you want to stop.” Jimin trembles under him, tiny fingers gripping the back of the couch harder. “Do you understand, Omega?” He nods, a tiny whine getting stuck in his throat when he tries to fuck himself back on the alpha’s cock but Jungkook stops him with a bruising grip on his hip. “I said,” he growls, patience running thin, “ do you understand ?” He’d had the shittiest day so far and all he wants to do is fuck his pretty doll hard and fast to take the edge off.
“I- I understand.”
Jungkook hums, kisses Jimin’s jaw and then pulls back, positioning himself behind the omega properly. The view has his cock dripping pre-cum inside the omega’s cunt, his curvy hips and fat ass just too fucking sinful. He grips Jimin’s ass better, keeping the string of the thong trapped under his big palm, the other hand sliding up his arched spine to press between his shoulder blades and keep him there.
For some reason he stays like that for a moment, eyebrows narrowed as he watches Jimin’s pink cunt swallow his tip. It’s obvious he hadn’t played with himself because he’s as tight as ever, and that makes Jungkook lose his mind a little bit more. He wants to ruin him. He wants to completely destroy that pretty cunt of his. So far he’d been sweet to Jimin, always making him come several times before fucking him, but today is the first time he will think just about his own pleasure and use the younger the way he wishes. He doesn’t try to hold back, and it also helps that Jimin is the most willing precious angel, so ready to let Jungkook use him, so ready to let his pussy get fucked raw.
Jungkook pushes in just a tiny bit more to see the omega’s reaction and when Jimin just moans beautifully for him and pushes his ass back some more, Jungkook doesn’t hold back anymore. He thrusts inside Jimin’s heavenly tight and hot heat in one go, and once inside he doesn’t stop to let the omega adjust to his size, he pulls his cock out until just the tip is still caught between his walls and slams back in. Jimin cries out and falls forward, chest resting on the back of the couch, his scent going wild, vanilla so thick and rich Jungkook can feel it dripping down his throat. His ass fucking jiggles with each powerful thrust, the skin on his plump cheeks slowly becoming redder under Jungkook’s hungry and dark gaze, his pussy suckig Jungkook’s cock right back in.
He grits his teeth and watches as every inch of his cock gets swallowed by the omega’s pink cunt. His hole is spread obscenely around his girth, thick globs of slick gushing out each time Jungkook slams in. He could watch Jimin’s pretty cunt take his cock all day every day, completely mesmerized by it.
There’s nothing soft about the way he keeps Jimin down. Nothing loving in the way he fucks his tight pussy with feral need, his thrusts deep and fast and downright painful. Every time he meets Jimin’s ass the omega chokes on another sob and Jungook watches with sick satisfaction as his asscheeks become redder than his pussy. His alpha is intoxicated with the smell of the omega’s arousal, pushing him to move harder , faster .
Jimin cries out his name, saccharine moans bouncing off the walls, and it only makes Jungkook want to ruin him that much more. It’s not his fault Jimin is just so beautiful when he’s fucked out, jaw slacked and teary eyed. It’s not his fault the omega’s tight little body drives him mad to the point he doesn’t know what else to do to fuck him better, to give it to him faster and harder. His pussy feels like heaven, his scent is the sweetest thing Jungkook had ever smelled and his cherubic pretty face is the epitome of perfection, it drives him mad just how utterly divine the omega is.
His hand slips from Jimin’s back due to the excessive sweat there and quickly brings it down to grip his hips and pull him harshly with each thrust.
Jimin’s eyes roll in the back of his head, his body numb. The vulgar wet slapping sounds of Jungkook fucking into his pussy resonating impossibly loud in his ears, making him blush all the way down to his toes. His hips move back and forth, guided only by the alpha’s pure strength and Jimin doesn’t even want to try to move on his own, he’s so happy with the way Jungkook uses him that he wills himself to shut his brain off.
He feels the second orgasm building up- he’d come the first time merely a few thrusts before, feels Jungkook slapping his ass, the tip of his cock abusing that tiny little spot inside his body that has him sweating and trembling and it all feels beyond good. Jungkook growls and groans, grips his hips harder, fucks him faster, Jimin’s body just a tool for his pleasure.
Jimin is glowing with pride, the fullness of Jungkook’s cock inside his pussy making him purr loudly, his scent dripping honey all around them. And right when he thinks it couldn’t get any better, Jungkook slams into him one last time and then his cock throbs as it shoots hot white cum inside of him. “ Oh god- Hyung- oh god oh god- “ He squirms, pulling away instinctively then quickly relaxing his walls to welcome Jungkook’s seed. It’s so warm and the alpha comes so much that Jimin feels his belly bloating with it.
He doesn’t know he’s been crying until Jungkook leans over him to lick his tears. “ Shhhh , darling. You were so good. Such a good omega for me.”
Jimin hiccups and lifts his arms to ask to be embraced. Jungkook kisses his neck and slowly pulls out. He winces and cries again, too sensitive. Jungkook shushes him once more and once his cock is fully out he cups Jimin’s pussy to keep his own cum from dripping on the floor. “Clench your walls, pretty. Keep alpha’s cum inside,” the older instructs but Jimin shakes his head.
“B-bed- wanna’ go to bed.”
Jungkook chuckles, a deep endeared sound that has Jimin blushing deeper. “Alright, baby. I’ll take you to bed but you have to be good for me and put your hands over your pussy to keep my cum there.”
Jimin shivers bodily but listens to the alpha, slowly tracing his hand down. He feels Jungkook’s hand there but once he places his own over it, the alpha pulls it back gently and lets Jimin cup himself. It feels strange, he’s so wet- a mix of his own cum and the alpha’s, but he doesn’t get to think much about it before he’s hauled up and carried upstairs.
Once in the bedroom Jungkook places him gently on the bed, spreads his legs, takes his panties, shirt and skirt off, and then pulls Jimin’s hand from his pussy. He kneels between the omega’s legs, admiring the omega’s ruined pussy for what feels like hours before his hand finally reaches out to touch the gooey mess.
“ Gods , doll. You took me so well, hm? Let alpha ruin this pretty pussy like a good little boy.” He murmurs, finger spreading his cum all over the omega’s cunt. It dips inside then slides between his folds all the way up to his sensitive clit, rubbing circles there before repeating everything.
“Good?” Jimin breathes out, eager for more praises as he lets the older play with his pussy however he wishes.
Jungkook leans down to kiss the tip of his nose and Jimin smiles sweetly. “So good, sweetheart. Perfect. You just let alpha do what he wanted and took it so well, hm? Such a good fuck doll, let me come inside your pussy so much.”
Jimin wrinkles his nose and shifts his hips, feeling all the wetness between his legs. He loves it, but it does feel a little bit weird. “Will you clean me?”
Jungkook kisses down his body, placing open-mouthed love bites all around his bloated belly before inhaling deeply as he comes face to face with his cunt.
“Why?” The alpha murmurs, eyes focused on the way he’s spreading Jimin’s folds open, watching his hole gape and leak out more cum. Fuck, he’s hard again. “I quite like the sight of your pretty pussy all messy with my cum.”
Jimin squirms, a tiny embarrassed sound slipping from his lips and Jungkook smirks to himself while lowering himself to breathe in the omega’s scent again. He feels like some depraved old man doing this, but the way Jimin arches his hips and noticeably pushes his pussy closer to his face tells him enough to know the omega doesn’t find it disgusting or weird. He will never get tired of this- of seeing his cum all over Jimin’s perfect pink cunt, of smelling the omega’s arousal bathed in his own strong pheromones. It makes his alpha run in circles, proud of how thoroughly he’d marked their omega, images of Jimin heavy with his pup surfacing in his mind. He growls, cock already dripping on the sheets. It’s crazy how he can’t go a day without wanting to successfully breed Jimin, all because the omega is so damn submissive, so dainty and soft with his fat ass and curvy hips that it drives Jungkook mad. Honey sweetness invites him in and Jungkook is not strong enough to hold himself back.
The moment he licks a fat stripe up from the omega’s hole to his clit, Jimin shudders and gasps his name out loud. Jungkook watches from between his legs, nose buried in his cunt, tongue teasing his wet entrance, drinking every bit of cum and slick from the omega, as Jimin arches his back off the bed beautifully. From down below, the younger’s body looks even more sinful- his hips are fuller, his soft chest a little bit rounder at the base. And that’s exactly the sight that has Jungkook growling like a madman as he slides up the omega’s body and quickly guides his cock back inside, teeth pulling a soft pink nipple into his hot mouth.
Jimin takes him easily this time, but he still whimpers and cries like a spoiled doll, glossy eyes staring up at Jungkook through heavy eyelids. He doesn’t move at all, merely relaxes his body and lets Jungkook do all the work, and Jungkook would be a liar to say he doesn’t enjoy how Jimin simply refuses to lift a finger during sex because he knows all he needs to do to make him go wild is be pretty. And gods, he’s the prettiest.
“Tell me about your week,” Jungkook murmurs against his lips, hips moving slowly. Jimin’s cunt clings to him almost painfully, making the drag of his cock against his swollen walls dizzying. He keeps his thrusts aimed away from the omega’s g-spot, not wanting to make him come again so soon.
“ ‘don’t wanna’.”
Jungkook chuckles at his whiny tone and bites his jaw teasingly. “What? I fucked you so well you forgot you came here smelling like you were close to breaking down? Why were you so stressed?”
Jimin’s breath hitches after a particularly harder thrust, pussy throbbing. “Just- ah ,” he closes his eyes and Jungkook trails the side of his long neck with his free hand until he reaches his chest. “Just classes, n-nothing important.”
Humming, Jungkook diverts his attention from Jimin’s parted lips to his chest again, watching how his big palm cups him so easily. “I can’t wait to see these grow,” he murmurs, thumb rubbing circles over the tiny pink nipple. It hardens immediately and Jimin shivers and moans, hips finally moving to seek pleasure on his own. “You’re going to have the prettiest breasts, darling. Heavy with milk for our pup. ‘Want that?”
Jimin turns to hide his face in Jungkook’s arm, but his body curves towards his touch, wanting more. He gets extra shy whenever Jungkook talks about the ways his body will change once Jungkook successfully breeds him, it’s equally endearing and alluring“ ‘Want it- ah alpha- “
“Soon,” Jungkook promises with a soft kiss on his nipple. They still have quite a lot to wait until Jimin graduates to mate. “Until then, let’s see how many times you can take me tonight, hm? Do you think you can beat last weekend’s record?”
Jimin pouts up at him, the way he flutters his wet eyelashes making Jungkook shift his hips to hit his sweet spot with each thrust. “Last weekend you weren’t so rough.”
“I know baby boy, I’m sorry. But you did so well, you were so good for me.” He smiles, endeared by the way Jimin’s scent immediately sweetens after being praised. “Alright,” he chuckles, losing some of the fire that drove him mad until now. “How about I spend the night rewarding you for being such a good boy, hm? I’ll do just what you want me to do.”
Jimin seems to think about it for a second, his eyebrows knitted in pleasure as Jungkook continues to fuck him slowly. Sweat trails down his neck and his breath quickens.
“Just- just make me- make me come, Hyung. Please- please -“
Jungkook kisses his parted lips and lifts himself properly over the omega, sparing just a moment to admire how incredibly tiny and vulnerable Jimin looks spread on the bed under him taking his cock, before he starts fucking the younger properly.
Over the last few months they’ve been so vocal about being with each other that even if there’s an emergency, Jungkook’s phone never rings during the weekend like it always did before. The alpha can be reached only until 5pm on Fridays and then the world could burn before he let anything come between him and Jimin.
When they’re out on dates or attending parties or functions, eyes never stop following them around. Jungkook feels like a king with Jimin by his arm, basking in all the jealous glances he gets from every other alpha. He always encourages the tiny omega to wear the most revealing outfits, eager to show off his future mate’s beauty, dangling it like the most tantalizing treat in front of everyone, knowing that they would never dare touch, and if they did Jungkook could easily protect his omega.
Maybe it’s a power thing, he gets high on all the attention Jimin receives, knowing that he’s the only one getting to worship the young omega’s dainty body, the only one fucking him raw and filling his womb with cum. Usually alphas tend to hide their prizes, Jungkook thinks they're just weak for doing that. Only an insecure alpha would hide such a gem like Jimin.
That’s why Jungkook doesn’t bat an eye when he sees the outfit Jimin wants to wear at dinner tonight. He’s not insecure and he’s definitely not weak, he knows he’s perfectly capable of making sure nobody will touch his omega’s milky skin.
He watches Jimin up and down, analyzing every inch of the dress from the front. It’s bloody red, the color matching perfectly with the diamond earrings Jungkook had gifted him a while ago. The silk is thin and close to skin-tight, just barely hanging loose around his belly and legs just because it hugs his curvy hips perfectly. The straps on his shoulders are thin and the v-cut deep enough to show the top of his chest. Something stirs inside of him as he watches the omega’s chest and he makes a mental note to make Jimin wear the dress again once his breasts start growing when he’s pregnant.
Having admired the front enough, Jungkook gestures with a finger for the omega to turn around. Jimin, being the sweet and well behaved omega he always is, listens to Jungkook in a heartbeat and turns around slowly. Jungkook feels his alpha growl with deeply rooted pride and satisfaction every time Jimin listens to his every demand so swiftly and eagerly, Jungkook has done a great job teaching the young boy how to be the perfect omega for him . His shoulders tense a little bit and Jungkook doesn’t understand that particular reaction until he sees the back of the dress.
Oh.
Jungkook leans forward, elbows resting on his spread knees. His eyes linger on the back of the omega’s slender neck before trailing down his naked back. The dress is backless, but that’s not what has Jungkook’s blood boiling with hunger, the cut ending barely above his ass is. It comes dangerously close to showing the crack between the omega’s cheeks, his delicate dimples two beautiful jewels putting the whole outfit together. He’s breathtaking, so fucking sexy and delicate that it makes Jungkook growl deep in his chest.
Jimin turns his head just enough to watch him and their gazes meet. Electricity shoots between them, charged with sexual tension and pure need and Jungkook stands up. In two big strides he’s right behind Jimin, towering over the omega. He touches his spine with one finger, keeping it in one spot for a second to watch Jimin’s eyes flutter closed and then he trails it down, following the curve of the omega’s spine until his finger touches the smooth material over his ass. He moves his finger to the right, searching, and it takes two seconds for his suspicion to become reality when he doesn’t feel any additional material anywhere on his hips.
“No panties, baby boy?”
Jimin falls into his chest, easily becoming boneless against Jungkook. He opens his eyes, eyelashes fluttering beautifully up at the alpha and fuck if that doesn’t make Jungkook’s cock already half-hard.
“Is it too much?” He asks softly, his scent neutral. He’s trying hard to keep his composure, a clear sign that he’s very self-conscious and unsure of his choice. “It’s too much, right? I thought- I liked it so much and it made me feel so pretty and I knew you would like it as well but maybe it’s too much. Oh my god ,” he whines “it’s too much.”
He’s about to step away but Jungkook quickly slides his palm along his hip under the dress until it splays over his belly and he pulls the omega tightly to him, keeping him in place. Jimin’s stomach flexes under his palm, the skin there soft and warm. “Baby,” he breathes over the omega’s neck, placing a tender kiss there. “Do you like the dress?”
“I- I do.”
“Do you feel pretty in it?”
“Yes…but-“
“No but,” Jungkook stops him. He keeps his lips on Jimin’s nape while his hand dips down the omega’s front until his palm slides between his legs, cupping his bare pussy. Jimin gasps, hands gripping Jungkook’s arm over the dress. “The things you do to me, sweet thing. Aren’t I just the luckiest alpha to have such a pretty omega all for myself, hm?” He doesn’t tease Jimin, only keeps his palm firmly pressed over his soft cunt, but even so the omega becomes hotter down there and then the tiniest bit of wetness slips over his folds and onto Jungkook’s skin.
“Alpha-“
“I don’t want you to ever doubt yourself. Nothing that makes you feel beautiful and good in your own skin will ever be too much . And this is actually just the right amount of elegant and revealing for the restaurant I chose for tonight.”
Jimin looks up again and lifts himself on his tiptoes to place a kiss on his lips. Jungkook smiles and finally dips just one finger between the omega’s already wet folds just as his tongue forces his lips apart. He moves his fingers as fast as his tongue dances against Jimin’s, never actually touching his clit until Jimin moans high in his throat and pulls back, eyes unfocused and teary.
“I want you to ride my face wearing this dress,” Jungkook murmurs over his lips, two fingers teasing his hole, dipping just the tip inside before pulling back all the way to his clit and down again. “I want you to crawl over me while holding the dress in your hands and then ride me until you come all over my mouth. And then, when you’re done, I’m going to lick every single drop of cum and slick and you’re going to walk just like that outside, smelling of sweet arousal and my pheromones.”
And three minutes later, after hauling Jimin in his arms to carry him upstairs, Jungkook finds himself groaning deep in his throat as he licks the omega’s pussy like a starved animal. He’s anything but sweet and gentle. His fingers almost hurt from how hard he’s gripping Jimin’s fat asscheeks in his palms, guiding the omega to move his hips back and forth to ride him properly, lips sucking on his clit insistently, tongue dipping deep between his hot walls until Jimin’s riding his tongue, crying and screaming. His sweet moans are like music to Jungkook’s ears, his alpha only pushing him to eat the omega out better, to move his hips faster. Drool and slick trails down his chin, the scent of Jimin’s heady arousal driving him mad.
“Alpha- Alpha- “ Jimin chants, hands gripping the headboard. Although he’s the one on top, he’s still just a pretty doll at Jungkook’s mercy, a puppet for the alpha to move as he pleases. If Jungkook stops moving his hips he won’t move on his own, and that sort of power even from his place under the tiny omega, face buried in his pussy, has the alpha pull back just for a brief moment to bite and scent his inner thigh, leaving his strong pheromones all over Jimin’s most intimate scent gland. “I-I’m- oh god I’m- “
Jungkook knows without listening to Jimin’s pathetic attempt at speaking that he’s close so he wraps his lips around the omega’s enlarged clit and sucks hungrily on it while thrusting one finger inside. Jimin goest still, spine aching and then he spills all over Jungkook’s mouth, screaming and crying as he rides out his orgasm.
A few minutes later, once he’s regained his bearings and Jungkook’s done licking him clean, the alpha places him slowly on the bed, mindful of the dress and watches him. Jimin can barely keep his eyes open, his cheeks glowing pink, lips bitten raw but pulled into a pleased half-smile. “Good?” Jungkook chuckles, hand caressing up and down his side.
Jimin purrs loudly and stretches like a kitten under him before wrapping his arms loosely around Jungkook’s neck. “I think I need ten minutes to feel my legs again.”
“You get only five until I change my shirt and then we leave, I don’t want us to be late.” He wouldn’t even change his shirt because he was careful while eating Jimin out, but he feels kinda sweaty and that actually makes him feel uncomfortable more than anything.
“Are you sure this is ok?” Jimin asks from the bed once Jungkook is already on his feet unbuttoning his shirt. “I know you said so, but I’ve seen how other omegas dress and they never show this much skin. I don’t want them to think less of me or of you because of how I present myself around them.”
“What are you actually afraid of, baby? Rude comments on our pictures online or some poorly-written articles spewing shit? I can control those.”
Jimin bites his lip and looks away. “No, not that.”
“Then?”
“Just…. what will the other omegas think of me? They will say I’m easy for flaunting my body like that for everyone. They will never see me worthy of you because I never dress or act the way they do.”
“Jimin-ah, you’re going to be my mate. Nothing they say matters. If any of them bother you, all you have to do is tell me and I will take care of everything. If they ever dare to say something to you to your face it’s because they’re just jealous none of them have what you have.”
He’s right. Jimin knows he’s right, but he just wants to be the perfect omega for the alpha. He wants to never be anything but his best version when they go out in public and never let anyone think that he’s not worthy of Jungkook. He looks down at the dress as Jungkook disappears into the bathroom. It’s pretty, he loves it a lot. Especially now after they did what they did while he wore it. But the thought of walking like this outside makes him feel weird.
Jungkook had never shied away from showing him off and that usually made Jimin melt. He loves how confident his alpha is. And although he appreciates that Jungkook accepts even this dress and is ready to shower Jimin with praise, he’s not sure he’s ready to show so much of himself to any other person other than Jungkook.
When he’d put the dress on alone in the bedroom earlier all he thought about was how Jungkook was going to react to it. He never thought about actually walking outside with it. He doesn’t want that. Maybe someday he will, but for now he wants every intimate inch of his body to belong only to his alpha.
He’s already walking in his walk-in closet when Jungkook exits the bathroom and the alpha follows him. They don’t speak as Jimin slides the dress off and quickly puts together a less revealing outfit. When he’s done he rushes to kiss the alpha and hug him, smiling up at him.
Jungkook shakes his head, endeared. “Better?”
“Yes,” Jimin says. “Maybe I will wear it some other time, but not tonight.”
“Whatever you want, darling. Always.”
Their weekends together are usually the same. They go out on dinner dates and fuck and then fuck some more. And it’s perfect, it’s what Jimin wants and what he’s used to and he wouldn’t change anything.
But sometimes not everything goes the way he would want and Jimin finds himself finding it difficult to move on because he’d had a hell of a week and he was ready to just blissfully shut his brain off and let Jungkook take care of him the whole weekend, but now he can’t do that.
“You look stunning, darling.”
Jimin leans closer to Jungkook, still blushing sweetly at the praise no matter how mad he might be. His finger trails lightly over the butterfly on his thigh, the chain sitting pretty on his skin. The dress he’d decided to wear today is quite simple, white and loose, so the jewel on his thigh adds just enough of grandeur to his appearance.
“For how long do we have to be here?”
Jungkook smiles down at him, all charming and manly while pulling Jimin closer by the hip until their bodies become one and the omega sighs dreamily, always pleased to be so close to his alpha. “Why? Got something more important to do?”
Jimin pouts, not liking that Jungkook is teasing him. He’s perfectly aware of how needy Jimin gets at the end of the weekend, he knows why he’s eager to be done with this boring party and go home.
“I’m tired. Just want you.”
Humming, Jungkook slides the hand he’d been holding on the younger’s lower back up to grip the back of his neck, fingertips grazing lightly his scent gland. “I know, pup. I wouldn’t have dragged you out of our nest if it wasn’t really important for me to be here. We’re going to stay for an hour and then go home, ok?” And what can Jimin say after Jungkook just called the nest he’d made in the alpha’s bedroom their nest? His omega is purring, delighted and Jimin just nods and agrees to anything Jungkook says. “You can relax, baby boy. Alpha will take care of everything. Just be pretty and smile if someone comes to talk to me, hm? Be a polite doll for me and I’ll reward you when we get home.”
His pheromones get sweeter, aimed at stirring the omega inside of him. Jimin’s knees go weak and it’s not difficult for him to do exactly as the alpha asked. He knows how to listen to Jungkook, after all he’d been the one to teach Jimin everything he knows. So he snuggles closer to the alpha and just breathes in his scent as Jungkook guides them through the crowd of highly influential people.
Jungkook holds Jimin’s hip in a possessive grip, his back straight, an easy smile on his face as he feels every alpha in the room eyeing the omega on his arm hungrily. He nods politely when he meets their gazes, alpha growling inside with pride and Jungkook basks in the feeling, he always feels even more powerful with Jimin by his side.
Jimin- with his perky ass that stands out even through a loose dress, chocolate innocent eyes, rosy cheeks and plump glossy lips, is the prettiest omega in the room. But it’s not just his absolutely mouthwatering body that has every alpha almost crawling on their knees to him, it’s his scent. The omega’s honey vanilla scent is so ripe and potent it drives every alpha insane. His scent screams of how fertile and healthy he is, so young and ready to be bred. And Jungkook, slipping into his most primal instincts for just a split second, goes absolutely feral thinking about how every single alpha in the room wished they could be him just to have access to the tiny omega at his side, but they will never touch his precious baby.
He’s riding the high of his alpha’s proud thoughts, inhaling Jimin’s sweet scent greedily, when Kang Gwan-Seon steps in front of him with a dark grin he knows too well. “Kang,” he says, voice even but still full of authority. He pulls Jimin closer and the omega’s eyelashes flutter as he spares the alpha in front of them a glance.
“Jeon. To what do we owe this rare sight? You never attended the annual charity event before.”
“I’m doing this as a favour, your son begged for me to come, said he needed the publicity.” They both know there’s a different reason, there always is. Jungkook would never do something purely out of the kindness of his heart for someone as unimportant as them, but he does have a need for their company at Kang’s younger son is smart enough to know that and use it to their advantage to make Jungkook be a little more lenient on them.
The man’s eyes narrow, but other than that he keeps his composure and doesn’t comment more on it, he’s smart enough to at least do that. But Jungkook knows him well enough, that’s why he doesn’t flinch when he directs his gaze to Jimin. He scans the omega from head to toe, hungry eyes lingering on his thighs. “Jimin, right?” He asks and the omega cocks his head to the side slowly. He looks up at Jungkook and the alpha almost growls in appreciation that Jimin is asking for permission to interact with the alpha. It’s because he’s let his omega take over, and while guided by his instincts, his omega is probably screaming at him to just stick to their alpha and do whatever Jungkook tells him to do.
“He’s a business partner, darling.”
Jimin turns to face the alpha fully and extends his hand. “It’s nice to meet you, Sir.”
Kang’s eyes light up, his pheromones sharpening for just a split moment. Jungkook pulls Jimin closer as the alpha takes the younger’s hand.
“Pleasure’s all mine, Jimin-ah.” He pulls back to his full height, still not meeting Jungkook’s gaze eye to eye but towering over Jimin nonetheless. “He’s a pretty little thing, huh? His scent-“
“ Careful , Kang,” Jungkook growls lowly, eyebrows narrowing dangerously.
The alpha smirks, eyes wrinkling at the ends. “Don’t be so sensitive. You wouldn’t display him like this if you didn’t enjoy the attention. I know you, Jeon. You never wanted just some omega at your side, you wanted the best of the best and from the smell of him .” His eyes lower to Jimin again, the omega blissfully unaware of their conversation as his eyes wander around the room, head gently leaning on Jungkook’s arm. “He’s surely a treasure. He’ll give you a litter no doubt.”
That catches Jimin's attention. He turns to face the older alpha, eyes shiny, lips glowing under the strong light because of the gloss on them. “Of course,” he agrees easily, silky voice floating like the sweetest song around them. “I can’t wait to be bred by my Alpha. I will give him very healthy and strong pups.”
Jungkook bites the inside of his cheek to keep back his growls. Inside- his alpha howls, beyond proud and happy that their omega wants to carry beautiful pups for them, but Jungkook knows that’s just Jimin’s inner wolf speaking, the younger would never outright say something like that, always too shy, always so polite. His posture had changed as well, he stood a little taller next to Jungkook, his chest pushed out, neck tilted slightly to the side to show his scent gland, hands tucked behind his back elegantly. He’s presenting his body, showing Kang that he’s more than eager to let Jungkook mate him and breed him.
The darkest of thoughts take over his mind as he catches Kang’s eyes scanning Jimin up and down, his gaze hungry. Jimin beams, taking the look as a sign of appreciation for what Jungkook has. His omega is proud to be looked upon because he knows he belongs to Jungkook and that he’s safe, so he just enjoys being perceived and seen as enough for their alpha. Jungkook on the other hand tastes blood on his tongue, alpha ready to pounce.
Kang’s red eyes lazily meet his, the desire in them burning bright. Jungkook pulls Jimin closer to him and postures, hard eyes unblinking as he stares the man down. “Don’t let your little deer run away, Jeon. Who knows what eager claws would be waiting for the right moment to snatch him away.”
This time Jungkook can’t stop the growl building up inside of him. It slips out, low and dangerous. His scent grows impossibly strong. He stands tall, towering over the other alpha, chin up, eyes narrowed. Kang keeps eye contact, but the longer it lasts Jungkook sees the fine drops of sweat trailing down the other alpha’s neck. He takes a step forward, nostrils flaring as he sends another wave of powerful pheromones out. Kang grits his teeth and finally snaps his gaze away.
Shame fills his scent, submitting like this to Jungkook being utterly humiliating for him. They’re the same age, he should be able to face Jungkook for longer, but Jungkook is not surprised that he gave up so easily. Jimin whines softly in his throat, omega curious and a little bit nervous due to the strong pheromones. Jungkook quickly kisses the side of his forehead, eyes still on Kang. “Next time I won’t be as merciful. I allow you to be in his presence like this, but don’t mistake my kindness for weakness, Kang. Take care of your son and make sure he doesn’t annoy me too much if you want to keep your business.”
They leave right after that, Jungkook fixated only on getting Jimin as far away from everyone as possible. He needs to get the omega home and give him exactly what he’s been begging for the whole day. Jimin clings to him, slightly confused but always so trusting. He easily follows Jungkook out of the extravagant building and into the black car waiting for them. The whole ride home he sits plastered to the alpha, nose buried in Jungkook’s scent gland, purring lowly.
“Darling, look at me.” Jungkook says loudly once they make it back home. They’re upstairs in the bathroom, with only the light above the mirror bathing the room in a warm glow, soft enough to not be unpleasant. Jimin’s beautiful doe eyes look up and Jungkook has to stop himself from promptly turning him around and fucking him right there. “I need you to focus for a bit so you can wash your face, baby. You have too much make-up on, you will be uncomfortable in the morning.”
Jimin pouts and shakes his head, tiny hands trailing up Jungkook’s body. “ ‘want you,” he murmurs, needy.
Jungkook breathes out and nods, understanding. He needs to take the edge off at least for Jimin to clear his mind enough. It’s fine if he doesn’t come back entirely and still remains submissive, but Jungkook needs him to at least be more coherent and able to stand up on his own legs enough for them to clean up because he knows the tiny omega will hate him if he lets them get into bed like this. Jimin is almost annoyingly serious about his night routine. So he kisses Jimin’s plump lips softly and then drops down on his knees, not minding the harsh tiles under his knees. Jimin sways on his feet a bit then looks down with a confused tiny frown on his face.
“Be good for me, baby boy.” Jimin nods and grips his shoulders to steady himself, pretty eyebrows narrowing a little bit as he concentrates hard to focus his vision. He takes his time trailing his palms up Jimin’s smooth legs. He traces the butterfly on his thigh, eyes taking in the sight of the omega’s meaty flesh squeezed by the silver chain. Before he knows it he’s leaning down, biting the flesh and eliciting a soft moan from Jimin.
“You were so pretty tonight, darling,” he praises the omega while continuing his trail up his legs. Once he reaches far enough he pushes the dress up with his hands and grips Jimin’s ass greedily, hungrily pulling him closer to his face. Jungkook growls with his nose now buried in the omega’s crotch, the scent of slick already so strong there. He inhales deeply, lips parting to place a wet and open-mouthed kiss right where he knows Jimin’s clit is over his white panties.
“ Ah- please-“
“Shhh, darling. I know, I know.”
There’s a certain power trip he gets whenever he has Jimin’s pussy leaking on his lips, alpha high on all the sounds he pulls out of the younger. With both palms firmly gripping his fat ass, Jungkook flattens his tongue over Jimin’s cunt. Jimin whines high in his throat, thighs quivering. Jungkook inhales deeply and lets more saliva gather on his tongue to help wet his panties faster. He wants to push them aside and expose Jimin’s pink and pretty pussy lips and glistening clit, but he’s also more than eager to tease the omega like this and to have Jimin coming without even being touched directly.
“ Alpha - ‘m wet- please in-“
It doesn’t take much to guess what Jimin’s trying to say with his broken words between saccharine sweet moans. Jungkook smacks his ass and pulls back enough to look up at him. Jimin has tears in his eyes now, his cherubic face all red.
“I said,” he starts, voice low and even “be good for me. You will take what I give you, doll or I’m going to use you all night and never let you come as punishment. Understood?” Jimin puckers his lips, eyes blinking slowly. He just stares at Jungkook for a few seconds, taking a little longer than normal to understand the alpha. Eventually he bites his lip, lowers his eyes in submission and nods. “Good boy,” Jungkook praises him before placing a kiss on his belly.
He gets back to his position slowly, trailing kisses down Jimin’s hips until he reaches his sweet pussy again and then he dives in, the inviting scent of the omega’s scent making Jungkook eager to get his mouth on him again. With his palms on Jimin’s ass to keep him firmly in place, Jungkook swipes his tongue up and down the omega’s slit over his panties. They’re thin, silky soft and smooth and barely there once Jimin’s honey slick soaks the material entirely. The shape of his folds pokes through the wetness and Jungkook feels them with his tongue perfectly, knowing well when to push against the barrier of the fabric to tease Jimin’s gaping hole and when to smoothly rub circles once he’s reached his puffy clit.
Jimin cries and moans for him, the sounds even louder inside the big bathroom. From time to time a choked tiny cry reaches Jungkook’s ears and he can tell the omega’s covering his pretty lips, trying to stop the sounds but being unable to. It’s cute how Jimin sometimes becomes overly aware of how loud he’s being when Jungkook pleasures him with his mouth or fucks him, it’s endearing how he thinks Jungkook doesn’t want to hear him. He’s a little naive like that because there’s nothing Jungkook wants more than to hear loud and clear how well he’s making his omega feel.
Jimin’s pussy is hot on his tongue and he starts moving his tongue faster. He kisses right over his clit gently, lovingly, and then follows the heady scent of the omega’s slick down his panties until his tongue dips in the tiny space he knows so well. More slick gushes out the second the tip of his tongue probes his hole and even through the panties the wetness drops on his tongue, trailing down his throat like honey.
His cock twitches in his black slacks, eager to be inside the younger’s tight cunt, but Jungkook doesn’t hurry. He can be patient. He continues to drive Jimin closer and closer to the edge with perfectly calculated strokes. When he feels Jimin tremble and cry out louder he flattens his tongue and opens his eyes to watch the omega’s enlarged clit over the soaked panties that hide nothing now, so wet they’re almost transparent and clinging to him like second skin.
“Come on, sweet thing, come on my tongue. Be good for me, make a mess in your pretty panties.”
Jimin’s fingers slip on his shoulders once before he grips him harder and then he ruts his hips forward just slightly as he comes undone. Jungkook hums and growls in appreciation, eagerly lapping at the juices dripping through the soaked material of the panties. He gets a little bit too into it and starts licking up and down his slit faster, lips wrapping around his clit. He sucks on it, rolls the tip of his tongue around it then sucks on it again. Jimin is crying loudly now, not even trying to hide it and Jungkook pulls him harder into him like an animal, growling low in his throat as he pants against Jimin’s pussy and finally slips the panties aside with one finger.
His tongue dips right inside the omega’s cunt and Jimin screams as Jungkook starts fucking him with his tongue. He’s fast and rough, spreading Jimin’s slick and cum up and down his pussy when he pulls back from time to time to suck the clit inside his mouth. The sounds he makes as he feasts on the omega are downright vulgar, and he knows that’s what makes Jimin call out for him and try to push him away. He’s embarrassed by the way Jungkook seems to eat his cunt like a starved dog, but the alpha is too obsessed with the taste of Jimin and his pitiful moans to pull back.
It takes less than a minute to have Jimin coming on his tongue again and this time- without the material in the way, Jungkook laps at his entrance directly to lick up all the slick and cum. He lets the omega ride his orgasm, their pheromones going wild around them. When he feels Jimin’s walls no longer throbbing around his tongue he pulls back and softly licks him clean before gently pulling the soaked panties back into place.
When he stands up Jimin falls into him instantly, his breathing loud and uneven.
“Are you with me, sweetheart?”
“Mhmm.”
“I want you to clean your face, can you do that for me?”
“Y-yeah.”
“Good.” He kisses the omega’s temple and holds him closer. “After that I will take you with me in the shower, is that ok?” Jimin nods and Jungkook kisses him again, this time on the tip of his nose. “And then I’ll take you to bed and if you still want to, Alpha will fuck you and knot you, do you want that?”
Jimin’s wet eyelashes flutter open. He watches the alpha for a moment, puffy cheek squished against his chest. “ ‘want Alpha to use me,” he breathes out and Jungkook grits his teeth.
“Yeah?” He murmurs thickly, one hand lowering to grope his ass. “Want me to use your pretty pussy all night, hm? Come all over and inside of you? What if you’re too tired to take everything?”
Jimin frowns, but it looks so cute on his blushed and wet cheeks. “I’m yours,” he says, suddenly not slurring his words. “Hyung can use me as he pleases.”
“ Fuck, doll .” He pulls Jimin in a hungry kiss, hand dipping down to cup his pussy harshly. His panties are wet and hot and it drives Jungkook absolutely feral, but he buries his nose in Jimin’s soft hair and holds him close, breathing in and out of his nose to calm himself down.
They need to clean up first.
Jimin is pliant, always easy to maneuver around because he becomes submissive in Jungkook’s hold. The alpha keeps a gentle arm on his lower back as he waits for the omega to wash his face and then he takes Jimin in the shower, cleaning him head to toe. He tries to keep his mind out of the gutter but he does slip a few times when Jimin whimpers softly against his chest and arches his back into Jungkook’s touches.
Once back in the bedroom, both of them naked, Jungkook doesn’t waste another second. He pushes Jimin face down and ass up on the bed, pulls his hips up and thrusts inside the younger’s slick cunt in one go.
He doesn’t know how many times he comes inside Jimin, but at some point the omega whines and starts caressing his lower belly, blotchy cheeks pushed into the soft pillows as he cries about how full he is and about how good Jungkook is fucking him and that makes the alpha cum mark him almost all night, coming all over his fucked raw pussy and spreading the gooey mess from his clit all the way down his fluttering and loose hole.
The warm rains of sun find them cuddled up in bed. Jungkook has been up for a while now, blissfully basking in the silence of the morning and Jimin’s sweet vanilla scent all around him. He keeps the omega close to him- just as he found him when he woke up, one leg over the alpha’s hip, puffy cheek squished as he sleeps on Jungkook’s chest. His lips form a natural pout as he slips, tiny freckles shining under his dark eyelashes.
He’s breathtaking, the loveliest little thing. Jungkook has to fight back the urge to roll them around and crush Jimin under his body and bite him until he wakes up. He knows Jimin likes to sleep in, so he lets the younger enjoy his sleep and waits. It takes some time, but Jungkook doesn’t mind it, and by noon Jimin’s eyes flutter open slowly, his lithe body stretching like a cat. He hums, hands sliding up to wrap around Jungkook’s neck and the alpha smiles lazily as he leans down to place a kiss on his plush lips. “Good morning, darling.”
Jimin groans and stops stretching. “ ‘’morning,” he murmurs before rolling on the side. He stares up at the ceiling, blinking sluggishly. “What time is it?” He asks eventually, voice groggy from sleep.
Jungkook’s cock almost twitches, he can’t help it, everything about Jimin is sexy. “Close to noon.” He reaches out and pulls Jimin back into his arms but the omega groans and rolls away. Jungkook only smiles as he watches the younger sit up on the edge of the bed.
Strangely enough Jimin is not the most affectionate in the morning, they rarely lay in bed cuddling in the morning and Jungkook is alright with that because they get to cuddle enough at night or at any time of the day really, and Jimin is very affectionate and cute almost every second of the day so him not being a morning person is not in any way a turn off.
Jimin sits up in the end, naked body all for Jungkook to admire. There are teeth and hand marks all over his body, especially around his hips and inner thighs, and the sight has Jungkook’s eyes turning darker. The omega ruffles his hair and stretches his arms up to stretch again. He’s facing Jungkook, curvy hips and pretty pink pussy bared to the alpha fully.
After a moment, Jimin lets his hands fall down and eyes Jungkook. He waits, a little bit amused by the omega’s antics and furrowed eyebrows. “I’m hungry,” he breathes out eventually.
Jungkook hums, eyes lowering from his face to his cunt. “Yeah, me too,” he says thickly. Jimin cocks his hip and places his hand on it, giving Jungkook a look that says he’s not that impressed. Jungkook bites back a smile.
“That’s quite brave of you to say after last night. You’ve had your fill, Alpha .” He rolls the last word on his tongue slowly, seductively, eyes twinkling. Jungkook lifts one eyebrow, intrigued by the omega’s demeanor. It’s not every day he gets this mouthy side of Jimin.
“I’ve had my fill,” Jungkook starts, voice even. “For last night. Today is a new day. Come here.” He lifts one hand, eyes boring into Jimin’s. He watches the omega’s reaction closely and his alpha’s ears twitch in interest and curiosity when Jimin’s smile turns a little teasing as he slowly takes a step back, trying to make the movement natural but his thighs tremble a bit.
“I think I’m fine.” His eyes move to the door and then back at Jungkook on the bed. “I’ll just go and make breakfast.”
“Get your pretty ass here, doll. Don’t make me get up.”
Curiosity flickers in Jimin’s bright brown eyes. He bites his lip and sways a little bit from side to side as he tries to make up his mind on what to do next. His eyes find Jungkook again and something crosses his mind right then because his scent sweetens in anticipation and then a tiny smile graces his pillowy lips.
“Last night was…..good. Thank you. But I want to eat before we do anything today.”
And although Jungkook knows Jimin’s words are meant to rile him up, he can’t stop his eyebrows from narrowing and scent from spiking. “Good?” He asks deeply. Jimin hums, takes a step to the door but stops as soon as Jungkook speaks again. “I had you coming so hard you literally screamed my name in pleasure and it was just good ?”
He watches Jimin’s neck bop as he gulps. He’s slipping- his shoulders relax and softness returns to his features but he bites his lip, clears his throat, and puts back the teasing smile. He tries so hard to look like he’s not affected that he forgot about the most important detail, his scent . From his place on the bed, Jungkook can smell perfectly well the sweet scent of his arousal.
“I mean…..I can walk perfectly fine,” he makes a show of jumping once. “So…you know..” he trails off.
Jungkook clicks his tongue. “I see. I should have fucked your greddy pussy until you passed out then?” Jimin’s eyes widen, his bravado slipping and his cheeks turn bright pink. Jungkook would find it cute how hard he’s trying to compose himself if he wasn’t so worked up. He doesn’t say anything so Jungkook cocks his head to the side and stares him down with a bored look. “What, cat got your tongue?”
Jimin shakes his head. “ N-no - no,” he clears his throat in the middle of speaking. Jungkook’s cock twitches under the soft white sheet draped around his hips.
“Then how about you tell me how sore you are from 1 to 10, and be honest this time baby.”
Jimin’s blush spreads all the way to his chest. He shifts his weight nervously from one foot to the other. Jungkook waits, one hand bent under his head to keep his eyes on the omega.
“Well, you can walk, as you said.” He watches Jimin’s thighs, eyes on the omega’s obviously swollen pussy lips. He knows he’s sore because he’d made Jimin take him too many times last night but he has to say he’s proud that the younger can act like it doesn’t hurt to stand. Usually he would crawl back in bed after stretching, whining about how sore he is and making Jungkook lick him gently to make his muscles relax. “So 1? Maybe 2.”
Jimin gulps, his voice shaking as he softly agrees. “Y-yeah, 2.”
Jungkook smiles and pulls the sheet from his body. His cock jumps to attention, already hard. “Then how about you come here and fuck yourself on my cock if you’re not so sore.” Jimin’s lips fall open, eyes hooded as he watches Jungkook’s cock. Something dark takes over Jungkook, desire burning bright in him. “Come on, baby boy, come fuck yourself on daddy’s cock.”
Jimin’s body goes rigid and Jungkook grits his teeth. He doesn’t know where that came from, he’s so riled up he’s saying anything crossing his mind but fuck his cock is already leaking pre-cum. He watches Jimin carefully. He will say it again- he wants to say it again, but he has to be careful and wait for Jimin’s reaction.
Jimin breathes through his nose, eyes fixated on Jungkook’s face. Daddy . The word repeats over and over in his mind. He’s hot all over, pussy lips already dripping with slick. He’d never in his life thought he could find that word hot. If Jungkook was an alpha his age with a boyish grin and young features, he would find it cringe. But Jungkook- with his narrowed dark eyebrows, sharp features, subtle stubble on his strong jaw, and muscular body, looks every bit like an alpha that has all the right to call himself daddy and make it sound hot. It doesn’t help that he’s so much older than Jimin, basically almost the same age as his father.
A thrilling feeling shoots up his spine. He takes in the older’s muscular thighs, then the dark hairs leading down to his hard cock. It’s huge, curved beautifully and so gritty. Jimin’s mouth goes dry, body singing with desire. His mind is spinning, high on the electricity between them. He takes a step forward, making sure his hips sway a bit and then he meets Jungkook’s eyes. It takes everything in him not to fall into a submissive state of mind and beg the older to just use him like he’d done last night. His voice is high and sweet when he speaks, pussy throbbing in anticipation. “If I’m a good boy and let you fuck me again, will daddy do something for me?”
There’s no going back once the words are out of his mouth. Jungkook’s scent goes wild although he doesn’t jump Jimin’s bones. His chest expands as he breathes in slowly, the silver chain resting on his muscled chest glistening in the sun. “You know I rarely say no to you,” he says eventually and Jimin almost purrs at the sound of his silky voice.
He crawls over the alpha slowly until he settles on his hips. Jungkook grips his hips and manhandles him around until his cock reasts right against his pussy. Jimin whines and closes his eyes for a moment. He’s wet and of course he wants to get fucked again, but he’s really sensitive from last night.
“Tell daddy what you want.”
That word again. Jimin shudders. His fingers dance on the alpha’s chiseled chest until he reaches the necklace there and hooks one finger around it. Jungkook’s fingers tighten around the plush meat on his thighs and a shiver of arousal travels up Jimin’s spine at the possessive and rough hold. “I want you-,” he whispers slowly while lowering his body to bring their faces a breath apart, “-to punish me.” The moment the words slip his lips heat travels all the way down his toes, tummy tightening. He rolls his hips, shoulders curling at the way the alpha’s huge cock makes him feel.
“Bad boys get punished,” Jungkook states with a dark edge to his voice. His hand grips the back of his hair and pulls his head back to expose his neck. His lips are gentle as they press a kiss over his throat, but the grip on his hair is rough and it feels too good to be handled like this. “Are you going to be bad, baby?”
“No,” Jimin smiles, hips rolling again to alleviate some of the pressure in his pussy. “I’m going to be good, but I still want you to spank me. You always talk about it and I like it when you slap my ass sometimes during sex. I want more.”
Jungkook hums and bites into his neck before placing a sweet kiss on his lips. He’s gentle as he parts Jimin’s lips apart to taste his mouth, but his hands are still rough. It’s dizzying.
“I’ll think about it,” the alpha says after pulling back. He gasps and closes his eyes for a moment to control his breathing.
“Hyung,” Jimin whines, a pout forming on his lips.
“Show daddy you deserve to get what you want and I will do it, hm? Fuck yourself on my cock like good boy.”
Jimin furrows his eyebrows and lifts his hips. He can do that. He’s not a virgin anymore and he’s so used to the way his body takes the alpha that he’s sure he can be good. Determination shines bright in his eyes as he guides the tip of Jungkook’s cock to his gaping entrance.
“Promise you will spank me daddy,” he pleads, sweet slick gushing out of him and wetting the alpha’s red tip.
Junkook smirks up at him, big palms on Jimin’s hips. “I will think about it,” he says with finality, using the same voice Jimin has always heard him using while talking on the phone about work.
A part of him is annoyed that the older can act so detached when Jimin himself feels like he might just start crying and begging to be fucked into oblivion, but that’s also why he finds it so hot to call Jungkook daddy . He’s always in control, always so quick to put Jimin in his place or protect him, always keeping his head high, musky scent speaking of the power lingering in his body. It’s thrilling. This strong and beautiful alpha is his alpha. His omega melts and his scent gets sweeter as a wave of pride washes through him. Jungkook is all his and he will show the alpha just how much that pleases him.
Jungkook tells Jimin to take him slowly, but he’s so eager to have the alpha’s cock inside of him again that after pushing the tip inside he falls back on the whole length in one go. Bad, bad move. Pain shoots up his spine, his pussy throbbing. He shakes, hands curling into fists on the alpha’s hard abs. The tiniest cry slips from his lips, from hurt and not pleasure and that has Jungkook releasing calming pheromones strongly.
“Let me pull out. I told you you to go slow,” he tsks, but his voice is gentle. Jimin shakes his head and tightens his hips around the alpha to keep himself planted on his cock and prevent Jungkook from trying to lift him up. “Jimin-“
“D-daddy,” Jimin cuts him off, voice embarrassingly needy and high. He looks at the alpha, watching with rampant attention as his strong jaw flexes. “I- I promised to be a good boy. Daddy’s cock feels so good inside of me.”
“You’re hurting,” Jungkook grits out, although Jimin feels his cock twitch deep inside. In this position he feels even bigger, if that is possible. Jimin had tried riding him a few times before but had given up quickly because of this very reason. He feels like he’s being ripped apart, the alpha’s tip poking his womb, curving so perfectly and pressing so tightly over his bundle of joy constantly. He feels beyond stimulated only from sitting still, he can’t even imagine how it will feel to move.
“No-“ he rushes, head thrown back in pleasure as he lets his body welcome all the sensations making him almost feel like floating. “ ‘ good . ‘feels so good,” he mumbles, eyes hooded. After a moment he looks down at his body, noticing the tiny bulge in his belly. His fingers tremble as he gently runs them over the soft skin. “Daddy has such a big cock, I love it. Look,” he mewls, eyes on Jungkook. “Look how well I’m taking you, daddy. Am I being good? Am I a good boy?”
Jungkook growls, copper invading his mouth as he fights back every urge in his body to push the omega face dowm on the bed and fuck and breed him right now. He’s burning as he watches the outline of his own cock under Jimin’s milky skin. The omega looks divine sitting so pretty on his cock. His face is still a little bit puffy from sleep, his whole body soft and glowing under the sun. The scent of him- so potent and sweet, begging for Jungkook to breed him has his alpha bristling, eager to mount the younger.
It’s been a while since Jimin has been so vocal during sex and knowing the reason why he’s so vocal now drives Jungkook even closer to madness. His eyes lower from the omega’s teary eyes and plump lips to the tiny fingers running up and down the outline of his cock. Fuck . He twitches inside the younger, feeling his pussy walls tightening even more around him.
“You’re doing so well, princess.” Jimin mewls and arches his back at the new pet-name. “Taking daddy’s cock so well. Feels good, yeah? Tight pussy stretched so well, hm?”
“I- yeah so good . I want- it’s- ah . So deep, daddy! You’re so deep I can’t breathe,” he cries out.
Jungkook would feel pity if he could or if it weren’t so obvious that Jimin’s close to an orgasm. His walls spasm constantly, thick globes of slick running down Jungkook’s tight balls constantly. Their hips are a mess of Jimin’s vanilla slick. His hands lower to the place where the younger’s cunt is spread wide on the base of his cock, the sight absolutely vulgar. His lips are puffy and red and glistening with so much wetness, his enlarged clit poking from under his folds, begging for attention. Jungkook gulps hungrily and has to plant his hand harder on the omega’s ass to keep himself from thrusting up into that heavenly heat.
“ ‘Gonna breed you, princess.” He growls, eyes burning into Jimin’s hooded gaze. The omega gasps and clenches around him more. “Want that, hm? Want daddy to come deep inside you?” he presses a finger right where the tip of his cock rests inside of the omega under his belly button. “Right here-“ he presses harder and Jimin shudders, gripping Jungkook’s wrist in a pathetic soft grip. He’s so gone just from sitting on Jungkook’s cock, just from having his pussy so stretched and full. “Daddy will fill you with cum and put a pup in you,” he promises darkly, voice gruff and low. “And you will be the prettiest mother, sweet thing. With the prettiest perky tits full of milk and the softest body.”
“ God- god godgod- “ Jimin cries out, eyes shut tightly. He chokes on a moan and then his head falls forward as his hips start convulsing and moving on their own as he comes on Jungkook’s cock. He hasn’t even fucked himself on it. He’s coming all over Jungkook just from sitting on his cock, pussy so sensitive and wet that he didn’t even need to move to stimulate himself enough to come.
Jimin holds one hand over his belly as he comes, head thrown back now, back arched so beautifully and when he mewls and whines about how good daddy’s cock feels inside his pussy Jungkook loses it. He shoots up and manhandles Jimin around in the blink of an eye. One second the omega’s on top of him, crying as he sits on his cock, and the next he’s under him with his hands fisting the pillows as Jungkook fucks into him like an animal.
He holds the younger down with one hand loosely wrapped around his neck, the other perched beside his head to keep his weight up. He’s almost feral in the way he bites all over Jimin’s jaw and licks his salty tears and growls into his mouth. Jimin cries harder than ever before, tiny body trapped under his much stronger one, tight pretty pussy taking Jungkook so well. He sucks Jungkook’s cock back inside greedily every time he pulls out, the wet sound of skin slapping against skin vulgar in the room.
“Open your eyes,” Jungkook snaps at the same time he sneaks his hand down to grip the back of Jimin’s thigh and pull his leg higher. “Watch princess. Watch daddy fucking your tight pussy. Don’t look away.”
Jimin shakes his head, overwhelmed. He can barely breathe properly between cries and moans and he’s shaking from head to toe. The sight of Jungkook on top of him like this- dark eyebrows narrowed as if he's angry, jaw clenched tight, muscular body keeping Jimin trapped under him, has him slipping, mind going completely numb. He loves this feeling so much he lets himself go and then there’s just pure bliss as he constantly moves up and down the mattress from the alpha’s rough and fast thrusts.
Jungkook growls into his ear the most perverted words. He praises Jimin for being such a good doll, for taking his cock so well in his pretty pussy. He nips at his neck and pins Jimin harder into the bed, cock jackhammering into him and then speaks again, low grunts and growls slipping between praises of how tight and hot his pussy is, of how well he’s going to breed him. Jimin stops crying at some point, body going limp. He doesn’t even feel his limbs anymore. He lays under the alpha and just takes it, jaw slacked, eyes glossy, cheeks puffy, lips bitten raw. Nothing exists beyond Jungkook’s cock constantly thrusting in and out of him. He’s sore and sensitive and yet he wants to be bred so bad he manages to speak for the first time in what feels like forever.
“C-come in me daddy. Wanna- want- pups .”
Jungkook’s eyes turn to slits as he starts fucking him harder. His hands all over Jimin’s soft skin, cock so deep and big he feels it all the way inside his belly. It takes just a few more thrusts and then hot pleasure and pure relief takes over him as he feels the alpha’s cum fill him up. He comes so much Jimin starts squirming, one hand trembling to reach his belly to caress the slight bulge there.
A low growl makes his eyes flutter open and then he meets Jungkook’s dark gaze already watching him as the alpha holds his body tight. There’s cum and slick everywhere on Jimin’s thighs and asscheeks making him feel dirty, but even so he mewls and releases sweet pheromones to show Jungkook how much he loves it. The alpha had marked him so thoroughly his omega is beyond blissfully pleased.
It takes a while of gentle kisses and caresses and then Jungkook’s cock softens enough for him to pull out. Jimin whines and cries, so sensitive that even the slight movement of pulling out hurts but the alpha is quick to scent and cuddle him.
“That was….” He breathes out, half closed eyes staring longingly at Jungkook’s beautiful face. The alpha smiles knowingly with that smug smirk that always has Jimin’s belly clenching with want.
“That was?” He hums, big hand sliding down the omega’s ass to grope the plum cheeks.
Jimin groans and hides his face with both palms. “I called you daddy ,” he whines. “That’s so embarrassing- oh my god !
Jungkook’s laughter booms around the room as he reaches out to pull one hand from Jimin’s face. He watches with blushing cheeks as the alpha kisses his fingertips before briefly scenting his wrist. “Everything can be a little embarrassing when you’re no longer in the act, but as long as you enjoyed it then, that’s alright baby.”
Jimin curls closer. “It was hot,” he admits and Jungkook’s eyes turn softer.
“Is that something you would like to try again?”
“Maybe if we’re in the right mood? It’s definitely not an everyday thing because it makes me feel different.”
“Different how?”
“I’m not sure. It just…it feels like we’re not connected entirely when we talk like that so if I just want to feel close to you and make love I just want to call you by your name.”
The way Jungkook smiles at him has Jimin feeling giddy. He looks slightly shy, boyish in the way he smiles with all his teeth while pulling Jimin closer to him and placing soft kisses all over his jaw and cheek. “Whatever you want, darling. Always.” Jimin pulls back enough to meet Jungkook’s eyes and the alpha lifts one eyebrow up at the mischievous grin he sees on the omega’s lips. “What?” He asks with a sigh.
“Whatever I want?” Jimin clarifies, still smiling cheekily.
Jungkook scrunches his nose but still nods and plants a kiss on Jimin’s lips before pulling back. “Just say what you want.”
He laughs and reaches out to nuzzle the alpha’s neck briefly. “Nothing much,” he says slowly, teasingly. “Maybe we could just go on a vacation next weekend and you can keep your end of the promise and…. punish me.”
“Where?” Jungkook asks slowly, choosing to not chuckle at the way Jimin whispers the word as if it is something dirty after coming on his cock just from having his pussy stretched and tlaking dirty.
“Hmmm. The Moon.”
Jimin watches Jungkook with a straight face, the alpha mirroring him. He sees Jungkook waiting for him to continue and say his real destination but he keeps quiet on purpose until the alpha growls low in his chest and rolls them around. He starts nipping at Jimin’s jaw and neck, pulling small giggles from him.
“ ‘wanna go to the moon?” He rasps, long fingers already dipping into his heat to tease him. Jimin flinches at first but Jungkook is patient and pushes one finger inside of him excruciatingly slowly until the omega sighs and shudders, pleasure building slowly in his belly. “I’ll take you to the freaking moon, baby boy.”
Jimin does see stars for the rest of the day and night as the moon shines through the open curtains.