Cute and Fluffy

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/9329306.

Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: Choose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category: M/M
Fandom: | Bangtan Boys | BTS
Relationship: Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V
Additional Tags: Fluff, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, taekook, vkook, thats cute, Omega
Taehyung, Alpha Jungkook, very innocent taehyung, its fluff all over,
jungkook is a softie, Smut, Smut all over, ITS SMUT ALL OVER, i know
no limits, im sorry for ya panties, Light Dom/sub, Heat Sex
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2017-01-15 Completed: 2017-01-16 Chapters: 2/2 Words:
10455

Cute and Fluffy

Summary

Taehyung and Jungkook were best friends since high school. They are both late bloomers
and only present after they enter college.

Notes

See the end of the work for notes

They were friends since middle school, Taehyung and Jungkook.

But like the majority of the population, they got into university and were still yet to present as
either alpha, beta or omega.

The thing is, presenting is not so simple and fast as one might believe. It takes time.

Taehyung started getting the signals slowly. At first, Jungkook would start to act more
protective of him, and sometimes bossy. But it was like he didn’t notice it.

One day they were at the cafeteria, alone at a table when Taehyung excitedly mentioned,

“Jungkookie, we should go see the football game this weekend!” Jungkook thought about it before
saying,

“I’m sorry, but I’ll be busy getting my paper done. I haven’t even started it.” he said, thinking that
he would rather spend time with his friend one saturday night than to study, but he couldn’t help it,

“No, it’s ok I can go by myself-” Taehyung started shrugging, but it was like something snapped in
Jungkook’s mind and he interrupted him,

“No.” he said, looking at Taehyung’s elfin-like features and delicate shoulders.

“W-what?” Taehyung felt flustered by his tone of voice. It reminded him of his mother’s alpha
voice, the rare times she used it on him.

“You’re not going, it’s dangerous.” Jungkook said again, and kept eating. And then he wordlessly
picked a piece of meat from his plate and held it to Taehyung’s mouth.
 Taehyung was still shocked by what has happened, but he silently accepted the food, letting
Jungkook feed him across the table until he was satisfied. He didn’t know what to say of the
butterflies in his stomach.

-----

Jungkook kept acting weird, until one day they were with their group of friends hanging out,
Taehyung sitting in a bench with Hoseok, Jimin and Jin by his side, and Jungkook was standing
beside Taehyung.

Out of their group of friends, the two of them were the only ones that were still to present. Jimin
was the most recent, having presented as an omega, the only omega in the group so far, and while
Namjoon ad Yoongi were alphas, the rest of them were either betas or unpresented.

Hoseok was a beta. And he was leaning against Taehyung way too much, in Jungkook’s opinion.

Usually he was quiet and calm around his friends, and principally around Taehyung, but today it
was like he was getting more and more irritated by looking at their interactions. He was trying to
suppress it, but it was getting harder by the second.

Hoseok, that was cracking jokes and getting all of Taehyung’s attention to himself, and even had
an arm hung around the younger’s shoulders, laughed so hard once that he slapped his other hand
on Taehyung’s tight. And then just kept it resting there.

Jungkook wasn’t sure when exactly he started growling, but he couldn’t stop. It was like he was
seeing red, and the only thing he could focus on was the beta’s hands on Taehyung’s body,
smiling, naive Taehyung. His Taehyung.

He was growling low on his throat, one hand resting on the wooden bench clenching so hard he
could feel it break beneath his fingers.

He could see all of them still and look up at him with wide eyes.

He could see Hoseok slowly take his hands off Taehyung’s shoulder and tight, trying not to do
any brusque movements. But he was still growling and looking murderous at Hoseok. It was like
he had another Jungkook inside of him, this one a lot more feral and territorial, that took pleasure in
seeing Hoseok’s panicked face.

Yes, fear me. Don’t touch what’s mine.

He was on the verge of attacking Hoseok, when he heard a voice he couldn’t ignore even if he
wanted to. A deep, velvety voice, beautiful voice, talking to him.

“Jungkook, please calm down.” God, had he ever noticed how Taehyung’s voice was beautiful
before?

He felt Taehyung’s long fingers touching his cheek, and he looked away from Hoseok to
Taehyung’s beautiful face. Had he always looked so ethereal?

“Jungkook, your eyes are red… I… I think you are presenting.” Jungkook couldn’t focus on the
meaning behind Taehyung’s voice. He just wanted to stay close to Taehyung, and protect him from
touchy betas that could take advantage of his naivety.

It was like he was underwater. He could see Taehyung look away from him to talk to Jin, and
the other Jungkook inside him wanted to whine at the loss of attention from his adorable
Taehyung.

Without thinking, Jungkook gently grabbed Taehyung’s chin and forced him to face him again.
So beautiful . Jungkook tilted his head and wanted to coo at his cuteness.

“J-jungkook, I think you need to go back to

your room.” he heard Taehyung say to him, and he sounded nervous. Why was he nervous?
Jungkook was there, he would protect him, there was no reason to be nervous.

“I’ll take you back to your room.” Taehyung said, slowly taking Jungkook’s hand that had gone
from Taehyung’s chin to fondle his face in adoration, and interlaced their fingers. The shorter boy
looked serious and worried, but Jungkook liked the idea. Yes, alone with Taehyung. That sounded
amazing.
 Jungkook had never noticed until now, but Taehyung smelled faintly of him. It was probably
because they were always together since they were kids. Taehyung smelled of pack.

Jungkook kept looking at Taehyung’s face, mesmerized, and didn’t notice when Yoongi and
Namjoon arrived, until he heard Yoongi’s voice, sounding instruction-like.

“Don’t let go of his hand.” for some reason, Jungkook knew Yoongi was talking directly to
Taehyung, even without looking at the older. But he couldn’t look away from his beautiful friend
even if he tried. How did he spent so many years without noticing how Taehyung’s eyes were so
pretty ?

“Jimin, go with Hobi” he heard Yoongi’s voice again.

He felt Taehyung starting to walk and pull his hand, and Jungkook easily followed. They were
going back to Jungkook’s room, where Taehyung belonged, and Jungkook couldn’t be more at
ease.

-------

Jungkook, in his first rut haze, didn’t notice that while Taehyung was pulling him through
campus, in the direction of his room, Yoongi, Namjoon and Jin were following them to assure they
would be safe.

When they got in front of Jungkook’s door, Taehyung’s room was two floors above, it was
Taehyung who did the work of unlocking the door, since Jungkook was not functional anymore.
He just wanted to get inside and cuddle his pack, make sure he was safe and happy, and warm.

“Taehyung,” Yoongi said as Taehyung opened the door. The younger nodded, and then turned to
Jungkook, sounding worried,

“Jungkook, now you enter,” Taehyung instructed, and Jungkook frowned,

“But, what about you?”

“You enter first, to see if it’s safe? And then I enter.” Jungkook nodded and immediately entered
his room, just like his Taehyung had requested.

Taehyung quickly closed the door, locking him inside. He closed his eyes and banged his head
against the wood, feeling the guilt eat at him.

His three friends were immediately by his side, pulling him from the door once they made sure
the door was locked.

“It’s for his safety, believe me.” Namjoon said, soothingly.

“It was like this with all of you too?” Taehyung asked the two alphas, with slumped down
shoulders,

“Well, I did try to jump my neighbors’ omega daughter,” Namjoon said matter-of-factly, and
Taehyung made a frustrated sound,

“Oh my god, he will feel so bad with Hoseok…” Taehyung said as he was guided outside the dorm
building,

“Nah, Hobi will understand.” Yoongi shrugged. Jin was walking silently and holding Taehyung’s
shoulders as if to make sure Taehyung wouldn't bolt out and run back to Jungkook’s room. It sure
was tempting. Taehyung looked back up, trying to see whose window was his.

“Believe me, Tae, he was acting all cute with you but I don’t give an hour before things start to get
wild up there.” Yoongi said.

“...How long will it take?...” Taehyung asked, feeling bad for not being able to help his friend
more.
“For a first rut? About one day, not much more.” Namjoon answered, “He’ll be just fine, Tae. We
all go through this stuff.” Namjoon said and Yoongi nodded eagerly.

“And you are not going back there tonight, okay?” Jin said, sounding almost motherly “You better
sleep with Jimin tonight. Also, you’re not even getting near this building while Jungkook’s on his
rut.”

---------

True to Namjoon’s words, the next day, when Yoongi, Namjoon and Jin went with Taehyung to
unlock his door again, Jungkook was just fine. The apartment wasn’t destroyed like Taehyung had
feared, actually, it looked untouched.

Jungkook went to greet them as they entered the living room, getting out of the bedroom with his
hair still wet from a shower, and wearing normal clothes. Jungkook blushed hard and couldn’t look
at them.

“Congratulations, Gukkie!!!! You’re a presented adult now!!” Jin exclaimed and went to hug him.
Jungkook let himself be hugged and quickly looked at Taehyung.

It was like he was blind before. Now he could smell so many things, and see people more truly.
Principally Taehyung. He smelled so sweet and perfect, how had Jungkook not noticed before?

Jin smelled bland like a beta to him, but still had his specific scent. And Yoongi and Namjoon
smelled almost musky, like alphas, but Namjoon also had a mess of smells from at least two other
unmated omegas he had probably hooked up with recently, and Yoongi smelled like himself but
also like Jimin.

And Jungkook knew he smelled faintly like Taehyung, as he had embarrassedly rutted against
the other boy’s hoodie he forgot in there for almost the entire duration of his rut.

Taehyung stepped ahead and Jin let Jungkook go. Taehyung smiled excitedly and took one of
Jungkook’s hands in his, looked up to his face and said,

“This changes nothing between us, Gukkie, don’t worry!! Also, Hoseok hyung has already
forgiven you, and it’s all okay!”

Jungkook looked down at Taehyung (had he gotten shorter?) and smiled back, but internally he
was dreadfully thinking, this changes everything.

------

The two got back on routine soon after Jungkook had presented. They still walked around
campus together, and one of the only things different with Jungkook was that now he was more
touchy with Taehyung.

He didn’t mind it, as it was completely friendly. Most probably an alpha thing. Like when they
were walking side by side and they would pass a crowd of people, Jungkook put his arm on
Taehyung’s shoulder and pushed him against his side.

Or when they were hanging with their friends and Jungkook would pull him to his lap and start
rubbing his head against Taehyung’s hair, neck and shoulders while hugging him tight from
behind. That was very touchy, but Taehyung just thought it was cute. Their friends were used by it
too and wouldn’t really comment on it.

After Jungkook, the youngest of them, had presented, Taehyung kind of assumed himself would
be a beta. He knew betas presentation was a lot more calm, and they would basically just start
smelling like beta one day and people would know.

He would ask his friends if he was smelling like one yet, and they would hesitantly say no.

“Maybe we should… just wait and see, Taetae?” Jimin smiled nervously, as if they were all hiding
something from him. Taehyung didn’t think much of it, maybe they were unsure themselves of
Taehyung’s outcome. But he was already convinced he would be a beta.

He just snuggled more comfortably on Jungkook’s lap, his broad shoulders and strong arms
caging him in and making something inside him almost purr in comfort. He really liked cuddling.

--------
 Taehyung came to realise that maybe he was already smelling different, since people would
start to subtly sniff him when he was around.

Also, every time he was without Jungkook by his side, people would practically sprout from the
ground asking him if he needed help. Alphas and betas alike, and they were offering “help” with
literally anything.

“Do you want me to tie your shoe laces for you?” an alpha said to him once and he looked down at
his shoes, confused. They looked pretty okay in his opinion.

“Uh, no, thanks?” and got out of there, leaving the man behind.

People would ask to carry his bag all the damn time for him, and look at him like he was about
to trip on his and fall, and need their help. He knew he was clumsy, but honestly it wasn’t that bad,
right?

Also, he would get people handing numbers to him on a daily basis. At the end of the day he
always had stray pieces of paper on his pockets with random people’s numbers.

Obviously, this all happened when he wasn’t walking with Jungkook by his side, and, as the
days went by, it became rarer for Taehyung to be somewhere without Jungkook accompanying
him.

The alpha, also, would almost never let Taehyung carry his own books and bag by himself
when he was around.

“Jungkookie, this is nothing !! I can carry my own backpack for god’s sake!!” Taehyung
exclaimed once, but it fell on deaf ears. Jungkook was carrying his own backpack on his left
shoulder and Taehyung’s on his right.

“I want to, hyung.” Jungkook answered as if that was the obvious and only reason. Taehyung
huffed and looked ahead pouting, missing Jungkook’s fond smile. In the background, Jin was
cackling at the cheesiness.
“I swear these guys are gonna give me diabetes one day.” Namjoon murmured under his breath,
and Jimin giggled.

They kept walking in a small group when Jungkook noticed a small piece of paper getting out of
Taehyung’s pocket. Absentmindedly, he picked it before it fell to the ground.

“What is this, hyung?” he asked distractedly, holding the paper in his fingers. Taehyung said,

“Oh, it’s a phone number. A woman gave me this.” he said just as obviously, and suddenly
Jungkook stopped walking. Namjoon looked at them with a frown, also understanding what had
happened.

“A woman?... Let me guess.” Jungkook said looking right at the small paper as if it had committed
a crime against him. “An alpha ?”

The piece of paper smelled like alpha. It wasn’t a guess.

“Yes, she was.” Taehyung answered, oblivious, “I think she looked like a professor, but I can’t say
of which course or subject, I have no idea.”

“Did you gave her your number?” Jin asked,

“No, she asked for it but I didn’t see why I should. She was talking nonsense, I didn’t even
understand why she gave me her number.”

Jungkook kept staring at the small piece of paper. It didn’t have a name, just the numbers. He
slowly crumbled it on his fist and then threw it to the ground.

“You okay, Gukkie?” Taehyung asked, and Jungkook forced a smile for the sake of his friend.

“Yes, it’s fine.”

After that episode, Taehyung practically wouldn’t be alone. At any moment.

Jungkook would cross the campus just to wait for Taehyung at the end of his classes, and
accompany him to his next. He would growl low in his throat when he saw someone, anyone,
looking at Taehyung like they were about to make a move on him. Most times, Taehyung wouldn’t
notice the exchange.

And he would always offer his clothes for Taehyung. Now that winter was getting closer, it was
like Jungkook would always get out of home wearing a scarf, just to wrap it around Taehyung’s
neck the moment he saw him.

Taehyung thought it was cute, and would get on his tiptoes to pinch Jungkook’s cheeks more
often than not. Jungkook would, then, look at him with a faint blush on his cheeks, that he
dismissed as the product of winter, and puffed his chest slightly. He loved Taehyung’s attention,
principally now that he was smelling so sweet and almost edible .

-------

Jungkook was having a hard time concealing his feelings towards his friend.

At first, about a week after he presented, Taehyung started acting cute and soft. He would do
aegyo almost naturally, like Jimin, and smelled sweet and slightly milky. It made Jungkook want to
be by his side all hours of the day, practically.

He looked more vulnerable and delicate, too, and something inside Jungkook was always
triggered by that. It wasn’t that he was attractive before, but now it was a whole new
level,principally for Jungkook.

Jungkook was having a hard time.

One day, he smiled sweetly at Jungkook when they were seated at a table eating and offered a
spoon of pudding for the alpha, acting as domestic as always, and Jungkook finally had the
epiphany. He had been so dumb before, how could he not notice it?
 Taehyung was slowly presenting as an omega.

He ignored the deep hum the alpha inside of him did. It shouldn’t matter, whatever Taehyung
turned out to be, they would still be friends.

But he couldn’t deny that, with Taehyung being an omega, his perspective of things around them
would change.

Jungkook started having embarrassedly kinky dreams of Taehyung, almost every night. Just the
smell of him could completely turn him on, if he wanted. He was so gone for the omega he was
ashamed.

But he would never make the first move. Taehyung trusted him too much.

He talked with Namjoon about it one day and found out that he had actually been the very last of
them to notice Taehyung's signals.

“And we need to say alert,” Namjoon advised in a serious voice, “because when he starts giving
off the smell of pre heat, we must do everything to guarantee that he’ll be safe and locked away.
Just like we did to you.”

Jungkook nodded, but the thought of leaving Taehyung alone when he was desperate didn’t
settle in well with him. Not that he had suffered during his rut, but he wasn’t an omega in heat.

“He’ll be protected, that’s what matters.” Namjoon said as if reading his thoughts by his
expression.

Jungkook understood, and agreed. He couldn’t even bear the thought of someone taking
advantage of his sweet, innocent Taehyung.

--------
 It happened a week after Jungkook had realised Taehyung was turning to be an omega.

Jungkook was at his own apartment, alone, working on some assignments for the next week,
when he heard the doorbell ring. We walked through the small living room to answer the door.

It was Taehyung. And he looked gorgeous.

Nothing like he was wearing specific different clothing, no. He was wearing an old jumper and
sweatpants, and looked like he had just gotten out of bed. He looked very appealing to the alpha,
for some reason. But he was looking alert at Jungkook.

“H-hey, Jungkookie. Good morning.” he said chirply, but something sounded off. Jungkook had no
idea what it could be, but he was trying so much not to get a hard on at Taehyung’s hoarse voice.
He was adorable and Jungkook didn’t know how to deal.

“So, I was wondering if you wanted to come over? We can have breakfast together, I still haven’t
made any, but, I can-”

“Yes.” Jungkook answered immediately. It was 11 am and Jungkook had already eaten, but it
wasn’t like Jungkook remembered how to deny anything to Taehyung anymore. Jungkook could
invite him to jump off a bridge with him that he would do it.

Jungkook closed the door behind him and they promptly started the stairs to Taehyung’s
floor.His alpha,inside of him, for some reason was pleased with Jungkook’s actions, and he kept
repeating to himself. “this is nothing, weare just going to eat together like we always do”

I’d rather have we eat him out on the table. the back of his mind answered him and Jungkook
shuddered at the fantasy. Having Taehyung at the mercy of his tongue, begging Jungkook to be
fucked by him, screaming his name,ready to be wrecked-

Jungkook stopped in front of Taehyung’s door, waiting for him to unlock it. It was official, he
had a hard on.

He needed to think about things to turn him off, like babies and puppies.
 But it completely backfired because he started imagining fucking Taehyung on a cute white
bunny lingerie, slamming his ass, caging him against the wall and sucking on his neck--

What the fuck. He needed to calm down?!

He looked up at Taehyung, that was now closing the door behind him, and then locking it. He
was looking at Jungkook with an unreadable expression, and Jungkook panicked when he saw
Taehyung carelessly toss the keys to the floor, and he watched with dread as they disappeared
under the couch.

“Uhm, the keys,” Jungkook started, but Taehyung went to him and enlaced his shoulders with his
arms, looking straight into his eyes,

“Jungkookie, I don’t know what’s happening, but,” Taehyung started in a pleading, whiny voice
that went directly to Jungkook’s groin. The omega looked up at him,batting his eyelashes looking
confused, adorable, irresistible.

“B-but I felt like I needed you here right now.” he continued in a breathy voice,slightly high
pitched. Jungkook gulped and looked down at his pretty lips, mere inches away from his own.

“Will you help me?...” he breathed, and Jungkook could swear that was the most sexual voice he
had ever heard. His hands were hovering around Taehyung’s waist but afraid to touch him.

“T-Taehyung, you’re… I think you are…” he couldn’t bringhimself to complete his words, as
Taehyung stood on his tiptoes and started sniffing at his neck. He said, sensually,

“You smell so good, alpha.” Jungkook’s eyes widened in shock as he understood what was
happening, at the same time he went completely rock hard and at the verge of an orgasm by having
those last words breathed right on his ear, Taehyung’s pink lips brushing slightly on his lobe.

Jungkook frantically disentangled Taehyung from him and tried not to let his eyes linger too
much on Taehyung’s pouty lips. He failed miserably.
“J-j-just, wait a m-minute,” Jungkook went for his celphone to ask for help, but it wasn’t in his
pockets. He cursed internally as he remembered he had left it in his own room. “I need to call
Namjoon.” Jungkook said in a hurry,

when he looked back up at Taehyung, he was met with the sight of the omega tilting his head to
the side and frowning his pretty face. Damn, he was too pretty and Jungkook would-

“But I don’t want Namjoon,” Taehyung whined, and Jungkook closed his eyes in order to not see
him anymore. “I want you.”

“Y-You’re not thinking straight.” and neither am I . If that was the smell of preheat, Jungkook
didn’t even want to think of the things he would do once the real heat pheromones started
spreading through the room.

“Jungkook…” Taehyung moaned , and Jungkook opened his eyes in shock.

That was his mistake, because while he was trying to keep his eyes closed, Taehyung took the
opportunity to take off his jumper. His lithe torso was exposed now, and his thin shoulders moved
when he held up his jumper.

“I’m feeling so hot, Kookie, I think I’m sick…” Taehyung breathed in his velvety voice, and then
started walking towards Jungkook.

He took one of Jungkook’s hand in his, the jumper falling to the ground, and brought it up to rest
on his forehead.

“Do I have a fever?” he spoke hoarsely. His voice high pitched and whisper-like was doing bad
things for Jungkook’s good reason. He tried to remember how to logic.

“I… I need to call Namjoon. E-excuse me.” he said and gently moved Taehyung away. He was
mainly shocked by the situation, but Taehyung’s heat hadn’t officially kicked in. The omega still
smelled like himself, and Jungkook didn’t feel the desperation in the air (yet).

Taehyung was unconsciously acting sensual because of the preheat, but he still wasn’t desperate
and leaking like in a real heat. Jungkook knew because he had watched porn enough, and also
because he remembered his sexed classes. Kind of.

But he knew that was the time for him to get out of that situation before he did something they
would both regret. He knew that whatever they did right now wouldn’t be completely consensual,
as Taehyung wasn’t in his right state of mind. He needed to protect Taehyung from himself.

“Kookie, don’t leave me…” Taehyung said and started chasing the alpha slowly as he looked
around the apartment for the other’s celphone. When he found it, he quickly put the password and
unlocked it.

“What are you doing?” Taehyung whispered while clinging on Jungkook’s right shoulder and
trying to see what was going on the screen.

“I think that’s my phone,” he said dreamily and started passing his hands through Jungkook’s
muscled shoulders absent mindedly. Jungkook gulped and tried to focus on what he was writing.

After sending the text asking for help, he called him.

“Hello?” Namjoon’s voice came in, and Jungkook quickly said,

“Taehyung’s in heat.” he realised how his voice must’ve sounded strangled, because there was the
noise of Namjoon stopping everything he was doing and start walking.

“Are you in his apartment?” Namjoon asked and there was Yoongi’s voice in the background
asking what happened. Jungkook opened his mouth to answer but gasped in surprise when he felt
Taehyung’s teeth grazing the side of his neck. The omega started peppering kisses from his ear to
his shoulder and grinding on him. God, he could come like this…

“Jungkook!! Listen to me, that’s not the right way of doing this! You need to court Taehyung
first!!” Namjoon was almost yelling on the phone and Jungkook tried to focus on his words.

“Please send help, I don’t wanna do this.” Jungkook whispered on the phone and hung up. It was a
lie. He wanted to do this. A lot .
 Jungkook then tried to focus on his next mission. Get the keys from under the sofa. At least it
was high enough for him to easily get it if he got on his knees.

“Taehyung,” Jungkook practically moaned. He was still so hard on his pants, “Let go of me.” he
breathed. Taehyung was starting to smell heavenly and all he wanted was to get him on his arms
and kiss him properly. Mark and scent him until everyone understood he belonged to Jungkook.

“Why?” Taehyung whispered in his ear, “I want you to kiss me, Jungkookie.”

“No, you don’t.” Jungkook promptly answered, “Let go, Taehyung.” he held the omega’s waist
and gently tried to pry him off of him. But that was impossible, as Taehyung thought it was an
invitation to crash his body with Jungkook’s and hug his neck, coming to face him again.

Taehyung’s pretty eyes were hazed with lust as he looked up at Jungkook, and then he smiled
like he was drunk. Jungkook couldn’t take his eyes off him, and for a moment he completely forgot
what he was trying to do before.

There was a wall beside the sofa, and since Jungkook was so distracted, it was easy for
Taehyung to push the alpha against the wall.

“Fuck me,” he breathed, completely shameless, and Jungkook would be shocked at seeing the
usually sweet and innocent Taehyung use those words, but he was just in the same state of mind as
the omega.

Taehyung licked up lips and looked at Jungkook lustfully, and that was the last straw for
Jungkook.

--------

He swiftly changed their positions and suddenly he was the one caging Taehyung against the
wall, his nose buried in the omegas neck.

“Fuck, you smell so good,” he hummed low in his throat, and Taehyung whined, his back arching
against the wall. He put his hands on the alpha’s hair, but Jungkook quickly caught his thin wrists
on his hand and pinned them to the wall, holding Taehyung so he couldn’t move much more.
 It satisfied Jungkook immensely to see him held down like that. Like he belonged to him. Like a
good little omega, the alpha inside of him growled, and Jungkook, in the heat haze, couldn’t agree
more.

Taehyung moaned and wordlessly exposed his neck to Jungkook in submission. Jungkook was a
goner.

He nipped down the omega’s neck and growled when he tried to move. And then he chased his
pretty pink lips, and they were kissing. For the first time, and it was because of Taehyung’s first
heat. If Jungkook were sane, he would have felt guilty, but that was already gone for him. He
kissed Taehyung hungrily, taking it all for him, all of his breathy moans and pleas. All he could
think about was serving Taehyung through his heat, giving him everything he deserved, treating
him just how he wanted for so long, to worship his beautiful body and cherish him and--

“JUNGKOOK!” there were loud, desperate bangs at the door, and Jungkook immediately snapped
out of it. “JUNGKOOK, OPEN THE DOOR OR WE’LL HAVE TO BRING IT DOWN.”

Taehyung whined at the loss of contact with Jungkook when he robotically bent down to get the
keys from under the sofa, and went for the door in long strides, not looking back at Taehyung,
wrecked against the wall, swollen lips from Jungkook’s harsh kisses and neck all marked up.
Jungkook knew that if he looked back right now, he would go all the way, and Taehyung deserved
so much more than that.

Thinking about how romantic and pure Taehyung was in reality gave him strenght to put the
right key in the door and open it. He was immediately pulled out of the room by Namjoon and
quickly held frozen by Yoongi, Jin, Hoseok, Yixing, Kris, Jackson and Jaebum. Namjoon had
gathered quite the team.

“You did the right thing.” Yoongi said, sounding deeply relieved, but Jungkook just closed his eyes
in shame. He wanted to go back in that apartment so much, it was like his entire reason to live was
there, helpless and alone, about to go through his first heat. Jungkook took a moment to realize he
was struggling against the hold of the group, giving them a hard time to drag him out of there.

His alpha howled deep in his heart. His mate was in heat and he couldn’t make it better.

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second part will probably be raw smut :^)

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one year later:::

Jungkook and Taehyung were dating, now. The alpha took several weeks to gather the courage
to formally ask Taehyung’s permission to court him, and Taehyung, blushing deeply, accepted it.

Jungkook had gone all the way, going on the most romantic dates he could come up with, and
even tried to cook some food once, and even if he failed miserably, Taehyung still appreciated the
gesture.

They were dating, now. And since Taehyung’s first heat, they were both on suppressants, and
had only experimented on normal sexual activities twice. Jungkook had completely forgot abou
Taehyung’s heats, since it had a little bit more than a year since he had his first heat.

But then, one day Taehyung is at his dorm room with him while he is sitting in front of the tv,
and comes to sit on his lap, placing his arms around Jungkook’s neck. The alpha’s hand go
immediately to rest on his thin waist, and he notices Taehyung’s nervous expression.

“What is it, Tae?” he asks, worried. Taehyung bites his lip and looks away, shy about what he’s
going to ask his boyfriend.

“Look, it’s completely okay for you to say no,” Taehyung begins, and Jungkook frowns. He would
never deny his omega anything, unless it threatens his well being.

“What?” he asks rather gently, hugging Taehyung closer. The omega looked distressed and a bit
ashamed.”

“I was thinking… It’s been almost a year since I’ve been on suppressants, and I thought, why
should I use them?” there was a pause, Taehyung looking at Jungkook through his eyelashes, the
alpha was holding his breath expectantly. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

“So… Uh, I was thinking, would you… help me out with my next heat?” he asked, and Jungkook’s
heart did a backflip because he was so adorable and cute and Jungkook wanted him so much and
he was asking Jungkook to serve him through his heat. He trusted Jungkook to take care of him
and satisfy him during his heat. He could choose any other alpha but he picked him.

Jungkook had a hard time trying to keep his expression neutral.

“Yes. I would be so… happy, to help you.” Jungkook breathed, still a little disbelieving. Was that a
dream?

Taehyung still was shyly looking away, embarrassed, and Jungkook would have none of that.

“Taehyung, look at me,” he gently ordered and when Taehyung did it, he looked at his pretty eyes
and said, “I feel so honored that you’ll let me take care of you. This is… nothing to be ashamed of.
Heats are beautiful.” he said, determined to make the omega feel better about it.

The truth is that Jungkook had never been with an omega in heat before. But he was willing to
learn everything he needed to. He had had sex before, but he didn’t think Taehyung was
experienced like himself. He wanted everything to be perfect for Taehyung.

They were taking things slow in their relationship. They would call each other boyfriends, and
go on dates, but not much changed.

Besides that one time Jungkook gave Taehyung oral on the sofa of his own apartment, but they
were both slightly drunk that night.

“T-thank you…” Taehyung murmured shyly, and Jungkook couldn’t stop the bubbly feeling in his
stomach. His omega was so adorable.

He hugged him and buried his face on his chest, inhaling his sweet scent and also covering his
dumb smile. Taehyung hugged him back lovingly, and they stayed like that for some time.
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Chapter Summary

Taehyung's heat.

Chapter Notes

NOT. SAFE. FOR WORK.

I REPEAT: NOT. FUCKING. SAFE. FOR. WORK.

READ WITH DISCRETION.

(also, i'm sorry for your panties...)

See the end of the chapter for more notes

After that talk, Taehyung stopped taking his suppressants. His scent was just slightly more natural
and mildly stronger, which made Jungkook even more touchy feely with his boyfriend.

They were at Namjoon’s and Yoongi’s apartment, just outside of campus, having pizzas and just
spending some time together after the stress of midterms was over. They were having a Just Dance
championship and it was currently Namjoon’s and Jin’s round. It was hilarious.

Jungkook had gotten up from the sofa to get some drinks. They had bought a stack of beer and a
stack of soda cans, because none of them were feeling like getting too drunk.

When he came back from the kitchen and got to the living room, Jin and Namjoon were still
passionately dancing to the tv. Jimin was on an armchair all curled in himself, looking comfy, cute
and likely to fall asleep at any moment. Yoongi was sitting on the sofa, completely ignoring the
game and watching Jimin slowly fall asleep on the armchair, looking like the definition of heart
eyes.

Hoseok and Taehyung were the only ones loudly cheering for the duo, and Jungkook couldn’t stop
looking at the way Taehyung swayed from side to side on the sofa, with his usual silly expression
and the alpha knew that face too well.

He got into view and Taehyung immediately started making grabby hands at him, smiling widely,
and Jungkook could almost feel himself melt like butter at the sight of him. The fondness he felt
for Taehyung was sometimes so intense he didn’t know what to do with it.

“Jungkookieeee!” he exclaimed, still making grabby hands and looking tipsy, and Jungkook went
to him as if he was drawn by invisible strings. He just wanted to get him in his arms and cuddle
him, scent him and make him feel protected and loved and-
“No. No more alcohol for you tonight.” he said gently, as if talking to a five year old. Taehyung
pouted exaggeratedly, trying to reach the beer can in his right hand. He offered the soda can in his
left hand instead.

“But Jungkookie…” Jungkook knew he had to be strong. When Taehyung was even slightly drunk,
his aegyo would elevate to a point that he could get Jungkook to do basically anything he wanted,
if he put his mind to it.

“N-no aegyo will help you this time, Tae.” he said, softly, and put the beer can on the living room
table in front of them to prove his point.

He turned back to the sofa and Taehyung immediately leaned on him, almost purring and hugging
his arm. Jungkook opened the can and put a straw on it, bringing the tip to the omega’s lips gently.

“Here, I brought you a straw.” he said softly, and Taehyung cutely started drinking from the straw
Jungkook was still holding for him.

“Oh my god, hyung, they’re so cute my heart hurts watching them.” his ears picked up at hearing
Namjoon’s playfully whiny voice, “It’s like we’re in a drama.”

They started talking loudly and animatedly about how Jungkook had turned into a big pile of mush
on front of Taehyung, but then Jimin woke up from his cute nap and frowned, bringing his small
hands to his eyes and suddenly Yoongi was up and wanting to throw a tantrum, practically yelling
at them to be quiet, because they were disturbing everyone else (read: Jimin).

It was Taehyung’s and Jungkook’s round on the game. Jungkook was about to say they wouldn’t
play anymore when Taehyung got up from the couch and started swaying his way to the center of
the living room where they would dance, all adorable with his giddy laughter.

Jungkook got up and followed him.

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“Dance seriously, Jungkook!! You’re letting him win!” Yoongi was shouting from the edge of the
couch, the other three loudly cheering for the both of them. Jimin was still half asleep on the
armchair.

Taehyung was drunkenly swaying his way through the entire choreography, laughing silly the
whole time, and was still managing to have a better score number than Jungkook. The taller was
half-assing the dance moves like he never half-assed before. It was a sight.

“I’m not!!” Jungkook shouted back, concentrating on getting the movements all wrong and
opposite from the game. Taehyung’s giggles made his heart flutter and he smiled widely, looking
back at him. Taehyung was really trying to play it right, but he was too drunk for it, his movements
too slow, but he was laughing at it so adorably-

“At least fucking move, Jeon Jungkook!” Yoongi yelled back. Namjoon was clapping with the
song and cheering on Taehyung’s moves while Jin was positively cooing at them.

Jungkook managed to get his score right behind Taehyung’s and the omega won. The silly
commemorations of Taehyung, and the way he jumped on his back demanding a piggyback made
it all worth it. Jungkook had never been so happy to lose a game before.

“You’re hopeless.” Namjoon laughed as Jungkook tried to discard Taehyung on the sofa, but the
latter was still clinging to him.
“L-let go, Taehyung.” Jungkook tried to reason, but the omega still insisted on hugging him from
behind.

Eventually he succeeded, but only with having Taehyung cuddled all over him. He was trying to
keep a cool face but on the inside he was swooning. His boyfriend was too cute. He couldn’t
believe his luck to have Taehyung in his life.

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Taehyung’s heat happened in the middle of the night. He woke up feeling hot and sweaty even
though the weather wasn’t warm, and he could feel slick coming from in between his legs. He was
so aroused he started trembling.

“A-Ah…” he moaned breathily, not understanding what was happening, at first.

His mind was clouded and he, for some reason, thought about Jungkook. The memory of
Jungkook’s musky alpha scent made him shiver under the covers and moan once again. He was
horny and he wanted Jungkook.

In the heat haze, Taehyung didnmt even think that calling Jungkook could be questionable. It was
his first movement when he got out of the covers: to reach for his phone. It’s clock showed 4:23
am.

“Taehyung?” Jungkook’s sleepy and confused voice came in right by his ear, and Taehyung
panted.

“J-jungkook…” he breathed,

“Taehyung?! Is something happening?” Jungkook asked, worried, but his voice was low and
hoarse and Taehyung whined.

“P-please… Ah…” he wasn’t noticing yet but he was rubbing at his lower regions with his free
hand, and moaning sinfully into the phone receiver.

There was silence in the other end of the line where Taehyung kept moaning and working himself
off at the image of Jungkook’s strong shoulders and arms holding him in his mind. He had already
forgotten the phone’s existence when he heard the alpha’s voice again.

“Taehyung, open the door.” his voice was so low it was almost a growl, and it had a commanding
tone that made Taehyung whimper quietly, almost reaching his orgasm just by that.

“Ah…” it was so intense that he couldn’t even think of words. He knew he could come at any
moment, he felt sensitive all over and everything was hot. His insides were burning with arousal.

“Babe, I want to help you but the door is locked,” Jungkook’s voice came in again and he sounded
mindless just like Taehyung, his words coming in short breaths. From outside his bedroom
Taehyung could hear the handle of the door being forced even though it was obviously locked.

“I- Ahnmgap…” he meant to say ‘i can’t get up’. But somehow, Jungkook understood.

“No, yes, you can.” Jungkook’s voice was hoarse and Taehyung shivered once again at his
demanding tone, “Get up on that damned beautiful legs of yours and get to the door so that I can
make you feel better. Come on, Tae, I need you so much…” Jungkook was starting to lose it, but
his voice was still one of the most alluring things Taehyung had ever heard and because of that he
somehow managed to get up from the bed.
His legs were wobbly and he was still moaning out loud, his erection hard against his underwear
and his hardened nipples brushed against his shirt with every movement. When he got to the door,
he realised that Jungkook was probably kicking the door in his attempts to bring it down.

“Sto-op, ah…” he moaned and the banging on the door immediately stopped, the room falling
silent.

“Taehyung,” Jungkook whispered in disbelief. He was probably feeling his strong scent right now
through the door. He didn’t need to say anything more for the omega to understand what he wanted
him to do.

Taehyung’s fingers were shaking and he took a moment to unlock the door. But the moment
Jungkook realised he could enter, he was already inside the living room and all over Taehyung’s
lithe body, pressing it against the closing door urgently, but still gentle like Jungkook would always
act.

They were in an awkward hug with the omega’s back pressed against the door, and Jungkook
inhaling his scent through his neck like he was an addict. Taehyung’s whimpers sounded dream-
like in Jungkook’s ears, and having his omega’s body pressed against him right now, pliant and
responsive to him, felt like heaven.

“A-alpha…” he breathed, tilting his head to the side to expose his neck. He had Jungkook’s shirt
on his closed fists and just wanted to rip them off.

“You smell so good…” Jungkook said and brought a hand to gently take Taehyung’s face, the
other still on his thin waist bringing him flush against his chest. Taehyung batted his lashes and
licked his lips, and Jungkook knew he was a lost cause. He wouldn’t rest in his life until Taehyung
was his.

Jungkook leaned to him and their lips met. the alpha wanted to be gentle and good to Taehyung,
but the omega’s desperate little whimpers during the kiss weren’t helping at all, and soon he was
harshly kissing him, giving small bites to his lips and passing his hands possessively around his
body until they landed on his butt. He gave it a squeeze and felt that the material of his shorts was
already dump with slick.

Taehyung jumped a little when he felt the alpha taking his body off the ground, and quickly
hugged him while he was carried to the bedroom.

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Jungkook put him on the bed and made to get away to take off his clothes first, but Taehyung just
got a hold of his shirt and pulled him back to the bed with him. Jungkook went easily, and then he
was above the omega on the bed, kissing his pretty lips, his neck, his shoulders.

When Jungkook started mouthing at Taehyung’s nipples through his shirt, he felt the other trying to
pull at his clothes again.

“Y-your clothes- aahh…” Taehyung was trying to say, but the pleasure was too much. He just
wanted his release.

Somehow Taehyung himself got rid of his shorts and underwear, and he was shamelessly bending
his legs to his knees to meet his chest, exposing his slicked asshole to Jungkook. The alpha eyed
him in that position and his eyes darkened.

Taehyung chest filled with hope. Finally, he was going to fuck him-
Jungkook leaned to him and started palming at his erection. His touch on the omega’s sensitive
skin made him almost scream in pleasure, he was on the edge of his first orgasm. He took some
time to understand that his own mouth was moving, and that he was begging Jungkook to fuck
him.

“Fuck me alpha, please please please fuck me ahh!!” and Jungkook’s hand downed to his fluttering
little asshole. He wanted to be slow and gentle with his delicate omega, but how could he when his
alpha instincts were screaming in his mind for him to just bury his cock in him and fuck Taehyung
furiously until he was so filled with his cum it dripped?

Jungkook brought one finger to massage Taehyung’s entrance and quickly that finger entered him.
And then another two fingers.

He looked at Taehyung and the omega was so devastatingly beautiful writhing on the bed, pushing
against his fingers looking so wrecked. Jungkook couldn’t deny him that even if he wanted.

Jungkook started thrusting his three fingers inside Taehyung at a crazy pace, trying to find his
prostate and make him orgasm.

He wasn’t sure if he did, but soon after he started, Taehyung opened his mouth and his face
contorted in a way that made Jungkook’s hard cock twitch and he knew that image would be
forever in his wet dreams. Taehyung was so overcome by his first orgasm of that night that he
couldn’t make any sound.

Taehyung’s cum spilled over his own chest, and Jungkook, still not stopping his harsh movements
on the omega’s little asshole, bent down to lick his stomach clean. Taehyung was so soft and
arousing, so omega, it was driving Jungkook crazy. He couldn’t believe his luck.

“Fuck me Jungkookie, I… I- Ahh…” Taehyung was pushing himself against his fingers like a
good little slut, and Jungkook could do that all day. But he understood the omega needed more
than that.

“Do you want me to fuck you, Taehyungie?” Jungkook said playfully, his voice grave from arousal
and Taehyung whined, shamelessly nodding his head while he was still being fucked by
Jungkook’s fingers. “Do you want my big alpha cock to fill you up? Are you going to be a good
little omega for me, uh?”

Taehyung was so gone in his heat that he immediately answered.

“Yes!!!” he looked like he was in the verge of crying, his cock hard again, “Yes yes yes yes-
Aah!!!”

He whined when Jungkook took his fingers off his ass, but suddenly Jungkook was hovering over
him, his hands resting on each side of his head, and he felt the tip of Jungkook’s dick touch him.
He moaned in excitement, and looked up to Jungkook’s face. He was looking down at him
predatorily, like he was about to eat his prey, and Taehyung shivered. He wanted that so bad.

In one fast movement, Jungkook was completely inside Taehyung. The omega was ecstatic, and
moaning like a little whore. Jungkook had penetrated him so deeply he could feel his balls pressing
hard against his ass.

He was about to start begging Jungkook to keep fucking him when the alpha beat him to it. He
started fucking him fast and furious, like he had been holding back for so long, and even the bed
was creaking with their movements. Taehyung was moaning a mess of Jungkook’s name while the
sound of their skin slapping against each other filled the room.

Jungkook bent his head down to suck at Taehyung’s neck, the omega’s breathy desperate moans
going right by his ear, sinfully meeting his furious pace of fucking his ass. Jungkook bit down on
his neck, hard enough to mark him for some time. He wanted everyone to know just how good he
could fuck his omega.

“Aaah, J-jungkoo- oh!! ahh…!” his moans were trembling because of Jungkook’s harsh thrusts
against his body, and when the alpha sucked a hickey on his neck, he came again, and this time
Jungkook came as well. He buried his cock deep in him and loaded his omega with his cum, but
didn’t knot him. He already knew he would have to save that up for later.

When Jungkook got up from the bed to take off his pants and shirt, finally, Taehyung didn’t
protest. He was already looking deliciously wrecked, his half hard member resting on his tight, his
white baggy t-shirt up to his chest exposing his stomach and nipples.He was breathing hard after
those two orgasms, and his eyes were half lidded. He was watching Jungkook while biting his
lower lip, the message clear in his eyes.

One more time.

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Taehyung was now on all fours, Jungkook behind him spreading his cheeks to look at his hole. It
had taken his cum so well that previous time there wasn’t even a remnant of it on the outside.
Jungkook was so turned on by that.

The alpha put a hand to Taehyung’s lower back, in away of telling him to arch his back for him. He
didn’t waste time now and just entered Taehyung once again. The omega moaned filthily, fisting
the white sheets beneath him while he was fucked by Jungkook.

He was holding his hips so hard they would probably have hand shaped marks once he was
finished with him. Jungkook hoped they would mark.

Jungkook’s thrusts were just as harsh as the first time. He kept a quick pace and when he felt
Taehyung was about to cum a third time, he bent down on his body to get a hold of his hair,
pressing his head down on the pillow and forcing his face to the side. He growled and fucked him
more aggressively, watching in great satisfaction Taehyung’s face contort in pleasure and his eyes
go almost backwards as he came once more.

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Jungkook had lost count of how many times Taehyung had came. He fucked him twice on all
fours, then back on his back once more, bending his legs forcefully to penetrate him deep and
good.

Now, Jungkook was resting with his back to the headboard, Taehyung sitting on his cock and
riding him. Jungkook had been holding himself all that time, because he knew that if he came
again he would have a hard time trying to get hard again, after he fucked Taehyung so long. He
was losing it, but kept going to satisfy the omega in heat.

Taehyung was bouncing on his dick quickly and kissing his shoulders. They were both naked now
and Jungkook kept his hands on Taehyung's hips to guide him, but it was mainly the omega
moving by himself. Jungkook felt frustrated for getting tired, he needed to be ready to serve
Taehyung, he couldn’t-
“A-Alpha, please,” Taehyung whispered in his ear, sounding breathless and sinful, “I’m coming,
but please fuck me once more. You can do it, p-please, aaahh,”

The alpha snapped and his hands clenched around Taehyung’s asscheeks, and he started moving
Taehyung with the force of his arms mostly, fucking him on his cock. Taehyung whined and
Jungkook sucked at his neck, giving him one more hickey.

Taehyung came and Jungkook concentrated on not coming himself as well. Somehow, he managed
to. But he was so hard and sensitive he didn’t even want to get out of inside Taehyung, so he
pressed him flush against him.

“Stay with me.” he practically ordered, and Taehyung whimpered, eager to follow his demands. He
was so gone and still riding out his orgasm, rocking himself on Jungkook’s body, his hard cock still
fully inside of him.

Without a word, Jungkook held Taehyung’s hips in place, keeping himself completely inside of
him while he leaned forward until Taehyung’s back hit the mattress beneath them. Now he was on
top, kneeling in between his legs and didn’t let Taehyung’s say anything as he furiously started
slamming into his ass, his energy all back.

“Fuck, you greedy little omega whore,” he snarled, and Taehyung couldn’t form words besides his
high-pitched whines that came as fast as Jungkook fucked him. The bed creaked beneath them
again, “You want more?! I can give you that.” he was growling, and his hands went to grab each of
his tights, relishing on the feel of his soft skin on his fingers, and kept abusing his asshole.

“I will fuck you so much, until you can’t take it anymore, until you fucking pass out,” he kept
saying, his voice low and dangerous, like it was the alpha inside him saying those words, “Until
you’re dripping with cum and filled with my pups, I’m gonna- Ah, I’m gonna fuck you until you’re
mine.”

Taehyung moaned loudly and came, his back arching against the bed, and Jungkook kept fucking
him through his orgasm until he finally had his release. He pushed deep inside Taehyung and came
as well, his face contorted in pleasure while he filled the omega with his cum.

He looked at Taehyung and saw that he looked overwhelmed with his orgasm but also in the verge
of falling asleep just like that, with Jungkook’s hands still spreading his tights apart and cumming
inside of him. Jungkook got out of Taehyung, some of his cum dripping out of his fluttering hole,
and ignored Taehyung’s whine at the loss of his dick inside of him to cradle the omega in his arms
and put him in the right position on the bed, resting his head on the pillow.

The omega looked wrecked, trembling slightly and hard breathing coming out of his opened
mouth. All Jungkook wanted was to lay next to him, too, but he knew he was there to take care of
him above all.So he stood up on slightly trembling legs and went to the kitchen to get some cold
water for his omega.

Jungkook had to hold the cup to his lips, and he drank the water slowly, his eyes fluttering closed in
exhaustion.

When he was finished Taehyung laid back on the bed and Jungkook followed, knowing that the
omega wouldn’t really sleep for long but still welcoming the fee moments of rest to gather his
energy back.

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Jungkook wasn’t really sleepy, he was just tired, so he laid with his chest to Taehyung’s back
cuddling him and taking his time to rub his body on the omega’s, to scent mark him a bit more. His
mind was affected by the heat pheromones, too, and he was daydreaming about mating Taehyung,
about how beautiful he would look once he had Jungkook’s mark on his neck, and when he was
pregnant with Jungkook’s pups. He would be so beautiful, and he was already so devastatingly
gorgeous, Jungkook wanted to be with him forever.

Jungkook hugged him more and smiled dumbly to himself. Taehyung was satisfied, then he was
satisfied as well. He kissed his shoulder and watched his omega sleep.

Not even five minutes later, Jungkook felt Taehyung press his ass against his half hard erection.
His omega was waking up and already wanting to be fucked again.

“Taehyung? Are you awake?” Jungkook whispered by his ear, bringing a hand to pinch one of his
nipples. Taehyung moaned.

“Yes,” he breathed in his beautiful voice, and Jungkook suppressed a shudder, “P-please, fuck me
again, alpha,” be whispered, pressing himself on Jungkook’s cock. The alpha hummed low in his
chest.

“As you wish.” he said, and spread Taehyung’s cheeks, the two still laying on their sides.
Jungkook was hard now, Taehyung’s scent driving him mad with the need to fuck him again, and
he slowly penetrated inside Taehyung.

The omega moaned breathlessly, and let himself be fucked by Jungkook behind him. Jungkook’s
hard breathing right by his ear was sinful, and he opened his legs a bit to help his cock enter him
more fully. Jungkook brought one hand to the omega’s dick and started pumping him fast.

Taehyung moaned Jungkook’s name as he came, and Jungkook had to hold himself to not go as
well.

Jungkook slid out of Taehyung and sat up on the bed, his hard dick all slicked with his previous
cum inside the omega’s ass and his natural slick. He was painfully hard as he watched Taehyung
eagerly turn on the bed to face Jungkook and open his legs, inviting him to keep going. He looked
desperate and lustful, and as the omega brought one hand to take his hair out of his sweaty
forehead, Jungkook’s cock twitched.

He got a hold of Taehyung’s hips and, in a swift movement, brought them to meet his dick, and he
suddenly slammed inside of him, watching fascinated as his little hole stretched around his thick
cock. Taehyung’s desperate moans and whimpers filled the room as Jungkook fucked him good
and deep.

Jungkook’s grip on his hips was harsh and he bent down to suck on Taehyung’s nipples. He started
giving hickeys on the omega’s soft, untouched skin, and small bites all over his chest and
shoulders. Taehyung was eagerly moving to meet Jungkook’s thrusts and with a loud cry he came
again, with Jungkook’s teeth grazing on his nipple.

Jungkook slid out and without a warning turned him on the bed, Taehyung gasped in surprise as
Jungkook gave his ass some hard slaps, watching it bounce slightly. The omega whined and
shamelessly arched his back more, presenting his ass to Jungkook when the slaps were gone.

“You’re a bad boy, Taetae. Did you just come without warning me?” Jungkook’s voice was rough
and he got a hold of Taehyung’s hair to forcefully pull it back. Taehyung whined and wiggled his
ass, trying to reach for Jungkook’s dick, “You’re mine.” he growled, lost in Taehyung’s heat scent.
He could only think about fucking Taehyung.

He gave a particularly hard slap to Taehyung’s ass and entered him again, deep and spreading his
cheeks. Taehyung moaned sensually but he got out completely, watching his little hole close on
thin air, just to go back in again, this time fucking him even more roughly than before. He was too
close now, and on the verge of cumming, and he knew Taehyung was, too.

He tried angling his hips until Taehyung screamed and he finally found his prostate, fucking him
frantically like that and soon Taehyung was coming again, his legs trembling but Jungkook held
his hips up to continue fucking him, not slowing his pace in the slightest.

There was sweat on his forehead and he could see Taehyung pressing his face to the pillow,
moaning desperately as Jungkook continued fucking him while he was still over sensitive from his
previous orgasm, his hips only up and lining with Jungkook’s cock because the alpha was holding
them up. That was a filthy view but Jungkook got even more turned on by that, and quickened his
pace even more, dead sure on getting another orgasm out of his omega before he allowed himself
to come as well.

“Ah… Ah-” Taehyung was panting, and his eyes almost rolled backwards when Jungkook
slammed particularly hard on his prostate one time, the alpha’s rhythm getting unsteady.

“Are you going to come again, Taehyungie?,” Jungkook breathed, still fucking him roughly from
behind, “My greedy little omega, you like that, right? A-ahh…”

He was fucking him so hard that he was pushing Taehyung’s body with his thrusts. Taehyung was
exhausted but he still felt another orgasm coming, his heat still not even halfway. He gripped the
sheets beneath him and moaned, loud.

“I’m gonna knot you, do you want that? I can knot you deep and good, uh?” Jungkook said, and
Taehyung’s ears almost picked up at that. Yes, god yes he wanted that.

“Aaaahh, p-please Alpha, A-Aahh knot me!!!” he begged, not having enough strength to move
much but still wanting Jungkook to do it.

Jungkook was holding his hips up and bringing them to meet his thrusts, and kept fucking him,
letting his knot orgasm build up freely after hearing Taehyung.

Taehyung came again without warning, not being able to hold it any further, and Jungkook started
thrusting more deeply, the base of his cock getting larger while he fucked him, until it was so big
he couldn’t move anymore. He stayed on his knees, forcing Taehyung’s hips flush against his as
his knot grew bigger and bigger, relishing in Taehyung’s little whimpers. And then he came,
almost the double amount he normally would spill, and it was the most blissful moment ever, to
load his omega full of his cum like that.

Said omega had passed out with sleep again, his hips practically hanging up from Jungkook’s knot,
and the alpha laid beside him slowly not ot hurt them both. He hissed when his knot pulled a bit
when he laid back, and brought Taehyung’s body flush against his.

It felt glorious, for Jungkook, to have his omega hanging from his knot like that. It was obscene
and so, so good to know that he had in fact fucked Taehyung until he couldn’t take it anymore.

He wasn’t sleepy, too awake with the pleasure of having Taehyung with him, but he knew his knot
would take two to three hours to go, at least. So he watched Taehyung’s breaths even out as he
slept, and waited.
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