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Taehyung always had problems expressing himself out loud, keeping his emotions and problems to himself despite how he desperately needed someone to listen to him. His heart screamed out for anyone to help him.
Jimin on the other hand was easily able to talk about himself, his problems, when he was upset or mad. It came so easily for him and made Taehyung so jealous. He didn’t need to search for someone to talk to, he was so friendly and lovable that people flocked to him.
Not only that, but he was good at listening to problems too, helping his friends shoulder their issues like it was nothing, coming to Jimin so easily. Taehyung really was quite jealous of his roommate.
There was more to it than just jealousy though. Jimin had a lot of friends, and with that a lot of suitors. He was an adorable chow chow hybrid, his fur and hair so fluffy and soft. It made him really appealing to potential mates, and Taehyung was one of them.
Not that he’d admit it ever.
Taehyung had mates too of course, he was a husky hybrid, and he had heterochromia. Many females were attracted to him because of it, he was tall and seemed dominate but he wasn’t. He was pretty passive and didn’t want anything to do with those girls, no, he wanted Jimin.
But when Jimin came home one night smelling like another hybrid, Taehyung felt defeated, he had multiple chances and was too shy to take any of them and now Jimin probably had a mate.
“Tae, what’s wrong?” Jimin asked, tilting his head to the side as he reached up to touch at the taller males cheeks, only to have Taehyung turn his head away. The smell was making him upset, he wanted it to go away.
“Nothing’s wrong.” He muttered softly with a small pout, his tail pressed between his legs proving otherwise. It was easy for Jimin to catch on to it as well, moving his hand instead to tug lightly on his tail, causing Taehyung to jump slightly and whimper.
“You can’t hide it from me, your body says you’re upset.”
Trying to think of an excuse to why his tail was doing it. He had nothing, no excuse to blurt out and Jimin was staring holes into his face. Finally he looked back at the shorter male, pout still evident. “Yousmellbad” Taehyung muttered quickly and softly.
“What?” Jimin asked, tilting his head as he tried to hear better, but Taehyung was doing it on purpose, refusing to tell him. “Come on, you can tell me Tae! I won’t bite.” His fingers gently rubbed the other hybrids tail, gently soothing it and trying to coax Taehyung into talking.
“...” Tae huffed, swatting the small hand from his tail as it was inducing arousal instead of relaxation. “You smell bad! Like some other hybrid.” He finally admitted louder.
Jimin’s head snapped back up at the words, raising his shoulder up and sniffing at it. He really did smell. He had figured the bath he took after having sex with Jungkook would wash away the scent, but it had done nothing. But that wasn’t the problem, the problem was that for some reason Taehyung didn’t like it. “Is that a problem?” He asked softly, gripping onto the front of Tae’s shirt gently as he did. “Do you not like it?”
He had gotten off many times to the thought of being mated by Taehyung, but he felt guilty for it, as he never could tell if the man had feelings for him. He treated him the same as he treated everyone else. It wasn’t his fault he got frustrated and wanted to fuck! If Taehyung didn’t like it then maybe he should have done something..
Right?
The hand holding onto his shirt made him feel closed in, so he took a step back, his body pressing against the wall as Jimin simply stepped with him, keeping close. “N-No..” Taehyung whimpered, not having seen this side of Jimin before.
It was hot, to say the least.
“You should find yourself a mate so you don’t have to worry about my scent, if it bothers you that I smell like other people then I can move ou-“
“No!” Taehyung almost screamed, hand rushing up to grab Jimin’s wrist quickly. He was caught up in the moment, panicked and scared of losing Jimin completely. “I-I don’t want a mate! I want..” You. The word he couldn’t get out. He felt like he was going to cry and bit his lip to hold himself together.
Jimin’s eyes widened, growing wide at his wrist being held so tightly. He didn’t mean what he had said, he was frustrated and didn’t understand what Taehyung was thinking. But the words he spoke, rushed and panicked.. They did something to him, it was cute for some reason. He could feel slick starting to drip from his cunt, causing him to press his thighs together.
“What do you want..?” Jimin’s voice was soft, a whisper in comparison to Tae’s shouting. “..Is it me? Do you want me?” He tried to keep his voice calm despite how worked up he was feeling, the sudden rush of arousal having him on alert.
Taehyung had no choice but to simply nod, he didn’t think he had it in him to speak again after his outburst. But his nod seemed to be enough for the smaller hybrid as hands smoothed his shirt out before sliding up, over his shoulders and neck until Taehyung felt his cheeks being cupped again gently, almost lovingly.
There wasn’t a need for words anymore, Jimin didnt’t want to talk, didn’t want to fight, no, he wanted Taehyung to be his, what he always craved for. He brushed a chubvy thumb close to Tae’s lips before pushing up on his toes to allow their lips to meet.
It was a gentle, chaste kiss. Jimin’s lips pressed against his so sweetly, they were pink and plump and tasted like strawberry. So soft against his own. Taehyung trembled, hating how submissive he felt from being kissed by Jimin. He was being led on, passively following the shorters lead happily.
Taehyung’s arms slowly wrapped around Jimin’s waist as they kissed, bringing their bodies even closer together. As their chests touched, Jimin parted lips with Tae, gazing into his eyes as his tongue licked over his own bottom lip. “Do you want to make me smell like you?” He asked the question laced with lust. If Tae said no then they wouldn’t go any further, but if he said yes.. Jimin fully intended to ride his cock for hours.
He knew that Tae was pretty passive, so taking control wasn’t exactly something he was opposed to. After all being in control meant he could do whatever he wanted.
Taehyung nodded at the question, trying to nip at the plump lips in front of him, but was stopped by Jimin tilting his head away. “Say it properly, Tae.” He heard Jimin say and he felt like goop already.
“Yes.. I want you to smell like me.” Tae muttered, earning him a peck on the lips before Jimin was moving to grab his hand and pull him from the wall. He stumbled behind the smaller male but still followed, being led to the couch before having small hands press agains this chest, pushing him until he flopped down on the couch, sitting.
Jimin sank to his knees, licking his lips again as he ran his hands over Tae’s thighs. They were large and delicious looking despite being kept hidden under his pants. They had seen each other naked before, after all they lived together, but the thought of seeing him naked now had Jimin practically drooling. He didn’t exactly like to give oral, but he knew for a fact that Taehyung was huge when he wasn’t aroused. He really wanted to see how he looked hard.
Fingers quickly popped Taehyung’s button open before grasping his zipper and tugging it down. Jimin was so excited he could barely spare a glance up at Tae, but when he did he was so glad.
Taehyung stared down at Jimin, lips slightly parted and eyes full of pure lust. Watching as the smaller male reached into his pants to carefully pull his half hard cock out. He was already quite large, but he looked even bigger when Jimin held his cock with his petite little hands. The sight alone had Taehyung letting out a small groan.
And when Jimin started stroking him from base to tip, pumping him slowly to get him aroused he thought he couldn’t handle it. He hadn’t been laid since he and Jimin started living together, and that was over a year ago. He was forcing himself to calm down though, not wanting the moment to end.
Tae’s cock was so big when it was hard, it was ovewhelming for Jimin and he wasn’t sure he could even fit all of it in his leaking cunt, let alone his mouth, but he was going to try his hardest to take it because holy shit he wanted it all. He suddenly didn’t give two fucks about Jungkook, all he wanted was Taehyung.
His tongue darted out to give kitten licks to the tip, swiping over the leaking precum coming from the slit. Hands still stroking his cock, focusing on the base with one hand and the other massaging his balls. They must be full of cum, aching to be released. Jimin was in love. He opened his mouth, looking up at Taehyung as he slowly pressed the head of his cock into his mouth, wrapping his lips around it.
With hollowed cheeks and a flirty tongue on him, Taehyung felt as if he was going to burst at any minute. He firmly placed his hands on the other males shoulders, trying to ease him away as his tail aggressively thumped against the couch. “Jiminie.. I’m gonna..” It was embarrassing how fast he was going to cum, but as he felt the need rising, building up and just to the peak..
Jimin removed himself from his cock, squeezing the base to keep him from releasing. “Not yet! I don’t want to waste any.. I want it in me.” He muttered before giving the slit one last lick and releasing Tae completely. Using Taehyung’s knees he pushed himself up onto his feet, his arousal evident. Jimin’s jeans were soaked, he had produced so much slick that it almost looked as if he pissed himself. The sight had Taehyung rocking his hips into the air, begging for more.
Slowly and teasingly Jimin undid his jeans, pulling them down his deliciously thick thighs so Taehyung could see just how soaked he was from the sight of that cock of his. As his jeans and underwear made it down past his crotch, a very obvious line of slick attached itself from Jimin’s cunt to his underwear. Taehyung thought he was gonna die.
“Fuck, Jimin.” He breathed out, leaning forward so he could reach out and rub his fingers over the hybrids fat cunt, pressing between his lips to slip two fingers in him easily, causing Jimin to gasp and stop what he was doing, leaving his pants stuck halfway on his thighs.
Jimin wasn’t used to Taehyung acting out on his own, but he supposed he was impatient after having his orgasm stopped, who could blame him? But his fingers were sliding in and out of his hole so easily, fucking into him so good that he almost gave into it.
Almost.
With one hand on Taehyung’s shoulder, holding himself steady, Jimin pried Tae’s large hand from his cunt, whimpering as it parted. “Taetae, let me..” He breathed out, barely above a whisper before he tugged his pants the rest of the way off, kicking them off his ankles while climbing up onto the hybrids lap.
He couldn’t help but to tease, Tae was so cute when he whimpered and moaned under him, so when Jimin was on his lap he started rubbing his juicy, slick covered cunt against Taehyung’s cock, getting it nice and wet so that he could take it easily.
He didn’t need to be prepared, didn’t want to honestly. His body had never produced so much slick at once and he didn’t want to ruin the feeling of being stretched out by Taehyung’s cock. After deeming his cock wet enough, Jimin lifted himself up, hands propped on Tae’s large shoulders as Taehyung held the base of his cock. The stretch felt so good, lowering himself down onto the cock was something he imagined so many times but the real thing was so much better, he was seeing stars.
Taehyung was holding himself back as much as he possibly could, knowing he was going to burst at any moment. Jimin was so tight despite how fat his cunt was, how it dripped with slick excessively. He didn’t think in the slightest that Jimin would take him fully, but the boy was pacing himself, holding on tightly as he took more and more in.
The moment that Jimin took him all the way to the hilt he lost himself, wrapping hims arms around the smaller and pulling him close, harms keeping him pressed tight as Taehyung pushed his hips up, trying to get even deeper as he came, filling Jimin up with a thick, overdue fill of cum.
“Tae-“ Jimin moaned out, feeling himself being filled already. It wasn’t enough, not nearly. He was greedy and wanted more, he wanted to be locked together with his knot, it was probably huge.
“I hope you have more in you, cause I’m just getting started.” Placing a kiss on Taehyung’s neck, Jimin began moving his hips despite being held in such a crushing hold. His tail swayed behind him lazily as he fucked himself on Tae’s cock shallowly, unable to move as he wanted.
Taehyung was embarrassed at cumming like that, but glad that he didn’t disappoint Jimin so easily. His cock was somewhar sensitive, but he had gone so long without cumming he needed to do it again at least once. So when Jimin started to move his hips he let out a groan, tail thumping on the couch even louder as he relaxed his grip, allowing Jimin to do what he wanted.
The moans were pure music to Jimin’s ears, knowing that Taehyung’s cock was at his mercy drove him on to do more, immediately lifting himself up off his cock until just the tip was inside him and dropping back down hard, hips grinding against Tae’s before repeating the same rhythm.
Every time he took Taehyung fully, he swore he could feel him in his lower stomach, so Jimin pressed the palm of his hand against it, feeling for the bulge.
Jimin’s cunt was too much for Taehyung, he was worked up again in just a minute from the new pace that the smaller had, how he took his cock so roughly, bouncing fast all while clenching up on him. Tae might’ve been the alpha, but it was definitely Jimin who was in charge.
It was hard to keep his hips still as Jimin’s slick was still leaking everywhere, gushing down his cock and onto his legs before dripping onto the couch messily. Because of this every time Jimin dropped down on his cock he got to hear a loud, wet smacking sound. “F-Fuck, Jiminie.. So good..” Taehyung whimpered out, starting to grind his ups up against Jimin.
“Oh!” Jimin gasped as Taehyung started grinding back, although their rhythms were off he could still feel his cock pressing against such a sweet, sensitive area as he came down. “Right there, Taetae!”
He couldn’t help himself, it was both so good and yet too much at the same time. His sensitive cock was being bounced on by such a naughty cunt, sucking him back in everytime he moved away. He wasn’t able to stop the tears from rolling down his cheeks as he felt himself on the edge of cumming again. “I’m gonna-“ Taehyung cried out, his body twitching and ears pressing against his head as he came again.
Only this time it was more intense, he was too sensitive and his tears only increased but Jimin was still bouncing on his cock roughly. He knew that he was getting close, twitching around him with every thrust. “P-Please!” Tae whimpered, not knowing what he was begging for.
Jimin felt as if he was already addicted to Tae cumming inside him, feeling it being fucked in and out of him and making a sticky mess between them. Taehyung was sobbing but he was still rock hard inside him, being abused by his cunt. “C’mon Taetae, give me your knot, I know you can. Don’t you want everyone know who I belong to?”
He managed to get the words out between moans, clenching tightly around Taehyung’s cock as he tried to keep himself from cumming until he got what he wanted, but god it felt so good. Jimin slid his hands up to the taller males face, wiping his tears of oversensitivity away and pressing soft kisses to his lips. “You’re a good boy, I know you can do it.”
Jimin’s words made him feel good despite the mixture of pain and pleasure coursing through his body, but he wanted to make sure that Jimin knew that he was now owned. Taehyung gripped onto Jimin’s hips, holding them down against him and preventing him from moving anymore before he started to fuck up, whimpering through his own pain to pound into Jimin’s tight, clenching cunt.
“Oh my god!” He cried out at suddenly being pounded into roughly, Taehyung’s cock hitting all his sensitive places at once made him unable to keep control. Jimin pressed his head onto Tae’s shoulder for support as he accepted his brutal fucking, going limp with pleasure as his body twitched and tingled with pleasure, he swore his thighs were numb with the feeling of bliss right now.
His knot grew inside Jimin with every thrust, forcing itself inside the tight hole even despite Jimin’s whines and cries of it hurting, being too big, he wanted it inside of him all the way so Taehyung pounded himself in until it fit. He could feel Jimin coming around him as he practically screamed, his hole clenching him nonstop.
Taehyung’s cock hurt so much, it felt amazing but burned with pain. It was an addicting feeling he had to admit because as he locked himself into Jimin and knotted him, he wasn’t able to hold the animalistic howl down. He was loud, probably enough so that the neighbors could hear him, but he didn’t care.
His hips kept pressing up as he filled Jimin with his final load of cum, lifting off the couch until his high started to settle. Before he could get too tired he started to move, turning himself so he could lay on the couch with Jimin on top of him.
“Holy shit..” Jimin muttered as he laid against Taehyung, his cunt was fucked raw and filled with so much cum that he could feel it inside of him, locked in place by the knot.
“You smell better now.” Taehyung rasped out, throat sore and voice cracking. But when Jimin looked up at him all he saw was an adorable, boxy smile on his red, tear streaked face.
He wanted to pout. “You should have fucked me sooner, I bent down in front of you so many times and you did nothing!” Jimin complained, slapping Taehyung’s chest.