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Jimin and Yoongi like barhopping, playing up being shy, nervous, delicate little virgins to lure in an alpha to act as their toy for the night. They'll stake out a spot at the end of the bar or in a back corner booth and huddle together, practically in each others laps as they look around, playing at fear, two soft omegas, smelling ripe and ready to pick, to eat, visiting their first bar, naivety making them vulnerable and easy.
When an alpha rolls around hoping to get a shot with one of them, they go doe eyed and blushy, nuzzling each other for comfort, wrapping each other and the alpha up in their scent until the alpha gets absolutely drunk on it. They take them home with them then, stumbling and staring after the omegas drunkenly, pleased grin on their face like these big dumb stupid alphas are the ones walking away with a conquest.
When Jimin and Yoongi get them back to their apartment and coaxed into their bed with soft, fleeting touches and bashful looks and flushed cheeks and shy whispers of "please, it's our first time, don't wanna be alone, wanna hold his hand, you'll take care of us, right alpha?” When they've got them vulnerable and drunk on pheromones laid out on their backs so they can examine them, hands drifting over their bodies, casting frightened glances towards the erection between their legs, Yoongi and Jimin each take on of the alpha’s hands, press a kiss to their palms before pulling them to rest over their heads.
"Keep still alpha, please, can we play?" And the alphas grin, stupid, so stupid, and Jimin and Yoongi press their combined scent down over them until they almost choke on it, watch their eyes get hazy and their tongues loll from their mouths, looking like nothing more than dumb beasts in heat. They hardly even fight when Jimin and Yoongi fasten their wrists to the headboard, just for insurance, easily soothed with soft strokes over their chests or limpid eyes looking at them beseechingly from under downturned lashes or a hand drifting softly, softly, the barest touch, over their cocks, already thick and ruddy and spilling enough precome to make a mess of their bellies. Then they move to touching each other, putting on a show, licking wetly into each others mouths, hands at each others chests, tugging and twisting at nipples until they've got each other squeaking and moaning.
Yoongi's always so impatient, so ready and wet and he ends up grabbing at one of Jimin's hands, pulling it down between his legs so Jimin will flick at his clit and reach his fingers (too short, never quite enough) inside of him, prepare him for the prize of their hunt. He returns the favor for Jimin, stroking slow circles with his long fingers over Jimin's entrance because he knows he likes to draw things out, hates having an orgasm chased out of him before he's had a chance to savor the build up.
The alpha beneath them is nearly forgotten, desperately craning their heads to catch a glimpse, eyes straining to see where their hands disappear between each others legs, but they've played this game enough they know just how to angle themselves to keep their pets in suspense. Once Jimin's worked three fingers into Yoongi's cunt, he pulls away from the older, pets at his hips, slick smearing onto his skin from the pruned up fingers he's slipped out of him. One last kiss and they separate, Jimin sliding out of the way for Yoongi to swing his leg over their toy's side, straddling them. They always end up bucking their hips up, feet pressing hard into the mattress as they try to fuck into Yoongi, wildly, desperately, but Yoongi just sits up on his knees, swaying his hips teasingly before smacking meanly at their cocks where they rest on their bellies until they settle down, and only then does he wrap long fingers around their flushed cocks. He slides a condom on with smooth, practiced motions, and sits down on them just as easily.
It's always too much at first, always a shock to be suddenly filled, to feel himself being spread open, body pressed apart to make way for their rude dicks, Yoongi almost hates them for it in some weird a way, how good it feels, how satisfying it is, wishes he could say he didn't need it, didn't crave it. He has to give himself a moment to rest, breathing in so deeply his chest swells with every inhale and his tummy caves in when he breathes out.
Jimin keeps the alphas distracted in the mean time, laying down beside their toys, throwing a deceptively strong thigh across their waists so they can't try to fuck up into Yoongi and throw him off track. He strokes at their chests, plucks at their nipples, and it's always funny when they enjoy it but don't want to show it, thinking that liking having their nipples played with is too much an omega thing.
Slipping his own fingers between his thighs to fuck into himself once, twice, he gasps when he pulls them out again, biting his lip on a whine, and smears his slick all over the alpha's lips, giggling when they stick their tongues out desperately, trying to get a real taste, and rewarding their efforts by shoving his fingers into their hungry mouths. He repeats this, dipping his fingers into his wet pussy to gather up his slick on his fingers and let them clean it away. They get loopy from it, bodies almost totally slack at this point except their stupid cocks twitching desperately away in Yoongi's pussy, and the omegas share a grin, reaching out to tangle their fingers together briefly before Yoongi leans forward to rest his hands on the alpha's chest for leverage, bringing himself up slowly with trembling thighs, making sure the alpha is looking him in the eye as he does, knows and understands that it's Yoongi who's going to fuck them, not the other way around as much as they might try to convince themselves later, before he lets himself drop back down with a cocky smirk. Jimin outright laughs when the alphas cry out, voices breathy when they haven't even done anything but lay there, so lazy and already somehow wrung out.
Every moan and broken cry that comes after just makes him wetter, makes him clench his thighs together and look up at Yoongi where he's sitting above them, glorious, sweat matting dark hair to his face and eyes squinted almost fully closed, looking so beautiful that Jimin can't help but rise up to kiss him, gently, back to the alpha because they don't deserve to see that kind of intimacy from them, before he backs away to let him keep fucking the come out of the spoiled alpha beneath them.
When the alphas show signs of coming before Yoongi, Jimin kindly reaches out to wrap thumb and forefinger around the base of their cocks, squeezes down to halt the orgasm in it's tracks so Yoongi can work himself to completion on them, finishing with fingers teasing his own clit and Jimin smiling up at him, sweet expression at odds with their positions.
After Jimin's helped Yoongi slide off of them, pressed kisses to his cheeks and forehead and massaged his thighs to dissuade any cramps from forming, it's his turn. He starts slow, the alpha already on edge, knot just about to pop, turning his hips in slow circles, fucking up and down in tiny increments until finally, finally, they come, wasted semen filling up the condom inside him and knot swelling just inside his hole.
It's always stunningly good, satisfying in a way that's almost visceral, like eating a good, hot meal and feeling it fill his belly with that warmth, and he moans in appreciation, murmurs an almost mocking "thank you alpha," as he continues to swivel his hips, testing the pull of the knot inside of him, teasing both himself and the alpha. The alphas are always so sleepy after coming, want to curl up around the omega they've stuck their fat knot into and fall asleep, but Jimin's fun has just begun. He clenches around their cocks, lets them feel his cunt working on them, screws down meanly onto their knots when they start to look like they're going to fall asleep, milking them of their cum in a way he knows borders on painful when they're so hyper sensitive.
This is when they're the weakest, most vulnerable, voices gone higher and softer, any words that manage to escape their pheromone induced fevers coming out slow and slurred, half strangled on moans fighting to escape their mouths. Jimin thinks they're so cute he just has to tease them /more/. So he screws himself down harder, eyes closed and teeth biting into his plush bottom lips until Yoongi smooths his thumb over it, slips it inside his mouth to press down on his tongue. His fingers press beneath his chin and he uses this grip to turn Jimin to look at him so he can see the pleasure in his pretty face.
"Come on Jimin, work that knot, fucking wring that little cock out good baby, you can do it," and he swings a hand out only to bring it back to smack at Jimin's ass, the younger omega squeaking first at the shock of the sound and then the sting that spreads out from the impact, cunt clenching and releasing around the knot inside him. He nods, they both ignore the desperate whining of the alpha below, and Jimin fucks him hard, circling and grinding his hips, pulling himself up sharply so the knot strains harder against his entrance, until he feels like it’s on the verge of popping out of him. He can feel the condom filling up more inside him, can feel the reservoir swelling more and more with come and squishing inside of him and he wishes he could feel it for real, wishes he could have it dripping from him, wishes Yoongi could lick him clean afterwards, can imagine it, long fingers working in his cunt and tongue pressing hard against his clit, and just imagining it has him cumming, sharp little gasps signaling his orgasm and his arms, once supporting him, collapse beneath him and he flops forward to be caught and cradled by Yoongi. "Good boy, you did so well baby, so fucking good."
The alpha is an afterthought, they're politely chased out in the morning with sweet smiles, with their knots deflated and a cum filled condom thrown in the trash can, bewildered but pleased smiles on their faces, likely reconstructing the entire night in their minds into some great conquest on their part. Jimin and Yoongi have the footage from those nights though, stored on two different hard drives just so they've got back ups to watch back and enjoy whenever they please.