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Jungkook wasn’t the type of alpha who should need a rut service. He was twenty five, a CEO of a prodigious company, and drop dead gorgeous. Jungkook could have anyone he wanted. The problem was behind the exterior he was a very shy alpha, who didn’t really have the time to court an omega. He became flustered and stuttered when he tried to flirt with any cute omega. So, a rut service was the easiest way for him to cope with his ruts.
Just like every time before Jungkook showed up promptly five minutes before his time slot. His skin was just starting to crawl with the tingle of want. He walked into the sterile white facility. The stench of cleaner burned his nose but he tried his best to ignore it. A receptionist behind the desk flashed him a friendly smile, waving him over to her.
“Good afternoon, welcome to Happy Heats. O you have a reservation?” Her smile made Jungkook nervous, it didn’t help that she was a rather attractive omega. He shifted from foot to foot, rubbing at the back of his neck anxiously.
“Yes, Jeon, Jeon Jungkook, it was scheduled for four.” He praised himself internally for not stuttering too bad. The girl tapped on the keyboard , and printed a few sheets.
“Alright, Mr. Jeon. I have you down for four days, obviously if your rut or your partner’s heat last longer we can adjust your slot. I just have some paperwork for you to look over and sign then we can get you up to your room. Your partner hasn’t checked in yet.” She handed over a clipboard and Jungkook began to read. The first page was the same as always. ‘Do not mark your partner’ ‘No biting unless given expressed permission’ ‘Contact can be terminated at anytime.’ It went on for twenty five more common sense boring rules. He signed and dated the bottom of the page and turned to the next. That page was information about himself. The first half was standard address, exams, etcetera. The second half was what his partner would see. All he had to do was review the page and make sure there were no changes. He quickly signed, eager to view the page on his partner. He flipped the page hastily.
Number: 13793-4922
Name: Taemin
Age: 29
Gender: Male Omega
Scent: Lavender
Safe word: Shiny
Hard limits: none
Jungkook smiled at that. He liked a more adventurous omega. He didn’t like when he was stuck with an overly whiny, pampered omega. He’d actually put his preference in his profile last year after one too many whiny omega. He scanned through the rest of the page, they seemed compatible enough. It’s not like they had to get along as long as they were fucking. Jungkook signed the consent form, handing the clipboard back to the receptionist.
“Thank you Mr Jeon. You’ll be in room 1425. Take the elevators to the right. If you need anything room service is available 24 hours. Your partner should be arriving at anytime.” Jungkook turned to leave after she handed him the keycard. “Oh and Mr Jeon, enjoy your stay at Happy Heats.” She flashed him one last brilliant smile before he left for the elevators, his ears evidently red.
Jimin was not in a good mood. His heat was just under the surface searing his skin off. He was hot, sticky, and beyond uncomfortable and worst of all, he was still at work. To say he was irritable would be an underestimation. He had originally planned on getting off work at two so he’d have enough time to go home, shower, and be at Happy Heats by five. It was 3:45 and he was still following Mr. Kim around his home taking notes.
“Did you get that Jiminnie, I need reservations for tomorrow at that new place in Gangnam. 7pm me and the Mrs. Do you got that Jiminnie?” It was the ninth or tenth time that the elderly man had asked him today, and Jimin had made the reservations last night when he had emailed him at home.
“Yes Mr. Kim, you have reservations for 7pm tomorrow night. Your driver will be here at 6:30 to ensure you are on time.”
“Thank you Jiminnie, I don’t know what I’d do without you.” He clapped Jimin on the shoulder, causing the omega to shrink away. “Oh that’s right, you wanted to leave at two today. I’m sorry boy. I hope it wasn’t anything important.”
“It’s alright sir. Anything else you need?” Jimin gritted his teeth into a forced smile. Mr. Kim was a kind man but he was rather forgetful in his advanced age.
“No Jiminnie, I’m good. Oh you were leaving for your heat, that’s right. I’m so sorry deer boy.” He clapped Jimin on the shoulder again, causing him to cringe and pull away. “I’m sorry, Jiminie, go ahead and go. Enjoy your heat.” He awkwardly winked at Jimin. Jimin didn’t wait another minute and bolted for the front door. He bid goodbye to everyone he passed, practically sprinting to his car as soon as he was outside. If he made good time he could get a quick shower in before heading over. But he’d be cutting it close. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat as he waited in traffic. 4:10, he was probably going to be late. But he couldn’t imagine showing up without showering, he’d just have to take a quick five minute one, and skip blow drying his hair. The longer Jimin waited in traffic the more on edge he got. He could feel his heat creeping more and more to the foreground of his conscience. He was grateful for the plug he had decided to slip in that morning or his seat and pants would be ruined with slick by now. The last thing he wanted to do was embarrass himself.
He finally made it home, 4:25. If he had any hopes of being on time he’d have to leave in five minutes. So without any time wasted, he jumped in the shower, scrubbing his skin quickly until it was pink. Unfortunately, even with the abuse to his skin and sopping wet hair, he still didn’t make it back out the door until 4:35. He would need a miracle at this point to be on time but hopefully he’d only a few minutes late. He wanted to get there as fast as possible, he could feel his omega pulling at the reins of control in his mind.
Jimin didn’t make it on time, not even close. He called apologizing profusely, especially when he ran into a car accident that caused him even further delay. It was nearly 5:45 when he finally pulled into the parking lot at Happy Heats. He wanted the day to be over, he was agitated, hard, and all too ready to have his brains fucked right out of him.
Jungkook paced the room he had been given. The front desk had called up at 4:30 to inform him that his partner hadn’t shown up yet. It was now nearly five and Jungkook was beyond pissed. He’d never had an issue like this before. He called down to the front desk ready to unleash his frustration on someone.
“Front desk how may I help you?”
“This is Jeon Jungkook, I was wondering on the status of my partner.” Jungkook took a few breaths to at least sound a fraction friendlier than he felt. It wasn’t the receptionist’s fault, he reminded himself.
“Ah Mr. Jeon, yes we were just going to call up. We are currently working on your situation.” This didn’t sound good. “Unfortunately, we are currently working on finding a new, compatible partner for you. We are so sorry for the inconvenience.” The receptionist didn’t sound sorry enough to Jungkook’s alpha. “We’ll let you know as soon as we have an arrangement. Is there anything I can do for you in the meantime?” Jungkook thought of a few vulgar things, his alpha was extremely agitated but he kept the sentiments to himself.
“No, thank you.” He slammed the phone onto the receiver growling. Happy Heats was suppose to be the stress free way to fuck and forget about it. However this time proved to be a giant pain in the ass. He flopped back onto the bed growling some more. He was so hard it was painful but he hadn’t touched himself, too afraid his partner would walk in and he’d embarrass himself. But to hell with that, his patience had grown thin. He was praying they’d find a replacement soon or he didn’t know what he’d do. In the meantime he’d have to go at it solo, the thought put a nasty taste in his mouth but he didn’t have another option. He began by rubbing himself through his pants but it only made things worse. So he slipped his hand into his boxers wrapping it around the base. He hissed as he began to move his hand, far to dry and not even close to getting himself off. All he could think of was the tight wet heat of an omega. His pants were too tight and he wasn’t getting anywhere except more frustration. He finally broke down shoving his pants and boxers down roughly. The air felt chilly against the bare skin of his cock as he took up stroking himself once more. It wasn’t at all satisfying but at this point it was something to do . He closed his eyes willing his imagination to take over.
Jimin scurried up to the reception desk. “Park JImin, I called, sorry I’m late.” He was out of breath from running across the parking lot with his duffle bag bouncing against his butt. His skin felt like it was boiling off and he was beginning to sweat. He was grateful that he made it safely to the center, he was always worried that his omega would take over and he’d end up doing something he’d regret.
“Ah Mr. Park. I’m glad to see you finally made it.” The receptionist typed on his computer for a moment. “It appears your original partner didn’t want to wait.” Jimin involuntarily whined, he couldn’t help it. His omega felt rejected. It was just one more thing to add to his shitty day. “No worries Mr. Park, we actually have an alpha who’s omega cancelled. Let’s see if you are compatible.” He typed for another minutes, while Jimin bounced on the balls of his feet anxiously. He printed a paper and handed it to Jimin.
Number: 12792-9527
Name: Jungkook
Age: 25
Gender: Male Alpha
Scent: Fall leaves
Safe word: golden
Hard limit: none
Preference: adventurous omegas, likes to explore other’s kinks, rough sex
Jimin blushed as he read the preferences, his omega purred internally while reading. He was considered a rather adventurous omega. He was rather surprised to see such a young alpha but he wouldn’t complain, he usually ended up with middle aged alphas and that wasn’t his taste.
“So, sir, do you think you would be compatible?” n The receptionist looked at him expectantly.
“Yeah, I think so,” Jimin shifted, he really didn’t care if they were compatible at the moment, he just wanted to get dicked down, any alpha would do.
“Alright give me a moment to contact him. I’m sure he will be fine with it, he’s been waiting since four. He was growing a bit impatient last time he called down.” He punched in some numbers on his phone and waited for the alpha to pick up.
“Hello sir, this is Sojin with front desk. We’ve found an omega that…” he was cut off by the man on the line. “Yes he’s here…” Once again cut off, he furrowed his brow as he listened. “Would you like to know about him?” Jimin couldn’t hear the alpha but from the look on Sojin’s face he was an agitated alpha. “Yes, I understand sir. If you are sure I’ll send him up. His name is Jimin.” Sojin hung up the phone a few moments later. “Alright Mr. Park, I just need your signature on a few forms and you can be on your way up.” Sojin flashed him a nervous smile. Jimin thought that he should be nervous or even slightly afraid of the alpha that awaited him but instead his omega was excited. It didn’t help that he was also agitated and ready to get this over with. Jimin skimmed the papers, it was all the same old, same old, and he singed. He handed the forms back over and adjusted his duffle bag on his shoulder.
“Alright Mr. Park, here’s your keycard room 1425. Elevators here to your right.” Sojin avoided Jimin’s eyes. “Ummm...obviously he is expecting you. If you need anything, don't hesitate to call.” Jimin bid Sojin good afternoon, not wanting to make the alpha wait any longer. He was anxious, his heat clouded his judgement. He almost bulldozed over another omega as he rushed down the hall to room 1425. He paused outside the door for a moment to calm his racing heart. Normally he’d feel filthy being so eager to get to the alpha but he was strung to his breaking point and didn’t care how it looked. Without another thought he slid the keycard into the door and opened it. As soon as the door opened Jimin was assaulted by the smell of fall. Musky fall leaves lured him into the room and the sight before him caused him to clench around his plug, moaning softly.
Jungkook looked up at the sound. Before him stood the most ravishing omega he’d ever seen, and it wasn’t just his alpha talking. He was laying on his back still stroking himself as he appreciated the omega they had sent him. He was beautiful, blonde, and though still clothed, Jungkook could tell he had a great body. The omega was shifting under his gaze trying to avoid looking at his cock on full display.
Jimin wasn’t exactly sure what to do. It was clear by his blown out pupils, his eyes nearly black, that Jungkook’s alpha was incontrol. The intense gaze and scent of the alpha was pulling Jimin’s omega even further to the surface. Jungkook watched him growing impatient by the lack of movement from the omega. His alpha was confused by the omega being so far away. He couldn’t figure out why he just stood there instead of coming closer. He crooked his pointer finger on his free hand, beckoning the omega closer. He could see the omega, he couldn’t remember his name from the phone call, was aroused. The bulge in his pants was a big indication even though Jungkook couldn’t smell any slick. He was confused by the lack of smell. He could smell a faint vanilla scent over his own but there was no smell of slick anywhere. When the omega still didn’t make a move from his place by the door Jungkook growled with agitation.
“Omega come here,” his voice was low and gravely, nothing like it was normally. Jimin seemed to snap out of his thoughts at the command. He took a moment to take off his shoes and obeyed the alpha walking up to the side of the bed. He stopped just out of Jungkook’s reach. The alpha rolled onto his side languidly inspecting the omega now that he was closer. Jimin took the opportunity to check out the alpha as well. His body was long and rippling with muscles. Jimin nearly moaned, this may be the most perfect accident, he hated to admit it to anyone but he had a strength kink. “Omega, why don’t you come closer?” He smiled at Jimin but it came across far more sinister than friendly, too many teeth. Jimin obey, his omega couldn’t seem to resist the alpha’s commands. He stepped up until his knees bumped the bed. Jungkook sniffed the air taking in Jimin’s sweet vanilla scent. But even at such close proximity Jungkook couldn’t smell any slick. “Why can’t I smell your slick omega?” he asked plainly. He wasn’t in the mood to beat around the bush. Jimin seemed nervous by the question or maybe embarrassed. He shifted back and forth between his feet.
“My name is Jimin.” He didn’t mind being called omega but he at least wanted the alpha to know his name. Even if it wouldn’t matter in a few days.
“Alright Jimin, why can’t I smell your slick?” Jungkook was growing impatient. The urge to mount the succulent omega was becoming unbearable. The more he inhaled the vanilla scent the needier he became. He had never smelled such an amazing smell in his life. Jimin in turn looked down at his bare feet before finally answering.
“I, uh, I had to wear a plug, I, uh, had to work today.” Jungkook groaned in response, his cock growing even harder if that was possible. Jimin responded with a soft moan of his own his eyes meeting the alpha’s. The lust he saw there brought another wave of arousal crashing through his body. Jimin was pretty sure that at this point he’d do anything the alpha before him asked as long as he was inside him. Jimin finally broke down and allowed himself to glance down at the juncture of Jungkook’s hips and moaned with want. Jungkooks’ cock stood proud against his stomach, it was angry, red and Jimin was sure it’d take both his hands to fit around it. Jungkook smirked as he watched the omega eye his cock. He stroked himself once, making sure the omega got a good view.
“Let me see you beautiful.” Jungkook tugged at Jimin’s shirt, clearly offended by the fabric. Jimin pulled the shirt up and over his head revealing his flat, toned stomach. Jungkook leaned forward running a hand up the soft heated flesh of his stomach. “So beautiful,” he murmured to himself. Jungkook had never said such things to an omega, he’d never seen one worth of the sentiment. He was thankful for the circumstances that lead him to this place, even if he was frustrated in the process. The alpha ran his hand back down the omega’s stomach brushing his fingers over the soft dark hair of his happy trail. Jimin shivered, his pants growing even more painfully tight. He whined when Jungkook cupped Jimin over his pants squeezing his bulge, eliciting the most sinful of moans. Jimin whimpered when Jungkook pulled his hand away.
“Alpha,” he whined. This seemed to please Jungkook’s alpha. As a reward he rubbed Jimin through his pants again.
“Omega,” he paused to choose his words. “Jimin, why don’t you take these off and show me the plug you told me about? It must be uncomfortable having it in all day.” He purred continuing to touch the omega. Jimin whined, he couldn’t deny the alpha nor himself anymore. He reached for his belt fumbling with it a moment before discarding it to the floor. He sighed in relief as he freed himself from the confines of his pants. Jimin pushed them down stepping out of them. Jungkook growled possessively as Jimin’s creamy thighs were exposed. He reached out squeezing one of the thick thighs on impulse. He sat up on the edge of the bed, Jimin between his knees. Jungkook wanted to see all of the omega in front of him. The more he saw the more he wanted. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of Jimin’s boxer briefs and paused for a moment, looking the omega in the eyes, asking for permission. Jimin nodded a little more eager than he intended. Jungkook pulled the fabric down revealing Jimin’s flushed leaking little cock. “Cute,” Jungkook muttered, soft enough Jimin barely heard. He took the cock in his hand and gently squeezed it. He ran his thumb over the sensitive head, catching a bead of precum. He brought it to his lips, licking the salty drop with the tip of his tongue. He kept his dark eyes locked with the omega’s through the entire action. Jimin moaned, his legs nearly giving out from under him.
“My...my safe word is mochi. I don’t do piss play or scat play.” Jimin interrupted his own sentence with an obscene moan. JUngkook had reached around and gripped his ample ass cheeks in his hands. The flesh spilled out over his grip and Jungkook hated to admit it, especially in his rut hazed state, but he could grow addicted to the ethereal creature in front of him. He was already in love with the vanilla scent of the omega, it was soft and much more appealing than the overbearing scent of every other omega he’d spent time with.
“That’s not my thing anyway omega. However if you don’t that thick ass of yours on this bed now I might have to take drastic measures.” Jimin took the statement as a challenge, his heat causing him to be bold with the stranger. He turned around, breaking Jungkook’s grip on his ass. He presented his ass to the alpha. To say it was the most amazing ass Jungkook had ever seen was an underestimation. It was round, perky, and Jungkook was sure it would jiggle if he smacked it. So he did just that. He gently slapped the right cheek and watched as it reverberated. “Are you always such a tease omega?”
“No,” Jimin moaned, but even as he said it, he pushed his hips back presenting his ass even more, practically sitting in the alpha’s lap. Jungkook took the action as an invitation and grabbed a cheek in each hand. He spread his cheeks finally getting a glimpse of Jimin’s purple jeweled plug.
“Such a pretty plug.” He pressed against the base of it, twisting it gently. Jimin gasped choking on air. “Can I take it out?” Jimin panted, nodding. “Jimin, I’m going to need words.”
“Yes,” he choked out. He was beyond aroused at this point surrounded by the alpha’s intoxicating pheromones. He was having a hard time forming coherent thoughts, and was sure he’d scream in frustration if the alpha wasn’t inside him soon. Jungkook gently gripped the base of the plug and eased it out of Jimin’s sensitive hole. He was instantly assaulted with the smell of vanilla sugar. He almost missed the night stand with the plug too busy watching a stream of slide run down Jimin’s thighs. Jimin was whimpering now, his hole clenching around nothing. He pressed his ass back closer to Jungkook, nearly brushing his chest. “Please,” he begged.
“Soon omega. Can I taste you first?” Jungkook had never wanted to taste an omega so much in his life. He felt as if he’d die without it.
“Yes, please alpha.” It was becoming harder and harder to form sentences. Jungkook wasted no time spreading Jimin’s cheeks revealing his puckered pink hole. He leaned forward licking a wide strip up the omega’s crack. He tasted even better than he smelled. Jungkook continued to lick at Jimin’s hole and down over his thighs refusing to allow even a drop of slick to be wasted. Jimin was beside himself with pleasure. He whimpered and moaned, his legs shaking under the onslaught of pleasure. His skin burne and he wanted more. “Alpha,” he moaned, begging the alpha to understand what he needed. Jungkook seemed to, in a blink of an eye he had Jimin resting on his back among the pillows. Jungkook situated himself between Jimin’s spread legs continuing his ministrations. He sucked at Jimin’s hole finally sliding his tongue into the hot wet confines. Jimin cried out in pleasure as Jungkook began to fuck him on his tongue. It was heavenly but still not enough. Jimin began to beg incoherently for more. Jungkook complied adding a finger alongside his tongue. It was messy and obscene but the best heat Jimin had ever had and they hadn’t even fucked yet Jungkook’s neglected cock became painful as he continued to eat out the omega.
Jimin was growing impatient wanting more than anything for the alpha to be deeper, wanting to be impaled on his thick cock. He pressed his hips back into Jungkook’s face, practically smothering him. Jungkook leaned back, catching his breath. He was a sight with slick and saliva running down his chin, a smirk plastered on his face. He slipped a second finger inside the omega, to replace his tongue. He fucked the omega open, soon enough adding a third finger.
“Harder,” Jimin cried out, eyes hazed with lust. “I like it rough.” Jungkook didn’t need to be told twice. He soon was roughly fucking his fingers into the omega. He knew when he found Jimin’s sweat spot by the obscene cry of pleasure that burst from his lips. Tears traced tracks own his face as he fucked himself down onto Jungkook’s long fingers. “Right there. More. More. So close.” Jungkook continued to thrust his fingers hitting Jimin’s sweat spot everytime. JImin came without warning, crying in ecstasy, cum splattering his toned stomach in milky ropes. His chest heaved with labored breaths as he came down from his high. Jungkook didn’t relent fucking him with his fingers, as he licked the cum from his stomach. Jungkook even cleaned the cum from his cock as it was already becoming hard once more. He sat back on his knees once the omega was clean, pulling his fingers from Jimin’s greedy hole. Jimin whined, making grabby hands at Jungkook. He was a panting mess, sweaty with disheveled hair. Jungkook couldn’t help but laugh as he positioned himself over the needy omega.
“It’s alright omega. I’ve got something you’ll like so much more.” He wrapped Jimin’s legs around his waist as he positioned his angry cock at the omega’s leaking entrance. He slowly pushed in, the head of his cock breaching Jimin’s tight hole. He hissed at the tightness. “Gods you’re so tight.” He fought the urge to plunge deeper in one quick thrust. Even in the haze of his rut he would never intentionally hurt an omega. “You were worth the wait,” he admitted. He didn’t know why he said it but it felt right in the moment. He paused a moment, halfway into Jimin to allow the omega to adjust.
“More, please harder. I want all of you.” Jungkook’s restraint snapped and he thrusted, bottoming out, his hips slapping against Jimin’s ass. Jimin cried out digging his blunt nails into Jungkook’s shoulders. Jungkook stilled waiting for the pained look on Jimin’s face to ease. The stretch burned and it took a few deep breaths for Jimin to adjust to it. He soon wiggled his hips against the alpha. Jungkook experimentally pulled out slightly to slowly push back in. Jimin moaned with want spurring Jungkook to start a rhythm of long, slow strokes. He pulled out until just the tip remained inside before pushing back in.
He kept up his agonisingly slow pace, driving them both to madness. Jimin grew impatient digging his heels into Jungkook’s back. The alpha growled hoisting Jimin’s ankles over his shoulders bending the omega nearly in half. He didn’t seem to mind though, easily stretching into the new position. The new angle was even better causing Jungkook’s cock to hit Jimin’s prostate with every stroke. Jimin cried out in pleasure coming once more on their sweaty stomachs. He tightened around Jungkook’s cock almost painfully bringing the alpha closer to his own climax. His thrusts became erratic as his knot began to form as his knot began to form. Jimin spurred him on, hard once more, scratching down the alpha’s chest.
“Knot me alpha please.” Jungkook growled thrusting deeper his knot breeching Jimin’s tight hole. With a few more thrusts he was cumming, burying his face in Jimin’s neck. He resisted the urge to sink his teeth in the supple flesh, instead licking at the omega’s scent gland. Jimin whined as he was filled with the alpha’s cum. “Please,” he begged delirious and close to yet another orgasm. The alpha sat back on his heels still connected to the omega by his knot, he cocked his head looking down at the begging omega. He wrapped his hand around the omega’s neglected cock, stroking once, twice, three times and the omega climaxed again, though this time only a dribble of cum escaped his spent cock. Jimin cried out due to the over stimulation as he came down from his high. Jungkook released his spent little cock and began to pet the omega’s sides reassuringly.
“You’re so perfect little omega. You took my cock so well. Look at you full of my seed.” Jungkook continued to praise Jimin, running his hand over Jimin’s swollen belly. He shouldn’t feel possessive over the omega, they were strangers, however his alpha felt possessive and was pleased by the swell of the omega’s belly. Jimin began to purr as the alpha continued to compliment him and stroke his belly. He was the most content he could remember. Soon enough, Jungkook’s knot deflated allowing him to gently slip out of the omega. He collapsed next to the sated omega. He knew it wouldn’t last long. He could already feel the heat under his skin, he cock slowly twitching back to life. But he took the brief moment he had to watch the omega laying beside him. He was still purring, shifting to press himself up against the alpha.
They laid in silence for a few moments but it didn’t last long. Jimin began to shift uncomfortably, his little cock hard once more and slick staining his thighs once more. “Alpha, can I ride you?” Jimin’s expression was far too innocent and earnest for the filthy words leaving his mouth. He was a mess, sticky cum covering his stomach, slick and cum leaking from his abused hole. His hair was disheveled, sticking up everywhere. He was perfect.
“Yes omega. You’re going to look so pretty bouncing on my cock.” Jimin purred louder, preening under the genuine compliment. Jimin positioned himself Jungkook’s cock. Jungkook wrapped one hand around his own cock and the other around the omega’s hip. He steadied Jimin as he lowered himself down onto Jungkook’s cock with a hiss. Jungkook didn’t understand how it was possible but Jimin was still unbelievably tight. “How can you still be so tight?” He got out between gritted teeth. He was fighting the urge to thrust up into the sweet heat above him, distracting himself watching the omega pleasure himself. Jimin grinned teasingly squeezing around the alpha’s cock, laughing, a tinkling fairy like sound. “You little minx.” Jungkook half growled, half laughed. This was Jungkook’s favorite rut already and they were still just starting.
Jimin started to grind down on Jungkook’s cock swivelling his hips in seductive circles. He scratched down the alpha’s chest, leaving angry red marks, as he tried to find purchase. The alpha gripped the omega’s hips harder in response, leaving little bruised indensions. Jimin moaned as he used Jungkook’s cock to abuse his own sweet spot. Jungkook was enjoying the view but he was becoming agitated by the slow pace at which the omega was going. Jungkook growled trying to convey his frustration but the half lucid omega didn’t seem bothered.
“ Omega,” he caught Jimin’s attention his eyes dangerous. He took the moment, in which the omega paused, to plant his feet and thrust up into the tight heat above him. Jimin immediately collapsed, crying out in pleasure.
“Please alpha. More please.” Jimin begged, even if he didn’t really know what he was begging for anymore. Jungkook pistoned his hips up into the omega slamming into his prostate with every thrust. Jimin was crying, babbling nonsense, overstimulated and on the verge of cumming. Tears streaked his beautiful face. “Alpha please,” he begged again, his cock leaking, painful, and flushed red. Jungkook took the omega’s cock into his hand and stroked him in time with his own thrusts. It didn’t take long for Jimin to come all over Jungkook’s hand. He cried out completely collapsing limp on the alpha’s chest. But the alpha wasn’t finished yet. He continued to pound into the used omega, he felt his knot begin to swell and then they were locked together. He barked out his pleasure filling the omega with even more cum. Jimin was so full it was painful, but his omega was satisfied. Jimin was purring once more, licking lazily at the alpha’s sweaty chest, as they waited for the knot to deflate. Jungkook soon joined him in purring, enjoying the relaxed atmosphere that had descended upon them. Jimin was soon drifting off in the haze of sleep knowing that they would be at it once again soon enough. For once he was looking forward to the rest of his heat, instead of dreading it.
The next three days were much the same. They both lost track of how many times Jungkook knotted Jimin. By the time they were both lucid, Jimin could hardly walk and was starving. “Should I order us some food?” Jungkook asked still knotted inside Jimin. They had just finished their last round which was much slower and calmer than those before it. It was an end to both Jungkook’s rut and Jimin’s heat.
“Oh gods yes, I’m starving.” Jimin giggled burying his face in Jungkook’s neck. Jungkook joined him in laughter running his fingers through knotted blond hair. When his knot finally deflated he pulled out as gentle as possible, the poor omega’s hole was swollen from abuse and painful. He rolled over, grabbing the phone and calling the front desk. He ordered a variety of food, far too much for two people but he was starving.
Jimin hobbled to the bathroom to shower while they waited for the food. This was the part of the stay that he hated most. He was always embarrassed about the way he acted during his heat. He showered, scalding his skin with the hot water. He gingerly cleaned the cum from inside himself. HIs omega whined in protest but he ignored it. The alpha was a stranger, nothing more. The food had arrived by the time Jimin exited the bathroom. It smelled amazing causing his stomach to growl. He tried to compose himself, averting his eyes from the still naked alpha.
“I’m going to shower quick, um go ahead and eat whatever you want.” Jungkook hurried past him, closing the bathroom door in a hurry. Jimin found it a bit odd. Usually he was the only awkward one but this alpha seemed just as awkward and shy. Jungkook exited the bathroom a short while later to find Jimin finishing up. Jimin awkwardly stood wanting to get going, he usually didn’t stay to eat after his heats. He gathered his things while Jungkook started to eat.
“Ummm well thank you,” JImin rubbed the back of his neck. It was an odd thing to thank someone for. Thanks for the best sex I’ve ever had, just didn’t seem right to Jimin.
“Ummm yeah, it was fun.” Jungkook wanted to die, fun, he was embarrassing himself. He watched as Jimin put on his shoes. It felt like the omega was leaving too soon but if he stayed much longer Jungkook was sure to start stuttering.
“Well, I’m off.” Jimin reached for his duffle bag.
“Can I request you for next time?” Jungkook hoped he didn’t sound to eager. There was just something amazingly different about the omega. Jimin was taken aback by the question at first but smiled his eyes disappearing in little half moons momentarily.
“Yeah, I’d like that, I’ll request you too.” And with that he left. Jungkook smiled after him feeling triumphant.