Chapter Text
Tonight was the night.
The event was talking place soon. It was a night to remember; all the packs involved in the Bighit Treaty were coming together to celebrate their new alliance. After weeks of meetings, mixing in and agreements, today was the first day of their evening celebrations.
From the West side of the woods, TXT and Enhypen were attending. Both known for their incredible technology and weapons. From the East, Seventeen and Nu'est, who specialised in pack borders and maintenance of communication. From the South, Lee Hyun Pack and G-Friend.
They were the smaller of the groups in the alliance, but they packed a punch, and were easily the best defenders of land. And finally, from the North, the strongest pack in the area... BTS. With their sheer size of around 500, they were easily a force to be reckoned with.
(AN- more like 5 million)
That being said, this pack was more of an Army, and even with only a quarter of their pack members, they would be able to combat anyone. The brutal force that their fighters were trained with was remarkable.
And they were easily the pack that were revolutionising wolf tactics. Their racial, age and gender/sexual equality, along with acceptance of everyone was off the scale. Possibly the reason for their success.
To top it off, BTS had not only one Alpha, but two. Both were well known, and despite some controversies, were undoubtedly feared by all. Together, they were the backbone of the pack.
Namjoon and Hoseok.
They had seen it all. Hate and support alike. Their relationship was doubted more than you could imagine, but time and time again they proved people wrong. They kept their public affection to a minimum, but their love for each other was never questioned. All it took was a look at each other and the silly smiles would appear.
Alternatively, they both had their Alpha sides, let's not forget. The serious, highly possessive and not taking any shit side. They didn't hesitate to back each other up if they were threatened in any way. It was a well known fact that they didn't look down on anyone or flaunt their power. They were the ultimate definition of humble.
Their Betas, Yoongi and Jin were also talked about a lot. Many people commented on the seemingly opposite attitudes of them, but in the end, that was what helped the most.
Jin was the go-to person for meetings. He got his way ninety nine percent of the time and wasn't afraid to make his opinion known. Plus, he made friends everywhere. Yoongi was better at organising, getting tactics drawn up. He silently took care of everyone, even though he pretended he didn't.
They both provided a safety net for their pack members and the Alphas.
Lastly the three Gammas, Jimin, Taehyung and Jungkook. Their most crucial role was keeping the training regimes up to standard. Jungkook led most of the runs when the Alphas and Betas were busy, and he helped everyone equally. Taehyung was the sparring and physical fighting trainer. His weekly sessions made sure everyone was in shape.
That being said, the two were quite young, and sometimes spent an hour or two chilling or play fighting with other pack members. But they didn't slack off enough for it to affect their training (or get shouted at too much).
Jimin was the self-defense expert. He doubled as a sort of pack therapist. He was always encouraging the pack members and cheering them up. He made sure that everyone of different abilities was equal and no-one was made to feel inferior.
Overall, their pack had a wide range of roles. And aside from the pack fighters, there were plenty of people who just looked after the kids, or were teachers, or liked to cook etc.
Back to the current event, taking place on BTS' turf, the only one big enough to accommodate such a big celebration.
Where were the two alphas, you might ask?
Hoseok sat down on the bed to tie his laces. He had a black suit on, paired with black slacks. On his wrist was his gold Rolex, one of the things he treasured when it came to his accessories.
Especially since Namjoon had a matching one, reflective of their wolf eyes. His watch added the only colour to his whole look, plus his dark brown hair that had been styled up and parted to the right.
The bathroom door opened, and Namjoon stepped out in his clothes. "How do I look, Alpha baby?" He asked distractedly, calling Hoseok by that cute endearment he had the habit of saying when they were alone.
It had first started when they mated, and Hoseok's first reaction had been more than adequate; he seemed to love it. Namjoon hadn't repeated it, just simply because they weren't at that level of affection yet. So the name had been forgotten for months.
Then, at some point he had remembered it again and decided to test its effects. After maybe five or six trials, definitely not all sexual ones, he concluded that he loved it too, especially the way he could make Hoseok so flustered. Then, his possessive self just had to transfer it over for everyday, casual usage too.
Something about reminding Hoseok whose he was. Don't even ask.
But eventually, that's how it stuck and became the norm. It flowed off his tongue like it was nothing, and could easily be manipulated with his tone. Whether it be playful or sexual. It was a very versatile name.
"Alpha baby?" Namjoon repeated, when he didn't get a response. He had a black suit to match Hoseok, wearing lo and behold that matching watch.
Hoseok's eyes lifted to look and he practically did a double take. He looked his mate up and down, all the way from his face to his feet.
Namjoon's silver hair was all combed backwards, exposing his forehead. It was getting long now and it reached until the bottom of his neck. He pulled off the suit incredibly well. His broad shoulders pushed against the material, giving the slightest outline of his arms underneath, which Hoseok knew all about.
He watched him walk to the mirror of their wardrobe, his back facing to Hoseok and completely oblivious to the intense gaze on him. Hoseok suddenly felt like his stomach was doing somersaults. The way Namjoon wasn't even doing this on purpose, yet had such a huge effect on him.
He got up silently, making his way to Namjoon, who was fixing his hair. He moved close enough to smell Namjoon's mouthwatering scent. It always depended on his mood, and right now it was all excited and sweet, like hot chocolate or freshly baked brownies. "Mmh, babe." He moaned softly.
Namjoon stopped what he was doing. He felt Hoseok's fingers lightly tracing his arms and his lips against the back of his neck. He met his mate's eyes through the mirror and raised an eyebrow, a small smirk on his face. It didn't faze Hoseok though, and his hands still crept to Namjoon's chest, where he felt up the muscle appreciatively.
"You look so good right now." He whispered on the back of Namjoon's neck, taking a deep breath and exhaling softly. He hummed when goosebumps appeared on Namjoon's skin. "...good enough to eat." His lips ghosted over the area.
The other ran his tongue over his bottom lip as he caught the scent of Hoseok's arousal. And it wasn't just a little tinge in the air, no. It was so heavy and thick, like it had been building up and now it was all pouring out. He could practically taste the peaches already. "Now's not the time, 'seok...."
Hoseok kissed above his collar. "Why not? Do you know how busy you've been lately?" He complained quietly.
"You've been neglecting me." His fingers trailed down Namjoon's abdomen until they reached his belt... and that seemed to be the turning point.
Literally.
Because Namjoon turned around and surged forward, meeting his lips with a hmph and giving no room for any complaints. He pulled Hoseok closer by his jaw and hips, pressing him against his body.
Hoseok struggled but eventually matched the pace, and he quickly tilted his head up to make up for the height difference between them. His hands went behind Namjoon's neck as he was pinned against the wall smoothly.
He moaned as his leg was lifted up around Namjoon's thigh and lips went down his neck. He heard the deep intake of breath around his scent gland and sighed at the kisses being planted there.
But then it stopped. The other's tongue left his skin, leaving a faint tingle in its absence.
A shiver went through his body as his mate laughed, voice deep and husky. "Down, boy." Namjoon teased, dropping Hoseok's leg slowly and swiping across his bottom lip as he put some distance between them. Hoseok's eyes flashed gold in retaliation and a growl threatened to leave the back of his throat.
Namjoon shrugged. "We don't have time, unfortunately." He had the decency of smirking when Hoseok just stared back at him.
"Yes we do, Joon. Fuck, we have plenty of time. You can't just do that and expect me to just- Joon, come on." Hoseok rushed out, trying to pull him back but failing.
The other looked up and down at him, still with that stupid smug expression on his face. "You're already like this. What would you be like if we actually fucked?"
Hoseok's mouth dropped open, only making Namjoon's smile wider. "We have somewhere to be. You're gonna have to wait." He added, knowing they really did not have time for a good few rounds of hot and heavy sex right now.
"Fine then. Have it your way." Hoseok answered, acting like his cheeks weren't as red as apples. He moved to the mirror and fixed his messed up hair. "But just so you know. You really shouldn't start things you can't finish." He huffed and started to walk out until he realised Namjoon wasn't following.
He turned back, only to catch sight of Namjoon smirking at him and touching his lips, evidently thinking of the kiss they had just shared.
"Shut up." He tutted, the growl from before escaping in a way that would easily scare anyone. Anyone except his mate, of course.
"I'm not saying anything." Namjoon answered with a laugh. He followed Hoseok, and pushed the button on the elevator. "Keep your wolf down. Even though you look sexy with those eyes." He teased instead of just leaving them in silence, making Hoseok ignore him and scowl even further.
Within a few seconds, the doors opened with a ding. Namjoon gestured for Hoseok to go in first, and then stepped in front of him as the elevator shut. He moved forward until Hoseok's back was pinned against the wall. A hum left his mouth as he adjusted Hoseok's clothes, making them neat and tidy again. Hoseok just looked straight past him, avoiding eye contact and not reacting to him.
"Later..." Namjoon began, pausing to tilt Hoseok's chin to make him pay attention. "I promise I'll give you everything."
Hoseok looked into his eyes and saw the absolutely shameless glint in them, making his throat go dry.
"You like the sound of that, baby?" Namjoon mumbled on his lips, stroking Hoseok's cheek delicately. "For how long you want?"
They stayed silent for a few seconds as Hoseok processed the words.
"It better be how I want." He whispered a moment later, giving into the prospect and losing his fake angry look. It was kind of silly how quickly he gave in, but who cared.
If there was anything Namjoon didn't do... It was breaking his promises.
Hoseok's hand dropped to Namjoon's belt again, making him tense, and his smile fall drastically. "This cock is gonna have to keep coming for me." He breathed out, smirking as the other's scent thickened with just that one line.
Namjoon held onto Hoseok's wrist, but didn't actually stop him, as he trailed his touch down to his crotch and palmed him. "Fuck." He cursed under his breath while tilting his head back.
Hoseok looked at him, proud of himself for gaining the control. He smirked and stepped away just as the elevator stopped. "Make sure you're ready, or else..." He warned, leaving his words trailing for effect.
Namjoon groaned in frustration and adjusted himself, thanking fate that there was a few seconds before the doors opened. But he still smiled, satisfied at what they had mutually agreed on, and the confirmation that Hoseok really was weak for him.
He caught up to him, grabbing his ass and leaning in to kiss his cheek quickly. "Yes, boss." He teased.
They had a brief moment of eye contact, in which Hoseok forced his eyes back to brown, but not without Namjoon getting a well deserved slap on the arm and a "Fuck off." With that, they walked out into the hall wearing their usual controlled expressions, with small smiles if you looked close enough.
There was probably over a thousand people here, and an exciting buzz was in the air. Members from all seven packs were mixing, either sitting at the tables set out or standing in large groups in the middle of the room. Music was playing from speakers either side of the hall, but was drowned out by the noise.
The tables had various foods and desserts on, each pack had brought some of their own delicacies to place. There was also alcohol, not that it made any of them drunk. Wolf tolerance was sky high. But it still went down a treat.
There was an uproar as the people noticed Namjoon and Hoseok walking in, the hosts of the party. The pair saw their pack members doing a good job of keeping things under wraps, so they made their way straight to the stage, where the Alpha table was, along with a microphone stand nearby.
They were greeted by Soobin, Jungwon, S.Coups, JR, Lee Hyun and So Jung.
(AN- just the leaders' names don't panic guys)
They moved to stand at the podium. When the music was switched off and the noise died out, everyone took their seats.
Namjoon spoke first.
"Good Evening, everyone! My name's Namjoon and this is my mate Hoseok. Thank you for being here with us today. We are very pleased to be able to meet those of you who we haven't had the chance to before. BTS prides itself in being a non-judgmental and inclusive pack. So we welcome all of you here with open arms!
Today marks the first official day of our alliance and we are proud to be able to host it here. We would like to express our sincere appreciation to all of the other Alphas who helped us make this a success. But of course, to all of you for co-operating. After so much planning and organisation, we hope we can benefit from this alliance and get on well."
Hoseok stepped forward.
"We have plenty of measures in place to make sure the night goes well and safely. I see so many children are here today too. Hope you lot all have fun with the clowns we've put to look after and entertain you." He smiled as their gammas started squawking about how sensible they were.
"I'm kidding. They are very valued members of our pack, of course." He kept a straight face, making the crowd laugh again. "Our betas are going to make sure things are going well. If you see a man about this tall, in a navy suit, handsome and most likely laughing... It's gotta be Jin."
As if on call, the beta stood up and blew a kiss to the hall, stroking his face dramatically.
"And Yoongi. Well, he's the one being dragged along by Jin. He's nice too, just wait till he smiles." Yoongi grinned shyly and waved as everyone looked to see him. "Me and Namjoon are right here too, so feel free to talk to us. All of BTS' pack members have a little purple badge on, so go ahead and ask them about anything if you're unsure. They might look scary, but trust me, they're all really nice."
BTS all started to cheer in agreement, making the Alphas smile, proud of their pack and the good impression they were having on their guests. "They're also very loud." Namjoon added, just making them cheer louder.
Hoseok laughed and shushed them, wanting to get all the formalities done and dusted. "Bathrooms are just there, and the exit is at the back. And that about concludes everything! Hope you all have a fun time and make tons of friends here. We don't want to take too much of your time, so a very warm welcome to each and every one of you. Please enjoy yourselves tonight!"
The crowd all started clapping. The music was switched back on and everyone went back to mingling.
Namjoon and Hoseok both sat at the table, smiling and introducing themselves to the other leaders and their mates. They were the only Alpha X Alpha couple. Not that it was a problem. Everyone here seemed very accepting of it.
"No work talk. Let's all just have fun." Hoseok smiled.
"Exactly. I only know Soobin as of now. But that's only because he's someone's best friend." Namjoon motioned to Hoseok. "I never should've never got him those damn video games." He joked, to which the others laughed in understanding, and some of the other games on the table confessed their undying love for their consoles.
They began small introductions about their packs, which eventually turned into telling funny stories and jokes. They had all relaxed considerably the more they talked, finding many similarities between their experiences. In between, foods and cakes had been placed in the middle of the table and served to each of them.
Hoseok smiled as he noticed there was Victoria Sponge slice on his plate, his favorite. He thanked Namjoon, who just grinned back knowingly.
"I'm surprised things are going so smoothly." S.Coups admitted with a laugh.
Hoseok nodded. "Safe to say our packs are getting on as well as us." He looked across the room. "But it's probably because there's food and alcohol." He laughed, putting another scoop of cake into his mouth.
Namjoon wiped the little bit that got on the side of his lip. Hoseok followed the movement, pupils dilating as his mate licked his thumb. "This is nice. Especially the cream." He heard being added under quietly.
That was completely intentional, if his playful expression was anything to go by. But he just ignored it. "There's some right there if you want it." He spoke, acting indifferent. He knew that it was the wrong thing to say when he saw Namjoon's smirk grow.
"I like it better from your mouth, you know what I mean? Or... your di-"
Hoseok turned away to ignore him, not letting him finish. He pretended that didn't just happen and instead caught up with the topic of the table. He hoped Namjoon didn't act up again... and his wish seemed to be granted for the next hour or so. Until the others started to talk about mates. Great.
"I need to make friends to be honest. I feel so single all the time. I'm only nineteen yet. I need people to rant to about my singleness." Jungwon joked. The couples all cracked up, cooing at his cuteness, and some making comments about how he should enjoy his unmated life while he could.
Soobin's eyes squinted as he laughed too. "Trust me, we're in the same boat. We'll find our mates soon hopefully. It's probably not as bad as these lot are making it out to be." He paused when he noticed Namjoon and Hoseok were listening to them. A devilish grin made its way on his face.
"How about you two? I mean, it's a bit different, obviously. What, with how similar you guys are in that way." He smirked, looking towards them as he not so subtly referenced the different nature of their relationship.
Everyone's mouth dropped open.
Hoseok's included. He glared at his best friend and kicked his leg under the table, a way of saying wanna die?
Namjoon rolled his eyes at their antics but played along. "We're perfect. Why wouldn't we be?" He tilted his head with a smirk, daring Soobin to say something else. His hand went out to grip Hoseok's thigh out of everyone's view, to tell him he had it under control.
Everyone sniggered and chuckled as Soobin put his hands up in defense. "I was only joking. It seems like your relationship is all smooth sailing." He laughed.
Namjoon raised an eyebrow. "Jokes on you, kid. It's a very smooth ride. I would say it's smoother than you've ever had." He put his arm over the back of Hoseok's chair and turned to him. He slowly kissed near his jaw, action full of purpose.
His fingers tightened over Hoseok's leg while his scent took on a more dominant undertone, not that anyone would be able to pick up on it.
But Hoseok could. Oh fuck, he could smell the change in Namjoon's scent so easily. His mate's scent. That rich chocolate aroma that he had was practically dripping in sexual undertones.
Namjoon had never been one to shy away from proving himself when it came to people questioning their relationship, even as a joke. To be honest the couple were rarely touchy in public... unless they were already in a mischievous mood.
This was a perfect example of it.
Namjoon was clearly playing around with Soobin, but the comments weren't entirely to prove his point. Hoseok knew full well that the words were said by purpose, to rile him up.
The table burst into splutters and sniggers, all shocked at both the PDA and innuendo. Namjoon just seemed to get encouraged by the small audience.
"Nothing beats Alpha strength, right?" He asked rhetorically, trailing his kiss to Hoseok's cheek and biting it playfully before turning back to the others. "And I mean proper Alphas, Soobin. I'm waiting for you to find a mate so they can sort you out. You're still so childish."
Hoseok pushed Namjoon away with a roll of his eyes and did his best to act normal, fighting the blush that was threatening to appear on his cheeks. Luckily, no one noticed his fidgeting.
"Ooh, you got tolddd." Jungwon and the others jeered in agreement. Soobin whacked him on the head, but joined in with a smile. "Get a room, guys." He laughed.
Namjoon sat back in his chair with a smug expression, obviously incredibly proud of himself. "Punch him for me, Jungwon." He laughed.
Soon, the joke faded out and some of the others went to mingle. The conversation at the table had long shifted to something else.
But Hoseok was in his own world. Everyone had just brushed off what Namjoon had done. Everyone except him.
The hand still gripping his thigh really wasn't helping, and neither was Namjoon's further comment about how, quote on quote, smooth their ride was. His mind wandered back to before the event and he couldn't help but think of their arrangement for after the party.
What Namjoon had promised him. It wouldn't really hurt to start early, would it?
Hoseok thought for a few more seconds and discreetly looked around. When it was clear no one was paying them any attention, he wrapped his fingers around Namjoon's wrist and led it to his crotch.
He sighed as he made Namjoon feel his cock, which twitched immediately, as if it knew who the hand belonged to. He stayed facing forward but could see the other's reaction from his peripheral vision.
Namjoon's eyes shot to him with a look of confusion, until he realised what was going on. When he did, he didn't move his hand away, and the warm press of it made Hoseok clamp his legs together, grinding slightly.
As he looked to his mate, he caught the knowing smirk on Namjoon's face. So, he entwined their fingers, standing up and leading the other to do the same.
"Do you know what? Me and Joon are just going to monitor the rest of the party. We'll be back. Yeah, don't worry." He smiled sweetly to the rest of the table, who nodded in understanding.
They made their way down the steps, walking calmly so as not to draw too much attention to themselves.
Hoseok pulled Namjoon through the crowd and down the corridors until they reached an empty hallway, far from the rest of the party. He stopped for a moment to see if they were alone.
Namjoon grinned. "I thought we were going to monit-"
Hoseok looked over his face before pinning him to the wall and kissing him square on the mouth. None of the slow, gentle movements, but straight to the needy type of kiss that left them panting.
Namjoon responded immediately and dove into his open mouth, meeting his lips with one harsh movement. He moaned at the lingering taste of cake on Hoseok's tongue, and tilted his face in order to kiss him more deeply, wanting more of it. His thumbs rested on Hoseok's cheeks while the rest of his fingers gripped the sides of his head, tugging him close. He licked his lips when they pulled away. "Sweet."
Hoseok moved back to inhale Namjoon's scent properly, mouthing at his jawline as he went further down. "It's the cream." He teased, smiling at his own words, and how he felt Namjoon's adam's apple bob as he groaned.
He followed the movement, kissing down the crevices of his throat, before getting pulled in by his unmarked scent gland. His teeth scraped the other's neck, so close to biting... so close... he just needed to...
He was pulled back by Namjoon, who growled playfully in his face. "Not now, Alpha baby." And that's when he pulled his hands off Hoseok's body, pausing their actions.
"No no no." The other groaned, resting their foreheads together. "Please." He whispered.
Namjoon stroked his cheek with a little laugh. "You just nearly marked me, baby!" He replied, sighing. "I told you. Afterwards, you can do whatever. But we can't right now. Not my fault you got wound up."
Hoseok frowned. "Not my fault? You want me to believe that?" He took a deep breath. "It's all your fault. There was no need for any of that back there. You can't say shit like that and then expect me not to react."
Namjoon laughed, coming to the conclusion that denying Hoseok just made him hornier. "I didn't even do anything! I can't believe you're getting worked up right now."
Hoseok leaned forward and kissed the edge of Namjoon's ear, before returning to his scent gland, getting wafts of chocolate his way. "Stop getting so excited. You damn well know I can't help it when you smell amazing, and look like this..."
"Then, maybe I'll leave my suit on when we fuck." Namjoon remarked, getting a muffled moan in response.
He tilted his jaw up, allowing Hoseok to kiss there until he felt hands at his belt again, planning on undoing it. "But later. You need to get a hold of yourself, baby."
Hoseok scoffed. "You shouldn't have started it before the party. Then, this wouldn't be happening. You don't know how hard it is to hold back, Joon! Fuck you!" He growled in his face to show his displeasure.
The other seemed to think over the words for a second, taking them in. "Yes, I do know how hard it is! I'm your mate! I know what you want! You think I don't want to just give it to you?" He growled back in a tone harsher than Hoseok's.
He grabbed the other's hips and switched their positions, pushing him where he was a second ago. His hand clutched his jaw. "You think I don't want to mess you up? Because damn it, Alpha baby. You, of all people should know that I want you more than anything."
He groaned when he noticed what Hoseok's expression looked like, practically drooling.
"Why do you think I kissed you before? It's not like I was doing it by purpose. I wasn't even planning on it!" He exclaimed. "But when you said I'm neglecting you? Shit, baby, I hate those words coming out of your mouth. It gets me so fucking fired up. Makes me wanna keep you all to myself and spoil you. I hate not giving you what you want."
He ran his thumb over Hoseok's lips, calming his tone down into more of a sensual one. "You know, all the people back there think we aren't touchy. That we're an innocent and shy couple. Or that we always 'make love' and don't 'fuck'... but they don't know our relationship the way me and you do. We aren't like that, are we?"
Hoseok opened his mouth, letting Namjoon's finger press down on his tongue. He shook his head slightly to answer the question.
Namjoon bit his bottom lip. "I know you're definitely not being shy right now." He lifted one of Hoseok's legs around his and leaned in, taking a deep breath near the side of his neck, smelling the sweetest aroma of peaches. "I know why you're worked up. I can see you. I can smell you. You're so good at acting all serious and professional, but you can't pretend in front of me."
He stroked the underside of Hoseok's thigh. "Because I can fucking tell it's one of those nights. It's been too long since you felt me like that, hasn't it...?" His tone went deeper.
"You're craving me. You wanna be fucked up hard. You want my cock, Alpha baby."
He picked up on the outburst of the other's scent and looked at Hoseok's wide and 'shy at being read so easily' eyes staring at him.
Hoseok sucked on his finger, whining at the way the other has just said that so bluntly.
Namjoon fought the urge to boast in triumph, and instead carried on, keeping lookout on the rest of the corridor to make sure they were completely alone. He pressed his thumb down on his tongue again.
"Trust me, I'm gonna give it to you real hard. You always moan my name so much when I'm on top... when I'm the one in control."
"Joon..." Hoseok whispered around his finger, confirming it.
"Mhm, exactly like that, baby. I love how it sounds on your lips... and I'll carry on just because of that. I'm so selfish when it comes to you." Namjoon answered almost immediately.
"I might mark you up while I'm at it." He paused and smiled. His other hand went to Hoseok's neck, stroking his knuckles against it. "No, definitely mark you up, because you look so pretty like that, and so mine. I'll be able to see the effect I had on you. You'll be able to see and feel it too, remember it all."
Hoseok let out a shaky breath, feeling the silver metal of his watch against his scent gland.
They had time to spare so Namjoon continued. "How deep my cock reached inside you. How hard I was for you, and how good I made you feel. How good you made me feel."
He replaced his finger on Hoseok's mouth with his own lips, just short of kissing him. "And you will remember, I'll make sure of it. Because you already know how long we last, baby. I'm not gonna deny you, I swear. You won't even have to ask; I'll already be giving it, without a doubt."
He put some distance between their lips to avoid kissing his mate, scared he would lose it if he didn't. Kind of pointless when he was already getting ahead of himself just imagining it. And even more pointless when his thigh was slotted between Hoseok's legs, feeling his mate's cock grinding against it slowly.
"Alpha's gonna work hard to make it so good for you, for us. I promise. Over and over again. I'm gonna fuck you like that, you hear me? Gonna keep going, keep going, keep going until we-"
"Come!" Hoseok gasped shakily. "Until we come." He repeated quieter, cheeks flushing and mouth finally opening to breathe. He didn't know why they were being so vocal at the moment. Maybe it was the anticipation. Or maybe just how desperate he was.
Either way, he had no complaints.
Namjoon snapped out of it and groaned on his lips. "Exactly, baby." He grunted, clenching his jaw at how he nearly got carried away. He regained his self-control, becoming stoic.
"If you want that, you're gonna have to wait. Okay?" He muttered, forcing himself to settle his wolf eyes that had just surfaced. He pecked Hoseok's lips when he got a nod in response. Then, he moved away, leaving the other to catch his breath.
"But I need you now." Hoseok whined, leaning his head against the wall. He huffed while he adjusted his half hard-on, thankfully hidden well by the looseness of his slacks.
"Patience is a virtue." Namjoon replied while looking him up and down, giving him a few minutes to recuperate too.
As they calmed down, the traces of their arousal vanished into thin air, a practice that the pair had gotten used to doing in their very touch-heavy relationship. Hoseok cleared his throat and nodded after a few moments. "Patience is a virtue." He repeated, rolling his eyes when Namjoon slapped his ass.
"That's my Alpha baby." He heard, making him smile amidst his mock irritation.
Then, they both went back to the main hall, mixing with the guests again, as good hosts do.