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“So how’s your omega?”
They’re sharing fried chicken, and Namjoon pours beer into Jungkook’s plastic cup. They’re sharing drinks after work. Their own omegas home, now with two of Namjoon’s omegas pregnant they haven’t hung out like they used to. Not that Jungkook often would bring his own omega anywhere.
“Still the same. Or maybe he has accepted his nature a bit better now, he’s becoming slightly hungry for alpha’s cock.”
“Is he? Hn… I think you like him like that though, there’s no way an omega could otherwise control an alpha like that. How long have you had him, now? You should have been able to discipline him already.”
Jungkook only snorts. Namjoon intends to insult him, but he knows his own Jinnie the best. Jin has no control, not even over his own body. “Yeah, I like him like that. It makes me relive the day I met him.”
Unmated, foolish enough to try and survive in an alpha’s world. Jungkook wonders if omegas just are that stupid that they think they can fool alphas, or whether Jin secretly wanted this to happen to him. Because omegas are too dumb to pass as alphas. But maybe they’re too dumb to even realize that. Still, such a tease, temptation, Jungkook couldn’t help but mate him immediately on the spot when he realized that Jin was nothing more than a bitch.
“Yeah, first matings are usually like that. I remember me and Yoongi. Although he adapted to discipline pretty fast. Especially when I mated my second omega.”
“Really?” Jungkook asks. He has known Namjoon and his omegas for a while, and they all struck Jungkook as being in a loving, mutual relationship.
“Yeah. When being the first, they are so used to having all the attention, they become cocky. When you bring in the other omega, they realize that their only purpose in life is serving their alpha. They’re otherwise useless. So Yoongi really started to need my attention after Hoseok came into the picture. Have you thought about having your second omega soon?”
Fuck. The thought of Jin begging is sending shivers down Jungkook’s spine. “Actually, yeah. I really would like to breed someone.” But he’s made sure Jin wont get pregnant, and the memory of Jin with his legs spread wide, crying in the doctor’s office while they inserted the iud gives Jungkook goosebumps.
“But not Jin?”
“No.. I want to breed someone in a loving relationship. Jin hates me. But fuck, he drives me insane. I have a special kind of love for him. He’s my bitch, all I can think about is constantly degrading him. He’s so demanding it’s difficult to build other relationships on the side.”
“Listen, I can tell you enjoy omega bitches pushing you around. But you can always find disobedient omegas outside of your household and have your fun like that. I liked Yoongi being disobedient, too. But life is a nightmare like that, it’s much better when they obey you on a daily basis.”
“No other omega would be as fun as my bitch, though. I love the way he resists.”
“Actually, I have a proposition for you.. why don’t you bring over your bitch for us all to play with? Me and my omegas would enjoy it. And I think you would, too. And it would be good for him, to be degraded like that. And learn how to enjoy other omegas. You don’t want him and your second omega to fight. You know, since you already struggle with one. We would teach him how to be the perfect toy bitch for you.”
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“Come on, lean over.”
Jungkook pushes against Jin’s back, towers over him. Grabs him by the wrists, and leans them both over, forcing Jin’s hands against the counter. Once Jin stays put and leans down, Jungkook takes a step back. He lifts Jin’s skirt, the kind of skirt that Jin still hates, even after six months of wearing them. He folds the hem and rests it on Jin’s lower back, revealing his light pink panties that sit snugly against his ass, his cunt. His fat cunt that the fabric creases into.
Jungkook drops to his knees and pulls the panties down with him. Jin’s legs shyly try to close down, he drops his hips down. A prude, even if he should feel comfortable around his alpha now. When Jin tries to lift his feet off the panties that are pooled around his feet, Jungkook grabs his ankles and forces Jin immobile. With his panties around his legs, he can’t move around as much.
He uses his left hand to push Jin’s cheeks apart, and his right hand to slather the hot wax on Jin’s skin with a stick. Jin flinches, whines like a bitch and tries to squirm away. “Too hot for you?” Jungkook coos, and honestly, Jin should be used to this already.
And when Jungkook pulls the strips off, Jin cries loudly. Jungkook shushes him like a baby, rubs his ass soothingly. When Jin is hairless, like how Jungkook prefers him, he wipes the residual wax off Jin’s skin with oil and tries to rub at the red, upset skin. Jin’s legs tremble, his knees shake and Jungkook is sure he can hear Jin’s teeth clattering. “Come on, let alpha kiss it better.”
He misses the angry skin on purpose and instead lands his nose straight up Jin’s pussy and inhales. He can’t help but snicker when Jin jumps up and pushes Jugkook’s head away, a meager “don’t” with tears streaming down his face. His skirt falls down to hide his perfect cunt, but his panties are still pooled around his ankles.
Jungkook stands up, wraps his arms around Jin to inhale his sweet scent. “Now you’re all dolled up for alpha again,” he purrs, and from around Jin’s back he sneaks his hand up Jin’s skirt to fondle the now silky skin, the wet folds. Jin shakes in his hold.
He’s painfully hard, but he lets Jin recover. He knows how sensitive his princess is towards pain. “Let’s get ready for bed.”
Later, they get into bed. Jin is in his nightgown, hem reaching just about half of his thighs. Jungkook threw out Jin’s pajama pants and shirt that he normally prefers. He would prefer Jin to sleep naked, like Jungkook does every night, summer or winter, but he lets Jin cover himself so that Jin can get a good night’s sleep and not be cranky in the morning, as omegas tend to do. However, the gown is thin and fits Jin’s figure beautifully, so when Jin lies down, back towards Jungkook, Jungkook can’t help himself but wrap himself around Jin.
He grabs Jin’s thigh and lifts it, pulling Jin’s nightgown up. “Let me see what you look like now that you’re healed.” He sits up, sliding his palm against Jin’s soft skin. Jin stares into the wall, he’s pliant. Jungkook cups Jin’s pussy, and while his hand plays with the now soft, hairless area around his cunt, his thumb rubs between the folds, dipping into his cunt, teasing. “Fuck, you’re such a perfect omega, Jinnie..” Jungkook can’t help himself but gently pinch Jin’s clit, making him jolt.
“No, don’t say that,” Jin whines, squirms, he’s getting wet, silky soft juices covering Jungkook’s thumb.
“Come on Jinnie, your cunt really likes the attention it gets, when will you let it enjoy it?” Jungkook smirks, his thumb now knuckle deep in his bitch’s cunt, digging hard into Jin’s g spot, his other hand still grasping onto the thigh and holding it into the air. Jin fights it, so Jungkook’s grip is bruising. Jin’s neck is red, his ears, he’s looking anywhere but them. But his cunt likes it, its pulsating around Jungkook’s thumb.
Jungkook’s own cock is now rock hard, resting against his thick thigh. So he pushes Jin’s thigh down, forces him on his back, slides his hands up Jin’s sides to get the nightgown out of the way. He rubs his cock tip against Jin’s recently waxed skin before he plunges deep, down to the hilt. He drops down on his elbows on either side of Jin’ s chest, leans down. Jin tries to look away, but Jungkook lowers his face so their noses touch. And when Jin turns his head, Jungkook follows him, until Jin stays put and just closes his eyes. Jin’s arms lie awkwardly stiff on his sides, and Jungkook would prefer it if Jin touched him, but..
He starts to thrust, slow but powerful, the bed creaking with their movements, and he’s breathing heavy on Jin’s face as he does. Jin is slick and warm, he hugs his cock just right. “Omega… Namjoon invited us to his home tomorrow.”
Jin doesn’t answer. He whimpers and his legs tremble when Jungkook drags his cock in the right way, and he puffs air against Jungkook’s face. “We are gonna play with him and his omegas.”
Jin’s eyes shoot open. Jungkook’s cock throbs at the defiance in his eyes, the anger so close to his face. He thrusts harder, sending Jin up and down the bed. “Why? Isn’t what you’re doing to me enough?” Jin whines, complains, voice shaking with Jungkook’s thrusts.
“Shh, omega, it will be good for you. Namjoon’s omegas will help you get more in touch with your omega side, so you can enjoy our time more.”
He’s still staring at Jin when Jin’s eyes start to water, and suddenly Jin’s limp arms are covering his eyes. Jungkook sits up, slows his thrusting to pull Jin’s hands away. He wipes Jin’s tears. “Don’t worry omega, don’t feel stress. It might sound difficult for your simple omega brain, but we are gonna take care of you.”
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“Uhh.. maybe the other one was better, put it on again.”
Jungkook loves the glare that jin sends him. He sits on the bed, putting on his jewelry while Jin stands awkwardly in the middle of their bedroom, trying on dresses.
“Fuck you! I hate them all! What does it matter, they’re all disgusting, why?” Jin yells, and Jungkook pays him no mind. The closer they’re getting to the hour, the more Jin’s lips tremble, the more wound up he becomes, the more stressed and emotional he gets.
“Put the other one on, come on be a good omega and obey your alpha,” Jungkook orders calmly. He doesn’t hear Jin moving, but suddenly he hears the dress tear.
“Fine!” Jin growls, and Jungkook looks up to see Jin just ripping the dress he’s wearing off. It angers Jungkook greatly, his omega disrespecting him this much, so he jumps up from the bed, corners Jin and reaches his hand under the dress and pinches Jin’s clit hard.
“Ow!” Jin yells out and his legs give out from the pain, falling down to his knees in front of Jungkook.
“Why are you tearing my gifts for you? Ungrateful bitch. Get up,” Jungkook growls, grabbing Jin by under his armpits and dragging him to his feet. “I expect you to get dressed without any difficulty, be perfect for us today, and don’t misbehave like this in Namjoon’s home, do you understand?”
Jin nods, and Jungkook smiles at him, kisses him. Jin gets dressed into the black dress that Jungkook chose for him without further fuss, and Jungkook tests the functionality of the dress by testing how easy it is for him to lift the him. Watching Jin’s laced panties, he’s satisfied, kisses Jin again.
“Gorgeous, omega, so perfect. Come on, they’re waiting, let’s get going.”
The car ride there is tense. Jungkook can hear Jin’s teeth clatter from fear occasionally. When they’re parked outside Namjoon’s house, he pulls Jin into him, pushes his head against his scent gland. “Shhh, your alpha’s here. We’re just gonna have fun today, just relax.”
Jin doesn’t respond, but he is turning putty in Jungkook’s embrace. Stupid omega. Can pretend to resist and hate himself all he wants, but at the end of the day, his body just wants his alpha.
Namjoon greets them excitedly at the doorstep. “I’m so glad you both could come,” he smiles, and Jungkook smiles back. “I’m so glad we were both invited, right, Jinnie?”
Jin is behind him, but he reaches to pinch Jin’s wrist. “Right,” he meekly agrees.
They pay him no mind. “Come in,” Namjoon invites them, and they enter. Once inside, all three of Namjoon’s omegas are in sight, standing behind Namjoon. Yoongi, Hoseok, Taehyung. They all look beautiful, dressed up in dresses suiting their own personalities for the occasion. “Go on, say hello to our guests.”
They all string a hello after each other, but then Hoseok addresses Jin directly. “Jin, I’m happy you could come, it has been a while. You have become even more beautiful!”
Jungkook feels pride swell inside him, and Jin’s lack of response doesn’t worry him at all. Instead he pushes at Jin’s lower back to come out from hiding, to follow their hosts.
“We cooked dinner for you,” Yoongi announces, and he looks gorgeous. The pregnancy suits him. His stomach has grown very large, and you can tell he’s much further along his pregnancy than Taehyung. His cheeks have become fuller, more colourful. It fills Jungkook with longing.
Jin notices it too. “Y-you’re pregnant,” he exclaims, his voice breaking and everyone lets out a laugh at him, who just blinks his eyes like the dumb omega he is.
“Yes, omega. That’s the only purpose of omegas,” Namjoon laughs. Jungkook waits for Jin’s protest, a month or two ago a statement like that would have sent Jin on a rampage. But now, instead, his lips just tremble. He’s becoming dumber and dumber. Probably from all the good cock he’s been getting.
They follow the hosts further into the house, being led to the dining room with the table already set. Jungkook is pushing Jin to go in front, where Yoongi follows him, looking at him with stupid eyes. Yoongi grabs Jin’s hand, trying to put it atop his stomach.
“Come on, feel my pup.”
“No!” Jin growls, pulling his hand forcefully away. No one seems to be concerned about Jin’s rudeness. Perhaps because everyone but him knows that Jin will have to confront the bodies of pregnant omegas later in the evening, whether he wanted to or not.
Yoongi leads Jin to the table while the rest go to prepare the food.
“Have you adjusted to life with your alpha yet? I remember how difficult it was for me in the beginning, I hated it. But the sooner you let go, the sooner you realize that being mated is the best for you,” Jungkook can hear Yoongi whisper to Jin, who just scoffs.
Whether Yoongi feels sorry for Jin or Namjoon instructed him to calm Jin down, Jungkook doesn’t know. But he is happy for the efforts by Yoongi to get some sense into the thick head of his omega.
“’Let go’, you’ve just been fucked stupid by your alpha, there’s no way that’s what you actually believe,” he can hear Jin growl. He pretends not to hear them, because in reality he should be bending Jin over and punishing him in front of everyone. But he likes it. And surprisingly, Yoongi doesn’t mind either.
“Hyung, don’t say that in front of the alphas. I’m just looking out for you. You’re the one making yourself miserable, you’re making it so hard for yourself.”
“Whatever, I can’t believe how stupid you sound right now.”
When they all gather at the table, he pretends he never heard the words they exchanged. Jin eats unnaturally little, he keeps dropping his chopsticks from his nerves. He drinks quite a lot. He’s quiet, and now with the alphas around, whenever any omega addresses him, he answers briskly but politely.
Politely even to questions that Jungkook knows set Jin off.
Such as:
“Will you and your alpha soon get pups?” by Taehyung, innocent.
Jin is red. “We haven’t talked about it.”
“Are you able to properly take care of your alpha, he works very hard after all?” Hoseok asks.
“I try,” Jin answers with pursed lips.
Jungkook can’t help but feel impatient, pent up, excited. He is so deeply aroused, just from how humiliated Jin already is by the sheer nature of the questioning of his omega peers.
Jungkook can’t wait. At the end of this evening, Jin is going to be completely humiliated. They will break him down completely, exhaust him, degrade and ruin him until his walls of reservation crumble, and lets himself be what he really is supposed to be. His bitch omega toy.