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Swords clashed and Kim Dokja ducked, barely avoiding the blade that swung towards his neck. From his crouched position, he striked his sword upwards, right for his opponent's left shoulder.
Standing up, he blocked the stab to his abdomen, countering it with a swing to the side of the torso which the other parried.
He was exhausted, sweat clinging to his skin, his breath short. Moving his feet to step back, Kim Dokja almost slipped. That mistake could've costed him the fight. His opponent advanced forward harshly, making it harder to think and defend himself.
Gripping the hilt with all his might, he attacked the other, going right for his thigh. The blade of his sword was pushed up in a second, making him wobble back and save himself from losing his arm.
A slash filled with golden energy moved by his head, the quick movement cutting through the air with a distinctive sound. Retreating a few steps, Kim Dokja straightened his back before countering the next attack in mid air, making their swords stop right in front of them.
Pushing the other's blade roughly to the ground, Kim Dokja pointed his tip to the side of the taller's neck.
"Why must we do this?" he said distraughtly, sweat rolling down his brow.
The other stiffened at the words, breathing heavily, chest rising with each breath.
"Why must we fight?" he asked, confronting the other.
The taller started to take in a stance with his feet, attempting to raise his sword.
"Keep your blade lowered."
Letting out a sigh, Kim Dokja clutched the hilt of his sword with strength he didn't know he possessed.
"Let's not dance this dance no longer. Let's accept our feelings," he shouted, eyebrows furrowing.
"There's no need to pretend, if we so deeply wish to hold each other."
Lowering his own sword, Kim Dokja whispered.
"Let's just love each other."
Silence over took the field, the two staring at each other. After a while, the taller sighed.
"Kim Dokja. Stop doing this."
Sheathing his sword, the other continued.
"If you wish to take a break, just say so."
"Where's the fun in that?" whined Kim Dokja, pouting childishly.
"Joonghyuk-ah... Is it so difficult for you to have fun and play forbidden lovers separated by their nations with me?"
Wiping his forehead, Yoo Joonghyuk grimaced at the shorter's words. Sheathing his own sword, Kim Dokja leaned forward and gave a soft peck to the alpha's cheek.
"Love you."
Yoo Joonghyuk smiled back with a small smile, humming. Wrapping his hand around Yoo Joonghyuk's, Kim Dokja held his hand as they walked to the singular bench in the training grounds.
Ever since their...embracing, he and Yoo Joonghyuk have been way more intimate. They always cuddled when they had time, held hands and leaned on each other. Secret kisses were exchanged in the shadows, along with them sneaking into the other's tent when everyone went to sleep.
Currently, they hadn't really taken it up a notch to mingle in the sheets again, just cuddling and holding each other was enough. In Kim Dokja's defence, it's been less than a few weeks since their first time, so there was no need to rush things.
Besides, the skinship is amazing.
Other than just being able to be close to the other, they had also built up a quite the tolerance for each other's pheromones. It wasn't anything impressive, in no way, but it was a huge progress for them.
They could finally hold hands without patches. Whoever, it was for a short period of time, since after too long it did still start hurting. Compared to before—when they couldn't even stand a brush against their wrist glands—it's a huge improvement.
Smiling to himself, the two alphas made it to the bench. Letting their hands go, Yoo Joonghyuk grabbed one of the the water bottles set on the bench, Kim Dokja reciprocating.
Taking a nice swing of the cold refreshing water, Kim Dokja capped the bottle, putting it down.
Yoo Joonghyuk on the other hand seemed to have opened the shop menu, searching through that. It's not like Kim Dokja could see the window, but it was quite obvious from the younger's hand movements in the air.
Sneakily, Kim Dokja shifted closer to the other, their shoulders touching. Sensing no discomfort from the other, he placed his hand on the lower back of Yoo Joonghyuk.
In honesty, it was his favourite place to hold the other. Slowly, he rubbed his hand in minuscule circles, applying pressure. Yoo Joonghyuk's shoulders relax immediately, the smell of a pleased alpha becoming more prominent in the air.
Resting the side of his head on Yoo Joonghyuk's shoulder, Kim Dokja let out a content sigh, freeing some of his own restrictions on his pheromones.
Their pheromones rested next to each other in the air, attempting to mix like a mated pair's scents would. However, it wasn't as successful since they were alphas. The pheromones mixed together wonkily, some areas too rough and others uneven.
Sadly, they didn't merge together perfectly. The scents refused to come together, resisting each other, too violent to make anew. It upset Kim Dokja. They couldn't bathe in the comfort of their mixed scent, the smell that would smell new, yet exactly like them both. Like home.
It was a little something that made him detest being an alpha. The luxury that omega and alpha pairs get, the thing that he wanted often.
Kim Dokja nuzzled the shoulder with his nose, calming himself.
There was no need to be upset, since they were slowly getting there.
Looking back, their pheromones are mixing way better now. When they mixed their scents together back then, the pheromones were aggressive, cutting through each other, over taking in a territorial manner.
They refused to mix, like water and rock. No matter how much they both attempted to combine them, they had a strong and clear separation.
Now, it's more like water and oil. You could stir them together and they'd infuse for a small moment before pulling apart. This time, small pits of their scent still lingered in the other's—a little something Kim Dokja absolutely loved.
Letting himself relax in their haphazardly mixed scents, Kim Dokja closed his eyes, ignoring the slight burning in his nose.
"Kim Dokja."
"Hm?" asked the older lazily, his free hand coming to wrap around the arm he was leaning on.
"...When's your rut?"
Kim Dokja stilled momentarily. Blinking his eyes opened, he raised his head, looking at the other. Yoo Joonghyuk was looking at him, face completely serious.
"Ah, that's... It passed around a month ago," Kim Dokja said, guiltily looking away.
"You didn't tell me," came an immediate response from Yoo Joonghyuk.
Sneaking a glance at the taller, Kim Dokja got surprised to see the way the other alpha's eyebrows were knitted together in an almost sullen expression.
"No!— It's just— It's..."
Yoo Joonghyuk just moved his gaze to the ground, frowning slightly.
"No, no— Baby, it was during the main scenario, I didn't have time—I used suppressants! I didn't even go through my rut, I used suppressants," Kim Dokja rambled, panicking, trying to comfort his lover.
Letting go of his arm, Kim Dokja brought his hand to Yoo Joonghyuk's face, tilting it to face him.
"...Love... I'm sorry for not telling you, I thought...it wouldn't matter, since we were so busy that I couldn't even go through it."
Yoo Joonghyuk looked at him before giving a chaste kiss to Kim Dokja's forehead.
"Don't apologise, it's not your fault."
"...You're not upset?" Kim Dokja asked, softly brushing his thumb over the defined cheek.
"No. I was...thinking."
Relived was an understatement for what Kim Dokja felt. At least Yoo Joonghyuk understood him. He swore the other looked sad, but maybe he really was just thinking.
"What were you thinking about?"
Leaning into the hand on his cheek, Yoo Joonghyuk stayed silent before murmuring.
"...My rut starts next week."
Oh.
Feeling weirdly restless suddenly, Kim Dokja tried prying a bit.
"Hm... And how are you gonna spend it?"
Looking at the other with hidden curiosity, Kim Dokja almost jolted when he felt arms set themselves on his hips.
"I was thinking... Do you want to accompany me?"
.
.
.
Kim Dokja swore his heart skipped a beat.
"Y-yeah— Yeah, okay—yeah, of course."
One of Yoo Joonghyuk's hands made their way from his hip to his hair, ruffling it lightly.
"You don't have to if you do not wish to."
"No, I want to, Joonghyuk."
Smiling softly at his lover, Kim Dokja was full of anticipation. He really hoped he could help the other alpha during his rut. It would be better for them both if that worked, since then they wouldn't have to suffer through them in pain.
Kim Dokja sighed silently. Enjoying the intimacy, Yoo Joonghyuk suddenly pulled away, face straight.
"Back to training."
Kim Dokja let out a exasperated groan.
"Already?! C'mon... You're killing me!"
.
Kim Dokja was pacing around his room. It had been a few days since Yoo Joonghyuk asked him to help him with his rut and well, it seemed like it started today.
The taller was all grumpy in the morning, ears getting progressively redder and breaths more ragged. Han Sooyoung even asked him if everything was alright, since in her words he "looked like shit."
Obviously, everything wasn't fine, but Yoo Joonghyuk is surprisingly good at controlling his pheromones, especially during ruts. It's impressive to him.
Not that that's something Kim Dokja struggles with, no...
The whole morning, Kim Dokja couldn't push down his anticipation, but now that it was inching evening, he wasn't so sure anymore.
Should he go to Yoo Joonghyuk or will the other come to him? They hadn't really talked out how things will go.
Biting the inside of his cheek, he winced when he bit too hard.
Haa...
It won't be that bad to go check on the other, right? The taller had locked himself into his room after lunch, not saying anything. It made Kim Dokja worried. Did he not want him to help?
Before he could spiral down to the pit with his thoughts, Kim Dokja gathered himself and looked through everything he needed in his coat.
Patches? Check. Water? Check. Condoms? Check. Suppressants, in case?.. Check. Spray? Check.
He knew he was a bit too worried. He's already checked the items at least six different times, making sure he got everything he needed. He even thought about wearing something easier for Yoo Joonghyuk to pull off him.
He opted to stay in his clothes because he was too embarrassed to put something like that on.
Maybe he should loosen himself before hand? It was obvious he was bottoming, since it was, well, clear. There was no way he could top the other alpha when Yoo Joonghyuk's alpha instincts are at it's peak, wanting to be territorial and take control.
It'd be easier on them both if he did it himself, since then the poor alpha doesn't have to waste time stretching him while he's in rut. It'd be pure for him.
Kim Dokja's never fingered himself, but there's a first time for everything. Pushing his hands into his pockets, he rummaged around for a bit.
Where is his lube?
...There's no way he lost it.
Oh god.
The worst part is that he can't just go and get more. The dokkaebi bag doesn't sell adult stuff, and well, most stores that did have lube are all demolished to the ground!
Hell, he had to go so far and search himself crazy for the last one.
Kim Dokja was walking around in circles in the middle of his room like a crazy maniac.
It's not like it could've really lost. The only time he took it out was when they last did it. He even vividly remembers putting the bottle on the nightstand afterwards when he cleaned the bed!..
When he cleaned the bed.
...Fuck, he definitely left it in Yoo Joonghyuk's room.
He was gonna go check up on his lover anyways, so he can just grab the lube and quickly run to the bathroom when he's made sure the other is okay.
Bracing himself for the pheromones attack, Kim Dokja took a few deep breaths and lowered his own as best as he could. Walking out of his room, he walked up to Yoo Joonghyuk's door.
It was quiet in the room. Not like he could hear anything anyways if something was happening, the walls are quite thick. Sucking in a quick breath—he could already smell the pheromones—, Kim Dokja knocked on the door three times.
He waited a few seconds. Hopefully, the taller will open the door, since he couldn't do it himself even if he wanted to; Yoo Joonghyuk had locked it.
He stood there awkwardly until he heard the door hinge rattling. There was clumsy tumbling with the door until the distinctive click of the door unlocking could be heard.
In the blink of an eye, the door swinged open, narrowly missing Kim Dokja. Before Kim Dokja could even get scared by the door, he was pulled by the collar and pushed against a wall. The loud thud of a door closing and him colliding with a wall heard could be heard at the same time.
A groan was pushed out of his lungs at the impact, followed by a yelp.
"Yoo Joonghyuk! What are you—"
Hungry lips pressed against his, pulling and biting them. A particular rough bite had Kim Dokja gasping out loud. The split second his mouth opened was enough for a tongue to invade it, licking inside of it like it was an oasis.
A thick scent made itself known to Kim Dokja when he breathed in finally. It stung, his body cramping and the hairs on his skin standing up in alert. His heart started pounding, instincts telling him to fight, to push the other and run.
Desperately grabbing a handful of the taller's hair, Kim Dokja yanked it as hard as he could. He pulled Yoo Joonghyuk's hair back just enough for Kim Dokja to see his face, a whimper falling from the former's lips.
The other alpha's eyes themselves were completely hazy, but they were squinted in sharp predatory way. Strong defined arms were caging Kim Dokja to the wall, one of them holding his collar tightly in a fist.
If he looked close enough, he could see how Yoo Joonghyuk's body shook slightly, mouth open in harsh pants, teeth bared in a threat.
A pained hiss left Kim Dokja's mouth, legs almost giving out. Clasping his free hand to the other's shoulder, he tried to bring the feral alpha to attention.
"Yoo Joonghyuk— Pheromones, t-they're too thick. I—Hurts..."
Immediately, Yoo Joonghyuk's grip on his collar loosened. A fearful expression over took his face as he took a few wobbly steps backwards, slumping against the closed door.
"...I... Haa... Dok..."
Pinching his nose closed, Kim Dokja grabbed inside his coat, pulling out a spray.
"It's...okay, just, come back to your sense."
He sprayed it around him quickly, making sure to not aim it at the slumped alpha. Slowly, the air began to become more breathable, the pheromones disappearing. This was definitely a good purchase.
The spray is a pheromone neutraliser. It's supposed to be used when you have to get rid of heavy rut or heat pheromones quickly. It has it's downsides, but currently it's a literal life saver for him.
Gulping down some air, Kim Dokja tried moving to the window while supporting himself against the wall. He took a single step before an angry growl came from the other. A warning.
"Yoo Joonghyuk," bit back Kim Dokja, angry.
"I'm going to the window, calm down."
Getting to the window without further complaints from the other, Kim Dokja opened it at the top, gulping down the air, filling his burning lungs with fresh air.
Now that his mind is clearer...that wasn't a way to talk to an alpha in rut. He might've been lightheaded and upset, but the other is still in an fragile state, presenting himself to Kim Dokja.
Turning around, he found the other sitting on the floor in a crunched position, fingers digging into his thighs as he rested his head on his knees. The sight made Kim Dokja's heart ache, wanting to comfort his lover.
Taking a pair of patches from his coat, he applied one to his neck fast. With careful steps, he made his way to Yoo Joonghyuk, crouching in front of the other.
The pheromones were awfully strong, already clogging up his nose again.
Placing a soft hand on the other's cheek, he raised Yoo Joonghyuk's head, making him look at him. Carefully, he wrapped the bandage around the alpha's neck. A growl bubbled up in the taller's throat at the proximity, but he didn't make a move to push him away.
Bandage secured, Kim Dokja cupped the other side of his face with his free hand. He leaned in, smiling apologetically.
"...You alright baby? You got a little territorial—I'm sorry if I scared you," came soft words from his mouth.
The alpha looked up at him, eyes lidded as he gasped out harsh breaths. Slowly, arms wrapped around Kim Dokja, pulling him in. Yoo Joonghyuk nuzzled into his neck as if trying to smell him.
Laying one of his hands on the wide back, Kim Dokja just caressed the alpha, letting him do whatever he wanted.
"There you go. Deep breaths, calm down."
They sat there, on the floor, for a few minutes until Kim Dokja deemed Yoo Joonghyuk had gotten himself under enough control. Standing up with a groan, he guided the alpha up to the bed, letting him sit down on the edge.
Kneeling down in front of him, Kim Dokja placed his cheek onto the muscled thigh.
"Feeling better?"
"...Kim Dokja," came a rough voice. A gentle hand placed itself on the side of his face, cradling it.
"Are you...hurt?"
Kim Dokja blinked a few times.
"...Me?"
Kim Dokja was surprised. Yoo Joonghyuk was worried, for him? It was cute, seeing the latter look at him with worried eyes when his whole face was blushing furiously, arms shaking with exertion.
"I'm alright, it didn't hurt," Kim Dokja said, soothing the alpha. He rubbed his cheek against the thigh, eyes fluttering shut as he hummed.
"Love... I waited for you. What took you—huff—so long?" Yoo Joonghyuk murmured.
Kim Dokja's eyes shot open at those words. Looking at the taller, he saw Yoo Joonghyuk look down at him with sad eyes. Shocked, he quickly scrambled up, sitting on his lap, wrapping his arms around in a hug his and petting his hair.
"You were waiting for me? I'm sorry, I didn't know darling."
He placed a soft kiss on Yoo Joonghyuk's temple, murmuring against it.
"Did I make you wait long?" he asked, rubbing his back.
The other didn't answer verbally, but simply nodded, burying his face into Kim Dokja's shoulder and inhaling deeply. Calloused hands sneaked under his shirt, feeling him up.
The shorter attempted to make himself more comfortable as the hands settled on his waist, but instead discovered something hard under him. Taking a look down, his eyes widened.
"Ah... We should take care of that."
He tried sliding off the taller's lap when the arms wrapped around him tightly, holding him to his chest.
"Yoo Joonghyuk, I'm not leaving, I'm just gonna get down on the floor," he tried explaining to the other.
"Your pants look like they're gonna burst."
Reluctantly, the other loosened his grip. Kim Dokja gave a final peck on his lips before swiftly kneeling down on the floor between his thighs.
He did quick work of Yoo Joonghyuk's belt and zipper, something he's come accustomed to. While they didn't sleep together after their first time, it didn't mean Kim Dokja didn't give him head every chance he got. It was to build tolerance, okay?
He did give Yoo Joonghyuk head quite a few times, but the other never allowed him to swallow after their first time disaster. It was upsetting, since Kim Dokja wanted to build a tolerance for just that. Thankfully, he got used to the precum and learned all the ways how Yoo Joonghyuk likes it.
Kim Dokja pulled the pants and boxers down together past his hips once he got the zipper undone. Wrapping a hand around the erect cock, he dragged his fingers down to the base, just above the balls. He felt around it, squeezing it a bit here and there with his fingers.
It was as he thought. The beginning of Yoo Joonghyuk's knot was prominent. The base of the shaft was rock hard, bit thicker than the rest of the cock. If the other alpha came, he was definitely gonna knot even if he tried his best not to.
Just how long had he been waiting?
Letting out a soft sigh, Kim Dokja stroked the cock lazily, thinking what to do. It was a horrible idea to get knotted himself, especially since he's never bottomed and he's an alpha. He could do a hand job, but that probably wouldn't be secure enough to hold the knot away for them to fuck.
Coming to a decision, he looked up at the other alpha.
"Do you think you can hold back your knot?"
While he did ask it just to be sure, he already knew the answer. Yoo Joonghyuk shook his head slightly, hands gripping the edge of the mattress so hard his knuckles were white. Kim Dokja placed his hands on the curled up ones, rubbing them as he looked at him with determination.
"Yoo Joonghyuk. You can go ahead and knot my mouth, okay? Don't hold back."
It sounded like it was permission, but it was a fact. If the other wanted to, he could, but Kim Dokja knew the other would knot his mouth. It's not like an alpha in a rut can really stop his first orgasm from coming with a knot, especially after holding back as long as Yoo Joonghyuk did.
Letting go of the hands, Kim Dokja took hold of the cock again. He licked a long stripe up the underside along a vein. Swirling his tongue around the head, his thumb rubbed circles under the head, a place he knew felt good.
Yoo Joonghyuk wasn't gonna last long, not with how painfully hard he looked. Kim Dokja gave a few loose strokes to the shaft before moving his hand to the balls. He gave the head a peck before taking it in his mouth.
Slowly but surely, he made his way down, bobbing his head. As his lips reached the hilt, they stretched around the base of the knot. It was exciting. He was gonna see Yoo Joonghyuk knot, that thought alone made his own cock jump.
Pulling back, he made a few kitten licks before taking it all in his mouth again, the cock twitching. His hands massaged the balls, thumb on Yoo Joonghyuk's taint, pressing and rubbing—something Kim Dokja learned only recently that the other loved.
A hand settled on his head, holding the back of it. Yoo Joonghyuk was groaning, eyes almost closed with pleasure, thighs twitching. When Kim Dokja went down again, the other alpha pushed his head further down the shaft. The older gagged as his lips went past the knot, the stretch burning slightly.
Yoo Joonghyuk started guiding his head, pushing it down and pulling it off his cock himself. Kim Dokja kneeled between his thighs, letting the other use him for his pleasure. He liked it when Yoo Joonghyuk handled him around—not that he was gonna ever admit it.
Closing his eyes, he brought his freehand down to his own pants. Tracing the bulge with his fingers, he fumbled for the belt and zipper. Once opened, he pushed his hands into his pants.
With a particularly rough thrust Kim Dokja gagged as he grinded his palm against his clothed dick, whining around the cock.
As Yoo Joonghyuk increased the speed, so did Kim Dokja's hands. The increase in the volume of Yoo Joonghyuk's moans told him that he was getting close, and he himself wasn't doing any better. Like a dog, Kim Dokja humped his hand while Yoo Joonghyuk used his mouth, drool dripping down his chin.
There were tears at the corner of his eyes, his own moans muffled around the thick cock, sending vibrations and making the other alpha's hips twitch forward. Which each press down, he could feel the knot become bigger, making it harder to fit his mouth over it.
He was teetering on the edge of an orgasm when Yoo Joonghyuk slammed all the way down his throat, keeping his head close with both of his hands. Kim Dokja could feel the knot inflate it's final stretch before locking inside his mouth, making it impossible for him to move anything in his mouth.
A loud broken groan in the shape of his name fell from Yoo Joonghyuk's lips as he knotted his mouth, fingers twitching against his scalp. Kim Dokja would've missed how he came himself if it were for the wetness soaking through his boxers against his hand and the way his body trembled.
As soon as the knot fully locked, his cheeks bulged, desperately trying to swallow down the warm sticky substance. Holding his breath, Kim Dokja hoped it glided down his throat faster, getting lightheaded from the lack of oxygen and the searing pain.
His hands flew to grab Yoo Joonghyuk's hips, steading the shaky hips. The mentioned had his head hung low, eyes closed as he panted. Looking at the other, Kim Dokja tried his best to start breathing now that everything had traveled down his throat.
It was—as you'd expect, very hard. He could barely breathe without gagging from the protruding cock. His hands gripping harder as Kim Dokja felt tears flow down his cheeks. He couldn't move his tongue at all, let alone open his lips to breath through his mouth
Busy concentrating on not suffocating, Kim Dokja flinched when he felt fingers brush his bangs out of eyes. Looking back up, he could see Yoo Joonghyuk with much clearer eyes, looking worried for him as he brushed his hair out of the way.
Brushing all the hair out of his face, the hand rested against his cheek, softly rubbing circles in it.
"You're doing so good," Yoo Joonghyuk muttered, looking at him with such sincere eyes.
Kim Dokja relaxed himself, letting out a small sigh. It was gonna take a bit of time.
A few minutes later, the knot finally unstuck itself. Opening his aching jaw a bit wider, he slid the now flaccid dick out of mouth. Immediately, Kim Dokja fell into a coughing fit, his throat burning horribly.
His mouth hurt, a lot. And so did his throat. There was a mix of spit and semen on his chin, which Yoo Joonghyuk very generously wiped away for him.
Coaxing the older into his lap again, Kim Dokja attempted to follow the order with his shaky legs. Instead of sitting on Yoo Joonghyuk's lap, he pushed the other down, climbing on top of him and laid on him.
Face snuggled up into his chest, Kim Dokja tiredly wrapped his arms around the large figure. Trying to relax, he was distracted by the burning in his throat. He decided to say something, hoping it soothes the ache in his throat.
"The knot stuck really strongly," he said after a few moments, muffled against the chest.
"Sorry."
Kim Dokja raised his head, looking up at his alpha.
"What for? I liked it. It was...an interesting experience."
Yoo Joonghyuk looked down at him like the other was crazy before letting out a quiet sigh.
"You did well."
A smile tugged on Kim Dokja's lips, happy with the praise. He shuffled a bit, his legs thrumming with pain.
"...My knees are definitely bruised."
Clearing his throat, Kim Dokja reached inside his coat, taking out a water bottle. The taller stayed quiet as he gulped the whole thing down, letting out a pleased sigh once he finished. He rubbed his sore throat with his fingers while putting the now empty bottle back in his coat.
Getting himself up into a sitting position, he shrugged his coat off after grabbing something from it again, throwing it to the floor xd. Placing the strip of condoms in his mouth, he started unbuttoning his shirt.
Rough hands grabbed his thighs, squeezing.
"What are you..." said Yoo Joonghyuk in a weird tone.
Kim Dokja looked away from his buttons to Yoo Joonghyuk. The latter was frowning, seemingly confused.
"What?" Kim Dokja asked, muffled by the package in his mouth.
He continued unbuttoning his shirt, almost done with it. Sensing the taller wasn't gonna say anything, he shrugged his shirt off completely, dropping it to the ground. Taking the condoms into one hand, Kim Dokja raised his butt.
"I'm...gonna loosen myself. We're obviously not done yet," he said pushing both his pants down to his thighs before sitting back down and attempting to get them off at the awkward angle.
"Hm? Am I mistaken?" he asked once Yoo Joonghyuk didn't say anything.
Getting the pants off finally, Kim Dokja was about to grab the condoms with his other hand when he was flipped, back pushed against the mattress. Yoo Joonghyuk stood over him, prepped on his knees as Kim Dokja's thighs rested against them.
"Wow— What are we doing?.." Kim Dokja asked, pushing his tousled hair out of his face.
Yoo Joonghyuk chose to ignore him, taking off his coat and ripping his turtleneck over his head in a single move, throwing the clothings somewhere far on the floor, like they personally offended him. Leaving the pants as they were—unbuckled—he grabbed the strip of condoms from Kim Dokja.
"Hey— Joonghyuk, speak to me."
Ripping one package from the strip, Yoo Joonghyuk leaned forward, pressing their foreheads together. The taller's was very warm.
"Dokja..."
He sounded absolutely breathless, warm breath ghosting over his lips. It did wonders for Kim Dokja, who suppressed a shudder.
"I wanna loosen you," Yoo Joonghyuk muttered, looking at him with eyes full of lust.
Kim Dokja hummed, patting the taller's hair.
"Go for it, I don't mind."
Yoo Joonghyuk moved his face to his neck again, nosing it and taking a deep breath. A soft purr vibrated from his chest as he ripped the package and unwrapped the condom onto his middle finger. Taking his left hand, he spread Kim Dokja's legs further, his right hand finding his ass.
...How did Yoo Joonghyuk do this? The taller was so calm when they did it—Kim Dokja is so nervous. Squeezing his eyes shut, he wrapped his arms around his lover's shoulders.
He yelped when a wet and cold finger brushed past his hole.
"You—heat it up!" he said, sucking in a breath.
The finger retracted and Kim Dokja could hear some very soft squelching, which was probably Yoo Joonghyuk warming it up.
The wait was driving him crazy. His nerves felt like they were on fire. He was sure he calmed himself down enough before hand, but turns out that it wasn't enough.
When the squelching stopped, Kim Dokja stiffened, waiting for the finger to return. In it's stead, Yoo Joonghyuk leaned back a bit, looking at his face.
"...You're scared."
Kim Dokja blinked his eyes open, looking at the other alpha who was staring at him with concern. Really, he was making an alpha in rut get worried.
"Y-yeah. Sorry..."
Yoo Joonghyuk placed a peck on his cheek, rubbing their noses together.
"Don't be. Ha... It won't hurt."
"I know... It's just—"
"Dokja. As soon as it hurts—huff—tell me."
Kim Dokja closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath. He could hear his lover panting over him.
"Yeah. Yeah, I will."
The other alpha smiled, murmuring a praise against his lips before claiming them into a slow dance. Slowly, the finger circled around his rim before easing inside.
...It was weird. Borderline uncomfortable. Kim Dokja was confused how this was gonna feel great. Kissing Yoo Joonghyuk back, he just hoped that only the first push was gonna be like that.
The finger slid out, letting him breathe. As it pushed in, Kim Dokja tried his best to distract himself with the kiss, licking into Yoo Joonghyuk's mouth like he was starving.
As the finger moved, curious fingers traveled up to his chest, groping around. Callous fingers found one of his nipples. The pads circled around his areola, gliding over the middle every now and again. Kim Dokja let out a deep sigh when the fingers latched onto his erect bud, playing with it.
Two fingers rubbed it, flicking and pinching every now and again. His chest felt all tingly, heat rising in his gut. The fingers playing with his nipple had made him forget the finger moving inside him. His hands were limp around the other, his chest moving up and down with each deep breath caused by a pinch on his bud.
While Kim Dokja was busy losing himself to the sensation, Yoo Joonghyuk had grabbed the bottle of lube inside the nightstand drawer and squeezed some onto the condom, sliding a second finger into it.
As he pressed the two fingers in, a hiss dropped from the shorter.
"Dammit... That hurts."
Stilling, Yoo Joonghyuk asked for confirmation.
"Does it?"
"I mean, it doesn't hurt, but it kind of burns?.."
"It's the stretch, it'll disappear in a few seconds," muttered Yoo Joonghyuk comfortingly, pressing kisses onto Kim Dokja's jaw.
Kim Dokja muttered a breathless "okay" before grabbing his lover and kissing him. Two fingers opened him up, twisting and prodding against different areas.
He could tell his lover tried to be slow even as his mind was clouded with need. Opening his eyes, he could see that Yoo Joonghyuk was rock hard already, eyebrows pinched in restraint. Kim Dokja smiled into the kiss, rubbing the alpha's tense shoulders.
With two fingers in, it didn't actually feel that bad. There wasn't a clear pleasure coming from the action, but his gut was starting to buzz with each thrust. As Kim Dokja tugged on Yoo Joonghyuk's lip, his hips jerked forward, a confused gasp falling from his lips.
Yoo Joonghyuk looked straight at him, Kim Dokja panting with confusion etched into his face. Gently, he pushed his fingers forward, rubbing at a place. The shorter bit his lip as a faint shudder wrecked through his body.
"Ah..."
"You're sensitive," whispered Yoo Joonghyuk, placing a kiss to his lips.
"Shut—up," Kim Dokja bit back, wrapping his arms around Yoo Joonghyuk's neck.
Instead of continuing what he was doing, the taller added a third finger. The stretch burned like before, but it wasn't truly a bad feeling. Kim Dokja was panting softly as those three thick digits loosened him up, scraping against his prostate every now and again.
His once flaccid dick was fattening up again, a continuous string of pleasure buzzing in his stomach. There was an uncomfortable scratch in the back of his mind, but he ignored it in favour of pleasure.
"Ha... Just—Put it in."
Slowing his fingers, Yoo Joonghyuk looked back up at him. The younger was blushing furiously again, eyes hazy as he breathed harshly. The blush spread down to his shoulders, something that really turned Kim Dokja on.
"Joonghyuk-ah, put it in," Kim Dokja repeated, rubbing his bandaged neck.
A soft growl came from Yoo Joonghyuk's chest before he climbed off the bed, taking his pants completely off. Climbing back, he grabbed Kim Dokja's thighs, wrapping them around his waist.
Kim Dokja extended his arms to the other, pulling him down to kiss him. Yoo Joonghyuk grabbed himself, aligning himself up with the now loosened hole.
"W-wait— Condoms," said Kim Dokja, panicking.
Yoo Joonghyuk dragged his eyes up to meet his, letting out a huff. Grabbing the strip, he took a package, ripping it open with his teeth. Rolling the condom on, he lubed himself up generously for good measures, giving a few quick strokes to his cock. The hot head kissed his rim, making Kim Dokja suck in a quick breath nervously.
With gentleness he didn't know an alpha in rut could have, Yoo Joonghyuk pushed himself inside. A groan slipped from the taller, hands shaking a bit. Instead of letting the older get used to it, he pushed it all in to the hilt.
Kim Dokja's mouth dropped open in a soundless gasp, fingers twitching. He felt so incredibly full, like he could feel and taste the thick cock in his throat. He truly hadn't expected the other to push it in fully on the first try.
Yoo Joonghyuk claimed his open mouth, pushing his tongue in as he pulled out and—wow, that slide just felt amazing. Pushing back in, Kim Dokja's cock twitched between their stomachs.
When he slid out again, Kim Dokja felt spark go up his spine, the feeling good in a weird way. The next thrust in was accompanied by a grind of the hips, which sent Kim Dokja's eyes rolling backwards.
Pulling out, Kim Dokja met the thrust with his hips, grinding down at the same time. A whine left his lips as the fat head rubbed against his prostate. Fuck it felt good.
"Hngh..."
Yoo Joonghyuk wrapped his hands around Kim Dokja's torso, their skin flush against each other. He made another thrust. His mouth ascended down to his chest, lips wrapping around Kim Dokja's other nipple which didn't receive attention earlier.
A whimper left his mouth when the warm tongue swiped over the hard nipple, licking around. Teeth scraped teasingly against it, hums sending vibrations in his chest. Each suck made Kim Dokja push his chest up into the mouth, his hips grinding down to meet the thrusts.
The slow pace of the thrusts picked up rather quickly, breathy sounds coming from Kim Dokja. Yoo Joonghyuk was quite vocal, moaning and groaning, letting out whines when the shorter clenched around him.
"Ugh... Dokja— Mine... Ngh— Haa..."
Blunt nails dug into Yoo Joonghyuk's shoulders, the grip unforgiving.
"I'm— Ahng, Joonghyuk... I'm gonna— Fuckkk... I'm coming—" Kim Dokja mindlessly said, his orgasm near, shaking through his bones.
Instead of slowing down, Yoo Joonghyuk upped the speed, ramming into him like it was his life's purpose. Kim Dokja came with a shout, nails dragging down the muscled back, trying and failing to find purchase. His release painted his front, ropes of cum shooting up to his collarbone.
Yoo Joonghyuk gave a few deep thrust before slamming it all in harshly, a guttural groan leaving him. The two panted harshly, trying to collect their breath. Kim Dokja relaxed his hands, letting them fall down to his sides onto the soft sheets.
As Kim Dokja finally stabilised his breathing, Yoo Joonghyuk shuffled on top of him. Thinking about it, hasn't he been awfully quie—
Hands gripped his waist, pulling him up onto his knees. Kim Dokja wrapped his hands around his lover's torso, falling into his chest.
"Joonghyuk, what—"
"Turn around," came a command from the alpha hot breath ghosting over his left shoulder. Annoyed, Kim Dokja huffed. Still he obliged.
Kim Dokja wobbly turned himself around, facing the headboard. A hand placed itself onto his back, pushing against it gently.
"Forward."
Following the instructions, Kim Dokja got up to the headboard, knees touching the pillows. Knees pressed themselves into the mattress, next to his hips on each side. Warm calloused hands settled onto his hips, rubbing and feeling him up.
The right hand left his hips, some shuffling happening behind him. After some time, Yoo Joonghyuk grabbed his arms, propping them onto the wall above the headboard.
"Keep them there," he commanded in a rough voice.
Kim Dokja spread his knees further to be comfortable, waiting for an explanation. A hand returned to the left side of his ass, spreading the cheek. As Kim Dokja was about to voice complaints, something very similar and thick touched the rim of his hole.
"You— Against the wall, really?"
He could feel how weak his legs were from his last two orgasms already, shaking slight as he held himself up. Instead of answering, Yoo Joonghyuk grunted, pushing in and making himself home again between those plush walls.
All further protests died on Kim Dokja's tongue, a sigh leaving his mouth. Cursing, Kim Dokja clenched his jaw. It was too much, his body immediately twitching, wanting to stop, but… It felt so good having him inside him. From this position, Yoo Joonghyuk goes even deeper inside of him—if that was even possible.
As it pulled out, a shudder racked down Kim Dokja’s spine, his legs almost buckling under him. His tongue almost lolled out of his mouth, feeling way too sensitive to go for another round, yet he still doing it.
Yoo Joonghyuk started with a rough pace, fucking into him quickly. Kim Dokja rested his forehead against the cool wall, hands splayed out. Loud smacks of his lovers hips against his ass reverberated in the room, the squelching making his ears red with embarrassment.
He really hoped no one could hear them, after all, the window was still half opened. Yoo Joonghyuk growled behind him, groaning with each thrust. Kim Dokja tried to place his hands on the bigger once holding his hips, but was denied when the hands moved his back to the wall.
His stomach turned, his gut on fire as his cock oozed with precum. Whines slowly died on the tip of his tongue as overstimulation turned into pleasure.
Kim Dokja moaned against the wall, the other alpha thrusting into him with pin proof accuracy that should probably scare him. As he clenched around the cock, he attempted to move his hand again, this time to the other's chest.
He moved his right hand backwards, hand touching around before grabbing Yoo Joonghyuk's nipple and rolling it between his fingers. The taller's hips stutter a moment at that, head coming down to rest onto his shoulder.
Grinning to himself through his moans, Kim Dokja played with the nipple until he felt his arm start to strain from the weird angle. Placing the hand back onto the wall, Yoo Joonghyuk moved his hands from his hips, gliding them all over his body.
The rough hands moved deliciously over his stomach, rubbing against his chest and trailing down his back before returning to the hips, gripping them with bruising strength.
Kim Dokja grunted, his leaking cock bobbing back and forth against his stomach from the thrusts. There was a strong need to knot. He hadn't realised it, but at some point his knot had formed absentmindedly, wanting to swell up. He could feel his dick pulsating, aching with want.
Lolling his head backwards, he turned his head to Yoo Joonghyuk.
"Baby... Alpha... I—Ugh—wanna knot... Please, I want to knot," he pleaded, eyes hazy with pleasure.
A wet kiss pressed itself under his ear, a hand wrapping around his dick. Yes—this is what he wanted. Desperately, he started rocking his hips forward, in time with the thrusts.
Groans filled the room, Yoo Joonghyuk breathing heavily next to his ear. Kim Dokja turned his head a bit more, claiming his lover's lips into a passionate kiss as they both chased their pleasure.
Kim Dokja cursed, feeling so close to the edge, stars filling his view.
"Ah— Yes... Nngh— Please— My alpha, fuck— Close—"
With a final thrust, the knot inflated fully, locking Yoo Joonghyuk's hand in place. The mentioned stilled too, coming with a whimper. Kim Dokja let out a series of groans, his insides hot with Yoo Joonghyuk's release.
Kim Dokja shook like a leaf in the wind, hips twitching with sensitivity. As the shorter let his head hand low, he opened his tired eyes. The taller's hand was painted in white, holding firm around his cock. The base of Kim Dokja's dick was bigger, the hand barely wrapping around it.
A long tired sigh left from his lips, pushing his head backwards to lean onto his lover's shoulder.
"Sorry," he slurred out, completely exhausted now.
A nose nuzzled up to his neck, making him feel ticklish. Chuckles escaped from him, one hand coming back to ruffle his alpha's hair.
"Feeling good?.."
"Mn."
Kim Dokja smiled affectionately at the other. The grumpiness hasn't left, and he couldn't say he hated it. He could feel his knot steadily deflate; it will probably take another minute before they can get unstuck.
Basking against each other, Yoo Joonghyuk was finally able to carefully remove his hand after some time. Yoo Joonghyuk got off the bed, not before giving the older another kiss. Sluggishly, Kim Dokja moved backwards, laying down on his back, splayed out like a starfish.
The other alpha seemed to be shuffling around, leaving to the bathroom for a moment. Kim Dokja opened his eyes when he felt a warm moist towel against his stomach.
Silently, he stared as his lover cleaned him and the room up, setting him neatly under the blankets and folding their clothes.
Once the taller got into bed, Kim Dokja immediately latched onto him, burying his into his neck.
"...You should change your patch. It's leeking," he murmured tiredly, sleep seeping into his words.
Yoo Joonghyuk moved a bit, the sound of something opening and being ripped off could he heard. Done, he got back under the sheets, snuggling up to Kim Dokja. The latter smiled, wrapping his hands around the other protectively.
He's been smiling so much more now that they're together. Yoo Joonghyuk really does make him happy.
Tightening his arms, he understood why the other wanted to take the lead in cuddling last time. This whole thing...really did wonders on Kim Dokja's alpha instincts, and not in a good way.
His head thrummed weirdly, an aggressive sudden want to dominate over the other alpha coming in strongly. Kim Dokja's fingers twitched as he tries his best to ignore his screaming instincts that wanted to ruin the wonderful moment.
.
It was morning time when the two stumble into the kitchen. Kim Dokja had his hand placed on Yoo Joonghyuk's back, grinning as he talked about something that happened yesterday.
Finished talking, Kim Dokja looked at the sink before turning back to the taller.
"Joonghyuk-ah. You know what would be sexy?" he asked, a smirk on his face.
The mentioned grunted, opening the fridge for some ingredients. Kim Dokja stood onto his toes, leaning against the other's ear.
"If we ate food off each other," he whispered, pressing a kiss against the ear.
Yoo Joonghyuk turned to face him, a scowl on his face.
"You did not clean the dishes," came a blatant response.
Guiltily, Kim Dokja looked away.
"I did not."
Yoo Joonghyuk sighed, closing the fridge.
"Hey! It would still be sexy."
The taller didn't respond, preparing the ingredients. Kim Dokja rested his head onto his shoulder, watching him fry something on the pan with some left overs.
"Omurice" he questioned lazily.
Yoo Joonghyuk just hummed, continuing with his work. Finished, Yoo Joonghyuk took two plates, plating the food. He added two glasses which he filled with his own made cold lemonade.
Kim Dokja smelled the air, letting out a pleased sound.
"My lover is so talented," he murmured.
Grabbing the other's face, he pressed a onto his lips, giving a teasing lick before pulling away.
"Thank you for the food," he said, winking at Yoo Joonghyuk whose ears bloomed red.
Before Yoo Joonghyuk could say anything back, a clatter could be heard by the kitchen entrance, behind them.
Turning around, they were faced with—
—the members.
Lee Jihye stood in the middle, hands in front of her like she was holding something. Which, she was, before she dropped the plastic bowl she was holding. Her mouth was dropped wide, similar to Han Sooyoung's who stood behind her in messy hair.
Han Sooyoung's mouth was so open her lollipop was close to falling out, her eyes wide open. The rest...weren't doing any better, except for Yoo Sangah, who just stood there confused by the members.
Quickly, Kim Dokja threw his hand off Yoo Joonghyuk's back, taking a step away.
"Oh... Hey..." he said awkwardly, his voice cracking.
The only thing breaking the silence was Jung Heewon, who just muttered to herself loudly.
"Guess that explains the rut pheromone's coming from Yoo Joonghyuk's room..."
Kim Dokja felt his face heat up at that.
"I think... This... You guys are misunderstanding—"
"Are you two fucking?" asked Han Sooyoung in a shocked yet somehow manic voice.
"Language," came a quiet response from Yoo Sangah, Jung Heewon smacking her in the back of the head for the former.
Kim Dokja was silent, unable to come up with anything. Yoo Joonghyuk besides him moved, wrapping his hand around his waist. Kim Dokja jolted, about to shrug him off.
"We're dating," stated Yoo Joonghyuk like it was dumb.
There was no way to take that back now.
"Yeah, congratulations you two," said Jung Heewon, eyebrows still arched in surprise.
.
They all sat around the dinner table, the youngest kids still asleep. Questions were thrown at the two alphas, everyone curious.
"When did you two start dating?" asked Yoo Sangah politely, smiling as she stirred her coffee.
"Some...months ago?.." Kim Dokja said, playing around with his food.
"Five months ago," said Yoo Joonghyuk, putting a piece of meat into his mouth.
"Wow, and you never bothered to tell us?" came a venomous response from Han Sooyoung.
"We were...working on it, okay?" huffed Kim Dokja, scooping rice into his mouth.
Lee Jihye finished her drink, putting a spoon full of cereal in her mouth before speaking.
"I knew Master and Ahjussi were dating!"
Jung Heewon reprimanded her for speaking with her mouth full. Han Sooyoung popped her lollipop out of her mouth, pointing it at Kim Dokja.
"You're both alphas, what's going on in the bedroom?" she said, eyeing him suspiciously.
"Han Sooyoung," said Yoo Sangah.
"What? I'm asking the questions everyone is thinking!"
"I don't wanna think about that," muttered Jung Heewon, bringing her mug up to her lips.
Next to her, Lee Hyunsung shuffled uncomfortably in his chair, looking confused.
"Isn't Kim Dokja a beta?" he murmured quietly after a bit.
The table went quiet, everyone staring at him.
"What?" asked Kim Dokja, choking on his lemonade.
"I thought..."
"Ahjussi is an alpha? I thought he was an omega!" said Lee Jihye suddenly, her expression suddenly very confused.
Kim Dokja looked at them both in bewilderment. How did they even come up with those assumptions?...
Lee Jihye chewed a mouth full of cereal, swallowing and turned to ask the alphas.
"How did you two have a child then?!"
Sighing inwardly, Kim Dokja just put another piece of egg in his mouth.
The members all talked between each other, just like they would normally. Kim Dokja was glad they accepted them both. He feared they would ridicule him and Yoo Joonghyuk, since they're alphas, but thankfully everything went well.
Taking another sip of his lemonade, he placed his left hand onto the larger hand resting on his thigh, squeezing it softly. Yoo Joonghyuk looked at him, eyes tender.
At least he knows Yoo Joonghyuk will always be by his side.