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They’re in dance practice, fine tuning choreography for a new release, and Jay is a couple wrong looks in his direction away from snapping. He’s the most hot tempered of the group on a normal day and it’s no surprise that his approaching rut makes him worse.
The room is sweat heavy and the air is dense with their group scents. Being four alphas, one omega and two pups makes the dominant scents really potent in the room and it’s making Jay nauseous. He does however appreciate that Sunoo seems to be trying to smooth out the alpha musk cocktail by pushing his calming omega scent more than normal, which is really helping Jay to breathe a little easier whenever he’s next to Sunoo in a formation.
Jay recognises he’s definitely mostly to blame for the scent problem, since he’s sure his sticks out the most with the pre-rut hormones. But it’s not solely his sweat stench that’s cloying the air.
When they break for water everyone clears out of each other’s space, which Jay is apologetic but also grateful for. Except Jungwon decides to sidle up to him.
“You doing okay? You seem really out of it.” There’s evident concern in his eyes, but Jay’s not really in the mood to concede, the brief reprieve giving him hope he’ll last the whole practice without raising their leader's concern.
Jay ruffles Jungwon’s hair lightly, not really considering how his hand is now a little damp from the young ones sweat, “Nothing to worry your pretty little head about, pup.”
Jungwon huffs, he never took kindly to being referred to as a pup, and Jay knew that, he understood that, being the leader of the group but still an unpresented pup with four older alphas was a bit of a tough spot for Jungwon. But Jay needed to keep clear distinction with his rut right on the horizon. Jungwon always stuck to Jay for help with the pack, despite Heeseung being the pack alpha. And Jay could never say no to Jungwon, but he had to push back on his advances somehow.
Jungwon seems a little downtrodden by the comment but he returns to practice fine. And Jay thinks he’s doing pretty okay, until Riki and Jake start to joke around and he loses his temper at them. He’s typically quick to anger, though he usually has a better handle on whether to let it out or not, luckily the younger ones seem to brush it off alright and return to practice if a little more cautious of tripping a landmine again.
Heeseung takes much greater notice, and isn’t so keen on letting the foul mood continue, he sends Jay a pointed look which only serves to piss off his alpha even more. And Jay knows he needs to remove himself from the situation, but he’d already told Jungwon not to worry, he can’t turn around and admit that there actually is something going on.
And so he continues practice, bottom lip between his teeth the whole time with how much he’s trying to keep himself in check. He’s so wound up with tunnel vision of making it through without slipping up that when someone bumps into him he nearly lets loose on them. Until there’s a tight hand on his shoulder and he’s face to face with Heeseung, staring into red eyes. A quick glance behind Heeseung at the mirror proves that Jay’s eyes have also slipped into the fiery hue.
“Don’t fucking push it,” It’s hushed, gritted through teeth, “I’ll tell Jungwon if I have to, but you’re big enough to know when you need to take a step back.” It’s not his alpha voice, but it’s commanding enough, and coming from his pack leader Jay feels compelled to heed his warning.
And then Heeseung releases him without waiting for an answer and gets straight back to practice. Jay glances around quickly, wondering whether the team had watched that happen, but everyone was still focused on themselves and the routine. Only Jungwon, who had been monitoring them, sends a short puzzled glance in his direction, and yeah he needs to tell him.
He uses a spare moment to pull Jungwon aside, and he cuts straight to the chase, “I think I’m in pre-rut, I don’t know how much more of practice I can go before I bite someone’s head off.”
Something flashes behind Jungwon’s eyes at his statement before his expression turns towards morbid horror at the potential consequence of practice continuing. “You should have told me earlier.” It’s stern, disappointed, and Jay feels a twinge of shame.
Jay scratches the back of his neck, not fond of being on the receiving end of Jungwon’s disapproval. “Thought I could handle it,” He mumbles.
“Didn’t think you’d need this pups help,” Jungwon crosses his arms over his chest, tone a touch bitter. And it’s fair, it’s so fair. It’s not anything Jungwon can help that he’s still a pup. So much responsibility behind all that baby powder.
“I’m sorry, Wonie, you’re the best leader, our baby leader.”
Jungwon looks wholly unimpressed at that, though his cheeks pinken a little. But it seems all is well as a word from Jungwon’s all it takes and the lot of them are finishing up practice early. No use pushing on and causing a fight of sorts to break out. It’s almost good that Jungwon's a pup in some way, no one's instincts will let them fight him on his decisions. Trying to tell him that is a fool’s errand however.
There’s bits of chatter here and there as they make their way to the cars, Jay catches questions about why they ended so quickly, but it’s mostly unpresented Riki who can’t smell the tension in the air. Sunoo just moves the conversation along, no use making drama out of it all.
Sunghoon however seems less inclined to maintain the fragile peace, shouldering Jay on the way to the front car. It’s really barely a nudge, and it doesn’t mean anything. Any other day Jay would huff and push him back in fair play. But Jay sends him a sharp glare, feeling fire lighting under his veins.
Sunghoon holds his hands up in mock defence, “Woah, who pissed on your lawn, grandpa.”
Jay’s so close to losing it, he doesn’t need this shit, and he can feel the steady build of anger, but Sunghoon raises a brow and indicates to his own eyes. Already twice today letting his irises go, Jay shakes his head to try and get himself under control, willing his eyes to stop betraying his emotion and avoids saying anything to retort. He slips past both Heeseung and Jake, avoiding any of their potential prodding, the fact that they’re all alphas is bad enough, they don’t need to stoke the fire.
Jay takes his place in the second car, miraculously with Sunoo and Jungwon, and is immensely relieved at the inoffensive scents around him, Sunoo’s sweet honey and Jungwon’s faint baby powder. Sunoo’s scent wasn’t one that Jay was attracted or drawn to, but he smelt like pack and having it wash over him while he was on edge with his approaching rut really helped. He really couldn’t thank him enough for how much it had probably taken the edge off for the others during practice, making them less likely to start conflict.
Once they set off Jungwon places a hand on Jay’s thigh, Jay tenses a little at the initial touch but quickly recovers himself and places his own hand on top of Jungwon’s, a touch that the two of them often share for comfort. Jay lets it slide for now, considering his rut would likely still be a day or two out. He’d definitely need to hold back on the scenting though, lest his instincts try and run away from him. He has far less control approaching his rut, particularly around Jungwon.
It was all well and good to scent a pup in a familial nature, but Jungwon always pushed for more. Curling into Jay’s neck where he could, every time Jungwon was able to claim his lap on the couch. And unable to hold himself back entirely Jay would still extend a touch here and there. A backhug, a comforting pat, a rub of the wrist, and the ever climbing tally of ass slaps. But anytime Jungwon would try to push it further, Jay would pull away.
Jay likes him, he really does, and that’s the whole problem. Jay’s an alpha, and fully developed, whereas Jungwon’s just a pup, yes legally he’s an adult, but he still smells powdery without a discernible strong scent. And as long as he’s unpresented Jay feels he’s taking advantage of Jungwon. Even though he and his alpha are proper enamoured with the young boy.
Jungwon leans against him and Jay does his best to move just enough away from him that his head falls to his shoulder and not too close to his neck. Jay looks to the crown of Jungwon’s head beside him and takes him in, Jungwon isn’t easy to resist and this is especially true when Jay’s rut is approaching, but he still manages to pull himself away from leaning his head atop the youngers, instead tipping it back against the headrest and closing his eyes.
Once they reach the dorm everyone climbs out much more peacefully as compared to before. Which Jay for sure has Sunoo to thank for, and perhaps Heeseung for giving the others a strong word or two, as no one makes so much of a peep his way.
With the early conclusion of the practice everyone now has a couple more hours to themselves. Most of the members split off their own ways, Heeseung heading to his room, Riki taking to the lounge to probably set up some game, Jungwon pulls Jake along with him and the two of them disappear into Jay and Jake’s shared room, which is fine, Jay will leave them to get up to their antics together.
It’s still early evening and since Jay has the time and is feeling particularly antsy, he figures preparing a meal for his pack might help the instincts settle down a little. Not to get all up in his alpha posturing but being able to provide for his members would likely help him feel accomplished and satisfied and less likely to snap at any of them if he was cultivating a better mood for himself.
He checks the fridge and pantry to observe the available ingredients and shortly finds himself preparing curry for everyone. Getting a large pot going on the stove and preparing vegetables. He quickly feels he’s becoming more at ease, which in turn relieves him more. Plus it was probably a good idea to feed the group tonight considering they’d have to fend for themselves for a few days while Jay dealt with his hormones.
Partway through his meal prep Jay catches a sweet scent on the air and expects to see Sunoo walk through but he must have stopped in the living area as it was Jungwon who came into the kitchen instead, wearing a grey hoodie that most certainly belonged to Jay, and no shirt underneath based on how much skin Jay could see. Jungwon sat himself at the island, damp hair hanging around his ears. He wasn’t exactly making Jay’s pre-rut any easier to manage, as he battled with the urge to reach over and run a hand through the towel mussed locks or something worse like stick his nose against all that exposed collarbone.
Jay continues to busy himself with cooking but as he walks around the kitchen he notices the sweet scent has not passed, and that it seems to be coming from Jungwon himself, which makes no sense. He pauses to collect himself, he must be losing his mind already. He tries to regain his sanity by focusing on the meal prep. But he can’t shake his senses. He inhales the air subtly once more. No, no, that’s real.
Jay walks over and puts his palms on the island across from Jungwon and levels him a look. Jungwon doesn’t look up at him though, he’s focused on what’s in his hands.
It’s a glass bottle of sorts, a perfume. One that Jay recognises. One that had previously lived on the shelf in Jake and his shared room. Completely untouched to Jay’s knowledge. He gets a sinking feeling.
“Is that what I think it is?” Jay speaks firmly.
Jungwon turns the perfume over in his fingers, “You know.. Jake let me have it, since he has no use for it.”
“And you used it?” Jay asks incredulously. He takes a pause to pinch the bridge of his nose, feeling a headache coming on. This can’t be happening. Knowing what it is, he picks up on the scent strongly now, “God, this is dangerous Wonie! You know I’m approaching my rut,” he covers his nose for good measure.
It’s a heat perfume, designed for betas and alphas in order to mimic the scent of an omega in heat. It was a gag gift that he and Sunghoon had gotten for Jake. That’s all it was supposed to be, a good laugh. Jay was regretting getting it now.
Sunghoon had been the one to find it, a product by some western female pop star. He can’t quite remember exactly how it came about, somewhere between Jay presenting as the second alpha of the group, and Sunghoon jumping the queue to make that three alphas to zero betas and zero omegas. And jokes about team balance and statistical chances, all for late bloomer Jake who’d not presented in order and the speculation ran wild. Jay and Sunghoon at the forefront of the jesting, would he be the first omega. Accusations he had batted away.
“Did you really think Jake would use it with Heeseung?” Jungwon chuckles, “Clearly whatever they already have going on is working out fine.” And that was a fair point, but it wasn’t like they had bought it thinking it would ever be used.
“It was all Sunghoon’s idea,” Jay laments, frustration seeping through, though muffled by the hand over his nose and mouth.
Sunghoon, ever the tease, hadn’t been shy of bringing their eldest into the fray, it wasn’t news to anyone that Heeseung was getting most of his English speaking prowess from time spent with Jake. And at any chance Sunghoon would insist that nights spent making ramyeon together were excuses for more than just a midnight snack.
So when Jake had his first rut the following year, Jay and Sunghoon had lost out on their teasing. But Sunghoon had not been disheartened nor deterred and had convinced Jay to go in on the joke gift for Jake with him. Jake had been more surprised by the fact that famous female alpha Ariana Grande had made a heat perfume, than miffed that Sunghoon and Jay had deemed it necessary that he was in possession of said perfume.
And Jungwon was right, Jake had never used it, so it sat collecting dust in their shared room. And there hadn’t been that much omega envy in the dorm, considering the 4 alphas, with Sunoo as the only omega, but Jay maybe should have considered that Jungwon might get some ideas about it.
Jay sighs, “Jungwon, you need to go to your room. I can’t be around you like this.”
“But I’m just a pup, so it should be no issue.” It’s teasing, but there’s an underlying layer of hurt to it. He’s trying to prove a point, and this is really not the time.
“Not smelling like this, god Wonie, you know you’re…” Jay forcibly turns himself around and starts stirring the pot.
He can hear the stool get pushed back behind him, but he keeps himself focused even as he smells that damned sweet perfume scent getting closer and then feels arms wrap around his middle, “I know I’m what, hyung?” Jungwon whispers.
And it’s too much, it’s always close with Jungwon, but he’s so easy to pull away from scentless, so long as he’s smelled faintly like Jay his alphas always been sated, but he’s never smelt like this before, like cashmere and marshmallow, like omega, and Jay’s so dizzied by it.
It’s amazing he has any function as he turns off the heat on the stove before turning them around and crowding Jungwon against the bench. His body covers Jungwon completely and they’re so close. Jungwon looks up at him, and he’s not afraid, his bright eyes are excited, and all that rolls off him is heat, omega, and the faint scent of Jay from his clothes.
Jay inhales deeply and drops his forehead down onto Jungwon’s shoulder, hands gripping his hips just below the hem of the hoodie. “You know you’re my weakness.” He says.
“Do I?” Jungwon asks quietly above him, “Because I can never seem to make you weak enough.”
Jay hums against Jungwon’s neck, taking his lips and teeth to the area that smells the strongest, “Well you’ve done it now.” He leaves slow and measured kisses down Jungwon’s neck, grazing his teeth as he goes. And he can feel it, a little of that rut haze coming through. He should still have at least a day of pre-rut symptoms, but Jungwon’s gone and decided to kickstart the real thing. Real responsible leader actions right there.
Jungwon whimpers, hands flying to tangle in Jay’s hair, and it’s then they hear Riki yell from the living room, clearly overinvested in whatever game he’s playing, and Jay’s so keenly aware of everyone else in the dorm, particularly the three other alphas, whom he doesn’t want anywhere near Jungwon, and he feels his anger build, and he knows he’s unconsciously releasing his alpha pheromones, posturing.
Jungwon can’t smell him, but he must clearly get the message from Jay’s tense form, as he loosens one of Jay’s hands from his hips to link their fingers together and then he’s leading him out of the kitchen. And Jay has not a single passing thought, just obediently following Jungwon all the way to his and Jake’s shared room, which Jake is luckily nowhere near.
Jungwon locks the door once they’re inside and Jay feels a bit of clarity come with the sound of it clicking, Jungwon breezes past him to his bed but Jay is rooted to the spot. This isn’t right, he shouldn’t be doing this, he hears the sounds of fabric on skin but he purposefully squeezes his eyes shut. How the fuck is he gonna get out of this, he can’t take advantage Jungwon, he’s a goddamn pup, doesn’t matter how good he smells, it’s not real. He’s not really in heat, he’s not…
“Hyung~”
Jay’s eyes fly open, and Jungwon’s just sitting amidst his sheets. Jay swallows hard.
"I've already prepped myself, washed up and..." Jungwon trails off, his shyness juxtaposing how confident he had been before, to waltz around the dorm smelling as he did. He's bare from the waist down now, drowning in only Jay's hoodie, which is an unfair display of submission on his part.
“Wonie, I really don’t think..” The words get caught in Jay’s throat as he watches Jungwon turn over slowly, propped on his hands and knees so he can present his ass to Jay. And there standing out between the soft flesh of his ass cheeks is a glass plug, the pink heart end is typical, not the most adventurous of designs, but in Jungwon's virgin hole it makes Jay's cock twitch. He groans, "Baby, that's not going to be enough."
"Well what are you going to do about it," Jungwon purrs and he reaches behind himself to grab the base of the plug, a short tug has him whining, he pauses to relax and then slowly takes the toy out in one continuous motion.
Jay's eyes are glued to the way Jungwon's hole expands and then closes as the plug is completely removed, he clenches and unclenches with the empty feeling and some lube dribbles out. Jay growls at the sight, a shockingly animal sound. He knows it's just lube, Jungwon's still biologically a pup, but his rut addled mind sees it for what it wants.
Jungwon seems to notice how the sight is affecting Jay, as he lowers his chest to the sheets and turns his head to the side to look at him as he clenches again, lube running down his thighs like slick, and he whines high and needy in his throat, "Alpha~"
It's unfair really, Jungwon smells like omega, like heat, like mate. And Jay's so desperate to get him under him. Make the omega happy. It's all his alpha wants. To provide, to protect.
He’s pretty well lost all grip now. There's something about being in rut that is hardwiring the heat symptoms into his brain. Jungwon's in pain, he needs him. Alpha must protect omega, he must fuck him, must knot him. And the closer he gets to Jungwon, the stronger this feeling gets. His omega, he must be a good alpha for him. And when his omega calls for him he must provide.
"Jay-hyung~" Jungwon breathes, pushing his ass higher and even shaking it a little, as if Jay needs anymore incentive to be looking at his glistening hole, "Alpha~ Please~"
Jay is over him in a second, responsive to the omega's call. Kneeling between Jungwon’s legs he places a curious hand on his ass. He’s touched Jungwon here before, slapped him plenty of times, but he’s never felt his bare flesh before. Jay runs his fingers down Jungwon’s thighs, watches in fascination how Jungwon tenses and relaxes under the touch, observes the way his hole flutters, waiting for attention.
Looking at him like this, chest pressed to the sheets, hips up and waiting, it’s easy to forget everything he knows. Forget his principles, everything he’s been trying so hard to prevent. Easy to be consumed by the scent rolling off Jungwon. Jay’s an alpha in rut and here at his fingertips is an omega in heat for him to please and to satisfy, and he takes the glass plug from beside them and taps it against the omegas hole pleased by the little gasp he gets, the omega pulling away slightly before pushing back, asking for more.
Jay steadies him with a hand on his hip, as he uses the other to push the plug back into the awaiting hole.
There’s mewls and stuttered breaths from the midst of the sheets, “Alpha~ More~”
Obediently Jay responds, moving the glass toy in and out, letting the sounds of the omega guide him, falling into a rhythm together as he pushes back to meet Jay’s hand. Jay watches the point of connection, his hand grasping the heart shaped end, and he finds himself unable to look away from how the omega’s hole clings to the toy, how it tightens down, unwilling to let the plug escape, moulding to it as it moves and Jay imagines it doing the same to his cock. The omega holding him inside, moulding to him, locking onto his knot.
He’s hard, unbelievably so, and he hasn’t even touched himself, all just from being consumed by the body under him and the scent surrounding him. And he wants it, he wants to get inside, to satisfy in the way he’s best equipped to. He slows a little in his movement of the plug, which is met by resistance, the omega pushing his hips back further than before and meeting Jay’s clothed hard-on. And he growls, his desire building, feeling the briefest movement against him, but it’s enough to ignite his passion.
“Jay-hyung~” Jungwon whines. Jungwon…
Jay pulls back, letting the plug slip out, dropping it onto the bed. He’d lost himself, it was Jungwon under him, not an omega, unpresented pup Jungwon. He couldn’t fuck him, how could he even want to. Jungwon wasn’t equipped for that, he would hurt him. The feeling of dread colours his whole being. He can’t, he can’t, how could he, everything he had decided he wouldn’t do.
He hears sniffling from below him, “Hyung please… Please, alpha, touch me.”
And Jay’s spiralling, Jungwon’s crying, he’s in pain, Jay’s already hurt him. He’s a bad alpha. “Jungwon, I’m sorry, I can’t touch you, baby, I’ve already hurt you.” He hangs his head in shame.
Jungwon turns his head to look back at Jay, his hair falling in all directions, his eyes are wet and he looks pained and what he says, shakes Jay, “I am hurt, but not because you touched me, because you won’t. I want you, alpha, I want you, I want you, I want you…” He’s putting his whole chest behind every word and then the tears are breaking free, “Jay-hyung, please fuck me, I can’t take it anymore.”
“You’re still a pup, Wonie.” It’s a shaky defense, Jay still coming to terms with hurting Jungwon in his own resistance.
“Make me your omega..” Jungwon tips his head to the side, baring the whole expanse of his neck, causing the perfume scent to dance its way to Jay’s nose again, to entice him. The spice tickling Jay’s senses, tugging at his instincts. “I don’t care that I’m a pup, alpha, I want to be an omega for you.”
It’s such a tantalising offer, Jay wants Jungwon to be his omega, he does, he wants him, but he’s a pup, he’s still young, he might not even be an omega come his presentation. It feels wrong to get his hopes up, that they could be compatible by nature. And yet here, he has an opportunity to taste what might not ever be. Jungwon wants it, he wants him, enough to wear the scent of an omega and to lay himself out for Jay so bare. And Jay wants him, he really does. The thread of his self control pulling taut.
The submission before him, Jungwon laid out so open, he wants to take. He wants to be able to kiss and scent him. To hold him, to claim him, to call him his own. Like mist coming over his eyes he feels the thread give way, himself dropping the control to his alpha. He manoeuvres Jungwon onto his back and pulls him down so the backs of his plush thighs are resting against the front of Jay's jeans.
Jungwon lets out a squeak at the sudden movement, he clearly hadn’t expected to win Jay’s willing participation so quickly. Jungwon stares up at Jay with a hopeful twinkle in his eyes, contrast to the wet tracks carved on his beautiful face, Jay’s heart twinges. It would seem he couldn’t not hurt Jungwon in some way.
Jungwon’s brown hair halos him, spread on the white pillowcase beneath him. And he looks like a dream, intermittent sniffles and all. Jay leans down to knock their noses together causing Jungwon to scrunch up his face.
Jay slides his hands up Jungwon's sides underneath his hoodie, resting his weight on his elbows. Their bodies are pressed closely together and Jay noses his way across Jungwon's cheek and down the column of his neck to reach the intoxicating scent in the dip of his collarbone.
Jay’s sure if he was more in his right mind that Jungwon’s scent would have a telltale manufactured tinge to it, but he’s not his clearest self and everything about Jungwon smelling like omega has got him down bad. He presses in close to Jungwon, scenting him properly, and he whines in response, tilting his head more to allow Jay access to the perfume scent but also to help douse himself in Jay’s own alpha scent, and rut scent no less that will probably have the other alphas of their group leaving a wide perimeter around Jungwon after Jay’s rut because of how strong a claim it is. And it’s just what Jungwon had been wanting too. Damn Jake for helping Jungwon break Jay’s resolve. And well he doesn’t so much mind. Feeding into the selfishness of his alpha in rut.
After deeming that Jungwon smells sufficiently of him, he trails down his body. Hands ghosting back down his sides, coming out of the confines of his hoodie to grasp Jungwon’s hips. Jungwon wriggles a little bit, pulling his knees up in a way that Jay guesses was supposed to give Jungwon some sort of cover, but it only serves to aid Jay in revealing him more as he switches his grip to underneath Jungwon’s thighs and pushes his knees back to his chest, legs spread open before him. Jay brushed his thumbs across Jungwon’s inner thighs, digging in a little bit to relish in the little jolts he gets from the younger, paired with the little breathy gasps at everything Jay does. His first time giving in to Jungwon this way and he’s already committing his body’s reactions to memory.
Jay runs the pad of his thumb over Jungwon’s hole, getting lost in the way it twitches, contracting at his touch, wanting to suck him in. He’s still sensitive from before, but Jay watches fascinated as Jungwon's hole relaxes, fluttering before him, inviting him in. Jungwon isn’t yet developed and so Jay couldn’t know whether this would one day lead to a womb, but the thought of it being true makes Jay’s pants tighten more than he’d care to admit.
Jay uses both of his hands to pull Jungwon’s cheeks apart and then he goes in with his mouth. Licking a stripe over his rim to start with and Jungwon lets out a surprised cry.
“This okay, baby?” Jay lifts his head to ask.
Jungwon bites his lip and nods shyly.
“You like alpha playing with your hole?”
Jungwon lets out a breathy whimper as Jay dives back in. He pushes his tongue past Jungwon’s tight rim, getting a taste of the lube that clearly has some sort of sweet flavour. When Jungwon had the time to prepare all this he had no idea.
Jungwon trembles at Jay’s ministrations and Jay can feel his thighs slowly closing around his head, and as much as Jay is open to being suffocated by Jungwon, he’d much rather keep his consciousness for now. He pushes both thighs back by the underside of the knee, spreading them as far as they’ll go. There’s very little resistance as he gets them splayed open again, mouth still indulging in Jungwon’s hole, and Jungwon’s breathing quickens, little sounds leaving him.
He moves so willingly with Jay’s touch, so easily by his hand, and it makes his alpha preen, having such strength and control over his omega. Jay pulls away from Jungwon with one last kiss over his hole, and Jungwon shudders.
Feeling constricted, Jay makes quick work of removing his jeans and underwear, and Jungwon watches him with bated breath. Jungwon’s never seen him hard, never seen the full extent of what he’s asking for.
Jungwon gasps once he’s revealed, angry red tip curved to the left of his abdomen. Jay takes a hand to himself as he looks down at Jungwon, his own pretty pink cock peeking under the grey hoodie, and he’s really built like an omega, so small, so delicate. Jay wants to ravish him.
Jay grips Jungwon by the hips and pulls him down the sheets to meet his now bare thighs, the action causing the hoodie to ride up, getting caught at his underarms. Jay takes his hands to Jungwon’s smooth stomach, running them up his chest, ghosting over his nipples before running his hands back down his slim waist and repeating. Worshipping the unmarked planes of Jungwon that are revealed to him.
“Alpha~” Jungwon breathes out, “Please~”
Jay has taken to running his teeth over a nipple, causing Jungwon to shake in his hold, but he hums in acknowledgement of Jungwon’s non-specific plea.
Instead of continuing, Jungwon lets out a strangled cry as Jay abuses his chest, sucking and biting enough to have his areolas blooming purple. Jungwon tugs at Jay’s hair, trying to pull him off, and Jay allows himself to be moved away from Jungwon’s torso and instead brought level with his head, Jay searches Jungwon’s eyes and finds himself softened by the wetness he sees there.
“Baby,” Jay whispers, breath stolen from him.
Jungwon swallows, eyes darting down to Jay’s lips before coming back to meet his gaze, and he’s so desperate, pleading, “Please, please, please,” it’s an airy chant, barely audible to Jay who’s an inch away from him, and his voice breaks, watery, “Please kiss me.”
And what kind of alpha would he be to deny him.
It’s like finding an oasis in the desert as Jay presses his lips to Jungwon’s for the first time. Like something he’s been searching for, something he’s been missing for so long. And once he starts he can’t stop, seeking to quench his unending thirst. He indulges in Jungwon’s plush lips, pushing past to meet his tongue, tasting him, dancing with him. Jungwon threads his fingers through Jay’s hair, holding him in place, not allowing him to pull back for more than a moment, and Jay doesn’t want to leave, he’s a chained man.
It’s only when Jungwon starts to push down against Jay’s hips that he pulls back with a groan. And Jungwon just stares at him breathing heavily, and that smell is so potent now, the sweetness that’s coming from Jungwon. Jay buries his face in Jungwon’s neck and inhales deeply, it’s an applied perfume, Jay tries to remind himself through the cloud of rut, but it still smells so strong, it hasn’t faded and Jay feels intoxicated by it. So much so that he growls possessively, running his teeth along his scent gland, feeling out where a mating bite would go. Jay grips the bed sheets tightly to ground himself, he wants to claim him so bad, it would be so easy too, to bite down at the base of Jungwon’s neck, permanently mark him as his own. He could take care of him that way, keep his omega safe.
Not his omega, not even an omega at all, Jungwon was still a pup, Jay turns his face away from Jungwon’s neck and allows himself to break the skin of his shoulder, letting out a low rumbling groan. Despite the misplaced bite, it satisfies some of his alpha desire to mark him. Feeling more content and calm with a little faux claim.
He allows himself a little more free reign to litter hickeys over Jungwon’s neck, claiming him as best he can without leaving them permanently tied to each other. Jungwon keens and whimpers at each love bite, now rolling his hips against Jay’s. Jay moans at what is the most stimulation to his cock so far. Sitting heavy against the cleft of Jungwon’s ass.
Jungwon whines as he does his best to slide his hole over Jay’s shaft, pleading with his body and his words, “Want alpha to fuck me.”
Jay growls, “Oh, alpha will fuck you alright.”
Jungwon preens at that, his back arching off the bed, pushing his chest up to meet Jay’s and still grinding down against him, doing his best to have them touching as much as possible. His small hands tug at the hem of Jay’s shirt, desperate for skin on skin contact.
The shirt takes a small effort to remove, the rut sweat making the material stick to him. Jay sits back to pull it over his head and toss it somewhere to the floor of his room. When he looks back down at Jungwon his eyes are wide and dancing across all the skin that’s revealed to him. In seconds Jungwon is making grabby hands and Jay slips a hand under Jungwon’s lower back, pulling him up to sit in his lap. Jay helps Jungwon pull his hoodie over his own head and drop it onto the sheets.
Jay holds Jungwon close and guides them to rock against each other, Jungwon rolling down against Jay, Jay traces open-mouthed kisses along Jungwon’s jaw, noticing the already blooming colours on his skin. Jungwon’s hands are back in Jay’s hair, keeping him there. The pads of his fingers providing a nice pressure, before he starts pulling at his strands in desperate need.
Jay moves one hand underneath Jungwon, caressing his ass on the way down before prodding at his hole and slipping a finger inside. He’s still wet from the lube, but there’s a bit more friction from the amount of it that has come out and made a sticky mess on his thighs.
Jungwon jumps at the intrusion, a little breathy moan leaving him as he says, “More, alpha, more…”
Despite the waning lubricant, Jay moves to pressing in three fingers, patience wearing thin. Jungwon is tense around him, it’s a tight squeeze, not the most comfortable. He wraps his arms around Jay’s back to hold on to him.
Jungwon is whimpering a bit and Jay shushes him. He kisses his nose delicately, “Relax little omega.”
Jay releases Jungwon’s waist to grab a pillow and pull it towards them. Taking his fingers out, Jay lowers Jungwon back to the bed, hips landing onto the pillow he’d just arranged there. Jungwon’s arms are still wrapped around Jay and he quickly secures his legs around his waist as well, not allowing Jay to move away, keeping him closely hovering above him.
Jay chuckles a little, “So needy.”
“Mhm,” Jungwon agrees, staring up at Jay, “Need it, need you so bad, please alpha, please me.” And for good measure he tips his head to the side, baring his throat to Jay so openly once again.
Jay growls, taking his teeth to Jungwon’s neck again. Grazing the flesh there, being consumed by the tantalising scent, and leaving his own behind. Telling himself a scent claim is strong enough, he doesn’t need to bite him, but by god does his alpha want to.
Jay takes a hand to his cock, stroking it a couple times, before lining himself up with Jungwon. He guides the head to meet Jungwon’s rim, and Jungwon jumps at the touch, gripping Jay tighter. His nails dig into Jay’s back a little, and it’s the brief nick of pain that pulls Jay out of the haze momentarily.
“Are you really sure you want this Wonie, sure you can handle it?” Jay says as a final test, not that he thinks he could stop if Jungwon said no, his alpha has a strong hold on him, the omega heat scent surrounding him, mixing with his own scent of rut, he knows there’s no going back now. But he has to ask one last time, while he has even a little bit of sanity.
“I can take it.” Jungwon says resolutely, simply, eyes clear, looking through Jay’s soul. He knows Jungwon won’t be able to walk at the end of this, and yet his pup self is so determined to have him.
Jay’s satisfied enough with the answer, resigned to Jungwon’s desires, and to his own instincts, “You gonna take me like a good omega, pleasing your alpha hmm.”
Jungwon whines high and loud, “Please alpha, please give me your knot.” And it’s unbelievable to think that Jungwon’s not even an omega and not even in heat, and yet the way he’s acting, Jay can’t hold himself back.
“Mine, my omega,” Jay all but growls as he slides home, steadily sheathing himself inside Jungwon. And as much as he has the mind to be cautious of this being Jungwon’s first time, the wet heat and the scent still rolling heavily from Jungwon’s glands has his control entirely forgotten.
Jungwon chokes on a scream, breath knocked out of him. There’s barely enough lube surviving in his hole and it’s painful. The friction and the drag of Jay pushing in feels like his senses are dialled up to eleven.
Jay thrusts shallowly in and out of Jungwon as he gradually works his entire length inside. The concentration and control breaking out a sweat on his forehead. The sensation is so much; pleasure like he hasn’t felt before.
Jungwon’s gripping onto him harshly, trying to ground himself, tears flowing freely. “Hyung, please, Jay-hyung please.”
Jay just groans as he pushes in further, strong grip on Jungwon’s waist and the sheets beside his head. He can’t concede much to any of Jungwon’s pleas, he’s already expelling his whole focus on the current rhythm. He’s lapping at Jungwon’s neck and biting along his collarbone which only provides the younger a mild distraction from him penetrating deeper into his core.
Jungwon lets out a strangled sound when Jay pulls out a little and thrusts back in harshly, he’s managed to get further than before, and he must be close to being all the way in. Jungwon’s babbling, hiccupping, it hurts, it hurts… “Slow.. Alpha… slow down, alpha, please…”
“Shh, little omega,” Jay responds this time, but he’s barely lucid. He kisses all over Jungwon’s face to soothe him. Lips pressing to his cheeks, his forehead, his brows. He’s grinding into him now, thrusting slower, as he kisses away Jungwon’s tears, “Be good for me, omega, let alpha take care of you.”
Jungwon shivers, melting into the sheets with a whine. And it’s only a few more delicate caresses before Jay feels the resistance lessen, Jungwon’s walls relaxing around him. He picks his pace back up, relishing in the slide. Working up to a brutal pace, chasing his alphas desires. Getting giddy pleasure from the plethora of sounds Jungwon is making.
Jungwon’s small leaking cock jumps with each thrust Jay makes. Jay takes it in hand, thumb brushing over the head before he gets distracted by the impression that comes and goes beside it on Jungwon’s flat tummy.
Jay places his hand there, awed. “Look at you,” He thrusts in hard and stays there, to appreciate the visible proof of how deep inside his omega he is, “So full of just my cock. Feel how deep I am. Let alpha fill you up. Gonna breed you.”
Jungwon reaches his hand down to feel the slight distension of his lower abdomen. He keens, fully comprehending the depth of their coupling, “Please, please alpha, give me your knot.”
Jay lets out a deep groan and continues to fuck in to Jungwon. Mind set on giving his omega what he needs. It’s so base, the instinct of an alpha to provide and to please. The determination sets into his bones, to be a good alpha.
He shifts them slightly, getting a better grip of Jungwon’s hip while still being anchored to the bed with one arm. The shift must help him find Jungwon’s prostate as he cries loudly. The contact of Jay’s cock sliding against it sees Jungwon’s own cock spurting pathetic streaks of cum across their torsos.
With Jungwon’s sudden release, he begins to shake from the continuous pleasure, letting out little pained cries. Jay pushes through Jungwon’s sounds of protest, focused on breeding his omega. Shushing him, brushing back the hair from his face, not allowing anything to inhibit his pace, but still having the mind to soothe his omega, trying to assure him he’ll have what he needs soon.
Jungwon grips Jay’s arms hard, short nails digging little crescents into his flesh, “Alpha.. please..” The cries are wet with tears.
Jay kisses the salty tracks away. “Shhh baby,” he coos, “Alpha’s gonna knot you, plug you full.” He pushes his nose into Jungwon’s scent gland, inhaling him once again. He releases his own scent to wash over his omega, and it works as he feels less tension in Jungwon’s body, allowing him to drive home. His thrusts get more irregular as he gets closer, steadily inflating knot getting caught on Jungwon’s rim.
Jungwon’s hiccuping, whimpering, and Jay tries to swallow his sounds with his own mouth. Jungwon takes to it like he’s starved. Trying to take as many kisses from Jay as he can.
Jay pulls away to focus on his last effort, looking down at Jungwon’s pretty, wet eyes, mouth hanging open with his panting. The sight causes Jay’s hips to stutter. Seeing Jungwon’s expression is all it takes, the longing behind his gaze. He makes the final push, locking his knot all the way in, with a bite to Jungwon’s clavicle, letting himself go. A deep groan rumbling from his chest. Jungwon moans along with him, giving way to little breathy sounds. A hiccup here and there.
Jungwon’s ass is flush to his hips, hole so snug he’s sure if Jungwon had a womb they would be making direct connection. The idea of giving Jungwon a pup has his alpha puffing out his chest in pride. Jay’s whole body is pulsing still with the periodical release of his cum into Jungwon. The feeling keeping his instincts alive, Jungwon holding him so tightly, not allowing a single drop to go to waste. And Jay’s alpha is pleased to have him in his arms, though he doesn’t want to bear his weight down on him.
With a supporting arm under Jungwon’s back he turns the two of them over so he’s lying on Jay’s chest instead. He guides his head to the crook of his neck, running soothing hands up and down his back and sides. Feeling his breathing and heart rate calm down slowly. A hand tangling in Jungwon’s hair, pressing kisses to his scent gland. His alpha sated for the moment, breathing his omega in.
Not his omega. Jay shakes himself, not an omega at all. Pup. The pup he wanted to protect.
Jay huffs against Jungwon's throat, still panting slightly from exertion, “I can't believe you.”
Jungwon hums in question, stirring a little out of his post sex bubble.
“You found a way to push my buttons just right.”
Jungwon props himself up on his arms to look down at Jay properly. He takes a moment, blinking, clearing his throat, coming back to himself. Eyes clearing where Jay hadn’t hardly noticed an absence. “I knew you wanted me..” He says slowly, pout taking over his features, in a way that’s cute but still serious. “You just never goddamn acted on it,” He huffs. “Until now. With a little push.” And Jungwon wiggles his hips for emphasis, expression turning to poorly masked glee.
Jay hisses at the stimulation on his knot. He pulls Jungwon tighter to himself, holding him still with the strength of his arms wrapped around his back, not allowing him the room to move again. “You brat,” He grits.
Jungwon giggles, but obediently stays still. Pushing his face back down into Jay’s neck and humming in contentment as he’s allowed the full reign to scent the alpha there. Even bold enough to leave kisses and little nips of his own.
“You’ll be the death of me,” Jay mutters.
Jungwon pauses but he doesn’t say anything for a while. Thinking loudly in the silence. Seemingly mulling over his words.
Jay goes back to running lazy fingers through his hair. Resigned to wait for whatever Jungwon has to say, if he even decides to say it. They’ve got a little bit of time before Jay’s knot goes down, and hopefully a little more time before the next wave of his rut rolls in.
It’s a quiet utterance when Jungwon speaks, “Thank you.”
The words take Jay aback. “For?” He asks.
“Finally fucking me.”
It’s obscene language but Jungwon said it so seriously, sincerely, and Jay can’t help but laugh, “Don’t thank me so quickly, I’ve still got a couple days of my rut left, and I’m not planning on letting you go anytime soon.”
Needless to say, Jay is not at all surprised that Jungwon can hardly walk when they depart his and Jake’s shared room two days later. And he’s sure to remind Jungwon everytime he complains about the aching pain and unreasonable size of alphas knots that it was his own fault for using the heat perfume. Though he does apologise for making Jungwon feel the need to take matters into his own hands. Maybe in another life they would have talked out the brewing tension before jumping each other's bones.