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Sunghoon prides himself in being a levelheaded and rational alpha in almost everything that he does, he prefers to let logic guide him. However, there is a certain exception that even logic cannot rule over, that exception being a certain omega. The one omega that can get his blood rushing and boiling all at once. Case in point being the alpha speeding down the highway after the text message he received from his cousin ten minutes ago, accompanied by a short video of the omega dancing provocatively in the club they were getting drinks at.
His pretty little omega, feisty in his ways, gorgeous in his looks and apparently, a terrible listener that loves going against anything Sunghoon says.
The alpha had wasted no time in dropping everything – everything being the business proposal he was working on and racing to get to his omega. He pulls into the parking lot, completely unbothered by how much he stands out as he gets out of the car, his black slacks and white collared shirt not quite blending in with the throngs of scantily dressed partygoers. He pays them no mind; attention completely focused on finding a certain badly behaved omega.
He has just about entered the club when he spots his cousin, Sunoo, “Hyung.” his cousin beckons him over. He looked flushed and little nervous considering he was the one that had invited Sunghoon’s mate out, only to call Sunghoon to help with said mate. Sunghoon makes his way over, “Hyung, I -”, the beta tries to explan but the alpha doesn’t let the younger finish, “I’ll deal with you later, cousin. Where is he?” his voice is stern as his eyes scan the club.
“He’s by the bar, hyung.” Sunoo points to the crowded bar, words slightly slurred.
Sunghoon nods, “Here’s the keys, go wait in the car.” He tells Sunoo before making his way over to the bar. He feels his nerves rise when he sees the omega downing a shooter, clad in a two-piece outfit, his belly and legs on full display, his hair falling prettily over his eyes, skin flushed and that breathtaking smile directed at someone that isn’t Sunghoon.
“Jongseong!” he calls out, taking quick steps to get to the omega.
The omega whips his head around, that smile widening when he spots the alpha, “Hoonie.” He drawls out, stretching his arms out to welcome his mate, “When did you get here?”
Sunghoon feels like throwing up at the smell in the air, horny alphas surrounding his omega even with his mating mark on full display – fucking pathetic. He knows his omega is attractive, hell he is one of the most gorgeous beings out there, but Sunghoon has never been good with sharing and he isn’t about to start now.
Jongseong throws his hands around the alpha, inhaling his mate’s bergamot scent, his lips brushing over Sunghoon’s matching mating mark, sighing in content, “Let’s get you home, baby.” he whispers into the omega’s ear, hands wrapping possessively around his mate’s waist.
The next twenty minutes are a blur as Sunghoon works on autopilot. He drops Sunoo off at his dorm and then heads back to his shared apartment. Jongseong giggles when the alpha picks him up bridal style, balancing his shoes in one hand. The omega can’t help but to place a kiss on the alpha’s cheek, smile dopey and eyes full of love. Sunghoon knows that his mate is aware that he is brooding and trying to butter him up. It usually works but not this time.
He plops the omega down onto their bed, Jongseong laughs all giddy and relaxed. The alcohol in his system obviously makes him feel carefree.
“You said you were going out for drinks with Sunoo, so how did the night end up like this?” the alpha grits out, watching as the omega perches himself on his hindlegs, hands placed prettily on his bare thighs, engagement ring shining brightly on his left hand, “I’m sorry, alpha. I might have gotten a little carried away.” Jongseong giggles, that pretty flush traveling down his body, testing Sunghoon’s very thin patience.
The alpha snorts, not at all amused, “It seems that a mating mark and ring are not enough to remind you and others of who you belong to”, Sunghoon begins unbuttoning his shirt, walking like a hunter towards his prey as he gets closer to the bed, “Looks like I’ll have to get creative.” His voice comes out huskier; his eyes set on his mate in front of him.
He watches Jongseong gulp, his fingers twitching where they lay on his thighs, “And how do you plan on doing that?” he asks, voice not as confident as it was earlier.
Sunghoon tries not to get lost in his omega’s sparkly eyes – those eyes have been his downfall many times before, his shirt hangs open, showing off his defined abs as he leans down to place a chaste kiss on Jongseong’s naturally pouty lips, “I’ll just have to put my pup in you.”
He watches with satisfaction when the omega intakes a sharp breathe, his lily scent spiking with arousal, he lets his hands wrap around Jongseong’s bare waist, squeezing a little which draws a shaky gasp from the latter, “It is only when you are swollen with my seed, that people – alphas and the likes of them will get the message that you are mine.”
His mate reaches up, fingers tugging at the alpha’s collar, “Nothing would make me prouder.” he whispers into the space between their lips. That is Sunghoon’s undoing as his lip’s descent upon his mates. Jongseong’s hands wrap around his shoulders as he leans up to deepen the kiss – the position slightly uncomfortable for his knees but he finds himself too lost in the alpha to care.
Sunghoon bites down on the omega’s lower lip, relishing in the little whimpers it draws from Jongseong. He mouths along the omega’s exposed neck, tongue licking at the mating mark, “So beautiful, my sweet omega.”
“Sunghoon, please.” His mate whimpers, eyes locking with his, pleading and glazed over.
“What do you want, baby?”
“I want you; I just want you.” The omega whines.
Sunghoon kisses his mate again, hands dropping to his plush thighs, grabbing them and pulling the omega onto his back, drawing a surprised yelp from him as Jongseong’s legs dangle off the bed. The alpha kneels before his mate whilst Jongseong watches him, resting on his elbows. Sunghoon never breaks eye contact even when his fingers reach for the omega’s shorts, undoing the buttons and zipper. His nails lightly trace Jongseong’s skin as he pulls the garment down along with his mate’s panty, a string of slick connecting between his pussy and his panty.
Jongseong breathes harder, chest rising faster in anticipation. Sunghoon nips at the skin on his hip before peppering kisses on his thighs, a firm hand closes around an ankle, hiking the omega’s leg up, bending it at the knee. Grabbing his omega’s other leg, Sunghoon hikes it over his shoulder. The alpha’s hands grip onto his mate’s thighs, nails digging in before his mouth descends upon Jongseong’s wet heat.
The omega cries out in pleasure, the feel of Sunghoon’s mouth on his pussy almost unbearable considering how horny his been since the moment his mate had showed up.
Sunghoon smirks against Jongseong’s soft folds before his mouth closes around the omega’s clit, sucking the soft flesh into his mouth.
“Oh fuck!” Jongseong cries out, one hand settling onto the alpha’s head, tugging softly at his hair as his head falls back onto the bed, mouth open, “Sunghoon, alpha”, he breathes out, “Don’t stop.”
“Wasn’t planning on it.” the alpha says smugly, two fingers spreading into a V to spread Jongseong’s folds apart before sinking his tongue into the tight heat, fucking his mate with it. The omega tugs harder on Sunghoon’s hair, his heel digging into the alpha’s back, heat traveling up his body, his mating mark throbbing with the pleasure – a fleeting thought that he should make his mate angry more often passes through his mind. He feels the string snap, clear liquid gushing out of his cunt, wetting Sunghoon’s face and chest. Jongseong’s body shivers as he rides out his orgasm – the alpha lapping greedily at his pussy.
Sunghoon pulls away to look at his mate’s state, the lewd sight that greets him makes him painfully aware of the throbbing bulge in his pants – Jongseong is a panting mess, eyes glazed over, lips bitten raw and a red flush engulfing his entire body. The alpha sits up, pulling his shirt off completely before tugging his pants off too. His cock hits his stomach, swollen and leaking pre-come.
“You’re ready, baby?” he asks. Jongseong nods immediately, “Yes.” his mate answers dazedly.
Sunghoon gathers the omega in his hands, switching positions as he sits on the edge of the bed, sinking Jongseong down onto his length. They moan in unison at the feeling of finally being joined together. Sunghoon guides his mate’s hips as they move together, mouths connecting in a searing kiss, “I love you.” Jongseong says against his lips.
“I love you too.”
Letting his hands run up Jongseong’s body, Sunghoon’s fingers push his top up along with it, fingers pulling at the omega’s erect nipples, “Can’t wait to see these fill out with milk. Just know you'll look so pretty carrying our pup.”
Jongseong squeals, more slick leaking out where they are connected – the idea of carrying their pup, more appealing than ever. Of-course Sunghoon feels it, mouth closing around a bud, sucking on it as he fucks up into his mate.
“Tell me you’re mine.” Sunghoon says, eyes locked on his mate, he can feel the telltale signs of his knot forming.
“Yes.” Jongseong wails, “I’m yours, I’ve always been yours.”
The alpha pulls his mate impossibly close, head resting against his chest as they move faster, “I’m coming, fuck.”
"Yes, give it to me, alpha."
Sunghoon releases into his mate, hot ropes of come settling deep into Jongseong’s heat as his knot pops, locking them together whilst the omega releases a few seconds later, slick leaking between them.
Jongseong collapses against Sunghoon, exhausted and satiated. His sweet lily scent enveloping the couple. Sunghoon kisses his omega, releasing his own scent to comfort his mate, his alpha satisfied at claiming Jongseong.
“Sleep, baby. I’ll clean us up once my knot deflates.” He whispers, placing a kiss on Jongseong’s forehead. The omega preens at the love and attention as Sunghoon rolls them over onto the bed into a more comfortable position, nuzzling his nose into Jongseong’s neck and his hand laying over his mate’s belly.
If they have to move the wedding up a couple months because of a little bun in the oven, well then that’s for them to know.