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“How’s it going in there? Are the new uniforms fitting you guys?”

Jisung was standing with his back to the locker room door, so he wouldn’t even catch a glimpse inside if the door suddenly swung open. He liked to think of it as Pervert Protection.

As much as he’d love to actually be inside the locker room alongside a bunch of hot omegas changing clothes, it was safer for him to be out here. If he was caught trying to sneak a peek, he’d surely be hosed down and chased out with a detachable shower head.

Muffled through the door, Jisung could hear the familiar sound of Felix laughing.

“Um… there’s good news and bad news.”

That was a weird way to answer Jisung’s question and this made the alpha turn around, face scrunched up in confusion.

“...what?”

The door carefully opened just enough for Felix to step out, presumably to protect the privacy of the other omegas changing inside. Not that Jisung was craning his neck to try and get a front row ticket to this peep show…

“The good news is, they fit.” Felix said, sheepishly scratching the back of his neck as he looked down at himself. “The bad news is… they fit a little too well.”

Jisung’s eyes nearly popped out of his head as he took in the sight before him.

Gone was the typical basketball uniform of a rumpled jersey and long, baggy shorts. Instead, Felix was wearing a skintight top, the words LEVANTER VOLLEYBALL CLUB stretched so widely across his chest that it was almost illegible.

The matching shorts were so tiny, they could legally be classified as panties with how they barely kissed the tops of Felix’s thighs. They snuggly hugged the omega’s cute little butt, showing off that delicious crease where thigh met ass when Felix spun in a circle.

Was this God blessing Jisung because he had been respecting omegas so much lately? If so, keep the forbidden fruit coming his way!

“Damn!” Jisung finally said, because he had been silent for so long it had started to get suspicious. He must have resembled a horned up cartoon character in that moment, eyes bulging out of his head and tongue practically lolling out onto the ground. “You look… wow!”

“I know.” Felix agreed and turned around to check out his own ass. He reached back to pull the shorts down, trying in vain to cover butt cheek. Fortunately for Jisung, Felix just ended up revealing the waistband of the panties he was wearing underneath. Pink and frilly… God was giving with both hands today!

“Um…” Jisung was struggling to be normal and tried to casually adjust himself in his pants, so as to not scare Felix away. The omega was like a skittish baby deer, and any sudden noise or erection would surely have him fleeing. “Are these your new uniforms now? Because if they are, I totally support them. Totally, absolutely, for sure, whole heartedly… hole… hard… I mean- !”

“What?!” Felix laughed in disbelief. “No way! I think the company we ordered through made a mistake and sent us girl omega volleyball uniforms instead! They’re… really unforgiving down under.”

Felix patted his lower belly and it took every bit of Jisung’s self control to keep his eyes up. Even though he really wanted to keep his eye on the prize. Felix’s family jewels...

“No way for me to see if that’s true, so I’ll just have to take your word for it.” Jisung let out an awkward laugh. “It’s like I always say. Believe omegas.”

“Right…” Felix was giving him some serious side eye and this seemed to be a dog whistle for the omega’s guard dog of a boyfriend.

Chan hurried over from across the gym, with the intensity of Batman motivated by the bat symbol. BatChan was on high alert, eyes darting around to scope out the situation before him.

“Baby, I love the outfit.” Chan said, hands coming up to grab Felix’s slim hips and subtly try to cover the half naked omega up. “But what’s it doing outside of our bedroom? I didn’t know you wanted to start roleplaying in public…”

Jisung made a face akin to someone being kicked in the knot. There was one Bang Chan sized obstacle on the path to Felix’s heart and Jisung wasn’t in the mood to be turned into a human pretzel by the other alpha. So, he chose to lust after Felix from afar. Like he was bird watching…

Not that Jisung would be lusting after birds if he was to bird watch- this was a confusing metaphor. Although, Jisung kind of wished he had a pair of binoculars on him the moment Minho walked out of the changing room, just to admire every inch of the omega. And his inches were admiring the omega too.

While Chan and Felix were canoodling in the corner, looking like the story of Little Red Riding Hood and The Big Bad Wolf had taken a really horny turn, Jisung turned his attention to Minho.

Unlike Felix, Minho seemed to be delighted by this uniform kerfuffle. He posed with his hands on either side of the doorway, dramatically arching his back so his form could truly be appreciated.

And what a formidable form it was. Minho’s thick thighs were stretching those little shorts to their limit, the flimsy fabric threatening to tear in two. The form fitting uniform clung to Minho’s body like a second skin, seriously emphasizing his full figure.

Those legs could easily crush a watermelon and Jisung suddenly wanted nothing more than to reincarnate as the fruit in his next life. He was already pretty damn fruity in this life, so he was halfway there.

“We are about to win every game we play now.” Minho looked utterly delighted by this.

“Shouldn’t we want to win based on our talents?” Jeongin asked, pushing Minho aside from where he was blocking the changing room door.

Their youngest omega looked far less amused by this soon to be sticky situation, staring down at his scantily clad body in annoyance. It seemed like every uniform was progressively getting smaller, as Jeongin looked like he’d tried to squeeze his body into clothes made for an omega in junior high.

“Jeonginnie, trust me.” Minho purred. “My thunder thighs are very talented.”

Then he reached down to smack them, the bare flesh jiggling upon impact.

Jisung was so turned on, he was about to figure out if anime style horny nosebleeds were real or not. He could feel it coming- the nosebleed! Not him! Don’t be a pervert…

Panicked and needing a distraction to help deflate his dick, Jisung quickly turned to look at Chan.

Not that the other alpha was a boner buzz kill. If Jisung were to be reincarnated as a knot sucker, Chan would be the first alpha he came to! It was just that, Chan had a sixth sense for when Jisung was thinking perverted thoughts and was quick to glare at him and scare the arousal out of his body.

Unfortunately, Chan was busy pulling off his own jacket to wrap around Felix protectively. Jisung sighed and mentally said goodbye to the sight of Felix’s half naked banging body before it was so rudely censored.

The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away…

“I feel naked. Actually no, this is worse than being naked somehow.” Jeongin said, shyly pressing his legs together. This inadvertently emphasized his plush thighs in the process, that were already fighting for their life against the tightness of the shorts.

The omega’s pose was very demure, very mindful. And Jisung’s mind was full of inappropriate thoughts- .

“Imagine being naked on court.” Minho said, with a faraway look in his eyes like he was actually imagining it. “So many balls bouncing around…”

Jisung was so busy laughing at that, and also being intrigued by that mental image, he almost missed the sight of Hyunjin walking out of the changing room.

Almost.

It was like the Birth of Venus painting but, somehow, way more hornier. And way more beautiful. The goddess of love had nothing on Hwang Hyunjin.

Hyunjin had one arm folded over his chest, and used the other to reach down and try and hide his junk. His bigger than average hands didn’t just help him out on the court. He was able to cover all his offending areas with ease, leaving very little for Jisung to ogle.

Luckily for Jisung, and unluckily for Hyunjin, he was a professional pervert. So, Jisung happily feasted on the sight of Hyunjin’s smooth pale abdomen where his jersey ended right above his belly button. Yeah, that sight was going into the spank bank for later.

“Guys,” Hyunjin began. His face was flushed a sweet pink as he stood frozen in the doorway, looking terrified of moving any of his limbs. “I have… a problem.”

Minho, who seemed to be able to read minds and used this superpower exclusively for evil, turned with a slow smile.

“Is it a small problem?” He asked in a voice that was so innocent, it looped back around to sounding ominous. “Or is it a… big problem?”

Felix and Jeongin burst out laughing, and even Chan looked amused by this. Jisung didn’t like being on the outside of the world’s greatest inside joke, and looked back at Hyunjin in confusion. The omega was smiling too, but he looked a little guilty at finding this- whatever it was- funny.

“Wait, what’s wrong?” Jisung asked. This time, he wasn’t looking at Hyunjin’s body just to check the omega out. He was checking him out, to try and find out what the problem was here. Like a more adult version of the game “I Spy”.

Hyunjin shyly turned his gaze to Jisung, peering at the alpha through dark lashes. He looked even more embarrassed, blush darkening as he hugged himself even tighter.

“Worry about yourself, weirdo.” Hyunjin huffed and pouted. “I’m fine, I swear.”

Jisung wasn’t convinced.

“Are you sure?” He pressed, studying Hyunjin’s face carefully. “You can borrow my jacket if you need to- uh… cover up?”

Jisung’s jacket on Hyunjin would probably be more of a crop top, but it was the thought that counted- right?

This rewarded Jisung with one of Hyunjin’s most precious smiles. His teeth peeked cutely from behind his lips and he ducked his head bashfully, bangs falling into his sparkling eyes.

“Han Jisung actually acting like a gentleman?” Hyunjin giggled to himself. “I never thought I’d live to see the day.”

“I’m a gentleman in the streets and anything but a gentle man in the sheets.” Jisung teased, grinning when his words made all the omegas- and Chan- around him react. Hyunjin and Jeongin groaned while Felix, Minho and Chan laughed.

That was an over 50% success rate, which was a win for Jisung!

“I need to leave right now.” Hyunjin announced loudly and dramatically, before he turned to head back into the changing room.

Jisung’s eyes instantly dropped down to Hyunjin’s ass, grinning in appreciation at the sight. That was enough respecting omegas for one day. Hyunjin’s buttcheeks had sucked in the little shorts, nearly transforming them into a thong. Unfortunately for him, and very fortunately for Jisung, the omega didn’t have enough hands to cover himself everywhere.

Hyunjin hesitated with his hand on the changing room door before turning his head to spare Jisung one last glance. The alpha froze, eyes shooting up as he prayed he wasn’t caught in the middle of this slime crime.

“Seriously. Just forget about this, Jisungie. It’s not your problem anyway.”

And that was the ominous note he left Jisung on before disappearing into the changing room.

Minho, who almost definitely could read Jisung’s mind and took great pleasure in using this superpower to torture the alpha, smirked.

“I mean, Jisungie’s knot is definitely a problem.” He teased, laughing when his words made Jisung scramble to adjust himself in his pants. “But is it a small problem, or a big one?”

Jisung whined and clawed at his face in embarrassment, hoping no one saw how he got harder after being bullied by a hot omega. It was already hard enough being a pervert! If his friends found out about his degradation kink, it would be over for him.

Jisung’s life or his dick couldn’t get any harder. Otherwise, he might actually be in danger of exploding.

That interaction between Hyunjin and Jisung had been suspiciously nice. Even though the two were technically friends and hung out often, they acted like two warring countries forced to sit down with each other- and Felix was stuck as their mediator.

Hyunjin’s personality fluctuated as often as the weather. The weather itself could change up his mood too. If a strong gust of wind blew Hyunjin’s hair into his face, ruining his hairstyle and causing strands to cling to his glossy lips, his cheerful mood would do a 180.

Not to be biased, but Jisung was never in the wrong when it came to Hyunjin. He came to the omega- that was poorly worded.

He approached the omega with nothing but kindness in his heart, a smile on his face, and with a boner that was only half hard at most.

Listen. Jisung was just an alpha and Hyunjin was easily the most beautiful omega he’d ever seen.

Jisung had held this belief since the very first moment he’d met Hyunjin, through Chan and Felix back in his first year of university.

And Jisung thought it was all business as usual as he bowed in greeting to Felix’s beautiful omega friend. He distinctly remembered that Hyunjin was dressed like Korean Barbie on his way to a Parisian art class. The omega wore a beret and fancy silk shirt, and the air conditioning had caused his nipples to peek through like two delicious little Hershey’s milk chocolate kisses.

Although, in Jisung’s defence, he had barely registered this. All he had done was a quick customary once over of Hyunjin’s body, but the omega had caught him red handed in this slime crime.

“My eyes are up here, knothead.” Hyunjin sneered. In that moment, he transformed from a goddess level omega to some sort of demon. And not even a fun, sexy demon like a succubus!

Felix had rolled his eyes, looking both bored and annoyed like this was a common occurrence for the two of them. Meanwhile, Chan was trying and failing to hide his laughter. He was probably secretly relieved that Jisung had fucked up so badly and quickly, making him look better in comparison.

And because Jisung was an idiot who was dangerously and lethally stupid, all he could sputter out in his panic was;

“You know, nipples are kinda like the eyes of your chest!”

Okay maybe Jisung was sometimes in the wrong when it came to Hyunjin.

Hyunjin had held a grudge against the alpha ever since. There was no forgiving, and certainly no forgetting here.

Jisung tried to get along with Hyunjin for the sake of their shared friend group, and the two occasionally shared a kind moment. Well… kinda a kind moment.

Oftentimes, Jisung felt like he and Hyunjin acted like pups on a playground who were mean to each other because they didn’t know how to process their feelings. But, on the other hand, maybe that was all in Jisung’s head and Hyunjin just didn’t like him.

That couldn’t possibly be true, because that option hurt Jisung’s feelings!

Besides, he liked the enemies to enemies with sexual tension thing that he and Hyunjin had going on. And seeing Hyunjin’s banging body stretch that tiny little uniform to its limits was like throwing gasoline on the flames of Jisung’s crush.

But even as he jerked to the memory, late at night under his covers with a KnotHub video playing in his headphones, Jisung couldn’t stop thinking about one thing in particular.

What was Hyunjin’s problem- small or big- that had him covering himself up like that? And why had the other omegas thought that was so hilarious? And why was Chan in on it too? And why hadn’t Chan gotten yelled at for thinking omega business was funny? If Jisung was in too good of a mood around Hyunjin, the omega would often tell him “alpha’s should never be happy!”.

And then the adorable sight of Hyunjin scowling and shrieking would just make Jisung smile harder.

Yeah, that was the only part of Jisung that became harder…

All those questions shot right out of Jisung’s head, around the same time he came and shot loads of cum all over himself. Post nut clarity was a beautiful thing. He was so busy with cleaning himself up, he forgot about the mystery of Hyunjin’s mysterious downstairs package.

But, Jisung was forced to confront it a few days later.

He had come over to Chan and Felix’s apartment to finish getting ready for a mutual friend’s party. The group chat had let him know that a few of their other friends were already there so Jisung was quick to hurry down the hallway.

He was all smiles as the door swung open, waiting to be greeted by the sight of a dolled up Felix. Jisung’s smile dropped considerably at the sight of Chan, posture automatically slouching and eyes rolling in frustration.

On the contrary, Chan was beaming like he took great pleasure in being a literal cock block barrier in between his boyfriend and Jisung.

“Jisungie! Come inside!” Chan reached out and hauled Jisung into the apartment, treating him less like a person and more like a box that had been delivered by Amazon Slime.

“Not the person I wanted to hear that from.” Jisung teased and Chan just playfully ruffled his hair. He couldn’t tell if it was better or worse that Chan didn’t see him as a legitimate threat.

On one hand, it hurt Jisung’s pride that another alpha didn’t see him as a worthy opponent. As someone capable of stealing Chan’s omega from him. Which Jisung totally was by the way. He was just never using his full manpower, out of respect for his friend group. Obviously.

On the other hand… Jisung liked not being dead. So. Yeah.

“Felix and the boys are getting ready in our bedroom. You should go join them.” Chan said and settled back on the couch. He was such a dad, already dressed and waiting for everyone else as he watched the evening news.

“Don’t have to tell me twice.” Jisung was back to smiling as he made his way to the bedroom. His brain was full of slick, and images of half naked omegas helping each other get dressed swam in it.

Nipple pasties, thong panties, body glitter- Jisung was smiling so hard it hurt.

And it wasn’t the only thing so hard it hurt. That one super hot idol omega was right. Life was so good- .

For the second time that evening, Jisung’s smile dropped in frustration at the sight before him. Instead of a hot half naked omega opening the bedroom door and coyly inviting Jisung inside, it was just Seungmin.

The other alpha stared blankly at him, neither being happy to see the other.

“I guess we’re just inviting anyone.” Seungmin said, his solemn tone ruined by the way he couldn’t stop himself from smiling. Bullying Jisung seemed to be the entire friend group’s favourite pastime.

“Very funny. Now if you’ll kindly get out of my way, troll guarding bridge- .” Jisung began and cackled when his words made Seungmin scowl.

Meeting the other alpha snark for snark seemed to be the secret password. Seungmin stepped aside and allowed Jisung to enter the bedroom, although not without one last dig at his outfit.

“You look dumb.” Seungmin said and that was all the confirmation Jisung needed that he was on theme for tonight’s party.

“It’s a Y2K party, man.” Jisung pointed out. He hadn’t wanted to buy anything new for the night so he’d recycled an old oversized jersey and thrown it over a pair of baggy jeans. Paired with his hair he’d done in a neat middle part, he looked like the picture perfect boy band member from the early 2000’s.

“Besides!” Jisung continued and gestured to where Seungmin was wearing a simple button up and slacks. “You’re the one who looks stupid! Did you even try?”

Seungmin just smirked.

“Dude, I am Y2K. I mean, I’m a 00 liner. It doesn’t get more Y2K than that.”

Jisung’s eyes widened in realization.

“Oh my God, so am I…” Jisung whispered to himself. “Why did I even dress up…”

“Jisungie! Wow, you look so sexy!”

Oh right. That was why.

Minho, who was dressed as some sort of pimp in an oversized fur coat and giant hat, stepped out of the nearby walk-in closet and made his way over to Jisung. His cane glittered in the light as he used it to poke Jisung right under the chin before forcing the alpha to lift his head.

Jisung, who was at his happiest being a hot omega’s bitch, grinned from ear to ear.

“So do you, hyung!”

This caused Minho to smirk and he slowly lowered his cane until it was dangerously close to the already low waistband of Jisung’s jeans.

“Thank you.” He said and then cast a glance back at the walk-in closet where Hyunjin and Felix could be heard whispering and giggling to each other. “Wait until you see my bitches though.”

Seungmin looked like he was praying for a Y2K-like apocalypse to come and swiftly kill them all.

“This boy brothel needs to be shut down.” He grumbled and Minho just smirked.

“Don’t listen to him!” Jisung was quick to reassure Minho. “I’ll happily keep this boy brothel in boy business! Sorry Seungmin over here doesn’t support sex workers, but I do- .”

“Is that why you know so many pornstars by name?” Seungmin asked, pretending to be innocent but he had a demonic glint in his eyes.

Jisung’s face exploded in a hot flush as Minho full on pointed his cane and laughed, deriving great pleasure from an alpha’s humiliation.

“Yah!” Jisung smacked Seungmin on the shoulder, blushing even harder as the other alpha began laughing at him too. “It’s called supporting sex workers- !”

“By watching all that free porn?” Seungmin managed to get out between laughs and Minho doubled over with a wheeze.

“That’s it!” Jisung announced. He spun around, prepared to do a dramatic exit and join Chan in the living room. “I’m leaving!”

“What’s wrong with Jisungie?” Felix asked as he finally stepped out of the walk-in closet, Hyunjin following close behind.

“What’s right with him?” Hyunjin frowned, his pinched and annoyed facial expression at odds with his revealing outfit.

Jisung snuck a look over his shoulder at the two omegas and then promptly spun around once again.

“That’s it! I’m staying…”

Seungmin just sighed and took a step back, presumably to get out of the soon to be splash zone.

Felix looked like he was cosplaying an early 2000’s pop diva with his costume. His long blond hair had been pulled into two pigtails that sat high on his head. And his Y2K themed outfit was a little tube top and a pair of low waisted baggy jeans that showed off his fake belly button piercing.

Next to him. Hyunjin was checking himself out in a nearby mirror and seemed in love with the reflection. His long hair had been blown out to perfection, and he was dressed up in a sparkly corset butterfly top. The cherry on top- or, bottom- was the low rise flare jeans Hyunjin was wearing,

Or, more specifically, the whale tail thong sticking out and nearly flashing the room with butt crack cleavage.

“You two look amazing!” Jisung was quick to compliment the two omegas, who visibly preened at his words. “Omegas just walked around wearing that back in the day? Man, I need a time machine. Call that my slime machine heh…”

Hyunjin abruptly straightened up from where he had been posing, sultry look instantly being replaced by his usual look of annoyance when he listened to Jisung speak.

“How does he always ruin it?” Hyunjin complained as everyone else in the room just laughed. Even Jisung, who had been serious about the time machine thing but didn’t want to look stupid in front of the others. “He was being so nice and I was even gonna be nice back, then he opened his big, fat, stupid mouth- .”

As if God himself had heard Jisung’s silent pleas to shut Hyunjin up, Felix’s tube top abruptly fell.

The omega let out a shriek and scrambled to cover himself with his tiny hands.

Man, Jisung really needed to start going to church and thank the big man upstairs for all he’d done lately.

“Listen, you know I love listening to you complain- .” Felix said to Hyunjin, hunched over as he tried to deal with his wardrobe malfunction. “But I gotta get some glue and deal with this.”

“Glue!?” Seungmin asked, his confused face mirroring Jisung’s own puzzled expression.

“Beauty is pain.” Felix said solemnly, still trying to keep his tube top from settling around his hips like a hula hoop.

“And you must hurt everywhere.” Minho teased, using his pimp cane to smack Felix across the ass and made him yelp.

“Hyung!”

“You love it!”

“This is the greatest day of my life.” Jisung told Seungmin and, unfortunately, Hyunjin had to be listening to him for once.

“Your standards are low and your life is sad.” Hyunjin informed Jisung and Seungmin burst out laughing at the omega’s prompt and factual tone.

“He thinks this is a live taping of omegas gone wild.” Seungmin joked, succeeding in making Hyunjin giggle and playfully shove at the alpha.

“Stop!” Hyunjin managed to get out between laughs, hand curling flirtatiously around Seungmin’s arm. “That’s so gross…”

Jisung frowned at the sight before him. Not only were those two bonding, they were bonding over his downfall!

While Jisung wasn’t a pretty omega like Hyunjin and couldn’t successfully flirt by twirling his hair and going “stoooooop” in a cutesy voice, he did have other ways.

“Hey,” Jisung began after slinking his way over to Minho. “Does your boy brothel need any alphas?”

Minho's smirk grew and he hooked his cane around Jisung’s waist to yank the alpha closer. Jisung’s eyes widened in surprise and he yelped as he was almost swept off his feet.

He’d expected some light flirting, but it felt like Minho had immediately yanked them to third base.

“As a customer?” Minho asked, voice deceptively light and innocent. Then, he lowered his voice so only Jisung could hear his next words. “Or do you want to be one of my boys?”

“I would love to do that thing you just said.” Jisung was practically stumbling over his words with how fast he spoke. As if Minho would snatch his offer back at any second. Knowing the omega’s evil ways, he probably would.

“Jisungie is so cute!” Minho gushed and reached out to stretch Jisung’s cheeks in every which way. “I’d love to make you one of my bitches! I think you’d be my favourite…”

Jisung tried to subtly look behind him to check if Hyunjin cared about any of this. Maybe the omega had gotten distracted by his own reflection again. If Jisung looked anything like Hyunjin, he’d have to be pulled away from the mirror.

Seungmin was gone and Hyunjin had a near lethal pout on his pretty face as he watched Minho and Jisung. The omega’s luscious lips were jutted out and his beautiful eyes were huge, making him look cuter than any anime character Jisung had ever seen.

“I thought I was your favourite bitch!” Hyunjin said, pushing himself in between Minho and Jisung and… talking directly to Minho?

“Mhm, I think I need you to convince me.” Minho teased and pulled Hyunjin flush against him this time, the two omegas turning pink as their bodies rubbed together. “I love that I can feel your excitement too.”

“Hyung, let me go!” Hyunjin whined, struggling to free himself from Minho and succeeding in rubbing closer to him. He cast an embarrassed look over his shoulder at where Jisung was blatantly staring at them.

“Never!” Minho announced and punctuated his words by grabbing Hyunjin’s ass. This helped draw attention to the previously mentioned whale tail thong and buttcrack cleavage that had somehow slipped Jisung’s mind. Now, it was all he could see.

Jisung’s plan had backfired in the best way possible. God bless omegas.

“Do you have a staring problem or something? Honestly…”

There were dozens of people crammed into the living room of the party, yet Jisung had ended up next to Hyunjin anyway.

The two had taken over an armchair in the corner of the room, with Hyunjin lounging like a queen on his throne and Jisung perched on the arm like a gargoyle. The uncomfortable wood was digging right into his ass crack but he stayed put because otherwise he was having a nice time.

If Hyunjin could survive the night with a thong wedged between his butt cheeks, Jisung could handle this.

“Do you have a staring problem when you go to a museum?” Jisung shot back. “I’m just appreciating all the art around me! Man, omegas are so beautiful…”

Alright, Jisung was a little drunk. But that didn’t mean he wasn’t making sense! That…did mean he was making sense? He was making sense…right?

…alright, Jisung was really drunk. But so was Hyunjin! The omega was wildly gesturing around with his solo cup as he spoke, face flushed a sweet pink in the low light of the party.

“When I’m at a museum, I don’t stare at the paintings like a horndog.” Hyunjin said and rolled his eyes like he was already picturing Jisung being a pervert in another public space.

“Not even the nudie ones?” Jisung pressed and grinned when he succeeded in making Hyunjin laugh. Usually a remark like that would get him a scowl, a smack, and some sass. He and Hyunjin needed to get wasted together more often.

“Nudie ones…” Hyunjin repeated in between laughs, shaking his head. His eyes had scrunched up into happy crescents which made him look adorable. “You’re unbelievable.”

You’re beautiful,

Jisung’s knothead brain unhelpfully supplied for him to say. Luckily, he still somewhat had a grasp on his sanity and instead just forced an awkward laugh.

“Yeah, haha.” Jisung forced himself to look away from where Hyunjin was staring at him. Their position had Hyunjin looking up at him, and the unfamiliar angle was doing dangerous things to the alpha. The way Hyunjin was peering up at him through his dark lashes, face unusually soft and sweet as he continuously wet his already glossy lips.

In an effort to distract himself, Jisung’s gaze once again fell on the omega he had originally been checking out. It was one of Felix’s friends who was dancing alongside the other omega, the two holding onto each other as they swayed to the music.

Where Felix went, BatChan wasn’t far and the alpha was standing nearby and watching his boyfriend with a dopey affectionate look. Jisung felt that familiar pang of jealousy at the sight. It wasn’t that he wanted to replace Chan- well, maybe a little.

But, it was more like he wanted the same for him. He wanted to be secure in his relationship and be able to show his omega off to the world, and be able to confidently watch him shine from the sidelines.

“Take a picture, pervert. It’ll last longer.” Hyunjin said, reaching out to prod Jisung back to reality with his cup.

“Are you encouraging me to take a photo of that guy? Maybe you’re the pervert!” Jisung teased, briefly tearing his eyes away from where Felix and Wooyoung were laughing and running their hands all over each other. Jisung didn’t really want to look away from two pretty omegas dancing on each other, but Hyunjin was the only one who could distract him.

“Ugh! You’re impossible to deal with.” Hyunjin huffed before continuing to deal with Jisung. Turns out, it wasn’t so impossible.

Hyunjin went quiet for a moment, looking at Wooyoung contemplatively.

Jisung wanted to make a joke about Hyunjin cheating on his pimp Minho with another omega, but he was rudely interrupted before he could even speak.

“That skirt looks nice on him.” Hyunjin said, offhandedly like he was speaking his thoughts out loud. He took another sip of his drink before using the cup to try and hide his smirk. “No way I could wear it though. Such a shame… it’d make my legs look nice.”

“It would make them look real nice.” Jisung agreed, looking between Wooyoung’s bottom half and Hyunjin’s bottom half with appreciation. “…wait, why can’t you wear that skirt?”

Hyunjin must have been more wasted than he was letting on, because all he did was let out a cackle.

“Are you kidding?” Hyunjin managed between laughs. The pink flush on his face got even darker and he fanned at himself with a hand. “If I wore a miniskirt like that, my dick would be swinging out of the bottom like a damn grandfather clock.”

Jisung, who hadn’t been expecting any of that, choked on his spit and nearly fell off the chair with how light headed he suddenly got.

All the noise of the party screeched to a halt and suddenly all Jisung could see was Hyunjin. The omega was smirking, sticky gloss smeared around his mouth and that was all Jisung registered before his gaze abruptly dropped downwards.

Nothing was out of the ordinary downstairs. Not that Jisung spent a lot of time checking out Hyunjin’s junk! It just looked… the same! The omega was even sitting with his legs tightly crossed, one over the other, leaving Jisung very confused as to how the omega’s allegedly huge family jewels could even exist. Not to mention the thong- !

“But…” Jisung was at a loss for words, going from staring dumbly at Hyunjin’s crotch to staring dumbly at Hyunjin’s face. The omega looked amused like this was a regular reoccurrence for him, staying quiet and smiling as he watched Jisung process this. “You’re… you’re an omega!”

Hyunjin let out a dramatic gasp, eyes wide and mouth dropping open.

“What?! No way!” He exclaimed, mocking Jisung’s shock before giggling. “Thanks for reminding me, Jisungie. I totally forgot!”

Jisung knew he was being made fun of, but he didn’t see how he was in the wrong for his reaction.

“But…” Jisung repeated, struggling to collect his thoughts and string together his next words in the most eloquent way possible. “Omegas don’t have… problems like that… right?”

Hyunjin raised a perfectly groomed eyebrow and casually uncrossed his legs.

Jisung gulped, feeling like the doll from Squid Game the way his eyes kept darting back and forth between Hyunjin’s face and Hyunjin’s crotch.

“Are you calling my dick a problem?” Hyunjin asked, leaning in close to Jisung. The alpha panicked as there was no way for him to back up without falling off the chair’s armrest and hitting his head on the hardwood floor below and bleeding out and dying.

At least Jisung would die doing what he loved. Being tortured by a hot omega.

“N-no!” Jisung felt like this conversation was rapidly spiraling out of control. It was hard to keep his composure with how hot and bothered he had become, made worse by Hyunjin’s heavy gaze heating up the already stuffy atmosphere. “Your dick isn’t a problem! If anything, it’s probably the solution to a lot of problems! Haha…”

Hyunjin’s judgemental stare melted, replaced instead by his happy face once again. He finished off his drink and licked at the rim for good measure, making deeply sexual and unsettling eye contact with Jisung the whole time.

“No offence, Jisungie, but you’re being so weird right now.” Hyunjin announced. “I’m gonna go dance. You should come join me… y’know, when you’re done being so weird.”

That made Jisung smile genuinely and he wiggled his butt over to take a proper seat in the now vacant chair.

“That’s my secret, I’m always weird.”

Hyunjin just rolled his eyes, but he was grinning when he turned to walk away. His hair whipped around like he was in a shampoo commercial as he made his way to the kitchen, presumably to hunt down Minho and/or Seungmin and force them to dance with him.

Jisung tried desperately to focus on anything else in the room. The rancid taste of warm beer. The near migraine inducing pounding bass of the song playing. The countless other hot omegas around him, all in various states of undress who smiled far more kindly at him than a certain other omega.

Anything to keep his mind off of what Hyunjin said. But it was no use. It was all Jisung could think about.

It was all he thought about as he tried to dance with Felix, while social distancing enough so BatChan wouldn’t get suspicious.

It was all he thought about as he snuck peeks at Hyunjin throughout the night, watching him and Minho sandwich a hilariously confused looking Seungmin on the dance floor as they forced the alpha to dance with them.

And it was all Jisung thought about after he and Seungmin walked Hyunjin and Minho back to their apartment before they went their separate ways. The two drunk omegas were far more interested in each other then they were in either of the two alphas. Minho had his hand glued inside of Hyunjin’s back pocket, occasionally pinching the other omega’s butt cheek and making him squeal.

Seungmin had dipped after Minho and Hyunjin had gotten into the lobby, but Jisung had decided to stay. Maybe he was hoping the two omegas would invite him upstairs with them, but all they did was wave goodbye as they stepped into the elevator together.

He did get to witness a fakeout makeout where Minho leaned in close until his nose bumped with Hyunjin, eyes closed and lips puckered like they were about to kiss. However, just as the doors closed, Hyunjin burst out laughing and shoved Minho away. And at the very last second, he turned to coyly wiggle his fingers at Jisung in a playful goodbye before the doors finally closed on that opportunity.

Jisung just sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, feeling thoroughly rattled after that night.

Ideally, his pre nut insanity would be solved with some post nut clarity. He tried not to make it a habit to jerk off to his omega friends because that felt like a violation of some sorts, and also because Minho almost definitely knew when Jisung jerked to him.

So, that night under the covers with his room still spinning, Jisung pulled up KnotHub using an incognito browser. It was like muscle memory, and he felt his face automatically heat up at the familiar logo and interface without even needing to see a single second of any video.

However, his plan to forget about what Hyunjin had said earlier backfired immediately. Without thinking, Jisung pulled up the search bar and automatically typed in ‘omega with a big’ before he realized what he was doing and froze.

Jisung’s life was already sort of a super horny sitcom and he could practically hear a laugh track in the background at KnotHub’s suggested searches.

omega with a big rack

omega with a big ass

And there it was. The third most popular option in the world. Staring right at Jisung, it read:

omega with a big dick

“Fuck.” Jisung whispered to himself, hesitating for a moment before he clicked on it.

The site loaded and presented a series of videos all with millions of views and similar setups. A beautiful male omega would spend the first minute of the video posing over dubstep music, smiling and smirking as the camera leered and lingered over their bodies, before they began to make out with their alpha costar.

Jisung burrowed deeper under the covers, body growing warmer as he palmed at himself over his pajamas.

He felt his breath hitch as the alpha pulled his boxers down first, enough to free his hard cock. He’d already begun to stroke himself in an overeager fashion, clearly prepared to mount the omega and knot him.

The omega just giggled at the sight, one hand covering his mouth and the other reaching out to playfully touch the alpha’s cock. And then just when Jisung began fantasizing about being felt up by a pretty omega just like that, the omega in the video pulled his own underwear down and revealed his own cock.

Now, Jisung had gone into the video with the surprise spoiled by the title. “beautiful omega with a BIG COCK gets fucked in the ass” left little to the imagination, but he was really underestimating how big the cock in question was.

Jisung’s eyes widened, similar to the alpha in the video, as the omega stepped out his underwear and shyly showed off his nude figure. It wasn’t just big for an omega, it was bigger than the alpha’s cock and by a lot.

It was made all the more erotic by the way the omega was acting. He was still that cutesy beauty, grinning ear to ear and doing a playful spin so the camera could check out his tight little ass too. But as soon as he turned around again, it was all Jisung could focus on.

What a way to discover a new fetish. Jisung hadn’t even known that big dicked omegas existed mere hours ago. Now, he couldn’t look away.

He was more aroused than he’d ever been in his perverted, pitiful life. Mouth full of saliva, heart racing, palms sweating, brain drowning in all the lewd images blasting into his eyes.

Jisung was hypnotized as he rabidly clicked through any video he could find with a well endowed male omega. He greedily drank in everything, watching them struggle to stroke themselves to completion, their cocks bouncing as they were fucked and knotted, the way some of the videos ended with an omega managing to cum so hard it landed on their own face- .

This was heaven.

All this time, Jisung had stuck to popular omega porn like a perverted idiot. Where all the omegas were built the same, with cute little cocks that fit their small frames. Were other alphas so blinded by their own toxic masculinity that they were depriving themself of this? Of the allure of a pretty boy omega with a dick bigger than their own, watching it bob around uselessly as they were mounted and fucked in every position imaginable.

Sweet, desperate moans begging their alphas to knot and breed them, at odds with their reddened bulging cocks just begging for relief. If Jisung was ever to be granted the privilege of being with an omega like that, his knees would be glued to the floor and they’d have to pull him away from that dick.

He’d worship every inch of that omega, and take all his inches with ease. Jisung would happily go down on an omega with a dick like that, if just to show off all the slick tips and tricks he’d learned over the years just by watching his partners perform on him.

All Jisung wanted was to choke on an omega’s cock like their bitch, get it nice and hard and ready before he could be flipped over and mounted. He grinded down against his mattress, moaning at the sensation of having his oversensitive cock and growing knot rub uselessly on the sheets. His body ached to fuck his knot into an omega’s tight wet heat but, his mind and the scene playing before him had other plans.

“Alpha likes it, doesn’t he?” The omega on screen crooned in an overtly sweet and flirtatious voice. He was still beaming and giggling, like he wasn’t fucking his whimpering alpha co-star into submission. “You like getting fucked so much, I can feel it. I wanna knot you and make you my bitch so bad, alpha please!”

Jisung’s head was spinning as he took it all in. The sight before him should have been scandalous. Watching an alpha be put into a position like this, his jaw clenched and eyes squeezed shut as they were fucked by an omega. Everytime their bodies betrayed them and they let out a quiet moan, the omega looked delighted and it was all going straight to Jisung’s dick.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck- .” He moaned to himself, biting the edge of his pillow to not alert the neighbours. He had given up on stroking himself to completion and instead focused on rolling his hips to stimulate his cock against the sheets. It just made him feel even more like an omega at the moment, the way they cutely humped pillows and stuffed animals in porn to demurely get off.

“Jisungie is so embarrassing.” The sound of Hyunjin’s cool and cutting voice sliced through Jisung’s burning hot brain, like he was really there. He imagined the omega was hovering over him, caging his body and forcing him to submit. “What kind of alpha likes this sick shit? A disgusting loser, that’s who.”

All Jisung wanted at the moment was to look right up at Hyunjin’s beautiful face as the omega fucked him. He would be smirking, bangs falling into his siren eyes as he forced Jisung’s body to adjust to his length. Every roll of Hyunjin’s hips, every thrust forward, every little movement would be deliberate and perfect.

“Ah, Hyunjin please- !” Jisung choked out before he felt his stomach tighten. All he could hear was Hyunjin’s breathless laugh echoing in his mind, all he could feel was the bruising grip of his long fingered hands. It was too much Hyunjin but, at the same time, not nearly enough for Jisung. Still, he wanted more.

He squeezed his eyes shut and allowed his body to let go, cumming all over himself and his sheets in thick ropes. With a fuzzy mouth and sweat rapidly cooling on his damp skin, Jisung forced himself up with a groan.

Now, the porn that had titillated him so much earlier just disgusted him. Jisung took one look at where the giggling omega was squeezing the alpha’s knot and grimaced before swiping away.

It wasn’t exactly post nut clarity but it was something all right. Now, Jisung knew for a fact that he had to stay away from Hyunjin and his allegedly big omega cock. Just in case Jisung slicked up- .

Slipped up! Damn it!

“Hyung… what’s the deal with you and Hyunjin?”

Changbin looked up from where he was rooting through his locker, face scrunched up in confusion. He was also butt booty naked because this conversation was happening after they’d both showered in the gym’s locker room, but Jisung really didn’t want to linger on that fact at the moment.

“What’s with the sudden questioning huh?” Changbin asked in a gruff voice. “I didn’t know I was gonna be in police custody today!”

Jisung was trying to keep the tone cool and casual here, which was hard to do since his eyes kept boomeranging back down to Changbin’s crotch.

The other alpha might have been a grower and not a shower, but he sure was showing Jisung a lot at the moment.

“I just… just wanted to know.” Jisung forced his eyes up and tried to go for a Chill Guy vibe, with a relaxed smile and hands in his pocket. Except, he was just wearing a towel so he had no pockets and his hands flailed around for a moment before dropping limply by his side. “You seem so obsessed with him and he just… “

Jisung trailed off, unsure of how to end this sentence without hurting Changbin’s feelings.

“Loves the attention?” Changbin finished, grinning from ear to ear as he rubbed his damp shoulders with lotion.

Jisung was going to say ‘barely tolerates it’ but he didn’t want to get swung on by an angry, nude Changbin. His fists wouldn’t be the only thing swinging…

“Doesn’t seem to give the same energy back.” Jisung said, hoping he didn’t sound too combative here. While Changbin flirted loud and often with Hyunjin, all the omega gave back was a giggle and a playful shove. Maybe a bicep squeeze if he was feeling flirty.

Not that Jisung spent a lot of time watching them like a creep or anything! Well, he did watch them but not with creepy eyes. With curious eyes!

Really, Jisung just wanted to know how close Hyunjin and Changbin were. Bro Code required an alpha to back off if their friend had liked an omega first. And, in Jisung’s world, Bro Code was enforceable with a death penalty, that was how seriously he took it.

Changbin put his bottle of lotion down and turned to face Jisung with a serious look. Far too serious for someone hanging dong in a public locker room, although maybe Jisung was the problem here. After last night’s KnotHub binge, he definitely had some penis related problems he needed to work through.

“I like Hyunjin a lot, but he’s young and having fun. Who am I to intervene with that?” Changbin shrugged, an air of nonchalance to his words as he spoke. “I encourage him to get together with anyone he wants, as long as he finally comes home to me!”

Jisung was taken aback by his friend’s healthy alpha masculinity and couldn’t help but nod along to his words.

“Woah, I really respect that hyung- !”

Changbin, who had been friends with Jisung for far too long, saw through his bullshit immediately.

“Were you just waiting for me to say that so you can go and make a move on Hyunjin?” He asked, voice rising as he spoke until he was damn near yelling. “Huh? Is that what you wanna do?!”

“I’m standing right here, hyung, don’t yell at me.” Jisung whined. He had been holding onto his own towel for dear life this whole time but had to let it go so he could cover his ringing ears. “Sure, I think Hyunjin’s cute! Obviously! Everyone does! But just say the word and I’ll stop! I mean, I won’t stop thinking he’s cute- that’s impossible- but I’ll back off I swear- !”

“Did you not hear what I just said?!” Changbin asked in a frustrated voice, reaching out to poke bare Jisung’s chest and drawing a squeak out of him. “Go for him! We’re not dating yet and he’s his own person! But, if you want to date Hyunjin then don’t beat around the bush, just go up to him and ask him out!”

“I wish I could beat around his bush.” Jisung sighed wistfully and he and Changbin shared a laugh at that.

“Me and you both, bro.”

While Jisung wasn’t going to take Changbin’s advice (who the hell just walked up to someone and asked them out anymore?), he felt reassured that he wasn’t accidentally betraying his best bro by jerking off to Hyunjin and his big omega dick- .

“Hey hyung, one more thing.” Jisung said suddenly, speaking quickly before his rapid erection could toss his towel right off. “Have you heard anything about… uh… Hyunjin’s big… secret?”

Jisung wasn’t exactly going to win super spy of the year over here, but he had no other way of asking this discretely.

He could really use a friend who knew about this newfound penis problem so they could work it out together. And possibly jerk it out together- ?

“What the hell are you talking about?” Changbin just laughed, a clueless look on his face as he slammed his locker shut. “Hyunjin has a big secret? This is the first I’ve heard of it…”

All Jisung could do was sigh. Guess he was going to have to work - and jerk- this out alone.

After finally admitting to someone that he really wanted to sleep with Hyunjin, the universe decided to reward Jisung for his honesty. It really was an alpha’s world and Jisung was lucky to be living in it!

The next day he was back at the gym, with courtside tickets to the greatest performance he’d seen in a while.

Felix and Minho were trying to get Hyunjin to warm up with them and were in the middle of teaching him some viral girl group dance. It involved a butt ton of ass shaking and Jisung was just happy to be in the audience, watching Hyunjin try to shake his cute little butt like the other two omegas were doing.

“Yes, throw it back, let it shake!” Felix cheered, pretending to throw bills on Hyunjin like they were at the club.

“More like, watch his bones break!” Minho was laughing so hard he could barely stand, doubled over and wheezing at the sight of Hyunjin shaking his lower back.

“Let’s go Hyunjin!” Jisung whooped from the side lines, secretly glad this was a private show just for him.

Well, not a private show exactly. In all honesty, the omegas of his friend group had become so used to Jisung hanging out with them that they probably forgot he was an alpha.

It was like camouflage for his knot, but Jisung didn’t mind since it allowed him an all access pass to Hyunjin shaking ass.

Hyunjin’s face was flushed pink and he was laughing at his own ridiculousness when he finally turned around. He had tied his hair back and several strands had come loose, artfully framing his gorgeous face and making Jisung’s breath hitch in his throat.

“Enjoying the show, pervert?” Hyunjin called out to Jisung, hands on his hips and voice light and teasing.

“Very much so.” Jisung couldn’t help but grin. It was a huge relief that things weren’t awkward between him and Hyunjin, and it made Jisung wonder if the omega had forgotten all about it.

Or maybe, their relationship was already so strange it couldn’t possibly get any weirder. The two of them should sleep together to test that theory…

“Come join us, Jisungie!” Felix encouraged, making grabby hands at the alpha and pleading with his big doll eyes.

“Yeah, let’s see if you can do better than Hyunjin!” Minho added. “Although, that won’t be very hard…”

“Rude!” Hyunjin pouted, self consciously covering his ass while Felix and Minho just laughed.

Jisung felt a bit like a sailor being lured underwater by a group of seductive sirens. Except, he wasn’t going to drown and was instead being pulled into a dance circle to have a twerk off with them.

“Boys, please!” Jisung allowed himself to be yanked into their dance circle, already feeling overly warm and squirmy with their hands on him. Especially with how Hyunjin had crowded against his back, firmly pressed against him until they were nuts to butt, so close that Jisung could practically hear the KnotHub intro music playing. “I wouldn’t wanna be better than all of you! That’s just rude!”

The omegas around him thought this was hilarious and even Hyunjin was giggling, although Jisung hadn’t been joking.

“I don’t know what’s so funny.” Jisung frowned, watching in dismay as the omegas around him dispersed. Although, he did get to watch Felix bend over to pick up the water bottle near his feet, yoga pants cupping that little peach of an ass perfectly- .

“Ow!” Jisung yelped, stumbling backwards with the force of the ball being thrown right at his stomach. He managed to catch it but it had damn near made a crater against his skin with how hard Hyunjin had suddenly thrown it. “What the hell, Hwang?”

Minho looked between the two of them, barely holding in his laugh. But, when Felix turned around and looked at the other omega in confusion, all Minho could do was shrug. He had no slick in this game between Hyunjin and Jisung.

“You should watch out.” Hyunjin just said in a cryptic voice, smirking at the sight of Jisung doubled over in pain. “C’mon, get up. I wanna get a game in before we have to leave.”

Jisung looked over his shoulder at a nearby clock, realizing they had less than half an hour on the court they had booked. Guess it was just going to be him and the three omegas in front of him. Oh no… what was Jisung going to do with this ideal alpha to omega ratio…

“Your wish is my command.” Jisung was quick to listen to Hyunjin, not wanting to get another ball shot at his balls again. “I’m a genie in a bottle, better rub me the right way!”

“Go rub yourself.” Hyunjin said, laughing at the exaggerated pout on Jisung’s face.

Felix seemed to finally pick up on what was going on between Hyunjin and Jisung, and shared a conspiratorial look with Minho.

A silent understanding passed between the two omegas and the conclusion they came to had them both grinning.

“Let’s do alphas versus omegas like usual, yeah?” Felix called out, an impish twinkle in his eyes when his words made Jisung pause in confusion.

“Three versus one?” He tried to hide how terrified he was at the prospect. No one in the history of humanity was about to lose harder than he was about to. “I like the idea of three on one but- .”

“Silly Jisungie.” Minho laughed and made his way over to stand by Jisung, looping his arm with the alpha’s to pull him close. “It’ll be me and you versus Hyunjin and Felix. Duh!”

Minho was older than Jisung, sure, but not that much older. Was he already starting to lose his hearing at his big age?

“Hyung, it’s alphas versus omegas.” Jisung politely reminded Minho and squeaked when the omega’s grip on him tightened like a punishment for being stupid.

“Oh please. Even though I’m an omega, I think I’d be a way better alpha than you.” Minho shot back. “My knot would be way bigger too!”

“Yeah? You should show me what you’re working with now. I’ll be the judge here.” Jisung suggested, voice low as he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. Innocently flirting with his friends- both alphas and omegas- was one of his favourite pastimes. And Minho made a perfect pretend partner in slime.

All Minho did in return was smirk and pretend to curl his hand at Jisung like a paw, acting like a sexy cat in a cartoon. Not that Jisung was a furry or anything but- .

Hyunjin was frowning as he looked between Jisung and Minho, hands tightening around the basketball in his hands. For one wild moment, he seemed to debate throwing the ball at Jisung and Minho as if to try and forcibly separate them but, instead, he turned to face Felix with a determined look.

“Guess it’s just you and me!” He declared and the two omegas whooped and highfived. Hyunjin looked over his shoulder back at Jisung, ponytail swinging dramatically “You two are going down.”

“Go down? On you?” Minho repeated in an incredulous voice. “No thanks. I don’t think my mouth can open wide enough.”

He burst out laughing at the twin looks of horror on Jisung and Hyunjin’s faces. Even Felix couldn’t help but giggle at how embarrassed the two immediately got, faces red as they pointedly avoided eye contact with the other.

“This is going to be fun.” Felix grinned and pulled Hyunjin aside, needing a moment to get ready for the match.

Hyunjin was hardcore pouting as he spared one last glance at Jisung before turning away.

“Let’s do this!” Jisung slapped his palms against Minho’s before hurrying after the omega to join him in the middle of the court. “So, who gets the ball first?”

“Shall we rock, paper, scissor over it?” Minho suggested with a wicked grin.

Hyunjin groaned at the other omega’s dirty joke but Felix tilted his head to the side, visibly confused over Jisung’s lack of a reaction.

“Really?” Felix asked, arms crossed as he stared at Jisung. “You’re not gonna say anything about that? Nothing about scissoring, or being rock hard?”

“Nah.” Jisung said casually. “This isn’t a laughing matter. Like my knot, I’m locked in here.”

Luckily, Jisung had all the hoes laughing with that one. Minho’s cackle echoed throughout the court and even Felix and Hyunjin giggled, although Hyunjin was quick to smother his laughter and instead glare at Jisung.

“Just for that, we’re taking the ball.” Hyunjin declared, which was totally fine by Jisung. He’d happily give the omega more than one ball but he decided not to say that part out loud. The court was for trash talk, not dirty talk.

“First team to 10 wins?” Felix suggested and they all nodded. His usually cherubic face twisted into fierce determination as he settled behind Hyunjin, the two taking a moment to share a silent look of understanding.

“What’s our strategy?” Jisung asked Minho and the omega just grinned and cracked his knuckles.

“Win.” He said simply and Jisung was quick to nod in agreement, a little bit in awe at how cool Minho always was. “… and try not to get too distracted out there, Jisungie.”

Jisung felt his face go hot.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Jisung said, which was bold of him to say because he was already looking over at Hyunjin before he even finished that sentence.

Hyunjin was busy listening to something Felix was saying, hands on his hips and drawing Jisung’s attention to how nicely his shorts fit. They clung snugly to the omega’s lower half, the material clinging to his thighs and butt like a second skin. But the more Jisung stared, the more he wondered…

Did omegas …have detachable dicks? Because that was the only way any of this would make sense to Jisung. Actually no, that wasn’t true. Hyunjin could have been lying that night at the party to mess with him. Which meant Jisung had fallen for that penis propaganda for nothing!

Unbeknownst to Jisung, Minho had been trying and failing to get his attention and had given up with an exasperated eye roll.

“God, that boy is more useless than balls on an omega.” Minho huffed in frustration.

How did that one saying go? All was fair in love and basketball? Yeah, Jisung wasn’t entirely sure that was the case. Especially not that day, on that court, with that omega right fucking there.

Hyunjin was everywhere Jisung tried to be. Every time Jisung managed to get the ball, Hyunjin damn near teleported behind him and reached out with his long arms to try and trap the alpha with them.

He was trying and succeeding in getting Jisung to freeze and slip up, able to steal the ball from him like candy from a baby.

It was, frankly humiliating how easy Jisung was. Like putty in Hyunjin’s long fingered hands. He could only run so fast before the omega caught up behind him, slamming into his back and nearly sending him sprawling onto the floor.

“Fuck!” Jisung gasped the first time Hyunjin collided into him.

In an effort to steady both of them, Hyunjin reached up to grab Jisung’s hips, anchoring them to one another. The sensation of having the omega pressed so intimately close to him had Jisung’s heart racing and his mind going wild.

Jisung was suddenly and acutely aware of Hyunjin’s crotch pressed against his ass and he couldn’t help but wonder if the omega was aware of this fact too. Was Hyunjin doing this on purpose?

As if having mind read that exact question, Hyunjin’s hands around Jisung tightened and he yanked the alpha backwards into him. Like they were two strangers grinding together in the club that could feel every bit of excitement coming from the other.

“You’re all mine, Jisungie.” Hyunjin whispered. Jisung could feel more than hear the way Hyunjin laughed at the way he’d gone still, the omega’s body jostling behind him and pushing them even closer.

With an insulting amount of ease, Hyunjin reached out and slapped the ball out of Jisung’s hands. It bounced once, squeaking against the linoleum floor below, before Hyunjin grabbed it and smoothly passed it to Felix who was patiently waiting from halfway across the court.

“Go for it, Yongbok!” Hyunjin yelled and Felix just grinned before making the basket. The ball made a loud swooshing noise as it perfectly sank without touching the rim and both omegas went crazy.

“Nothing but net!” Felix shouted, doing a little happy dance that Hyunjin was quick to mimic.

Jisung was still frozen and still feeling the ghost of Hyunjin’s body against his. He wanted nothing more than to have that back, to have Hyunjin filling up every last one of his senses. The omega had been so close that Jisung could nearly taste Hyunjin’s scent on his tongue, tangy and metallic and raw from all the sweat.

What would it feel like to have Hyunjin behind him like that, for real? To have the omega grind against him and use Jisung’s body as a launchpad for his own pleasure like the alpha was nothing more than his bitch?

“For God’s sake, Han Jisung, will you please focus?!” Minho yelled, face screwed up in utter disbelief at the sight before him. From his point of view, Jisung looked like a pathetic little puppy that had accidentally wandered onto the basketball court, looking both lost and terrified. “Where the hell did our team’s ace go?”

“What’s wrong Minho hyung?” Felix asked, face bright with amusement as he sauntered over to the other omega. “You were so excited to have Jisung on your team earlier!”

“That was before.” Minho protested, pushing his bangs out of his face and gripping at his own hair in frustration. “Now we’re losing and nothing’s funny anymore!”

“I’m sorry, Minho hyung!” Jisung was quick to throw himself into an overexaggerated bow, dropping down onto the linoleum in an effort to appease the older omega. “Please forgive me!”

Minho just sighed and prodded Jisung’s shoulder with his shoe, signalling for the alpha that it was time to get up and get serious.

“You’re forgiven, Jisungie.” Minho said, narrowing his eyes at where Hyunjin was visibly gloating from across the court. With Jisung’s back turned, he missed the way Hyunjin used his fist, with a tongue pressed against the inside of his cheek, to pretend like he was sucking dick. But Minho got the intended message loud and clear. “Now, let’s show these bitches who’s boss.”

“Yeah!” Jisung cheered and then instantly shrank back with fear when all three omegas turned in unison to stare accusatorily at him. “... I mean. I was cheering for you guys. Not… um. I mean. Uh… I’m an omega activist by the way… “

At least Felix found that funny. Not exactly the reaction that Jisung was going for, but better than the disdained looks both Hyunjin and Minho were sending him.

“Alright guys, let’s keep going!” Felix called out encouragingly. He pressed a fist to his mouth as if stifling the last of his giggles at Jisung’s awkwardness before turning serious. “It’s one to nothing right now. Let’s widen the gap Hyunjinnie!”

Hyunjin nodded approvingly and reached up to tighten his ponytail. His biceps flexed tantalizingly in the process, causing Jisung’s mouth to go dry at the decadent sight.

Minho watched Jisung clam up again with pain in his eyes.

“Is it too late to switch partners?” He asked Felix and the other omega just laughed.

But, Jisung was their team’s ace for a reason.

He was quick to get his head in the game and felt a familiar thrill zip through him once he and Minho fell into an easy rhythm.

The two were working like two halves of one whole- and Jisung was so in the zone that he couldn’t even make a joke about it. They were easily able to outsmart Hyunjin and Felix with their maneuvers and were causing the two omegas to rile themselves up in frustration, much to their advantage.

“Hyung, over here!” Jisung shouted, ducking around Felix and grabbing the ball that Minho quickly passed to him.

Hyunjin, who had been trying to block Minho, turned quickly, ponytail whipping around and eyes wild as they settled on his next prey.

“Get back here, Han Jisung!” Hyunjin yelled, abandoning Minho in favour of running after Jisung. His sneakers squeaked with fury as he took off, long legs able to catch up to the alpha in the blink of an eye.

Jisung spared a glance over his shoulder and yelped at the sight of Hyunjin hot on his heels. Felix had taken a step back, watching Hyunjin with wary eyes like he knew something greater was about to go down and not wanting to be caught in the middle of it.

“Jisung, you got this!” Minho shouted with his hands cupped around his mouth. He was hanging back like Felix, which either meant that he had all this faith in Jisung and trusted the alpha to do this alone or… he wanted to stay out of this shitshow too.

Jisung felt like he was a character in one of Felix’s spicy werewolf romantasy books and was participating in a mating run. Except, he felt like the poor omega being hunted and the predator chasing him had finally caught up to him, teeth bared, with hunger in his eyes.

“C’mon Jisungie, give it up.” Hyunjin tried coaxing in a voice sweeter than honey. He reached around Jisung to try and push the ball out of his hands again, their sudden proximity making the alpha shake.

Was Hyunjin this affected by him too? The omega was grinning, almost maniacally, and it just made him all the more attractive to Jisung. Hyunjin looked so fiercely intense, like he was about to push Jisung onto the floor and mount him right then and there.

Jisung wouldn’t be entirely opposed to that, if he was being honest. He felt himself twitch behind the flimsy material of his gym shorts and prayed to the kind and merciful God that had been watching over him lately to bless him one more time here.

If any of the omegas around him saw that he had popped a boner, it would be so unbelievably over for Jisung. He’d have to fake his death and flee the country because he was never going to live it down.

“Not this time.” Jisung managed to get out, voice low and hoarse. It must have caught Hyunjin off guard as his narrowed eyes widened and he faltered, enough to let Jisung push past him and finally make the basket.

Hyunjin went silent as he watched the ball bounce off the backboard and sink into the net flawlessly.

“Han Jisung, you’re the best!” Minho declared, face lit up as he laughed. “I never doubted you for a second!”

Jisung was too happy to point out the gaslighting. All he could do was grin and hold both his hands up for a double high five from Minho, their glee in stark comparison to Hyunjin and Felix’s frustration.

“Whatever.” Hyunjin rolled his eyes, his saucy siren persona gone. He had disdain written all over his face as he watched Jisung and Minho celebrate, and was quick to look away when they turned to him. “Let’s keep going.”

“Yeah, c’mon guys.” Felix echoed, hopping up and down in place to keep the blood pumping.

“Did you see that?” Jisung couldn’t help but boast. “That didn’t even touch the rim!”

“We saw.” Hyunjin said flatly.

“Which is crazy- .” Jisung added, unable to stop himself. “Because, usually, I love the rim!”

At least Minho and Felix laughed at that. Hyunjin was still staring at Jisung with contempt, upper lip curled in annoyance.

“Would you say it’s your favourite job?” Felix asked teasingly and Jisung couldn’t help but grin.

“Absolutely!” He said, hoping his enthusiasm would infect Hyunjin and make him smile. “They call me the rim reaper!”

Felix shrieked with laughter and Hyunjin turned bright red and covered his mouth, which Jisung decided to count as a win. He couldn’t tell if Hyunjin was smiling but… he also couldn’t tell if Hyunjin wasn’t smiling. Schrödinger's smile!

“Who is they?” Minho managed to get out between laughs. He playfully pushed at Jisung’s chest, before signalling for the alpha to follow him. “C’mon, the game’s just getting good now. Let’s finish this.”

“You’re finished.” Hyunjin scoffed, stretching his arms across his chest and emphasizing his biceps. His sleeper build was no joke, and Jisung found himself entranced by how deceptively lean Hyunjin was. Despite his slim body, Hyunjin could probably benchpress Jisung with ease.

Push him around too… back him up against a wall with little room to escape…

“I think Jisung is finished.” Felix joked. Both Hyunjin and Minho let out twin sighs of annoyance at the way Jisung had zoned out again.

“It’s not over until it’s over!” Minho insisted, startling Jisung out of his head by slapping him on the ass. The alpha let out a shriek and whirled around, trying to belatedly cover his butt. “We can’t lose, right Jisungie?”

“R-right.” Jisung agreed in a weak voice and gave a thumbs up with one hand. The other was still gripping his sore ass for emotional support. “We can’t lose so we have to win!”

Minho stared at him for a moment, like he was wondering if Jisung was a few fries short of a Happy Meal.

“Those are our only two options.” He agreed and took off to go join Hyunjin and Felix, with Jisung hurrying after him.

It seemed that Jisung’s luck had finally run out as, after a few more rounds going back and forth, Hyunjin and Felix were eventually crowned the winners.

It was no slick off Jisung’s back, as he wasn’t a sore loser. Well, he was a sore loser in the sense that he had lost the game and his entire body was sore, but he tried not to take any losses too seriously. He didn’t hate the players or the game!

Besides, it was hard to be mad at the other team when they were celebrating so damn cutely. Felix and Hyunjin had excitedly embraced each other, briefly choosing love not war, before they turned to taunt Jisung and Minho.

“You snooze, you lose!” Felix shouted, flipping the double bird with a look of glee.

Jisung just shrugged, as it was hard to argue with that.

“We did snost and lost.” He agreed and succeeded in making Hyunjin laugh. In Jisung’s totally unbiased opinion, that was better than winning a game.

“All because of you.” Minho let out a long suffering sigh and Jisung couldn’t help but feel a pang in his chest. Guilt swelled inside of him at the omega’s words and he turned to Minho with an apologetic grimace.

“Hyung, I’m so sorry- .” Jisung began but went quiet when Minho placed a hand over his entire face. It was shockingly effective at silencing him as Jisung was unsure how to respond to this bizarre move.

“I don’t want to hear it.” Minho said, lowering his voice so Hyunjin and Felix couldn’t hear him. “Listen, Jisungie. I like you, so I’m going to give you some advice. It’s obvious to everyone in the splash zone that you’re obsessed with Hyunjin. And, until you do something about it, it’s going to become everyone’s problem. So, in order to get him out of your system, you need to get him into your system. Do you understand me?”

With Minho’s hand still on his face, Jisung nodded. It felt a bit like the omega had grabbed onto his head and was forcing him to, but he still agreed with what was being said.

“Wait- .” Jisung interjected, and winced when Minho squeezed his face in punishment for speaking out against him. “How do I… how do I get Hyunjin into my… system? Shouldn’t I be trying to… uh… get into Hyunjin’s system?”

They were really going for the least subtle metaphor imaginable here, right up there with Hyunjin’s ‘big’ secret. But, all Minho did was smile cryptically in response, relishing in the way he had trapped Jisung in his paws and was making him squirm.

The two of them weren’t beating the cat and mouse allegations anytime soon.

“You know exactly what I mean.” Minho said coolly before finally letting Jisung go. He waved goodbye to Felix and Hyunjin before making his way to the omega changing rooms.

Jisung wanted to follow him- not into the omega changing rooms! Just… he wasn’t ready to face Hyunjin. Not yet.

“I think that I’ll head out too.” Jisung called out. “Good game!”

He waved at the two omegas and moved to leave, allowing himself one last glance at Hyunjin before turning around.

Jisung was blessed with the sight of Hyunjin using the bottom of his shirt to wipe at his face. The omega was flushed pink everywhere and a light sheen of sweat glistened on his torso. With his long damp hair matted to his face and neck, and his entire body heaving as he struggled to control his breathing, Hyunjin looked like he’d just been freshly fucked. Like he had just finished with the filthiest, nastiest, heat of his life.

Thankfully, Hyunjin didn’t catch him staring but Felix did. He looked between Hyunjin and Jisung and then quickly looked away, smiling to himself as an idea began to bloom in his mind.

“Jisungie! Can I talk to you for a moment?”

Jisung had been on his way to the showers after that match but froze at the sound of Felix’s voice.

He turned to watch the omega hurry down the hall, face still flushed and the loose tendrils from his ponytail sticking to his skin with sweat.

“Woah, what’s up?” Jisung let out a startled laugh as Felix launched himself at him, the omega panting and heaving as he struggled to catch his breath. “You know, you can do anything with me. To me. On top of me. Underneath me…”

Felix just giggled and straightened up, using his grip on Jisung’s shoulders like an anchor to hold himself upright. His eyes shined brightly and he was beaming all big and pleased like he’d single-handedly just created world peace.

With that angelic smile, it wasn’t hard to believe.

“You’re so funny.” Felix playfully swatted Jisung on his puffed out chest. “Anyway. I wanted to let you know that I’m done being a neutral third party between you and Hyunjin! From now on, I’m no longer Switzerland.”

Jisung tilted his head in confusion.

“Because you’re Australian?”

Felix just sighed, the intensity blowing the bangs out of his eyes.

“You know what I mean!” He insisted even though Jisung really didn’t. “It’s so obvious that you and Hyunjin like each other! I mean, I always knew there was something between you two to be honest, although I was unsure what it was on Hyunjin’s behalf. Sometimes he looked at you like he wanted to jump you and beat your ass. And other times it was like he wanted to jump on you and eat your ass- which is so weird because Hyunjin’s never looked at an alpha like that before!”

It was reassuring that Felix had picked up on that too. Sometimes, in this friend group especially, Jisung thought he had been going crazy.

“Well, yeah.” Jisung made a face. “Have you seen my ass? Of course Hyunjin wants me. And it. And I want him too obviously! Him and his ass. Mhm…”

“I really support this.” Felix said, eyes wide as he nodded enthusiastically. “So I came up with this plan and- listen- you’re gonna love it.”

There was very little Felix could say that Jisung wouldn’t love. That sexy voice could narrate a phonebook and he’d listen to every last minute.

“Me and Chris were gonna spend the weekend away at a private hot springs hotel,” Felix began. “So why don’t you and Hyunjin come with us and make it a double date?”

Having watched and enjoyed several pornos where this was the exact premise, Jisung was a little suspicious.

“Be honest, have you been looking at my search history?” He asked Felix who just covered his mouth and laughed, eyes twinkling with glee.

“You alphas are all the same. So obvious!” Felix said, pointedly not answering Jisung’s question and making him sweat a bit.

If he was forced to expose his KnotHub viewing history with a gun pointed to his head… he’d rather be dead. Especially after the big omega dick related binge he’d just gone on.

Besides, the idea of taking a skinny little dip inside of an onsen with Hyunjin sounded almost too good to be true. The omega would be like a sexy dumpling being steamed in the hot water and Jisung wanted nothing more than to take a bite.

Fuck… Hyunjin all pink and soaked, hair tied up but with tasteful tendrils escaping and clinging to his flushed skin… breathing harder and chest heaving as he looked at Jisung with the most desperate eyes…

Jisung forced himself back to reality with a loud cough, wondering if Felix could read minds like Minho could. The omega was peering at him so sweetly, but it was impossible to tell what was going on behind his wide eyes.

“I mean, obviously this sounds amazing. I feel like one of the kids in Willy Wonka who got a golden ticket.” Jisung laughed and then abruptly paused when he remembered what exactly he was referencing. “Wait. All those kids died horribly… ignore that! I’d love to go with you guys but- .”

Jisung cut himself off with a bite of his lip, unsure of how to phrase his next thought. Felix was peering at him expectantly and the omega’s undivided attention just made him even more nervous.

“But are you sure Chan hyung is gonna be okay with this?” Jisung felt the need to ask, speaking slowly and choosing his words carefully. “He won’t mind me and Hyunjin tagging along?”

Felix just smiled cryptically.

“Why would he mind?” Felix tilted his head, hardcore pouting as he exaggerated a look of hurt. “I’ll be the one asking him and, trust me, I can be… very persuasive.”

“I never doubted you, not even for a moment.” Jisung was quick to reassure Felix who just laughed.

“You’re my biggest fan, Jisungie!” Felix teased, reaching out to cup Jisung’s face affectionately. At the sensation of having such an attractive omega so close and touching him so softly, Jisung’s brain promptly short circuited.

“I’m not even the biggest.” Jisung nervously blurted out, unable to stop the spew of word vomit flowing out of him. “I mean- it’s not like I look at people’s dicks and keep track of them using like a spreadsheet or something! That’d be totally inefficient, if anything it would be better to use a bar graph but make the bars little penises instead- well not little but you know what I mean. Haha… right?”

If it was anyone else standing in front of Jisung, he’d probably be bitch slapped within an inch of his life. But, thankfully, Felix just burst out laughing, his grip on Jisung’s face tightening until he was nearly crushing the alpha’s cheeks between his fingers.

“Ah, Jisungie, you're too much.” Felix wiped a tear of mirth away as his laughter faded. He straightened up and tightened his ponytail from where it had fallen limply on the back of his neck, a determined look in his eyes. “But seriously. I’m doing you a favour here, man. Please don’t screw it up.”

Jisung swallowed past the lump in his throat and saluted, not trusting himself to say anything more. He got the message loud and clear.

The ball was in his court now. Although it wasn’t a court but instead going to be a hot spring…

His balls were going to be in the hot spring- no, that didn’t sound right.

God, Jisung was an actual knothead lately the way he had nothing but dick and balls on the brain.

Of course, during the long drive to their hot springs hotel, Jisung had been stuck upfront with Chan. He hadn’t exactly wanted to be the other alpha’s passenger princess, in fact this was the worst possible outcome here. Jisung had really been betting on being in the back with either Hyunjin alone or in a sexy sandwich in between Hyunjin and Felix.

But no. Instead, Jisung was acting like the sober friend who was stuck sitting beside their Uber driver while Hyunjin and Felix whispered, texted, and giggled with each other the entire way there.

The Uber driver being Chan who was happy to chaperone them all and cheerfully slapped Jisung’s hand away every time he tried to change the song playing. Jisung would have given him a 1 star rating if he could.

But whatever. To Jisung, this wasn’t about the journey. It was about the destination.

And as he caught Hyunjin’s eyes in the rearview mirror, the omega was smirking like he was thinking the exact same thing.

With newfound confidence, Jisung straightened up and moved to turn the volume up on the song that was playing. However, his newfound confidence was found dead in a ditch as Chan reached over and slapped his hand away once again.

“Hyung! Ow!”

While Chan was busy checking their party of four into their respective rooms, Jisung was stuck with Hyunjin and Felix in the lobby. Under any other circumstances, Jisung would have loved being stuck with Hyunjin and Felix. Stuck with them, stuck on them, stuck with his knot inside either of them- but these weren’t any normal circumstances.

With this hot springs porno going from fantasy to reality, Jisung was starting to panic. Sex with Hyunjin had practically become a promise, although it was lingering menacingly over Jisung’s head like a threat.

Even if he didn’t have sex with Hyunjin tonight, he’d at least get to see the omega naked. And what a way for it to happen, like something straight out of some anime fanservice. Would Hyunjin want to shower with Jisung before they even entered the hot springs? Or would they shower separately and have the big reveal happen later?

Jisung imagined already being submerged in the hot bubbling water, vision cloudy with steam as he watched Hyunjin walk over in a little gravity defying towel barely covering his bits. Maybe the omega would be extra generous and do a little spin, coyly allowing Jisung to appreciate him from every angle before he dropped the towel and- .

“He hasn’t heard a word we’ve said, huh?”

“It’s honestly impressive.” Felix couldn’t help but laugh, reaching out to wave a hand across Jisung’s glazed eyes. It looked like the alpha had fallen asleep with his eyes closed, mouth slightly open and on the verge of drooling. “Jisungie? Earth to Jisungie?”

Hyunjin, who was seated on Jisung’s other side, was less than impressed. He let out an annoyed huff of breath and sat back against the too small loveseat they were all sharing.

“He’s so weird.” Hyunjin sighed, speaking with an air of authority like an expert anthropologist studying an endangered animal. But, he couldn’t help but smile a little at how cute Jisung looked while spacing out, fondness evident in the way his eyes softened.

The two were entirely unaware of how Felix was watching them with utter delight. The omega was practically rubbing his hands together in glee at how perfectly his evil plan was coming together.

“Yeah, well you two are about to get weird together!” Felix pointed out, watching Hyunjin’s reaction carefully here.

Hyunjin just hummed in response.

Of course Felix had given his best friend a heads up about what this weekend away was really about. Pretending to be annoyed about all of this seemed to be Hyunjin’s love language though, there was no way he and Jisung weren’t about to make their private hot springs even hotter. But, Felix needed to be sure.

If Hyunjin changed his mind at any moment, then Felix would immediately leap into action to accommodate the other omega. Although, he’d probably have to swap their rooms which would end up with Chan and Jisung sharing a private hot springs together.

Mhm. Felix was going to have to visit that mental image later…

But, that would put him and Hyunjin in their own private hot springs together. And that gave him an idea on how to wake Jisung up from his waking wet dream.

“You know, it’s a shame…” Felix began, looking over at Hyunjin with a scheming little look. “Poor Jisungie’s so out of it… too bad. Because I was thinking of getting ready for tonight by practicing kissing with you, Hyunjinnie- .”

Jisung nearly gave himself whiplash with how quickly his head shot up, wild eyes looking between Felix who could barely hide his amusement and Hyunjin who wasn’t even trying to hide his disdain.

“Did someone say two omegas kissing?” Jisung asked, words jumbling together with how quickly and eagerly he spoke.

“No.” Hyunjin said flatly. “You’re being crazy and hearing things.”

And then he and Felix burst out laughing, jostling Jisung around in the process.

Jisung had never been happier to be gaslit. He couldn’t help but grin, settling back against the loveseat and prepared to fake a yawn to get his arms around both Hyunjin and Felix. However, his plan was abruptly aborted at the sight of Chan returning from the front desk, two sets of keys swinging from his fingers, and a questioning look in his eyes.

“What’s so funny?” Chan asked, easily pushing himself onto the loveseat and pulling Felix into his lap in the process. “I wanna laugh too!”

“I’ll tell you later.” Felix reassured his boyfriend, giggling at the alpha’s ensuing pout. “Stop making that face! You’re a grown ass man!”

“A grown ass Chan.” Jisung whispered to Hyunjin and physically felt his heart grow in size when the omega cackled at his joke. He must have had a look of amazement on his face because Hyunjin’s laugh tapered off and he flicked Jisung on the nose to try and get him to knock it off.

Felix and Chan exchanged a conspiratorial look.

“Well, you know what they say.” Felix got up from the loveseat, using his grip on Chan’s bicep to haul the alpha up with him. “Time is diamonds! C’mon, the hot springs are gonna be ice cold by the time we get there!”

“Don’t worry, me and Hyunjin can make it hot and steamy again.” Jisung said in a teasing voice, leaning in close to Hyunjin just to mess with him. He succeeded in baiting the omega when Hyunjin laughed and shoved him away by pushing at his face, hand lingering on Jisung’s cheek for just a moment.

“Did you know this place was couples only?” Hyunjin asked as he and Jisung got up and fell in line behind Chan and Felix, the four of them making their way down a nearby hallway.

“Honestly, no." Jisung admitted. “Felix handled everything, and I trust him with my life!”

Felix looked over his shoulder smugly.

“As you should.”

“I agree.” Chan smiled and easily shouldered his and Felix’s bags with one hand while the other held his boyfriend close. “All you need is faith, trust, and this little pixie’s bust.”

This had Felix laughing and playfully swatting at Chan’s broad chest.

“Chris! Shut up”

“How are we the third and fourth wheel right now?” Hyunjin demanded to know and Jisung couldn’t help but grin at the omega’s frustrated whiney voice.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Jisung shrugged and pointed to a nearby poster that was advertising a happy couple cuddling in the hot springs, alongside a list of rules for guests to follow. “Aren’t we a couple tonight too?”

Hyunjin stared blankly at Jisung, long enough to make him squirm.

“A couple of what?” Hyunjin asked, barely able to get through his own joke without giggling. The sound of Jisung squawking with offence just made the omega laugh even harder.

“Bye guys!” Hyunjin waved to Chan and Felix from across the hall after they had stopped in front of their suite. “Have fun! Felix, if you get pregnant, I swear to God.”

Jisung couldn’t help but laugh at how disappointed Hyunjin already sounded, how guilty Chan already looked, and how Felix just rolled his eyes.

“Why am I the only one being yelled at?” He demanded to know. “It takes two to tango!”

Credit where credit is due, Hyunjin immediately corrected himself.

“Chan hyung, if you get Felix pregnant, I swear to God.”

Chan’s ears were bright red as he forced a laugh before he pulled Felix into the safety of their suite, the two disappearing as the door swung shut.

Which left Jisung alone with Hyunjin for the first time since…

Since that night at the party.

Jisung cleared his throat, trying desperately to dispel the suddenly awkward air in between him and Hyunjin in that hallway.

“I noticed that- um. No one was worried about me getting you pregnant.” Jisung said lamely, watching with dread as his joke landed and sank like a stone.

Hyunjin, who had been busy fiddling with the lock on their suite, turned to look at Jisung with a truly unique facial expression. One that was equal parts discomfort and amusement.

“Why was no one worried about me getting you pregnant?” Hyunjin parroted back. He let out a loud “hah!” at the look of shock on Jisung’s face before turning back to the door and pushing it open with a dramatic flourish.

He stepped into their suite and then paused, looking over his shoulder with sultry siren eyes.

“Hey Jisungie, don’t you wanna come in?”

Jisung was pretty sure he tore up that hallway carpet with how quickly he ran inside to follow Hyunjin.

Their room looked like a standard hotel room, with an ensuite bathroom immediately to their right and the bed up ahead.

Right. The bed, singular. It looked to be a decent size but still… it was a bed, singular. One that Hyunjin and Jisung were going to have to share.

Jisung had no idea why that was making him so nervous. He had talked such a big game about this hot springs porno but sleeping with Hyunjin- actually sleeping with him- had his heart going crazy. It was like a gambling addict’s favourite horse to bet on at the races, it refused to slow down.

“This place is nice.” Hyunjin whistled in appreciation. He threw his bag on the bed, overlooking it completely in favour of the opposite wall that was covered in wood panelling. It took a moment of fussing but Hyunjin eventually located the latch and pushed the correct panel open, revealing a little walkway that led right to their private hot springs.

“Woah…” Jisung marveled, making his way over to Hyunjin so he could look outside too. “I think we owe Chan hyung and Felix big time.”

Hyunjin hummed in agreement, hands on his hips as he surveyed his surroundings. Eventually, his eyes landed on Jisung and the sight was unsettling enough to make the alpha shiver. Under Hyunjin’s intense gaze, he already felt stripped bare- which didn’t bode well for the night.

“So, how do you wanna do this?” Hyunjin asked and leaned in close to Jisung. With his hands still firmly planted on his hips, this pose emphasized Hyunjin’s broad shoulders and just how much bigger he was than Jisung.

“Do… what?” Jisung blinked owlishly. His primal monkey brain unhelpfully tried to fill in the blanks with ‘do each other?’ which didn’t make any sense. Although, his primal monkey brain didn’t exactly operate on sense.

Hyunjin was staring at him with barely disguised glee, like he had somehow inherited Minho’s mind reading magic.

“We should shower before we take a dip.” Hyunjin pointed out. “So… do you want to shower first or should I?”

Oh. Right. That.

That made way more sense.

“I… um… you can shower first, I guess.” Jisung coughed, reaching up to feel his face to make sure it wasn’t actually on fire. Nope. Just felt like it was. He needed a moment alone to calm down before he blew it. Not that he was calling Hyunjin or his dick an it- !

Hm. Maybe Jisung should have been the first one to go so he could take a long, hard shower.

Cold! He meant cold!

“Jisungie. You can open your eyes now.”

Hyunjin’s voice was bubbling with repressed laughter, just like how the hot water around him was bubbling with anticipation.

There was the faint sound of water splashing onto nearby rocks, like Hyunjin was moving around but Jisung's eyes were squeezed shut and he couldn’t see any of it.

“Are you sure?”

Instead of answering, Hyunjin just scoffed.

“You choose now to be respectful? Seriously?”

For Jisung, there was no better motivation than his burning hot shame. He forced his eyes open and awkwardly adjusted the towel around his hips before crossing the threshold. Past the point of no return.

As always, Hyunjin was right. This was an inappropriate time for Jisung to suddenly be so appropriate. But he couldn’t help.

The whole time that Hyunjin was showering, Jisung had banished himself to a corner of the room and had stared at a blank wall the entire time. It was like something out of a horror movie and Hyunjin had burst out laughing when he’d finally emerged from the bathroom. He’d been in disbelief at how weird Jisung was being, but the alpha had barely heard a word.

The blood had rushed to his head with such intensity that it had drowned out the outside world entirely. But it hadn’t been enough to wipe away the mental image of Hyunjin in the shower.

Although, Jisung didn’t have to do much imagining now.

Hyunjin was submerged in the hot springs with his back to Jisung. And that shot of his back was glorious. The omega’s hair was artfully piled on the top of his head to keep it out of the water, with a few artful tendrils already curling from the steam floating up. His pale skin glowed under the moonlight, a steady flush building everywhere as he sank deeper into the water.

Every little shift caused muscles in his body to visibly tense up and then relax, as Hyunjin got comfortable. He rested his arms on the stone behind him and tipped his head back, far enough so that he could look Jisung right in the eye.

“What are you waiting for?” He asked and a smile slowly spread across his face as Jisung hurried to join him.

Well, he didn’t want to slip on the wet stone below and bust his bare ass on it. So, Jisung slowed down to a careful shuffle, cheeks burning as Hyunjin watched his every move.

“What’s wrong, Jisungie?” Hyunjin cooed as he watched Jisung hesitate where rock met water, toes curled in anticipation. “Are you scared?”

Jisung gulped, gripping onto the towel around his waist even tighter.

“Can you… can you um…?” Jisung cleared his throat, hoping if he lowered his voice then his next request wouldn’t sound so pathetic. “Do you mind closing your eyes?”

Hyunjin’s smile only grew. He leaned back on his arms, showing off even more of his bare chest, broad and glistening.

Jisung was really trying hard to play it cool here. One wrong move and his towel was going to be sent into space like a rocket launcher.

“Why?” Hyunjin asked, almost the picture of innocence as he tilted his head and pouted. “You don’t have anything I haven’t seen before.”

Jisung coughed, choking on all the words stuck in his throat. He hated that he was about to be naked with the baddest omega alive and had been reduced to an iPad baby that coughed with its tongue out but… Hyunjin was just that powerful.

“You’re right,” Jisung said weakly. “But… still…”

Hard to argue with that. Hyunjin hummed but obliged, eyes fluttering shut as he sank even deeper into the water until it lapped at the long column of his neck.

Jisung was quick to drop his towel and head into the water in case Hyunjin tried to sneak a peak. Oddly enough, it made Jisung feel like the oversexualized omega lead of a movie and felt a phantom camera leering at his naked body before he submerged himself into the water.

After the long car ride, and everything afterwards that had made Jisung so tense, the hot water was like a balm to his soul. He couldn’t help but groan as he settled onto the firmness of the rocks beneath him, wiggling around until he finally felt relaxed.

His eyes had momentarily fallen shut in pleasure and they flew open at the realization that he’d let his guard down. Jisung yelped and the water splashed around him as he saw that Hyunjin was staring right at him, eyes very much not closed.

“You… what’s wrong with you?!” Jisung sputtered, all the heat and steam going right to his head. He felt like this was a soaking wet fever dream, with his vision blurring around the edges and making everything seem unreal. He belatedly tried to cover his chest from view but that just served to frustrate Hyunjin even further.

“What’s wrong with you?” Hyunjin parroted back, sitting up and causing rivulets of water to pour down his shoulders, arms, and chest. “You’re the one who’s been acting weird around me! I thought… I thought you wanted all of this!”

Hyunjin gestured around the enclosed area they were sitting in, water flinging everywhere with his erratic movements. His face was scrunched up in frustration, eyebrows drawn together and mouth agape, and Jisung had never seen someone more beautiful.

“I do!” Jisung protested. “I want this more than I’ve wanted anything in my entire life, I swear! It’s just- .”

Jisung managed to cut himself off with a sharp intake of breath, cheeks flaming red as he struggled to contain himself.

“Just what?”

Jisung winced prematurely at all of the embarrassing words of confession rolling around his mind like marbles. He opened his mouth and then closed it, lips pressed together tightly as he carefully chose his next words.

“I can’t be normal around you.” Jisung said, voice nothing more than a hoarse whisper.

They were so close in that pool of water, if Jisung stretched his legs out he’d have his feet in Hyunjin’s lap. Hyunjin’s naked lap. The water was bubbling and frothing from the heat which camouflaged everything below their waists, but just the knowledge of what lay beneath was driving Jisung fucking crazy.

Instead of laughing, instead of pushing Jisung away, instead of hurrying off in a huff, Hyunjin just frowned.

“You’ve never been normal around me.” He pointed out. “Why start now?”

Despite himself- despite everything, Jisung couldn’t help but smile a little at that.

“You’re right.” He said, and admitting this was one of the easiest things he’d ever done. He could breathe a little better now and watched Hyunjin carefully, before making his next move. “I can’t stop thinking about you. You or… your body. I mean- I think you feel the same but… feel free to drown me if you don’t!”

“I’m not going to drown you.” Hyunjin sighed loudly and crooked his finger, gesturing for Jisung to come closer. Water splashed loudly as Jisung tried to maneuver himself next to Hyunjin without exposing himself in the process. The water was too shallow to paddle forwards but too deep for him to walk properly without looking stupid.

“Hey.” Jisung said breathlessly, settling next to Hyunjin and feeling their bare shoulders touch. Both of them were damp and warm, but their skin was quickly covered in goosebumps at the sudden proximity.

“Hi.” Hyunjin smiled. “You can’t stop thinking about me, huh?”

Instead of answering that, Jisung just made a face.

“You are aware of what you look like, right?” He shot back, succeeding in making Hyunjin blush and laugh. “You’re like… you’re like an actual God to me! I’d get on my knees and worship you but you’d probably kick me in the head and tell me to get up.”

Hyunjin laughed even harder at that, playfully shoving Jisung’s shoulder and allowing his hand to linger for just a moment.

“Well, you don’t need to be doing all that.” Hyunjin said, although he looked secretly pleased at the alpha’s answer. “But it’s nice to know that you’d get on your knees for me. I think I’ll save that for later…”

Hyunjin’s siren eyes were out in full force, lidded and locked onto Jisung with burning intensity.

“I’d do anything for you.” Jisung was quick to blurt out, like the words had been snatched right out of his mind and presented to Hyunjin on a platter. Both a confession and a promise.

As always, Hyunjin seemed to find everything Jisung said earnestly a little bit hilarious.

“Is that so?” Hyunjin asked, barely able to suppress his smile like he was trying to play it cool. “You know… alphas are weird about what they like, sure, but I still can’t believe this.”

“Believe what?” Jisung blinked in confusion and Hyunjin just laughed, reaching down until his hand disappeared into the water below. Unfortunately, Jisung missed the next crucial movements because of the frothy steaming hot water and suddenly cursed the hot springs water for not being more see through.

“You’re not like most alphas, isn’t that right, Jisungie?” Hyunjin asked, smiling but with a condescending air to his words. Unfortunately for Jisung, that was like jet fuel to his rocket about to take off and he gulped. Hyunjin’s eyes tracked the way his throat bobbed, the sight making his smile grow even more.

“What do you mean?” Jisung asked nervously. He wondered why Hyunjin was being so weird and then wondered if, to Hyunjin, he was the one being weird and needed questioning.

“I mean,” Hyunjin began and shifted every so slightly, so he could be fully pressed to Jisung’s side. This way, they were so close that they could feel every breath, every lift and drop of their chests, every steady beat of their hearts. “Any other alpha would have been weirded out by what I told them… or just pretend that part of me doesn’t exist. Because it grosses them out so much. But, not you though, right Jisungie?”

Hyunjin’s tone of voice had slid from honeyed sweetness, until he was practically holding back his laugh between every word. Jisung didn’t dare move an inch, wondering if Hyunjin could smell the fear and arousal wafting off of him in waves.

“Right.” Jisung was quick to agree, unable to stop himself from taking a quick peek downwards. He wasn’t entirely sure what he was expecting to see, as Hyunjin had crossed one leg over the other which helped make the view below even murkier and harder to make out.

“Do you know what I’ve become used to over the years?” Hyunjin asked, reaching out to trail a finger down the curve of Jisung’s pecs. The alpha’s heart was threatening to tear his chest in two at the brief contact, and he wondered if Hyunjin could feel it through his fingertips.

“What?”

Jisung allowed himself a moment to watch Hyunjin’s long elegant finger trace a path down his chest before looking up and into the omega’s eyes. His long lashes cast shadows over the tops of his cheeks with every blink and Jisung wondered how this picture perfect muse had just fallen into his lap like this, all gorgeous and bare and willing.

In his past life, Jisung must have accumulated an enormous amount of karma to have deserved this. He must have saved a burning puppy orphanage or something, although that wasn’t exactly a line of thought he wanted to be following in such a passionate moment…

“I’ve gotten used to a life full of tucking and compression underwear.” Hyunjin admitted, his smooth talking facade momentarily crumbling as he let out a sheepish laugh. “Most of the time, alphas ask me to cover up down there or they can only fuck me from behind…”

Jisung was filled with red hot outrage on Hyunjin’s behalf, his mind barely even able to comprehend what the omega was saying.

“They what?!” Jisung sputtered in disbelief and Hyunjin just shrugged, like he didn’t entirely understand it either. “They ask you to… what?! How dare they? Alphas are… alphas are the worst!”

“They are.” Hyunjin agreed and then smiled from ear to ear, like this was all a big joke to him. “But you’re not.”

Hyunjin’s finger had made its way down to where the water was just skimming Jisung’s waist. He prodded at the sensitive skin of Jisung’s stomach and caused him to sharply inhale, the quick cause and effect making the omega giggle.

“What would you do to me if I let you?” Hyunjin asked, letting the question hang in the warm sticky air between them. Jisung’s mouth was hanging open, like he was trying to feel the electricity on his tongue.

What would Jisung do if Hyunjin let him? He knew the obvious answer. The alpha answer. He’d push Hyunjin down onto the roughness of the rocks and take the omega right then and there. He’d fuck Hyunjin until his knot popped and locked the two together. He’d make this night unforgettable for Hyunjin and ruin him for any other alpha.

But that wasn’t what Jisung wanted. Not quite.

Instead of telling Hyunjin exactly what exactly he was craving, Jisung decided to show him.

He reached out to curl a hand around the damp nape of Hyunjin’s neck, right where wet tendrils of hair were sticking to. Jisung took a moment to push them aside, so he was only touching bare skin, and the small gesture had Hyunjin shivering under his touch.

“What would you do to me if I let you?” Jisung asked, voice nothing more than a hoarse whisper as he turned to face Hyunjin. He wasn’t sure if he could ever get used to this, having someone as beautiful as Hyunjin be so close to him. Especially not like this.

Hyunjin had this expectant sort of smile playing on his lips, a silent question of what the two of them were going to do next spelled out in the raise of his eyebrows.

Instead of answering, Hyunjin’s hand came back up in one smooth motion so he could grab onto Jisung’s face. He used this as a grip, tilting the alpha’s head just right before leaning in to kiss him.

Jisung responded immediately, reaching out with one hand around Hyunjin’s lower back and letting the other grab onto the omega’s hair. He felt a deep pitted sense of rightness as he tugged on Hyunjin’s glorious long locks and felt the omega moan right into his mouth.

After hurting and yearning for so long, feeling Hyunjin’s perfect pillowy soft lips on his was nothing short of a religious experience for Jisung. The omega’s mouth was faintly wet and so eager to kiss Jisung that he wouldn’t pull away, even for a moment. Little bursts of breath were all Hyunjin would allow himself, before he was back to devouring Jisung’s face, fingers digging bruises into the alpha’s cheek.

“Hyunjin!” Jisung managed to choke out when the omega allowed him a moment of reprieve, pulling away but keeping their foreheads resting together. “You-re !”

Hyunjin didn’t even let Jisung finish that sentence. He squeezed the alpha’s face hard enough to make him wince and smiled coolly at him.

“I’m what?”

“You’re insane.” Jisung whispered, absolutely sure that there were stars in his eyes as he gazed up at the beautiful omega. His lips already missed kissing Hyunjin and were already puckering, so obviously desperate that it made the omega laugh.

Hyunjin went back in for another kiss, this time prodding Jisung’s mouth open with his tongue and licking inside greedily. Bits and pieces of Hyunjin were flooding every one of Jisung’s senses. He could taste the omega’s fruity lip balm, smell the soap he had just scrubbed his body with, and feel the give of Hyunjin’s damp skin, warm from the water yet quickly cooling in the night air.

The water swished around them as they kissed, the gentle melodic noise in stark contrast to their sloppy noisy kissing. Every whine that was coming straight from Jisung’s throat was swallowed by Hyunjin, and vice versa for every breathy moan coming from the omega.

Jisung was pushing the limits of his restraint here, tightening his grip on Hyunjin’s hair to keep his hands from going elsewhere. He was aching to pull the omega into his lap so he could feel every curve and contour of Hyunjin’s body up close and personal, but couldn’t help but doubt himself. Wasn’t it too soon for this?

Although, the two already were doing things out of order. A normal couple probably didn’t get naked with each other before having their first kiss, right? Well, unless they were nudists- which Hyunjin and Jisung sort of were at the moment- .

Hyunjin abruptly pulled away, kiss swollen lips looking even plumper as they jutted out in a pout.

“Are you thinking of other omegas right now?” He asked accusatorily. Jisung shook his head so quickly, it was a miracle his brain didn’t slosh out of his ears.

“No!” He was quick to reassure Hyunjin, biting his already sore lips as he debated his next words. “I just… I need you so badly! I think… I think I’m about to lose it.”

Thankfully, that turned Hyunjin’s frown upside down. He leaned back, taking his body heat with him and making Jisung whine.

“Well, we can’t have that happening.” Hyunjin smiled, bracing his hands on the rocks behind him as he moved to get up. “Not yet anyway.”

Jisung’s last brain cell keeled over and died as he watched Hyunjin slowly get out of the water. He was left to gape stupidly, jaw hanging loose as Hyunjin towered over him, water dripping off every part of his body.

Yeah. Yup. Uh huh. Jisung could have died happy at that moment. Nothing would ever top this moment.

None of history’s most iconic nudie paintings could compare to this moment. The silver glow of the moonlight was the perfect spotlight for Hyunjin’s pale skin, highlighting its shiny perfection. He was the ideal omega, broad shoulders and a toned chest tapering down into that little waist that was sculpted just to hold, leading down further to- .

Jisung took a long shaky breath, feeling like he was about to pass out and slide down under the bubbling water.

“What’s wrong, Jisungie?” Hyunjin asked, hands on his hips as he stared down at Jisung. This angle made him look like a giant, like a sexy Titan, like a character straight out of ‘Attack of the Fifty Foot Omega’. And, yeah, it was really doing it for Jisung, thanks for asking. “You were all about my dick earlier. Suddenly, it’s too much?”

“No, that’s not it.” Jisung said faintly, mouth dry as he allowed his gaze to settle between Hyunjin’s legs. “Your dick is just…”

“Just?” Hyunjin prodded and Jisung opened and closed his mouth, several times in succession, as he tried to explain his thoughts aptly.

“It’s like the sun.” Jisung marveled. “Beautiful but… hard to look at directly.”

Thankfully, Hyunjin seemed to take that as a compliment. Just the way Jisung had intended. He hadn’t been lying one bit and felt his own words ring especially true as he took in every inch of Hyunjin’s dick.

Jisung had thought he’d been ready after all that research he’d done on KnotHub about omegas with big dicks. He should be qualified for a Masters degree in masturbating with all his time spent studying, yet this specific sight- the one that he’d been fantasizing about for forever- still took his breath away.

There was no putting it lightly. Hyunjin’s dick was huge. Way bigger than the average omegas and, yes, bigger than Jisung’s too. There was no question about it. It helped that he had gone the pornstar route and waxed his pubes off, leaving everything smooth with nothing to hide behind. With a body like that, Jisung probably would have done the same. No, fuck that, he’d probably walk around nude if he looked like Hyunjin, because he had the kind of beauty the whole world decided to see.

But no. This was a private show, just for Jisung.

“You like looking at me that much, huh?” Hyunjin cooed and Jisung nodded quickly, making the omega let out a bright laugh. “Mhm. Thought so.”

Narcissistic? Yeah, but Jisung was fucking loving it. His dried out mouth was rapidly flooding with saliva as he drooled over the sight of Hyunjin’s dick. It hung heavily between the omega’s thick slick stained thighs, flushed the most gorgeous brownish pink with these prominent veins that Jisung’s tongue was aching to trace.

Jisung felt possessed by this primal urge to take Hyunjin’s dick in every possible way, to stuff it down his throat or have it shoved up his own ass. This feeling was entirely foreign, so different from how he felt during his own ruts, that its intensity almost scared him. But, at that moment, Jisung would have done anything to provide pleasure for Hyunjin’s body, even at the expense of his own.

Especially at the expense of his own. He wanted Hyunjin to take whatever he wanted from his body like Jisung was nothing more than a vessel for his own satisfaction.

Jisung had never felt less like an alpha but, at the same time, he’d never felt more alive.

“Hyunjin, I can’t take it anymore.” Jisung said hoarsely, tilting his head back to look up at Hyunjin. He felt like he was looking right at a haughty, uncaring god and this made Jisung’s own dick twitch pathetically. He was so hard that every breath was starting to hurt, thighs clenched in anticipation.

“What do you want from me?” Hyunjin asked simply, reaching out to pinch Jisung’s chin with his thumb and forefinger. Now this, this was a blowjob angle. Hyunjin’s dick was right there, so close that Jisung could open his mouth wide, tongue out like a good boy, and finally have it in his mouth.

“I need you inside of me, please!” Jisung pleaded, with the raw desperation of a man with his life on the line. He really felt like he was going to fucking die if Hyunjin didn’t do something soon. Maybe that had been Hyunjin’s goal all along, since he was probably a succubus who fed off of an alpha’s fear and arousal.

“Is that what you really want?” Hyunjin asked. He sounded less condescending compared to earlier, an imploring look in his eyes as he carefully studied Jisung’s face.

Jisung was positive that, if he opened his mouth to confirm, drool would fall out and contaminate their hot springs. Although, with how much slick was glistening on Hyunjin’s inner thighs, it seemed that they’d already done so.

A slow, gracious smile unfolded on Hyunjin’s face and he pushed Jisung back onto the rocks behind him with a little poke to the alpha’s chest.

“Well, since you asked so politely…” Hyunjin hummed and straddled Jisung’s hips with one quick swing of his legs.

Jisung let out a loud gasp and clawed at the rock below as he felt Hyunjin’s dick press firmly against his own. The friction had electricity zipping from below his belly and then up his spine, hips bucking up to chase even more of that feeling.

“Fuck!” He groaned as Hyunjin leaned down to kiss him again, swallowing the alpha’s next noises with a firm press of his lips.

“Yeah, Jisungie likes that?” Hyunjin murmured between kisses, expertly rolling his hips to rub against Jisung even further.

In an effort to ground himself, and to get a little revenge on Hyunjin, Jisung reached around the omega and grabbed onto his ass. He squeezed it hard enough to draw a moan out of Hyunjin, feeling pleased that he was the reason behind such a sinful sound.

“I love it.” Jisung said earnestly, punctuating his words with another grope of Hyunjin’s ass. This time, the omega just let out a breathless giggle and swatted his hands away.

“Tonight’s not about my ass.” Hyunjin pointed out with glee, wriggling his fingers menacingly. “It’s about yours.”

“Right.” Jisung choked out, sitting up on his elbows and awkwardly spreading his legs to give Hyunjin better access. He’d been so caught up in the moment earlier, blurting out all these thoughts from his deepest darkest fantasies, that he’d forgotten about this part. The part where they actually made everything happen. “So, uh. How do I- ?”

Jisung abruptly went silent, back to ogling Hyunjin in disbelief, as he watched the omega begin to gather his own slick. Hyunjin’s long fingered hands seemed used to this, bypassing his dick entirely and instead scooping up all the slick pouring out of him. Everytime the tips of his fingers breached his asshole, Hyunjin’s brows furrowed cutely and he let out a little gasp, entire body trembling as he tried to focus.

“Here.” Hyunjin said simply and reached out with his fingers all shiny with slick, the liquid glistening even more beautifully under the moonlight.

Jisung’s thoughts, his words, his breath were all stuck as he watched Hyunjin gently approach him once again. One of the omega’s hands went to his dick, wrapping around the bottom of the shaft and making him whimper, while the other ghosted a light touch over Jisung’s inner thighs.

“You have to breathe for me, okay Jisungie?” Hyunjin said quietly and Jisung managed to nod, forcing exaggerated breaths. This made Hyunjin smile, and the sight made Jisung feel like he was an egg that had just been cracked wide open.

Well. He was about to be cracked wide open.

“Okay.” Jisung swallowed past the lump in his throat and watched as Hyunjin’s fist slowly slid up and down his dick. A very effective distraction, in Jisung’s biased opinion. He was so caught up in the sight, watching this hot wet naked omega jerk him off, and the sensation of having his sensitive dick finally touched, that he could almost forget about the rest.

But Jisung wasn’t about to look away. He felt entranced by the foreign intrusion of having Hyunjin’s fingers fuck into his ass and, nonsensically, wished his dick was detachable and wasn’t in the way so he could see it fully.

Well, even if he couldn’t see it fully, Jisung could certainly feel it. All he wanted to do was clench up at the sensation, feeling uncomfortably full with just one finger buried to the knuckle. Hyunjin’s face was carefully blank, but he kept his eyes on Jisung the whole time like he was monitoring the alpha.

“You’re doing so good for me.” Hyunjin whispered, pushing another finger in and stretching Jisung even further.

The alpha was a hot squirming mess, and Hyunjin’s sweet voice praising him was only making it worse. Or better. He wasn’t entirely sure of that, or anything. Whether the sky was up or down or when he’d laid down on the cool rock below and surrendered his body entirely to Hyunjin.

“Ah- ! That… that felt good…” Jisung gasped as he felt Hyunjin’s long fingers curl towards something inside of him that felt like a billion little supernovas had just burst. “Ah, Hyunjin, seriously…”

“You want me to do that again?” Hyunjin asked with faux innocence, grinning as he prodded at Jisung’s sweet spot again. When the alpha seized up and tried to buck upwards for more pleasure, Hyunjin stopped him with a punishing squeeze to his dick. “Uh uh. Not so fast, Jisungie.”

Jisung, who had momentarily blacked out from the dual forms of punishing stimulation, felt like this was a little unfair.

“I can’t take it anymore.” Jisung gasped as Hyunjin pushed yet another finger into him, stretching his insides to their limit. No matter how much of his own slick that Hyunjin used as lubrication, no matter how much Hyunjin tried to distract him elsewhere, it wasn’t enough to stop everything from hurting.

And worst of all, it wasn’t enough for Jisung. He wanted to be filled even more. It was like a screeching car crash in Jisung’s mind, all his dirty thoughts and fantasies jumbling and blurring together until he could barely breathe.

“You can’t take it anymore?” Hyunjin laughed as he pulled both his hands back, letting Jisung’s dick fall limply to the side and, worst yet, leaving his asshole gaping. “How are you gonna take me then?”

Jisung’s eyes were wide open, wondering if he had gone from bright red to a deep purple with how little he was breathing.

“I can take you!” Jisung insisted weakly, voice pathetic to his own ears. All he could do was sit back on his hands, legs spread like he was a bitch in heat resorting to the most pathetic form of seduction to try and appeal to Hyunjin.

Thankfully, it seemed to be working as the amused twinkle in Hyunjin’s eyes vanished. Instead, the omega looked deadly serious with his dark eyes devoid of anything but primal lust, focused entirely on Jisung’s spread legs.

Hyunjin reached down and began stroking himself, the sight of his swollen heavy cock barely covered by his fingers enough to make Jisung gulp.

“You- ah- ready Jisungie?” Hyunjin asked, voice catching briefly as he rubbed at his leaking cockhead. Pearly drops of precum were already gathering and Jisung’s tongue subconsciously poked out at the sight before he even realized what he was doing.

“Yes!” Jisung moaned loudly, uncaring if any of their neighbours heard him like this. He was at his most vulnerable, head thrown back, neck bared, and legs spread. All he could focus on was the now, Hyunjin hovering over him and settling between his thighs, the tip of his dick finally, finally, finally pressing against Jisung’s ass.

“I’ve dreamed about this moment for so long.” Jisung babbled, feeling all the words spill from him like he’d just taken a truth serum. Like he was hooked up to a lie detector test. Like he was on laughing gas and was combing through his brain to find something he hadn’t confessed to Hyunjin yet. “I’ve dreamt about you for so long. You’re my dream omega, man. You’re the biggest crush I’ve ever had. I can’t believe you’re fucking me, oh my God…”

Jisung was teary eyed and nearly hyperventilating as he felt Hyunjin push into him, in this achingly long moment that seemed to last forever.

“Jisungie, you’re so…” Hyunjin’s voice was more quiet than Jisung had ever heard it. The omega had squeezed his eyes shut, jaw clenched as he allowed Jisung a moment to adjust to his size. It must’ve felt insane for Hyunjin too, having his dick be buried in something tight and hot for the first time maybe ever. The omega was used to getting fucked, and by knotheads who barely cared about him. This must have been something special for him too.

“So what?” Jisung gasped, struggling to breathe as he felt that Hyunjin’s dick had gone past his stomach and had somehow gotten into his throat. That was impossible right? It certainly felt like it was in the realm of possibilities with how Jisung’s body was reacting. He briefly wondered if he was too tight to enjoy and tried to force himself to calm down. For Hyunjin’s sake.

“You’re so embarrassing!” Hyunjin said, eyes flying open and an almost manic sort of glee lighting up his face. He pulled back just enough so the tip of his dick lingered inside of Jisung and then slammed back inside of the alpha, making him thrash on the floor and wail. “Seriously, you make everyone think that you’re some sort of playboy alpha who wants to fuck every omega he sees, but that’s not true right? Not entirely true, heh…”

Hyunjin let out a breathless laugh as he began to fuck Jisung earnestly, not even pretending to hold back as he rolled his hips. His dick was stretching Jisung to his absolute limits, slamming right into places that were made to make him fall apart, and he did so over and over and over again.

“You’re t-tearing me apart!” Jisung gasped, unable to control himself as drool dripped heavily past his bottom lip and down his chin. Hyunjin just giggled and leaned forward to lick Jisung’s mouth clean, folding him in half in the process and making the alpha moan.

“Oh, you love it.” Hyunjin said dismissively, still laughing as he fucked deeper inside of Jisung. His hands were glued to the alpha’s hips, using this grip to keep Jisung right where he wanted him. “To be honest, Jisungie, I kinda wanna keep you like this forever. Whenever I need to get my dick wet, I’m gonna come to you, okay?”

Hyunjin’s cutesy voice and the teasing lilt of his words were in stark contrast to his actions, the way he was holding Jisung so bruisingly tight like he never wanted the alpha to leave. As if Jisung would pull away if he had the chance. All he could do was wind his arms around Hyunjin’s shoulders and pull the omega impossibly closer, and bring their lips together in a searing kiss.

Jisung nearly came right then and there at the sensation of Hyunjin lewdly sucking on his tongue. Their shared spit smeared around their mouths, desperate moans muffled as their bodies moved as one. Hyunjin wasn’t letting up once, digging his thumbs into the meat of Jisung’s hips as he fucked deeper inside of the alpha.

If the blood rushing in Jisung’s ears wasn’t loud enough to drown everything else out, the sticky sounds of their bodies smacking together surely would have killed him. It was all just so much, so much more than Jisung had expected. In such a short period of time, Hyunjin had become everything to him and Jisung really thought he would die without the omega.

“I need you to cum inside of me.” Jisung pleaded when they finally broke away from the blistering hot kiss. Hyunjin’s face was flushed a warm pink, eyes shiny, and dark hair sticking sloppily to his sweaty skin. Jisung was momentarily in awe at such an arousing sight, and tried his best to commit it to memory. His spank bank was damn near overflowing at this point, but he couldn’t help it. Old habits did die hard.

“Yeah?” Hyunjin goaded, licking his lips and fucking into Jisung with a particularly brutal thrust. When the alpha thrashed in his arms, moaning and whimpering, Hyunjin’s grip on him just tightened. “Yeah, is that what you want?”

All Jisung could do was nod. His dick was trapped between their bodies, rubbed raw and nearly chafing from this torturous stimulation. There was a part of his inner wolf that was howling in anguish, at how foreign this intrusion was, how his aching dick should have been buried inside of Hyunjin’s tight wet heat. But there was another part of him, far bigger and stronger, that was grateful for any crumb of attention that this goddess level omega was throwing his way.

Hyunjin could have done anything- literally anything to Jisung- and the alpha would have thanked him for it. He was seriously debating on if he should send Hyunjin a thank you card in the mail after all of this.

“Alright then,” Hyunjin’s smile was faint as his thrusts slowed, the movement of his hips growing erratic and sloppy. A telltale sign that his orgasm was approaching. The mouthwatering scent of slick was so heavy in the air that Jisung could almost taste it, and he wondered how much was dripping out of Hyunjin’s tight little ass. “Take it.”

Maybe if he was good, the omega would use his face as a chair afterwards and demand for Jisung to clean him up. Yeah, this was the kind of greed they talked about in the Bible, but Jisung couldn’t help it. Dreaming big had helped get him here in the first place.

Nothing could have prepared Jisung for how it felt to have someone cum inside of him. He had loved the idea in theory, of having Hyunjin fill him up and claim him from the inside out in the most carnal way imaginable. But, in practice, it was something different entirely.

“Ah, Jisungie, you’re making me cum!” Hyunjin gasped, voice loud and whiney and like something straight out of the filthiest, highest viewed video on KnotHub. He looked so sexy coming undone like this, face slack as he squealed about how good Jisung had made him feel. “I can’t stop cumming, oh God!”

Seeing Hyunjin like that was enough to push Jisung over the edge. His mouth dropped open, a stream of broken moans flowing out of him, as he felt Hyunjin shoot ropes of cum inside of him. Gooey, sticky, hot warmth flooded Jisung’s ass, painting his sore inner walls and making something inside of him overflow like a dam pushed to its limits.

Like an omega in heat who had been rewarded with a knot, Jisung finally lost it. He felt his vision go dark as his eyes rolled back into his head, losing what little control he had over himself as he came too. His dick twitched weakly as it sprayed his own release onto his chest, spurts of cum smearing everywhere as his unpopped knot throbbed at the base.

“Fuck…” Jisung blearily rubbed at his face, vision swimming as he tried to catch his breath. He felt like he had just lived a hundred lifetimes and had finally woken up back in his body, wondering how he was supposed to live life normally now.

Hyunjin, bless his soul, didn’t seem bothered by any of this. With no knot locking him and Jisung together, he had easily pulled out and barely blinked at the mess he’d just made of Jisung’s now sloppy hole that was leaking onto the rocks below.

“Are you okay, Jisungie?” He asked, a worried scrunch to his face as he reached out to touch Jisung’s hair gently. The soft sensation was nearly enough to lull the exhausted alpha to sleep, but he managed to keep his eyes open just to take in the sight of Hyunjin’s beauty one more time.

“Better than I’ve ever been.” Jisung said and something about his dopey smile and half closed eyes set Hyunjin off, the omega laughing in delight. “Uh. Can I ask you a quick question though?”

Hyunjin smiled.

“I like to think we’re close enough now, sure. Go ahead.”

“Um… you don’t think of me as uh, this super weird alpha right?” Jisung asked awkwardly, suddenly nervous that Hyunjin was looking at him in a totally new light now. Like, the thrill and the fun had worn off and the spotlight on Jisung was just highlighting all of his flaws instead.

It would have actually killed Jisung if he’d had to say goodbye to Hyunjin after tonight. Like he had just gotten a taste of some ambrosia before having it cruelly ripped away. Jisung seriously would have done anything to keep an omega like Hyunjin by his side. Or under him. Or on him. Jisung wasn’t picky.

But thankfully, Hyunjin just waved his concerns off with a laugh.

“Are you kidding?” Hyunjin leaned down and pressed a chaste kiss to Jisung’s mouth. When he pulled away to continue speaking, he giggled at the realization that Jisung’s eyes had been wide and unblinking even throughout that little kiss. “After all that, you’re officially my new favourite alpha!”

Yeah, Jisung could die happy now. Although, he couldn’t help but wonder if alphas who enjoyed getting fucked in the ass could go to heaven. Hm. Maybe he shouldn’t die until he found out the answer to that question..

Besides, with Hyunjin in his arms and kissing him so sweetly, Jisung couldn’t help but feel like he had secured a little slice of heaven just for himself.

Well.

Not so little.