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His long fingers knead the flesh of your ass, shamelessly groping. A clean rip. Your pink lace doesn't stand a chance. "Hah—do you like it when I'm desperate for you?" He moves your hip slowly and languidly, head thrown back in pleasure and you know he's enjoying it. You can feel it, you can feel him; he's a grower.

A sheen layer of sweat covers his face, he whispers your name like it's a prayer. The glasses slip off his nose bridge; he pushes them back to place while his fingers tug off his sweats just enough to let his hard and girthy cock out its confines. Your nimble fingers curl around it, moving up and down slowly. "Oh fuck— noona— your fingers are so small." He moves your hand faster, pumping him to full hardness. He swats your hand away and thrusts in roughly, "let's see if your pretty little cunt can take it." You moan and you don't even realise that the mic is on. You hear a series of "shit" and "fuck" followed by groans. You are too gone to care.

A whimper leaves your lips when Jisung fucks into your cunt, velvety walls clenching around him. "Your pussy is so tight, noona." A throaty groan leaves his lips, "Think I might just come." You can barely think; brain, a mush and eyes, cloudy with pleasure. He snaps his hips up into you. The chair creaks, embarrassingly loud but he couldn't care less, neither could you. You are shaking, trembling and screaming his name, leaving crescent marks on his skin, anywhere and everywhere.

Holy shit. You aren't sure if you are glad or aren't that the web cam wasn't on.

you both already established boundary lines when your heat cycles started to become more prominent. for one week each month, you and jaehyun didn’t see each other. jaehyun always found a different omega on campus to share his heats with, but you were not so lucky.

you slam your head against the kitchen counter, ignoring jaehyun’s snickers.

“i could find an alpha to help you. i have other friends, you know.”

you raise your head to glare at him. “are you saying i don’t have other friends?”

“let’s not lie, y/n.”

you roll your eyes. jaehyun’s contentedly making a sandwich for himself and completely dismissing your concerns about your upcoming heat.

“jae, i really don’t want to have another heat! it always gets me distracted and i can’t finish anything when i’m in that state.”

“they make heat suppressants, you know.”

again, you glare at him. most of the time, jaehyun is less than helpful. it was so easy for him to be in heat — an alpha with his good looks and dominant nature had no problem finding a submissive omega. you, however, have a bigger problem. since you were on the smaller side and extremely inexperienced, it was more likely for you to be in danger if you spent your heat with the wrong alpha.

“fine. i know this great guy through a couple of friends, and he’s one of the more tamer alphas. we’re going to meet him so you can finally get fucked.”

“jaehyun!”

—

the music blasting from the speakers is sensitive to your ears and you whine, clutching jaehyun’s arm for support. he rolls his eyes at you.

you’re approaching a group of boys in this noisy house party, most of whom you recognize. a lot of jaehyun’s friends are alphas so you tend not to associate with them so often, but they hang around jaehyun so you can’t avoid them.

“jeno!” jaehyun greets, dimples peeking out as he offers the other alpha a hug.

you observe as jaehyun talks animatedly with this alpha. jaehyun was right — you don’t get a fearful domineering nature from him. jeno seems calm, his smile bright as he converses with your best friend.

jaehyun clears his throat, stepping aside so you come into view. “jeno, have you met y/n?”

“i don’t believe so,” he grins, reaching out to shake your hand. you smile shyly at him. “it’s nice to meet you.”

you squirm underneath his gaze, naturally feeling as if you need to submit to him. jaehyun looks uncomfortable by the next question and your eyes dart to the ground, finding the laces of your shoes to be particularly interesting.

“y/n here actually has her heat next week and she really needs some assistance. i figured you would be the best man for the job.”

you elbow jaehyun’s side and he groans. “i’m not on some to-do-list, asshole,” you seethe.

jeno chuckles. he’s clearly a little embarrassed by the proposition, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.

“uh, i wouldn’t mind helping,” he shrugs.

you feel a huge weight has lifted off of your shoulders. you still feel a little anxious — although jaehyun trusted him, you barely knew anything about this alpha. jaehyun gets the idea, smiling and patting both of your shoulders.

“i’m going to see what kind of drinks johnny’s making in the kitchen. i hope you two have fun.”

you blink, watching as jaehyun scurries away as fast as possible. you and jeno stand awkwardly in front of each other.

moments of silence pass before he laughs to break the tension.

“can i get you something to drink?”

—

jeno’s a nice guy. you get to know him a little better at the party, putting some of your nerves at ease. you learn that he’s a struggling college student like you and that he likes taking long bike rides when he has the time. he spent most of the night asking questions about you, and repeatedly making sure that you were okay with your decision to spend your heat with him.

on the first day of your heat, you get a text from jaehyun.

jae: get some good dick today

you roll your eyes at him and choose not to respond, fretting over all of the last minute preparations. the first few days of the cycle are the worst. jaehyun told you that he usually doesn’t leave the bedroom for days when he’s with a partner, so he always makes sure to store extra water and food nearby for consumption.

you’ve prepared a lot of snacks and water for the both of you, as well as a fresh pair of clean sheets that you’ll probably have to wash again by the end of tonight.

you jump when you hear a knock at your door. you take a deep breath before answering it, seeing jeno with his signature smile standing behind it.

you invite him in and jeno can tell how nervous you are, raising an eyebrow at you as you quickly ask him to take off his shoes and follow you to the bedroom.

“i think i have everything ready. i got some of those chips i saw you eating at the party, i thought you would like those. i also just got some water, i hope you don’t mind. i figured everybody likes water-“

“y/n,” jeno stops you, placing his hands on your shoulders to grab your attention. “have you taken a breath at all today?”

you sigh. “no, not really. i’ve just been worried.”

he chuckles. “we’ll be fine. no wonder you haven’t pounced on me yet — you’ve been too worried about tonight. take a deep breath for me.”

you do as he commands and you’re suddenly filled with his overwhelming scent. he’s all around you at once and you feel a little dizzy. jeno’s quick to catch you and you whimper, rubbing your thighs together. you’re hit with a wave of arousal once you finally calm down.

you grab at jeno’s shirt and whine. “need you now, alpha. please?”

he grunts. “i got you, baby.”

he moves you to the bed, hovering over you and looking down at you with clouded eyes. you moan when he finally enters a finger inside your dripping pussy, curling it upwards. you keen at his touch, wanting to have him completely inside you.

“such a good little omega,” he groans in your ear. you whimper, holding onto his shoulders as he slides another finger in. “so good and submissive for me.”

your eyes roll back when he nudges at your sweet spot, coaxing you to your first orgasm. you tremble underneath him, struggling to gain a hold of yourself as heat fills your belly.

jaehyun was right — being in heat with a partner is completely different than being with yourself. your mind is drunk on the thought of jeno’s cock and your words start becoming incoherent.

“n-need a f-fuck, please,” you beg, eyes half open.

you hear jeno’s gentle laugh as he slips his fingers out of you. you cry at the loss, but it’s soon replaced by his cock prodding at your entrance.

“beg.”

his command awakens a fire inside of you. “a-alpha, please. need your hard cock pounding my pussy. i need a good fuck, alpha. want to have your pups inside of me.”

he groans loudly. “yeah? wanna be stuffed full of my cum? wanna give birth to my pups? have a nice big load for my omega.”

he thrusts into you in one swift motion, fitting snugly inside. your throat aches as you scream at the intrustion. you feel so full.

“you’re so tight, little omega,” he moans. you’re so wet that he’s able to slide in and out of you with no problem. he starts ramming into you at a rapid pace, releasing an inhuman noise when he sees the bulge in your belly. “you see that? you’re so fucking tiny, baby. my little omega is so small and submissive to her alpha, isn’t she?”

you feel lightheaded, creaming his cock again in no time. jeno’s gone insane, folding your legs to your chest as he pumps into you. you’re blubbering and crying, tears streaming down your face while he hits your sweet spot.

“i wanted to fuck you the moment i saw you with jaehyun. you’re my little omega now, do you understand? this pussy belongs to me.”

“j-jeno, so g-g-good,” you whisper frantically, another orgasm building up. “you f-fuck me s-so good, alpha.”

“yeah?” he hisses. “i’m the only one who can fuck you this good, right?”

you groan when he drags your body up so that you’re sitting on his lap. he tugs on your hair and you whine.

“ride me, pretty omega.”

you whine as you sink down on his cock. he’s reaching you deeper than before, and you can practically feel him in your throat. as you ride him, he runs his fingers over the bulge in your belly.

“right here,” he grunts into your ear. “i’m gonna fill you with my pups right here. you’re mine now.”

he takes a handful of your ass and guides you up and down his cock. you reach another orgasm, bouncing on his hard member as if your life depended on it.

he follows shortly after, shooting ribbons of his cum deep inside you. you wail when his knot inflates, almost tearing you in half.

when you two finally calm down, jeno pushes the stray hairs away from your face. he’s gentle as he strokes your cheek.

“good?”

you shake your head and whimper. “need more.”

he chuckles, pushing you back down on the bed.

Johnny tries to call once reaching your building, eyebrows wrinkling together when you don’t answer his second try. That’s unlike you, bothering him the more he sits and rechecks your messages. Maybe you went out.. but even then you’d always sent a heads-up to your family group chat to be safe(after much lecturing from him).

It won’t hurt to double check and make sure everything’s fine, maybe you were still asleep. You always left a spare key hidden inside of the lamp by your door for emergencies especially because of your habit of locking yourself out.

Johnny really disagreed with the idea of you living alone, a young pretty Omega that turned the heads of Alphas with every step you took living independently all on your own left an uneasy tight sensation in his chest, he’d do anything to take care of you. Despite not being blood-related, he’s always felt extra protective of you, having to control himself to not overstep his boundaries and smother you with love even worse after you’d presented.

Pocketing the key to your place, he knocks first, waiting for you to at least call out a response, maybe check your phone.

“Hello?”

Scanning the place, nothing seems out of the norm, your shoes and coats by the front, minimal decorations all in place, a purse flung down on the couch. He tries to sniff first, mentally cursing at the lack of smell hitting his senses. The bag of takeout in his grip a reminder of why he’s here to begin with, not because of his innate obsession of knowing your every move at all times.

If she’s asleep, let her sleep. He nods, quietly shuffling to your kitchen to drop off the food. You’ll wake up and break into a smile upon discovering your favorite meal waiting for you, and then you’ll call him up with your usual ‘Thank you so much daddy, I love you.’

Johnny tingles at the thought, clearing his throat as he strides toward the door only to stop in his tracks as an anguished moan sounds from the hallway leading to your bedroom.

“Alpha, please! please, it hurts!”

Your voice rings through his ears, broken whines following each word leading him closer to the sounds of your heavy breathing, painful cries. Johnny swallows, throat instantly drying up as he walks down the hall, the air thick and humid emitting from your cracked bedroom door.

“Please! Alpha!”

Scuttling ahead he nearly crumbles, feet tangling together having to grab the nearest wall as he reaches your door. Moans burst out louder, singing cries of pleasure between hisses of pain, desperate whimpers.

Fuck, he can’t smell anything, can’t taste your beautiful sweet scent.

Johnny’s neck cranes, inching closer to the doors opening, practically swallowing his tongue as he catches the sight of you sprawled on all fours jamming your fingers into your cunt repeatedly.

“Daddy..”

Snapping to your face he’s relieved to see your eyes squeezed shut, moaning and biting down onto your bedding with each fierce fuck of your fingers in and out. “Daddy, please, please fuck me.”

Johnny wipes at a trickle of spit sliding down his chin, gulping to alleviate some of the dryness filling his lungs.

Fuck, fuck fuck fuck. He should leave, he shouldn’t watch, he needs to pretend this never happened..

“Alpha…”

Each little wanton cry you let out echoes off your bedroom walls, swiping a palm across his face to calm himself as you reach between your thighs circling around your clit with a hiss. “Fuck, you’re so big daddy, please.. need you so bad.”

Johnny can’t tear his gaze away from each pitiful pinch your rim gives, the way your hole pulsates around your digits, pumping desperately as if three of your useless fingers could ever compare to what he could really give you to satiate your thirst.

Tucking in his bottom lip to suppress a curse, he reaches lower, palm dragging down to push in past the waistband of his slacks to grip around his hot girth, blood filling up his size painfully fast throbbing every vein lining the way down.

Harshly breathing through his nose he strokes just once, applying pressure around himself at the tip, thumb smearing the mess of pre-cum around his slit as his gaze burns into your core imagining how fucking tight you’d suck around him.

You’d beg, beg for him to stop, slow down, and give you more all at once. Johnny curses again, mind too foggy to even realize just how far gone he is, vocally muttering under his breath.

“Daddy?”

“hyuck,” you whisper.

he ignores you again, and you huff. you swivel your hips once and he growls lowly, hand moving to grip your side.

“behave.”

“please?” you beg.

this time, his hand travels up to your windpipe and you chew on your bottom lip when his fingers curl around it. he brings your figure closer to his chest, hissing lowly in your ear. you grab the armrest of his chair when your back is pressed against him.

“be a good girl and i’ll give you a reward later.”

he releases you and you sigh, following his orders and waiting patiently. the fire in your belly only grows the longer his warm cock stays still inside you. your eyes move to johnny again, who’s already fast asleep.

the only sound in the room is the clicking of hyuck’s keyboard and his occasional grunt when he loses. the door to the bedroom suddenly creaks open and your eyes widen. if any of the members were to walk over, they could clearly see you sitting on hyuck’s cock in his gaming chair.

taeyong’s voice fills your ears. “did you two eat?”

“yeah,” hyuck responds, not bothered by his appearance.

you hear the click of the door again and you sigh in relief. time passes and when hyuck’s character wipes out again on the screen, you let out a little whimper.

he hums. “need something?”

“please, hyuck. i need you.”

“show me.”

you eagerly begin bouncing on his cock with his permission, your slick dripping down your thighs with the amount of sexual frustration that’s been building up over the past hour. you can’t help but let a moan slip past your lips and hyuck is quick to stop you, pulling you back once more and curling his fingers around your throat.

he hisses in your ear. “shut up, you fucking slut. you’re going to wake up johnny.”

you immediately nod and promise you’ll stay quiet. his hand still constricts you as he starts a new game, using his other hand to move around on the keyboard. your eyes flutter shut, trying your best to stay silent when you can feel him hitting the deepest parts of your core. when his tip brushes against your sweet spot, you grab his thigh, pleading.

hyuck finally wins a game and turns off the monitor. he ushers you to get up and you whine, but follow his orders anyways. he bends you over in his gaming chair and your hands grasp the headrest tightly. you really hope johnny doesn’t wake up, feeling exposed as hyuck fully strips your lower half. his fingers tug at your shirt and you get the message, throwing the fabric over your head and onto the floor.

he eases his cock back into you, and the stretch burns even more in this position. he doesn’t hesitate picking up his pace, forcefully tugging your hair while he plows into you. you shut your eyes and chew on your bottom lip, trying not to let any moans slip out of your mouth. your fingers tighten around the leather fabric of his chair when you fall apart around him.

“wow,” he chuckles lowly. “so fast? must’ve been waiting long.”

you withstand his torturing in favor of his thumb rubbing circles around your clit. he’s determined to make you cum again, whispering harshly as he leans over.

“such a little whore. does this turn you on? what if johnny wakes up? sees you spreading your legs so nicely for me?”

you muffle your whimpering, your teeth digging into his chair. he brings you to another orgasm before you can comprehend the heat building in your stomach. you tighten around his cock, causing hyuck to groan lowly and shoot ropes of white into your abused pussy.

he pulls out of you, watching as his cum drips down your folds. he slaps your ass gently.

you’re oblivious to jaemin’s problem, blinking innocently up at him when you ask him how his day has been.

wouldn’t it just be perfect if he could take you on the couch and let everyone know who you belong to?

“renjun, come on.”

he’s taken out of his daydream by the sound of your whine. you’re clutching your brother’s arm and pouting. you’re asking if renjun can accompany you to this new street fair they opened up, which is right near their dorm.

“don’t you have anyone else to go with? why is this my problem?”

you frown. “i’m your little sister! you’re supposed to want to hang out with me.”

“when has that ever happened?”

jeno laughs at your bickering. he nudges haechan.

“we’ll go with you if you want, y/n. renjun’s such a party pooper.”

renjun glares at the two and jaemin jumps at his chance.

“i’ll go with you too.”

you beam at all three of them and stick your tongue out at renjun. “we’ll have fun without you.”

he laughs and waves you off.

“be my guest.”

—

jaemin’s going crazy.

it’s been really hot lately so you’ve chosen to wear a simple crop top and skirt. jaemin’s cock twitches at the sight of you and you grab his wrist, pulling him along.

“come on, slowpoke! i think we lost jeno and haechan.”

you stand on your tiptoes to see over the crowd of people and jaemin watches as your skirt rises. he can just come up behind you and slide his cock inside your warm pussy-

“i see them!” you exclaim, tugging him as you try to politely maneuver your way through the crowd. jaemin follows after you, eyes focused on the dip of your back.

he wonders what it would be like to paint your back with his cum while you moan, shouting out his name-

“you guys left us!” you accuse when you finally catch up to where jeno and haechan are. they’re both sharing ice cream with each other.

“yeah, we did,” haechan says, staring at jaemin with a raised eyebrow. jaemin returns a confused look. “we thought jaemin wanted to show you something.”

“oh?” you reply, staring back at jaemin. “what did you want to show me?”

“um,” he trails off, looking at jeno and haechan for help. they’re both glaring at him, clearly wanting him to take a hint. “oh yeah! i saw something over there i wanted to show you.”

you follow him when he walks off in another direction. you’re confused as the two of you drift farther and farther away from the fair and into an alleyway.

“uh, jaemin? where are we going?”

you gasp when he pushes you up against a nearby wall, pinning you under his gaze. you clear your throat and avoid his dark stare.

“j-jaemin, what are you doing?”

his breath is uneven as he stares at you.

“tell me to stop.”

“what?”

“tell me to stop. please, just-“ he inhales and looks at you with clouded eyes. “tell me to stop and i’ll leave.”

you observe his movements — he’s clearly in his head and battling a fight with himself. your eyes dart down to the visible tent in his pants and you grow damp at the sight. he’s practically foaming at the mouth to get a taste of you.

“take me, jaem,” you whisper breathily. his head shoots up at your request. “please? take me here for everyone to see.”

he smashes his lips against yours and groans, hands flying down to grip your hips. he grips your ass through your skirt and you gasp against his lips.

“you have no idea how long i’ve been waiting to fuck you, baby.” he turns you around so that you’re facing the wall. your eyes gaze over to the street but luckily nobody notices two figures in the alley. “look at you,” he murmurs, hands lifting up your skirt. “fuck. drives me crazy.”

he leans in so that he’s whispering breathily into your ear. “wanted to have you for so long.”

you cry out when he pushes your panties to the side and inserts a finger into you. he moves your hair aside so he can kiss your shoulders.

“jaemin,” you beg. “jaemin, please. need you inside.”

“have to get your stretched out first, baby.” he hisses when he slides another finger inside. “so fucking tight. have to make sure you’re good enough for my cock.”

you whine at his words. truth be told, you’re very inexperienced in this area. you’ve only been with one guy before and he came in under ten seconds.

jaemin curls his fingers into you and revels in the sounds you’re making. you fall apart in mere seconds, convulsing around his fingers. he retracts his fingers and shoves them in his mouth, groaning at the taste.

there’s a buzz in his back pocket and he quickly checks it.

haechan: renjun’s here

haechan: hurry up

his eyes widen and he unbuckles his jeans, shoving them down to his ankles. “have to be quick, baby. your brother’s looking for you,” he mumbles in your ear. you give him a panicked glance but he smiles assuredly. “don’t worry. i got you, baby.”

he lines himself up to your entrance and pauses.

“are you sure?”

you look back at him. he’s no longer driven by lust, just concerned about you.

you nod. “i’m good, jaem. just go slow?”

he smiles and wraps an arm around your waist, holding you to his chest. he leans down to give you a soft kiss. “i got you,” he whispers again before pushing into you.

you gasp at the intrusion and whimper as jaemin bottoms out. he gives you time to adjust and your eyes flutter closed when the pain absolves into pleasure.

“m-move, jaemin, please.”

he takes an experimental thrust and when he hears your loud whine, he starts plowing into you. you scream when he picks up his pace and he covers your mouth.

he grunts in your ear, moving his other hand down to rub at your clit.

“pretty girl. spread wide open for me. you’re so good for me, baby. can’t wait to show renjun how much cum i’ve given his little sister,” he says lowly to you. you can feel his warmth inside of your sobbing pussy as he continues to abuse your clit with his fingers. “wanna show him, baby? gonna have it dripping out of you so that everyone can see.”

you gargle an incoherent response, your orgasm crashing down on you like a huge tidal wave. you cream jaemin’s cock and sob into his palm as he continues to rut into you.

he follows your orgasm afterwards, shooting his cum deep inside your waiting womb.

he holds you close to him as you both recover, panting loudly. he starts pressing kisses on your neck and shoulder and you giggle at the feeling.

“we have to get back,” you remind him and he groans.

when you two return back to the fair, you see your brother with a concerned look on his face. he narrows his eyes at the sight of you.

“where have you been? we’ve been looking for you everywhere!”

jeno and haechan smirk at the two of you behind renjun’s back. you ignore your brother’s question.

“what about you? i thought you didn’t want to hang out with your little sister?”

jaemin observes as you two bicker, cum slowly dripping down your thigh. you push your legs together so that renjun doesn’t see. when you and your brother walk off together, jaemin stares at how your skirt bounces every time you take a step.

haechan pats his shoulder and jeno stands beside him. “so?”

“none of your business,” jaemin replies. the two boys roll their eyes.