#alpha!hoseok

Hoseok was the first to grab his whiny Omega, pulling you into his solid chest as his hands rubbed down your side to soothe you; his sleepy grumbles rumbling from his chest while his nose immediately dipped to the curve of your neck. He runs his nose along your scent gland, scenting you, pushing his sweet cinnamon and caramel scent over you. "M'here, right here, Omega."

Jin, Yoongi, and Hoseok know they have limited time. Your eyes are already glassy as you press closer to Hoseok's lithe body. He was the smallest of all Alphas, and because of that, he always took care of you first before your heat fully broke.

His thumbs rub soft circles into your hips, his tongue licking over the mating bite he had placed years ago on you as you squirmed in his hold. "Hoseok, mm," your eyes blinked rapidly, missing Jin rushing out of the room to the kitchen. "It's too hot, I can't-" your head burrowed closer to Hoseok's chest.

If you were going into heat, Jin would need to prepare food. The four of you would be stuck in bed for a good while, and it would take the three Alphas a bit of a fight to make sure you were fed while they gave you knot after knot.

While Jin prepped, Yoongi reached for the bedside table. He grabbed the familiar item, which was colored hot pink, and tossed it to Hoseok as he got up with his phone. He would need to make a few phone calls to inform everyone about their work schedule for the next week, letting them know they'd be off to tend to their Omega.

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And by the time Yoongi is back, you're lying on your back, legs spread wide for Hobi. You're trapped between the bed and Hoseok's body, his lips pressed against yours in a messy kiss as his hand works between your legs. You whine in his mouth, his tongue rolling along yours as he presses the button of the hot pink toy, the size of most Betas, to vibrate faster as he thrusts it in and out of your weeping cunt. "More, want more- need-" your gasp cuts off the rest of your words, your back arching as your thighs squeezing around Hoseok's hand. It's your first orgasm of many.

And Hoseok's hand never stops moving, thrusting the toy deeper and deeper, watching your hips move with him as he flashes Yoongi a grin. "Says she wants more," he cooes, and Yoongi smirks, climbing into bed with his mates as you squirm, the orgasm subsiding only to rise quicker as Hoseok presses the toy in a new angle, dragging along your sweet spot with each stroke. "You think she deserves more, Yoongi?"

Your head shake and your eyes flutter, your cheeks blushing red as they talk about you like you can't hear them. Your slick is gushing, filthily down the toy Hoseok holds, and making a mess down to the sheets. But you're not too far gone yet that you can't speak, your head turning to your other Alpha, blinking sweetly. "Yes, please, want more- please!"

And Yoongi could never say no to you, you know this. His fingers caress your hair back as he leans down to give you a kiss. Your hips roll to meet each one of Hoseok's thrusts, your hand resting on Yoongi's chest as you moan sweetly into his mouth. "Okay, I'll give you more, sweetheart."

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You're a mess. Your mind is foggy as Yoongi lies on his back. His hands, easily moving you up his body, "said you wanted more, baby." And he's quickly got you straddling his face, legs on either side of his head, your glistening wet folds hovering right over his mouth. A shiver runs down your spine, and you can feel his breath pant against your slit. "Sit on your Alpha's face, let me have a taste then."

Oh fuck.

Yoongi doesn't even let you respond. His quick fingers dig into your soft thighs, bringing you down to his mouth. His tongue is already sticking out, licking a broad stroke between your folds, slurping your sweet slick with a loud groan. He could do this all day, grabbing fistfuls of your thighs as he buries his face between your legs even deeper.

His nose brushes your sensitive clit, and you let out an adorable little 'ooh!', hips rolling to feel it again and again. Your mouth drops open, moans increasing louder and louder as Yoongi eats you like a man starved. His own hips were twitching in the air as he made out with your pretty pussy, drowning in it.

"Fuck, baby. You droolin'?" Hoseok stands at the edge of the bed. Watching the two of you with his hand wrapped around his cock. He strokes himself, lazily, watching Yoongi lose it underneath you and smirks when the man makes you cum on his tongue with a shrill squeal. Yoongi swears he doesn't need to breathe when he's between your thighs. He just opens his jaw wider, tongue plunging deeply into your spasming cunt as you shiver, your top half of your body falling forward.

Your hands brace themselves on your bed. The bedroom fills with Yoongi's groans, mixing with your mewls and the wet slick of your cunt dragging messily over Yoongi's mouth. It's dizzying and hot, making Hoseok squeeze his base as he steps closer. He brings your attention to himself, tapping the tip of his hard cock on your cheek, trailing it over your kiss-bitten lips, your eyes already wet with tears. You're gorgeous. "A-Alpha," your words turning simple, as they pull another orgasm from you, your heat taking over your mind.

Hoseok coos, grabbing your jaw, making you part your mouth wider. " Let's get you drooling on something better, hmm?"

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When Jin has everything prepped for the week and stored away, Yoongi's face drips with your sweet juices. The bed sheets are soaked like your quivering thighs, and you're long gone under your heat muddled mind. You've got Hoseok's eyes rolling to the back of his head, his fingers twisting in your hair as you bob your head eagerly.

"Just like that, oh fuck-" Hoseok's legs twitch, his hand pressing you further down his dick as he curses. " You feel so good, my ‘mega." You keen under the praise, sucking harder, and Hoseok's cursing louder. He shudders, cock jerking, before he's cumming and spilling down your throat heavily.

You swallow every single drop, your tongue swirling along the veins on the underside of his sock, sucking his tip sweetly, your eyes glassy and half-lidded. Hoseok can't help himself, he's pulling you up to claim your mouth with his. He kisses you deeply, tasting himself on your tongue, and making you putty in his hands as he kisses your breath away.

"Omega," the call cuts through the air firmly and your head spins, blinking, trying to focus on your other mate who leans in the doorway; arms crossed, an amused smile plays on Jin's lips. He can tell his mates had been taking very good care of you, your scents mixing in the room so heavily you wouldn't be able to pin whose belongs to whom.

Your smile is big, dopey, and lustful as you look at Jin. Your hand reaching out for him as you lick your lips. "Alpha," you don't notice Yoongi slipping behind you, pulling Hoseok closer. The older one pulls him into a kiss, making Hoseok groan as his tongue tastes your slick on Yoongi's lips. Your eyes grow bleary as you get distracted by the two Alphas next to you, your body growing warmer as they melt into the kiss more and more. Your eyes flicker back to the eldest, your lips pouting as another wave of need flashes over you. "N-need you, please, want your knot, please give me your knot.”

Jin doesn't let you beg too long, stepping further into the room, his cock hardening as you reach for him, pulling him close, his strong scent washing over you. You blink dazedly up at him, your lust palpable; he could taste it on his tongue. "Present f'me," his lips brush yours, nose nudging against yours gently as you whimper.

Your Omega preens at the order, your eyes lightening up as you shiver. Your heat has fully taken over, your tongue heavy as you turn around for Jin, getting onto your hands and knees, arching your back. You look over your shoulder at him, eyes wide, watching as he strips for you. "Please, I ngh- I w-want your knot." Your words hiccup and string together in a jumble, and another wave of slick drips from your slobbery cunt.

This is how it will be for the next week. Your mind is mushy, the only thoughts crossing it will be for your Alphas and their knot. It doesn't matter that everyone in the room knew you were on the pill. Heat and ruts went back to just primal instincts. The need to breed, to be bred, to make pups. Get an Omega nice and round and full, to grow the pack.

You don't even realize you're already drooling when Jin's cock presses in. Sinking in slowly, stretching you so deliciously, you're clawing at the sheets beneath you. He doesn't stop until you've taken him to the hilt. Your gummy walls wrapping around his shaft in a vice grip. He can feel the edge of his knot, already half hard, teasing your entrance and making you roll your hips back impatiently with a whine.

"So mouthy," Jin hums, his fingers spreading your cheeks to watch your pussy swallow him hungrily. "So greedy, just want my knot, huh?" He coos and you're nodding your head dumbly, cute little "oohs" and "ah!" falling from your lips as he picks up his pace.

"Yes, yes, want your knot- please!" You’re babbling, the heat tangling your thoughts, and making you meet Jin's thrusts faster.

You're so overwhelmed.

Your legs spread wider for Jin, his hips smacking into your ass with each stroke, you don't even notice Yoongi's in front of you until he's lifting your head by your chin. His eyes meet yours with a wicked grin. “Wanna please your Alpha? Do you wanna take your Alpha’s knot while sucking me off?” Yoongi’s thumb rubs your cheek lovingly even if his words obscene. His other hand already stroking his cock, his pre-cum leaking heavily from his mushroom tip. He guides it to your lips, enjoying the way your mouth opens immediately for him.

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You’re stuffed full, Yoongi’s fingers twisting in your hair as he slides deeper into your wet mouth. Your moans are muffled by his cock, drool and cum dripping down your chin. Jin’s rolling his hips in sync with Yoongi’s. Every time Yoongi pushes forward, he pulling back. The room filling with salacious squelches and groans.

It’s filthy. And it’s exactly where you want and need to be. Your Omega preening as Hobi’s praises filter in your ear. He’s by your side, his lips pressing sweet kisses down your shoulders and back, teeth nipping here and there as they pull another orgasm from your body. It makes you choke, your throat restricting around Yoongi’s shaft.

And that’s enough to make Yoongi cum. His mouth dropping, a low groan falling from his lips as he cums down your throat noisily. When he slips out, you’re showing Hobi and him you’ve swallowed every drop, making them both groan in unison. Yoongi falls to the other side of you, chest heaving, grumbling praise as you arch your back more for Jin.

You’ve lost the strength to keep yourself up, your face smushed to the side, on your bed with your ass in the air. The new angle makes Jin slip in farther, the head of his cock smacking into your cervix meaner and meaner. There are stars in your eyes, your mouth hanging open with squeals; and Yoongi’s right there for you, lying on his side, facing you, keeping eye contact as the warmth begins to spread throughout your body.

But it’s Hoseok who makes you fall apart. He on your other side, catching Yoongi’s subtle nod, his hand slipping down your back, around your waist and stopping between your thighs. His fingers find a home on your sensitive clit, rubbing messily to Jin’s thrusts. He can tell Jin is close, his growls growing louder as he thrusts harder. “You going to cum for Jin, Pretty? Milk his cock, take his knot?” Hoseok presses into your clit harder watching the way your body tenses up, you're babbling yes over and over again. “Gonna let him fill you up, lock you on his knot- uh huh,” Yoongi squeezes your hand. “Get you nice and round with our pups-“

You scream. Falling apart as a wave of arousal soaks Jin’s cock. Hobi’s words don’t only affect you though, because right as you squeeze the life out of Jin, he grips your hips with a tight hold, definitely leaving bruises for later. His eyes flash with the images Hobi gave you and he groans, his knot inflating, locking your weeping pussy on it as he cums.

Jin cums heavily, his cock twitching against your cervix, painting your walls white. The both of you gasp - panting for breath - as Yoongi and Hobi help the both of you to lie on your sides.

“You did so well,” Hobi purrs, kissing you softly as your eyes waver to stay open.

“No, not yet.” Yoongi nudges your head, making you blink at him and see he’s got a water bottle for you. “Drink this,” it’s an order. You hum, lean forward, feeling the stretch of Jin with a moan, and drink.

When you’re done, Jin makes you snuggle back against him, his hands rubbing your hips softly as you fall asleep still locked on his cock.

The Alphas watch you for a bit; they know you’ll wake up soon enough. You’ll take another’s knot, and they’ll try and feed you something after. And then it’ll start all over again and again for the next week. They give each other a grin; there’s a reason Omegas get multiple Alphas.

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TAEHYUNG marvelled at Jungkook's car. Sure, it was like ten years old and a bit battered and scratched, but it was a Mercedes! That was a classy car! He looked around on the inside as Jungkook plugged his phone in to connect it to the radio so they could listen to some music.

"What do you want to listen to, Tae baby?" Jungkook asked, scrolling through his music in his phone. "I have a bit of everything, as well as Spotify, so just tell me a song and I'll play it for you."

"Can we listen to some John Legend please?" Taehyung requested. Jungkook nodded and hit shuffle on the John Legend playlist on Spotify. The first song that came on was 'All of Me'. This was one of Taehyung's favourite songs – it made him feel all warm inside, as if John was actually singing it to him and had written it for him. It made him feel loved, considering everything that had happened to him. He began to softly sing along as Jungkook pulled out of the school's parking lot. Taehyung caught Jungkook's smile out of the corner of his eye. "What?" He asked, curious as to why his mate was smiling so widely.

"Your voice is beautiful." He complimented, making Taehyung blush. "Like you."

"Kookie." Taehyung buried his head in his hands. "Don't, you're making me blush." Jungkook smiled and reached over, taking hold of his hand.

"So, let's stop by your house first and then we'll stop at mine and then we'll go somewhere to eat. Does that sound good?" Jungkook suggested. Taehyung froze. He didn't want Jungkook to see the awfulness that was his family. Hopefully both his parents were out and so wouldn't see them.

"O-Okay." Taehyung nodded. "But can we be quick? I'm hungry." As he spoke, his stomach growled loudly, making Jungkook chuckle and rub his tummy playfully.

"Okay, calm down. We won't take too long, little tummy." He smiled at Taehyung, who blushed even more if that was even possible.

Taehyung typed his address into the GPS and they drove to his house. Taehyung could feel the anxiety building. He couldn't let Jungkook see what his parents did to him. He couldn't make himself a burden to him. He didn't want him to know that his father would hit him every night because he didn't manifest as an alpha, or that his mother would constantly hurl insults at him.

They pulled up to his house and parked in the driveway behind the red Hyundai that belonged to his mother. He gulped. "Jungkook, I don't think I need anything." Taehyung said before they got out the car. He knew there was fear and worry written over his face.

"What, baby? What's wrong?" Jungkook asked. He knew something was up. Taehyung sighed and looked at the house where the front door was opening, and his mother was storming out, dressed in one of her business dresses and a pair of slippers. She had most likely just come home. There was no use leaving now. She had seen him.

"Never mind. I'll be quick. I'll grab some stuff and then get changed at your house." Taehyung said, unbuckling his seat belt and getting out of the car. "You can stay here, I'll just be in and out."

"What if I want to meet your mum, baby?" Jungkook asked.

Taehyung shook his head. "You already have. She knows who you are." He said, opening the door and sliding out. "I'll be back in a second." He shut the door and reluctantly approached his mother, who was ready to start hurling insults and abuse at him.

"And what the fuck do you think you're doing?" His mother yelled at him. His parents were not omegas. His mum was a beta, and his dad an alpha. No omegas in sight in this family. Until him. "I didn't think I would see the disappointment until later. Why aren't you at school? Did you get expelled for fucking some alpha teacher to fill your needy omega desires? You are pathetic!" Taehyung ignored her and continued walking towards his room. "And so he ignores me! You are ungrateful and don't deserve to be here on this planet alive!"

Taehyung shut his door, and wiped his eyes, brushing the tears away. He had to be quick so Jungkook didn't suspect anything. He walked towards his closet and picked out a few outfits because he wanted to look nice for their lunch date but then wanted to change into something more comfy when they went back to Jungkook's house. He grabbed his oversized pale blue hoodie with a pair of shorts for his comfy outfit and some light blue ripped jeans with a white tshirt and a black denim jacket with sheep fur collar. He decided he would get changed at Jungkook's house rather than here. He didn't want to spend any more time in here than he had to.

He packed them into a bag and waited by his door, trying to hear whether or not his mother was waiting for him. He couldn't hear anything so he flung open the door and ran down the stairs and pushed open the front door, going back to a normal speed as he approached the car.

"Taehyung!" His mother shouted after him. "Pathetic slut, where the fuck are you going now?" She began to quickly walk towards him.

He got in the car and shut the door. "Let's go." He said with a smile on his face.

"Are you okay?" Jungkook asked, looking at him carefully. Taehyung nodded and took hold of Jungkook's hand, kissing the back of it.

"I'm perfect." Taehyung replied.

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JUNGKOOK could tell something was up with Taehyung. He heard his mother shouting at him, but he wasn't sure what she was saying. He had a feeling that Taehyung wincing earlier was related to this. But he didn't want to make him feel uncomfortable, that was the last thing he wanted to do. He was his baby, and he needed to protect him with everything he had.

He drummed his fingers against the steering wheel as they drove along the main road. Taehyung was fiddling with his fingers in his lap, his head swaying slowly with the beat of the music. His curls were kissing the tips of his ears his fringe flopping into his eyes slightly. Jungkook's eyes followed the shape of his face, the careful slope of his nose and the smooth cheekbones, down to the slight pout of his lips and his chin. He was beautiful.

"I can feel you staring." Taehyung said, his voice low. He glanced at Jungkook sideways, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"I can't help it. Your face is too pretty for me not to stare at." Jungkook smirked, as Taehyung blushed and giggled slightly.

"If you keep staring at me and not the road, you won't be able to stare at my pretty face for much longer." Taehyung pointed out. Jungkook pouted slightly, but Tae did have a point. "Are we almost at your house?" He asked, looking out the window. "You don't live with your parents anymore?" He asked as they drove past his old house.

"Oh, um, no." Jungkook felt a pang of sadness in his heart. "They passed away in a car accident a few years ago. I live with Jin, Yoongi and Hoseok hyungs."

"Kookie, I'm so sorry." Taehyung reached over and placed a hand on top of his hand. "They loved you so much. I had no idea. I'm sorry."

Jungkook knew that the second apology was definitely about them not talking for a few years. "Taehyungie, baby, you don't need to apologise anymore for what happened between us." He said, kissing the back of his hand. "It's behind us now. We are each other's present and future. That's all that matters. We can't dwell on the past. Besides, I have forgiven you." He turned the steering wheel to pull into the driveway of his house. "We're here. You coming in?"

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TAEHYUNG felt awful. Jungkook didn't deserve to have gone through what he had gone through with his parents dying. It was like he was being punished, even though he wasn't in the wrong. His parents were so nice and loved Jungkook with all their heart. The way they died was awful.

Jungkook lead him to a decently sized apartment. "It's only got three bedrooms, but we survive." He said. "I mean, the only people that stay are Jimin and Namjoon, and now hopefully you, but they share with their mates, so we don't really need anymore." Taehyung nodded as he glanced around.

The walls were covered in framed photos of pets, family and friends. There were a few of Jimin, Yoongi and Hoseok, and Namjoon and Jin, as well. It was actually quite tidy, which surprised Taehyung. Normally, teenage boys were messy, but everything seemed to be in order. Definitely due to Seokjin, he thought to himself.

His duffel bag brushed against a bruised cut on his shoulder, making him gasp in pain. Jungkook looked over at him concerned. "Baby, what's wrong?" He asked.

"Nothing, I must have hit my shoulder on the doorframe when I left my house earlier." He said, not wanting Jungkook to know the real reason. It had been a doorframe, but only because his father had pushed him against it. Jungkook narrowed his eyes at him, making Taehyung gulp. He didn't fully believe him.

"Let me take your bag, baby." Jungkook said, taking the bag from him. The strap brushed against it again, making him wince. "Are you sure you're okay?" He asked. "Baby, you can tell me. I'll protect you, and keep you safe." He said, leading him to his room.

As Jungkook pushed open the door, Taehyung knew that Jin was the one who was tidy. There were clothes strewn on the floor, with used plates and glasses stacked up precariously on the dresser like a dangerous game of Jenga. There was a gaming computer and a desk tucked away in the corner and a large dresser in the middle of the wall opposite the bed. The bed was a large double with simple black and grey sheets.

"Sorry, it's a bit messy." Jungkook flushed a slight red, making Taehyung smile.

"It's okay." Taehyung said with a small smile. Jungkook dropped the bags in the corner before sitting on the bed and pulling Taehyung onto his lap.

"I know you're not telling me something, baby." Jungkook said. "Talk to me please." He begged. Taehyung sighed. He knew he had to tell Jungkook. Maybe he could get him out of there.

"I think it's easier if I just show you." Taehyung said. He took a deep breath before tugging off his shirt, allowing his cuts and bruises and scars to be visible.

Jungkook gasped before running his fingers lightly over the imperfections on his skin. "Baby... What happened to you?"

"I became an Omega." Taehyung said bitterly. "You know, it's funny how you think your parents will love you unconditionally, no matter what, but then they stop over something that's not even in your control."

"Your parents did this to you?!" Jungkook sounded angry. His scent also got stronger, indicating his anger. "That's it. You're not going back there. They're hurting you! Does anyone else know?"

Taehyung shook his head. "You're the first person." He revealed. Jungkook sighed and pulled him closer. Taehyung could feel his heartbeat against his back.

"Thank you for telling me." He said softly. "You know something, baby, you are so beautiful." Taehyung felt warm inside. "All of these are your battle scars, and they make you so much stronger. My brave baby." Jungkook kissed just behind his ear.

"I'll need to get my stuff from the house." Taehyung said, standing up and looking at his boyfriend. He had his arms crossed over his bare chest and stomach to hide them from his view. "Can we still go on our date, though?"

"Of course, we can, baby. And then you can get your stuff tomorrow after school." Jungkook said. He frowned slightly when he saw Taehyung's arms crossed over his body. He took hold of his wrists and pulled them apart, so he was exposed. "Baby, you are so perfect." He said.

Taehyung shook his head. "No, I'm not. I'm covered in scars and bruises. And that's just what you can see. I'm so messed up. How can you even stand to be around me?"

Jungkook stood up and pulled him close. "Because you are my soulmate, my best friend, my one true love. You are beautiful, smart, kind and perfect in my eyes. And I want to help you see that." He said, kissing the top of his head. Taehyung sniffled, resting his forehead against Jungkook's chest. "What did your mother say to you?"

Taehyung took a deep breath and wiped his eyes. Why was he crying so much? "She called me a disappointment." He said. "And then accused me of fucking one of the teachers to fuel my needy omega desires."

Jungkook scoffed. "I'm going to kill her." His scent spiked again, making Taehyung ball up his shirt in his hands.

"No, you can't!" He cried. "Please don't. Just let me get my stuff tomorrow and we never have to see her ever again. I can stay here, right?"

Jungkook was silent for a bit. "Well, I don't know, we might not have enough space..." He said. Taehyung blinked at him. Had he said something wrong? Was it because of his confession to Jungkook? "Baby, I'm joking. Of course, you're staying here. I wouldn't want you anywhere else."

"Thank you." Taehyung nuzzled his head into Jungkook's neck. Jungkook said nothing; he just stroked Taehyung's back and kissed the side of his head. His dark chocolate and cinnamon scent filled his nose, calming his nerves and allowing his heart to stop pounding in his chest.

"You smell so good." Jungkook whispered into his hair. "Like cherries." Taehyung let out a short huff of laughter as he pulled away. "Your lips look like cherries as well, red and plump and ready for me to devour." Jungkook leaned down and kissed Taehyung. It was a playful kiss, but Taehyung's heart still leapt in his chest and his stomach filled with butterflies as it somersaulted inside him. Jungkook tasted like a dark chocolate cinnamon cake, sweet with a hint of darkness. He nipped at Taehyung's lips as he pulled away, his teeth gently pulling at the red flesh.

Taehyung pouted playfully. "You might have just removed all of my lip gloss." He stuck out his bottom lip. "I didn't bring any with me."

"You don't need it baby." Jungkook said, swaying them from side to side. His stomach growled, making Taehyung jump slightly before giggling at how he had been taken aback.

"Hungry?" Taehyung asked. Jungkook nodded. "Then let me go change." He lightly hit Jungkook's chest, making the older mock a glare as he released the smaller omega.

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JUNGKOOK watched his mate with a small smile playing on his lips. How could someone look so cute yet so achingly hot at the same time? His Tae baby was perfect. He watched as the younger boy bent to open his duffel bag and pull out his clothes. The scars on his back stretched and puckered as his muscles flexed and relaxed.

It annoyed him at how parents could treat their own child like that. His parents were the type of people who would have loved him no matter what – even if one day he decided to get surgery to give himself cat ears or something extreme like that. They would never think of laying a hand on him because of how he presented.

But Taehyung's parents were not. The scars on his back varied from white and red showing how recent they were. Jungkook was angry with himself. How long had this been going on? If he hadn't been so stubborn and tried to get through to Taehyung and reassure him that he wouldn't leave earlier, then maybe he would have been able to get him out of that horrible environment before it got too much for him to handle.

Taehyung threw his clothes onto Jungkook's bed. "Hey, don't mess up my room!" Jungkook whined, making Taehyung wrinkle his nose as he smiled.

"I think it's already messy, Kookie." He observed, pointing at some of stacked plates and cups. "Does Jin hyung not come in here at all?"

"Not really, the sight repulses him." Jungkook laughed, making Taehyung huff and roll his eyes as he pulled on his white tshirt.

"I'm not surprised." Taehyung said unfolding his jeans and shaking them out. "Now close your eyes. I need to change my jeans." Jungkook frowned. He wanted to see his baby's body and worship it, from his head down to his toes. "Kookie, please, close your eyes. I'm not that comfortable with you yet to allow you to see me in my underwear." Jungkook obliged, closing his eyes. He could hear fabric rustling and a small thud.

"Are you okay?" He asked, his eyes still closed.

"Yeah, I'm just clumsy. You can open your eyes now." Taehyung said. Jungkook's eyes fluttered open and he took in the sight in front of him. Taehyung's jeans clung to his legs like a second skin, making Jungkook's mouth drop open.

"Ok, wow." He said. "Wow."

"That's all you can say, Kookie? Wow?" Taehyung teased, making Jungkook growl playfully and reach up to tickle his waist. Taehyung giggled.

"When there is literally a Greek god in front of me, yes, wow is the only thing I can say." Jungkook stood up and looked Taehyung in the eye.

"I'm not a Greek god." Taehyung said. "You are though." He reached up and traced Jungkook's features with his finger.

"If you're not a Greek god then I'm an ant." Jungkook said. "Baby you are so beautiful. I wish you could see that." He hated that his baby didn't love himself.

"I'm working on it. I promise, Kookie." Taehyung said softly. "Can we go eat now? I'm starving."

"Of course baby. Let me just change my top." Jungkook pulled off his black hoodie and walked over to his wardrobe to find something else to put on. When he turned around with a black v-neck tshirt in his hands, he saw Taehyung staring at him, some drool falling from his mouth. "Baby, you're drooling." He said. "Like something you see?"

"You have abs." Taehyung observed. "Like actual abs. Like an actual six pack." Jungkook chuckled.

"You are too cute, little Tae baby." He said, walking over and dropping a kiss to his lips. "Now, let's go eat at the mall. Ramen and kimchi?"

Pulling my arm away, I narrowed my eyes, "I know Tae, all we do is fuck, and it's none of your business who and what I do."

The growl that reverberated through the room caused a shiver to run through me and I whined, tilting my head to show submission to the angry alpha in front of me.  Taehyung's eyes widened and he backed away from me, "Shit Y/N, I-"

My eyes watered as I glared at him, "Forget it Tae."  I left him there, rushing out of the library with shame coursing through me at the display I had just given every Alpha in the room.  Taehyung had never handled me in that way before, albeit how unusual and pressing it was for an Alpha and Omega to be best friends, we could control our instincts around each other.  It was upsetting, and I worried my lower lip between my teeth as I debated blowing Hoseok off for the night so I could go home and have a good cry.

As I passed his dorm complex, I could smell Hoseok, surprise rang through me at that, and I hurried up the stairs, taking them two at a time.  Entering the entryway, I glanced around and found Seokjin hurrying to the entrance, shoes barely on and a strange look on his face.

"Jin?"

He realized it was me standing there and breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh Y/N, thank gods."

I cocked my head as he pulled me into a quick hug, the comforting scent of a Beta wrapping around me.  "What is it?"

"It's Hobi, he went into heat early, I barely got out of there."

My eyes widened as I realized the issue, and I pushed Jin away, "No, no.  Hobi and I agreed not during heats.  You know as well as I do what could happen."

Jin's eyes twinkled as he grinned, "Well, that wouldn't be a bad thing, now would it?"

"He doesn't feel the same as I do, Jin."  I mumbled, turning away and hanging my head.  "I'm gonna go, just call Hanyu for him, he needs another Alpha to help him."  I started to turn, pushing the door open as I went, cutting Jin off mid-sentence and hurrying home.

After arriving back at my apartment, I stripped and showered, trying to keep my mind from thoughts of Hanyu and Hoseok together.  Finishing up quickly, I threw on some comfy, yet old, pajamas and settled in front of the TV for a good binging session of Say Yes to the Dress.  Sighing, I shoved a spoonful of rocky road ice cream into my mouth, chewing thoughtfully as I thought of myself in the brides’ places with Hoseok as the-

Okay, ending that train of thought right now.

Sitting up fully, I set the ice cream down on the coffee table in front of me, stretching my arms above me when I heard a loud bang come from the front door of my apartment.  Before I could react, a sweaty, shirtless, Hoseok came into my living room and the overwhelming scent of cinnamon was washing over me.  I let out a low whine and showed my neck to the Alpha before me, slick gathering between my legs at an alarming rate.

“I texted you,” Hoseok growled, fangs on display and anger making his eyes grow gold with his Alpha fully presenting.  

“Jin told me it was your heat and-” I gasped as I was suddenly pressed up against the wall, Hoseok’s knee between my legs and his teeth at my throat, his nose rubbing against my cheek.  

“I called you,” I froze, my mouth going dry and I glanced towards my phone sitting on the coffee table.  If Hoseok had called me in the midst of his heat did that mean...?  No, I wasn’t going to go there, he wasn’t thinking straight and neither was I due to his scent wrapping me in cinnamon cloves.  The Omega part of me wanted to just submit to the Alpha scenting me, it wanted me to spread my legs and take him like a bitch in heat.

I had to stay focused, if I let myself go then Hoseok could accidentally mark me, and I didn't want the Alpha to be angry when he came back to his senses, marking an Omega like me.  I felt the nip before I saw him move, the growl resurfacing, "Why do you smell like another Alpha?"

"It's just Taehyung, I was at a study group with him and-"  Hoseok shut me up with a bruising kiss, his tongue licking into my mouth as if to gather every bit of my essence for his own.  I keened, my back arching into his body as his knee pressed against my center, rubbing against my clenching entrance.  A blush coated my body at the feeling of slick running in rivulets down my parted thighs, I was sure by now I had soaked through his jeans.

"He touched you, he touched what's mine." He had pulled away from my mouth, licking at my lips now.  His words had me gasping as I ground against him, euphoria washing through me at the blooming feeling of hope in my chest.

"H-Hoseok..."  This was dangerous, I was letting myself slip into his rut, into him, and yet I loved it, I was excited by it.  I clenched against him, trying to hold myself back, as well as trying to stop more slick from escaping; the wet sounds of my grinding against his thigh were a bit embarrassing.  "Please..." I broke, giving in to his lust and my love.

The salacious grin I was grace with let me know I was in trouble for running away.  "Good girl."  The rumbling of Hoseok's Alpha voice set me on fire, and I gripped his hair before pulling his lips to mine, fighting for dominance with my tongue and tracing his canines gently.  Hoseok groaned, rutting his hips into my belly, and I realized just how affected he was by me.

Steel pressed into my stomach, rubbing a burning trail along my navel and making me beg for more.  Hoseok happily obliged, flinging me over his shoulder and spanking my ass as he did, the keening cry I let out urging him on quicker to my bedroom.  The air split around me as I was thrown onto my mattress, a soft oof leaving me at the force of his throw.  A ripping sound echoed around us as I realized he had ripped my pajama shorts and panties in half, tossing the tattered threads behind him as he set his gaze upon what he wanted.  

"Hey! Those were expensive!"  I was more upset at the loss of my favorite pair of lacy panties than my sleep shorts, and even though he was the Alpha he needed to know what he had done.  

"I'll buy you as many pairs as you want, just let me touch you now."  Hoseok growled, his hands already sliding up my thighs as he crawled towards my center.  His devilish tongue lashed out and licked a burning stripe up my slit, causing me to cry out at the pleasure.  "Just like that baby girl, let everyone know what's going on."  The puff of his hot breath against my core made me tremble, his lips brushing against my clit with every word he spoke.  

Glancing down, I saw his golden eyes watching me as he lapped at me, a slow grin curving at his lips before he truly set out to devour me whole.  Almost immediately, two fingers were shoved deep into my pussy, stretching me and hitting my g-spot in rapid, quick strokes.  I keened and clawed at his hair, pressing him deeper into me, craving the pleasure he so willingly gave.  His tongue lashed me, swirling about my clit and then tapping it quickly, keeping me so close to the edge but not letting me get there.

"You're such a useless whore, letting me have my way with this pretty pussy while you just whine and cry."   Again, his words caused me such great pleasure, lips teasing my clit in such a perfect way that I cried out and came, stars shining in my head.

When I came back down from my high, Hoseok had undressed himself the rest of the way, his golden eyes watching my chest heave from under my vest top, and lips still shiny from my release.  "Get rid of that before I do it for you."  I scrambled to pull it over my head, so I wouldn't have to deal with yet another ripped item of clothing, and watched as his gaze zeroed in on my chest, more specifically, the way my nipples hardened under his watch.  My own gaze focused on his leaking length, the purple head absolutely dripping with precum and his balls heavy with his release.  I tracked the veins that wrapped his steely shaft, and watched how his knot flared gently at his base, ready to lock me to him.

I went to move onto my knees to give him some relief before Hoseok held me back, "Later, now I want you to ride me."  I nodded and sat up, watching as his cock bobbed while he settled against my pillows, a grin lighting up his face as I crawled over him, slick dripping onto him.  I took him in hand and held his head against my entrance, breath hitching as I pressed down, my body taking him with slight difficulty as he seemed to be much larger than normal.  I moaned as I sank onto him, my clit rubbing against his navel with every breath.

At the slow growl that  left him, I started to move, my hips pounding down onto him with such force the bed creaked in protest.  The slick sounds of our coupling entranced him, as he watched where we were joined with rapt attention, licking his lips and letting out groans of pleasure.  Every slap of my body against his had my energy sapping and a whine flying from my throat, a sudden, sharp smack to my ass had me jolting and opening my eyes to see the Alpha, my Alpha watching me.

“Keep going, bitch. I want to see tears rolling down your cheeks.”  I obliged, slamming myself harder with each smack against my rapidly-bruising ass cheeks, my slick pooling onto his stomach by this point and making everything that much wetter.  Tears started to gather in my eyes at the overwhelming pleasure I was feeling, Hoseok's cock swelling with each stroke.  Suddenly, he grabbed the back of my head and slammed his mouth into mine, licking into me and making me taste my own pleasure on his tongue.  I kissed him back with as much vigor, pushing myself to finish with my Alpha, as his knot was catching on me with every pull out.

Hoseok pulled away from my mouth and trailed kissed down my neck, nibbling little galaxies into my skin and making me cry out his name.  "Shit,"  He growled out, hands grabbing my thighs and nails digging in deep enough to make me feel the bruises I would have.  He thrust up with a force I didn't know he had and shoved his knot into my waiting pussy, his cum flooding me and filling me to the brim.  His teeth were in my scent gland in a flash, and I keened and came around him, walls pulsating and milking more of his seed from him, my own, slightly smaller canines digging into his scent gland, marking Hoseok as mine.

Hoseok smiled at his mate, her sleeping figure covered in love bites and bruises from his hands, sufficiently marking her as his.  Of course, the mark that covered her scent gland attested to that fact, and the many other rounds that had followed the initial marking.  Their combined scents of cinnamon cloves and jasmine surrounded him and made his Alpha happy; they had their Omega, finally, and no one could take her from them.  She truly was his wolfsbane.

Hoseok counted down the days until his days off where he would finally allow Jimin release but was he really going to let Jimin wait that long? No, of course not. He couldn't wait that long himself. He was going to go surprise the brat right after work and force Jimin’s roommate who was another alpha in their pack, Yoongi, to leave the two of them. He grinned to himself, cleaning the massage table as he thought of the surprise and relief that would fill Jimin at the sight of him. Lost in thought, he didn't hear or smell the second presence in the room and jumped in shock as he felt two arms wrap around him and Jimin's voice whispering in his ear.

"Hi, Hoseokie, I missed you so much.."

Without turning around, Hoseok sniffed the air he noticed that his omega's scent was almost completely masked by Yoongi's scent. Hoseok let out a loud growl and turned around to face the startled omega, gazing at him accusingly, "What the fuck Jimin?"

Jimin yelped in surprise, immediately ducking his head in submission. Hoseok had yelled at him, something he never does even when they fight, it catches him completely off guard. He glances down at himself, seeing the shirt that Yoongi had lent him for the past couple of days. He knew he had been forgetting something when he came here.

"Wait, Shit. Hobi, i-it's not what you think, I promise." He quickly attempts to explain, raising his head and stepping forward towards the other.

"When you said I had to wait five days, I couldn't stop thinking about what we would do once we finally got together, and it made me really… horny. Yoongi said that it was reeking up our dorm and that I needed to figure out how to control myself..." Jimin bites his lip, keeping his distance from the fuming Hoseok as his words made no difference to the other. "S-So he gave me his sweater because smelling an alpha who isn't you doesn't turn me on."

Hoseok steps backwards away from Jimin, betrayal and anger coursing through his veins. The smell of Yoongi mixed with his omega was repulsive to him. His eyes turned blue indicating that he was having difficulty controlling his beast. None of the words Jimin was saying were reaching him at the moment. How dare Yoongi do this when he knew how strongly Hoseok and his wolf felt about Jimin?

"I'm going to fucking kill him," Hoseok growled as he attempted to push past Jimin and walk towards the exit. Jimin whips around and tightly wraps his arms around Hoseok's middle, restricting him as much as he can while burying his face in the alpha's back.

"Hoseok, please listen to me!" Jimin cried, "Yoongi didn't touch me, I swear!" Jimin had never seen Hoseok this angry before. This side of him was a little scary, and even though he’d never admit it, it was a little hot. Hoseok growls lowly, his feet rooted in place. Jimin rubs the alpha's stomach in hopes that the small gesture will return some of his sanity.

Hoseok snarls as Jimin tries to subdue his wolf. He fists clench as he tries to calm his beast himself. Jimin couldn't do that to him, he wouldn't do it to him. Hoseok panted but as he breathed Yoongi and Jimins combined aroma attacked him again.

"Take off that fucking shirt!" Hoseok snarled as he whipped around to face Jimin, his eyes were still the strikingly blue of his wolf. The omega hastily stripped off Yoongi's shirt and threw it as far away as possible from his body. He gazed at the omega standing before him with his head lowered in complete submission and his hands clasped behind his back as he stood before his alpha.

Once Hoseok was certain his wolf wouldn't hurt Hoseok, he let him have minimal control of his body. His wolf needed to check for himself that what Jimin said was true. Hoseok began sniffing his omega, he started from the top of his head to his neck then down to his crotch which still had Hoseok's scent clinging to it. Hoseok let out a low growl as he sniffed his omegas hidden arousal seep through Yoongi's scent until it had almost completely overtaken his senses. Hoseok licked his lips, he watched his omegas bulge grow, tightening his pants further and further. He looked up at Jimin from his lowered position and saw that the omega was already watching him. Hoseok stood straight and grasped Jimins chin roughly pulling it up to meet his gaze. He quirked his brow and palm of his hand against Jimin's throat squeezing it lightly, "Do you like seeing your alpha angry?"

Jimin knew that Hoseok was overreacting but he couldn’t help feeling as if he done something unforgiveable because of the way Hoseok’s eyes remained blue, which only ever happens when he shifts, is angry or horny. Jimin turns his head to avoid Hoseok's harsh gaze, only for the alpha's hand to tighten on his throat, not enough to hurt but just enough to get his attention again. Jimin snaps his head back to face the other and swallows, slowly nodding his reply. Hoseok narrows his eyes at Jimin, there's a look in them that says his nod is not an acceptable answer.

"Yes..." Jimin whispered, in addition to how attractive Hoseok's dominating nature was, they hadn’t seen each other in days and Jimin wasn’t sure if he or his wolf could last any longer of this sexual deprivation. Hoseok had instructed him not to touch himself and he hadn’t planned on disobeying a direct order from his alpha but when he had started thinking about that picture Hoseok sent him while he was in the shower as an additional punishment, his restraint had broken. Yoongi came home from the studio earlier than expected so he never finished, but that small detail probably wouldn't matter anyways. Jimin's cock is completely hard and throbbing in his pants already, but he stops himself from squirming in Hoseok's grasp to make his inevitable punishment less painful. After all, he wanted to be able to walk the next day.

Hoseok narrowed his piercing blue eyes at the omega. He felt Jimin's pulse quicken at random intervals under his fingers. It was apparent to the alpha that Jimin was nervous. He loosened his grip around Jimin's throat and caresses the length instead with his fingertips.

"You were a bad boy weren't you?" Hoseok murmured, his gaze settling on the fingers working on Jimin's throat. Feeling Jimin swallow hard, Hoseok let go of the omegas throat and stepped away from Him.

"Take off your pants and turn around." Hoseok said, rolling up the sleeves of his button up to his elbows, his light eyes swirled with emotions as he watched the omega. The most dominant emotion in them being lust.

"You're lucky this room is noise proof." Jimin's gaze fell to Hoseok's arms, his cheeks dusted pink as he watched the way the other's biceps flex through his sleeves.

"H-Hoseok, I-" Hoseok cuts him off with a warning growl, displeased by his hesitation to follow the command. Jimin ducks his head again, staring down at the outline of the very obvious hard-on he's sporting. He reaches down and hooks his thumbs in the waistband of his pants, slowly sliding them down his legs. The head of his cock is peaking through the slit in the front of his boxers, but he ignores it and pushes the garment the rest of the way down to his ankles and steps out of it, kicking it off to the side. He takes one last look up at his alpha with pleading eyes, then turns around and gripping the edge of the massage table, not planning on keeping him waiting any longer.

Hoseok's hungry gaze traced the expansion of Jimin's back to his slender waist and then appreciatively gazed at his bottom that was outlined by the briefs he wore. He placed his hand on either size of Jimin's waist and let his thumbs stroke the plushness of his bottom. Hoseok's mouth watered with every caress, he could feel the omega whimpering in anticipation. Hoseok pulled at the waistband of Jimin's boxer and let it slap against Jimin's flesh.

"These will just get in the way of what I have planned for you baby boy," Hoseok said, he slowly dragged the boxers down Jimin's legs. His hands caressed the smoothness of Jimin's legs until the boxers were around his ankles. Hoseok squatted and helped his omega step out of his boxers. He stared appreciatively from his position up at the curve of Jimin's bottom and the muscles of his legs. On his way back to up to stand on his own two feet, he peppered kisses along Jimin's thighs, his back and finally along his shoulders. He growled lowly as he felt Jimin's ass brush against his harden cock hidden by the roughness of his jeans and stepped away from Jimin. He wouldn't allow the omega the pleasure of feeling his cock just yet. Hoseok placed his foot between Jimin's legs, forcing him into a more stable stance.

"How many strokes did you allow yourself without me baby boy?" Hoseok asked, his right hand caressing Jimin's ass cheek. If Jimin didn't regret teasing Hoseok before, he sure as hell does now. Hoseok is literally making Jimin pick how severe his punishment is and if he doesn't remember his number, he won't be able to sit for a week.

"Wait, I-I have a shoot tomorr-" Hoseok cuts him off with a harsh slap on his right ass cheek, earning a startled yelp from him. He presses a hand between Jimin's shoulder blades and pushes him down until his cheek is pressed against the massage table and his back is arched so that his ass sticks out a little bit farther. Jimin bites his bottom lip and thinks back to when he touched himself in the shower, mentally counting every stroke on his cock. It's hard to pinpoint an exact number when he had stopped paying attention to his movements to listen to Yoongi's footsteps, but even if he did have a number, there's no way he'd tell Hoseok. Not with how his ass is still stinging from just the one slap, he can't even imagine what state he would be in from his actual amount.

"Five..." He lies through gritted teeth, hoping that that's good enough for Hoseok, or that he's at least feeling a tad bit lenient today.

"Five?" Hoseok said as he caresses Jimin's bottom. His eyes analyzed Jimin's behavior for indicators of lying. His eyes narrowed as he noticed how tightly Jimin clutched the table he was now pinned against, he also noticed how hard the omega swallowed, and the faint increase of his breathing ask he questioned him.

"You're lying to me," Hoseok said. He wasn't asking the omega, he was telling him that he knew he was lying.

"There's no way my baby boy could only stop at five strokes..." Hoseok said, making Jimin whimpered in response, weakly denying Hoseok. Hoseok slipped his left hand up the expansion of Jimin's back, his nails raking across the flesh, towards his hair. He grasped Jimin's hair roughly, pulling at it as he spoke.

"I gave you a chance to be honest with me baby boy, now you're going to be disciplined until I'm satisfied." Hoseok growled lowly as he let his right hand slap against Jimin's ass cheek. The whimpers and moans that escaped from Jimin's mouth mingled with the crude sounds of Hoseok's hand against Jimin's soft reddening flesh painfully arousing Hoseok. He let go of Jimin's hair and unzipped his pants letting his cock free from the restrictions of his jeans. Hoseok slapped Jimin's ass one last time and then caressed his ripened bottom.

Jimin whimpered against the massage table, his body trembling and his legs close to giving out. He had lost count fairly quickly just how many slaps Hoseok gave his ass. Tears formed at the corners of his eyes several slaps ago but he managed to hold them back, until the intense burn of Hoseok's last hard smack over his raw ass broke the dam. They flowed freely down his cheeks as he let out a broken sob from the abuse, his chest heaved to steady his breathing which proved to be very difficult while he was crying. 

"I'm not done yet baby boy," Hoseok said, leaning over the table to grasp the bottle of massage oil. He squirted a large amount of oil on his right hand and kneaded Jimin's reddened cheek. As Hoseok’s hand massaged some oil into his tender ass, it helped ease the sting enough so that the tears stopped falling, leaving Jimin softly whimpering. Hoseok then parted Jimin’s cheeks, probing at Jimin's asshole with his longest finger.

"Daddy..." He croaked, his throat was wrecked from some of his shouts nearly reaching screams. Hoseok slid a finger inside him that he barely registers, allowing him to easily slide in a second. Hoseok quickly fucks Jimin open, scissoring him with his fingers and ignoring the desperate pleas coming from the omega. Despite the pain, Jimin’s cock leaks drops of precum onto the floor indicating that how much Jimin is enjoying his punishment. Hoseok inserts a third finger next to the others and aims them at Jimin's prostate, abusing it until he surprises them both with an orgasm that has his knees buckling as his hot seed is spent all over the floor.

Hoseok wrapped an arm around Jimin's waist holding the omega came. He leaned over Jimin, pressing his cock against Jimin's raw ass and peppered kisses all over the back of his shoulders and up the back of his neck. He felt Jimin tremble against him, saw his tears fall on the mattress and almost forgave the omega for coming before he allowed him. Almost. Hoseok growled lowly, his lips pressed against Jimin's ear. "How dare you cum without Daddy's permission baby boy?" 

Hoseok lifted Jimin effortlessly, and spread him out in front of him on his back on top of the massage table. Jimin whimpered, his tear stained cheeks flushed red from exhaustion and the glow from his powerful orgasm radiated from him. This Jimin, spread out like his next meal with a completely fucked out look on his face was Hoseok's favorite. Hoseok grasped on to Jimin's legs and arched them over his shoulders, stepping closer to align his cock with Jimin's asshole. He placed his arms on either side of Jimin's head and leaned over his body, forcing Jimin's legs to be sandwiched between Hoseok and his own chest.

"You going to regret wasting your cum on the ground like that baby boy," He growled as he dove into Jimin in one swift movement. Hoseok groaned at the feeling of Jimin's warm and tight asshole surrounding his leaking cock. Jimin gasped at the sudden intrusion, his back arched off the table. His hands grabbed Hoseok’s forearms, nails digging into his flesh.

"I wanted your cum on me baby boy, and I'm going to get it," Hoseok grounded out. He pounded into Jimin hard and fast, letting Jimin's sensitive cock rub against his pelvis with every thrust.

"Touch your cock, make yourself hard again, masturbate while I fuck you. Let me see how my baby boy pleasures himself without daddy." 

Too exhausted to argue back, afraid of disobeying Hoseok again in the slightest, Jimin wraps a hand around his cock and follows his orders, but the shock to his body of him tugging at his cock as he gets pounded into the bed so soon after him coming sends him into a dry orgasm. He buries his face into his alpha's neck and sobs, aggressively shaking his head.

 "Dad... dy... please I-... I can't..." Hoseok slows for a moment to look at the state Jimin is in, and considers if he needs to stop, but Jimin knows his safe word and if he really needed this to end, he would say it.

So, Hoseok drives on, purposefully slapping his hips against Jimin's ass in reminder of his order. Jimin's mouth falls open, but nothing comes out other than small gasps through quiet panting. His eyes roll back in his head as he pumps his cock to full hardness, the sensitivity of it turning into a dull burn. He doesn't want to disappoint his Daddy again. Hoseok hits his prostate and he nearly blacks out from the overload of pleasure. Jimin's arms are too sore to move any longer so he lets go and wraps his arms around Hoseok's neck, arching his back to let his cock rub against the other's stomach until he finally hits his release, screaming Hoseok's name.

Hoseok growls as he nears his release. He slams his lips against Jimin, swallowing his screams and shoots his own hot white seed into his asshole, as Jimin orgasms in spurts all over his stomach, chest and even a little on his face. Hoseok drops Jimin's legs from his shoulders and softens their kiss. He cups Jimin’s face with his hands and strokes his cheeks with his thumbs, attempted to take away the tears that had dried on his face. Hoseok breaks away from Jimins lips only to trail his own across the omegas plush reddens cheeks. After kissing every inch of Jimin's face he finally leans away from him, his hands still cupping Jimin's face.

"Are you okay baby?" Hoseok asks Jimin warily, Hoseok's now flaccid dick slips out of Jimin causing them both to gasp at the oversensitivity. Hoseok wants to step away from Jimin, so he can find a cloth to clean his baby up and then possible sneak him into the sauna but he wanted to make sure that Jimin was okay before he inched away from him. That was the first time Hoseok's wolf had been partially in control while he had sex with Jimin and he wanted to make sure his omega was alright.

Jimin weakly clutches at the hands on his cheeks, clenching his eyes shut as another wave of sobs wash over him. His whole-body aches with every shake of his chest as Hoseok runs a thumb over every tear that runs down his flushed cheeks. Ignoring Hoseok's question, he pulls him into a hug and nuzzles into his neck, pressing wet kisses into the warm skin.

"Daddy, I-I'm sorry I was bad... please don't be mad at me..." His voice is wrecked and he probably won't be moving much for the next few days which means he'll have to cancel that shoot tomorrow but he can't really be mad about it since that means Hoseok will be taking care of him until then. On some occasions, when Hoseok had a class that he couldn't miss after they had rough sex, Yoongi would check on him to see if he needed anything. This was the first time they had done anything this intense, and considering Yoongi was partially the cause of it, Hoseok will probably make Jimin stay with him for a while. Jimin whines as Hoseok's cum leaks out of his asshole, reminding him of how sensitive his body feels to the slightest movement.

"No baby, I'm sorry. I went too hard on you." Hoseok whimpered, he kissed the top of Jimin's head as his omega nuzzled into him.

"I'm so proud of you," Hoseok whispered into Jimin's hair, his hands massaged Jimin's sides and trailed down to his sore bottom, he didn't need to specify why he was proud. Hoseok carefully lifted the omega off the massage table and the laid down himself, with Jimin on top of him. He knew Jimin's bottom was sore and did not want him to put any pressure on it, so he laid with Jimin's chest pressed against his, their arms tightly around each other. He didn't care that his body was completely covered in Jimin's cum all that mattered was that he was holding him in his arms. Hoseok trailed his fingers down Jimin's back, caressing his soft skin comfortingly as he whispered encouraging words into Jimin's ear.

"My baby boy is always so good to Daddy," Hoseok murmured kissing Jimin's forehead. As he felt Jimin begin to relax in his arms, he let out a deep sigh, "I’m going to take good care of my baby."

Jimin hisses as his dick grazes against Hoseok's hip, the orgasm clearly had done a number on his body. Hoseok looks down at him, halting his motions and raising an eyebrow in concern.

"It's touchy..." Jimin mumbles, laying his head on Hoseok's chest and shifting his lower half so that his dick isn't rubbing against anything. He dozes off listening to his alpha's heartbeat as Hoseok caresses his back. His mind goes a little numb and his body feels light. Eyes blinking open a few minutes later and when he feels a hand run through his hair. Glancing up at Hoseok who is looking at him with so much adoration in his eyes, he smiles cutely and leans forward to kitten lick at his collarbone. 

"Daddy, I'm thirsty..." Jimin squirms on top of him and blushes at the feeling of the sticky mess he made that's rubbing between them and slowly starting to dry. "...and sticky."

Hoseok feels his heart stutter at Jimins adorable voice accompanied by his reddened cheeks. Hoseok leaned forward to press his lips against Jimin very softly and then slow sat up on the massage table, carefully not to make any sudden movements.

"Wrap yourself around me tightly MinMin," Hoseok cooed in Jimin's ear. Jimin nodded and wrapped his arms around Hoseok's neck and his legs around Hoseok's waist. Hoseok grasped Jimin's thighs instead of his bottom and stood up. He peppered kisses all over jimins face, neck and collarbones and mumbles tender words to him as he leads them both towards the bathroom. Hoseok was determined to make this night all about Jimin and eager to obey the omega’s every command.

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TAEHYUNG knew that Jimin could tell something was wrong with him. And he also knew that Jimin was going to confront him about what happened with Jungkook the night before. And he really didn't want to talk about that with him. But maybe he could ask him about not being able to pick up any scents apart from one. Thankfully he was still in class so he could think about what twisted truth he was going to tell Jimin about last night. He couldn't say they kissed. That would be bad. Maybe he should just say they talked everything out and are back to being friends?

But he couldn't dwell on that anymore because the bell rang signalling the end of the class. Taehyung quickly got up and walked out of the classroom, allowing his long legs to carry him as swiftly as possible away from the ignorance of those young alphas. He forgot that Jimin was shorter than him and found it harder to keep up.

"Yah!" He heard the older boy yell from behind him. "Kim Taehyung!" He stopped and allowed Jimin to catch up to him. He chuckled as he saw the angry midget storming over to him. "I hate you for that! You left me in the throng of ignorance."

Taehyung couldn't help but keep laughing. There was funny angry Jimin and then scary angry Jimin. He knew he should probably stop laughing so that he wouldn't cause the scary angry, but he couldn't stop himself. "I'd like to see you try, midget." He said, patting Jimin's head. "Have fun attacking my kneecaps."

Jimin's face darkened, his eyes becoming filled with anger as he glared at Taehyung. Scary angry Jimin had appeared. With his jaw set, Jimin reached up and grabbed Taehyung's ear, dragging him to the nearest empty classroom.

"Ow! Stop! Jimin that hurts!" Taehyung yelped making Jimin huff and let go of his ear before shutting the door.

"It's hyung to you, you brat!" Jimin said, flicking the side of his head. Taehyung winced at the sharp pain that shot through his temple but he decided not to annoy Jimin any further.

"Sorry hyung." He said as he sat on top of one of the desks. "And I'm not going to bow in front of you begging for forgiveness. Not if you want to know what happened last night." Jimin's anger quickly dissipated out of his body and he jumped up on the desk next to Taehyung.

Taehyung thought if he had a tail it would be wagging at a thousand times a minute he looked so excited. "What happened? Did you fight him? Beat his ass? Oh please tell me you beat his ass!" Jimin said, staring at Taehyung with his eyes shining with excitement and glee.

"No. I didn't fight him or beat his ass." Taehyung shook his head before pushing the curls out of his face. "We just talking a bit and settled everything between us. He knows what happened to me and he said that he's going to protect me."

"Jeon Jungkook said he was going to protect you?!" Jimin was shocked.

Taehyung nodded his head. "Mhm. And he also said he was going to help me get in check with my emotions so I'm not cold around everyone all the time."

"Oh," Jimin pouted his lips as he thought for a second. "Are you sure it was Jungkook who said that?"

Taehyung nodded. "But the weirdest thing happened to me this morning."

"Weird?!" Jimin looked worried now, his eyes wide. "Bad weird? Good weird? A weird so good it's bad? A sexual weird? What type of weird? Tell me come on!"

Taehyung closed his eyes and shook his head in disbelief. God, Jimin could be so impatient. Sometimes it was just so ridiculous. "I can't smell anyone's scents anymore. Just Jungkook's. Weird right?"

Jimin jumped up and took a step back. "That's not weird. Do you seriously not know what that means?" Taehyung shook his head, confused to where Jimin was going with this. "How do you not know? You two kissed last night, didn't you?"

"How did you know that? Were you spying on me again? Jimin, I swear to God -"

"No, no. I didn't. But seriously, how do you not know? Were you not listening in omega classes?"

"You know I stopped listening after the incident. So tell me what it means!"

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JUNGKOOK saw Taehyung getting dragged into an empty classroom and wondered if he should go and rescue him from the small midget. But Jin appeared after seeing his text asking him to see him at lunch as they needed to talk.

Jin was like Jungkook's older brother. He was the one who looked after him after Jungkook's parents passed away in a car accident. He knew he could talk to Jin about anything.

"Kook, what's wrong?" Jin asked, jogging up to the younger.

"I needed to talk to you about something. So last night me and Tae smoothed things over, and we may have kissed." Jungkook began, making Jin gasp.

"You two kissed? Is it now awkward between you two? Do you need my help to fix it?" Jin asked quickly, taking Jungkook by the shoulders and shaking him slightly.

"Hyung, let me finish!" Jungkook said seriously. "This morning Taehyung told me that he couldn't pick up anyone's scents but mine. And then the same thing happened to me. What's going on with us? Is it some sort of disease?" Jungkook asked, worried.

"Ah. I am familiar with this. It has happened to me, Hoseok, Yoongi, Namjoon and Jimin." Jin said. Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

"Is it some sort of manifestation thing?" Jungkook asked.

"You could say that." Jin shrugged. "But do you seriously not know? We got taught about this in seventh grade, Kook." Jungkook tried to think back that far but he never really listened in his classes back then. It was a surprise he even passed and made it into high school.

"Please just tell me, Jin hyung. I'm worried." Jungkook said.