#of5kings

But when the pack left to go on a big hunt, Haewon felt his courage rise. They left him alone, told him to be ready to clean them when they return with their game. The Omega knew what cleaning entailed--once they were spotless, they would claim him one by one to release their leftover energy, and let it all out on his body. Whether it be through intimacy or violence, he never knew what he was in for.

Haewon waited twenty minutes until after they left before making his move, filled with desperation and fear--he shifted into his wolf form; a petite black wolf with a patch of grey on his stomach that gave off both male and female pheromones. He wasn’t thinking about that, however, he was thinking about getting away from his abusive pack as his paws thudded on the earth as he ran away from his territory.

After fifteen full minutes of running, he was winded and already wanted to stop. But he couldn’t, he had to keep going to get away from it. He was closing in on another packs’ territory anyway, he could smell the strong scent of Alpha radiating off of the line. With a whimper, he lowered his head down and pushed himself a little harder until he crossed the line--breaking the rules of the wolves, never cross into another packs’ territory without permission. He just hoped that they would be understanding, that they force him to go back to his pack.

He could feel it, he could feel that he had been noticed by the owner of this territory. Haewon could practically smell the Alpha from here as it approached him. But he didn’t stop running, he wanted to get as far away from his old territory as possible--continued forward into this wolf’s home. That is, until the scent of the Alpha became too much for him to handle and he stumbled in his running with a whine.

It didn’t take long for the Alpha to close in on his position, and he was shuddering by then. He had stopped his fleeing and simply rested there on the leaves and sticks, whining when he felt the Alpha step close enough that he could feel him. This Alpha was powerful, the strongest he had ever felt--it was so overwhelming and his inner Omega was crying out at the sheer force the Alpha was drawing him in with.

The sounds of birds chirping filled the air along with the soft, warm glow of first light, filling Baekho’s bedroom with ambers and reds that cast shadows across the room. He had been awake for nearly ten minutes now, one set of fingers carding through his own silver hair while his other arm was trapped under the still sleeping head of his boyfriend. The hand scratching along his scalp came down to rub the sleep from his still half lidded eyes before he snuggled a little closer into Jun’s warmth.

He didn’t want to wake him, it was still so early, not to mention his birthday. Jun deserved to sleep in even though Baek was almost always awake at the very crack of dawn. But it never failed and soon his shifting caused a whine from the body tangled in his sheets and two amber eyes cracked open into slits to gaze up at him. A sleepy smile graced his own lips before they were sealed against his baby’s forehead, “Good morning.”

Another soft whine followed and Baek chuckled to himself, Jun had certainly never been good at morning communication. “How about I go make breakfast?” Smaller hands clung to him as the smaller male shook his head, burrowing into Baek’s naked chest to prevent him from leaving.

“No.”

Baekho pulled him closer, giant arms enveloping Jun and keeping him close and warm. “Okay.” He hadn’t been in a hurry to leave the bed anyway, he was never in a hurry to do anything when the alternative was having Jun wrapped around him in some way, shape, or form. “But I think you deserve something to start your morning right on your birthday. Don’t you think, baby?”

A hum of approval sounded from the boy and Baek couldn’t help but grin into the tangled bed-head, placing a lingering kiss against his hairline. “Will you let daddy do something for you then?”

A set of suspicious eyes narrowed the already half lidded look from Jun when he pulled back slightly; head falling on the pillow instead of Baek’s shoulder. “Like what?”

The guard shifted, leaning up so he could hover over his birthday boy and press their lips together, loving the softness he always found there. He knew his own lips weren’t that smooth , there was a crack running along his bottom lip from breaking up a fight the week before and the scab had to be scratchy against Jun’s softer flesh, but that didn’t stop him from enjoying the way the brunette sealed against him and ran his hands along Baek’s shoulders; the touches causing a shiver of delight to run along his spine.

Baek broke the kiss to trail his way down the curve of Jun’s neck, following the pulse that every so often caused his neck to pulse outward. He loved that, and he couldn’t explain why. There was something about running his tongue along the vein, feeling the life pulse right under him, and savoring the little sleepy mewls of delight that Jun let slip that always stoked a delicious fire in Baek’s gut and made him needy.

But that was also just Jun’s effect on him. From the very first moment Baek had laid eyes on him he had known that this tiny boy was going to own him, and he had been not only right but lucky enough to be able to provide for Jun in ways that others either were not willing to or did not care too. They didn’t have to worry about him now, because Baek was glad to be that rock he needed.

The trail he was following across Jun’s body lead to the tip of his tongue flicking across one nipple, surrounding it in the heat of his mouth and groaning at the way his boyfriend was already gasping under his attention. So responsive, one of the million things that drove Baek wild about him. Teeth captured the small bud and ground down gently, making sure to cause no pain and sure enough a loud moan was his reward along with twin sets of fingers threading and gripping in his hair.

Shifting so he could repeat the process with the other side of Jun’s body, fingers circled and pinched at the wet flesh he had left behind while the other hand trailed down to palm against the outside of the expensive silk boxers his boyfriend had been gifted with the night before. The feeling of hard, hot flesh under the soft fabric had his own arousal twitching against his thigh and eyes flicking up to gaze at the way Jun’s head was already thrown back. The youth’s body was already arching into him, searching for more than just Baek’s large hand grazing against him.

Baek wanted to hear more of those pretty cries, give his boyfriend the best birthday morning he could remember in all of his life, so he abandoned lavishing attention on the upper half of Jun’s body in favor of sliding down to press a kiss to the outline he saw, nuzzling against it and mouthing over the head. He couldn’t stop himself from being a tease sometimes, drawing out his attention without giving Jun quite what he wanted. He could see it in his eyes when he looked up, the early signs of desperation; mouth gaping, eyes glazed, fingers gripping tighter in his hair. But he didn’t want to totally break him this morning, not yet at least, so he offered another flick of his tongue over the silk where a dark spot was growing before his hands reached up to tug down the cloth.

The sight had a groan bubbling from his throat, tongue darting out to lick his lips before bending down to seal his lips around the head; tongue dipping into the slit to taste the precome that had beaded under Baekho’s administrations. Jun always tasted divine to him, like the best kind of drug that he could ever have asked for and more often than not it was Baekho that was devouring Jun like an addict; savoring the cries and pleas that fell from those gorgeous lips.

He pushed himself further down, keeping the seal by hollowing his cheeks and gliding his tongue around him in circles, tonguing along the vein when he felt it shift under him. Soon enough his nose was brushing against Jun’s lower stomach, breathing through his nose and keeping his boyfriends cock trapped securely in his throat. Baek had been gifted with a very tolerant gag reflex, allowing him to keep Jun locked in the tight, hot cavern of his mouth for far longer than others might and he reveled in the way the younger boy writhed under him; hips snapping forward of their own accord to bury even deeper in his throat.

When he finally pulled away he did so achingly slowly, tongue gliding across him in hard, fast flicks that he knew drove him up the wall. A wet pop sounded through the room when he finally unsealed his lips, “Junnie, can you hand me the bottle please?” The whimper that Jun emitted had Baek grinning smugly, tongue lazily reaching out to swirl around the swollen head as he waited. “Baby?”

“Y-yes.” It took a moment for him to shift, reaching out for the nightstand and the small bottle of lube they kept within reach at all times before popping the cap and extending it toward where Baek’s waiting hand was. He never handed it off, merely keeping it for if Baek needed more at any time and pooling the clear liquid into his boyfriends waiting hand when asked.

“Thank you, Junnie.” The liquid clung to his fingers as he moved, being careful to keep his hand steady so the excess wouldn’t spill. His free hand pressed against Jun’s thigh, spreading him open so he could coat him in the now warm fluid that dripped down; one finger running around the rim of muscle teasingly, not letting up until the moans had dissolved into tiny whimpers. Jun had tensed noticeably and Baek wanted him relaxed, comfortable for the initial stretch.

He never meant to hurt him, but Baek was just so much bigger than Jun was, and so much thicker in every aspect. His shoulders, his arms, his fingers, even his cock was thick and despite the fact that Jun straight out begged for him sometimes Baek always, always took his time opening his baby up. “Can you reach the box?” Jun’s cock twitched in front of him at the mention of their play box and a broken moan came from his lips.

Before they had been together Jun was used to a different type of treatment with the men who topped him, but Baek was beyond anything they could have ever wanted to be. He was the definition of a caring top and the minute he had known Jun and himself were progressing to the intimate stage of their relationship he had gone out and gotten every toy he could find that was satisfactory in his eyes for prepping his precious boyfriend. Now? Now he wasn’t sure Jun could live without it.

A long black box was placed in his hand and he set it toward the end of the bed, reaching in for the first in his lineup of toys. The first was significantly smaller than the others, a squishy purple ball that flexed under any pressure attached to a slender cord and a ring; the sight of it had a line of precome leaking over the head of Jun’s cock and Baek didn’t bother to stop himself from running his tongue across it as he positioned the ball and slathered it in the slick lubricant.

When he felt it was finally slick enough it was being pressed forward, popping past the entrance to Jun’s heat as the youth cried out. Baek knew it was only a minor discomfort, but he still allowed a moment for Jun to adjust before one finger tugged lightly at the protruding ring and elicited an entirely different cry from his boyfriend. A few soft kisses were being pressed into the skin of his thigh before the leaking cock was being pressed between his lips so Baek could suckle at the head. He wanted to push away any further discomfort with distraction, and he was so very, very good at distraction.

Setting a steady rhythm eased Jun into it and within a few minutes the ball was being pulled against the tight muscle and Baek was vacuuming the entire length of Jun’s cock into his mouth before popping it out and reaching for the next step up from the box. “You’re doing so good, baby. Did it hurt?”

“N-no, I want more.” Jun’s hips jerked up toward Baek’s hovering lips and he whined at the way he pulled away. “Baek, please!”

Instead of complying he reached his hand out once more, “Not yet.” A gentle smile was offered when Jun pooled more of the lube into his hand, sliding it between his fingers for warmth before coating the next toy; the tiniest silicone dildo he could find to really ease into the true stretch. The last toy had offered some discomfort, but it was tiny and slender; not really much of anything and certainly no match for Baek’s own girth. “Relax for me, Junnie.”

There was a whine from the boy, but he listened and let himself sag into the bed; proud when he only jumped slightly at the feeling of Baek lining the toy against his entrance. The press in was achingly slow with Baek pressing in and pulling out repeatedly to ensure maximum lubrication, the last thing he wanted was to tear Jun open before they had even really gotten started. He waited until the toy was fully seated within his pretty boyfriend to crawl forward and press his lips to Jun’s swollen ones, “Does it hurt?”

“M-ah-more. Baek please, it’s fine.” The larger of the two couldn’t help himself from staring, Jun was gorgeous like this; a thin layer of sweat beading along his skin, a flush tinting his cheeks, lips parted and swollen from Baek’s earlier attentions and a heavy glaze to his eyes that gave away his lust. He could have stared all day at this stunning sight that lay spread open for him, and him alone. He pressed one finger against the toy, pushing it further into Jun’s core so he could watch the way his eyes fluttered with pleasure and crinkles at the edges with the slightest hint of pain.

Leaning in he let his lips glide along the curve of Jun’s jaw, pressing butterfly kisses into his skin and beginning the gentle rhythm of truly opening his boyfriend up. “I love you.” His forehead dropped against the bare shoulder below him, nuzzling into him and savoring the whimpers.

“I-I-ah, Baek~” He shuttered under the larger male with a keen, each breath of air into his lungs breaking apart into small gasps. “I lo-” The word was lost in another cry when Baek, who had worked the toy mostly out of him, thrust inside of him suddenly.

The bodyguards lips were curled when he pulled away to look at Jun, “I know.” He captured his lips in another heated kiss, thrilled to watch him fall apart like this. “Are you ready for the next one?”

“N-no, I’m so close, Baek please!” Indeed, looking at him now that Baek had pulled away he could see the steady stream of precome trailing down his cock and the way his breath was hitching on every in-thrust Jun couldn’t have long before he was falling apart under him. But Baek was feeling a little evil today and as much as he loved watching Jun fall to pieces he wasn’t ready to let him have his release yet. So he shifted toward the box, crawling away from the panting mess and pulling out another small, plastic toy that had Jun’s eyes widening the second he felt it around him.

“Baek no, Baek please, please, no! It’s my birthday!” The small, clear purple ring slid around him, tight and snug like all good cockrings should be and he practically felt his orgasm being restrained as tears sprung to his eyes. “B-Baek please!”

“Now, now; no tears.” His tongue trailed through the sticky mess Jun had made, moaning at the flavor on his tongue. “I want you to come when I come, and not a second before. You trust me, don’t you baby? Daddy never leaves you unsatisfied, does he?”

“N-no.” Jun’s whines waivered under the question, never once had his boyfriend left him wanting and truthfully there was something really intense about not being able to find his release until Baek was on the edge with him. So he could be good, curb his need for now while Baek stretched him open in the best of ways. His eyes widened suddenly, a groan bubbling from his lungs when Baek pulled the toy away and discarded it only to begin slathering the next one with the lube he had taken a moment prior.

The next one was always intimidating, longer, wider with a thick center. But when it was seated inside him it was true bliss and on days when Baek wasn’t feeling like using a cockring to stop Jun from coming he almost always came with it inside him. In fact, very rarely did Jun ever walk away without at least three orgasums, and even rarer did he walk away at all.

He felt the press against him and blinked when it wasn’t what he expected, looking down instead to see Baek’s fingers against him, pushing past the lube to stroke inside of him and a shaky moan stretched his lips. “B-baek…”

“I know, just let me do this.” Baek’s fingers were thick, but no thicker than the toy that had just been inside him moments ago. The difference was that unlike the toy Baek’s fingers crooked and searched and within a few moments a short scream flew from his lips and his eyes clenched shut as a dry orgasm rocked through him; Baek’s fingers pressed firmly in short strokes against the bundle of nerves inside of him.

He cried when Baek pulled away, tears leaking out of his eyes as he panted and reached for the solid frame of his boyfriend who simply grabbed his searching hands and kissed each one of his knuckles with those soft lips. He felt him pull away, almost certainly reaching for the next toy but Jun caught him first. “Please, no more toys. Just you.”

Baek’s brows furrowed and his eyes glanced back at the next toy before looking back at Jun uncertainly. “If you let me finish it will hurt less, baby...I don’t want to hurt you.” Jun’s lips took on a pouting scowl, pushing on Baek’s chest and forcing the larger man onto his back.

“I want it, It’s my birthday.” He knew it wouldn’t be the most comfortable thing, but every time they had sex the pain was less and less and he was more than used to Baek’s girth by now. He wanted the real thing and he wanted this cock ring off of him; one of these things he could take and one he would wait for Baek’s permission.

With him finally sitting up and Baek being forced onto his back he could finally see the straining bulge under his boyfriends boxers and the sight had his mouth watering. That was the birthday present he wanted, so he would just have to indulge himself. He repositioned, sliding in between Baek’s legs, pink tongue darting out to lick across the considerable dark spot that had grown across the fabric and earn himself a heavy sigh from his boyfriend.

His eyes searched for the curve of the ball that strained against the cotton cloth and a flick of his tongue had Baek shuttering, hips jerking from the sudden contact to his neglected cock. That reaction was good, but still not what he had wanted and he felt Baek’s heavy gaze on him when his hands moved to slide the boxers away. The little glint of metal was what always drew his attention first and his heart raced in excitement at the way a bit of precome leaked down and gathered at the ball of the piercing.

There was no way he could possibly deep throat Baek’s cock, it was too thick and his gag reflex was nothing like his boyfriends lack of one. But that never stopped either of them from enjoying themselves as Jun set out to letting his tongue glide across the flushed skin with a little groan of satisfaction. He just loved the way Baek stretched him, even with the head of his cock planted between Jun’s lips it was a stretch and he forced his jaw to slacken so he could push himself around him; tongue laving at every inch of skin he could reach.

“J-Junnie you can’t do that for very long.” Baek’s eyes fluttered and rolled with the way the molten velvet of Jun’s mouth surrounded him, it was pure bliss and he would lose himself in it if Jun lingered for more than a few minutes. One hand reached out to caress the curve of Jun’s face, breath catching when those amber eyes locked on his own and reached for the bottle laying on the bed beside them.

He pulled off with a wet pop and swirled his tongue around the ball of metal, sitting up and drizzling a steady stream of lubricant onto Baek’s erection, hand gripping and sliding around him to make sure it was a thick coat. He could still see the unsure gaze in Baek’s eyes and it made him more determined to get what he wanted, crawling up his boyfriend until he felt the hot, slick press of Baek’s cock against his own and he halted. It just felt so good to have him against him; cocks pressed together as Jun rutted and keened and Baek’s hand’s gripped his waist as his breath caught in his throat. They stayed like that a moment, lips pressed together, breathing heavy with anticipation until Jun shifted and crawled forward another few inches.

Baek’s cock slid along his skin until he felt the catch and he swallowed hard, feeling that first flutter of uncertainty in himself because his boyfriend was just so wide against him...but he could take it slow, it would be fine. His weight changed and he let himself push down against him until a sharp intake of breath slowed him, it didn’t hurt yet but the discomfort was there and he hadn’t even fully gotten the head in yet.

“Jun…”

“It’s fine.” He let gravity pull him down another fraction of an inch, just enough that the head popped inside of him and a needy keen left him, cock twitching between them, “God you’re so thick.”

The lack of response surprised him and he looked down to see Baek with his own eyes squeezed tightly shut and mouth agape, the bliss clear on his face as he tried to control himself from thrusting up into that wonderful tightness that was surrounding him. Jun grinned through the discomfort, rising up and letting the lubricant do its job much like Baek had done with the second toy before he took more of that wonderful thickness into himself. It was so good, if it wasn’t for the plastic ring keeping him from coming undone he was sure he could come from just the little bit of Baek’s cock already inside of him and the thought had him whining.

The steady rise and fall of his body helped push his boyfriend into him, the lube easing the burn and he let out a shuddering gasp of air when the thickest part of Baek’s arousal breached him; tears stinging his eyes and Baek’s hands still firm on his hips. “I-I need-I need a minute.”

There was a sharp nod from Baek as his grip tightened, keeping Jun from sinking any further onto him so he could relax for a moment and adjust. He already knew neither of them would be lasting long once Baek was fully inside him, he was too tight and Baek was already on edge but he needed this.

“Do you trust me?”

The question had Jun’s nose scrunching, “That’s a stupid question.”

A twitch of a grin pulled one corner of Baek’s lips before his hands were sliding and pulling the flesh of his boyfriends ass, opening him up even further as Baek pulled out fractionally and earned himself a moan. “W-what are you doing?”

There was no answer, only Baek sitting up and forcing Jun to fall back onto the mattress; cock still planted inside of him as he moved onto his knees. “Better.” The bottle was once again being reached for and a considerable amount was being poured between their bodies, adding to the slickness as he tested taking the widest part of himself out of Jun’s heat. The action had Jun writhing, arching and pushing himself back onto Baek’s cock with a cry and he took the distraction of pleasure to fully seat himself inside of Jun’s body.

He knew that it burned, knew that he needed time to adjust to the fullness as he pressed reverent kisses against his skin and tried to keep a hold on himself. They sat there for a few moments until Jun’s tears had stopped and he was wiggling against Baek’s body and he knew that it was finally okay to move. He started slow, wanting to easy any of that residual pain away as he drug himself out of his precious boyfriends body and savor the way Jun’s fingers clawed at his skin and his name fell from his mouth like a prayer that might save him.

There was nothing more beautiful or precious in this world to him than watching Jun fall apart beneath him, watching the tears fall from his eyes, feeling the way he moved against him in perfect rhythm, mismatched panting and cries that filled the room. His hand strayed between them, covering Jun’s cock with his hand and stroking in time with his thrusts, “J-Jun I-” ‘

Beneath him Jun’s eyes flickered open, a pleading look swirling in them as Baek’s fingers toyed with the cockring keeping his orgasm from him. “P-please?”

He couldn’t get the ring off fast enough, sliding it over his length and tossing it to some unknown corner of the room and groaning at the way precome immediatly coated his fingers when his hand returned. Jun’s cries matched his own and a loud roar came from his chest, hips triple snapping against Jun’s flesh before strands of white painted his own stomach and he felt his boyfriend tightening around him as he lost himself; collapsing finally against the smaller youth as he tried to catch his breath.

He tried to pull to the side so he wouldn’t crush the smaller body beneath him but Jun’s arms wrapped weakly around him so instead he let his arms frame his precious face to cover him in breathless kisses. He felt his cock twitch weakly inside of him but when he went to pull away Jun’s teeth sank into the flesh of his shoulder and he chuckled and stayed where he was. He couldn’t think of a single time after they had been together that Jun hadn’t been clingy and Baek would be the first to admit he loved to cater to that.

“Can I at least roll you on top of me? We can nap.” He felt the blunt teeth loosen their hold, exhausted amber eyes drifting up to his with a glint of acceptance at the idea of napping before he wound his arms under his lover and swapped their positions. It was how they always ended up, Jun draped across his chest insisting that Baek keep him close while they napped until he was really ready to start the day.