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thotsofintrusion · 15 days

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did i reblog this last time i read it because if i didn’t im sorry this is one of the best a/b/o fics i’ve ever read and im going to go insane

sweet venom (l. hs, p. js)

pairing. alpha heeseung x female omega reader x alpha jay

genre. gasp….and they were roommates AU, basketball player Heeseung, bartender Jay, M/F, pwp, one shot

warnings. profanity, A/B/O dynamics, former step-sibling relations, denial of feelings, alcohol mentioned, Jay’s a little manipulative, smut warnings under cut. minors DNI.

wc. 18k+

now playing. Sweet Venom//Enhypen

smut warnings. unprotected sex, rough/angry sex, dom heejay, degradation, overstimulation, spanking, slick, squirting, oral, orgasm denial, knotting, possessiveness, etc

—————————————————————- “If you had listened to me in the first place this wouldn’t be happening.”

Whether or not your mother is right, the last thing you care to hear on top of your stress is how this is your fault.

“This is what you get for being so indecisive.” She says while gathering your hair to one side with a sigh. “I knew you wouldn’t be able to afford your own apartment with that part-time job.”

“Thanks mom.”

“I will lend you as much as I can sweetie, but rent around that area is not cheap.” Her fingers scratch at the back of your scalp to soothe the tension stiffening its way up your spine, humming as she ponders. “You know..”

“Hmm?” You ask tiredly, scrolling through various listings for a room to rent at the least until next semester.

“I think Heeseungie lives out there now, if I remember correctly.” She says, whipping out her phone to confirm. “I remember him posting about moving and having trouble finding a roommate a few months back.”

“Oh, Heeseung..” you stray off a bit, snapping yourself out of it quickly. “Does he?”

That name feels similar to sour candy burning your tongue just to speak out loud again, itching at your tonsils as you clear your throat nervously. “I mean, why does that matter?”

“I could ask him to let you stay with him for awhile!” She smiles, tapping open her messages before you can shout out ‘NO!’.

“Mom, please— do not bother him.” You shrink, slumping against the dinner table. “Heeseung’s not going to want to do that. It’s been years since I last saw him. Asking him to let me crash is way too imposing and rude..”

“Don’t be so silly sweetie, he’s your brother.”

“No he’s not!” You say abruptly, clearing your throat and sinking deeper into your seat embarrassed. “I mean— technically not even my step-brother anymore! You’ve been divorced for two years.”

“He’ll always be your brother,” she reassures with a pleased grin. “Heeseungie’s always been so polite and giving. It’s not a big deal. What is family for if not to be there for you when you need them the most?”

The repetition makes your stomach twist, inducing nausea the more she continues raving about your… former step-brother. As much as you wished for that to be the case, you couldn’t help but feel bitter, because your mother’s right.

Heeseung is polite, charming, all around loved by everyone; respectful and sweet enough to make your teeth rot. Never failing to remind you that he’d always have your back, that you can always count on your big brother.

and more than anything, you wished he wouldn’t.

“Let me keep looking first? Please?” You practically grovel, widening your eyes despairingly for some sympathy.

“It doesn’t hurt to ask,” your mom snickers, sitting down by your side. “He hasn’t posted anything much ever since he moved. Mostly just game updates. Don’t know how he still finds time to always play these mobile games.”

“I’ll find a place! I don’t need Heeseung to pity me.” You say with more determination as you scroll faster, wondering if you can up your budget to at least $1200 for rent; not that it’d help much considering even a shoebox of a room was beyond out of your price range.

“It’s not pity you big sourpuss!” Your mother continues, childishly sticking her tongue out at you. “I’ll ask him right now if he can grab a bite tomorrow and we can talk in person about this.”

“Mom, come on!”

“Ramen should do the trick! Hee always had the biggest smile on his face when we’d take him out to that one spot in Hongdae… what was it called again?”

As your mother devises her plan, you can’t stop your mind from reeling; accessing the different steps you could have taken to avoid this predicament.

Maybe Heeseung isn’t even hot anymore.

No. That’s not possible.

Worse.

He could be hotter.

Instinctively your bottom lip pouts at the thought of him possibly growing more attractive in the last few years. Swearing to yourself to never lurk his social media— not that there was much to lurk to begin with.

Okay, you lurked, and came up empty each time to only sense excitement from ominous updates of song lyrics and blurry photos he’d post once every 8 months.

Even his lack of presence online is attractive.

Sickening, actually.

Of all the men on this planet your mother had to marry, it had to be Mr. Lee. It had to be the mogul Mr. Lee with the ridiculously attractive son that you maybe have had a crush on since the first time you saw him playing basketball with the older kids as your Kindergarten class made their trip to the bathroom. Ridiculous that even to this day you remember the way a 7 year old Heeseung dribbled past a group of upperclassmen and shot a perfect three pointer.

“It’s settled! Oh I’m so excited!” Your mom squeaks proudly. “I’ll treat Seungie to lunch tomorrow and schmooze him into letting you crash for a while.”

“Mommmmm,” you whine, banging your forehead on the table. “Please please don’t pester him. Please, I know he won’t say no! Don’t pressure him!”

Clicking her tongue, she flicks your arm. “A thank you would be nice here! And a fruit basket too! For when your mother saves your ass from sleeping with roaches in those overpriced studios.”

Saves your ass? You would scoff if it wouldn’t lead to a smack to the back of your skull.

Without a doubt Hee would agree to you moving in, and without a doubt you’d have to learn how to endure his existence.

Fuck me.

Wait. No. Don’t fuck me.

I mean.

Maybe.

“Yeah yeah,” you grunt, shoving up to stand and immerse yourself in an ice cold shower at the mere memory of your step-brother walking around the house shirtless after basketball practice. Sweaty, obscenely sweaty and shirtless.

God. If Heeseung hasn’t become acquainted with properly dressing himself yet, you’re definitely fucked.

And the ugly thought rears its head as you step into the shower and let the chilled water pour down your skin.

There’s no way Heeseung hasn’t presented.

And there’s absolutely no way he isn’t an Alpha.

—————————————————————-

Of course Heeseung agreed to let you move in rent free, in fact he even offered an empty bedroom since his roommate had just moved out a month ago and none of the applicants had been convincing.

But you, of course he ‘smiled ear to ear without hesitation, eagerly bouncing up and down in his seat excitedly’ as your mother recounted.

“I told you he wouldn’t say no..” you grumble from the passenger seat of the U-haul your mom was nice enough to rent to help you with moving your things.

“Well, yes! Heeseung’s always had such a soft spot for you.”

A soft spot. Something like that.

To be fair you hadn’t been the best at keeping your relationship strong over the last few years. Once he moved to the city for university it’d become a lot harder to stay in touch, already bad enough after that awkward period while you were still in high school and he transitioned to college.

“Does he know?”

Your mother hums confused, glancing at you quickly. “Know what sweetie?”

“That I presented.”

“Oh,” she ponders out loud, adding small sounds of confusion. “I don’t think I mentioned that, but Heeseung didn’t ask. We all knew you’d present Omega someday, darling. I’m sure it’s fine. Besides you always had such a strong brother sister relationship, your sub-genders shouldn’t affect that.”

He didn’t ask because he doesn’t care. That’s why, because why would he? Your mom’s right, your bond was nothing more than that of a caring protective older brother who stuck by your side and watched out for you. Even if you wished for more.

“Wow, real nice place huh? Mr. Lee must pay a pretty penny to house him here.”

A luxury tower complex greets you as you step out of the vehicle, neck aching from having to peer up just to see where it ends high up in the clouds. “It’s really close to school though! Walking distance!” Your mother’s cheerful tone calms your nerves for a few seconds, listening to her explain everything Heeseung told her about the area. “There’s a gym, pool area, coffee shop in the lobby. Seriously, I’m going to owe that boy multiple free ramen lunches.”

By the time she’s managed to talk your ear off you’ve made it to the 8th floor, standing before a door with 3 numbers and a fancy keycard lock.

“Oh!” The door flies open as your mom digs through her purse for the spare card Heeseung had given her, unveiling a well built bleached blonde Alpha dawning a face of shock. “Wha—“

“Oh sorry! Is this not apartment 335?”

“This is 335..” his eyes go wide, fingers snapping. “My bad! Heeseung told me his step-sister—“

“I’m not his step sister. Our parents are divorced.” You say abruptly, creating awkward tension between the three of you.

“Right, uh,” the guy, exuding stereotypical pompous Alpha energy, smirks, taking a step back from the doorway to smoothly run his gaze up and down. “You must be—“

“Not his step-sister.” Your mom intervenes with a playful laugh. “My apologies for my daughter, she can be a little—“

“Mom!”

“Ahh, a little feisty!” She says pinching your cheek before returning her attention to the now extremely confused Alpha. “Are you one of Heeseung’s friends?”

“Oh yeah, I’m his roommate.” He shares with a boxy grin. “Names Jay.”

“Roommate?! Oh Heeseung said you moved..”

“Jake moved.” He nods, clearing his throat. “We have three rooms, his has been empty for a few weeks now.”

“Oh that’s great! Well if you don’t mind young man, we’ll probably be making a bit of noise while we bring her things up.”

“Totally fine, I was on my way to the gym, but,” Jay finds your eyes, biting down on his lower lip. “Let me help you, I’m sure the furniture will be too heavy to carry on your own.”

“Isn’t that sweet!” Your mother squeals, patting his arm on her way in to drop the bags you carried up. “Wow this is a great place! What a view!”

Jay licks over his lips, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed watching as you and your mom explore. Heeseung hadn’t mentioned how attractive his not step-sister is.

“He’s cute.” Your mom whispers, bumping an elbow into your side with a look over your shoulder. “I saw a liquor store down the street. So you have no excuse to blow up my phone a month from now to tell me that you’re knocked up.”

“Mom!”

“What!” She giggles, jokingly glaring at you as you finish packing your drawers full of clothes and break down the last box. Jay had been a great help and managed to cut down the time of this excruciating moving process by a lot. Not to mention he ended up swapping the baggy t-shirt he had on for a snug fitted black tank top now covered in sweat.

“Do you like that position?” He speaks up out of breath, snapping your attention to where he’s finished setting up your bed in the middle of the room.

“What?!”

Jay smirks, eyes disappearing behind the amusement. “Your bed, I can move it closer to the window if you’d like.”

“Oh no, that’s perfect.”

“Ah, I won’t have time to treat you to ramen today, young man.” Your mom apologizes, reaching for her wallet. “But I really can’t thank you enough for all of your help today, should fifty dollars cover a meal for the two of you?”

“Don’t worry about that—“

“Thanks mom.” You cut him off, snatching the money and side eyeing him. “We’ll eat something good, promise.”

“Okay sweetie, I need to get going before it gets dark outside and traffic hits. It’s a long drive as is, ah I am going to miss having you around the house so much.”

“I’m only a phone call away mom.”

“Be good,” cupping your face, she gives you a knowing look, adding a wink. “Remember what I said about that liquor store.”

“Mommmmmm!”

“Okay okay, lovely to meet you Jay! Thanks again for all of your help.” Squeezing him into a goodbye hug, she frowns and laments about not being able to see Heeseung today, adding another twenty to the bills in your hand with mention to buy him some dinner too. “He’ll probably be so exhausted after practice.”

Jay waves at your mother from behind you at the door, humming to himself. “Heeseung’s not at practice.” He corrects under his breath.

“What?” Turning back to him and shutting the door, you suddenly feel an anxious swoop curl through your stomach. Cowering against the front entrance to create more space between your bodies.

“Heeseung doesn’t have basketball practice today.” Jay states, pulling out his phone with a nod. “Yeah no, he’s hanging out with Yujin right now.”

“Oh.” Your lack of response is enough for Jay to pick up on your confusion, waving off what he just mentioned. “Just a fuck buddy, nothing serious, but I’m pretty sure he won’t be back until late. Let’s get some food, yeah?”

Oh. A fuck buddy. A fuck buddy he’s been with all day.

“He did mention I’d be moving in today, right?”

“Yeah.” Jay shrugs, pulling the hem of his tank up to wipe his chin free of sweat. Stomach muscles clenched tight on purpose. “Sorry I forgot earlier, I had a long night at work and—“

“Why don’t you pick out whatever you want to eat. I’m going to hop in the shower really quick.”

“Oh, are you sure?”

“Yeah, I feel disgusting. I’m not picky so choose whatever you want.” You nod, keeping your gaze focused on anything other than the muscles lining his hips.

“Alright, sounds good.”

—————————————————————-

“Shit I thought she was coming tomorrow.”

“Dude why didn’t you tell me?”

“Man, I’m sorry I thought I did. God, I feel like such a dick.”

“Not about that! I mean why didn't you tell me how fucking hot she is??”

“What?”

“Hey, is she singl—“

Jay’s jaw hangs, trailing off when he spots you near the hallway entrance still soaked with a sheen of water coating your skin and a towel wrapped tightly around your figure.

Heeseung’s gaze follows shortly, losing the ability to shut his mouth as well at the sight of you.

“Hee?”

“Shit.” He mutters under his breath, balling his hands into tight fists at his sides and forcing a smile. “Wow! Look at how much you’ve grown!”

The scent hits him next, a sweet toasted vanilla wrapped around crispy marshmallow that has his knees buckling in an instant. Jay gulps by his side, noting to himself that your scent hadn’t been this strong earlier, you probably had scent blockers on.

“Sorry, I didn’t think you’d be back already..” you mumble shyly, suddenly too aware of the sets of eyes focused on your mostly bare skin.

Heeseung can feel his teeth grinding, reaching up to pull the collar of his shirt up higher to cover up what he knows are early signs of love bites after hours in Yujin’s bed. “Jay ordered food, I think it just got here. Go get dressed so we can eat and catch up.”

He won’t admit it now but the longer you stand there allowing for another Alpha to see you like this, the more his nails dig into the palm of his hand. It’s because he still thinks of you as his younger sister, no other reason..

“I’ll be fast.” Heeseung’s eyes fail to shift away until he can no longer see you pass down the hall. The tension weighing on his shoulders only dissipates once he hears the sound of your bedroom door clicking shut.

“My guess is she didn’t look like that before—“

A growl rises up the Alphas throat, quickly snapping back to his roommate. “She’s off limits.”

“What?! You can’t be serious!” Jay scoffs, rolling his eyes.

“As a heart attack, don’t even think about it.”

“She’s not even your step-sister anymore. Believe me, she only corrected me about 5 thousand times whenever I even alluded to it.”

“I’m fucking serious.”

“What if she comes on to me first?!?” Jay crosses his arms, grinning cockily. “I saw her checking me out earlier, and it’s only natural. A sweet sweet Omega like that, all cute with those come-fuck-me eyes.”

“Shut the hell up.” Heeseung growls, ready to lunge at his friend if not for your feet padding way back into the room with an all too adorable smile on your face.

“Hee!”

Anger drains from his limbs, forgetting of his friend's existence as he takes in your sparkling gaze and bright smile, instinctively reaching to cup your face and smooth his thumbs across your cheeks. “Haven’t grown out of this baby face yet..”

Jay rolls his eyes, mumbling too quietly for either of you to pick up on. “Anyway, enough of this Flowers in The Attic bullshit. I’m starving, not gonna wait for your reunion to finish to eat.”

Between pausing to chat and laugh, the takeout before you goes cold, more interested in catching up with Heeseung than stuffing your very empty stomach. Jay sits across the table curiously observing the back and forth banter between the two of you, devouring the boxes of beef broccoli and chow mein on his own without anyone to slap his chopsticks away.

“So, how was your date with Yujin?” He interrupts, growing tired after an hour of conversation that grows more oddly flirtatious by the minute. Heeseung chokes on a mouthful of fried rice, punching his chest to push the small pieces of vegetable down, glaring at his friend.

“It wasn’t a date, she needed help.. with something.”

Jay sneers, leaning back with flex his biceps over his chest. “What about you?” He turns toward you, eyebrows raised inquisitively. “Single? Playing the field? Desperately seeking an Alpha on mate match?”

“Jay.” Heeseung says sternly, watching your reaction from the corner of his eye, undeniably intrigued to know more himself.

“I guess I’m single.” You mumble, shaking your head. “No no, I mean— I’m very single.”

It’s more embarrassing to admit after noticing spots of red and purple decorating Heeseung’s collarbone with each slight movement he makes, but the contemplation to lie about your relationship status quickly gets shoved aside by the thought of getting caught. The idea of your gorgeous former step-brother, childhood crush, new roommate- whatever he is now, discovering you made up an entire nonexistent Alpha to keep up some facade in front of him would only humiliate you further.

“What about you guys??” You cough, eager to move the attention away from your lack of a love life.

“Single as a pringle.” Jay smiles, adding a wink.

“Who says that?” You grimace, squirming under his continuous cheesy come ons.

Heeseung clears his throat, tugging the hood around his neck tighter. “Yeah, same.”

“Oh, so who’s Yujin?” The question comes out casually, stirring the rice around on your plate to form a circle. “Jay said something earlier..”

“Just a friend.”

“Yeah, I told you, it’s not serious.” Jay gets up, holding a palm out for you to high-five. “I gotta get ready for work, but it’s been great getting to know you. Welcome to the Alpha bachelor pad, roomie.”

Reluctantly you slap his hand, tugged forward by his fingers wrapping around yours with another playful raise of his eyebrows before he exits.

“Sorry about him.” Heeseung groans, shaking his head. “He’ll get used to you in a few weeks, he didn’t grow up around Omegas.”

“You didn’t either.”

Heeseung’s mouth opens, shutting again with a frown. “I guess you’re right.. but I mean..”

He trails off tongue-tied for a minute as memories flood back to the terrible years of puberty experienced by your side. Unruly hormones, acne, body hair, random growth spurts, and in your case- a menstrual cycle that caused you enough pain to cry curled up in your bed.

The first time he found you rolled into a fetal position with your face swollen from crying ripped through his chest, immediately sinking to his knees by your bed to comfort you and find out what you needed. A smile creeps onto his face remembering how often he’d find himself crawling into your bed everyday after, or vice versa.

“Hey, do you still have those nightmares?”

“Nightmares? Oh yeah, I do.. you remember that?”

“Of course I remember.” The Alpha leans over, pulling you in close with an arm around your shoulder. “You can still come to me, you know, if it’s hard to sleep.”

“Oh..”

“Like you used to.”

A lump forms in your throat at the reminder, easing into the warmth of his side with an uncomfortable smile. When neither of you had presented it was innocent enough to cuddle and hug through the night, scenting until you felt calm enough to fall asleep again.

At least that’s what you thought until the day you got caught and your mom had a long talk with you about ‘Alphas and Omegas’ aka ‘The Birds and The Bees’.

“Would that be okay?” You say apprehensively, turning to look at him. “If we.. did that now?”

Confusion paints Heeseung’s features, easily shrugging with a pouted lip. “I don’t see why not.”

Although every cell in your body says otherwise, you nod in agreement with a soft smile, curling further into his side. “I’ve really missed having you near by.”

“I’ve missed you so much pup.”

There’s always been something about the way Heeseung holds you, fully embraced as his hands(now much larger) slide up and down your back in a slow soothing manner. The way his face tucks into your neck and his nose rests against your scent gland. He’s always felt right, like a safe place to hide, like home.

Maybe that’s why you took up his offer and ended up standing outside of his bedroom door past 4 in the morning.

Nightmares have been a consistent part of your life since childhood. Most seemed to stem from anxiety, stress and emotions you had never been able to handle while awake that followed you through sleep and haunted your dreams. Sleep medication had become easy to use after numerous doctor visits that had you test out various methods, it wasn’t until the day Heeseung bundled up around you in bed that you finally got a good night of sleep without the aid of pills.

It’s not right for Alphas and Omegas to practice these types of activities unmated, but he’s single.. as are you. It’s not hurting anyone, yet.

Heeseung, still mostly asleep, welcomed you into his bed without hesitation. Effortlessly falling back into the same position he held in for years; except for one thing. Instead of laying his face between the crook of your neck, his nose nuzzled into your hair, cradling you close to his chest. Even as preteens he always carried a hint of earthy tone between the faded light scent of creamy milk. Taking deep breaths of the Alphas pajama shirt smashed down every button of relaxation in your system, eyes falling shut as the next breath passed from your lips.

“Wow,” he says sleepily against your hair. “Forgot how good this feels.”

Too good, you only wish you could say, lulled to sleep faster than you’ve been able to in a very long time.

And Heeseung’s a vision straight from your dreams to wake up besides, propped up on one elbow with a gentle smile. “Hungry?”

He says it’s not a problem, that he likes to cook, that he likes to cook for you. Scrambling eggs and shredding potatoes for the two of you with a please smiled. “How’d you sleep?”

Setting down a mug filled with hot coffee and a steaming hot plate of food, he sits by your side again, feeling extra clingy this morning.

“Amazing.” You say, blowing at the steam flowing up from the mug. “This is great, I’m sorry about last night, for disrupting your sleep.”

“Oh, don’t.” Heeseung motions to cut you off, stuffing his mouth full of food. “I don’t think I’ve slept that good in years, even my body feels great today.”

He goes on explaining how the basketball team’s chiropractor always has to work on the kinks in his neck and back, leading you to cup his nape with concern and massage at the stiff muscle.

“Good morning.” Jay mutters, trudging past you to the kitchen half-awake. “Well, not good morning, just needed water.” His eyes fall shut, head pressed to the coolness of the fridge as he refills the water bottle brought from his room.

“How was work?”

Jay grunts, his hair a mess from colliding straight to his bed instead of hopping in the shower after another long shift. “Were the tips good at least?”

“Very.” Jay blinks, standing up straight at the view he finds with a squint. “Uh..”

Oblivious to his judging eyes, you continue to knead at Heeseung’s shoulders and neck, pushing into his seat behind him with your thighs draped around his. “What about the two of you, have a good night?”

Heeseung shrugs, softly hissing as you work harder to massage a knot in his shoulder.

“Right, well..” Jay gulps down half of his water, observing how suspiciously close the two of you seem. “Going back to sleep, see ya.”

“What time does he usually get home?” You ask, smoothing down the Alphas arms with light squeezes.

“Really late.” Heeseung adjusts to sit near the end of the seat, forming more space between your bodies. Knowing his friend all too well. He didn’t miss Jay’s wary questioning look and confused wrinkles lining his forehead. “I should uh..” he gets up abruptly, picking up your breakfast plates. “Get going soon, practice today.”

“Oh okay!” Just like old times, you stand up to lay a kiss on his cheek and hug around his waist. “Good luck! And be careful.”

Heeseung shivers, swallowing down the itch growing up his throat. “Thanks pup.”

You knew over the next week that crawling your way back to the Alphas bed wasn’t the smartest thing to do, especially after daily phone calls with your mom choosing to omit that small detail. It’s not like it would end up happening night after night, except it did.

Every night you’d make your way to his bedroom again, even without the excuse of a nightmare you returned to lay your head on his chest, accepted and embraced each time.

Hanging out with Heeseung everyday had become routine, after you’d come home from work and he’d clean up after practice, you’d end up together in the living room eating whatever he cooked up for the two of you as Jay would pass through to dismiss himself for the evening and head to work.

In the back of your mind you knew the real reason you kept turning down your coworkers' invites to go out was to spend more time with Heeseung. Things felt normal again between the two of you, other than the guilty feeling you kicked aside time and time again whenever you’d wake up and stare at each other for a few minutes before making breakfast.

It wasn’t until your day off a few weeks later when you fell asleep on the couch after staying up recounting fun memories with the Alpha that you had another nightmare.

“Hey hey hey,” Heeseung rushed in from the kitchen, catching the sound of escalating whimpers and heavy breaths. Shaking your shoulders, he helps you to sit up, immediately searching your distressed face. “Bad dream?”

Without needing to explain, you fall into his arms and loop around his shoulders, hiding a whine in the material of his shirt. The clear sour scent of fear makes his nose twitch, cooing and repeating soft strokes up your back to calm you down. “It’s okay, I’m here now pup.”

“Alpha.” Feeling vulnerable after growing used to his presence, you turn to press against his scent gland, erupting shivers up his spine.

Heeseung’s chest tightens, heart pounding rapidly at the first drag along his throat, shaking under the deep inhale you take in that only seems to drain all of the anxiousness from your body. “That's a good puppy.” He manages to whisper, gathering your hair away from your neck just to look.

It’s one thing if you scent him, but as an Alpha he should know better than to take advantage of a vulnerable Omega..

As if you read his mind, you turn to rest your cheek against his shoulder, fully exposing the expanse of your throat and nodding. “It’s okay.”

Heeseung’s tongue feels heavy with thirst, blood boiling through his veins, an itch running up his chest. “Are you sure?”

“Please Alpha..”

He shouldn’t, he knows he shouldn’t, but every part of him wants to.

Dropping his face only an inch forward he takes a long inhale, hit hard by your scent this up close. A sweet thick blanket of warmth and sugar wraps around him, heavily laid on his shoulders pushing him forward more until his nose plants along your throat and he gets lost in a cloud of your scent.

It’s different now, much more different than when you were innocent kids. Heeseung can’t ignore the coil of heat rolling up his stomach, the heaviness building between his legs, and he especially can’t ignore the twitch that jolts his cock up.

“Woahhh.” Jay lets out an awkward laugh, backing away half awake, attempting to shield his bare chest. “Sorry dude, I didn’t know you had a girl ov—“

“Huh?”

“Oh what the..” Jay stumbles into the hallway opening, reaching to rub his eyes because he must be half asleep still. Blinking furiously, he refocuses, jaw dropping as he finds your confused gaze and Heeseung’s annoyed glare. “Oh..”

Heeseung coughs to break the cumbersome air beginning to fill the room, softly squeezing your sides as he shifts to silently maneuver you off of his lap.

“Sorry man.” Jay forces a smile, nodding as if to say he understands. “Thought you had a girl over, forgot about uhm..” trailing off he smirks at the frown drawing your lips down, shrugging apologetically.

Heeseung takes a swig from a water bottle, a sense of shame washing over him similar to the one your parents instilled years ago.

“..didn’t know scenting was a thing siblings still did as adults..” Jay continues, teetering an accusing tone. “As pups.. sure, maybe.”

“We’re not siblings.” Heeseung’s quick to correct, moving to stand and drop this conversation before it can even start. “You hungry?” He asks you with a lit up easy-going smile to keep you calm.

“Pancakes?” You say shyly, curling into the couch.

“Of course.” Winking, he motions for you to stay put and makes his way to the kitchen, brushing off his roommate’s suspicious commentary.

“Hmm, I could go for some pancakes too, you know.” Jay chides, following after him into the kitchen. “Especially after waking up to this..” he sniffs at the air, letting out a pleased sigh as he leans against the counter. “So sweet.”

Heeseung’s back tenses, neck muscles stiffening, and teeth clenching as he proceeds to move around in search of ingredients to whip up your favorite fluffy buttermilk pancakes.

“That’s crazy.” Jay hops onto the counter still in nothing but a pair of boxer briefs. “Her scent is so so sweet.. I wouldn’t be able to scent someone so casually like that..”

Heeseung goes on ignoring him, beginning to mix up flour with cream and turn on the stove to melt down the flavor of cinnamon sticks in sugary water.

Jay loudly sucks at the air behind him, savoring the hint of flavor teasing his tongue. “Probably don’t even need syrup for those pancakes, I bet she has the sweetest tastiest sli—“

“That’s enough.” Heeseung snaps around, growling between his teeth. “Do not fucking talk about her like that.”

Jay grins, hopping off the counter to stand before his friend, bare feet stomping across the kitchen floor arrogantly with arms crossed over his chest. “You know, when you said your step-sister would be crashing with us for a while..”

“She’s not my step-sister.” Heeseung says threateningly, as if to dare his roommate to say that one more time and see what happens.

“Yeah yeah, whatever, your parents separated.” Jay waves him off, pointing a finger at his face. “But, not by law, I mean technically speaking..”

“She’s not.” Heeseung rolls his eyes, turning back to stir the syrup, half distracted by the taste of your scent still wrapped around his tongue. “It’s not a big deal, she has bad dreams sometimes.”

Jay hums for him to continue, pulling out a bowl of strawberries to cut up for the pancakes.

“Scenting calms her down.” Heeseung says just above a whisper, eyes shifting to the side to find Jay’s. “I know it’s not common, since we’re not even really siblings and all..”

‘You can’t scent her! Do you even understand what an Omega carrying your scent around implies?! And not just any Omega, but your step-sister!’

His father proceeded to slap him across the head, lecturing him on the proper etiquette between Alpha and Omegas alike, disappointment riddling his tired features the more he unleashed on him after finding the two of you cooped up in bed drenched in each other's scents. ‘What’s the point of paying so much for you to attend that ridiculously priced academy if they don’t even bother to teach you this!’

Flinching at the memory, he looks away, scooping out the cinnamon sticks from the pot of thickened liquid. “I can’t say no to her, alright?” He says finally, pleading for his friend to drop it.

Jay chuckles, grabbing three plates to help more. “Oh believe me, I’ve noticed that.”

Assorting the pancakes as Heeseung passes them over, he shrugs, that explanation seems reasonable enough..

“But..”

Heeseung sighs, shutting off the stove with an annoyed huff. “What? Spit it out.”

“I won’t lie, the way you treat her confuses me.” Jay says, sliding open a drawer to grab forks. “Like, if she told you to grab the moon for her, I have no doubt in my mind that you’d figure it out..”

Scoffing, Heeseung flips him off playfully. “Don’t be ridiculous, she’s—“

“Not your sister.” Jay interrupts with an evil smirk. “She’s just some girl you cater to like a pathetic dog? I’ve never seen you like that, with anyone.”

Heeseung’s glare intensifies, hating that he’s making you a cup of coffee exactly the way you like it as his friend points this out.

“Don’t get me wrong dude but,” Jay laughs, head shaking. “You even rushed out to buy her menstrual pads and heat suppressors last week. Aren’t you a bit embarrassed?! An unmated Alpha out in public purchasing that type of stuff is..”

“It’s not that big of a deal.”

“It is.” Jay clicks his tongue, reaching to smack the others shoulder. “This is the longest pussy drought I’ve seen you in, fuck man. I was actually excited for you when I thought you were getting some just now.”

“I have a lot going on right now, that’s all.” He shrugs, ignoring the way his dick twitches as if to disagree. “Haven’t even realized that it’s been awhile.”

“Dude, come on.” Jay grumbles, making a disgusted face as Heeseung decorates your stack of pancakes with a happy face. “You are literally her bitch boy.”

Heeseung lets out a fake laugh, middle finger lifted once again. “It’s not like that, she’s—“

“Not your sister.” Jay cuts him off again, leaning in to pat his back and whisper. “But you know what she is? Pussy repellant.”

Grabbing his plate he grumbles under his breath about not wanting to join the two of you over the disgusting breakfast you will surely have. “Not trying to ruin my meal with you cutting up her food and feeding her like some baby.”

Heeseung sighs, glancing back and forth from his plate of boring somewhat flat and crispy pancakes compared to the perfectly shaped golden fluffy ones on your plate. He really does prioritize you, maybe a bit too much..

“Mmm smells sooo good!” You say breaking through his thoughts, coming up behind him to loop around his waist and kiss the back of his shoulder. “Thank you Alpha, you always know what to do to make me feel better.”

Heeseung’s cheeks warm, patting your hands locked over his stomach. “Anything for you pup.”

It’s always been anything for you, and as predicted here he is, cutting little squares through your stack of pancakes.

We should talk.

Heeseung keeps repeating those words in his head, unable to bring himself to say it as he softly pushes a forkful of fluffy syrup coated pancake past your lips.

But Jay has a point, of course he does. There’s been a part of him struggling to push away his dad’s shouts. The way he forced himself to create distance between the two of you to appease your parents.

Is it weird? This close bond you’ve always had even before presenting? Maybe it’s always been weird, because whether he’s acknowledged it or not, Heeseung likes you. A lot.

“Pup..”

“Hmm?”

Tell her. Either cut this off now or tell her the truth. Is it even the truth after suppressing these feelings for so many years?

He takes in your face, confused gaze and head tilted to one side waiting.

“I uh,“ he stammers, phone buzzing inside of his pocket like a bell to save him from confessing. “Oh.”

Yujin: ‘Come over, Gauel wants to hang out too.’

He skims the text quickly, mouth going dry knowing hanging out is really never just that. They’d joked about having a threesome enough times, even nearly going through with it last month if not for cops breaking up the party because of noise complaints.

“Hee?”

The Alpha nods, getting up without another look in your direction. “I’ll catch up with you later.”

“Oh, are you leaving?”

Heeseung affirms with a wave goodbye, patting your head on his way out of the room. “Don’t wait up.”

He can feel it, your confused hurt gaze burning into his retreating figure like a laser. Maybe it’s his own guilt, knowing he’s abandoning you to go get laid, but he needs to get away from you. Clear his head before he ends up doing, or saying, something crazy that could alienate you.

There’s not much to do with both Heeseung and Jay out, leaving you alone to wander around the complex. After using the gym and pool for some hours, you come back home noting three pairs of shoes by the front door; only recognizing the sneakers as Heeseung’s.

“Hee?” You ask softly, stepping down the hall and coming to a halt once the scent fully hits you.

For the most part the smell wretches you backward in disgust, covering your nose the second spicy citrus and amber meets your taste buds. Small remnants of earthy pine sprinkle between the muddled overly sweet and rusty stench, lulling you closer toward the Alphas bedroom. Close enough to pick up on the loud clash of skin meeting skin, high pitched moans, low powerful grunts and the rail of his bed crashing against the wall.

Heeseung’s sweet voice deeply reverberates past the cracks in the door, struggling between ragged breaths as flesh meeting palm grows louder. The obvious call of two Omegas pleading for more caves your chest in, searching for the wall behind you to hold yourself up and cover the cry that wants to pass from your lips.

There’s no way to even convince yourself it could be coming from Jay’s room with the obvious scent that’s been stuck to your clothing for weeks. It’s Heeseung’s grunts, moans, choked words and heavy breaths that radiate from the walls separating you. Pathetically your thighs rub together, squatting against the wall to suppress the urge to jam your hands between your legs. Heat builds with each second ticking by, biting down on your hand at the first hint of slick bubbling out of your core.

“Fucking sh—“ with strained muscles and gritted teeth you manuver further down the hall, struggling to take long steps with your knees locked together as you collapse at your door. “I can’t.” You curse, locking the door and making your way to the wall that connects your bedrooms.

‘Alpha, fuck daddy! you’re so fucking big.’

The shrill girlish tone rises bile up your throat, quickly swallowed down as you tune out the two unknown female voices and hone in on Heeseung alone.

It’s in between panted harsh inhales and loud grunts that you capture a strain in his vocals, croaked whines and exasperated sighs making it all too easy to shut your eyes and get lost in the Alphas pleasured cries.

Against your better conscience your hand follows the path down your stomach, pushing in past your bottoms in search of the dampness between your thighs. Heeseung doesn’t have to know you got off to his moans, to the sound of his cock sinking inside of two other girls.

With his scent still lingering on your clothes, you easily get lost in a fantasy. Eyes Falling shut as you dip in past your panties to drag two fingers between your slit, ear flush to the wall aching to feel his breath fan across your face, to push those pleasured whines out of him yourself.

‘Yeah, fuck me fuck me!’

The Alphas groans become erratic, coming out louder and faster the more he exerts himself; easy to imagine him sweating above you, hips ramming forward filling you up.

“God, fuck.” You bite, grinding the backs of your teeth the more your fingers sink in past your heat, rutting up needing more. Needing Heeseung.

It’s when he lets out a long shout, vocally whimpering, chords cracking as he undoubtedly releases. The image of his mouth hung open, neck thrown back, eyes rolled up and stomach muscles contracting tight has your hips jumping up, biting down on your hand as you shortly follow and cum with one last jab past your swelling cavern. “Oh my God..”

Regret and guilt make their way back around as your senses clear up and the fog filling your brain diminishes. Sitting up lazily just as the Alpha heads into a round 2, or who knows how many by now..

So much for ‘going out’, you think, getting up and wiping your wet fingers along your underwear before snatching a towel hanging from the back of your door, making a quick exit to take a shower.

“Woah!” Jay stumbles back, met by your shoulder slamming into his chest on your way out, just now getting home from wherever he’s been. “Not so fast there.”

“Sorry.” You mumble, trying to step around him until he circles your wrist and refuses to budge.

“Hey, what’s wro—“ the Alphas gaze widens, glancing from your hand trapped in his hold to Heeseung’s bedroom door. “Oh.”

“It’s not what you think!” You whisper in a panic, shimmying away from his grip to hide your hand under the towel.

Jay grins, taking a step back to lean against the wall and nod toward Heeseung’s bedroom. “Like what you hear?”

“No!” You hiss, peering back and forth worried the Alpha will exit his bedroom at any moment. “I just need to shower.”

“Hmm” stepping closer, he takes a deep inhale, eyes rolling up. “Oh, that’s new.”

“Stop it! You pervert.”

“Me?!” Jay squawk’s dramatically, adding extra effect with his jaw hanging to the floor. “No way you just rubbed one out to your step-brother getting his dick wet and have the audacity to call me a pervert!”

“Shut up! Oh my God! I did not!” Before your fist can pummel his chest, he snatches your wrist again, this time in a firm grip.

“What’s this?” He ducks, sniffing just above your fingers. “Fuck..”

“Stop!”

A noisy deep groan coming from Heeseung’s bedroom distracts the both of you enough to pull away before he can detain you any longer, glaring at him over your shoulder as you jog to the bathroom. “Don’t even think about telling him!”

Jay chuckles, licking at the roof of his mouth, still able to pick up traces of your sweet scent in the air. Muttering to himself as he heads for his bedroom. “I knew it.”

Embarrassment runs down the drain along with hot water that rinses away whatever guilt you had begun to feel. Sure, you shouldn’t have done that, and in all honesty if you hadn’t gotten caught you’d care a lot less..

Finally able to clear away lewd thoughts of Heeseung only seems to sink in the reality of what just happened.

It’s possible you’re more attracted to him than you’re supposed to be.. and you wonder why you even have these rules when it comes to him. Why you’ve dismissed any feelings beyond friendship in favor of not ruining a good thing. Who’s to say the Alpha shares any similar thoughts regardless..

Why would Heeseung bring home not only one but two Omegas to flaunt and rub in your face if he felt anything for you above a brother sister connection..

It’s not hard to avoid him come morning, simply locking your bedroom door and setting your phone on do not disturb. He gets the idea after lightly tapping at your door and receiving no response.

The original plan hadn’t been for Yujin and Gaeul to come over, but they insisted that his place would be best since their parents could come home at any hour without warning.

Heeseung thought it’d help him to get over whatever this is he’s been dealing with, this inner turmoil that he’s brushed aside for weeks. Yujin made a face of disgust when he showed up covered in your scent, provoking him with taunts and jokes about how he never lets her near his throat, let alone borrow any of his clothes during her heats.

‘Ooooh our Alpha must have found someone, good thing we’re getting this out of the way before we lose you for good to the mated life.’

‘It’s not like that.’

He brushed them off, refusing to explain more as he clawed through their clothing and stripped them down to nothing, silently picturing the way your lips parted open in the morning, softly breathing under the beams of sunlight passing between his curtains.

The sex wasn’t even that good.

Sure, he got off, but at one point Heeseung even questioned if any of this was real. Not helping when he opened his eyes and saw your face looking back at him before reaching to smack himself out of it.

After wrapping up some breakfast for you and writing a note he decides it’s for the best. Who knows what kind of rift this would create, if he ever actually admitted to having feelings in the first place..

He leaves without sending a text or mentioning where he’ll be. Not wanting Jay to rat him out again even though he’s only heading to Sunghoon’s place to hide out and avoid any possible awkward tenseness of showing up with a neck littered in hickeys again.

“What are you doing all alone?” Jay stumbles through the living room, running a hand through his messy head of hair with one eye squinted shut. “Where’s Hee?”

“Oh, he’s out.”

“Why didn’t you go with him?” He yawns, stumbling to sit on the couch beside you, smacking his cheek to wake up.

“He’s on a date, I think..”

“Oh!” Jay sits up, eyes fully opened now, coughing back his surprise. “Oh.”

“Yeah..”

“Right, that makes sense- why you’re here then…”

Awkward silence falls between the two of you, sighing as nothing but the sound of the clock ticking by resonates. “You have work?”

Jay roughs up his face, aggressively rubbing the sleep away. “Yeah, another late night.” He hums, rubbing over his chin. “You should come, I’ll get you on the list so you don’t have to pay.”

“To a club?” You snort, shaking your head. “Not my scene.”

“Oh come on,” he nudges your shoulder, cocking a brow. “You deserve a night of fun too.”

The implication behind his words has thoughts of Heeseung having fun racing through your head, sinking deeper into the couch with a frown. “What’s fun about going to a crowded club..”

“I promise I’ll make sure you have a good time.” Jay smiles softly, standing back up to down a protein shake before he has to get ready. “And if you don’t, I’ll owe you fifty bucks, or whatever.”

“You’ll owe me coffee and breakfast in the morning.” You suggest, getting up and eyeing Heeseung’s baggy sweater hanging off your torso. “What should I wear? How do people typically dress at these places?”

“Something short.” Jay says with a smirk. “Tight too, and low.” He hums, snapping his fingers. “I bet you look good in red, wear something red.”

He laughs at the way your nose scrunches in disgust, adding that he’ll text you the club's address on his way to the bathroom. “Take an Uber there, I’ll drive you back after I clock out.”

“What if I want to leave early?”

Jay winks, sticking his head out from the bathroom door. “I told you, you’ll have a good time. I guarantee it.”

The drive takes no longer than 20 minutes to reach your destination, meeting up later once the huge line of party goers has mostly been let inside other than a few stragglers and underage hopefuls clutching fake IDs. As the Alpha promised, you're let in through the VIP entrance without a problem, mostly struggling to pass through the throng of dancing bodies as you search for the bar.

Bleached styled up hair catches your eye, working your way deeper through the crowd until you reach the bar out of breath and force your way into a small spot between a bachelorette party. “Jay!”

He’s moving fast, spinning clear bottles of liquid and slamming them down on the bar with a cocky grin. Pouring a round of shots and receiving applause from a group of musclehead Alphas at the other end. Turning right as you call for him, he glances around fast and lights up upon finding your head shoved forward, arm waving out for him.

“You made it!” The Alpha hops over excited, shooting finger guns at you. “Let me guess, drink of choice, vodka rocks?”

“Oh, I—I don’t drink!” You have to shout above the music and bustling crowd, motioning ‘no’.

“Aww come on! It’s on me!” Smacking his hands together, he strokes his chin and eyes over the selection of alcohol before him. “I got it!”

“Seriously, it’s okay! I really don’t like alcohol!”

Jay snickers, showing off a green glass bottle with Hangul scripture and what appears to be a peach. “This is one of my personal favorite concoctions.”

He turns to raid a small fridge under the bar, tugging out a can of peach Milkis soda and a small bottle of Yakult. “So good, you won’t even know you’re drinking 10%. Just trust me on this one, yeah?”

He slides the light pink drink toward you, encouraging you to try it. Tempting as the cute alcoholic beverage he’s whipped up is, you still hesitate. “I don’t knowww…”

“Booo, hurry up and drink loser!” One of the drunk bachelorette’s by your side interjects, blowing her tongue at you. “Before I get your ass kicked out of here!”

Frowning, you glare at Jay for convincing you to come out and be around the types of animalistic people that evidently hang out at his place of work. “Fine! But if I spit this out, I’m aiming for you!”

The Alpha leans in closer, watching your eyes widen as the first drop meets your tongue and you eagerly take a large gulp. “Oh wow..”

“What did I tell you!” He laughs, scooping another cup of ice. “Drink up, you’ll have more fun the less comprehensible all of these people become.”

Unfortunately, Jay’s right, for the most part.

The drinks good, so good that by your third you’ve ended up near the end of the bar that’s sectioned off for employees to exit from, engulfed in a deep half slurred conversation with one of the security guys.

“So he’s your step-brother?” Soobin, that’s his name, asks with a confused scrunch between his eyebrows.

“No! He’s..” you frown, noisily sucking the last bits of your drink through a straw. “He’s just some guy!”

Jay smirks, tapping Soobin’s shoulder. “I’ll take it from here.”

“Good luck bro.”

The Alpha scoots into the space by your side, nodding at your empty cup. “Told you that you’d like it.”

“It’s great.” You hiccup, shaking your head. “I usually hate alcohol.”

“What can I say? I have a knack for this.”

“You really do!” Sitting up, you grab onto his bare upper arm, squeezing around his bicep. “I was watching you work, you looked so sexy!”

The music cuts right as you finish, drawing the attention of many nearby in your direction, snickering and giggling. “Did I?” Jay turns, smoothly holding on to your hip. “You wore red.”

He makes zero effort to hide his lowering gaze, bottom lip tucked in as he hums and rubs up to your waist, finishing with a squeeze. “This is what you’ve been hiding under all that clothes you steal from Heeseung’s closet huh?”

“Ugh, don’t bring him up, please.” You whine, stirring the melting ice cubes in your cup. “I was just starting to forget about him..”

Jay sees his opportunity, inching in closer to whisper near your ear. “Are you trying to forget?”

“I don’t know..”

“I can help you.” He ducks in closer until the tip of his nose lightly brushes along your cheekbone, sleek gaze locking with yours. “If you wanna forget about him tonight, I’m more than willing to help you out..”

Licks of heat lash up your chest, struggling to swallow as you force yourself to get away from him. “I have to use the bathroom.”

He watches you scramble to get away, lucky that the VIP wristband around your wrist leads you to the empty bathrooms guarded by security, all of them directing you that way when you appear lost and mutter ‘restrooms?’. Jay takes time to follow after you, laying his head against the door as he waits and listens.

He’s no fool, knowing good and well that whatever this thing is between you and Heeseung isn’t normal despite the facade you both seem to maintain. Waiting a few more minutes, he raps at the door lightly, dragging his knuckles down before reaching for the handle to allow himself in.

“Jay? What the hell, did you follow me?”

“Well, yes.” He laughs, locking the door behind him. “Of course I did, you’re all buzzed and sad, that’s the worst combination. It’d be irresponsible of me to let you roam around this place alone looking all pretty and vulnerable.”

“I’m not that drunk..” you sigh, sitting on the bathroom countertop. “This club's real fancy.”

“That’s just ‘cause you’re in the VIP area dollface. It gets pretty nasty out there.”

“Oh right, that explains the empty bathroom that smells nothing like throw up and regret..”

Jay settles by your side again, bumping his shoulder against yours. “You know, running away from this Heeseung thing isn’t the way to get over him.”

Guffawing, you roll your eyes, nervously pushing your hair behind your ear. “There’s no Heeseung thing.”

“Yes there is. I wasn’t born yesterday. Not to mention, your scent sweetens up even more whenever I mention him.”

“Really?” You grunt, hitting your head back on the mirror. “You must think I’m pathetic after last night..”

“Oh, the whole touching yourself while he fucked other girls?” Jay cocks an eyebrow, moving to stand between your thighs. “Actually, I’ve been thinking about that..”

His palms find your knees, thumbs stroking over the insides of your thighs. “I had an inkling you weren’t as innocent as you like to act. The whole crushing on your step-brother and sneaking into his bedroom—“

“I don’t have a crush on him!”

“Whatever, you wanna fuck him- or well, you want him to fuck you.” The Alpha grins knowingly, slowly inching up to the middle of your thigh. “You want him to fuck you so bad you’re even getting off to the thought of it. The smell of slick still on your fingers last night..”

“It’s not that, I just—“

“You wanna fuck him.”

“I..” you pause, distracted by the heat radiating from his skin, the way his fingers knead and dig into the meat of your thighs. “Maybe.”

Jay nods, stepping closer until his groin meets the ledge of the counter, focused on the tips of his fingers disappearing beneath your dress. “But you can’t, so you want to get over him, right?”

“I don’t know how..”

“You know, you can’t get over him,” the Alpha hums softly, hands fully hidden under the material of your dress, teasing at the straps of your panties. “Until you get under someone else.”

“God, you’re cheesy.”

Jays chuckles, snapping the material over your hips. “But am I wrong? You really want to continue moping around trying to avoid him for who knows how much longer, until you can afford to move?”

Throughout convincing you to give in and cave, he continues to play with the lacey material of your panties, easing down into a squat until his face is at level with your thighs. “Don’t forget, if you don’t have fun tonight I owe you coffee.” The Alpha winks, resting his cheek against your thigh.

“Is this your idea of fun?”

“Do you wanna find out?”

Your Omega naturally screams, practically thrashes inside of you shouting at the top of her lungs YES, A THOUSAND TIMES YES; but your chest aches as you sink against the mirror and part your legs open to invite him in.

Jay was right about the drink, and he’s right about this. You can’t let whatever this is control your life, this obsession with Heeseung. Not after all these years you’ve spent trying to get over him, landing yourself in the beds of other Alphas.

“Show me.”

The smile plastered on Jay’s face never seems to disappear, hiking your dress up to your waist to fully take in the seat of your underwear molded to your cunt. He sucks in a deep breath, slurping at the taste of sweetness filling the air this close to your heat.

“I don’t know how he controls himself around you.” Jay says under his breath, too quiet for you to catch. Tucking his fingers inside the waistband of your underwear, he eases them down your hips slowly, gently peeling the fabric clinging to your middle away. His jaw parts open with each new reveal of skin, salivating by the time he coaxes your panties off and has the perfect close up view of your glistening wet folds.

The Alpha stares right at your freshly exposed smooth cunt, shooting shivers through your limbs under his full attention, his gaze unwavering from where slick pours freely past your clenching hole. “Such a pretty pussy..”

“Jay..”

“Shh shh, I wanna eat you out, can I? Can I taste your sweet little cunt?”

Blood rushes to your ears, feeling more desperate to give him whatever he wants. He seems hesitant to do anything more than stare until you whimper and nod, reaching to grip a chunk of his hair between your digits. “Please.”

“Don’t have to tell me twice sweetheart.”

He surges forward, lips wrapping around your clit as his palm lays flat against your inner thigh to open you up more, his free hand sneaking below his chin to brush a thumb down the center of your folds. Thick slick trickles down to his wrist, tongue making quick movement to build up a frenzy of heat from between legs to your throat.

Tracing his fingers through your swelling folds, his thumb taps at your entrance to draw more slick out, coercing it down past the dip between your ass. The Alphas tongue continuously laps at your bundle of nerves, wetly slipping around hitting each dip and crevice. He groans against your heat, stroking up and down, the bridge of his straight nose beaming at this angle, face buried between your legs. “Fuck, Jay..”

Grunting, he slaps under your thigh, scooping it up to push your leg higher and stretch your pussy lips open. “You always get this wet?” He says, pressing kisses up and down your parted folds. “Or am I just that good?”

“Ugh, you’re so—ah, fuck!” A firm lick right over your swollen bud cuts you off, hips tilting up against the pressure seeking more. “Yes, yes, so wet.”

“Yeah,” Jay affirms confidently, dipping two digits near your entrance just to tease. “That’s it. That’s what I want.”

He presses down slowly, fingertips applying pressure against your hole. “Bet it’s nice and tight.” Cursing, he gently eases in, instantaneously feeling the clamp of your cunt around his digits. “So tight and still you need something bigger..”

The Alphas lips find their way back to your clit, egged on by your fist pulling roughly at his hair. Two fingers begin to stroke inside of you following the pace of his tongue, licking pointed and hard at your stiffened bud.

Pressure builds and builds the further he reaches, fingers curling in deep applying a pressure inside that matches up with the same his tongue applies. Moans drip from your lips, struggling to not squirm down and rock your heat against his face until he’s unable to even breathe. “Alpha, I’m close—“

“Yeah? Fucking give it to me then.” Jay’s voice comes out rough, choking on the slick he laps up from his palm, tongue tracing around his digits stretching you open. “Let go for me baby.”

“Ah!” Ruining the Alphas styled hair, you pull his tendrils through your balled fist, legs shaking around him as pleasure courses through your limbs and Jay doesn’t let up on your clit, sucking your nerves until you shout and arch off the mirror; body shuddering as orgasm washes over you.

He doesn’t give you much time to savor the fervent sensation, fast to stand up and hoist your other thigh up for both of your feet to be set on the counter. Digits still buried inside as he leans in and captures your lips in a fierce kiss. “Can you squirt?”

Still too sensitive and disoriented, your head rolls, gasping for air. “What?”

“Doesn’t matter.” The Alpha presses under your navel, thumb swiping your bundles of nerves as he stays buried deep. “Gonna make you squirt, you’re so god damn swollen inside..”

“Alpha.. s’too—I can’t yet.”

He grunts, the tendons lining his forearm flexing with each thrust jamming through your heat, laying more pressure above your mound until you squirm and nearly lose your balance. “Can feel you squeezing around me..”

Jay lets out a string of curses, licking across your upper lip. “So deep, does it hurt, baby?”

“N-no, feel—“ it’s hard to explain anything the more your head spins, tummy tightening up, pussy clenched around his fingers. Everything feels too good, curled deep inside your soaked pussy. The sound emitting from between your legs has you turning away to hide your face, only for a growl to rumble up Jay’s chest as he presses in and licks up your cheek.

“Feels good, yeah? You hear that?”

It’s loud, the gushing sound of your arousal flicked around inside, fingers firmly dragging through your heat. He knows you're almost there, still coming down from your previous orgasm as he beckons the next to appear. “Come on.” He fucks in harder, wet fingers thrusting in and out squelching embarrassingly loud through the room.

“Al-alpha!” His thumb slams down, applying harsh pressure to your swollen clit, rubbing wet circles along with his relentless fingers.

“God, what a sensitive little pussy, can’t wait to fuck my cock nice and deep—“

“Ah, fuck!”

A strong burst of fluid splashes out around his digits, the stream forceful enough to nearly push him out as he stops to watch your hole convulse around his digits. Easing himself free to watch another spray of clear liquid exit without his fingers to obstruct the power behind your squirt. “Fuck.” Jay licks at his lips, sucking saliva that's gathered around his tongue. “So fucking hot..”

He pats between your thighs, making your tired eyes flutter open and jump back to protect your over sensitive core; still trembling and jolting from the aftershocks as you reach down to push him away and cover yourself.

The Alphas forehead wrinkles, reaching to unzip himself. “Think you can do it again?” He hisses, tapping the ball of his shoe on the puddle that’s formed on the floor underneath your. “Fuck.”

“I-I dunno..”

“I’ll take you home,” tugging himself free, he grips around the base of his length, teeth clenched together. “Just need a little preview..” his free hand traps your wrists, unveiling your cunt as he slams your hand against your stomach and strokes his shaft, stopping under the tip. “Just a little bit—“

Jay groans, neck dropping to one side as he runs the tip of his cock between your wet puffy folds. It’s not enough to satiate his Alpha, but it’s enough to quell the dire need to stuff you full to the brim, for now.

“Unnghh..”

“You can take it.” He teases at your entrance, prodding in his slit coated with slick and precum to feel how hot and tight you actually are. “Already stretched you open and you still can’t fit me in there, fuck.”

Jay mocks you further by poking an inch in, eyes rolling shut at how tight you actually are, clamped firmly around him. “Need to fuck you, feel you cum around my cock.” Drawing back, he slaps his length down repeatedly, making your hips jerk up. “But not like this.”

It’s excruciating to tuck himself away, to fix your dress and somehow get to his car. The drive even more painful as you slink across the center and suck on his jawline, cupping and kneading his crotch.

“Fuck, you’re gonna make me crash.”

The Alphas back on you as soon as you enter the elevator, tongue sliding in past your lips to find yours, palms massaging up the backs of your thighs to cup and squeeze your ass. “You feel so fucking good.” As soon as you exit it’s even harder to open the door, refusing to unlatch for a minute to find his keycard, he pats around, lapping at the corners of your mouth.

One hard squeeze around his groin has him pulling away, eyes wrinkling shut as he nods rapidly and finally opens the door to shove you inside, going straight for his bedroom.

“Present.”

Of course the Alpha expects you to be a little docile Omega, get down on your knees and shove your ass up in the air to expose both of your holes for him. Fingers snap you out of thought, stripping out of your dress before turning around to climb onto his bed.

Jay lets out a sound of approval, following you to run his nails down from your waist to right above the swell of your ass. “Down right pretty everywhere, what a tasty Omega you are.”

Sucking spit between his teeth, he works fast to remove his clothes and stand behind you, cupping your hips to shake your ass. He’d ask if you’re ready, if not for how painfully his balls throb, heavy with need and begging for release. “Go lower for me.” A weighty palm soothes down your spine, pushing at the center of your back. “Yeah, like that, so good for me. Listening so good.”

The Alphas length twitches, slit covered with a mess of precum. Keeping you held in position with his commanding hold, he wraps around his shaft, bouncing the weight of his girth to relieve some of the ache. He knows he has to go slow and not risk the chance of cumming too fast, wanting to draw this out as long as he can after waiting for so long tonight.

“Don’t wanna hurt you..” he murmurs, lining the tip of his size up with your hole. The same wide blunt pressure from earlier returning, stinging as he pushes in only an inch. “But I might.”

The Alpha rumbles behind you, increasing the pressure as his cock begins to glide in and really stretch you, nothing only two of his fingers could have properly prepared you for.

“Ah!”

“You’re opening up so good..”

His flattery softens to blow of each new passing inch, flooding heat through your stomach and sparks of arousal. The sharp sting of the thick part of his girth breaching past your resistance lodges your breath, scrambling to grab onto some of his bedding as your eyes shoot open in shock.

Jay’s not just average big, he’s big. The thickness and how he stretches you wide feels new even. Sharp stinging sensation rushing tears to your eyes as you gasp and squeeze them shut.

“Feel so full don’t you?” He pants, slapping his palms down on your ass with a growl. “Too big for your innocent sweet ass.” He says between an exerted grunt, penetrating halfway before he draws out to the tip and gawks at the amount of slick that chases after him. “Fucking hell.”

The Alpha loses it from there, straddling the backs of your thighs with a fierce grip on your waist. Thick cock prodding at your opening once more before he fully presses against the tiny opening and thrusts in even deeper. “Fuck fuck!”

“Alpha!” You scurry to gather the blanket under you, bundling it up under your throat to scream into.

“Taking my cock so so so good.” Jay manages to keep you pinned down, beginning to push in past your resistance as your body relaxes and invites him in. He moves to grip the fold right under your lower back where your ass begins to curve, roughly sinking the tips of his fingers in. “You know why?” He says between licking saliva pooling at the corners of his lips. “Cause you’re made for this, just born to take cock.”

Hips press right up to your ass when he finishes speaking, finally burying every painful inch of his fat girth inside of you. The Alpha relishes in the tight heat, neck thrown back listening to the sobs you try to muffle, the wet trickle of slick bubbling out around his size.

Heeseung really has no clue what he’s missing out on.

Jay thinks, rolling his hips in experimental thrusts, testing out just how far he can stretch your insides. The wet sound emitting between your connected lower halves only grows louder, digging your face deeper into his bedding to not shout out from the pleasure beginning to take over. “Fuck.”

He leans over your back, sweaty chest heavily laid against your spine, brushing your hair to one side to belt your nape, fingertips tapping along the sides of your throat. “Are you forgetting yet?” He asks in a low rasp, snapping forward even harder, ass clapping back against his hip bones.

It’s torturous how slow he moves, angling his length to press against every side of your walls until you go lax beneath him and he’s able to pull out halfway without the vacuum seal of your cunt gripped around him. “That’s right, let go for me.”

He huffs, breathless and rough, throat tight with arousal. “Tell me how good it feels, how good my fucking cock feels inside this hot wet pussy.”

Jay hums, rutting against your ass with more force, adding strength behind each slam of his hips. The motion has your knees spreading further along the bed, pushing your thighs into a near split as he keeps the back of your neck trapped in place and builds up to a brutal pace. “Are you listening?” He sneers, landing a weighted slap across your ass. “How’s it feel baby? Come on, I wanna hear it.”

Putting emphasis behind his words, he grinds in deep only for you to hear each wet gushing sound, just to hear how wet you are, how you can’t stop leaking around his size.

“J-jay—Alpha!” It’s near impossible to brace yourself for the next thrust, landing belly flat on his bed with your eyes squeezed shut. “S’too big! You’re too big Alpha, p-please!”

“What are you even begging for?” He snarls, stradling your hips for better leverage to lean over and wrap your throat up in his biceps. “Please Alpha, please—“ he mocks, groaning against your ear. Falling into a faster speed, fucking you right into the bed, slamming the headboard loudly with each drop of his hips pummeling your ass.

“Please, your co-cock feels soo..” so deep, reaching your cervix, so full and gaped, so mind numbingly euphoric. Scratching at his sheets, your feet kick under unyielding weight crashing down. “So good!”

“I know,” he coo’s, arching your spine up to put you in a proper chokehold, biceps rippling around you. “Bet you can’t even take my knot.”

With his lips pressed to your ear, he smirks, coaxing your release as he sucks your earlobe, tongue flicking. “Will you cum for me? Cum for Alpha.”

Muscle tightens around your throat, choking any response you could give, tongue hanging out drooling onto the sheets, moaning and wailing. He grips your chin, twisting your neck to the side to lavv at your tongue, sucking at your bottom lip. “Cum for me, squeeze my cock baby.”

That’s enough to push you over once again, eyes rolling back leaving nothing but whites behind. Breath gets stuck in your chest, limbs fluttering out as heat boils over and spills down between your thighs, sucking around the length continuing to work in and out past your orgasm. The Alpha growls, pulling out to the tip and aiming to seethe his cock in to the brim, exerting extra effort to fill you up through your release. Slick spurts around his size, leaking down to the bed creating a large wet patch below your hips.

Jay’s thrusts turn sloppy, arms loosening around your neck. “So. Fucking. Tight.” With gritted teeth he pulls out, cock landing wet and hard against your lower back. “Came so much,” he mutters, swiping three fingers between your thighs to slap your ass with. Make you feel all the slick that hasn’t stopped dripping out. “Came so much for me.”

Pushing back he settles over your thighs, wet cock slotted between your buttcheeks as he begins to rut forward and slaps his palms down on your upper back. “G-gonna cum, mark you with my cum.”

Slick guides the way, freely rolling his hips back and forth watching his length glide between your ass. The sound of wet and fleshy meat bouncing shoots jolts of heat up your chest, biting down on the blanket to control your moans as Jay lets out a loud growl and ruts against your faster.

“Ah—s-shit!” He stammers, jerking forward and grabbing his cock roughly to smack down on the pert roundness of your ass. Screaming through clenched teeth as the first string of cum shoots out forcefully, quickly warming up your lower back with a pool of cum.

Only ragged breath plays around the room after, squirming under him to move. The Alpha falls to your side, breathily mumbling curses and running a hand over his face. “Fuck, that was great.”

It was great, and yet your mind immediately races back to Heeseung. It would have been even better with him, more personal, more than just another one night stand..

Remorse quickly settles as soon as you hear Jay snoring, careful to remove yourself from his bed and tiptoe around to grab your items. The desperate need to shower and rid yourself of the Alphas scent and scrub his now drying cum has you sneaking out of his bedroom, clicking the door shut as quietly as possible.

Quietly enough for Heeseung to miss his chance to hide, half struck by pain and anger where he stands; wet eyes catching you off guard when you turn toward the bathroom.

“Hee?!”

Your voice pulls him out of the trance, blinking back tears and shaking his head. “Hee, when did you—“

He steps back when you move closer, walking fast to his room to shut the door in your face. “Hee, wait! It’s not—“ you start out of breath, shoving your way inside his room before he can shut the door. “It’s— why the fuck are you upset!”

Covering your mouth shocked by your explosive anger, you move away to apologize, continuing to cover your mouth. Why should you apologize?

Heeseung turns, the wet tears rimming his eyes long gone, blinking furiously. “I leave you alone for one day and you go fuck Jay? Are you that easy?”

“What?!”

“I heard you!” He spits, trudging closer to pinch your dress. “What the fuck is this? Since when did you become such a slut?”

“Fuck you!” Anger boils over, sending you forward to push at his chest. “Don’t talk to me like that!”

“I’m talking to you the way you deserve! Letting some guy like Jay fuck you?!”

“He’s your friend! And he’s nice to me, and he wants to fuck me!” You have to bite down on your tongue to not add in ‘unlike you’, digging your fingers into his pecs. “Why do you care anyway, aren’t you busy fucking Hyungjin or whatever! Stay out of my business!”

“You are my business.” Heeseung grabs your hands, crushing your fingers tight enough to hurt. “Your mom didn’t send you to live here with me just so you can go act like some whore, fucking any Alpha that gives you the slightest bit of attention!”

“My mom likes Jay!” You snap back, hissing when he grips your hand harder. “Let go of me, you’re being an asshole!”

“I can’t believe you’d just—“ he speaks frantically, blinking away the sting returning to the backs of his eyes. “You’re too good for him, you should be with someone like,” he stutters, sighing. “Like—“

“What?! Like you!”

Heeseung lets go of you to run his hands over his face, throwing his head back. “Yes! You should be with me! You should be with me.”

He repeats to make sure he actually said it, tongue burning as if he just dunked it in a bucket of acid. Saliva flees his throat when he needs it the most, taking a heavy gulp as he finds your confused stunned expression. “I mean, someone who cares about you.”

“You think I should be with someone like you?” You ask brazenly, invading his space, chest pressed just under his. “Someone who’s too cowardly to even own up to his feelings? Someone who can’t even look me in the eye and tell me that you like me?”

Heeseung’s lips twitch, fingers thrumming at his sides, balling in and out of stiff fists. He glares back at you, beginning to shake. “I take it back. You do deserve a fuck boy like Jay who won’t even care when you cry. Who will pick his friends over you, won’t even check on you when you get sick—“

“Fuck you Hee, stop using him as an excuse for why you haven’t ever done shit!”

“And what am I supposed to do?!” Heeseung towers over you, unknowingly directing you back to press against his bedroom wall. Anger seeps between his words, as he leans in and whispers. “You think you can just go fuck one of my friends and get your way?”

“No, I— you can’t do this! This is your fault!”

“Bullshit!” The Alphas deep rasp sends shivers up your spine. Unfamiliar with this side of him even after all these years. He’s never once used his Alpha voice on you, never had to, never felt the need to. It’s impossible to not cower away and hide your face, instinctive fear wobbles up to your mouth, sensing tears ready to escape.

“Fuck you.. you are the asshole.” You whimper, weakly pushing fist at his stomach for space. “It’s your fault for never..”

“Say it, come on.”

“No. You’re being mean.”

Heeseung scoffs, moving you away from the wall toward his bed and tapping your chin. “For never pissing off our parents and trying to fuck you myself? Is that what you want to hear? That I’m too much of a pussy to deal with the consequences if we got caught?”

“I didn’t say that.”

“Yeah. We both know what this is about.” He sits down, nodding for you to sit on his lap just as you had the other day before Jay interrupted, stretching his neck to one side. “Come here.”

“It’s not Jay’s fault.” You murmur quietly, settling down to sit on his thighs. Immediately tempted to hide your face in the crook of his neck. “You left me, and—“

Heeseung shushes you, pushing the back of your head to encourage you to scent him. Calm floats around you the second your nose runs across his skin, taking in a soft inhale of the Alphas scent that clings to the back of your tongue, suffocating your tonsils with each breath.

It’s fleeting for the Alpha, unconsciously burying his fingers deeper into your hair as the sound of your moans melded with Jay’s replay. It’s not until you squirm in discomfort that he stops and realizes, prying his grip away and clearing his throat. “Better?”

“I guess..” you sniffle, digging your palms against his shoulders. “Apologize for being mean to me.”

Heeseung sighs, biting at one side of his tongue annoyed. “You want me to apologize? Fine.” Wrapping around your waist, he moves to stand and turn around to lay you down beneath him, eyes bouncing across your confused pout. “I’m sorry.”

A small smile lifts the corner of his lip, reaching for the straps of your dress as he bends in closer to whisper. “I’m sorry that I didn’t fuck you sooner.”

He wastes no time to pull the material off your skin, pausing only to finally get a look at all of you, every inch of you. “I really- I should have fucked you before him.. can’t believe he got to see you like this.”

Heeseung tries to ignore how angry that makes him, knowing that Jay probably kissed and licked all over your beautiful body, dug his unworthy fingers into your flesh. He shakes the thought away, tossing the dress aside to run his hands down your thighs and roam lower.

“Alpha.. I’m sorry, I wanted you..”

He hisses, tickling down toward your core to spread apart the fleshy skin hiding your wet labia folds. “Yeah? You wanted me? How long?”

“Always, since before we even.. since before we even knew each other.” You hiccup, arching up slightly as his thumb grazes over your still sensitive nub. “Always wanted to be yours.”

“Me too.” Heeseung nods, licking his upper lip. “You’ve always been mine, whether or not I could do anything about it..”

“You can now..” you say shyly, angling your hips up to allow him a better view.

“Did you let him eat your pretty pussy?” His throat tightens, thumb venturing lower between your chubbed folds, stopping right before your entrance. “Did he make you cum?”

“Yes Alpha..”

Heeseung considers how many times Jay could have made you reach release, tracing around your tight ring of muscle confidently, knowing he’ll make you cum more. He’ll make your legs shake, make you lose your mind, drag his tongue through every little crevice. He won’t stop until you have absolutely nothing left, even when you beg and cry; even when you try to get away and whimper that you can’t.

“Of course he did.” Licking at the backs of his teeth, he moves back to sit, nodding. “You want me, right?”

“Yes..”

“Show me then, show me that you’re a worthy Omega for me.”

“What do you want me to do?”

“You’re not that dumb pup,” biting down on his lip, he tickles up your thigh. “You came for Jay?” There’s irritation laced in his tone, tilting his head condescendingly.

Heeseung’s clearly not going to make this easy, as if he’s so innocent. It’s with another tap against your hip that you sit up and return to sit on his lap, pouting when he cups your face and strokes your cheeks. “I don’t like being mean to you..”

That’s the thing, he’s never been anything more than perfect. That’s why this has always been an underlying fear, changing the dynamics of your relationship. “But I’m hurt..”

“I am too!” You sigh, slumping against him. “You didn’t have to fuck two girls right here where I could hear everything.”

The Alpha pushes your cheeks up, thumb brushing your bottom lip. “I’m sorry about that, and for snapping at you.”

Nodding, you ease around his shoulders, kissing up the column of his throat.

“..and you, are you sorry?” Heeseung whispers, not wanting to ask but sensing his annoyance heighten the longer you fail to grace him with a response.

“Well. No.” Sitting up, you shrug and knead his shoulders. “That was a dick move Hee!”

“You’re not sorry that you fucked my friend?!” The anger he’d been trying to control spills over, clutching your waist to keep you held in place. “You can’t be serious!”

“Don’t yell at me like that! I stand by my point. I can fuck whoever I want until you do something about it.”

Blood rushes to the Alphas ears, digging his nails into the flesh lining your waist. “Do something..” he repeats quietly, lip twitching. “I’ll do something.”

A deep roar passes from his chest, hoisting your ass down to rut your core along the large bulge formed between his hips. The friction makes you hiss initially, especially with how roughly he maneuvers you. “I know how Jay fucks, he’s not nice.” Heeseung sneers, circling your waist with one arm to capture your jaw, digits digging into your cheeks. “You let him knot you too?”

“N-no Alpha..”

He nods in approval, jackhammering up to crush your cunt against his covered groin, teeth grinding from the wetness seeping past the material of his pants. “Did he cum inside of you?” Heeseung asks in a serious low tone, chin tilted in, furious gaze concentrating to make sure you’re not lying.

“No, he didn’t! I swear.”

That seems to satisfy him, fingers patting your cheek as he controls your lower half and moves you back and forth by the waist, pants now soaked with your slick. “You’re just insatiable aren’t you? Dripping down my thighs like a slut.”

“Ugh—no, n-not a slut.”

Shaking his head and tightening his hold, he grins, tongue clicking. “Tskk, who do you think I am? I know you, rubbing your ass against me in your sleep. Crawling to my bed the last few weeks in nothing but a small pair of underwear. Leaving your sweet scent all over my clothes, you think I was born yesterday?”

“I didn’t.. on purpose..” Heeseung’s still too coherent, too in control for you to have this conversation properly. So what if you did all of those things, it’s not like he’s in the clear; not like you didn’t wake up multiple times with his morning wood jammed against your ass. “Hee, ugh, I c-can’t, hurts.. sensitive.”

“Yeah? Bet you are after taking that monster,” he mumbles, irritation spiking as he holds you closer to slap your ass. “Surprised you can even walk still.”

Releasing your jaw, he wraps around your shoulders, lifting his ass off the bed to roll your cunt against his crotch, groaning and biting down on your collarbone. “Fuck, how are you so god damn wet.”

The sound of damp cloth floats up from under your heat, making a huge mess of his pants with each rough stroke against your swollen bud. “A-ah! I’m cum—“

Heeseung halts, biting down hard on the juncture between your neck and chest, stopping all movement before you can hit climax. “No you’re not. Not yet.”

He kisses you, stealing away the whine you’re ready to let out. Every ounce of calm and patience he’s been trying to keep up snaps, licking past the seam of your lip’s ferociously. It’s harder for you to not grind down, desperate to cum; not being able to has your Omega wailing. Clutching at his shoulders pilantly, caught off guard as he hoists you up and picks you up like nothing.

“Alpha!”

Large palms smooth up from your thighs to your ass, gripping and digging, adding a few slaps before setting your feet down and shoving your back to the wall. Heeseung snatches your lips again, taking full control of the kiss, savoring every new taste he finds licking through your mouth. Teeth clink together the sloppier it gets, drool passing down your chins, scrambling to remove his ruined pants until he swats your hands away and shakes his head, biting down on your lip. Teeth burying into the plush soft meat, hands roaming your body to feel up all your curves, spending extra time squishing your breasts as he teases your hungry tongue.

Fingers tickle down between your thighs, sucking on your tongue one last time before lowering onto his knees.

“Hee..”

“Need a taste.” He says roughly, palms wrapping around your legs to manhandle your thighs open. Sweet stickiness sticks to the rough of his mouth, salivating as he leans in and takes a deep breath. “So good puppy, always knew you’d smell so fucking good..”

A primal urge to mark up your thighs has him surging forward with an open mouth, lapping up the trickling mess of slick rivering free from your cunt. He growls, head shaking as soon as he latches onto the soft meaty flesh, teeth digging in enough to make you back arch, steal your breath. Slick drips faster, landing on his nose and chin the more he works to suck on the skin lining your inner thighs, nipping and taking bites just to feel your hips jerk out of fear. Fear that he’ll leave a mark that can last more than just a few weeks, fear that you’d let him..

Wet lips pop off only to take a deep breath before going back in, clenching your thighs around his face instinctively. Heeseung growls, slapping your hip and jerkily hauling your leg over his shoulder. “Get on me.”

“What?!”

“I said- get on me.” He commands, reaching to grasp your other thigh.

“No! You’ll drop me!”

The Alpha glares up between your legs, slapping your ass, taking matters into his own hands, literally. Fighting your resistance, he gets your thigh up on his shoulder, pressing your back against the wall harder. “Fuck, Hee!”

Without wasting another second he leans forward, tongue immediately burying in past your thick labia folds; aiming straight for your hole.

“Oh my God!” You stammer, reaching around you to grab onto something, more vulnerable and helpless in this position. Even with your back slipping up and down the wall you feel out of control, legs tightening like a vine around his shoulders.

Heeseung groans, wiggling past your muscle, slick covering the entirety of his face as his nose lodges up against your clit and he shakes ferociously. Worse than a starved dog, tongue lapping up the wetness coating your walls, sucking every drip down the back of his throat.

“Fuck, you taste too good.” He says out of breath, diving in for more. His tongue lavvs between your folds, cleaning up any of the slick that's gathered there. Slapping the sides of your thighs roughly, he groans and wraps around your bundle of nerves. Shoulders flexed to push you up higher and bounce your cunt against his face.

“Alpha! No no!”

With digits dug into your thighs he rocks your lower half down, leaving you no choice but to ride his tongue. Chest pumping up and down as you reach to pull on his hair and fear gets replaced with pleasure. His teeth graze your clit, tongue stiffened as he points the tip roughly to swipe your nerves side to side, melting your mind with jolts of numbness. “Ah, fuck!”

Gasping for breath he drops one of your legs, scooting closer on his knees to hold open your pussy lips and lick a fat stripe from your entrance to your clit over and over again until you pull at his scalp. “If—if you k-keep doing that—“

“Cum on my tongue,” he tuts, slapping your thigh again. “Cum down my fucking throat.”

“Shitshitshit—“ breaking into a scream, your fingers bury through his thick head of hair. Head shaking against the wall, brain failing the function when the Alphas tongue thrusts back inside of your heat. Wiggling his way back in as he reaches around to cup your ass, molding the fleshy meat between his fingers and shoving you forward to roll down on his tongue again.

“Oh fuck, Alpha—your tongues so,” shouting, you kick, foot slamming down on the floor. Hips gyrating against the weight of his wet tongue jamming in and out. “So deep, so deep inside!”

Heeseung grunts, pulling out to spit and lap your slick together creating a sloppy mess between your folds, tugging the sensitive flesh between his lips to suck on. The firm hold on your ass unrelenting even as he circles your clit again. More aggressive with his tongue; flicking up and down, rubbing back and forth. Jaw open wide to draw the entirety of your cunt inside of his mouth and suck harshly. He takes a long winded deep breath, returning to your hole to circle around; still sensitive and aching from being fucked so roughly, tongue rolling against the impending pulse of your release.

“Give me all that cum.” He growls, mouth wide as he buries back in and groans when your walls begin to pulse speedily around his tongue. The heat and slick flowing out filling his mouth and nose until he gags and has to pull out to breathe. Panting heavily, he pats your ass, forehead rolling against your hip. “That’s my good puppy.”

He spews a string of curses, wiping at the slick that's poured down his throat. Dragging wet fingers to his lips to suck on slowly, peering up at you on his knees akin to a bloodthirsty hound.

“Oh my God..” rubbing your thighs together, you squeeze tight to ignore the tremor that runs up from your toes. Shaking your head in disbelief as the Alpha stands up and smears the spit off his fingers across your parted lips. He grabs your waist, pulling you close for a kiss, swapping the spit blended slick with your tongue.

Heeseung licks all over your mouth, lapping down your chin fervently, licking up your jaw to your ear.

“Come here,” tugging your arms, he throws you back onto his bed, mounting the backs of your thighs before you can turn. Groping your ass as he adjusts you until your hips and stomach are laid on his thighs. Locked in place with an elbow set on your lower back. “Are you sorry now?”

“Huh?”

“Wrong answer.” The first land of his palm striking your ass has you jumping up, chest rising from the bed with a gasp.

“Hee?! What the fuck!”

“Shut up, don’t talk back to me like that.” Another slap hurdles down, clapping your tender skin roughly, repeating his question with another pinching slap. “I said- are you sorry now?”

“No!” Preparing yourself for the next hit, you clench your eyes shut, knees locked together. It never comes, opting to fist your hair and pull your neck back instead, leaning in to blow on your wet cheek.

“Not only a slut but a damn brat too?” He says in a deep rasp, flipping you down onto your back fast. The Alpha makes a quick movement, throwing one of your legs over his shoulder just before a loud smack resounds between your thighs, thrashing your hips upward as you begin to whimper and plead.

“No no!”

“This is what slutty disobedient brats deserve.” He grunts, repeating the motion, landing slap after slap between your thighs where you’re most sensitive. “Bet you could cum from this alone, look at this nasty pool of slick.” Using the leg on his shoulder, he lifts your ass up midair. Slapping your butt tauntingly, gaze burning over your core up close. “Fuck, you’re dripping.”

“Hee, Alpha please, please!” Throbbing pain shoots up your core. It’s all too much and yet not enough, more aroused than you’ve been all night. He sucks in a deep breath, entranced by your hole pulsing open, begging to be filled and fucked. “Want you! Want you! You, only you!”

Heeseung growls, bending closer to press a gentle kiss on your abused clit. “And?”

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry, okay?! Please!”

He smiles proudly, appeased enough to stop torturing you, for now. “That wasn’t hard, was it.” Finally peeling off his clothes, the Alpha pulls your knees to the edge of the bed, eyes stuck on your exasperated expression.

“Should I.. present?”

“No, stay just like this.”

“Oh..”

“I wanna see you, want everything.” Gripping the base of his length, he lays the shaft between your slit. Chest heaving up and down as he positions your thighs around his hips and takes time to run his palms up and down, testing out how every piece of smooth flesh and dip feels. “You’re perfect, perfect for me.”

“Fuck, Hee, don’t..”

“Don’t tell me what to do.” He says firmly, gripping your chin to look at him. “Keep those pretty eyes on me, want you to watch everything too.”

You’re more beautiful than he could've imagined under him, cock twitching as he takes in your blown out gaze, plump kiss bitten lips. “Want you to be mine finally, only mine.”

Breathlessly you nod, licking and sucking at his thumb pressing down on your bottom lip. “Make me yours, wanna be yours. I’ll be good for you Alpha.”

Heeseung gulps, swallowing the thick humid air carrying nothing but your sweet sweet aroused scent, already addicted to the taste. Licking at the corners of his mouth hungrily wishing for another taste until his cock jerks and breaks his suptor. “Good for me.” He repeats, hazy and drunk off the heat radiating from your skin. “Good for your Alpha.”

Gripping his heavy length, he strokes, thumbing at the swollen head with a hiss. The tip runs down between your folds, an eager moan sounding below as his dick parts open the swollen flesh surrounding your entrance.

If Jay was too big, Heeseung’s bulbous tip has your waist arching up in a panic, biting down on your lip nervously the more he teasingly pushes in only to feel the snap of your cunt around his cockhead. “So wet for me, get wet just like this for me?”

“Uh-huh” you nod lazily, more focused on controlling your breath and bracing yourself for the first inch.

“Why do you look so nervous, pup?” He coo’s, eyebrows furrowing. “Need cock in you that bad huh? Doesn’t even matter who it is.”

“N-no Alpha, only yours!”

A rumble rises up his throat, his Alpha shouting that you’re lying. You’ll take anyone's cock like a whore. He’ll fix that, make sure you listen well. “Yeah?”

“Yes! Want your cock! Please Hee.”

Kissing the backs of his teeth he nods, wanting to take it slow, let every inch passing through wash over him; but that’s not what you deserve. One second you’re empty, dreading and anticipating the painful stretch, stuffed to the brim before you can even take your next breath.

“Ah!”

Even with how wet you are it’s a struggle to accommodate his size, fists balling up and slamming down on the bed with trembling lips. The forceful thrust he nails you with has your back sliding up the blanket making Heeseung mount the bed on his knees for better control. It aches, burns, feels so good all at once, skyrocketing your senses into a chaotic frenzy.

“Fucking perfect.” He grunts above you, jaw hung loose in awe gazing at skin covering your mound throb over the sheer size of his cock filling you so wide and deep. He only takes a minute to admire the sight of his girth pushing your skin, lacking the willpower to stop himself from sliding in and out of your sopping wet cunt. As much as your walls squeeze around his size, and your inner muscles move against him; body begging for more and less creating new waves of friction around him, he can’t stop himself from seeking for more.

Skin slapping and splashing wet squelches resound, echoing louder than your pathetic moans and whimpers. “Wanted my cock?” Heeseung growls, pushing your thighs up to pretzel you in, leaving your feet dangling in the air with each ram of his hips.

“Yesyes!” You gurgle, drooling and grasping at anything your fingers can latch onto. “So good, feel so good touching you.”

Heeseung huffs loudly, astonished by how high he feels. How blazed and dizzy he’s becomes from your scent, fucking you harder to chase after more. Taunted by the thought that your release can only taste much sweeter when it’s thanks to his cock stuffing you full.

All you can do is cry, biting down on your own hand to stop a scream from ripping your vocal chords. The Alpha seems determined to carve a space out for his cock and his cock alone, driving inside deep with each pointed thrust. The commotion in your stomach builds and builds, stirred manically by each plunging thrust pounded into you. Slick gushes and pulses out around him, struggling for a second to move from how tight you grip around him.

“Holy shit, you came.” That only seems to make Heeseung want to fuck you more, break you down to nothing, make you useless for any other cock. His thrusts don’t cease, only picking up pace and crushing your limbs more until you’re completely limp and folded making it all too easy to glide in and out of your wetness.

Crying out from the overstimulation, you tremble, whimpering and weakly slapping at the bed.

“You’re leaking so much, such a good Omega.” He says in shock, an absurd amount of slick making each glide of his length even sloppier. Dripping out, smeared all over the backs of your thighs and ass.

Heeseung’s still so hard, you can’t imagine he’ll stop anytime soon. Obsessed with the way you tremble and gaze up drunkenly, tongue hung out just begging to have your mouth stuffed with cock. “Fuck, I lo—“

Choking on a sob he tucks his lips in to stop, nearly losing his mind as his balls pulse and he retracts the three words that nearly escaped him. Knowing he’s close and not ready to let go of your sweet cunt, he trembles and falls into an inhumane pace. “Cum for me again, let me feel that pussy suck around me one more time, puppy.”

The term of endearment makes your chest cave, eyes ablaze at his request, unable to even mumble that you can’t anymore. Too strung out and emptied after so many times, you’d swear you were in heat if not.

“You can,” Heeseung murmurs, sneaking a hand between your bodies to press down on your clit.

“Hee!” Tears pour down your cheeks heavily, salty and warm as they slip in past your lips. Cunt fucked raw and sore, leaving you with zero energy to do or say more other than let out wet sobs.

Pinching your bundle of nerves just right, he somehow coaxes another weak orgasm out of you, legs gone stiff as the rush of pleasure rips away the last of your coherency, brain dead of thought beyond cum and the earthy scent that’s taken over your mind.

“G-gonna knot you,” he chokes, the base of his cock already beginning to expand. “W-wanna see you—fall apart on my knot. Take all of it.”

“Alpha!” You shriek, scrambling to grab onto his arms, head tossed back as his knot begins to push in and stretch you out more than you thought was possible. “Ah—fuck, please! S’too much, too much for me!”

Heeseung tuts, hoisting your knees onto the crook of his arms, angling your hips up to penetrate deeper. “Take it, take it,” he spits, eyes stuck on your hole fighting against the stretch. “Fuck, you’re so good. Taking all of it.”

“Hee—“ wheezing, you come to a still, letting out a silent cry as hot water pours down from your head to your toes. Eyes rolled back lost in another world, the fullness pushing your body over the edge, hitting a new level of pleasure. “S’so full.”

Twisting your head side to side in a daze, you can’t believe how deep and full he feels, pushing your walls apart. Slick rains down past your ass, dripping down Heeseung’s thighs making a mess of his sack. “Fuckfuckfuck, gonna fill you up, fuck you full of cum.”

Warmth pools in your stomach, the tip of his length kissing your cervix, painting your insides with milky streams. It’s too much to keep inside, unable to leak at all with how fat the Alphas knot is, making your cunt burn and ache. Forming a protruding bulge under your navel, cum fills up the area, making your toes curl as you reach down and poke at it.

“Always wanted to do that.” Heeseung pants, collapsing forward to kiss you, knot pulling at your sore hole. He soothes the ache away with gentle pecks, cleaning the stains of tears away from your cheeks. “Give me like ten minutes for it to go down..”

Sniffling, you nod and let him trail kisses over every inch of your face, basking in the Alphas comforting attention and warm hands tracing up your back.

It takes longer for his knot to go down, not wanting to pull out yet. The longer you lay in exhausted silence, the more his mind clears, softly kissing to ease the burn as he slides out.

“Are you still mad at me?” Heeseung mumbles, littering kisses down your chewed up neck.

Sighing, you relax in his hold and snort. “Fuck me like that again and I’ll consider pretending we didn’t have to go through this to get here.”

“Yeah?” He grins, nipping at your jaw. “Ready?”

“Not right now you animal!” The Alpha laughs, throwing in an exaggerated snarl before mouthing at your throat again.

Clapping startles both of you, sitting up to find Jay leaned against the doorframe. “How predictable.”

“Get out of here.” Heeseung sits up more, baring his teeth.

“Pftt, you should be thanking me!” He struts in, crossing his arms. “If it wasn’t for me you two would still be pussyfooting around playing this woe is me shit for the next month.”

Heeseung chucks a pillow at him, snapping his fingers. “Get the hell out of my room.”

“Ungrateful,” the other Alpha says, clicking his tongue. “I expect some type of gratitude! More than just a thank you card!” Pausing at the door, he winks at you. “Hey, if this doesn’t work out—“

“Out!”

“Alright alright!”

Heeseung apologizes, pulling you to his chest, muscles relaxing as he takes a deep breath of your scent. “Sorry about him.”

“He’s not that bad.”

“Hey hey now,” the Alpha says in warning, chest rumbling, swatting your butt. “Don’t forget what I said.”

“And why should I listen to you?”

“Because,” he moves back to pinch your chin, nose grazing yours. “You’re mine.”

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