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It was 'just' a kiss. At least, that was what Jimin told himself.

It tasted like cigar smoke and bad choices.

Jimin loved that flavor the most. Or at least he did from now on.

Being reckless sometimes had a reward. 

Wearing white lingerie and thigh high stockings? - good idea.

Dancing on stage in said lingerie in a club full of Alphas? - bad idea

Giving a private dance to an Alpha on the floor? - worse idea

Going to the back room with an Alpha alone? - worst idea

Taking off your boy shorts and riding his thigh? - best idea ever

* * *

Jungkook was in the business of making bad decisions and getting away with little to no consequences. He had grown up on the wrong side of the tracks and rode the train until he made it to a better life.

Leaving bodies and old friends behind was an acceptable level of collateral damage.

Now, he had reached the point where he'd do shit like this, buy out the whole club for himself, and monopolize the only dancer with rhythm.

Jimin wasn't dancing at the moment, not really. Although even his cute humping seemed like art. 

They were in the back room, on a bed of questionable hygiene talking long deep drags of each other's lips in-between his long pulls of his cigar.

The Omega was softness: curves, smooth skin, gentle eyes.

The Omega was also leaking an incredible amount of slick on his bare thigh and Jungkook was never more happy to have worn shorts.

"JK," Jimin breathed softly in between a moan, "Why are you so pretty?"

Jungkook smirked.

"So I could trick people into trusting me and then stab them in the back," Jungkook answered.

Jimin frowned slightly, wrinkles on his forehead. His unique cobalt blue eyes were filled with worry.

"You're too honest," Jimin commented and he stopped moving.

"And you're not as good a liar as you think you are," Jungkook shot back.

Jimin's face was a picture of confusion and Jungkook liked it that way. He took another kiss from the dancer's lips.

"Dance on my pole for me," Jungkook said, "But pour me a drink first."

It was a horrible pun but Jimin still blushed and got wetter so it did what it was supposed to have done.

"Okay," Jimin said and Jungkook was surprised at how submissive he sounded.

Jimin got off his lap and walked over to the small bar and started to make him a drink. 

Jungkook watched him through the haze of cigar smoke and let his Alpha enjoy the view.

Despite the fact he is a cop, we are going to fuck him aren't we?

"Standard." Jungkook gave his Alpha with the only acceptable answer.

It would be rude to let all of Jimin's undercover effort go to waste. He should give the Omega at least one orgasm as a reward..

Who was he kidding, at least three. 

His Alpha was ready to put in a good performance.

***

Jimin knew that Jungkook was too good to be true. In fact, he was well aware he was a criminal.

Jimin also was not so deep undercover that he forgot he was a cop.

He was deep enough undercover that he was willing to try to convince himself that bouncing on Jeon’s cock was the best way to do his job.

He was wetter than he had ever been in his life, his Omega felt almost like he was in heat how desperately he wanted Jungkook’s cock inside of him.

Was it a bad idea?

Was it the right move?

He didn’t care, not right now.

The only thing he really was sorry for was letting Jungkook coax him into drinking half of his glass of henny and lime soda.

“Sit on it Jimin,” Jungkook commanded and Jimin moved to do just that. He had been watching Jungkook stroke his cock with a palm full of lube while he fingered himself. 

Now, he straddled the Alpha and put him at his entrance and settled himself carefully.

“Fuck, it’s thick,” Jimin whimpered.

“You can take it,” Jungkook encouraged and Jimin looked at him.

The Alpha looked relaxed, comfortable, his body was incredible. He had scars, tattoos and the shape of a Greek statue. His wolf was sexy too, Jimin could feel it prowling inside of him.

He needed to be careful... Or he would end up begging for more than he could handle.

Jungkook’s hand gripped his waist and with a snap of his hips, lodged the last stubborn bit of his cock into his aching ass.

Jimin was sure the wolves outside could hear him. Maybe even smell him by now. He was wet, gushing, whimpering, begging and they were just still.

“Dance on it, Sugarplum,” Jungkook coaxed.

And so Jimin did, he turned his hips to the alcohol induced rhythm thrumming in his head. His Omega was in charge and he allowed it because it would give him an excuse later when he was ashamed and embarrassed.

“There’s my Omega.”

My omega. He said I am his.

“He’s lying. All men do it is a lie.”

I am a man.

“You lie too, we all lie.”

Jimin though was being very honest right now, his hips were taking him to paradise on the thickest cock he had ever held the pleasure of defiling himself on. He was digging his heels into the bed and his nails into Jungkook’s pecs.

He didn’t give a fuck about who heard.

Let them hear, let them hear that he had an Alpha strong and virile enough to give him what he needed.

“Harder, Alpha, harder.”

Jungkook took over lifting him up and down with ease, fucking his hips up and rattling Jimin’s teeth in his head. He had to let his mouth fall open, it was that or grind his teeth apart.

“This is what you want isn’t it?”

“Yes, yes…”

“Good Omega.

He said I was a good Omega.

“All men-”

Shut up. I want his pups.

“You want... Jesus…”

You’re a jerk.

“You’re a slut. He’s a CRIMINAL”

Mama, I’m in love with a criminallllll

“For Christ's sake!!”

Good cock makes you religious… interesting. 

“... shut up!!”

Jimin regretted that he wasn’t born a human.

Couldn’t take all this cock as human.

“I said shut up.”

Jimin was too overstimulated to cum, too overwhelmed to speak, but he felt so good it didn’t matter.

“Knot me, fill me up,” Jimin begged and despite the inner turmoil, he and his Omega didn’t disagree. It was what they both wanted.

Hah, whose the dumb bitch now.

“Plan Beta exists…”

Hahaha. Say Sike.

***

We shouldn’t Jungkook.

Jungkook's first hint should be that his Alpha was being the sensible one, but he ignored it anyway. Cumming and knotting Jimin felt like everything they both needed.

“Plan Beta exists…”

Hahahaha. Say Sike.

***

They did.

Jimin was crying on the knot. Jungkook’s cum had felt so good filling him, he had actually climaxed himself. Now, he was clinging to Jungkook’s shoulders and he was kissing his tears with surprising tenderness.

“Plan Beta,” Jimin muttered.

“I’ll buy some and bring it…to your house. Give me the address”

“I work tomorrow night, bring it then.”

“The fuck you do…my Omega doesn’t dance in clubs for other Alphas.”

Their eyes met.

“We just fucked once, you don’t own me.”

“Try me, Sugarplum.”

Jimin wished he wasn’t stuck on his knot because he would have grabbed his clothing and stormed off, instead he turned his head and closed his eyes.

“We’ll see.”

“We won’t see. You should have thought about this before you decided to take off your panties and hump my leg.”

“Fuck you, Jeon.”

“Oh it’s Jeon now? Is this how it is? You fuck me and then get professional?”

Jimin grit his teeth and refused to answer.

“All you have to do, Sugarplum, is try to dance at any club in this city and see how that works out for you.”

“I should be happy, he wants to keep me, this is my way to infiltrate the Golden Hands.”

He calls me Sugarplum, ask him why.

“No.”

Jimin had been actually trying to infiltrate a smaller gang, but here was Jeon, the big fish...

Jimin went quiet.

Chapter Text

The knot was finally out of him and Jimin was pulling on his underwear and avoiding eye contact with the wolf on the bed.

Jungkook was drinking again, eyes hooded and heavy from the sex afterglow.

The room smelled of the two of them.

Jimin liked the scent.

“Address, Sugarplum?”

Ask him.

“Why do you call me that?” Jimin asked.

“You smell like plums to me, and you're sweet like sugar,” Jungkook answered without missing a beat.

Guilt gnawed in Jimin’s stomach.

“Just meet me here at the club, I won’t dance, I’ll wait tables,” Jimin told him.

“You’re acting like a dumb blond right now Jimin,” Jungkook said, “Let’s not play games.”

“I don’t want you at my house. You’re not safe to be around and my neighbour has kids.”

Jungkook didn’t look offended, he drained his glass and stood up.

“Then come to my office for your pills then,” Jungkook said with a smile.

Jimin felt his stomach drop to his toes. An open invite to go to one of the Golden Hands offices. His handler would drag him over the coals if he turned it down.

“Where is it?”

“Phone number. I’ll text you the information.”

“You just want my number,” Jimin accused him.

And we want more of that cock. Hello, give him the number.

“Shut up, hoe.”

Only one of us begged for a cream pie… hint, it wasn’t me

“SHUT-”

“xxx-508-1376,” Jimin said with an air of reluctance. Jungkook was getting dressed but at the end he put it in his phone and called it at the same time.

Jimin’s ringtone was “Sugar Baby” and it started to play:

Oh, he want a bad bitch?

Well, I want a fella with some money and a long dick

He snatched it up before it played too much more and saved Jungkook’s number.

“Okay Sugarplum,” Jungkook said, “I was going to offer you a ride, but since we are thinking of the children, hold this stack and get yourself an Omega cab.”

“I’m not in heat to need a special cab…” Jimin said, “They cost... Oh God, is this wad all hundreds?”

Jimin flicked through the bills. This was over ten thousand dollars.

“Get the damn cab. You smell like you’re in heat after I washed your insides with my cum.”

Jimin was bright red with embarrassment. He tucked the money into his top so it lay flat and no one could see it.

He’s so sexy for this. Good dick, rich… why are we leaving?

“Dignity and duty to our country?”

Hahahahahahahahahahaha… No, really, what's the real reason?

“I said it already.”

He’s right. You’re a dumb blonde.

Jimin had nothing to say to that.

He preceded Jungkook out of the backroom, turning his head to the dressing room. 

Some of the other dancers were giggling openly, there were a few nasty looks.

“He won’t fuck you again,” one hissed.

“Leave him. Just cause Jeon never wanted you, you don’t have to be a bitch. It’s true, but it doesn’t need to be said.”

Jimin was too overwhelmed to care about what they had to say. He made sure to get out of there before someone waylaid him and found out he was suddenly a walking bank.

***

Jungkook was back at the table and his two companions for the event, Alex and Seokjin, had Omegas crawling on them, two a piece, but looked more interested in each other.

“You’re back… and whoa... Dude. You smell like a confectionery,” Soekjin complained, pulling a silk handkerchief out of the breast pocket of his suit.

“I’m ready to go. Alex, follow his cab to make sure he gets home, I want the address.”

“Seokjin, if you are taking these bitches home, pay for them and let’s go.”

“You’re awfully grumpy for someone who finally bust a nut after a while,” Alex grumbled as he stood up.

Jungkook didn’t answer.

He was conflicted. 

Jimin being a cop meant he didn’t know how hard to push him. There was no way Jimin should be on his way home right now, his Alpha was far from done with his Omega.

I am irritated that he thinks we harm pups.

“We’re drug lords. Find a different hill to die on.”

Nonsense. I will make a good Father.

“Bro, slow your roll. All I want is some ass.”

Speaking entirely for yourself as always…

“We are not… starting a family with a cop.”

The silence was deafening in his head and it made Jungkook even more irritable. 

Jungkook preceded Seokjin to the limousine. They had armed guards - even the driver was strapped, so he didn’t bother to be too hyper aware of his surroundings.

Seokjin came back with just one Omega, a black haired boy with a tall, strong build and a very striking face. He smelled like rain clouds to Jungkook, the Omega had changed out of the club wear, and was now wearing booty shorts, a plaid tee and high tops.

“Just one tonight? You’re slipping,” Jungkook commented idly.

“I like him. I’m thinking of keeping him,” Seokjin said.

Jungkook couldn’t muster the gumption to care, but he was the Boss so he had to at least do his due diligence…

“Is he legal?”

“Checked his ID and driver’s license.”

“Is he on board with being kept?”

The Omega turned his wide but calm eyes on him, but didn’t speak.

“You can answer him Namjoon.”

“I’m fine with it,” Namjoon said quietly.

Jungkook shrugged.

“Make sure to teach him to shoot,” Jungkook said idly and he sent Jimin a message.

“Yes Boss,” Seokjin said and then to Namjoon, “Take it out and suck it for me darling, we have a twenty minute drive.”

Now Jungkook had the sounds of slurping and choking to go along with him playing solitaire to distract himself from the fact that Jimin read his message, but didn't respond.

***

“I didn’t get anymore on Los Lobos, but …”

“But?” Hoseok coaxed.

Jimin clutched the burner phone he was using to call his handler and stared at himself in the mirror.

“But I will keep trying,” he said.

“I know you will Park. This is a tough assignment for you. You can come out anytime and be transferred to another unit.”

“I know.”

“How are you money wise?”

“Got some good tips at the club tonight.”

Jimin prayed he wouldn’t ask him what he had to do to get them.

“Remember you are your role. Splurge a bit, maybe even move to a better place.”

“Okay.”

“Ultimately, you need to become the sugar baby of a Los Lobos member.”

“What about Golden Hands? Some were in the club tonight, big spenders.”

“Absolutely not.”

Jimin’s blood ran cold.

“Why not?”

“If you like breathing, you will stay out of those waters.”

Jimin was speechless, but he needed to say something.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Sorry to be so harsh, the Golden Hands don’t do human trafficking, but they run so much drugs the codename on their file is ‘the pharmacy’. Stings on that operation are for Narco to deal with, not us. Got it?”

“G-Got it.”

“You’re doing well, Park. You saved two Omegas already, both are in witness protection. Keep it up.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“I did some checking. If Golden Hands men frequent that club, you need to quit and move to another. Los Lobos won’t fuck around with them.”

“I- .. okay.”

“Next check in is in two weeks. Stay safe.”

“Right, got it.”

Jimin hung up. He was shaking.

Well.

“Fuck.”

Dick so good, it’s illegal to try to entrap it.

“Not the time.”

***

JK: [address] I’ll be here until 1pm. 

Jimin stared at the message on his phone. 

It occurred to him when he woke up from dreaming about fucking Jungkook that he had enough money to go buy Plan B himself.

It was the right thing to do.

JM: I’ll buy my own, don't worry.

JK: Jimin.

JM: I think it’s best if you don’t message me.

Bullshit, take it back.

“You heard Hoseok.”

Hoseok is not the one who wants his ass irrigated.

“... Wow.”

JK: You’re playing with the wrong Alpha.

Jimin blocked his number.

He took a deep breath and limped his way to the bath to get ready to go to the pharmacy.

When he asked for Plan Beta, the woman behind the counter judged him and it took all of his control not to tell her off.

He paid for it with a crisp hundred and then bought himself some painkillers with the change.

Jimin was leaving when he spied one of his favorite chocolate bars. He bought one and was munching it before he even left the store.

Lemme say this before anything happens.

“Not like I can get you to shut up.”

I told you so.

“You told me what?”

This is a bad idea. You’re keeping my Alpha from me.

“He is a criminal.”

Everybody needs a job.

“... for fucks sake.”

***

Jungkook threw his phone down on the desk in disgust. 

The Omega had really blocked him.

“Track him.”

“Yes Boss,” Alexander answered. Such things usually fell to him.

“And find out what department he’s in, who is his handler and what case he’s working.”

Alexander paused at that.

“Wait, that was the cop you took in the back?” Alexander asked surprise.

“You fucked a cop?!” Seokjin uttered.

“Jimin was a cop?” Namjoon had been sucking on Seokjin’s cock under his desk, but he popped up his head cutely to ask the question.

“Yes.” Jungkook said.

No one else had anything else to say about it.

Jungkook patted himself on the back for his inner circle being composed of smart people.

***

[two days later]

The new club Jimin found was happy to have him even before he showed them his pole routine.

The dancers here seemed nicer and it was a little bit more upscale.

There was no back room for sex.

“You can dance in the 7pm time slot tonight. I know that only gives you two hours to prepare, but you can decline and come back tomorrow night. We focus more on shows, as you start to draw a crowd you can dance in one of the later slots that earn more money.”

Jimin was barely listening to the woman, his mind was foggy.

His Omega was whiny and his emotions were all over the place.

“Thank you,” he said and he collected an ID slip to get in the staff entrance and a locker key.

Jimin had brought a costume just in case he got hired so he went to change.

He got some compliments from the dancers which helped because for some reason he was more nervous than he had been before. 

Even when it was his first time dancing.

It’s because you’re making me cheat and I hate you for it.

“Cheat? You don’t owe him anything.”

I hate you. I hate you and your shitty avenger wannabe head ass.

Jimin went from being a little bit nervous to feeling absolutely ill.

“You don’t look so good, just relax, there won’t be a lot of people out there and it's just like five to ten minutes, you can do it.” one of the dancers cheered him on.

“Yeah, the real crowd is at ten and beyond. A lamb like you shouldn’t take those slots, this place is filled with all the gangs at that point. Yeah, Los lobos, Red Sea and even a few Myhas.”

Jimin should have been happy, he was where he needed to be to make contact. He felt the opposite because the Golden Hands were not on the list.

“You’re on in five, Park.”

Jimin got up and went to the back to choose music.

When he stepped on stage and the first strains of ‘Kiss it Better’ by Rihanna started to play, Jimin felt like he was in a zone. He was floating.

He was moving and dancing, not paying attention to the crowd.

He’s here.

“What?”

Jimin looked and it didn’t take more than a second to find Jungkook.

He defiantly held onto the pole and started to spin.

One revolution.

Half the people in the crowd seemed to disappear.

What are you willing to do?

“Shut up!”

Another revolution. Very few people left now. Was Jungkook having them removed? 

His omega was still singing in his mind:

Tell me what you’re willing to do?

Jimin looped his leg on the pole and kicked upwards.

Three revolutions. Only Jungkook.

Kiss it, kiss it better Alpha.

The music stopped.

Jimin stopped.

Jungkook stepped up onto the stage.

The club felt so empty. Even the bartender was gone. 

Jungkook’s power...

“Omega, what did I tell you about dancing in clubs in Y-City?” Jungkook asked, he was visibly pissed.

Can I say it again?

“Okay.”

I told you so.

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[Jimin]

“Jungkook, I have to work,” Jimin stuttered, his tongue felt heavy and his heart was beating out of timing.

“I’ll get you a job,” Jungkook said.

Jimin was conflicted.

“I want to work in a bar,” Jimin said flatly, “I’m good at only two things, dancing or bartending.”

Jungkook held his chin.

“I have it on good authority that you’re good at other things too, Sugar.” Jungkook said in a hoarse voice that went straight to Jimin’s crotch. 

“I meant a job that doesn’t include bouncing on your cock,” Jimin snapped.

Jungkook smirked and his pretty face looked ever more attractive.

Jimin wasn’t a dog, but he felt fit to bark right.

Jungkook smelled heavenly. He looked fantastic in his suit and tie. He even had a fedora on his head and Jimin couldn’t rationalize how any one Alpha could look this … fuckable.

Makes perfect sense to me after he left us limping, but you seem to be a slow learner.

“This is not the time.”

I beg to differ.

“Don’t worry you can do that for free sugar,” Jungkook drawled, “If you want a job, I’ll get you one.”

“But where I can’t tend bars in a club where the Los Lobos won’t come…”

Or we just go to a club at night for drinks with a friend like a normal person and hire some dancers...

“Omega on Omega action?”

Hey, love is love.

“Jimin, you don’t exactly have an option,” Jungkook said, “I’m going to put word out that you’re my boy next if you pull this stunt again.”

Jimin’s blood went cold. That was the last thing he wanted…

“N-No. I will do what you say,” Jimin said, ''You're a bully.”

Jungkook cupped his cheek and Jimin felt weak in the knees.

“You don’t the know the half of it,” Jungkook said, “You’re the only person in Y-city dumb enough to make me repeat myself.”

Jimin grit his teeth. He might be a bit overwhelmed by Jungkook, but he was not dumb. He was top of his class at the academy, the fastest person in the department to make Sergeant in the last ten years. Chosen especially for his talent…

Normally he was an ace.

No offense, but a good cock and knot are supposed to make you stupid

“... well…”

“No comment?”

“I have nothing to say to you about that. Actually, no, I changed my mind. I do have something to say.”

Jimin reached into Jungkook’s jacket and pulled his gun and pressed it to his throat.

“For one thing, stop fucking calling me dumb. I hate it and for another thing you robbed me out of a night’s earnings so pay up.”

Jimin held out his hand and Jungkook’s whose eyes were blazing with a hot heat, stared at him with a mix of disbelief and... What was that arousal?

“Bloody hell, why is he turned on?”

That’s my man! That’s my fucking man!

[Jungkook]

This is hot

“It is.”

We could disarm him.

“We could, or I could get him to ride me with that gun pointed at me.”

Kinky fucker.

“Exactly, but don’t you say what I know you’re thinking.”

Nah, it has to be said.

“Fine. Make it quick.”

I want to BREED him NOW!

“Sigh, are you done?”

“I meant pay me now,” Jimin said, he pulled on the chamber to load it with an audible clack that went straight to Jungkook’s knot and threatened to inflate it like a balloon.

“Baby, take my wallet out yourself and you can have everything in it, credit cards and all... on one condition,” Jungkook said.

“You don’t make conditions when I have the gun,” Jimin said flatly.

Okay, I am not done.

“Go on.”

WOOF! BARK! MEOW!

“Meow? seriously?”

He’s just that hot...

“Sugarplum, the gun isn’t loaded.”

“I can tell the difference between a loaded glock and an empty one,” Jimin said softly, “There is no need to lie to me Jungkook. I wouldn’t kill you... or even injure you. The only ride I am looking to get at the end of this night is on your cock, not in an ambulance.”

He has no idea how much his words reveal…

“Somethings up with him..”

Yes, but I don’t know what…

“Did you remember to take the Plan Beta or can I look forward to Jeon Jr?” Jungkook asked.

Jimin’s eyes widened in surprise and that was the opening Jungkook needed, he hit Jimin in the side with the back of his hand and then smoothly took the gun from him and put it back in his holster.

He grabbed Jimin at the same time pulling the Omega up against him, one hand on his lace covered ass and the other at the back of his neck.

“Jungkook let me go,” Jimin wiggled.

“You just had a gun to my head, excuse me if I don’t play gentleman for a few moments,” Jungkook said.

He pressed his nose into Jimin’s neck and inhaled him.

Fuck! That’s like a drug… and… we’re hard... 

“Mmmmmphh.”

Jungkook shivered and Jimin went lax in his arms, he wasn’t stiff anymore and the Omega hand slipped around his waist. He thought about the gun for a moment, but Jimin locked his hands at the back and tilted his neck to the side. 

They were both rock hard and their scent was thick and heavy.

“What am I going to do with you? Disobedient, hot-headed and reckless,” Jungkook asked softly. He didn’t expect that Jimin would have a good answer.

“Kiss it better, Alpha. It’s aching for you.”

“Did you miss me?” Jungkook asked and as he spoke he slipped a hand down the back of Jimin’s boy shorts in search of the source of the slick he was smelling.

“Y-yes Alpha, I missed you so much,” Jimin whimpered.

Wait this is my Omega… look at his eyes quickly.

“Hold on.”

NOW!

Jungkook shifted Jimin in his arms so he could look at him. Jimin looked drugged, his eyes shiny.

“Alpha…” Jimin moaned, “Fuck me.”

Yes. We will mount him.

“Absolutely not, he looked like I shot him up with one of my products. Are you out of your mind!”

This is how Omegas look when they are in preheat, heat, pregnant or the Omega has taken over. In all of those cases, nothing solves it like a good fuck.

“No.”

Jungkook ignored his sulking Alpha and lifted Jimin into his arms. He left the club directly, getting in his limo for a hotel and leaving Alex to handle the management of the club.

[Jimin]

“Why aren’t you fucking me?”

Best question. Perfect question.

“He’s being a gentleman, I’m shocked.”

“You’re in some sort of Omega state or preheat. My Alpha is ready and willing, if that helps your ego any, but I am uncomfortable.”

Jimin frowned.

“You being noble was not the wild card I expected,” Jimin said and he pouted.

“You don’t know me Jimin,” Jungkook said, “And maybe you should put in some effort because you have thoroughly bewitched me. Unless you call a hard stop to our affairs, I’ll be here.”

“If I call a hard stop, can I dance?” Jimin asked.

The look Jungkook gave him would probably crack a diamond.

“You can call a hard stop and work in any other field except sex work,” Jungkook said, “Or you can leave Y-City and do what you like. But this is my turf and my Alpha has claimed you and won’t stand for it.”

Jimin should probably be more offended by such a speech. He just got wetter, and given he was already leaving a damp spot on this leather seat… he was now a complete mess.

Jungkook growled low in his throat and Jimin knew he was affected.

Good. Teach him to deny me.

“We need to stop being hot and cold with him and determine how we get our job done and hold on to him.”

What the fuck you mean WE? You’re the one blowing hot and cold like a thermostat. I have been a furnace from the time he walked in that bar however many days ago.

“Anyway, it is both our problem now.”

Siri, looking up how separate a wolf spirit from its host wolf

“HEY!”

Kekeke.

“Jimin... ?”

“Sorry, I was talking to my Omega… Look, Jungkook. I want you, I won’t pretend that you're not the best lay I have ever had. I want more.”

Jungkook stared at him.

“You seem more clear minded now…” he noted.

“Well.. you aren’t fingering me anymore, so that helps.”

Jungkook barked out a laugh and Jimin smiled in response.

“I have some things dealing with and I need to work in a bar where I can have some freedom to socialize without everyone being scared because I am fucking the boss. If you can do that for me… we can be friends with benefits... What do you say?”

Jungkook squinted at him, and looked like he was thinking it over.

That was some bullshit

“Yea, I hope he takes it on.”

My Alpha isn’t an idiot though, he is the leader of the Golden Hands and you’re just blowing smoke out our ass.

“He isn’t your Alpha.”

Guess he isn’t yours either then.

“What?”

Deep it and get back to me.

[Jungkook]

That was some bullshit.

“Yeah, but I am impressed that he came up with that.”

It’s actually plausible…

“Yea when we claim him, his life as he knows it will be over.”

Oh snap. Progress.

“What?”

Nothing, nothing... So... are we coming clean about knowing he's a cop or?

“Nah, he needs to tell me he’s a cop himself.”

Is this some sort of ego trip?

“Maybe…”

Heh. I reserve the right to change our mind if shit hits the fan.

“Fine.”

“Friends with benefits?” Jungkook echoed finally, deciding to center the conversation on that.

“Yes, no strings attached,” Jimin said confidently.

He’s lost his cute mind.

“Period.”

“Sugarplum. There will be at least one string,” Jungkook said.

“What would that be?” Jimin asked. He shifted and looked uncomfortable, he was probably hyper aware of how wet he was in that flimsy costume. Jungkook felt minimal sympathy when he remembered the number of thirsty Alphas and Betas he had kicked out of the club who had seen Jimin in this get-up.

“The string that says you can’t sleep with anyone else because you belong to me,” Jungkook said bluntly.

Jimin scoffed.

“Have some pride Jungkook. Why the hell would I want someone else, when I can have you?”

Talk dirty to me, sugar…

“Cock harder than a muvafucka.”

His eyes are cleared.

“We can tell Nehemiah to take a long road.”

Heck we can park outside our house and fuck him.

“Dang.”

“Jungkook, you're choking me with your scent,” Jimin said dramatically, covering his nose.

Jungkook pressed the intercom: “Go to the mansion, park and get out.”

“Yes boss.” came the reply.

Jimin’s eyes widened.

[Jimin]

“Oh shit what’s happening?”

I think he wants to fuck us in the car.

“No, he wouldn’t.”

Jungkook unfastened his pants and pushed them and his boxers down.

“You were saying…”

Damn look at that cock. Did we really sit on that? No wonder we limped for a day...

“... it’s wet…and dripping down the side like an ice cream cone...”

Slut mode. Activate!

Jimin pounced.

[Jungkook]

“Fuckkkkkk...Jimin... Sugar… damn...” 

Slurping sounds filled the cabin and Jungkook’s eyes were hitting the back of his skull.

If he’s not the one, then why does my soul feel glad today?!

“Are you dead ass…”

If he is not mine, then why does his heart return my call…

“Mmmph... Fuck I have to concentrate... I’m so close to cumming…”

Jungkook's fingers tangled in Jimin’s hair and tensed his muscles in his effort to keep his balls from exploding.

Jimin’s fingers gripped his thigh, leaving marks no doubt with his manicured nails; a pretty pink that Jungkook had noticed before, but suddenly they were the sexiest thing.

His eyes focused now, and he could see Jimin’s lips suctioning up and down his length and he noticed all the details.

His eyes, his eyelashes, his cute noses, his strong jaw and perfect cheekbones.

Fucking hell. Prettiest Omega...all mine...

“Mine.”

Okay, Ours.

“Mine.”

We’ll work on it…

[Jimin]

Jungkook pushed Jimin off and pulled down his shorts and all Jimin did in response was spread his legs.

Well that and be demanding.

“Fuck Me. Knot Me. Fill me with Cum,” Jimin said “If I’m not limping tomorrow, you’re fired.”

Ah about the cum filling…

“Not this again..”

You can’t just keep guzzling Plan Betas…

“Jimin, I’m using a condom,” Jungkook said flatly.

Silence. Jimin pressed his lips together, radiating displeasure.

Jungkook opened a compartment and put on a condom.

Thank God, he has more sense than you.

“We’re going on birth control.”

Gotta wait to be sure the Plan Beta worked… 

Any other conversation was cut off by Jungkook licking a stripe from Jimin’s balls to his asshole and proceeding to eat him out like a professional.

[Jungkook]

Still on the no pups with cops kick, or...?

“Don’t start.”

His Alpha went quiet and Jungkook let himself enjoy eating his Omega. Jimin was responsive and loud and he was living for it.

The night had so many twists and turns, but they were here now, and it was a great place to be.

Jimin came messily and Jungkook was very pleased with himself.

They had parked about five minutes ago and were essentially alone, so Jungkook took his time in entering and fucking Jimin, watching his expression and soaking up his sounds.

He pretended not to notice how fixated his Alpha was on Jimin’s neck.

He was very careful to keep his teeth to himself and his hands gripping the leather and not Jimin’s smooth skin.

Even with his Alpha completely silent in his mind, his instincts were still screaming at him.

Take him. Mark him. Bite him. Breed him. Mine. Mine. Mine.

Jimin was leaving marks on Jungkook though, down his back, his biceps and his thighs, when they kissed he bit his lips, and Jimin buried his face in Jungkook’s scent gland and left love bites on his shoulders.

“My Alpha,” Jimin rasped, “Knot me now.”

Jungkook did.

He had never cum so hard in his life.

Chapter Text

[two days later]

[Jimin]

JK: You can show up at Cat Kiss and you’ll be given a job. We own it, but we seldom go there.

Before he answered Jimin researched the area. It was ... smack dab in the middle of the Los Lobos territory.

Convenient, it is almost like he knows what we’re doing.

“Don’t be silly, how would he know?”

Moles in the police force like every other large crime organization?

His Omega had a point… a damned good point but...

“If he knew we were a cop, why would he do all of this?”

You know you’re a cop and you’re doing all of this.

“Why is it suddenly all me when it was the both of us that went into his mansion and fucked him all night?”

Why not?

“...”

JM: Thanks…

JK: When am I seeing you next?

JM: When I get my work schedule… I will see when I have an off day.

JK: Make it soon.

Hello slick, my old friend..

Jimin sighed and nibbled on his bottom lip. He had it bad for one Alpha and one Alpha only. Now after the fog of sex had worn off and his body was aching from need and not from overuse, he could look back on his actions of the night before last and wonder what the fuck he was thinking.

Pulling his gun was reckless.

“I know.”

When are you going to face the fact we are compromised?

Jimin didn’t answer.

He didn’t want to answer.

He looked at Jungkook’s wallet on his bedside table. The alpha had removed his ID card and given it to him. Bank cards and all, just like he said he would.

It smelled like him.

Rich and alluring…

“I miss him,” Jimin said and his Omega snorted in his mind, but didn’t say anything.

Jimin picked up the wallet and rifled through it. He had a lot of money now, and access to a lot more. Jungkook had written down his pin number for his card.

“Why does he trust me?” Jimin muttered.

Because he knows you are a cop. 

Jimin shivered… his Omega was making a lot of sense. Why else would the Alpha trust him? On the surface he was sex worker who was barely making it in life…

“If that is the case, what is his end game?”

Nutting I think.

“Yah!”

Look,  if he can find out you’re a cop, he doesn’t need you for anything. He’s literally just interested in keeping his dick wet.

“Wet, I can do it. He parted my legs like the Red Sea and the water just rushed out.”

Man is a sex god. 

“Agreed.”

So… we suspect he knows. Do we come clean?

“After…”

After what?

“I fuck him once for old times sake in case he doesn’t know and dumps us.”

I second this motion.

Jimin sighed. He also wanted to make one last try at finding the warehouse where they suspected Omegas were being kept…

“I’ll just keep going forward, next time when we meet, I'll tell the truth.”

His Omega didn’t say anything and Jimin found that strange. 

Try as he might though he couldn’t get a rise out of the wolf...

[Jungkook]

Are we really letting him bartend for Alphas, fuck for anyone, looking and smelling like a wet dream?

“Relax…”

Relax? That’s my Omega.

“What has gotten into you?”

The smell of him in our den is fading…

Jungkook gripped his coffee cup. It was fading and he was already feeling on edge and irritated about it.

He looked around the office. Seokjin was working at the computer and Namjoon was doing something by the filing cabinet. Alex was on a call and as soon as Alex came off the phone he harassed him.

“Have you found the warehouse yet?” Jungkook asked.

“No, but I have a lead. Taehyung gave me a name and an address,” Alex said.

“And?” Jungkook asked, he sounded irritable.

“The information is in your phone, go handle it and stop trying to eat off our heads,” Alexander said.

Jungkook reminded himself that he loved Alexander very much; they had grown up into the orphanage together. He loved him, he did.

“You can’t kill me, I have files with all the Golden Hands Secret set to go to the police chief if I die,” Alexander said with a grin.

I love him so much.

“Whatever.”

He’s like the best Alpha in the world, after me of course.

Jungkook got up and slipped on his coat, he checked his weapons by habit before heading out.

“Take backup, at least one person.” Seokjin said flatly.

“I can come with you,” Namjoon volunteered and the Omega had three flat Alpha stares on him after that.

“Or I could … go fix coffee…” Namjoon said sheepishly.

“No, let him go,” Alexander said, “He’s a natural with a gun.”

“If he gets so much as a scratch Kookie, I am going to kick your ass,” Seokjin said flatly, “Bring my bitch back in one piece.”

“Does he mind being called that?” Jungkook asked, watching as Namjoon strapped on a gun and packed bullet clips in a small bag.

“I don’t mind,” Namjoon said, “It’s what I am… well at night at least.”

“At night?” Alex piped up, “He fucked you on the desk this morning…”

“Good show by the way,” Jungkook commented.

“That’s different, I was his secretary then. Perfectly reasonable.”

Jungkook and Alexander exchanged glances. Alexander drew small circles with his finger next to his head and Jungkook could only agree.

How did he find an Omega just as crazy as him?

“Karma.”

Namjoon kissed Seokjin on the lips and then hustled over to Jungkook. He tripped over his feet a bit, but that was standard for him.

“He’s not clumsy when he's shooting,” Alexander spoke up and Jungkook smirked.

“Well thank God for small mercies. Let’s go.”

***

“On the back of that?” Namjoon pointed at the motorcycle that Jungkook was straddling.

“Yes, get on and hold on to me,” Jungkook said, handing Namjoon a helmet.

“Let it be known that I am scared,” Namjoon said, before he gingerly got on and held onto Jungkook’s waist.

Jungkook resettled his hands properly and kicked off the brake and took off.

Namjoon squealed.

Just a warning.

“What?”

If my Omega sees us with Namjoon on the back of this bike, we’re dead meat.

“Kinky.”

Jungkook sped up and Namjoon’s cries were lost in the wind.

[Jimin]

“You can pick your shifts, we have a good staff complement,” Taehyung was saying.

The Beta was giving Jimin all sorts of mixed signals and confusing his senses. 

Taehyung smelled like an Omega, but had the aura of an Alpha. 

He was wearing black slacks, a long sleeved red shirt and a tie of the same color. It was weird but it worked.

“You’re being very accommodating,” Jimin said. He wondered how much Jungkook had told him.

When he turned up, he got ushered straight into this plush back room and they asked him if he wanted a drink.

He had asked for and been served with -shudder- henny and lime.

It’s Alpha’s drink.

“I know.”

I miss him.

“I know.”

Especially his knot.

“...I-”

“So are we pretending you aren’t fucking Jeon Jungkook?” Taehyung said flatly “Because while I will keep a secret from the rest of the staff, I don’t have the patience to pretend he didn’t threaten me with disembowelment if something happens to you.”

Jimin blushed.

“Ah, yes we are .. acquainted.”

“Simple yes or no question,” Taehyung said, “Did you put those finger nail scratches on his back?”

Fuck yes. Me. It was Me.

“How the fuck did you get to see his back?” Jimin hissed at him.

Taehyung’s handsome face became animated, he looked delighted.

“Oh my, you’re in deep,” Taehyung murmured, “We go swimming a couple times a week…”

“I’m going to buy Jungkook a long sleeve rash guard.”

Wow…

“What?”

That’s a great idea…

“Oh, well… fine..” Jimin said, “A private pool or...?”

Taehyung's smile widened, “No way, I have to tell Jeon about this.”

“What? No, you don’t.”

“On the contrary, this is the most fun I have had in a minute,” Taehyung said and he picked up his phone and started to dial.

[Jungkook]

“Trying to see if you managed to kill me?” Jungkook answered the call using his bluetooth headphones.

“The fuck?” Taehyung stuttered.

Jungkook looked around the column he was hiding behind and fired off another shot.

“Jesus you’re under fire?”

“Whoever gave you the information, wants you dead,” Jungkook said, “Maybe they found out you’re working for me.”

“Impossible.”

There was the sound of a scuffle and Jungkook was alarmed.

“Tae! Are you-”

“Where he fuck are you, Alpha?”

“I- Jimin..”

Hhmm baby sounds pissed… gonna pop a knot.

“Tell Taehyung to get his ass out here…” Jungkook said flatly, “I need back up, Namjoon is pinned down, but doing the best he can.”

“Why would you take Namjoon into a dangerous situation like that?” Jimin asked, “In fact, what the hell are you doing alone with another Omega?”

“Not the time,” Jungkook gritted out and skated along the ground taking a chance, a bullet whizzed by him by a few inches, but he made it to Namjoon's side.

Namjoon looked focused.

“We’re coming.”

“What do you mean we-”

The phone went dead.

Fucking hell. 

“Fuck…”

Jungkook scanned the warehouse again, there was no alternative, but to hold their position and conserve bullets. Nehemiah was outside keeping the men from leaving, but he didn’t have enough firepower to surge in to help.

“Hopefully Taehyung can talk him out of coming…”

. ..oh look! It's a bird, it's a plane - it’s a flying pig!!

“I was just being hopeful.”

“Not to alarm you, but two men are advancing,” Namjoon whispered.

Jungkook pushed aside thoughts of Jimin and focused on the present.

[Jimin]

“Not taking Jungkook’s boy into battle are you crazy,” Taehyung said.

Jimin tilted his head on the side.

“Give me a gun, and let’s go,” Jimin said, “I’m not asking. I’m telling you.”

Taehyung pinched his nose bridge.

“Why are you so stubborn? Do you even know how to shoot a gun or did you get your experience in Grand Theft Auto?”

“If after all this talking Jungkook is injured, I am going to string you up by your balls and beat you with a Hennessy bottle,” Jimin growled, “Let us GO!”

Taehyung looked stunned.

Then he shrugged.

“You’re scarier than him,” Taehyung said.

And so they went. 

[Jungkook]

Jungkook was aware of Jimin from the minute they came, even though he was outside. 

He just knew.

“They’re here Namjoon,” Jungkook said.

“Thank God, almost out of bullets.”

“I’m out,” Jungkook said.

“At least we killed a couple,” Namjoon said.

There was silence for a moment.

Then gun fire, screams and the sound running.

Jungkook’s heart was pounding in his chest. Fear and worry.

If something happens to him, I swear to God.

“Yes. Yes…”

[Jimin]

Jimin took aim and shot one man in the head without missing a beat as soon as they breached the perimeter of the inner warehouse.

Taehyung swore under his breath next to him, but Jimin was already on the move.

He zoned out and ran forward and rolled on the ground and shot another man in the leg and when he went down, put a bullet in his head.

“Jesus Christ!” Taehyung exclaimed and then he shot two men with his assault rifle for his contribution.

Jimin idly thought of how many years in prison Taehyung could get for having that... and this bullet proof vest Jimin had on.

The thought was fleeting.

Another three men came out of the back room where presumably Jungkook was pinned down.

“I need a living one, Commando Park,” Taehyung said politely, “If you could. Please.”

Jimin didn’t answer verbally. He killed two and when the last tried to seek cover, he shot him in the hand and leg and dashed over to put him in a choke hold.

Taehyung walked over.

“... who the hell are you?” Taehyung asked and he seemed curious.

“Jimin.”

“No shit, Sherlock,” Taehyung said, “You know what… I’ll leave you to Jungkook.”

Jimin got up and slipped off his vest. It had transported him back to his academy days when he would spend hours in the obstacle course at the shooting range…

“Seriously skilled,” Nehemiah was saying to Taehyung as they piled up the bodies, “I think when he put on the vest, he felt like a hero.”

“He killed four men and subdued another with one clip of bullets..” Taehyung said, “When Jungkook is done with him,  I hope he still stays in the gang.”

Nehemiah elbowed Taehyung to shut up.

Fuck. We gotta tell him.

“I know.”

So…

“One fuck first… then we tell him.”

Seems he isn’t the type to stay in a relationship long…not normally...

“Ignoring that.”

Fine.

Jimin needed to see Jungkook. He needed to make sure he was okay. 

It was an imperative.

Are we going to unpack why we are tweaking out over wanting to see him?

“Ignoring that too.”

Lovely.

[Jungkook]

The fire fight seemed brutal, but quick. It was done in around seven minutes.

“Jungkook, are you in here?” Taehyung called out.

Jungkook poked his head up, for the first time as there wasn’t the threat of it being blown off.

There was a blur of blue and white that barreled at him when he stood up and threw himself at him.

Jimin with a rifle in one hand.

“You big idiot!” Jimin hissed, and hit his chest, “You scared me.”

“Your boy here is surprisingly good with a gun,” Nehemiah said.

Taehyung was eyeing Namjoon, who was going through the pockets of the dead gangsters seemingly unphased the blood.

“Whose that?” Taehyung asked, no one in particular.

“A new hire,” Jungkook said simply, Jimin was crying and he didn’t know what to do. From rage to tears gave him whiplash.

Damn I can’t handle this.

“Don’t cry Jimin, don’t cry..” Jungkook whispered, rubbing his back.

“You smell like Namjoon and I hate it,” Jimin said suddenly, “Why do you smell like him?”

“I rode over on the back of his bike,” Namjoon said, “But I have a man already, I don’t want yours; he's too vanilla for me.”

There was quiet in the room, then Taehyung and Nehemiah burst out laughing.

Jungkook blushed.

“'Kay let me get these Omegas the hell outta here,” Jungkook said briskly.

Are we vanilla?

“Cookies and cream maybe...”

Ah.

“I’ll clean up since the trap was for me. I got one alive to have a conversation, I’ll see if I can get that info for you,” Taehyung said. He took a pair of brass knuckles out of his pocket and rolled up his sleeves.

Jungkook was soon in the back of the car with Namjoon sitting up front with Nehemiah and Jimin was clawing at his clothing and looking fretful.

“You smell like him,” Jimin repeated like a broken record.

Told you. Now look at him, he’s malfunctioning.

“I get it, but I can't do anything about that until we get somewhere with a shower.”

Tell him that, not me.

“I’ll go straight in the shower when we get to the office,” Jungkook promised.

Jimin looked at him through his lashes.

“Why were you going looking for Los Lobos men,” Jimin asked.

Fuck he knows.

“There is no way he knows.”

Look, my Omega is smart okay, even if the human side is frazzled by our dick.

“You have a lot of confidence…”

I wouldn’t imprint on someone who wasn’t smart.

“Run that back... You what?!”

You should answer him, he’s looking agitated.

Wolf if you don’t-

“I asked you a question,” Jimin asked, poking his chest, “You’re already skating on thin ice... Was that motorcycle parked outside yours… is that how you got here with him?”

Jungkook sighed and put his hands in Jimin’s hair.

“You look sexy as hell in these jeans,” Jungkook said.

Jimin blinked.

“You’re changing the subject. How very male of you.”

Jungkook pushed open Jimin’s collar and kissed his scent gland. The space bloomed with his scent in the next second and as he suspected it was a lot of it because Jimin wanted to drown out Namjoon.

As he planned, Jimin was distracted and was soon busy with that.

“Back to you…who gave you the okay to imprint on him?”

Excuse me, since when do I have to ask you permission to be a wolf?

“Are you crazy, we still haven't figured out how to fully handle him being a cop...”

Gee - pity that I didn’t think of making a biological imperative stop and wait for you to figure out how to stop lying.

“You-”

You can’t have seriously thought you turning the city upside down to help a police officer solve his case so you could shag in peace was normal behaviour…

“No comment.”

Ha ha ha ha ha!

[Jimin]

“Why am I so upset?”

We’re territorial, it's normal.

“I’m never this possessive.”

Jimin inhaled deeply to check how his attempt at scenting had gone.

All he could smell now was him and faintly Jungkook’s own scent. He growled happily and snuggled more into Jungkook’s embrace.

Ah but look at the subject… mmm scrumptious… shower sex at the office coming right up.

“No. Not… that. I need to go back to the club as soon as I can and get a timesheet.”

Taehyung can text it to Jungkook later... Let’s get this knot.

“He won’t knot us in the shower, that’s just stupid, we’d be stuck in there…”

If it has a bathtub, we soak. 

“... Or just wait until tonight.”

He gave another Omega ride on his bike, he owes me a ride on his knot, I’m not waiting.

“What sort of logic is that?”

Omega Logic.

“... Okay I walked into that..”

[Jungkook]

The shower had a tub.

Jungkook didn’t know how he ended up in the tub with Jimin stuck on his knot, and zoned out. The Omega was clinging to him tightly, his head on his shoulder, in a daze. Occasionally muttering ‘my alpha’ in the cutest tone Jungkook had ever heard in his life. 

And the pout. 

Jimin was pouting...

The argument about the bike and rides had done little to persuade him but the Omega had dropped to his knees and asked with his tongue.

The move had been super effective.

Just a heads up. We 100% did not use protection.

“F-ffffuck”

This is getting out of hand.

“You were not saying that when he was fingering our prostate.”

In my defense, you weren’t saying anything either.

“You were barking.”

A prostate massage deserves at least a bark or two…

“...I give up.”

Jungkook closed his eyes and sighed softly.

“Alpha?”

“Yes, Omega.”

“I’m a police officer, I work with the South District precinct in the SUV unit.”

Jungkook opened his eyes.

He did not see that coming...

Chapter Text

[Jungkook]

Damn, baby told us.

“I’m shocked.”

I picked a good one. I could die happy.

“Rain check on the dying part, our life flashed before my eyes too many times today.”

“I know you are,” Jungkook said.

“I figured. Why did you still sleep with me?”

“Your ass is fat.”

Jimin sat up and stared at him.

“What? I’m serious…” Jungkook murmured, he took hold of the ass in question under the water and gave it a soft squeeze. Not too much, Jimin was already dealing with being stuck on his knot.

“You really should have more care than that if you are going to be a career criminal,” Jimin said.

Jungkook scoffed.

“And what is your excuse for trying to get knocked up by a mob boss?” Jungkook asked with a raised eyebrow.

Oh, that was uncalled for but... Proceed.

“It’s just the truth.”

Jimin sputtered in indignation.

“How can you say that?”

“You begged for my knot on the first go round darling, or did you forget what happened last week?” Jungkook asked him.

Jimin’s blush deepened and he hit Jungkook on the shoulder.

“A gentleman doesn't kiss and tell.”

“Sugarplum, I am not a gentleman and we did a whole lot more than kissing. Exhibit A,” Jungkook said, shifting Jimin slightly to remind him.

“Uhnn... no need to … I am well aware I am stretched on your knot…” Jimin muttered, he gripped Jungkook’s shoulder and moaned.

“It’s where you wanted to be, isn't it?” Jungkook asked softly before pressing a kiss to Jimin’s ear.

“Fuck... yes, Alpha...” Jimin whimpered and Jungkook’s body tingled with warmth even though the water was approaching a tepid temperature.

“So why are you contradicting my statement?” Jungkook added after a kiss to Jimin’s neck.

“I don’t know…” Jimin admitted and then they kissed.

Everything about him is so sexy.

“I agree.”

Our children will be really pretty.

“Bzzt. 404 Error. Please check your internet connection.”

Haha. Say Sike.

“What?”

Nothing…

[Jimin] 

“Can’t believe he is calling me out on this...I just wanted his knot not his kids.”

Are we really playing this game?

“What?”

They’ll be beautiful.

“Eh? That reminds me I need to buy a pregnancy test to make sure the Plan Beta worked.”

Haha. Say Sike.

“What?”

Nothing…

[Jungkook]

Jungkook found the behaviour of his wolf very suspicious.

Jimin was staring at him blankly and he was sure his face was the same.

“Jungkook…”

“Yes Sugar?”

“I feel like we strayed far from the point.”

“Sorry, my Alpha is giving me shit...” Jungkook sighed and he combed his hand through his wet hair.

“What? Yours is, too?” Jimin said with a laugh, “I thought only my wolf spirit was a smart ass.”

“Nope, mine is a pain in the ass.”

They shared a laugh.

“So, you’re in the SVU, and I’m a drug dealer of questionable morals. Are you going to feed information on me to NARC?”

Jimin shivered.

“My handler is against me engaging with you or any Golden Hands,” Jimin admitted softly, “He basically said it was a death sentence.”

Jungkook considered the bullets that whizzed by him today…

“Your handler might have a point…” Jungkook said, “Tell me about the assignment you’re on.”

“The assignment I am on is about a prostitution ring that is using Omegas and Betas from Z-country, kidnapped from one of the youth centers,” Jimin said, “This case is really important to me. These are just kids… I have to find them.”

Fuck… he’s a goody two shoes.

“Mmm… it’s cute.”

A lil bit...

“A lil?”

Okay, fine. A lot. 

“I see. So why are you dancing in clubs?”

Jimin looked shifty and Jungkook’s stomach cramped. He knew he wasn't going to like this.

“I was trying to become involved with a Los Lobos Member and-”

“Abso-fucking-lutely not,” Jungkook said.

“It was just supposed to be like a sugar baby situation… not really…”

“What part of what I said don’t you understand Sugarplum. I said No.”

Jimin bit his bottom lip and looked conflicted.

“Jungkook,” Jimin whined, “It’s the assignment… I would have to drop it… and we don’t have another field agent.”

“I'm going to spank his ass as soon as his knot releases.”

No, you’re not.

“What do you suggest we do, let him go chat up some Los Lobos Alpha…?!”

A real shame you don’t have a mole in Los Lobos who is a high up in the ranks that you can trust.

“...”

A real shame huh?

“Fuck you.”

Hahahaha.

“Look, I’m not against you doing your job.” Jungkook said, “Taehyung is in Los Lobos, he is number eleven in the line to power or so. You can pretend to be his sugar baby… and see if you can get what you need. Taehyung is trying, but obviously someone in there has it out for him...”

Jimin hugged him fiercely then whimpered because his sudden movement caused him to tug on where they were joined.

“F-fuckk... I’ll be limping tomorrow..” Jimin muttered, “Thank you so much, Alpha.”

“It’s Alpha when I give in to you I see,” Jungkook muttered.

“Shut up and kiss me…”

Jungkook obeyed.

[Jimin]

He was lying on his stomach and Jungkook was massaging his sore ass with a cream.

He had sent him to the pharmacy.

When he ordered the ointment, pain killers, five chocolate bars and a pregnancy test; Jimin had thought Jungkook would pass out.

Now the man was silent, somber almost and unreadable.

“I’m scared.”

Relax, he’s probably just tapped out from you know - almost dying today?

“He bought six pregnancy tests from all the brands…” 

I know, it’s cute.

“Not the words I would use…”

“I think that is enough,” Jungkook said, “I feel bad about the times you had to deal with this yourself. New rule, if I knot you, you stay with me at least twenty-four hours after so I can take care of you.”

He’s going to make me wet.

“Could you hold on until he’s not staring at my ass?”

Uhnn.. maybe.

“How does it feel?” Jungkook asked, he was still between Jimin’s legs with one hand on his ass cheek.

“It’s tingly, but that should be good. The label said to apply it sparingly.”

“Okay sugar,” Jungkook said, then he leaned down and kissed Jimin's tail bone and each of his ass cheeks, “Thanks for letting me wreck this beautiful ass.”

Fffff---

“Damn.”

“Mmm… are you getting wet?” Jungkook asked with a soft laugh in his tone.

Jimin pressed his face into the pillow and groaned in embarrassment.

“I’ll eat it later, I need to check on Taehyung… by the way, when you are pretending to be his man…  keep your head and your clothes on.”

“After today… it does seem he has some problems,” Jimin said, “Maybe I can help him wipe them out.”

Jungkook sat next to him on the bed and Jimin turned his head to look at him.

They were quiet for a few moments.

“Surprised you weren’t conflicted about killing those guys… being  a cop and all.”

“They abuse children,” Jimin said darkly, “Besides they picked this game.”

Jungkook’s eyes flickered with emotion.

“I suppose we all did,” Jungkook said and his voice was husky.

Jimin wondered what Jungkook was remembering. Ghosts of the past seemed to be haunting him.

“Yea... I guess.”

“So you want to protect the innocent.. Is that why you are a cop?”

“Something like that…” Jimin said. There was more to it but he didn’t want to bring down the mood.

“When you take the tests, please text me the results immediately if I’m not here,” Jungkook said, “I’ll be right outside in the office or at the very least in the building.”

My heart did things.

“All I felt was cold fear.”

Ask him..

“Don’t want to jinx it…”

Seriously?

“What are you going to do if the Plan Beta didn’t take?” Jimin asked softly, he closed his eyes, afraid to see Jungkook’s expression.

“Buy a crib,” Jungkook without missing a beat.

Jimin’s eyes flew open.

That’s my fucking man! Give him kisses.

“Y-you…”

Jungkook smiled slightly.

[Jungkook]

So, you admit it…

“What else would I do… the kid didn’t ask to be made...”

Mmm.. sure.. Very respectful.

“What’s your point?”

You didn’t buy any Plan Beta today…

“And?”

In the shower we…

“... he didn’t ask me to get any.”

Interesting excuse.

Jungkook touched Jimin’s cheek gently.

His phone rang and broke the moment; it was Taehyung.

“Speak to me,” Jungkook answered.

“They moved the slaves,” Taehyung said, “It’s going to take me a bit to track them down. So you know this isn’t my area, I can’t ask too many questions.”

“Fuck. Fine, keep at it... And, ah... I need you to pretend Jimin is your sugarbaby.”

“Do I have to only pretend? Jimin is smoking hot.”

“Do you like breathing?”

“Well… not always. I cum really hard when I am choked,” Taehyung shot back.

“I could have lived my entire life without knowing that…”  Jungkook ground out.

“Oh … well too bad, you know now. Just warn Jimin he has to share me,” Taehyung said, “Unless he wants to fight it out in a wet tee shirt contest.”

“A wet tee shirt contest? I will fucking skin you alive!”

“Wet tee shirt?” Jimin asked, sounding perplexed.

“Wait, no, scratch that, how about a mud fight?”

Jungkook didn’t even know he was growling until Jimin put a hand on his thighs and squeezed it.

“You’ve got it bad. Just last month we shared … Now you’ve gone all family man on me,” Taehyung whined, “I see how it is. It’s because his ass is phat isn’t it?”

Jungkook puffed out a breath.

“Look, I’m going before I put a hit out on you my damn self,” Jungkook grumbled.

“I texted Jimin his schedule, luckily he at least filled out the application form before we left to save you,” Taehyung said. 

“Fine, goodbye.”

Jungkook ended the call with an angry tap on the phone.

He looked at Jimin…

“When do you have to check in with your handler?

“Next week…” Jimin said.

“Okay, fine. I’m going to check on some things…. Text me if you need me. Tae sent your work schedule to your phone and he is on board with you being his fake lover… but he already has one .. so look out for that.”

Jimin frowned.

“I hope it’s not another Omega…” Jimin muttered, “Namjoon is bad enough.”

He’s never going to let this go. I warned you.

Jungkook sighed and stood up.

“I think it is, if it’s who I think he means, but Taehyung is sexually transient so I can’t keep up,” Jungkook said.

“Ah. I’ll ask him…”

[Jimin]

Jungkook left the room and Jimin checked his schedule on his phone then sent Taehyung a message.

JM: Hey, who's your current bf?

TH: Hi baby.

JM: … Why are you calling me that?

TH: I’m your Sugar Daddy now, get used to it.

Damn, is he going to call us that in public

“Oh no…”

Well. one of us needed to be an avenger instead of getting a cushy job in cyber crimes…

“Shut up.”

JM: Ok, okay.. .

TH: Okay Daddy.

Now he’s just pushing it.

“He’s such a lil shit...”

JM: In your dreams...

TH: If you want to... What do you want dream you to be wearing?

Help! I take it back, I love him..

“Trust you…”

JM: ANYWAY, who is your bf!!

TH: Ah, his name is Min Yoongi.

JM: Is he in the gang? That name is familiar.

TH: … a district attorney 

You have to be kidding me…

“What in the world?”

JM: What?!

TH: Mmm… he’s nice though. I don’t think he’ll fight you for me, he will probably try to bed you though.

JM: Isn’t he an Omega?

TH: And?

JM: Well.

See, I told you. Omega on Omega action is all the rage.

“No.”

Wait, I didn’t mean for me….

“Just saying…”

TH: Anyway baby, how long have you been dating Jungkook?

JM: Ask him.

TH: -_- 

JM: =^_^=

TH: So, where did you learn to shoot and control a scene like that?

JM: The police academy.

TH: #$^&#*^$(

Jimin smiled.

[Jungkook]

“So...” Seokjin said as soon as Jungkook entered the room.

“Yes?”

Namjoon was nowhere to be seen or Alex.

“Where are the others?”

“I sent Namjoon home, Alex is taking him. He should rest after what happened. You should too, but I won’t waste my breath saying so.”

Jungkook looked Seokjin up and down, and the man was pacing the room.

“What the hell is wrong with you?”

“Pull Taehyung out,” Seokjin said.

Jungkook sighed and poured himself some coffee from the machine. He added milk and sugar before sitting at this desk.

“I can’t,” Jungkook said, “I need him.”

“Someone is trying to kill him, to hell with what you need. Find someone expendable.”

Jungkook opened his laptop.

“Is that who we are now, trading out high value men for pawns?” Jungkook asked.

"Always, don’t fuck with me..”

“If you were going to get attached to him, why did you fuck him?” Jungkook asked casually.

Seokjin stopped pacing. He picked up a book and chucked it at Jungkook’s head.

Jungkook tilted and caught the book with his free hand.

“Throwing a tantrum?”

“You’re full of it kid,” Seokjin said, “We all fucked each other at some point, and it isn’t about that…”

“I know, I just like to see you get mad…” Jungkook said, “Taehyung decides when we pull out. That was the agreement.  We don’t run scared at the first sign of progress.”

“How is an ambush progress?”

“Means he’s rattling them,” Jungkook said.

“He’d rattle anybody, doesn’t mean he’s making headway.”

“They just gave him more territory. It is understandable someone got mad,” Jungkook said.

“Fine,” Seokjin said, sounding anything but fine as he sat down heavily.

“What’s really bothering you?”

“Nothing…” Seokjin muttered.

“Was it Namjoon being in the gun fight?” Jungkook suggested.

There was no answer. 

Ah, that was it then. Cute. My Omega killing people just made me hard

“...Well, we’re not the standard here.”

We should be. I’m happy.

“You’re happy because you think he’s knocked up.”

And there was no reply.

Jungkook had been joking, but now…

“Is he really!!?”

The silence stretched on.

Chapter Text

[Jimin]

The first test was negative.

“Why am I disappointed?”

You want his kid.

“No, that's crazy.”

Check another.

The second test was negative.

The third test was negative.

“I’m just wasting them at this point...”

Mmm…

The fourth test was negative.

“I’m done… Let me message him.”

JM: It’s negative. 

JK: All?

JM: I did 4.

JK: I’m coming.

You’re crying by the way.

Jimin hopped up off the toilet seat and stared at his face in the mirror. His vision was blurring.

“What the fuck is wrong with me…”

Jimin heard Jungkook outside and scrambled to wipe his eyes. He disposed of the cup and the tests and went out.

When he saw Jungkook’s face he was surprised to see disappointment there.

“It’s okay Jimin,” Jungkook said, “You look upset.”

“I-” Jimin started and stopped, he hovered in the doorway, frightened to get any nearer to Jungkook.

“What’s going on with us?” Jimin whispered.

“I don’t know...” Jungkook said, “It doesn’t make any sense.”

Silence.

We didn’t take Plan Beta. We can check next week and see if this morning works…

“Isn’t that admitting to wanting his child?”

You were crying.

“How do you feel about it?”

The Omega didn’t answer.

[Jungkook]

Fuck I wanted pups. Anyway there is always next time, we didn’t use protection this morning.

“That is admitting we want children.”

And you don’t? You’re disappointed as hell and so is he.

“This is nonsensical.”

I deal in truth. Put this into the open and talk about it.

“Fuck. This is going to be awkward, especially if he denies it.”

Tough shit. Do it.

“Is it a bad time to ask you if you want to take another Plan Beta or…”

Jimin paled and then blushed, he withdrew a little and Jungkook hated himself for asking.

“Do you want me to, Alpha?” Jimin asked in a husky voice and Jungkook hated how vulnerable he sounded.

“I don’t. And it’s fucked up.”

There was a shy smile on Jimin’s face that made Jungkook’s heart skip a bit.

“Oh God... he wants my kid.”

MMmmhmm. Duh.

“Shut up. This is a big fucking deal. He’s a cop and we just met.”

Who are you trying to convince?

“I don’t either,” Jimin said, “And that’s crazy… but it’s how I feel.”

“We still have another day before the Plan Beta won’t work. We can sleep on it tonight…” Jungkook said diplomatically, “Maybe we’re still emotional from the test or even the gun fight.”

Jimin was quiet and Jungkook’s heart ached.

He closed the distance and scooped Jimin up into his arms bridal style and carried him to the bed. He knew the Omega was still limping, but more than that he felt too far away from him.

Jimin snuggled into his chest even though it was a short trip and Jungkook ended up sitting on the bed with Jimin still cradled in his arms because he didn’t want to let him go yet.

[Jimin]

“He wants… the same thing as me... Are we both just crazy?”

Yes.

“What should I do?”

Be happy?

“...”

Jimin peeped up at Jungkook and the Alpha looked down at the same time and caught him staring. Jimin nervously looked away, but when he looked back, Jungkook was still staring. He had a smile on his face and Jimin returned it.

“Are we really going to be this stupid?” Jimin asked.

“Yes, I hope so,” Jungkook said, “I’m willing to keep fucking until it works, and then fuck you more after to celebrate.”

That is my fucking man! I picked a good one. 

“I can’t believe you”

OPERATION BABY DADDY LET’S GO!

“I can’t believe you.”

Imma have a baby by you baby, make me a millionaire!

“Is he really that rich?”

I am just assuming, but you can ask.

“You set me up all the time..”

Let me take over then…

“Hell no!”

Kekekeke 

“I’m not angry at that but... I don’t know... My job is uncertain, I don’t get paid a lot as a cop.”

Jungkook frowned.

Not the best approach..

“Why?”

Well you fucked around, you’ll find out.

“Are you trying to tell me you are risking your life and you’re still poor?”

“I-”

Kekeke

“Fuck you wolf.”

“Well? Because I don't understand.”

“It’s just how it is in the civil service,” Jimin said helplessly.

“After this case, transfer to a desk job,” Jungkook said flatly, there was a muscle jumping in his jaw and his eyes were cold, “Lie in your psych evaluation if you have to.”

Oh. Baby Daddy is mad.

“We’re not calling him that..”

Speak for yourself.

“Jungkook I-”

“Can't possibly expect to keep a field job and have my children”

Fuck he said children. WARNING SLICK INCOMING!

“God, this is new underwear.”

“I need to go to the bathroom,” Jimin muttered.

“Is it because you’re about to leave a wet spot on my leg and you’re embarrassed?” Jungkook asked bluntly.

“Y-yes…” Jimin murmured.

“Then no, let’s talk about this.”

Jimin took a deep breath.

“I need to think about it, I never even thought about kids before… I just lived my life one case to the next. This is a lot.”

Jungkook frowned and closed his eyes. 

[Jungkook]

Fuck. I actually agree with you. Don’t want my Omega on the streets.

“And if he points out we’re criminals?”

This is your fault by the way, I wanted to be an accountant.

“Why are you lying? You told me you were a mob boss in your last life too.”

Ignore that, I need a new narrative to throw you under the bus.

“...”

“Okay, do you want to take the Plan Beta and give yourself more than twenty-four hours?” Jungkook offered. It was the last thing he wanted, but just like with his gang, he was the leader here and it needed to be said.

“No,” Jimin said without pause, “I won’t take it.”

“Okay…”

I’m happy as fuck right now.

“Yeah... me too.”

“So I’ll let you think about it… and we’ll talk some more. We’ll have a couple months before you’ll start showing and things will change.”

Jimin shivered in his arms and Jungkook tucked him closer.

“I’m crazy, but... it is what it is, I guess,” Jimin said, “I am sad I’m not pregnant, and I don’t regret this morning. The only thing I regret is the Hennessy.”

What is he talking about?

“I don’t know…”

Well ask him

“I’m kind of afraid to…”

“What about the Hennessey?”

“It tastes god awful, but it’s your favourite drink and it reminds me of you so I have been drinking it when I miss you.”

Dang. He is going to make me cry.

“That is… romantic.”

In a fucked up way.

“Seems to be our brand.”

“Oh. That’s kind of endearing,” Jungkook said, “I also like Jack Daniels if it helps.”

“Fuck, that tastes terrible too. I am a Johnny Walker kind of man myself, but my baby daddy has no taste in alcohol.”

“What did you just call me?” Jungkook asked in complete shock.

BARK! WOOOOOF!

“Not this again.”

He called me baby daddy. Move over bitch. It’s BARKING TIME.

“Sigh. my bad.”

Ahem. BARK! BARK! WOOOOF!

[Jimin]

Oops. 

“I hate you so much right now..”

Oh well, he seemed to like it, if that log against my ass is anything to go by.

“Did you call it a log?”

Nah, you’re right, it’s like a whole trunk…

“Did you ever find out how to separate from a wolf spirit?”

HEY!

“I’m sorry, that’s my Omega’s influence... He’s a smart ass.”

“Ah... hm. Well you can tell him that he made my Alpha so happy that he is barking.”

Told you. I know the way to my man’s heart.

“Jeez, my Omega didn’t need encouragement,” Jimin said and he sat up gingerly and removed himself from Jungkook’s lap.

He was sticky and the room lit up with the smell of his slick… and there really was a wet spot on Jungkook’s pants.

“Oh God… you can’t go back out there like that,” Jimin fretted.

“I won’t, I have spare clothing. I would never share your scent with anyone,” Jungkook said, “If they so much as growl, I would beat them senseless.”

Baby daddy is so possessive…

“That is not a good thing.”

I don’t see why?

“How do you suppose he’ll be when I am pregnant?”

Welp. 

“That’s all you got?”

We can get a subscription to Martha Stewart and O magazine.

“Huh?”

OOooo and Good Housekeeping.

“I am guessing by your expression you are going through it with your Omega,” Jungkook said. 

He was up and changing and Jimin could only nod. He didn’t know what to say right now.

“Anything I can help with?”

“Not unless you have a magazine subscription plan,” Jimin muttered.

Confusion married Jungkook’s pretty features.

“You’re going to have to give me more than that to work with, Baby.”

“No, it’s part of the later discussion we have to have at some point,” Jimin said.

Jungkook looked conflicted, but he nodded.

“Is your Alpha giving you trouble too?” Jimin guessed.

“Yes,” Jungkook said and he didn’t elaborate which made Jimin even more curious. He decided to trust Jungkook’s judgement though.

“I’m going to get a nap,” Jimin announced, “It’s been quite a day. I killed a whole bunch of people and got my brains screwed out. Found out I failed to get pregnant and that my boyfriend wants me to quit my job. I need a break from consciousness.”

The amount of hot potatoes you just threw in one sentence…

“It’s just the truth.”

You shorted out the Alpha.

“Oh well.”

[Jungkook]

He said he failed.

“How could he fail? He took Plan Beta, it’s not his fault.”

He called us his boyfriend.

“I heard.”

We’re down bad.

“Down awful.”

I’m in L word and it doesn’t end with T.

“You’re kidding.”

Imprinted and it feels so good!

“Damn I forgot about that.”

“Jimin, are you aware that you imprinted on me?”

[Jimin]

“Bitch, you didn’t”

Hehe. I told you to say Sike.

“Is that what you meant this whole time!”

“Maybe.”

I hate you so much.

“But you love him.”

“No, I don’t.” Jimin disagreed automatically. He refused to entertain that level of madness.

“You don't know what? You aren’t imprinted?”

Jimin was so rattled he spoke out loud.

“Look, yes, I am imprinted. But just leave me alone for a while please. I AM FUCKING DONE WITH TODAY!”

[Jungkook]

Ooop! Calling it now, he’s pregnant this time.

“It doesn’t happen that quickly.”

Yes it does, dofus, we are magical creatures... Hello?

“I-”

Jungkook didn’t know what to say to that, so he focused on giving Jimin what he said he needed.

“Okay, I’m going. If you need me, text.”

“K. Thanks. Bye,” Jimin said and Jungkook left the room directly.

[Jimin]

Wow, that was rude.

“You shut to fuck up too. Imprinting on criminals with your headass.”

Excuse me, I was a cat burglar in my last life. It's not my fault you got caught and decided to go straight.

“I ended up in juvie. What was your suggestion, try for a big boy prison next?”

Would have probably met Jungkook there, I’m sure he’s had a visit or two.

You know what, to hell with you!

Jimin went for his bag and pulled out his stash of painkillers and found one that put you to sleep. He took it in the bath and bundled up in bed.

His Omega was trying to talk to him, but he ignored him.

Chapter Text

Taehyung watched Jimin enter the bar with a small smile. The man was wearing all black, looking like a professional bartender - the few Alphas in the bar perked up at his presence and Taehyung thought that Jungkook had every reason to be territorial as he was being.

He had gotten a call this morning that was just a little bit more friendly than a threat reminding him to keep his hands to himself and not to let anything happen to Jimin or he would die an excruciating death.

“Hi Tae,” Jimin said. He seemed more comfortable with him after their lengthy texting session.

“Hi Jimin,'' Taehyung said and he put his arm around Jimin’s waist and pulled him against him.

The mood in the bar shifted as the staff took note of their compromised positions.

Jimin glared at him and poked him in the side.

“That’s enough don’t you think,” the Omega hissed.

Mmmm he smells divine. 100% would fuck.

“You say that about most pretty boys.”

This is special. 120% would fuck then.

“‘I’ll tell Yoongi.”

Good idea, we can fuck him together.

“Why do I bother?”

“No it’s not enough Baby,” Taehyung whispered back, it looked like they were canoodling from the outside, “How could anyone ever get enough of you?”

Jimin blushed, his skin dusky and pink and Taehyung smirked.

“You’re gorgeous, Jeon doesn’t deserve you.” 

Jimin’s eyes flashed with annoyance and Taehyung let him go.

“Can I get started now?” Jimin asked in a measured tone.

Oh, he is mad. And twice as hot. New plan: make him mad often.

“Sigh.”

“There is some paperwork for you to sign in my office,” Taehyung said and he proceeded Jimin into the room.

When the door closed, Jimin pounced on him and the suddenness made Taehyung’s fight of flight kick up and they ended up in a brief wrestling match before Jimin pinned him to his own desk.

Fucccckkkk 140% would let fuck me.

“Not the time, he is a cop, remember?”

Oh right, is he arresting us?!

“Don’t you ever say my Alpha doesn’t deserve me!” Jimin hissed, “Give me one good reason that sets him apart from you?”

Are they mates?

“Have to be. Jeon set me up… wait until I see him again.”

Show Jimin those pictures from his last birthday party…

“Dang. That would definitely be against the bro code.”

“Jimin. Let me go, now.” Taehyung said quietly.

“No, answer me,” Jimin said, “Where do you get off saying shit like that about my man?”

He’s down bad. 

“Diabolical.”

How do we get Yoongi like this for us?

“Which Yoongi? Not ours! LOL”

… a wolf can dream

“It’s the things we say about our friends. I gather you don’t have any if you can’t tell the difference between being a smart ass and malice.”

Jimin stiffened and his scent was sad.

Fuck, you did it now.

“Glass house, stones; not my fault he is fucking around with petty ole me.”

Jimin let him go.

“Where are the papers?” Jimin said flatly.

Uncool. I wanted to be his friend.

“You wanted to fuck him.”

Exactly.

“But- you know what... Nevermind.”

Taehyung gave him the folder and Jimin snatched up the pen and signed in angry scrawls. Taehyung was sure he wasn’t even reading them. He wasn’t in the mood to play the good samaritan and remind him to read carefully; his arm was smarting from where Jimin had twisted it.

When Jimin was done he got up and left without another word.

Taehyung enjoyed the jiggle of his ass as he left.

Then he messaged Jungkook.

TH: So when is the mating?

JK: … bro what?

TH: Just got assaulted for saying you don’t deserve him.

JK: I don’t.

TH: I think everybody knows that but him.

JK: I stay winning...

TH: Back to the main point, your fucking with my life having me pretend to be his boyfriend.

JK: I’ll talk to him about attacking you… thanks for doing this.

TH: … 

JK: What? What else do you want?

TH: … Are you imprinted?

JK: …

JK: … and if I am?

Is he fucking serious?

“Unfortunately.”

Tell him to say sike right now.

TK: Beta says, says Sike.

JK: Not him too... Look, we’re imprinted, it’s complicated. We’re working on it, but this case is important to Jimin. Please help us.

TH: Not you saying please. Start the rapture.

JK: Fuck you. Bye. Love you.

TH: *middle finger emoji*

I need to talk to his Alpha.

“I have paperwork to do.”

Oh you thought I was asking?

The next moment Taehyung was staring blankly ahead having fallen into trance.

[Mindscape]

TH Beta: Why are you hesitating?

JK Alpha: You didn’t even knock.

TH Beta: Pack Beta, it’s literally my privilege…

JK Alpha: He’s conflicted and confused. He’s trying to navigate suddenly wanting my pups.

TH Beta: Can he navigate it easier with a bite in his neck? 

JK Alpha: … imagining it now. Fffffff..

TH Beta: Have you been knotting him?

JK Alpha: TMI much? You ain't my Mom!

TH Beta: Don’t play with me.

JK Alpha: Yes. And I will keep doing it.

TH Beta: You have a week, I’m not going to let you destroy my pack because you found love in a hopeless place.

JK Alpha: Ri ri reference? Ooo you are upset.

TH Beta: Are you going to kiss it better?

JK Alpha: Not even if you were the only boy in the world.

TH Beta: Ooo... man down! You win that round.

JK Alpha: Heh.

TH Beta: You have a week. 

JK Alpha: Got it. I’m going to see him in a couple days.. We’ll talk then.

TH Beta: Gone.

[Two Days Later]

Taehyung took off the brass knuckles and washed his hands with a bottle of water that one of his men had brought for him. 

He had broken the man’s neck at the end, he didn’t feel like wasting bullets.

His phone rang, it was Yoongi.

Taehyung’s demeanor shifted.

“Hi Baby,” Taehyung said with a smile, “You’re calling me at an odd hour.”

“I miss you,” Yoongi said, “Plus this jackass I work with is irritating me.”

Taehyung smiled slightly.

“Do you want to tell me about it?” Taehyung asked. He indicated to his men to finish cleaning up and he went outside and climbed into the driver’s seat of his Maserati.

The phone switched to speaker mode and now the interior of his car was filled with Yoongi’s voice.

“I would like you to put a hit out on him actually,” Yoongi said.

Taehyung drove out of the warehouse parking lot before answering.

“How are you going to pay?” Taehyung asked.

“I’ll let you tie me up and use me as a table for a night,” Yoongi answered without missing a beat.

“Oh, just like that?”

“You know you want to…” Yoongi said.

He wasn’t wrong, the thought of Yoongi’s milky white skin wrapped up in red rope was doing to things this lower half that should be illegal.

Do it.

“You have to be the most irresponsible wolf spirit ever given to man.”

Tell him I want his hair dyed pink.

“My Beta wants its Omega’s hair pink,” Taehyung said, relaying the message.

“Anything for him,” Yoongi said.

“There is something else…”

“Why does this sound like something I won’t like?”

Taehyung didn’t think it was that big a deal though so he didn’t hesitate.

“Golden 1 needs me to pretend to be fucking his police boyfriend to help him with a sting on a double L sex ring.”

“Park Jimin?”

“You know him?”

“I know the case, it’s on that fool's desk. Listen… that is even more reason to kill him. He is even more crooked than me.”

“Meaning?”

“He’d sell Jimin out for a Kit Kat.”

“Fuck, I left Jimin alone at the club today,” Taehyung said, “And I’m half way across the city.”

“I’ll go.”

“Baby, have I told you lately that I want to fuck you?” Taehyung said.

“No, but ditto. Bye.”

Yoongi ran off and Taehyung drove faster.

After about five minutes his Beta spoke.

Go to the hideout.

“What?”

Now kid. 

“But Jimin…”

My Omega is capable. Go.

Taehyung switched lanes and got out on the next exit.

Chapter Text

Jimin was washing up some glasses when an Omega walked in. He was wearing a grey suit and leather boots which made him just a few inches shorter than Jimin. 

He walked with confidence over to the bar and Jimin realised that the bouncers seemed to know him and was watching them as if they expected some sort of spectacle.

This must be Yoongi.

“He’s very pretty.”

Very, he smells nice too.

“Don’t get any ideas!”

What? 

“Nothing...”

“Are you the bitch trying to steal my man?” Yoongi asked by way of greeting. He didn’t look angry, but his expression was a bit piercing.

“And if I am?” Jimin asked.

“Then you and I need to talk. Take off that apron and come outside.”

Jimin frowned. Despite the words, the other Omega didn’t seem like he was in the spotlight for a fight.

“What should I do?”

Go. I am intrigued.

Jimin indicated to the Beta who was on this shift with him that he was taking his break and he followed Yoongi into the parking lot.

“What is it that you want to say?”

“Duck!” Yoongi said and then pulled a gun from his waistband and fired behind JImin.

Jimin hit the pavement without hesitation and he heard two shots and then a thud as a body hit the ground. He rolled and saw a thickset man bleeding out on the ground with a gun in his hand.

What. the fuck.

“My sentiments exactly...”

Jimin heard the screech of a car and saw it barreling out the parking lot, he got the plate number.

Two bouncers spilled out of the club and Yoongi was wiping off the gun with a handkerchief and a spray bottle.

“Here, anybody asks, you killed him,” Yoongi said to one of them, giving him the gun and the Alpha readily agreed.

Jimin picked himself up off the ground.

“You have nerves of steel,” Yoongi told him, “You don’t seem the slightest bit rattled.”

Jimin didn’t know if that was the whole truth, but -

“What the fuck is going on.”

Yoongi pulled him back into the back, and then into the back room.

He poured them both a shot of Hennessy and Jimin tried not to throw a mini tantrum. What is it with these wolves and this drink?

“You might have heard I am a DA. The lead DA is in bed with the Los Lobos and he is trying his best to bring them up from a small gang to be an established mob.”

Jimin grit his teeth and a muscle worked in his jaw.

“He passed your info to a contact, and they probably heard you were working in this bar from one of those untrustworthy fucks out here,” Yoongi said. He sat on the desk and sipped his drink.

Jimin frowned.

“If I am compromised, then I need to come off the case,” Jimin said.

“You were compromised from the time you decided to let Jungkook fuck you,” Yoongi said, “This is nothing compared you getting dicked down by the head of the Hands.”

Jimin blushed, but then he squinted at the other Omega.

“You are fucking a double agent of the Hands,” Jimin pointed out.

“I’m not undercover trying to bust into a sex trafficking ring,” Yoongi said, “On the surface, Taehyung is a club owner and I am his lawyer boyfriend, who happens to work of the government. I don’t try drug or organized crime cases. I handle crimes in the banking and business sector. There truly is no conflict of interest - just a moral dilemma and I have no morals when it comes to picking a knot to sit on.”

I like him a lot.

“You would.”

We are going to be friends.

“Excellent…”

“I could almost say the same, but… my handler told me not to have anything to do with the Hands and I am doing the exact opposite,” Jimin admitted.

“Ah,  Jung Hoseok,” Yoongi said with a purr in his voice, “I am hoping to use this as an excuse to visit his office and show him I still don’t have a gag reflex.”

What. The. Fuck.

“Is he serious?”

“Are you serious? Aren’t you with Tae?”

“He wishes he could claim me,” Yoongi said, “I am considering joining his pack, but that is as much as he’ll get out of me.”

But Hoseok though? That psycho?

“Really that man is so scary…”

“Why are you looking so skeptical?” Yoongi asked, he unbuttoned his jacket and put it on the back of Taehyung’s chair. He drained his glass and re-filled it.

“That man is scary, and deadly. I heard he used to be in the military - special ops.”

“It’s true,” Yoongi said, “He has the tattoo on his arm.”

“He has tattoos?!”

“He has a piercing somewhere interesting too, but I won’t scandalize you further,” Yoongi said with a grin, “Let’s get back to you writing him a nice email about how you are compromised and need to be switched to cyber security.”

Convenient that he picked that, it seems he read our file.

“Seems so.”

“Admit you just want me from around you man,” Jimin said, just to test the water.

Yoongi laughed.

“You couldn't take him from me if you tried Sugar Cake,” Yoongi told him confidently, “But I am also not trying to keep him to myself. I enjoy watching him have sex with others.”

“Sugar Cake now?”

I like it. He’s sexy for an Omega.

“Don’t you dare walk about finding a fellow slicker attractive.”

Slicker? Seriously, that sounds terrible.

“Exactly, very unattractive. We’re imprinted on our Alpha, remember?”

Oh?

“Yes, we only have eyes for him.”

Is that so?

"Yes, I don’t want anyone else."

Okay, if you insist. We should get mated then.

“Wait…”

Kekeke

“I hate you.”

But you love Jungkook.

“Shut up.”

“Arguing with your Omega?” Yoongi guessed.

“How did you know?” Jimin asked.

“Your rapid eye movement and the fluctuation of your scent. I have to do a lot of interrogation and questioning of witnesses. Picking up that stuff is part of the job.”

“Fair enough…”

“So back to my question, when are you going to tell Hoseok...”

“There is no one to put on the case. It’ll go into the cold pile; if I pull out, those victims will suffer,” Jimin said, “I can’t live with myself.”

“There will always be other victims,” Yoongi said, “Why is this one riding you?”

Tell him.

“I-”

Go on. Say it.

“It happened to me. I was drafted out of my youth hostel involuntarily and I escaped because I got hold of a gun,” Jimin said, “I joined the police academy directly after when my juvie record was expunged as part of a deal for testifying about what happened...”

Yoongi’s expression was somber, but not pitying and Jimin was very glad for that.

“Ah, you’re seeing yourself in this case,” Yoongi said, “That is all the more reason to take yourself off of it.”

What a hard ass.

“Yep.”

Me likey.

“Sigh.”

“That’s harsh. I am good at my job.”

“I will be the bigger person and not remind you whose cock you’ve been bouncing on lately,” Yoongi said. He effectively raised the point anyway and Jimin blushed again.

“Okay, I deserve that...” Jimin said.

Yoongi didn’t give him any quarter. 

Gradually Jimin got the idea that even if he didn’t report the situation himself, Yoongi probably would. And given that he had been in bed with Hoseok before he would definitely listen to Yoongi over him.

“I guess I’ll send the note when I get home…” Jimin told him.

Yoongi smiled at him from behind his shot glass.

“Good Omega.”

Fuck. That deep ass voice of his...

“Do not get wet.”

Get wet like the disloyal bitch I am, you said? OKAY!

“Seriously, why is he affecting you?”

Because I am alive and have eyes... Christ I don’t want to have sex with him… 

“I find that hard to believe.”

You’re irritating me… don’t you see hot people and find them attractive? It is normal.

“Not comfortable with it being someone right in front of us and not like a fire proof brigade member or something.”

“Goodness you two argue a lot,” Yoongi commented, “Must be exhausting, you should drink your henny and chill out. Jungkook should be here soon.”

“You called him?” Jimin asked in surprise.

“You didn’t text him?”

Jimin blinked. He had his phone out, yes, but he was playing Candy Crush.

“I-”

Yoongi frowned.

“I take it back, you're not a good Omega,” Yoongi told him.

No damn it. Tell him to take it back.

“I didn’t even consider telling Jungkook so I guess we aren’t?”

Yoongi pulled out his phone and dialled a number.

“Can’t believe someone tried to shoot you and you haven’t called him to pick you up and take you home,” Yoongi fretted.

“No need. I’ll get a bus at the end of my shift,” Jimin said, “You don't have to call him.”

Why not exactly?

“I don’t want him to worry.”

That is a pretty dumb reason…

“Gee, thanks, whose side are you on?”

The side that will get him back to calling me a Good Omega.

“Ugh!”

Yoongi was staring at him, he clearly didn’t agree.

“Your eyes don’t tell lies well. I can see that your Omega doesn’t agree with you. Listen to it more.”

Jimin didn’t know what to say to that.

He’s right. I am a genius.

“...”

The phone rang twice and then Jungkook answered; Yoongi put it on speaker phone.

“Jeon speaking,” said an achingly familiar voice.

Jimin’s heart rate picked up when he heard Jungkook’s voice.

He could clearly feel the difference now in his Omega’s reaction to this voice and he felt bad about giving him a hard time. 

“It’s Min.”

“Yes?” Jungkook asked in a clipped tone.

“Your Omega is compromised. I intercepted a double L hit. Come and pick him up. I am encouraging him to withdraw from the case, but I will do it for him if I have to.”

“Seokjin, get up. Go and get Jimin from Tae’s club. Take back up.”

“You’re not coming?” Yoongi asked.

“No. Tell me who ordered the hit.”

Jimin’s eyes widened. Jungkook sounded pissed off.

“Oh. You want to exact vengeance… I think Taehyung is handling that, come and get your boy.”

“I’m coming.”

Jungkook ended the call.

Yoongi put his phone down on the table and locked eyes with Jimin.

“This must be hard for you,” Yoongi said, “Life turned upside down.”

“It is…”

“Good dick does that,” Yoongi said, “Unproblematic men never can lay a good dick. It's always the toxic, dangerous, petty or possessive Alphas with the best game.”

Hehe

“I’m scared.”

Of?

“The future. I thought I had a plan… ”

Living case by case was not a plan. You were just adding to the statistics of cops with no work-life balance.

“Everything is happening so fast…”

Mmm. I disagree, I haven't touched my Alpha in thirty six hours. Time has been crawling.

“Just trying to get some perspective.”

And?

“Still blindly in lust.”

Suddenly there was the sound of gunshots and both he and Yoongi got up abruptly. Yoongi went over to the safe and opened it and handed Jimin a gun and extra clip.

Then he checked the computer and Jimin joined him looking at the feed from the security cameras. Three men had entered the bar with guns.

“Oh they went for help,” Yoongi said flatly, “They decided to fuck with the wrong person.”

Jimin agreed though perhaps not for the same reason. He marked the men’s positions, they were holding the Beta he worked with hostage to get the bouncers to drop their weapons.

He ran out before Yoongi could stop him and so as he reached the scene he fired.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Three headshots. Three bodies.

The Beta was screaming, the bouncer had their guns pointed at him now and Yoongi came up behind him.

“Fucking hell Park! And you two stop pointing weapons as him, you dumb cunts!” Yoongi snapped.

They lowered their weapons.

The Beta wiped his face, realised it was blood and brain matter from the man now dead at his feet and he fainted.

Jimin put the gun on the counter and fixed himself a proper drink.

Cranberry and vodka just hit the spot.

Chapter Text

Jungkook pulled Jimin against him as soon as the man got into the car and kissed his neck. His Alpha was wound up tight and needed to be assured that his Omega was okay. His body was shaking with rage and upset

He smells like slick...

“Yes.”

Why?

“Fuck I don’t know?”

Ask him.

“Why do you smell like slick?”

Jimin looked at him with a panicked expression.

What is this then?

“I don’t know, but I don’t like it.”

“It’s not me! It’s you, Omega, you talk to him!”

For the first time Jimin regressed and his eyes turned from black to yellow.

“H-Hi Alpha, don’t be mad but Yoongi is kinda hot.”

Oh… well he is.

“Point... But still. I don’t want him thinking it is okay.”

Lust is normal, it is dwelling in or acting upon the lust that is the problem.

“Look at you being reasonable.”

This is my mate. I have every reason to be lenient.

“You talk to him, I don’t feel lenient.”

“He is good looking, but my days of sharing are over now that you are mine,” the Alpha said, “I’ll have to punish you for this.”

“Wait, I thought you were being lenient.”

I lied.

“I- … punishment?”

“What kind of punishment,” the Omega asked, his eyes were large and he looked adorable. The Alpha though was unmoved.

“Bad Omegas get spanked,” the Alpha told him and the Omega’s yellow eyes dilated and he shivered.

“I think you’re arousing him.”

That is the plan... Yes.

“I can’t keep up.”

“Alpha, don’t be mad. I only want your cock I promise,” Jimin’s Omega was producing the most enticing scent and Jungkook was now drowning in the smell of slick.

Seokjin was driving and he cursed.

“Fucking hell,” Seokjin muttered.

“You have no right to complain,” Jungkook told him, taking back over from his Alpha, “I had to watch you go balls deep in all of Namjoon’s holes over the last few days more times than I can count.”

You shouldn't have said that.

“What? Why?”

Look down.

Jungkook tilted his head down and found Jimin outright glaring at him. The Omega was gone, the human side was back and he was pissed.

“Uh oh.”

Heh. thanks so much for ruining my fun, now we have no moral high ground.

“You were going to punish me for wanting Yoongi, and you’ve been watching live action porn without me there?!” Jimin thundered.

Seokjin snickered and Jungkook wished he had something to throw at him.

“It’s - … it’s normal for us,” Jungkook said, “As a pack, we don’t consider sex something to hide.”

Mmm let’s see if it works

“But it’s the truth.”

“Oh, so are you going to knot me on your desk when we get back to the office, since it is so normal?” Jimin demanded.

Jungkook felt his cock twitch and start to get hard and he cleared his throat.

Jimin stared at him in disbelief and then wiggled so he could touch the growing bulge as if he couldn’t believe it.

“You are a bunch of exhibitionists!!!” Jimin accused him.

"Guilty."

We are what we are.

"Not you turning philosophical cause he is squeezing our cock."

I am a wolf of simple origins…

“I can’t believe how hard you are at the thought of fucking me in front of you friends!!” Jimin continued.

“You’re beautiful Sugar Plum, why wouldn't I show you off? Seokjin and Alexander wouldn’t ever touch you, I have nothing to fear,” Jungkook said and he was aware of how smug he sounded.  Pack bonds like the one he had with them didn’t come around often.

“You didn’t say that about Tae,” Jimin reminded him.

“Because it would be a lie. I indulged him too much in sharing, so the boundaries are blurred,” Jungkook told him with a wry smile.

“You felt less threatened because he is Beta,” Seokjin pointed out, “Which I still think is dumb. He is one of the most dominant Betas in existence.”

“You’re just sayin that to explain why he had you knees up by your ears,” Jungkook rebutted.

Jimin choked on a laugh and Seokjin’s ears turned red. Jungkook smiled, victory.

“YAH! You have too many skeletons in your closet to be outing me like this to Jimin!”

He has a point.

“Unfortunately. Your fault…”

Life is meant for living, ass is meant for tapping. Here ends the reading.

Jimin was still feeling his cock through the pants and Jungkook was finding it hard to focus.

“I’m still upset that I really scolded my Omega just for you to be a whole freak on the low,” Jimin said fretfully.

Let me handle this.

“Um..”

Jungkook’s Alpha shifted forward and Jimin went tense and alert.

***

Oh shit... Daddy now land!

“Why are you getting so wet…”

Why are you getting hard?

“He is just so sexy, I can’t help it…"

Jimin was gasping in shock the next moment, Jungkook snapped his pants and pulled down Jimin’s slacks uncovering his lace boxers which were noticeably tented and damp. He even took off Jimin’s sneakers so he could take the pants off entirely.

“Fucking hell Jungkook, I am trying to drive and not kill anyone,” Seokjin snapped, “you have in here smelling like a Bath and body works.”

“Go to a parking lot, and sit back and enjoy the show,” Jungkook said.

Jimin trembled.

“Oh God he is going to fuck me in this car.”

OH YES!

“With Seokjin -”

Who cares... It’s been almost forty hours since I had his hands on my bare ass. It's time.

“Are we really this needy?”

I don’t know about you, but I am way more needy than this.

Jungkook pulled down his underwear next, and dropped it on top of his discarded pants. 

“Put your leg on my shoulder,” the Alpha told him. There was so much command in the phrase that Jimin felt like his mind was buckling already.

Oh fuck. I want his babies.

“We-, I-”

“Now, Sugar Plum.”

Jimin lifted his leg and put it over the back of Jungkook’s shoulders. The Alpha he noted had made no moves to undress yet here he was half naked and spread out. He was so exposed…

Seokjin was parking and Jimin was trembling. 

“I-I’m so wet, so wet,” Jimin whimpered. The amount of slick coming out of his quivering hole was embarrassing and his cock was bobbing free now and dripping precum everywhere. He looked as needy as he felt and his body warmed with a full blush from head to toe and he hid his face.

When he felt Jungkook’s fingers at his entrance, he peeked out between his fingers and found intense yellow eyes looking at him.

“So, what exactly did Yoongi do to make you wet?” Jungkook asked.

Oh god, not this... Oh no.

“This isn’t fair. Why is he asking this now?”

“I-I plead the fifth,” Jimin stammered.

“The fifth finger is a thumb and that is fisting Sugar, you sure you want that?” the Alpha drawled.

Seokjin chuckled. Jimin fancied he could smell the other Alpha’s arousal too and it made his head spin faster. 

Meanwhile, the Omega was reacting strongly.

Did he just…

“WHY ARE YOU GETTING WETTER YOU DERANGED BITCH!?”

This type of love isn’t rational, it’s physical.

“Britney? At a time like this?”

It’s always time for Britney.. Answer him by the way I’m too busy imagining it

“You know that isn’t what I meant,” Jimin told him, his voice pitched upwards.

Jungkook pushed two fingers inside him in one easy slide; that was how wet he was. 

“Then answer me,” the Alpha told him.

“N-No… it’s embarrassing,” Jimin countered. He looked away and instantly regretted it because now he could see Seokjin was watching them in the rearview mirror.

Jungkook slid in a third finger and then a fourth without much pause and Jimin’s hips undulated. It felt so fucking good… what was this experience… never in life.

“Ah! Ah!... Alpha!”

“Yes, Sugar?”

“So full, feel good...” Jimin admitted.

“Mmm...tell me Jimin, what did the Omega say that had mine leaking without my permission?” Jungkook was cradling the back of his head before, but now he lowered him to lay on the seat and put his leg in a more comfortable position leaving him just as exposed. Jungkook pressed his thumb to his entrance and Jimin made an inhuman noise.

“Jungkook!”

“Yes, Omega. Tell me what I want to know, it was you that got wet right?”

Oh he’s talking to me...

“Don't respond.”

… what part of imprinting don’t you get?

“What do you mean?”

This isn’t a reality wherein I disobey my Alpha unless it was something really harmful to me or an innocent.

“It’s not that deep.”

For you.

Jimin felt his Omega push him aside for the first time and it was an unpleasant feeling.

“Yes, Alpha. It was me, it was because he called me a Good Omega in a really deep voice,” the Omega told him, “Please don’t be mad.”

Jungkook pressed his thumb in next to his bunched up fingers and Jimin whimpered and gripped the car seat. He felt like he would black out from the emotions and sensation going through him.

He could hear how wet he was, Jungkook was moving his fingers and he could hear how sticky they were.

“So, you like when other men call you a Good Omega?” Jungkook asked and Jimin could only whimper in response. Jungkook was rotating his wrist and pressing the fingers deeper, he was approaching the last knuckles and the stretch was beginning to feel like he was being knotted.

“F-Fuck... I’m going to cum!” Jimin cried out. He was thrashing and Jungkook had a hand on his stomach holding his lower half down so he wouldn’t dislodged his fingers.

“Mmm...he doesn’t seem to want to answer, help me out Seokjin.”

“Wait... what is he asking for help with?”

Mmphdhhf...

“You are no help to me here!”

“You are a very good Omega,” Seokjin said in what Jimin could only call a professional tone, his voice was so smooth and sexy it hit him right in the feels, made his ass clench and his Omega came hard drenching everything in slick and cum.

Jungkook just laughed, the bastard.

“That’s hot,” Seokjin commented.

“Very,” Jungkook said and he rubbed Jimin’s tummy as he went through the throes of his orgasm. He was shaking after and embarrassed beyond reason. 

He covered his face and cried.

***

“Fuck he’s crying.”

It's normal.

“What the fuck is normal?”

We took him past one of his comfort zones and he’s overwhelmed.

“Oh..”

Don’t you dare make him feel bad for crying.

“Hey now...I’m learning.”

Learn faster. After care time.

Jungkook removed his fingers. He would have to send the car to the valet… and probably put these clothes in the garbage, Jimin had cum a lot.

He pulled Jimin back into his arms properly, with his foot down for the first time in over ten minutes and pressed kisses to his hair and the back of his hands.

The man was crying like his dog had died, but the emotions coming off of him were not distressed. His scent was still sensual and alluring.

“I’m sorry,” the Omega whined.

“You don’t have to be sorry Sugar. We all have kinks,” Jungkook whispered, “You like to be praised, that is OK. The point of sex is for you to feel good.”

Jimin removed his hands from his face and looked at him with a soft look.

“You’re really not mad?”

“No, I’m not mad.”

“A-are you jealous?” Jimin asked.

Are we?

“Aren’t you?”

No way, he’ll totally let me fist him. I stay winning.

“You know what, sorry I asked.”

“We’re not jealous of your kink. We agree with you that Yoongi is sexy and, as we have been indulging in some casual porn consumption, we won't be hypocrites,” Jungkook said. He was settled back into being in control while Jimin seemed to be in an inbetween state.

“Okay, I’m glad you're not upset with me,” Jimin whispered.

They lapsed into silence which was broken by their driver.

“Shall I drive you guys home?” Seokjin asked.

“Yes,” Jungkook said, “My Omega has had a long day.”

“I heard he shot three people in the head in under a minute,” Seokjin said as he reversed.

Mmm so much horny, so little time.

“He’s an excellent shot I am learning,” Jungkook said, pride in his voice.

Jimin was clinging, with his face pressed into his scent gland and his breathing was returning to normal and his shaking was easing.

“And you really are going to turn a hitter into a housewife?” Seokjin asked and Jungkook felt his stomach clench at the question.

Jimin stirred slightly.

“We haven’t gotten that far yet,” Jungkook said and he felt like he was lying. He furrowed his brow.

“I cleared out the garbage in the office bedroom,” Seokjin said flatly.

Jungkook blushed and Jimin gave a whimper of embarrassment.

Damn.

“Well.”

I want kids, not apologizing for wanting to breed my Omega.

“Well.”

“We’re still discussing it,” Jungkook said and he acknowledged it was a weak response. Especially after learning Jimin was compromised today.

“I see,” Seokjin said and those couple words felt fully loaded.

***

Jimin was in Jungkook’s bed again and he thought it was the place he was meant to be.

Jungkook had gotten them both cleaned and changed into new clothes before going to take a call from Yoongi.

Jungkook’s house was in a nice area, and the master bedroom was on the bottom level and had a wide balcony that led out to a flowered terrace with a hot tub and pools for swimming laps. Opulence.

We should rest, he’s going to fuck us silly later.

“Mmm…”

Jimin was dozing when he heard a knocking sound. He blinked and got him, gathering the robe around him and going to the glass sliding door in trance.

He pulled the curtain aside.

What the fuck are you doing.

It was too late. He was already peeping out and right into the stern eyes of Jung Hoseok.

Jimin stared dumbly.

Then he gave him a weak wave.

Seriously?

“...”

The break is over...

Chapter Text

[Jimin]

Jimin opened the sliding door and stepped out onto the balcony. Hoseok was wearing jeans, a tee and a pissed expression.

“How did you find me?”

“I bugged your phone,” Hoseok said, “It’s a standard safety measure… didn’t think I would be using it to find you in a drug lord’s bedroom.”

Jimin blushed.

“Why did you take this risk?” Jimin asked. He wondered if Yoongi had called him, but in case he hadn’t he didn't want to give away too much information.

“One of my informants told me you were compromised. I have to pull you out, but you were not answering the burner phone.”

Jimin couldn’t answer it, it was in his apartment.

“Oh, thanks… yeah… there was a hit on me today, but I got through it.”

Hoseok's face twisted.

“Jimin what the fuck are you doing with JK?”

Fucking him.

“Ayo! We can’t tell him that.”

No, tell him.

“To be honest, fucking him...” Jimin said, “This has nothing to do with work, I just want his knot.”

And his kids. Can I get an Amen!

“Shut up!”

“Are you out of your fucking mind? What future do you have being the bimbo for a criminal?”

This would hurt me more if I didn't know he fucked Yoongi.

“Yoongi is a DA.”

Fuck, he does have moral high ground, I hate it here. Quick hook him up with Tae.

“Hello?!”

… it made more sense before I said it

“I don’t know? I just. .. this is what I want.”

“And when I report you to the oversight committee for corruption? What will you do then?”

We put a bullet in your head for trying to separate us from our Alpha.

“Why are you so evil? ...but mood.

Hey, he started it.

“Do what you think is best,” Jimin said.

“I’ll switch you to a desk job in an unrelated unit,” Hoseok said, “And for God’s Sake be discrete. If NARCO makes you, it’s over. If you plan on settling down with him, I suggest you quit before you end up in jail.”

Damn.

“This is my fault, I can’t be mad at him…”

Speak for yourself.

Before he could answer he heard Jungkook’s voice.

“Jimin?” Jungkook called out as he came into the bedroom and then Jimin was conflicted, he stepped back into the room.

“Hi, my handler is here,” Jimin said, wondering how Jungkook would react.

The Alpha drew a gun and crossed over to him in two strides and Jimin’s eyes went wide.

“Wait! Alpha... “ Jimin held on to him, but Jungkook still got past him.

Hoseok though was gone, his figure was cutting through the garden.

“What the fuck Jimin?” Jungkook said, “Where is your self preservation? Do you answer every one that comes knocking wearing a skimpy robe and unarmed?”

Oh he's a mad, bitch…

“Sigh. it was silly to answer the knock, but it’s his fault he scrambled my brain in the car.”

Pro tip? Don’t tell him that.

“You left me brain dead after the car,” Jimin whined.

… sigh

“What?”

“Should I put you over my knee to wake you up with a good spanking for being careless?” Jungkook asked him and Jimin shivered.

“Is he being dead ass?”

I kinda hope he is… HAWT.

“We've seen his arm muscles tho. It’ll hurt!”

I like pain...

“I don’t... I’ll cry if he really spanks me.”

Sounds like fun to me.

“No, please don’t spank me when it is your fault for leaving me unsupervised after mindblowing sex,” Jimin said, holding his arm, “And put away the gun.”

Jungkook put the gun in the bedside table and took his phone out and dialed a number angrily.

“Explain to me how the fuck someone got up to my private patio?” Jungkook hissed into the phone, “What the hell am I paying you for?”

Jungkook listened to the response and he just looked more upset. 

“He knocked the lookouts unconscious? Listen, do better, I have my Omega on the premises and if this ever happens again, I’ll kill you all with my bare hands.”

Jimin shivered and inched towards the bed, slipping under the covers.

Wetness again. Hello horniess, my old friend.

“You finding him hot when he is angry must be some sort of kink.”

Mmm... maybe but you’re getting hard so…

“Shut up, that’s all you.”

Sure. sure.

“I’m not in the mood for any more mistakes.” Jungkook said and with that he dropped the phone on the side table and shrugged out of his jacket. Jimin watched hungrily as his body was revealed.

What a man...

All mine.

“Mmm and mine.”

I wanna have his babies! I’m serious like crazy!

“I-”

You?

Jimin caught Jungkook’s gaze and opened his robe, spreading his legs.

“I want them too.”

Now we’re talking!

[Jungkook]

Fuck.

“Fuckity fuck.”

I wasn’t going to bed him when I’m mad.

“Speak for yourself.”

Well. We should still try to talk about what happened.

“Fine”

Jungkook settled himself between Jimin’s legs and kissed him.

“You’re naughty.”

“I am,” Jimin agreed, clinging to him.

“What am I going to do with you?”

“Breed me,” Jimin said without hesitation and Jungkook’s eyes dilated and he almost collapsed on top of Jimin because his arms felt like they would give out.

He felt this in his soul.

Fuck. Major Jeon to ground control,  we’re going in! ALL SYSTEMS ARE GO!

“That’s more like it.”

When he kissed Jimin this time,  it was with a subtle desperation and the conversation was paused for the night.

[Taehyung]

He entered the DA’s house, he lived alone so no one would notice he was dead too quickly.

“You’re utterly crazy.”

Silence if you are only going to complain.

“I had to get the Beta with violent tendencies from the soul pool.

There was no response, he was creeping into the living room now.

The DA looked at him in shock then tried to grab a gun from a nearby dawer.

It was all too little too late.

Taehyung sprang and wrestled him to the ground with laughable ease.

“Kill this one quickly.”

No.

“Beta...”

Very well. But you take me to my Omega after.

“He is not your Omega, but fine...”

There was the crack and crunch of bone being broken and the man stopped struggling, the life seeping out of him.

He was a filthy Alpha too, why is it always one of them that displays no loyalty?

Taehyung stood, adjusted his gloves and started to sweep the apartment. He took valuables, the gun, extra bullets and any electronics that he came across, packing them into a collapsible backpack he had tucked into his coat pocket. 

He also took care to sweep the room for any recording devices before he left and went out the back of the apartment building.

Taehyung walked a block and sat on the bench and waited on the bus. He had left his car at a shopping mall and was headed back to pick it up now.

“I hate that you’re good at this.”

Tough.

A young mother came with her baby and Taehyung was distracted by making the little one laugh. He was really good with children.

We could have beautiful children with my Omega.

“See if you can get him to join the pack first at least before you start making all of these plans…”

You have a point.

The bus pulled up exactly on time and Taehyung let the young woman get on before.

He messaged Yoongi.

TH: the witch of the east is dead. I want what I was promised.

A picture came as an answer, Yoongi with pink hair wearing one of Taehyung’s dress shirts.

He’s in my den. Fuck… getting hard on the bus... Not cool.

“Calm down, I don’t want a charge for public indecency.”

He never used my key before.

‘“Don’t read too much into it. I can’t handle the heartbreak.”

If you don’t jump, you’ll never know if you can fly.

Taehyung rolled his eyes.

TH: I’m comin baby. Order some food.

YG: I cooked pizza.

Mmm… gonna fuck him so good tonight.

TH: Beta says he will fuck you good tonight.

YG: Counting on it.

I am so enamored with him.

“But you still wanted Jimin.”

...I know you’re grumpy because we did another hit, but don’t take it out on me.

“I’m just pointing out a fact.”

You wanted Jimin too…

That was up until I saw how he used a gun, reminded me too much of you.

His Beta went quiet and Taehyung bowed his head slightly.

***

Yoongi did look really pretty tied up and he was obedient and patient. Not even a word of complaint as Taehyung took his time and wrapped up his smooth body with rope.

He put Yoongi to kneel between his legs after he had finished tying him up and the Omega was using his mouth, bobbing his head up and down his cock hungrily as if he didn’t eat half a pizza an hour ago.

Fuck, so in love.

“He’s everything.”

He slipped his hand in the pink hair and started to tilt his hips up and down essentially fucking Yoongi’s throat. The Omega moaned around him, his eyes filling with tears and darkening with lust.

This was the perfect end to an incredibly difficult day.

[Yoongi]

Never met a Beta like this, he amazes me every time.

Yoongi didn’t answer. He and his Omega were equally bewitched with Taehyung’s Beta.

Alphas have nothing on him for sheer dominance, power and control.

Only Jung Hoseok would compare really… but that was tomorrow's dinner date.

Right now his hands were tied behind his back and then his hands secured to his ankles. Helpless, completely helpless, but yet he felt perfectly safe.

He’s killed for us. This changes things.

“It’s not the first time. Why does this change things?”

We are still pretending we don’t know about the others until he confesses.

“It was too convenient.”

I agree, but we directly asked and Daddy killed them in less than twenty four hours,

“I see your point.”

Yoongi’s mouth was sore already. Taehyung’s cock was big and he was rough with him. He didn’t dwell on it though. He moaned when the movements caused the clamps on his nipples to move and spikes of pain and pleasure shot through his chest.

This was his happy place. He worked hard and it never had an end. There was always another case, more paperwork, more politics. 

Getting used like this was the highlight of his week. No matter how dangerous it was to be in love with this man, he would never leave him.

At the same time, he didn’t want to be owned by anyone.

Let’s join his pack. Then he can talk to me directly and we can have a deeper connection.

“It might be an express ticket to being filled with pups.”

He got wetter, so wet it was dripping on the floor.

“I see.”

I am still going to see Hoseok tomorrow so don’t get me wrong…but he deserves it. I know he can keep them safe.

“I am on the same page.”

Yoongi zoned out after that, Taehyung was turned on by the heightened scent of his slick and was taking his mouth in earnest now. He concentrated on moving his tongue and suctioning his lips to give the very deserving Beta, maximum pleasure.

Taehyung came with a cry and Yoongi didn’t even have to swallow because he deposited his cum directly down his throat. Yoongi felt like he had a mini orgasm from all of the sensations in his body and mind.

Hot.

“Blazing.”

Tonight was going to be great.

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[Jimin]

Jimin woke up in the late morning feeling like he had gotten run through the night before because that was pretty much exactly what had happened. Jungkook had been like a man possessed and Jimin was somewhat convinced that he had sent him into rut with his reckless words. 

Without exaggeration, Jungkook had fucked him clear to daylight, finally relenting when the sun’s rays peaked through the window.

I am not walking ever again.

“You asked him to breed us, what did you think was going to happen?”

I didn’t expect to get knotted twice. He is sex machine.

“And he doesn't work for nobody but us!”

He better not… I would be shocked if his swimmers didn’t meet the target this time.

Jimin was mildly embarrassed about how appealing that was to him…

Jungkook was nowhere to be seen and Jimin couldn’t even hear him outside of the room so he picked up his phone and messaged him.

JM: I’m up.

Wow you’re high maintenance.

“Excuse me?”

You sent that and expected him just to come running…

“And?”

As he should of course, but it is still cool to see in action.

“...”

JK: Coming sugar, 5 mins, making breakfast.

Omg I am in love, he can be my sole provider…

“Oh brother…”

JM: Ok :).

Jimin put his phone aside and stared up at the ceiling. Hoseok’s ultimatums came back to him and it felt like his chest was getting tight. Was he really throwing it all away to be a drug lord’s baby maker?

Yup. Yes. Uh huh.

“You're terrible.” 

Riddle me this, were we happy?

Jimin knew the answer to that of course it was undeniable. He had been miserable and apparently so repressed that at the first whiff of good dick he was throwing away both his career prospects and his morals.

It is GREAT dick, not good dick. SUPERCALIFRAGILISTIC dick in fact.

“Why do I talk to you?”

It is part of the foibles of life… 

“I see.”

So… are we quitting and changing our job description to sugar baby maker?

“A what now? Oh my god..”

You know, let him turn a cop into a child bearer.

“That’s enough from you, let me be at peace.”

To Jimin’s surprise the Omega actually went quiet. 

[Jungkook]

Namjoon was sitting on Jungkook’s bar wearing a tennis skirt and an oversized sweater. The Omega was honestly adorable.

Seokjin was helping Jungkook in the kitchen - he was assembling the breakfast burritos while Jungkook was frying up the egg with lots of fresh vegetables.

“So Jimin probably has to quit then,” Namjoon said thoughtfully.

That is the only logical course of action at this point.

“We can't force him.”

If he falls pregnant with our child, you won’t be saying that.

“...It would still be his decision.”

Nonsense. His options are limited by his own requests.

“I hope he does.” Seokjin said, “Or Jungkook will be insufferable.”

Damn straight.

“He can come to the office and work with me!” Namjoon said excitedly.

Jungkook didn’t chime in, he was busy having a staring contest with his Alpha.

“We’re not pressuring him.”

You ask a man to breed you, there are consequences, Jungkook. I deserve a fucking medal for not mating him.

“Your self control was admirable.”

He literally turned his neck and begged. Admirable doesn’t begin to cover it.

“We popped a knot instantly, I never knotted so fast in my life.”

When it’s the right Omega… these things happen.

Jungkook finished his task and then plated two servings, poured some orange juice and left Namjoon and Seokjin to dine alone.

He took the tray to the bedroom, which still smelled strongly of their activities last night. 

Jimin was propped up on the pillows, but not doing anything, just staring at the ceiling.

He had love bites all over his neck and shoulders.

Should be a mating bite… next time.

He inhaled.

“Morning Sugar Plum,” Jungkook said out loud.

Jimin looked at him with a small smile.

“Morning Baby Daddy,” Jimin answered and Jungkook almost tripped mid stride.

“Fuck.”

Hm. He’s wilding.

“Sugar when you say stuff like that to me, do you expect me to be able to get my Alpha to be reasonable?” Jungkook asked putting the tray on a caddy and then handing Jimin a plate with a towel under it.

“You were not reasonable last night, my ass is aching.”

Don’t laugh, don't laugh. Don’t smile, don’t grin, not even a smirk.

“Yah! I can see you smirking!” Jimin accused him and he hit him with one of the free pillows.

Jungkook laughed softly, unable to help himself. It was perhaps a little mean, but he was proud of the work he put in.

“I was just giving you what you asked for…” Jungkook said in his defense.

Jimin blushed and bit into his burrito.

“Mmm this is good.”

“Yea, Seokjin is good with those.”

Jimin blinked.

“He’s here?”

“Yeah he and Namjoon,” Jungkook said, “But you-”

“You invited people into my den without telling me first?” Jimin accused him and his eyes were definitely giving off that it was the Omega spirit. And it was very angry.

Oh shit.

“Fuck.”

“Jimin, I -”

“Especially when I am vulnerable? I can’ even walk properly thanks to Captain Pop-a-Knot over here and you just invite whomever into my den and you don't’ even say anything.”

Is it bad I am getting horny because he is calling it his den?

“No cause... I’m right here with you.”

Hurry up and apologise.

“I’m sorry Sugar, I wasn’t thinking. Seokjin lives in the house across the street and he often pops over…”

Jimin looked slightly appeased.

“From now on, ask me at least,” Jimin said, “I would have liked a choice.”

“I understand, you aren’t obligated to entertain them though...” Jungkook hastened to say.

“And how did you explain that? You brag about your feat of knotting me two times in an hour?”

Jimin was glaring at him in earnest now.

“No I didn’t.”

I wanted to, but not with an Omega there…

“Jezuss Christmas”

Hehe. I’m impressive, I know...

Jimin looked slightly appeased and went back to eating; His scent was still irritated and Jungkook found him to be simply adorable.

[Jimin]

“So, it is your den suddenly?”

Please, let’s not highlight my embarrassment.

“He agreed though. So what now?”

Please, let’s not highlight my excitement.

“Are we allowed to discuss anything at all?”

Ask him for pain killers.

“... I see.”

[Yoongi]

Yoongi left Taehyung’s house around noon.

Taehyung had left home a little around seven so he had been in the house by himself, slowly recovering from an intense night.

Now he was heeded to meet up with Hoseok for lunch and he hoped it ended with them going to a hotel or Hoseok’s apartment for some quality time.

“Why are you being messy?”

Me? How?

“The rope marks? The hickies? The spanking bruises?”

He may well enjoy bedding someone else’s bitch.

“You’re too much.”

I am enough for Tae and hopefully, enough for Hoseok. I miss his dick.

“Same to be honest.”

Now we’re talking. 

[Hoseok]

Hoseok was at the murder scene of the Lead DA Paul Rasher which with teaming with cops and personnel. It was being billed as a robbery because the person had wiped the house clean, but Hoseok didn’t agree.

Or more correctly, his Alpha didn’t.

It’s him. My muse, I just know it.

“No evidence.”

There never is, but the atmosphere of the scene afterwards is always unmistakable to me. Plus I can smell him faintly…

“I have learned to just trust your nose.”

As you should.

“Are we telling the lead investigator this?”

Of course not, this cunt outed Jimin. I would have killed him myself soon anyway.

“Sigh. true.”

“This looks bad,” one of the investigators said, “he has drugs in here.”

There was a hush over the room.

“Let’s not pretend we didn’t hear rumours he was crooked,” another officer piped up and three was a general murmur of agreement.

“He took forever to do cases, too.”

“Let’s not speak ill of the dead,” Hoseok chimed in.

Look at us, being the voice of reason.

“Heh. I just want them to hurry up so I can get out of here on time for our lunch date.”

Are we taking his fine ass home?

“Definitely.”

Heh. That is what I like to hear, the sweetest Omega I have ever ridden. On god.

“For sure.”

Hoseok made a pretense of making notes, but he was really thinking about how Jimin had fallen into this relationship with the leader of the Golden Hands, Jeon Jungkook.

At least he has good taste in men, that man is sexy as hell.

“True, but dangerous. I worry too that he fell too much into his role and  will regret this later.

If he does, he does, but that bitch was glowing.

“I noticed that.”

He also smelled pregnant to me. 

“Your nose is creepy.”

It’s a psychic skill.

“Exactly how does that not prove my point?”

Whatever, I could still be wrong, but I doubt it. I hope he makes me an Uncle.

“We aren’t that close…”

Not yet but maybe after he leaves the service…

“Jung, you can go as soon as you’re ready. I don't think it is related to Los Lobos.”

“Okay Lieutenant, another time hopefully under better circumstances.”

“Yeah, don’t count on it…”

They shared a laugh at the bleakness of their jobs and then Hoseok left.

[Yoongi]

Wow. He is so handsome.

Yoongi was watching Hoseok walk into the diner where they had agreed to meet and was mesmerized by how the man looked in his work uniform. His hips were swaying sexily from side to side as he strutted and it wasn’t an exaggeration to say all the other diners stopped to look at him.

Hoseok smiled when he saw him and sat opposite him.

He saw something in Hoseok’s eyes that made him think the Alpha was coming forward, but it was fleeting.

“You are bold, coming to me fresh from another man’s bed.”

“I told you he would be pissed.”

He isn’t. Watch and see.

“Yes, I met up with my Beta,” Yoongi said easily, “I haven’t ordered yet, what are you thinking of getting?”

Hoseok’s eyes darkened with emotion and Yoongi shivered in his seat. His Omega was feeling brave and aroused? Yes, aroused.

“Burger and fries, with sprite,” Hoseok said woodenly.

Yoongi signaled for the waiter and ordered two of those as well as a side salad. He was hungry after last night.

“Are you cheating on him?” Hoseok asked after the waiter left.

“He knows I am a free agent,” Yoongi said.

“You come to me, after him, are you not sated?” Hoseok asked and Yoongi was sure he was talking to the Alpha more than the human side at the moment.

“I had my fill of him and his treatment, I am starving for you,” Yoongi said without shame.

Hoseok’s eyes flickered and his scent deepened.

See, I told you he would like it.

“What if you fall pregnant?” Hoseok asked.

“Then I guess my baby will have two daddies,” Yoongi said with a smile.

Hoseok didn’t answer right away because the waiter was back with drinks, garlic bread and Yoongi’s salad. When they were alone again he smirked at Yoongi.

“You’re very audacious.”

“I am. But you’ll still give me what I want right?”

Oh he’s delicious when he’s like this.

“Mmm. So fierce. I can’t wait for lunch to be over so I can beg for his knot.

Stop. You’re making me wetter.

“Eh, too bad. You dragged me here knowing he would finally find out how much of a slut we are. Now I am invested.”

“Yes, Omega. Your sweet ass is worth being a cuckold over.”

Yoongi shivered with delight.

“I’m not your wife though,” Yoongi pointed out.

Not yet.

“Out of Pocket.”

“Not yet,” Hoseok said smoothly, “But who knows.”

“Fuck… “

Hehe see?

“I-”

“Going to marry me even if I have a boyfriend?” Yoongi asked. His mind was spinning, he had never contemplated mating Taehyung. He was ready to have a pup or two, with him though, which might be just his hormones barking, but Hoseok…

He could see himself with Hoseok’s bite in his neck easily.

“I would,” Hoseok said.

The food came then and they started to eat.

[Hoseok]

“Did you hear about your co-worker?” Hoseok asked at length.

“Couldn't have happened to a more deserving person,” Yoongi said drily.

He knows his Beta did it.

“Agreed.”

The plot thickens…

“Now what?”

Now we eat and take him home and fuck him. We can worry about the implications of this tomorrow.

Hoseok had no objections to his Alpha’s proposal. 

Some sex with a beautiful Omega was exactly what he needed.

Later...

“Slut. You’re a little loose from fucking him last night,” Hoseok pointed out.

Yoongi giggled and gripped the pillow.

“His cock is big.”

Mmm can’t wait to see it for myself. Tell me more Omega...

“Asofndnd”

Speak language.

“You’re too much.”

“Bigger than mine then?” Hoseok asked.

“No, about the same,” Yoongi said

“Such a slut,” Hoseok admonished fondly, pressing two fingers in. Talking about his other man was making Yoongi very wet and Hoseok was willing to encourage this.

“But you still want me,” Yoongi pointed out, he sounded smug.

“Yes,” Hoseok agreed and pressed his face between the beautiful ass cheeks and started to lap at his distended opening. It was delicious.

“Are you going to tell him the truth?”

No. It’s no business of his what I feel about the Mystery Beta at this point.

“You’ve been obsessed with him, now you smell him on Yoongi, you won’t let this go.”

No, won’t stop until I own them both.

Yoongi was whimpering, bouncing his hips greedily.

“How are we going to get to him if we don’t tell Yoongi?”

I didn’t spend all my lifetimes working in espionage for you to insult me like this.

“My apologies, oh great one.”

Accepted.

“Seokie please, please. I want your cock so bad.”

Hoseok ignored Yoongi’s pleas and continued to eat him, pressing his tongue deeper and adding his longest finger. Yoongi was trembling and drenching his hand and pillow under him with slick and precum.

Yoongi was incoherent by the time Hoseok finally filled him with his cock.

Mmm … I enjoy him.

“Yes. Obviously.”

He started to pound Yoongi hard with almost no build up, but the Omega whined with pleasure and arched his back for more. The few times they had hooked up before, Yoongi had begged to be broken in well.

Now Hoseok did it automatically without needing to be asked.

“Wonder what your Beta would think seeing you under me like this.”

Yoongi became even more passionate. 

Oh he’s a filthy slut, he likes it.

“Well. So do we.”

It was just the truth. 

Tonight was going to be a lot of fun for him.

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[Jimin]

[two days later]

Jimin had been laid up in bed for the last couple days, getting waited on hand and foot by Jungkook, who would even princess carry him to the bathroom when he wanted to bathe and do his business. He and his Omega were completely besotted now and ready to become his sugar baby in earnest.

Jungkook was doing nothing to dissuade him.

He had even been putting in a lot of effort into finding the trafficking ring which was helping to put Jimin’s mind at ease. He knew though that soon a conversation was going to have to be had about their next step and it should probably include a bit about his past and why being in the SVU had meant so much to him.

Not looking forward to it.

“At worst he’ll think we were a prostitute and no longer want me.”

What the fuck?! That is terrible. I never even let that cross my mind.

Jimin regretted sharing his anxieties now, his Omega was beginning to panic and his scent was elevated and expressing distress.

They were in the office today with Jungkook. The room also had the other members of Jungkook’ pack, Seokjin, Alex and the newest member Namjoon.

Jungkook had stepped out, but the three of them looked at him with a worried expression and Namjoon came over, looking devastatingly cute and sexy in a short pants and tank top.

“Jimin, are you okay?” Namjoon asked, “Are the files too much?”

Namjoon had given him a stack of papers to organize into files. It seemed that since the omega had come into the office he took it upon himself to rearrange everything.

“No, it’s not. This is an okay amount of work for me...”

Namjoon leaned closer.

“Do you miss him already?” Namjoon said in a soft voice.

Jimin blushed.

They did, but that wasn't why; he wasn’t quite so clingy that Jungkook going to a meeting would lead to him feeling distressed. Did he wish he was there with him, gun in hand in case something went down? Yes, but -

“Whatever you’re saying to him, you’re making it worse,” Alexander said blandly, “Leave him be.”

Namjoon pouted.

“Not fair, I didn’t say anything bad…” Namjoon protested.

“He didn’t,” Jimin said, “I am just being dramatic. My heat is coming in two weeks, maybe that is it.”

Heat? Are you joking, with the amount of times that he busted it inside of us a couple days ago?

“Yo! Uncalled for!”

Jimin was blushing and scent changed rapidly as he Omega’s focus shifted.

Namjoon smiled and finally went back to his self-appointed task of cock warming. Jimin had been less affected than he thought by the free porn show.

He felt slightly bad for ragging Jungkook about it. Namjoon and Seokjin were very appealing,  but his Omega wasn’t affected if it wasn’t directed at him. He was just glad that Namjoon was getting what he apparently needed.

This scenario of belonging to Seokjin was so much better than when Namjoon was dancing with Jimin in the club. A definite glow up.

We glowed up too. We’re the Mob boss’ baby mama. 

“Oh God that sounds like a bad title for a romance novel on Kindle Unlimited.”

Those are the ones that sell the best.

“You aren’t lying…”

We should write one and slap half naked Jungkook on the front. We’d have enough for a college fund for our bean in no time.

“Our bean? … college?”

Jimin felt like his mind was collapsing and he was trying to grasp at falling straws to keep it together. Somehow thinking about college made it seem bigger and more serious than before.

You have to plan these things…

“You’re not putting my man on a book cover.”

Wow. possessive much. Okay how about we convince Alexander.

“I am not having this conversation.”

Aw , why not. Scared of being a father now?

“We don’t need to make our own money. Our baby daddy is a sugar daddy.”

Well. True.

Jimin hoped that he had put that conversation to rest. He should have known it wasn’t meant to be.

So we should ask him for an allowance since, thanks to his criminal ways, we are about to lose our job and our pension… and insurance.

“That would be a practical approach I guess.”

Even as he said so, Jimin felt like the walls were closing in. The pending conversion with Jungkook was seeming more and more scary by the minute.

I’m nervous for different reasons, but between the two of us, we’ll probably burst into tears.

“Maybe…”

Jungkook came in then, and to Jimin’s surprise, Taehyung was with him.

Namjoon had been bouncing a little and starting to moan, but he went back to neatly sitting.

“Oh, this Omega is so pretty,” Taehyung gushed, “Welcome to the pack sweetheart.”

Namjoon blushed.

“H-Hi.”

Seokjin to Jimin’s eyes looked a little shy around Taehyung, but Jimin was soon distracted by Jungkook coming to lean up on his desk and smooth down his hair.

“What’s the matter?” Jungkook said, “I heard you were distressed.”

“Fuck do they tell him everything?”

He is literally the Pack Alpha.

“So what?”

Your maladjustment from growing up without a pack is showing.

“Fuck off.”

Jimin grit his teeth and Jungkook’s face was a mask of confusion.

“Are you angry with me?” Jungkook asked, “What is the matter, Sugarplum? Talk to me.”

Jimin took in a ragged breath.

“We do need to talk, but it should be when you aren’t busy. I know you have other things on the agenda for today so I can wait until we get back home.”

Jungkook frowned slightly.

“If it is important to you, nothing else matters to me more Jimin. If it can’t wait without hurting or upsetting you more, be honest and tell me,” Jungkook told him seriously.

I can wait.

“Me too, I want to have that conversation in my den.”

That reminds me, we need to move in our nesting things…

“We have to move in a lot of things…Shit we’re just assuming we’re moving in.”

He acknowledged his den was ours..

"Yes, that's true."

“I can wait until later, Alpha,” Jimin said confidently. He and his Omega were on the same page.

Jungkook leaned down and kissed him, it was anything but chaste and Jimin felt his cock stir in his slacks and his ass clench.

Jungkook was pressing his tongue into his mouth with a fierce passion that vibrated him to his core.

Hnnn fuck… is he… claiming us or something?

“Hotness alert… I want more.”

When Jungkook went to pull away, Jimin whined and pulled him back into a kiss. Jungkook looked delighted and met him halfway.

Taehyung wolf-whistled. Namjoon was moaning lightly again in the background, apparently over his initial embarrassment over the arrival of the pack Beta.

Alexander gave them a round of applause.

When that kiss was over, Jungkook pressed his lips to Jimin’s neck and inhaled.

[Jungkook]

My Omega.

“Yes, we know.”

But does he know?

“Pardon.”

I need to bite him.

“No, you want to bite him.”

NEED!

“Stop being bratty, I will try to get a timeline for you tonight when we have this big talk.”

That's better, bow to my will.

“Don’t you start…”

Me start? Who was feeling territorial around the Beta and had to claim his Omega with a public kiss?

“If anyone asks, I am blaming it on you.”

I hate it here.

“Hehe.”

Jungkook continued to kiss Jimin’s neck, enjoying his light moans. In the background he could hear Namjoon getting off and Taehyung flirting with Alex and inviting him into the backroom for some ‘fun’.

This was his pack... And he loved them dearly. Being able to be open with his love for Jimin was more satisfying than he had expected.

Jimin too was unabashed, melting like putty in his hands.

“Good Omega,” Jungkook whispered into Jimin’s ear before nibbling on it and then was treated to the scent of slick.

“Alpha… please...”

Don't. He's still not in the right condition...

“I know, but I can use my mouth on him.”

Right here? Now you're just wilding…. Proceed.

“The pack energy is strong.”

You’re getting more power because the pack is more cohesive now that two of the Alphas have mates.

“No shit? Namjoon and Seokjin?”

I thought it was obvious. Seokjin was simply waiting of Taehyung’s approval as Pack Beta.

“Well, what about mine?”

He’ll come to us soon. He’s a good boy.

“There you go sounding creepily old again.”

Jungkook dropped to his knees and unfastened the front of a stunned Jimin’s slacks.

“J-Jungkook?”

“Let me get you off so you can concentrate on work, sugarplum,” Jungkook told him, “I won’t rile you up and leave you hanging.”

Jimin gripped his hair when Jungkook slipped his hard cock into his mouth and Jungkook groaned and lost himself in the act.

His Omega was tasty.

[Taehyung]

“Interesting mood in the office today,” Taehyung said to Alexander.

“True, but I like it,” Alexander responded.

“So now our Pack has two Omegas, when are you finding yourself one?” Taehyung asked Alexander.

He had managed to coax him into the breakroom and now they were naked and cuddling. It was just intimate skinship for the moment, eventually though he would move to a more sexual affection, but he was in no rush.

“Is it so easy?”

“Yes, you’re rich and handsome.”

Alexander sighed.

“I prefer an Alpha for myself,” Alexander said, “I only can be with an Omega if they are dominant enough to rule me from the bottom”

Heh. We been knew.

“We have first hand knowledge of how sweetly he submits. Love that for us.”

Rarely meet an Alpha we can’t top…

“And then there is Jungkook..”

He was just playing hard to get. He’s so whipped for Jimin it’s crazy...

“It’s cute.”

“Is your Omega joining soon?” Alexander asked, cutting into his thoughts.

Taehyung nodded, “He agreed finally. I’m excited.”

“I hear no mention of him mating you?” Alexander continued to question him in a quiet tone.

“We might never either. I think he has an Alpha he is stuck on, but I can’t be sure…”

I would bet my last dollar on it.

“Well, let’s not do that then.”

We should find out who it is and kill them.

“No. we shouldn’t.”

Softie.

“Not soft. If he makes Yoongi happy, we need to move him into the Pack as well...”

Oh … you are thinking of ways to tie my Omega to me even more. 

“Yes.. why would I do otherwise, I am aware how besotted you are.”

We both are…

“Mmm…”

Taehyung bright Alexander's lips to his own and kissed him gently.

We have to find him a man.

“Or a woman.”

No, a man. I don’t want to mess up the synergy of testosterone in my Pack.

“And when we start having pups and some are female???”

That’s different.

“Your refusal just tells me you already have someone in mind…”

Smart. 

“And if it is who I think it is, absolutely not.”

Heh.

Taehyung sighed and Alexander rubbed his back and kissed him again.

“Why are you sighing?”

“My Beta is matchmaking…” Taehyung said honestly.

“Oh…” Alexander said, “If it came from Beta, my Alpha will obey.”

“The sway you have over them is crazy to me.”

This is how a healthy pack functions, stop being a hater.

Taehyung, having been dubbed a hater had nothing else to say, instead he kissed Alexander again and allowed himself to drift in the moment.

Chapter Text

[Jimin]

Jimin was able to get through the rest of the day surprisingly well after Jungkook took the edge off his arousal by going down on him. He wasn’t even embarrassed when he, Namjoon and Alexander ended up sharing the bathroom to clean up.

Now they were packing up to go home and he was struck with a sudden craving for barbecue pork.

Tell my Alpha what I want.

“Very demanding…”

As I should be, I’m knocked up with his kid.

“Are we… really?”

Yes, this time I am sure.

“Ffuucckk”

Jimin froze in the middle of closing his bag and Jungkook noticed.

“What is Sugarplum?”

“I uh… I have a craving for BBQ Pork,” Jimin said. It was part of the truth anyway.

Jungkook blinked and then shrugged.

“Sure thing, shall I make an order for takeout?” Jungkook said, “I can stop and pick it up on our way back home.”

“Sounds fantastic,” Jimin told him.

“Do you want anything else while I am ordering?” Jungkook inquired and Jimin thought about it.

Roast potatoes and Caesar salad. Oh and a cold noodle bowl.

“You -... “

Don’t give me grief.

Jimin relayed the menu.

Namjoon who was nearby said, “Are those pregnancy cravings?”

Jimin blushed as did Jungkook who stammered, “Well, we’re trying... But it might be too soon to hope.”

Namjoon clapped his hands excitedly.

“Seokjin and I are going to try soon too,” Namjoon said, “our pups can be raised together. It'll be great.”

“Oh - … wow.”

Hahaha. The look on Jungkook’s face now. 

“Guess he didn’t think Namjoon and Seokjin were going to start a family.”

He looks okay now.

“You next Alex,” Namjoon told the other Alpha, “You need to stop sleeping around with the Pack Beta and get yourself an Omega,”

“Taehyung is matching me with someone,” Alexander said with a smile, “And it isn’t sleeping around. He’s taking care of me.”

Jimin found that to be an interesting take.

You’ve never been in a healthy pack so you don’t know. It is normal for a Pack Beta to help with the Alphas ruts or Omegas heats of those who are unmated in the pack.

“Oho!”

It need not be so hands on, but in general our new pack is hedonistic and carnal. I love it here.

“Yes I can tell.”

It’s heaven.

“Okay you can stop vibrating with glee now.”

No. I have never been in such a healthy pack before… let me be happy.

“Proceed.”

Jimin finished packing and hovered near Jungkook until he got the message.

[Jungkook]

“Coming now, Sugar,” Jungkook said and he closed down his laptop and grabbed his bag. 

They all were leaving the office together and the first shot rang out from a parked car.

Jungkook pushed Jimin behind him and pulled his gun, Namjoon took a gun out from under the skirt he was wearing and fired, hitting the shooter leaning out the window in the neck.

The car started to drive off, returning shots, but missing.

Alexander shot out the back tire while Seokjin shot at the back windscreen leaving a couple impressive holes. 

The car swerved and hit into a nearby concrete wall. Someone crawled out the back seat with a gun and Jungkook took aim.

Bang!

All was quiet.

“What the fuck was that?” Seokjin asked. There was a scowl on his face.

“An inside job because this location is a completely legit business,” Jungkook said flatly, he was checking on Jimin who was shaking slightly with anger.

Can you get my Omega off the street?

Jungkook took Jimin to the car, put him in the front seat and even did his seatbelt.

“I’m okay Alpha, your pheromones are stinking up the place,” Jimin said.

“You might be okay, but I’m not,” Jungkook said quietly.

He went around and climbed in the front seat.

Seokjin came to his window.

“Can you drop Namjoon home for me please, I’ll stay and get it cleaned up and start to investigate.”

Damn, should have thought of that… 

“I’m sorry Seokjin, I should have offered,” Jungkook said feeling guilty, “Please forgive me.”

Seokjin shook his head.

“I’m almost sure you’re reacting like this because you and Jimin are in nesting mode,” Seokjin said.

He’s right. My Omega is pregnant.

“What?”

Ask him when we get home…

“You have to be kidding me… I need to stop for tests.”

Not a bad idea.

Namjoon climbed the back and popped on a face mask, “No offense, but in here smells like a rut. Luckily you’re my Pack Alpha so Jinnie won’t mind if I smell like you.”

“Sorry about that,” Jungkook said.

“You’re a wonderful shot Namjoon,” Jimin said, “Impressive.”

Namjoon giggled, “Seemed I have a hidden talent for handling guns. I heard you are good too, we should go to the shooting range together.”

“Oh that would be nice,” Jimin agreed.

Jungkook pulled out and drove carefully, his mind was full of baby cribs and pregnancy tests.

[Jimin]

They were home now and Jimin was happy scarfing down his pork. His appetite was bigger than he could remember it being in recent memory and Jungkook was watching him with a fond expression.

He knows.

“Ah... maybe the Alpha can sense it.”

Possible. My Alpha is very strong.

“You never miss a chance to brag…”

You picked us a great knot to sit on… I am grateful.

Jimin snickered and went back to focusing on eating.

When he was done, Jungkook cleared everything and then sat next to him on the couch and looped an arm around his waist.

Jimin pressed their lips together and sighed with pleasure when Jungkook deepened the kiss. He could feel Jungkook's aura and scent wrap around him like a blanket and he felt so safe and wanted that he could cry.

His eyes actually leaked a bit and he sniffled, breaking the kiss.

“I might be pregnant,” Jimin whispered, “My omega says I am.”

Jungkook's eyes were filled with happiness and Jimin felt even more emotional.

“My Alpha says you are, and he made me stop for tests. That was why I made a pit-stop at the pharmacy.

“Oh.” Jimin said in a soft tone, “I hope I am, I am afraid to check and chance that it will not be so… I want to have your baby so badly.”

“I know Sugar, and you will,” Jungkook said, putting a hand on Jimin’s stomach, “My child is going to be in here and we’ll raise them up together, first of many.”

“He’s going to make me cry.”

Bitch you are already crying…

“True.”

“Love you,” Jimin whispered before kissing Jungkook, partly just to distract himself from the tumult of his feelings.

“You’re my all,” Jungkook told him, “I am ready to move into the next phase of this. Even if you aren't pregnant, I’m going to keep working on it until you are… enjoying every single minute of trying to breed you.”

Jimin shivered with delight.

“I’m resigning, and I will move in… to make this den a home for me and our pups that are coming hopefully sooner than later,” Jimin said, “I don’t mind working at the office with Namjoon, but you have to give me a gun.”

“Of course after today, you’ll have three guns and a bullet proof vest. I am ordering one custom made for a pregnant belly tomorrow.” Jungkook said.

Jimin blushed.

Fuck, he is so hot. I want his knot.

“We’re talking, could you not take us to Slick City right now?"

Can we talk and take cock? You know 1 800 multitask?

“You’re crazy, but… fuck I love the sound of that,”

Bet he will too…

“Can I cockwarm you while we talk?” Jimin asked, though he was already undressing.

“Is Namjoon rubbing off on you?”

A little… 

“My Omega says a little,” Jimin relayed as he pulled down his underwear and then stripped off his shirt so he was completely naked. Slick was running down the back of his thigh when he stood up and Jungkook’s nostrils flared when the scent hit the room and he growled.

Jimin shivered and watched as Jungkook ripped his pants open to free his cock and shoved his pants down to his ankles.

His cock was mostly hard, but Jungkook got it the rest of the way there with his hand. His eyes were glued to Jimin’s body. The intensity of the gaze made Jimin flush all over with heat.

“I have a little food baby in here making my stomach all big and he’s staring at me like I'm super hot.”

He wants our stomach to be a lot bigger than that…

“Oh fuck…that’s hot..”

Jimin leaked even more slick as his arousal spiked and Jungkook growled again.

“Bring that ass here, Sugarplum,” Jungkook commanded and Jimin went over to him.

You know when he talks to us like that, the next thing is a dicking down of the century.

“Let’s get it.”

Jimin stopped down over Jungkook’s cock, a foot on either side of his leg and Jungkook was holding it up for him and guiding him down on it with his other hand.

“He really knows how to put it on a man.” 

I am Dickmatized.

“I am so whipped.”

Fully Dick-foolish

“Completely Cock confused.”

A Schlong simp.

Jimin gripped Jungkook’s shoulders and groaned, all the while Jungkook had been opening him up, bouncing him slightly to loosen him up more and more. There was so much slick, and more kept coming.

“Fuck yes!!” Jimin hissed when he was finally fully seated.

Maybe you were right about not multitasking. I don’t wanna talk anymore.

“Too bad, this is important.”

The Omega whined a bit but then went quiet. Jungkook’s cock was spasming inside him and every micro movement was sending shockwaves through his sensitive body, his nipples were aching. His cock wasn’t erect, but it was wet with precum and he was sure he looked just as passion-drunk as Jungkook did.

“Right where you belong,” Jungkook groaned and Jimin nodded and took a brief kiss.

“We’re supposed to be talking,” Jimin murmured.

Jungkook settled his hands on Jimin’s ass cheeks and squeezed.

Jimin moaned and rocked back and forth just a little bit. 

“So fucking good. This is why I am quitting my job!” Jimin cried out.

Jungkook bent his head and licked Jimin’s nipple and Jimin whimpered and arched towards his mouth.

“Please, oh please,” he begged.

“You’re quitting your job because you prefer to take cock?” Jungkook asked him before he lapped at each nipple in turn then settled in to suck on the right one. He reluctantly released one ass cheek to tweak the nipple and it was worth it. Jimin sobbed and started to roll his hips.

“Yes please. I want to be a cock slut full time,” he sobbed, “Please hire me Daddy.”

[Jungkook]

Jezussss he expects me to concentrate on talking?

“We are kind of on topic…”

My knot is already tingling, gat damn.

“It seems a bit unreasonable.”

“Of course I’ll hire you Sugarplum, and put you to work everyday,” Jungkook responded, he tweaked both fingers on Jimin’s nipples and used his mouth on Jimin’s scent gland.

I want to fucking bite him.

“Not without explicit permission.”

Then fucking ask. Beta is on board.

“Sigh.”

“Jimin.”

[Jimin]

Oh fuck what now he called our name and not Sugarplum.

“I don’t know, I'm scared.”

Jimin stilled his wiggling.

“Yes, Alpha?”

“I want to claim you at least, if you aren’t ready for mating… I want to mark you so the world knows you have an owner.”

… I think I am going to orgasm just with what he just said

In truth, Jimin's ass was spasming and practically doused Jungkook in slick. His body was saying yes for him.

“Fuck Jimin, you’ve never been this wet before, not even when I was almost fisting you…”

Why did he remind me…

“Ugh! It was so hot, so wrong…”

Damn.

“If I let you bite me, does it make me a good Omega?” Jimin asked, looking at him with a greedy look.

“You are always the best Omega,” Jungkook said and Jimin bit his lip as a small, but no less real, climax gripped his body.

Fucking me halfway to hell in a hand bucket.

“W-what are you even saying…”

What is my ass even doing…

“That was hot okay…”

“Sugarplum did you …”

Jimin blushed red and gave a little nod as he didn’t trust himself to speak.

Jungkook groaned and tweaked his nipples hard and Jimin saw stars.

Oh it’s my fucking nipples.

“Traitors! Since when are they so sensitive?”

I told you, we are pregnant!

“But-”

Mythical creature here.. You have slick coming from your ass. Why are you questioning your pregnancy hormones kicking in sooner than humans!?

“Well when you put it that way…”

[Jungkook]

I want him.

“I think we established that.”

Bite him.

“Can I, sugar?” Jungkook asked with his lips hovering over the spot he had in mind.

“If you don’t at this point, I will die. I want to be yours so badly, I am throwing my life away and starting a new one,” Jimin said.

Jungkook sighed and bit down hard with no hesitation and broke the skin. His mouth water with the special enzymes for creating bonds and pack relationships. He marked Jimin as his consort - giving that he was the Pack Alpha that was a position of great prestige even in a small pack.

Mating next. And soon.

“When we go into our next rut.”

Dumbass the Omega is bred, you will not go into rut unless you had another Omega…

“Oh. You're kidding.”

Let’s not forget the actual purpose of the heat cycles…

“Oh… darn so -”

We’ll propose like a human. It’ll be a wonderful opportunity to treat him as more than just a broodmare.

“I like that idea.”

[Jimin]

“It hurts.”

He’s strong and he did it the traditional way.

“It feels good now.”

Mmm.

When Jungkook lifted his mouth, Jimin’s skin was broken but already healing. The rush of energy there was incredible and his scent was all over the room, between his slick and now this, this room would smell like nothing but him for weeks.

Excellent, we must fuck in every room then.

“Hahah you’re funny.”

I am serious.

“Oh... sorry.”

[Jungkook]

Finally one of the main rooms of the den smells like my Omega.

“It is nice.”

We have to copulate in all of the rooms, except maybe the guest room.

“Hahah, really?”

I am serious.

“Oh. I see…”

When Jungkook lifted Jimin and carried him into the library, laying him on the coffee table, Jimin took it in stride, simply spreading his legs and encouraging him.

“Fuck me Daddy!”

Best life ever.

“I can only agree.”

This is literally your first life.

“Not my fault…”

It doesn’t hit the same...

Jungkook though was feeling too good to care. They were making a mess, Jimin was so wet it was audible and everything thrust made it fly all over. The cleaning crew would need to be paid double.

Worth it.

“Definitely.”

Chapter Text

Taehyung was agitated.

Yoongi was late and his pack had just been shot at. Alexander assured him they were fine, but he was irritated and contemplating pulling himself out of Los Lobos and taking them down violently from the outside instead of trying to take them over internally.

He was at one of his diners; in a private booth, food on the table and wine in the glass but this Omega …

Yoongi came in just as Taehyung was about to call him.

“Sorry, sorry,” Yoongi said, “The DA’s wake was today.”

Oh right, that man we killed.

“Forgotten already?”

Job done, interest over. On to other things, he smells like an Alpha.

Yoongi was wearing an all black suit and looking delicious, but he reeked of another Alpha. He hadn’t tried to remove it with a scent cancelling perfume, even though he knew he was coming here.

Intriguing.

“Indeed.”

Even more so when you consider the marks we left on him from the night before last…

“Oh damn, so the Alpha would have smelled us…”

… he wants us to know…

“Why are you getting hard?”

I’m a kinky mother fucker with questionable morals and a fertile mind.

“Meaning?”

Now I want to find this Alpha and break him in.

“Oh god. Degenerate.”

You won’t be saying that when you are enjoying him.

“Wow, is Beta mad because I smell like my Alpha?” Yoongi asked, “Don’t be, I came to tell you that I want to join your pack... If I can, I will bring him with me… I want to mate with him.”

What the fuck is he even saying.

“I don’t know…”

“Why are you joining my pack and not his?”

Yoongi paled and looked more vulnerable than Taehyung was used to seeing. He hated it - he was already on edge because his Pack had been attacked.

His Omega looking like this was the last thing he wanted..

“He isn't your Omega… he wants to be this mystery Alpha's Omega.”

The Beta snarled out loud and Yoongi jumped.

“You ass! You’re spooking him.”

“I want your pups… I mean it... I guess that is weird, but I want to give you children, however, I feel like I’m his mate.”

Taehyung tapped the table to a random rhythm. Nothing made sense.

“Beta?”

Silence.

“Oh. Damn.”

“Is it a mating instinct?” Taehyung asked. Not all wolves got one, it was more likely in Pack level ones like him or Jungkook for instance.

Yoongi shook his head.

“Is it that you don’t want me anymore because I slept with h-him?” Yoongi asked.

Taehyung stood up and then pulled Yoongi up into his arms. The Omega didn’t resist him, pressing close.

“I could never stop wanting you,” the Beta said, “You have a hold on me. You’re my bitch for as long as it makes you happy.”

Yoongi looked up at him with wide, wet eyes.

“And pups?”

“You’re so whipped.”

I said to be quiet. 

“Yes, I will breed you gladly.”

Yoongi gave him a wide grin. Taehyung could see his sass coming back.

“And I can bring my Alpha and mate him?” Yoongi asked more boldly.

“Yes, I will take care of what is yours,” Taehyung said seriously, “One question, does he know about me?”

Yoongi blushed deeply.

“I told him.”

“And he took you anyway?” Taehyung asked, “Or did he get a thrill at claiming the Beta’s bitch?”

“He … it turned us both on..” Yoongi admitted, “But he understands I belong to you both.”

“Have you told him you want my pups? Alpha’s are very territorial,” Taehyung reminded him.

He sat in the booth again with Yoongi on his lap and sipped some wine. He needed it.

“I still have to tell him.”

Great. Just great.

“When you have that conversation, bring him to meet me,” the Beta commanded.

“Thank you, Beta.”

Taehyung drained his wine glass and then he rested his hand on Yoongi’s core and scanned the Omega in his mind. After scanning him thoroughly he slid Yoongi off his lap.

“Let’s eat, and talk of other things,” Taehyung said, “But I will notify The Pack Alpha that you are a full member. He will do the ceremonial scenting at his earliest convenience.”

Yoongi picked up his chopsticks and began to give him a run down of his day starting with how he had to waddle home from his Alpha’s apartment.

The Omega looked happy that all his schemes would work out.

“At what point are you going to tell him, you plan to dick down his Alpha?”

When it’s happening and not a moment before.

“Harsh?”

Was it not harsh for him to come to me smelling of another man? 

“He knows you spoil him and that you are bewitched.”

Disrespectful.

“Are you really mad at him?”

Yes. 

“We just slept with Alex.”

Are you trying to equate me taking care of my Pack, which he knew beforehand because I disclosed everything, to him sleeping with an unknown Alpha fresh from my bed.

“Well-”

You do realise that man has my scent marker now?

“I-”

This is why I ask you not to speak when I am dealing with my Omega.

“We need to meditate, smoke weed or something to close this gap between us.”

A gap of your making, judging me for being an assassin. You made it, you close it.

Taehyung’s mind fell silent and he gave Yoongi all of his attention.

***

Taehyung entered his apartment and then paused. His Beta was instantly alerted that something wasn’t right. Then he smelled a faint scent, it was familiar… It was the Alpha that Yoongi smelled like at dinner.

“Why are you here?”

“You have excellent instincts,” came a voice from deep in his living room.

“That doesn’t answer my question,'' Taehyung asked and he turned on the light.

A man stepped out from the corridor. He was wearing all black. The handsome Alpha had a strong presence now that he was no longer masking it. He also had a gun in his hand pointed at Taehyung's chest.

For some inexplicable reason though, instead of fear or a rush of adrenaline, he was turned on.

Oh fuck… I want to bite him.

“Are you being serious?”

That is my mate. I want him.

“W-what?”

“I’m Jung Hoseok,” the man said, and then he added, “But you can also call me Yours.”

Love a bitch that knows his place.

“Ayo! Calm down, he has a gun.”

Hoseok lowered the gun and holstered it as if he could hear their conversation.

“Good boy,'' Taehyung's Beta told him, taking over for the human and Hoseok’s eyes widened and he licked his lips.

“I may have bitten off more than I can chew.”

Taehyung took off his shoes and socks, then his jacket and hung it up.

“Don’t chew then, suck before you swallow,” Taehyung said and Hoseok blushed.

“I- … I know that you kill people. I’m a cop… Jimin’s handler.”

Taehyung was unfastening his belt now and he paused.

“Everything you are saying now is superseded by your first assertion that you belong to me. Take your shoes off in my house and don’t walk in here with them on again. Also remove your clothing, all of it, I want to see what is mine,” the Beta said to him.

“Yes, Beta,” Hoseok said, acknowledging his presence. He then moved without further delay to obey.

“How do you control them like this?”

Tired telling you it is my special power as a Pack Beta. They don’t feel the need to assert token dominance so they skip right to being honest.

Hoseok came next to him and put his boots in one of the cubby holes. They were close enough to touch, but they didn’t. Taehyung went into the kitchen and opened the fridge to get a couple cans of beer instead.

Hoseok was naked now and he took a moment to appreciate the Alpha’s strong, muscular body. He was on the skinny side, just what Taehyung liked. He had a tattoo that usually denoted military service on his arm and then some piercings in interesting places. Overall he was scrumptious.

“Put your clothing in the hamper in the bedroom,” Taehyung said to him and Hoseok nodded.

Taehyung was sitting on the couch with no pants on and his shirt half open by the time Hoseok came back.

“Kneel,” Taehyung told him, “get on all fours.”

Hoseok looked conflicted.

“Why are you so calm about me knowing your secrets?” Hoseok said.

“Obey me, as you said - you’re mine. Why would my mate harm me?”

Hoseok paled.

He dropped slowly to his knees then got down on all fours in front of Taehyung.

Taehyung picked up the first can of beer and set it on Hoseok back gently. He whimpered from the cold.

He repeated the action with the other can.

“Don’t drop my beer, Alpha,” Taehyung said.

“Yes Beta.”

“Good Boy.”

Hoseok whimpered again and Taehyung could see that despite the position he was in, and the degrading play, he was turned on.

“I wanted you to say you felt the mating instinct too,” Hoseok whispered. 

“Mission accomplished, now shut up. Tables don’t talk.”

Oh that really got Hoseok going, his cock twitched.

Minutes ticked by and Hoseok was strong and steady, watching him be obedient was doing wonders for the Beta and the human admitted he was equally pleased. At the end of the day he had been matched with this wolf spirit because they are compatible..

He’s so sweet and perfect

“He knows about you?”

I don’t care. He’s mine, why shouldn’t he be smart enough to track me down?

“Narcissistic? Doting?”

Call it what you want, he knows his place.

“What about him sleeping with Yoongi?”

Couldn’t be a better arrangement. Looking forward to having both of them here side by side like a matching set of furniture.

“Oh fuck….”

Heh. 

Taehyung was painfully hard now, tenting his boxers, so he opened the front flap and let it breathe. Hoseok was staring ahead with slightly vacant eyes, he didn’t see.

He’s in subspace probably.

“That’s good.”

Taehyung removed the beers and opened one of them.

Then he wiped the rings of water from Hoseok’s back into his skin while the man shivered and swallowed his moans.

“Put your mouth on my cock, Alpha.”

Hoseok shifted around, still on all fours, lifted his head and put his mouth on Taehyung’s fat cock head. Hoseok’s eyes darkened with emotion as he started to suck and bob his head.

“Good boy,” Taehyung encouraged and he leaned back, sipping his beer and enjoying his blowjob.

On a whim, he took up his phone.

“I’m going to take a picture of you and send it to our Omega. If you object, stop sucking.”

If anything Hoseok sucked harder.

Fuck, I love this bitch. He is not leaving here tonight unmated.

“Bzzz! WRONG! You have to tell Jungkook first.”

Damnit. Fine... but he’s not leaving… he’s mine now, his ass is moving in.

“He’s a cop.”

He’s my bitch first, he’ll adapt.

“Yoongi will be jealous…”

Yoongi knows where I live and he just became a member of the pack.

“Hm…”

Taehyung snapped a few photos of Hoseok, and chose one where he looked particularly lewd and sent it.

The response was immediate.

YG: !!!!!

TH: :)

YG: I’m coming over!!

TH: Pause. Let me ask my mate if he wants you in his den.

YG: Excuse me?!

“That was mean as fuck”

I don’t mince matters.

“The Omega wants to come over, if you object, stop sucking.”

Hoseok stopped.

“Lift off and verbalize why you don’t want him to come if you can,” Taehyung told him.

“Want my mate for myself tonight,” Hoseok said, “He can come in the morning and we can discuss things.”

Mmm love how he thinks.

“Same... you’re right. He needs to move in.”

“Resume,” Taehyung said and he patted Hoseok’s head when he did so and moaned to show his delight as he continued pleasuring him, “Good boy, your mouth feels fantastic.”

Hoseok’s eyes were shimmering with happiness.

YG: Hey! You! 

TH: Don’t speak to me that way.

YG: Beta.. I’m sorry. But you hurt my feelings.

TH: Are you my mate?

YG: No, but I’m your bitch.

TH: Act accordingly.

YG: Touche… I want to mate Hoseok... :( but he wants to mate you :(

TH: He says to come over in the morning and we’ll talk. He wants me to himself and that is fair.

YG: I guess it is… he’s a cop, and ex special forces.

“Oh he just got hotter.”

Explains the tattoo, I wondered if it was legitimate.

“Seems it is.”

Mmm. delicious. He can kill me with his bare hands.

“I doubt he would manage.”

We have all the time now to spar. It’ll be fun.

“Back to the Omega, you perv.”

TH: We both want you. How you will fit into our relationship will be determined, but you aren’t getting away from me.

YG: I meant it Beta. Want your babies :( and his knot. Forever.

TH: I know Baby. Do you need me to come and put you to sleep?

YG: … you really are a Pack Beta…

TH:  ….

He aggravates me sometimes.

“Lots of times…”

YG: Never seen such a small pack with a Pack Beta ... that’s all.

TH: All packs start small.

YG: You have a point. … I can get to sleep on my own Beta. I want pancakes tomorrow morning.

“We’ve spoiled him.”

Yes, I have. And why not?

“... Well, I guess.”

TH: As you wish. Goodnight.

Taehyung tossed the phone aside and gripped Hoseok’s hair and started to bounce his hips. Hoseok was moaning lightly now Taehyung was being more active and the sound turned Taehyung on even more.

“I’m cumming,” he announced in short order, “Drink it.”

Hoseok slurped him down obediently then held his softening cock in his mouth while Taehyung came down from his high.

“Good boy,'' Taehyung said, “You may speak when spoken to. Go in the bedroom, sex supplies are in both bedside table drawers, start fingering yourself open for me while I tidy up.”

“Yes Beta,” Hoseok said and he got up his cock hard and leaking. His scent was strong and his body was flushed all over.

I am going to enjoy him. Call Jungkook now, I need to at least mark him.

“Perhaps you should talk to him in the mental space.”

No. 

“Uhhh... fine... Calling it is.”

Chapter Text

[Jungkook]

They were in the middle of a celebratory fuck in the shower when the phone rang. The pregnancy test had been positive, all three of them and Jimin had been so happy that he wanted to have sex right away. So the shower it was.

“Mmn It’s Tae...” Jungkook grumbled, stopping mid stroke.

Answer. He wouldn’t call unless it was important.

“Damn it, being responsible sucks sometimes.”

“Need to get that Sugarplum,” Jungkook said reluctantly.

Jimin set his leg down and eased off his cock.

“I figured, especially since we got shot at tonight.”

“True. I am so whipped I actually forgot about that,” Jungkook admitted.

He stepped out of the shower and picked up his phone. 

Meanwhile, Jimin started to fill up the bathtub, humming happily to himself.

“Jeon speaking.”

“Yo, Alpha,” Taehyung said and Jungkook could instantly tell it was the Beta. His Alpha shifted forward without waiting.

“Speak to me Beta,” the Alpha said. 

Jimin looked up and lowered the water so he could hear better. Cute.

“First. Jimin’s handler fucked my Omega.”

“Jesus fucking Christ,” Jungkook uttered, “What is this?”

“Please hold on to your hat. He is also my mate.”

Jungkook cursed.

“What?! I’m coming over. You’re not joining another pack, nor are you turning your neck to another alpha, especially not him.”

“Relax. Have faith in me…” the Beta said, sounding amused, “He’s in my bedroom getting his ass ready so I can pound it for him.”

Jungkook blinked.

I should have known.

“His Beta is so dangerous…”

I know he is. Fun fact this is not our first lifetime together.

“Why are you only now telling me this?”

You’re maturing well.

“I hate you sometimes.”

“I felt his Alpha, it’s strong... You’re getting stronger each time,” Jungkook's Alpha said.

“As are you… you attracted quite a powerful Omega this time... And a suitable one.”

“Am I just imagining the judgement in his tone?”

Nope, as I said we have history…

“Beyond suitable. My Sugarplum is pregnant by the way.”

“Congratulations. Mate him within a week’s time; the baby will be sentient and they should have bonded parents.”

“A week, dead ass?”

Music to my ears, I was ready to do it tonight.. But... a bit of romance is not bad.

“A week? Christ I haven’t even bought a crib and these fuckers are attacking... Something has to give.”

“Beta, we need to step it up.”

“Agreed, especially with us about to be mated. I called you to inform you that I will claim him tonight.”

“Go ahead and mate him,” Jungkook’s Alpha said, “Once you’re mated, the pack energy will increase and we need it if we are about to rain hell fire on Los Lobos.”

Jimin was pale and Jungkook went over to him and pulled him into his arms and kissed the mark on his neck gently.

Jimin clung to him.

“Thank you for permission Alpha,” Beta said and Jungkook laughed.

“Sure thing. I bet your human made you call though.”

“He did,” the Beta said, sounding like he was grinning, “They are useful for some things.”

“Hmph.”

Relax. I appreciate you.

“Same.”

Sometimes.

“YAH!”

Hehe.

“I'm going to take care of my Omega,” Jungkook said, “One last thing, how does your Omega fit in?”

“I’ll update you in the morning after we have a roundtable with the three of us,” Taehyung said.

“Good. I’ll be waiting.”

“Goodbye Alpha. I will honor you.”

“Ah... the old ways. I will accept your honor and return it tenfold.”

They ended the call without anything further being said. 

"What the hell was that?”

Relax. Focus on Jimin.

They both turned their full attention to Omega who was looking at them now with somber eyes.

“What are you planning?” Jimin asked.

“To be honest,” Jungkook said, “we’re going to wipe out Los Lobos.”

[Jimin]

“Is he being literal?”

I think so. Damn I chose well. Alpha is so sexy.

“He can’t be serious…”

I am positive he is…

“Really you’re going to just... end them?” Jimin asked.

“Yes, I’m done playing games. Sex trafficking goes against pack rules. I’m going to find those Omegas and then wipe the pack off the face of the earth.”

Jimin shivered. 

If I wasn’t already in love with him…

“I know..”

“Thank you Alpha,” Jimin said, “I love that I can depend on you.”

Jungkook lifted him up and lowered him into the full bathtub.

God he’s so strong… I wanna have his babies.

“Funny you mention it cause…”

I know. I just mean, this one isn’t enough. I want like …

“Three?”

Thirteen.

“Excuse the fuck out of me?!”

It’s our lucky number.

“Why are you looking so perturbed? Arguing with your Omega again?” Jungkook asked. He was kneeling outside the tub and looking at Jimin with a fond expression.

“Yes, because they want thirteen children and HEY! Do not look so pleased! I will not spend the next fourteen years looking like a lizard that swallowed a large seed.”

Jungkook laughed loudly, through his head back.

“You’d be the cutest lizard,” Jungkook said after he stopped laughing.

Jimin was glaring at him, with his hand crossed.

“Take it back!”

“No I won’t. You’ll look cute, gorgeous and sexy no matter what,” Jungkook said, “I adore you, and I am willing to have as many pups as you want. You and your Omega can work it out at your leisure. Regardless, they will come one or maybe two at a time and when you are ready to stop, we stop.”

“I love him.”

Ditto.

“He always knows the right thing to say.”

And it drips with sincerity.

“I’ll have him as many pups as he wants…”

Hehe. Say sike.

“Not this again…”

Jimin kissed Jungkook for a bit before directing him to put some salts in the water. Now he was free of his sex stupor he could feel that they over did it a bit.

“Sure thing love,” Jungkook said, “I noticed you hobbling a bit, that’s why I lifted you."

“Yup. He’s worth it.

Sho nuff.

***

[Taehyung]

Taehyung left Hoseok sleeping and started on breakfast. He baked a loaf of bread in the bread machine, prepped for the omelette, fixed a whole pack of bacon and then made a fruit salad. He mixed a simple honey glaze for the fruit and set it aside and went to wake up the Alpha.

Hoseok's eyes blinked and opened to instant alertness.

He didn’t attack,  but his body was tense and ready.

Hot. Just, hot.

“You’re just saying that because you wake up the same way.”

Obviously.

“Good morning Hoseok,” Taehyung said, “Let me get you ready.”

Hoseok seemed startled, but didn’t protest when Taehyung helped him out of the bed and guided him to the bathroom. Taehyung got him a clean toothbrush and while he was cleaning his teeth, he inspected his ass and his mating mark to see how they fared.

“I’ll tend to them after we shower,” Taehyung said, “They aren’t too bad.”

Hoseok’s eyes sparkled with amusement. He spit out the toothpaste and rinsed.

“You’re one hell of a Dom,” Hoseok said in a voice still husky with sleep, “I said it last night, but I’ll say it again. You are special and I am so fucking glad I decided to come find you. My life will never be the same.”

Taehyung smiled.

“No it won’t.” Taehyung said, hugging him from behind, “You’re my mate.”

Hoseok shivered and his toes curled.

“I am so happy, I never thought you would mate me at the same time,” Hoseok said, “You’re so decisive… that in itself is sexy.”

“My Alpha was on board,” Taehyung said, “Not much else matters. We are destined to be together and I will not be without you.”

Hoseok smiled, his eyes crinkling.

“Thank you,” Hoseok said, “In the little that I know about your gang, I know Jeon is a very strong Alpha. I didn’t realise it had a pack structure, are you registered?”

“We are.”

“Wow… so criminal activities?”

“The Council only cares about sex-crimes and anything that harms or exploits the Omega population in particular,” Taehyung said, “We have to pay high dues, but that’s it.”

“Oh, so I am now part of the Jeon pack and basically a double agent in the police force. And Yoongi is your double agent in the DA’s office. Damn... if the mating instinct didn't trigger, I would assume you had this planned…”

Taehyung laughed.

“Karma planned it,” Taehyung said easily, “Strong wolf spirits like ours get favouritism from the Gods.”

Hoseok looked at him curiously.

“My Alpha is strong, but he isn’t as old as you, maybe half your age...” Hoseok said.

“I know. If he was, we would have met before now,” Taehyung said, “No matter… you were worth the wait.”

“I am never questioning you again. Damn... so in love with this man..”

Taehyung ushered Hoseok into the bath and made short work of bathing them both. Yoongi was due in around twenty minutes and he wanted to have the food hot and ready. He put ointment on Hoseok’s bite mark and his sore pucker, he had been rough last night, but Mating was like that.

“You can pick whatever you want to wear… ah... I mentioned it last night, but I am unsure if you were lucid. I expect you to move in.”

“Yes I remember Beta,” Hoseok said, “I will get two days off work and do so immediately.”

“Good Alpha.”

Hoseok’s eyes shimmered and he moaned. 

Taehyung smiled.

I want to fuck him again. 

“Me too.”

Change of plans.

“Hmm?”

“In fact, don’t dress, I want you naked.”

Hoseok blushed and nodded.

“I’ll just make this call…” Hoseok said.

“Go on, I’ll be in the kitchen. Join me when you’re done.”

“You’re going to Dom him all the time aren’t you…”

I am what I am.

“Shameless is what you are…”

That too. 

***

[Yoongi]

“I’m scared.”

Don’t be, I fully trust in my Beta.

“And your Alpha?”

He belongs to my Beta.. 

“I guess. ..”

Yoongi pressed the doorbell and after a few seconds a naked Hoseok answered. Yoongi stepped in right away, but then they just looked at each other.

That mark…

“He mated him?”

I'm jealous as fuck right now...

“Yeah… me too.”

Taehyung came around the corner wearing dress pants, a shirt, and an apron. Very typical of him.

“Get naked Omega,” Taehyung said, “You know the house rules.”

Yoongi blushed and started to undress. Hoseok went over to the coffee table, which was set for dining and knelt, then sat back on his heels.

Taehyung was ferrying food from the kitchen. By the time Yoongi deposited his clothes in the hamper in the bedroom and came back Taehyung was seated on an armchair pulled right up the coffee table.

Yoongi waited to be told where to sit.

“Right next to Hoseok in the same position.”

Yoongi complied.

“This isn’t as weird as I thought.”

We literally had both of them in our bodies in less than twenty-four hours.

“Haha, you have a point.”

“Let’s eat first, when we get about half way and the edge of hunger is gone, we can talk.”

Yoongi was grateful for that. He tucked in.

“Thank you for my omelettes Beta,” Yoongi gushed, “They are so good.”

Hoseok agreed.

Taehyung smiled indulgently and Yoongi’s heart skipped a beat.

“Why is he more attractive?”

I don’t know… but.. Wow. I want him.

“And Hoseok?”

I wouldn’t mind having sex with him, but… I want to be claimed by the Beta. I want his bite and I want his pups.

Yoongi ate two omelettes and a large portion of fries before he started to nibble leisurely on bacon. Hoseok ate a lot of bacon and half an omelette before slowly eating fruit with a dollop of yogurt.

All the while Yoongi’s mind was racing, his heart beating so fast he swore Hoseok sitting next to him could hear it.

Taehyung chose then to begin the talk.

“Oh shit, here we go.”

Relax, it'll be fine. I think…

“... not reassuring!”

[Hoseok]

I am so scared right now.

“If you are scared, what the hell am I going to do exactly?”

Bitch I don’t know, but… I don’t know what’s going to happen.

“He wants us both, are we okay with that?”

I am... He deserves all the bitches he wants, he’s incredible.

“I agree. And Yoongi?”

Still the sweetest Omega I ever had.

“Mating instinct?”

No, but I would sleep with him in a heartbeat…

“Well let’s see how it goes."

Taehyung was drinking champagne and Hoseok thought that matched him perfectly. There was something otherworldly and intensely sophisticated about this man.

It’s the Pack Beta energy.

“I agree. He is so strong.”

Taehyung refilled his glass when it emptied.

“So, Yoongi wants me to breed him, but wants you to bite him. Hoseok... voice your feelings on this matter,” Taehyung said. He sounded like a moderator at debate and the detachment bothered Hoseok.

“I don’t like how disinterested you seem,” Hoseok said, “You’re my mate and my Dom, what you want comes first, that is how I feel about it.”

Taehyung raised an eyebrow, “Oh?”

“Yes, Beta.”

[Taehyung]

I shouldn’t be getting hard, I should be reinforcing his autonomy.

“Mmm.”

You’re not helping.

“They are both naked, and sitting there, at my beck and call. What help could you need?”

Sigh.

“What about you Yoongi, what is it that you want?”

Yoongi looked hesitant for a moment, then he blurted out, “Mate me too Beta!”

Now what the fuck??

“Um… what?”

“Omega, what about mating Hoseok?” Taehyung asked in a patient tone. He was hiding his confusion.

“I don’t know? Right now I want a bite like his, please?” Yoongi said, “He and I can sleep together of course, if you want us too, whatever makes you happy.”

Did we addle his brain?

“Possible? He always gets more pliant in our den, but this is a step farther.”

“Yoongi, this is so different from your texts last night. I am concerned.”

“Maybe you’re strong enough to have the Pack Beta effect on him?” Hoseok suggested, “And he joined the pack, yes? I can feel him in the pack energy.”

Alpha has a point.

“Damn, I don’t know what to do.”

Time, we give it time.

“Very well, we will refrain from making a decision for a few days.”

“No! It’s not fair! I knew you for longer and you bit him last night and now you won’t claim me! I am not happy,” Yoongi’s Omega was talking and Taehyung felt his bewitched Beta shift to soothing mode.

“Omega, please. This is too drastic a shift from our last conversation, we’re going to give it a week.”

“No! I want it now. I go into heat soon and I want to be getting knocked up,  not have stupid convos about this,” Yoongi Omega fretted.

Hoseok’s eyes widened.

“How soon is soon?” Taehyung asked quietly.

“Four days,” Yoongi said in a sulky tone.

Hoseok put his hand at the back of Yoongi’s neck and rubbed it gently and the Omega relaxed.

Getting horny from their skinship? I’m doomed.

“It’s over. Yay! It’s going to be great”

“Okay, we’ll give it two days,” Taehyung compromised and that earned him his first smile from the Omega in the last few minutes.

“That is fair,” Hoseok said, “I guess I am also changing my tune, but after last night… my spirit is broken in the best way. I am content Beta, once you are pleased, I am content.” 

I need to get Alex hooked up immediately, I don't want to be sleeping with anyone else but my two.

“Can’t believe you want to set him up with Marisol…”

It meets his requirements.

“Dude is a legit psycho though.”

You say the same about me and Jungkook.

“Exactly.”

“I am able to manage the two days, just barely,” Yoongi said, showing his usually spoiled self, “But I should move in anyway.”

Thought I would have to kidnap him before he moved in here.

“True. What a turn around!”

“Are you good with that?” Taehyung asked Hoseok.

“Yes, Beta. it’s big enough,” Hoseok said, “The upper rooms are empty?”

Taehyung nodded.

“Sometimes I just need peace and quiet, and a smell neutral zone,” Hoseok explained, blushing faintly.

“Whatever you need is fine by me,” Taehyung assured him, “This is both of your den now, and you should be comfortable here.”

Yoongi smiled brightly now. 

“Yay! I’m getting my own way!”

Hoseok kissed Yoongi gently, “You’re not even pretending to be good behaved.”

“Nope! I’m spoiled!”

Taehyung’s heart melted into a puddle watching them.

Let’s call Jungkook and check in.

“Good idea.”

“Clear the dishes, and sort out who is moving into what rooms and such like and have a move in schedule ready for me when I get back from making my call.”

“Yes, Beta!” they chorused and Taehyung’s heart soared.

Chapter Text

[Jimin]

Jimin was browsing a baby store on his tablet armed with Jungkook’s black card and a list. The man in question was on the phone with Taehyung while lying next to him and periodically rubbing his tummy.

He’s going to be a menace as we get bigger.

“Yes, I can already see that, it’s cute though.

Agreed.

So far they had over three-thousand dollars worth of stuff in the cart and the list was only half way done. Jungkook had given strict instructions not to worry about the price unless it approached one hundred thousand.

Not because that was too much to spend, but because he would have to call the bank to stop the transaction from being flagged as spam.

“Look Taehyung, I’m on board with them moving in. I am also ready to pull out all the stops and find those sex slaves. I want them in a safe house by the end of the day or I am going to be really unhappy.”

Jungkook paused and listened intently for a bit.

Jimin was debating which mobile to get and settled on the one with stars and planets.

“Yes, activate Marisol,” Jungkook said.

Jimin's ears pricked up, he had never heard about this Marisol character before.

“Okay good, call me in four hours with an update.”

Jungkook ended the call and kissed Jimin’s neck tenderly.

“How is it going, Sugarplum?” Jungkook asked after a prolonged snuggle.

“Good I think,” Jimin murmured. He was feeling warm and fuzzy inside with how attentive Jungkook was being. He loved all of the extra attention.

“Let me see the cart,” Jungkook said.

Jimin nodded and opened it to show him.

***

[Namjoon]

“It’s not them.”

“Who then?” his handler asked.

“Los Lobos.”

“What are you going to do about that?”

“Eliminate.”

“You seem to be in deep.”

Namjoon checked in with his Omega.

Yes, I want his pups. No, I won't change my mind.

“I’ll shift to base out of here,” Namjoon said.

“Finally you chose a base. Father will be happy,” his handler said.

“Can we continue to pretend we’re not related?” Namjoon asked in a clipped tone.

“No, love you bro.”

“Ugh.”

Namjoon ended the call.

He pulled his gun cases out from under the bed in his rented apartment and got out his cleaning kit.

He didn’t expect there to be a knock on the door.

He checked the camera he had set up to stream to his phone. It was Jin.

How did he find us?

“Doesn’t matter, answer the door, gun to his temple.”

No!

“Omega, this is an important mission.”

My Alpha is more important.

Namjoon opened the door. 

Their eyes met.

“Tell me everything. I’m in love with you, but the only thing I won’t do is betray my pack; I will support you in anything else.”

Namjoon felt he was being sincere.

“Come in.”

Seokjin stepped in and gave a soft sound of surprise when he saw the guns and he set up.

“What the fuck, Joonie…” Seokjin sighed, “Taehyung is going to try to kill you if he finds out you’re a Narco.”

“A what? I am not law enforcement. I work for the High Alpha normally. I’m here looking for some Omegas that are being trafficked.”

Seokjin’s face flooded with relief.

“Then we can work together because that is my task for the day,” Seokjin said.

Namjoon titled his head on a side.

“Oh?”

They started to discuss the case together. 

[Taehyung]

Taehyung was looking down at his lovers sharing his cock as if they were both starving. He was in his element having somehow reached the peak of his existence.

A full set, and alpha and an omega.

“Mmm… living like a king.”

They are so fucking cute.

He was also on his phone, monitoring the movement of a couple teams which were acting on information Seokjin gathered from an unnamed source.

He’s hiding something, his Alpha feels guilty.

“We’ll deal with him later.”

Agreed.

Hoseok and Yoongi were taking turns deepthroating him and appeared to be enjoying themselves immensely. 

“This is nice but we need to send them to work.”

No, both called in remember?

“Oh right, wow this blowjob is so good it’s frazzling my brain.”

Taehyung put down his phone and concentrated on them and the pleasure he was receiving. He had to leave to meet Marisol in a few hours and he would enjoy his two lovers fully until then.

Additionally, he had to go and tackle Seokjin and get the truth out of him as well. While he was busy with that, Yoongi and Hoseok would be moving in.

Sounds perfect.

“Mmm...feels perfect.”

Heh.

***

Taehyung picked up his gun and tucked it in his chest holster.

Hoseok and Yoongi were curled up together on the bed, looking like two lazy caterpillars.

“I’m going, my loves,” Taehyung said, “If you do go out, stick together and carry heat.”

“Yes, Beta,” Yoongi said softly.

“We will, Beta,” Hoseok assured him, “I’ll keep him safe.”

“Good Alpha,” Taehyung told him and he couldn’t resist going over and getting a kiss from each of them.

“I wanna stay home and fuck em more.”

I know but we have to go.

Taehyung straightened up and left the house, going quickly before he changed his mind.

[Seokjin]

Namjoon was in the bathroom changing and Seokjin was looking over his impressive collection of weapons.

“I think Taehyung suspects something already,” he said, raising his voice so it would carry.

“Of course he does,” Namjoon responded, stepping out of the bathroom, now wearing a combat suit that fit his boy exactly. Seokjin felt his libido kick.

“You look fantastic in that suit,” Seokjin gushed and that earned him a small smile.

“You can peel me out of it later, Alpha,” Namjoon said, “In the meantime give me the directions to your safe house for the Omegas again.”

Seokjin rattled them off again and Namjoon nodded. While he was listening he was attaching guns to him using different straps and holsters. 

I don’t like this.

“Of course.”

We should be going with him.

“Yes.”

So?

“He already made it clear we’re not invited.”

Fuck what he made clear. Let’s follow him.

“You are giving off waves of upset emotion. However, a hit like this requires stealth and I work best alone.”

Hate this, if he gets hurt or worse…

“Let’s have faith in him.”

Fine.

“I am worried about you, but I have decided to have faith,” Seokjin said, “It hurt me immensely to find you here… you were lying to me by omission.”

“This is the part where I remind you it’s a) been two weeks and B) you picked me up from a strip club and tried to live out your ‘turn a hoe into a housewife’ fantasy. I do love you and of course I was going to tell you eventually, preferably before I got pregnant…”

“Jimin told Jungkook within the first week,” Seokjin pointed out.

“I have more sense than him.”

Oh God. 

“Must admit that is kind of funny.”

And true…

“That too.”

“I’ll give you that one. My feelings are still hurt though; and I am very worried about what you are about to do in broad daylight,” Seokjin said.

“I’ll suck your cock to apologise and kiss it better when I get back,” Namjoon said, “That is all I can offer.”

He was now pulling on regular clothes over his combat suit.

I like the sound of that.

“You’re too easy.”

And you?

“I am also easy, but still very worried.”

Understandable.

Namjoon came over and scented him and Seokjin felt some of his tension ease. He leaned into his Omega’s embrace and kissed him passionately

“Be careful, you carry my heart with you,” Seokjin said earnestly.

“I will be, I promise.”

Namjoon left shortly after that and after ten minutes Seokjin left as well, headed for headquarters.

[Taehyung]

Marisol was a super gorgeous man, the type that made people run into street lights because they forgot to watch where they were going. It didn't help that he loved to wear a modern robe with a high split on the side that showed a lot of his creamy thigh.

He looked soft, lovable and sweet.

Generally, he was the opposite.

Because of that he almost always wore a black face mask in public, leaving just his dazzling eyes showing and he tied his long blond hair back in a neat ponytail.

No matter how understated he tried to look though, he was still extremely eye-catching. 

“You said you had an assignment for me,” Marisol said by way of greeting.

“Yes, we’re eliminating Los Lobos.”

“Oh?”

“Yes. Also I need you to go on a blind date with Alex.”

Marisol’s expression changed from bored to intrigued.

Oh interesting.

“Indeed.”

“Are you just trying to get rid of your responsibility towards him now you have your personal Alpha or do you want me to mate with him?” Marisol asked.

He’s too clever for his own good.

“To be fair we reek of Hoseok.”

True.

“Both. So will you do it?”

“I shall,” Marisol said with a small smile, “I have been wanting to get my hands on him.”

“That just creeped me out.”

We are predators in the end.

“True but still, very creepy…” 

Well..

“Go easy on him Mari,” Taehyung’s Beta said and Marisol’s expression shifted.

“Beta.” Marisol said in greeting before saying, “However, if my read on Alexander is correct then he won’t want me to go easy on him.”

He’s not wrong.

“I kinda hate that he’s right.”

We will see how it goes.

“Fair.”

“You are not wrong, but I need you to take good care of him. He is sensitive.” the Beta pointed out and Marisol looked thoughtful.

“I will bear that in mind when I am handling him.”

“Good, now I will let you handle Los Lobos on your own terms, just record any information you get and send it to Seokjin,” Taehyung said, “By the way, you have any intel on Namjoon, Seokjin’s Omega?”

Marisol’s eyes flickered.

“Not that you need,” Marisol answered.

That’s a yes, but he’s not dangerous to us.

“Definitely. That puts my mind at ease though.”

Likewise.

“Thank you for that. I can infer he is affiliated with your family then,” Taehyung said and Marisol nodded.

Taehyung let that settle in. He had managed to fill his pack this time with talented and connected people. Perhaps this life would be better than he thought.

Already the best life because not only did I find Jungkook early, I found my mate and I have my Omega.

“I agree. Life is pretty good right now.”

Let’s do everything in our power to keep it that way.

Chapter Text

[Jimin]

Jimin was overwhelmed to find out the amount of carnage that had happened in the last few hours. Jungkook had brought him to the safe house to help with getting the Omegas settled and he couldn’t believe they had all been recovered so soon after Jungkook’s conversation with Taehyung.

It was even more shocking to find out that it was Namjoon who had single handedly raided the building and rescued them before the mysterious Marisol, who had left on a motorcycle just as he and Jungkook had arrived, had also helped to clear that compound of Los Lobos.

Jungkook was outside in the car lest his Alpha made the Omegas and the couple Betas found with them uncomfortable.

Jimin was collecting information which would aid in getting the Omegas back home to their packs and also make the couple days they would be here a tolerable experience.

There were eight Omegas and two Betas so it took him around an hour to gather all of the information then he sought out Namjoon who was cleaning a shallow wound he had received in the scuffle with a compact kit.

“Seokjin is going to flip his lid,” Jimin commented. Any Alpha would realise on seeing their Omega injured. It wouldn’t matter that it was not a bad injury.

“I know,” Namjoon said, “Especially since he wanted to come with me, however, I did what needed to be done.”

Jimin sat next to him.

“Who are you really?”

“A royal guard for the High alpha family,” Namjoon answered immediately, “which is why I assumed that you were also undercover.”

“Well not anymore I tendered my resignation and it was accepted just before we left to come here this evening.”

“Congratulations, you are in the advanced stages of turning a hoe into a housewife.”

Jimin snickered.

“And you? What happens now that you finished your mission?”

“I already asked the chief of security to base out of Y-city. I will have to travel sometimes, but beyond that, I am free to make a life with my alpha. I want to join you in being pregnant, our kids can grow together since I live right across the street.” Namjoon said. There was a contented smile on his face.

“Oh, you’re right. Tae doesn’t live that far either. I can’t believe the pack owns the whole block.”

“Actually, from some papers I filed and willfully snooped in, they own that whole development. Criminals though our men may be, they’re collectively very investment savvy. At this point they’re just crooked because they like the thrill, they have enough money and legitimate businesses to leave the drug trade behind.”

I like being a criminal though.

“Sigh, yes we know.”

“I don’t mind. We are criminals, it is what we do,” Jimin told him.

Namjoon shrugged, “I’m not morally good. It doesn’t bother me, I was just stating a fact, not expressing a desire.

“Fair enough,” he responded and Namjoon pulled back on his shirt and took out his phone.

“Lemme tell Jinnie, I will ride back with you too. That should put his mind at ease.”

Ask him about Marisol.

“Okay.”

“Did you meet Marisol?”

“Heh, I grew up with the bastard,” Namjoon said, “He’s my brother.”

Oh God.

“Did not see that coming,”

“Oh wow. Really? What’s he like?”

“Ummm... he’s more like you than like me I think. He can be very sassy and sharp tongued. He’s an Omega too, but a very dominant one which explains why he is still single… however, he will get set up on a blind date with Alexander soon and I think they are a good match.”

“Is the Pack Beta doing the setting up?” Jimin guessed and Namjoon nodded.

“Yup, he is a better Pack Beta than the one from the High Alpha’s pack, in my opinion. We should cherish him and keep him happy.”

Jimin had no experience with Pack Betas, but his Omega had and seemed to agree with that statement.

“Well that’s good I guess. I hope to meet Marisol soon. I am intrigued by him.”

“He went to the HQ, so if you intend to come up to the office when you drop me off, you can probably see him.” Namjoon said, “For my part, I am happy to avoid him. Meddlesome.”

Jimin laughed softly.

“Let me guess, he’s the big brother.”

“Spot on,” Namjoon agreed and Jimin hugged him from the side.

“Good work recusing these people Joonie,” Jimin said earnestly, “If no one told you lately, you are badass.”

Namjoon gave him a shy smile and bowed slightly.

“Thank you,” Namjoon said as he stood up and pulled Jimin up with him, “Let’s go. My Omega is whining for its mate.”

Jimin nodded and they left the room together.

[Seokjin]

Last thing he expected was to be watching Alexander get his salad tossed. Marisol had breezed into the office wearing an off white robe with a ridiculous thigh split and after about fifteen minutes of heavy flirting, had Alexander bent over his own desk and his pants and boxers by his ankles.

The way their desks were situated he was staring directly in his friend's vacant red-tinged eyes as Marisol who was sitting in Alexander's chair had his face pressed between Alexander’s ass. It seemed Marisol was being very busy if the little moans coming from the Alpha was any indication.

Fuck that is hot, I want my Omega.

“He’ll be here soon according to the last message.”

He also indicated he got injured.

“I saw.”

I hate that.

“As do I but he also took out half a dozen men and rescued ten people.”

I am proud of him, but also upset that he is hurt.

“Are you going to punish him?”

 Very counterproductive. I am going to take him home and pamper him.

“I love the sound of that.”

It seemed Marisol was using his hands now, in the space of time Jin was concentrating on talking to his Alpha. Marisol had brought out a bottle of lube, probably from Alexander's drawer and was using his fingers now.

Alexander's whimpers were more pronounced and Seokjin would only surmise he was getting a prostate massage.

Seokjin sighed and adjusted his hardened cock on his pants.

He forced himself to get back to the accounting work he was doing. He was busy allocating funds to feed and care for the Omegas and Betas they found and also to make their relocation to Z-Country smooth. 

His Omega had also requested that they make sure they got private counselling as well and Seokjin decided to message Jungkook ahead of time to make sure that was okay.

Jin: Alpha, my Omega wants us to pay for counselling for the trafficked wolves.

JK: Do it.

Jin: Well that was easy. You’re usually a bit more slow to OK spending.

JK: This means a lot to my Omega as well. This was his last case and it will do him good to know it was finished well before he moves on to just being my house-husband.

Jin: Ah. :) Soon here?

JK: Yes, bringing your Omega to you in five minutes. Relax, the wound really isn’t that bad.

Jin: :( Still, I’m going to take him home and baby him.

JK: I would do the same so I don’t blame you.

Seokjin put aside his phone and started to work on emailing the Z-Country contact that Marisol had given him to set up the transfer for the trafficked person.

Alexander was full on moaning now and obviously getting closer to cumming while Marisol was spanking his ass with solid slaps that resounded in the room.

Just as Alexandar gave a desperate cry and came, Namjoon, Jimin and Jungkook came into the office.

It was awkward for about two seconds before Namjoon came over and climbed into Seokjin’s lap and wrapped his hands around his neck and pressed his face into Seokjin’s scent gland.

“You smell horny and fantastic, Alpha,” Namjoon groaned, “But mostly horny.”

I can smell the antiseptic on his wound. I hate this.

“He feels good in my arms, I never want to let him go.”

“Yes, I had a bit of a show. You all caught the tail end of it.” Seokjin said, dropping a kiss on Namjoon’s head.

“You want a blowjob?” Namjoon asked and he was already moving to do it.

We should say no and focus on getting him home.

“Disagree.”

Great, glad we are on the same page.

“Hahaha.”

Namjoon had Seokjin’s pants open and his cock out by now and was sucking on the tip and giving him sultry eyes. Seokjin sighed and slipped his fingers into Namjoon’s hair, he closed his eyes, letting himself relax into the pleasure.

He was soon moaning lightly, his mind completely zoning out.

[Jimin]

Jimin was surprised that he wasn’t the slightest bit embarrassed to be trying to type up a proposal for one of Jungkook’s upcoming business meetings, while two of the other employees of the office, in this case Namjoon and Alexander were getting their rocks off.

He was busy adding graphics and gifs to make the slides more interesting and trying to not get thrown off by their whimpers and moans. It seemed he had acclimatized to the way how the Jeon pack conducted their personal business.

Jungkook was working just beside him on some reports and seemed completely unaffected by the passionate chaos.

I want my Alpha between my legs, I want someone eating my ass or sucking my cock too… It's only fair.

“Uhh.. we’re leaving soon, just let’s finish up.”

I am pregnant, why do I have to wait?

“Are you going to use that as an excuse for everything?"

Yes.

“Now why did I even ask?”

Heh.

Jimin glanced at Jungkook and found the Alpha watching him intently. Jimin dropped his eyes quickly before they gave away the direction of his Omega’s thoughts, but Jungkook still pushed back his chair and got up.

At this point, Marisol was pulling Alexander to sit back in the chair while he was losing his pants and there was no doubt about what they were about to do.

Namjoon was still going down on Seokjin, drawing it out and Seokjin looked like he had overdosed and was in heaven.

Jungkook came and sat on his desk next to his chair and cupped his face.

“What is going on with my Omega?” Jungkook asked.

“You better think of something to say…”

What about the truth?

“No!”

…

“No, that is too embarrassing.”

You’re joking.

“I’m serious. It is one thing to go along with office exhibition sex it is a whole other matter to request it.”

Semantics get me no closer to having his mouth on my privates.

"I-"

“You’re having a fierce debate with your Omega, I can feel that,” Jungkook said softly, “Just be honest with me Sugarplum. I am here to serve you.”

Exactly, I want his tongue in my ass.

“I-”

The Omega pushed its way forward to speak.

“Alpha, I want you to eat me,” the Omega said pleadingly and Jungkook’s eyes shone with delight and he dropped to his knees immediately and started to unfasten Jimin’s pants. He pulled it and the scrap of lace off entirely, and then looped Jimin’s feet over the handles of his office chair and pulled his hips until his ass was right on the edge of a seat.

Jimin was already panting with pleasure. Just seeing Jungkook’s handsome face between his legs was making him wetter.

Jungkook lifted him and stuck the pants under him to stop the seat from getting dirty. Jimin blushed.

“You smell divine, Sugar. Thank you for this,” Jungkook murmured, pressing kisses to the inside of Jimin’s thighs.

Then he was pressing an open mouth kiss to his leaking hole and Jimin’s vision darkened.

Fuck yes! Oh god.

“Oh wow… so good.”

It got even better when Jungkook reached for his nipples and started to play with them. Jimin whimpered loudly, his voice echoing in the office and he drenched Jungkook’s face in his slick.

Jungkook was eating him with enthusiasm, slurping and licking audibly - it was loud and it was messy.

Told you. This is what I deserve,

“Mmph..”

Jimin grabbed Jungkook’s head with both hands and pressed him even closer to him, wanting his tongue as deep as it could go. When Jungkook added a finger to help reach the ache inside, Jimin came hard, but instantly another orgasm waas building.

“Oh fuck, its so good.”

The Omega is always right!

“I want his cock in me now, I don’t care who sees.”

Who could see was plus one now because Jimin picked up Taehyung’s scent in the room even though he had been too engrossed to hear the door.

The human is always right!

The Omega’s quick change made Jimin giggle in the midst of his pleasure storm.

“Fuck me please Alpha, show everyone I belong to you.” Jimin begged him and Jungkook made an inhuman sound. It was a cross between a whine and a growl. Then the entire room was thick with Alpha pheromones, it was a mix of Pack Alpha energy and something freakishly close to rut energy.

Oh you gone and done it now, rest in peace my ass.

“What did I do?”

Incited my Alpha’s territorial streak.

“Oh.”

Jimin’s eyes fluttered open when Jungkook stopped eating him, the Alpha in question was looking at him with a distinctly predatory look in his eyes. Jimin looked down at his crotch on a whim and ended up whimpering needily. Jungkook had already released his cock and it was big, hard and wet. 

“I want it.”

Felt.

“Hopefully soon.”

“Please give it to me,” Jimin whined and Jungkook sat up and pressed himself without a preamble. Jimin was so wet and loose from the previous attention that his cock slid right in.

“Ahhh!” Jimin groaned and held out his hands and Jungkook took them before thrust the rest of the way in.

The rest was a blur. Jimin had never felt quite so aroused in his life, he couldn’t remember being this wet either. He knew others were there, some actually having sex too, but Jungkook’s scent over powered all of it.

He could only focus on his Alpha and how good he was making him feel.

[Jungkook]

Wanna bite.

“Me too.”

What the fuck I was counting on you to pull me back.

“Nope. He said to claim him, bite the fuck outta him.”

Jezzzuss…

Jungkook forced himself to look for Taehyung and found the Beta observing them all from Jungkook’s desk.  He was sure his eyes communicated his desperation, but he still opened his mouth to show how extremely pointy his teeth were getting.

Taehyung, flashed him a thumbs up sign.

With a sigh of deep relief Jungkook turned back to his Omega, who was moaning his name in an attractive timber and fixed his teeth into the bite mark that was already there and added to it the final bond that made it a mating one.

[Jimin]

Oh fuck yes, a mating bite.

“Mmm I did want to be claimed, heheh.”

Wow you're gone gone.

“The sky is gone, I can only see stars.”

Exhibitionist kink unlocked?

"He can lock me in his bedroom, I don’t mind."

OK, we’ll talk later.

"The only thing I want later is more cock."

[Namjoon]

Namjoon was getting fucked over the copier machine and Jungkook and Jimin were definitely to blame. Once the Alpha’s claiming pheromones hit Seokjin it was done deal.

Seokjin had hauled him up with uncommon force and propped him on the stupidly expensive machine and took him. He seemed to have forgotten he was injured, not that Namjoon minded; it really was a minor wound, he had suffered far worse in the past.

Not complaining, but we’ll get mated at his rate.

“Won’t the Beta stop him?”

Nope.

“Will you?”

Nope, you already said you were going to stay.

Seokjin was snapping his hips almost viciously and leaving deep impressions on Namjoon's hips. His voice was blending with the other wolves in the room in a similar state and his mind was rapidly slipping.

He didn’t even fully register when he arched his neck so his scent gland was more on display, but he definitely registered Seokjin’s sharp teeth bite into it with an unmistakable intent.

Fuck! Ow!

His Omega was preening inside despite the pain and Namjoon got so wet it was soaking down his thighs and dripping to the floor. Seokjin was fucking him harder if anything and he couldn’t think past the primal need to take his Alpha’s knot.

Luckily he wasn’t expected to do anything else.

[Alexander]

“Why is he like this? Why are we like this? I thought the point of being an Alpha was to be dominant.”

Marisol was riding Alexander in a slow rhythm, looking remarkably elegant for someone stuffed full of a larger than average cock.

Somehow, Marisol, managed to make him feel like he was being used, sort of like a sex toy and he was incredibly turned on.

Maybe it was the hand around his neck or the way Marisol was looking at him.

Could you have an existential crisis after I satisfy my Omega?

“It just really bothers me, I think he is going to bite us.”

I hope so. All the energy in the air is making my scent gland throb like a mutherfucker.

Marisol shifted his piercing gaze to Alexander scent gland and switched from bouncing to a slow grind.

“Shall I make you mine?”

“Please, no Omega has ever made me feel like you,” Alexander whimpered and he felt shame and pleasure mix him and his cock twitched inside of Marisol.

“Ah, such a good boy for me,” Marisol complimented him and Alexander almost came on the spot. He held on, only to lose it completely when Marisol bit him with a swift movement.

He unloaded all of his cum into Marisol, his seeing double images and dark spots as his knot rapidly formed.

I love Taehyung. Best beta in the world.

[Taehyung]

Well, all of this is unexpected.

“A good show. I am proud of all of them. And all hail your match making skills.”

Taehyung’s cock was heavy in his pants, but unlike before he wouldn’t turn to one of the men here for relief. 

He had two bitches at home that he was caught up with.

“Oh how things have changed.”

For the better.

“Still have to kill around 60% of Los Lobos.”

No need to remind me. I am sure Marisol will take care of that.

“He just bit his mate... I don’t think he’ll be doing much for a while, none of them will.”

I can handle it… but will you let me?

“If you go with our Alpha...”

Taehyung’s cock throbbed. He rolled his eyes, his Beta was so predictable; trust him to get turned on by the idea of killing people with Hoseok.

Let’s go. 

“Like right now? We need to oversee this and make sure they transition out of this state and can get home in one piece."

Damn, Pack responsibilities getting in the way of my fun again…

“It is what it is.”

But as soon as they are all safely home… It's carnage time.

“I concede.”

Chapter Text

Taehyung had been amused by Hoseok’s ‘police officer’ reaction when he said he was going to blow up the Los Lobos compound. He had glitched for a few minutes before finally asking if he could ensure that innocents wouldn't be hurt.

Taehyung had ensured it would be a controlled implosion and that seemed to comfort Hoseok.

They entered the compound under the cover of darkness using the site map that Taehyung had gotten from his years of being a double agent, they made it to the basement.

The tricky part would be fighting his way out of the building afterwards and then pressing the trigger when they were a safe distance away.

He’s so cute. So sexy in combat gear...

'Not the time to be simping. Can you focus?’

I am focused, one more drop point then we go out and blow up as many cabbages as we can.

Cabbages was Taehyung’s euphemism for headshots.

When he was finished laying and connecting the last set of C4, he indicated to Hoseok that they were going to leave the hard way.

Sure, they could sneak back out, but where would be the fun in that. He would have taken his machine guns out of storage for no reason and he couldn’t have that.

Fighting along Hoseok was a dream. They had a tacit understanding for one thing and on top of that the man was skilled and deadly.

Taehyung almost felt sorry for the unprepared Los Lobos who, even though they had the advantage of numbers, were definitely outgunned.

Pistols didn’t stand a chance against their weaponry.

“We have about fifteen minutes before the police get here,” Hoseok said, “I heard the call go through on my scanner.”

That was more than enough time. They sped up the pace anyway because they had an Omega waiting at home and a casserole in the oven.

When they reached the car, their driver took off instantly and bullets riddled the side of the vehicle. 

“Set off the charge,” Taehyung told Hoseok “Give them something else to worry about.”

Hoseok hesitated for a second before keying the code into the cellphone. The explosion was loud, but there wasn’t much of a blast wave as Taehyung carefully estimated the correct places on the building to set the charge and the correct weight of explosive to use.

“Fuck, it dropped like a House of cards.”

“Just like their empire.” Taehyung said gravely.

“I can’t believe I just did that,” Hoseok said so softly that Taehyung almost didn’t hear him.

Cute. he really is a goody two shoes.

“Hm... I don’t want to ruin him.”

You are definitely speaking for yourself. He is my mate, mine to corrupt.

“You are really shameless.”

We’ve been down this road before - but hasn’t this shamelessness of mine built you a life that you enjoy?

His Beta had a point. Yoongi was at home, probably naked and waiting. They were going to mate him tonight he could feel in his bones. 

Taehyung put an arm around Hoseok’s waist, which was a little uncomfortable with the utility belt there but he didn’t dwell on it. He pressed a kiss to the mating mark and Hoseok melted.

“You used to go to war and obey the government. Is that really more fulfilling than obeying me?” the Beta asked and Taehyung almost gasped at the audacity.

In the dim light of the back of the van he saw Hosek’s expression shift. The look he was giving them was peak adoration and total submission.

“God damn I love this look on him, I’m going to fuck him so hard tonight.”

It’s Yoongi’s night.

“Save some stamina for him, I need him.”

I am mildly amused by you. You take all offense to the method, but none to the result, such a hypocrite.

Taehyung claimed Hoseok’s lips for a hungry kiss.

“You did so well today. Such a good Alpha, I am very proud of you,” Taehyung told him in between kisses and soon he had Hoseok straddling him and they were making out in earnest.

[Yoongi]

We should have gone with them.

“They wouldn’t let us go.”

You didn’t even ask! Now I am here and they are God’s knows where

“Los Lobos Compound, 935 union Ave-”

Shut the fuck up know it all. It was a figure of speech, god damn.

“You’re not the only one nervous…”

They received a text message then and Yoongi dived for the phone which was on the coffee table, chucked aside his PS controller and checked the message.

Tae: There in five minutes, reheat the casserole. You’re naked right?

Yoongi was swamped with relief and it took him a few moments to respond. He took a picture of himself on the couch and sent it.

Tae: fucking hell. Mmm… Good Omega.

I love him so much. Why is he so much hotter now that we are in his pack?

“I don’t know and I don't care. I want a knot, a bite and twins in that order.”

I am surprised it is you saying this, but that means we are finally completely in sync.

“It would seem so. I love him too.”

They were quiet for a minute, just sitting with that feeling, then they got up and put on the oven.

Yoongi felt it was the longest five minutes ever, but when he heard a vehicle pull up outside, he hurried to the entryway and knelt down on the wooden floor. He knew it would make his Beta happy to see him like that.

“Never envisioned being a fulltime sub.”

Needed to find the right man I guess.

“Facts.”

The door swung open and Hoseok came in first, lips kiss swollen and face flushed. He bent over and gave Yoongi a kiss on the lips and then started to undress right away taking his clothes and equipment to the bedroom. Yoongi knew he was just following the house rules, so he didn't feel bad about their short interaction

There was a lag of a minute while Yoongi nervously waited and then Taehyung came in, looking darkly handsome in his combat gear. Yoongi bit his lip to stop from moaning like the bitch nearing heat he was at the dick print he could see.

Mmm damn… it’s so big...

“Want it.”

“My eyes are up here, Omega,” Taehyung said and he sounded fondly amused.

Yoongi blushed and licked his lips, looking at it just a little more before meeting Taehyung’s dark eyes. The expression in them was confounding to him, there was an emotion in them that was deep and profound like the Beta’s sexy voice.

“Welcome back, Beta,” Yoongi said.

“Glad to be back, please prepare the coffee table for dinner while Hoseok and I rinse away our sins,” Taehyung said. He also bent over and gave Yoongi a kiss, though it was more passionate and made his toes curl.

“Yes please,” Yoongi said eagerly and he got up to obey.

[Hoseok]

“Uhnnn.. Beta,” Hoseok groaned and he arched his hips back so that Taehyung would get just a little bit deeper with those long, beautiful fingers. Two of them at the moment, but that was enough to be sending him straight to heaven.

Taehyung was saving himself to mate their Omega and Hoseok was not upset by that, he expected this though.

“Such a good Alpha,” Taehyung whispered directly into his ear before biting it and curling his fingers against his prostate. 

“B-Beta,” Hoseok sobbed. He was plastered on the wall and most of his weight was borne up by it because his body was weak from the wave of pleasure. Taehyung reached for Hoseok’s cock and he trembled even more.

“You killed for me,” Taehyung said in a husky voice, “I’m going to mount you tomorrow and fuck you until you feel my cock in throat.”

Oh God. he’s so hot. I’m cumming.

“Have some dignity.”

Taehyung dipped his tongue into Hoseok’s scent gland and then nibbled at it making it activate even more and throb.

“I’m going to breed you in our Omega’s nest and we can have a friendly competition between the two of you to see who gets pregnant first.”

“Fuck. Gonna cum”

Now who's lacking dignity?

“Shut up, it was hot.”

Two more jerks of his cock and he was painting the wall with semen; he was also making an ungodly amount of noise.

Taehyung was swift to clean them up after that, though he had to help Hoseok out of the living room and also assist him in kneeling in his spot next to Yoongi because his knees were like jelly.

Yoongi kissed him as soon as he was settled, it was a desperate kiss and they both whined into it. 

“Missed you,” Yoongi whispered, with a hand on Hoseok’s bare thigh and he kissed him harder in answer.

Taehyung had started eating, but he could feel Taehyung’s gaze on them and it was making his cock, which had just been spent, stir just a little.

He gleaned out of the corner of his eyes, and fuck yes, Taehyung was watching him and he could see a very obvious tent in his pajamas bottoms.

Hoseok groaned and held the back of Yoongi’s head and kissed him more.

They got away with it for about five minutes.

“Focus on dinner now. I plan to mate my Omega tonight; he needs food for strength.”

[Yoongi]

Did he just say?!

“I think so…”

BITCH!

“OTHER BITCH!”

Fucking finally!

“I feel like crying.”

I think I am crying.

“No you’re getting wet and possibly staining this pillow.”

Eh, I can buy more.

“Thank you so much Beta!!” Yoongi said excitedly, Hoseok looked happy for him too, which simply amplified Yoongi's own joy.

“Is the nest ready?”

“Yes Beta! Thank you for letting me take over an entire room.”

Taehyung raised an eyebrow.

“Nonsense, you deserve to be comfortable while I am making, and then while you are carrying, my pups,” Taehyung said casually. As if it were a foregone conclusion.

Yoongi glanced at Hoseok. Their eyes met and the Alpha rubbed the back of his neck gently.

“I’m so glad to hear that,” Yoongi whispered and his chest felt tight with his emotions, “I never thought we would end up like this… but here we are, all three of us and I couldn’t be happier.”

“You’ll be happier when he’s bred you,” Hoseok said simply and Yoongi felt a bit faint.

Well damn.

“Can’t argue with that.”

I don’t want to fixate too much on it… just in case. It might take a while.

“I prefer to be hopeful.”

Yoongi forced himself to eat though he suddenly really couldn’t taste anything. There was no indication anything was wrong with his fertility so why was he suddenly so scared.

“Explain why your sweet happy scent went sour,” Taehyung commanded and it was in tone that left no room for him to disobey.

“Worried about fertility,” Yoongi mumbled and Hoseok hugged him and kissed the back of his neck lovingly. 

“We’ll take care of you and let your body set the pace,” the Beta said gently, “I won’t make empty promises, but as Pack beta, heats/ruts and the associated fertility have always been my responsibility for centuries now. I have old and new knowledge and I will make use of it to take care of you and the other members of the pack.”

“God damn his Beta is so Hot.”

It is remarkable how powerful and sexy it is. I have surmised that I really never had a chance in terms of escaping him.

“That is probably quite true.”

“Beta will take care of us, and he will guide us where we should go. I have faith in him. Even if you were to face challenges I will be there by your side too,” Hoseok said and Yoongi clung to him.

So lucky to have such a loving Alpha

“Mm very lucky.”

And his dick is so big. Love his knot too.

“... and the fuzzy feeling is gone.”

It’s not gone, it just transferred to my ass. I’m almost in heat, spare me.

“Fair.”

They finished eating in comfortable silence and Yoongi was once again able to look forward to what was going to happen tonight without fear.

[Hoseok]

This is so hot.

“Agreed.”

He and Taehyung were facing each other, sitting in the middle of the Yoongi nest while the half gone Omega squatted and took both their cocks into his ass. Hoseok had on a condom because it was not supposed to be his cum that made Yoongi pregnant, but he was still very much enjoying not just the tightness of the Omega, but the feeling of Taehyung's cock pressed against his own.

Yoongi whimpered and groaned, sliding slowly and gradually down while Taehyung held their cocks together by the base. The beta had prepared Yoongi for this, slowly and painstakingly. Yoongi had come three times and went fully into a heat wave by the time Taehyung deemed he was ready to take the both of them.

Finally, they both bottomed out and Yoongi was crying in pleasure and probably shock from being stuffed so full.

Fucking hell he took it all. I can’t live on.

“Mohfdfnds”

Hot hot and I can feel our Beta’s cock twitching God...  

“Mpphmm.”

… Nevermind! Just help me not pop a knot.

Taehyung had his hands on Yoongi's hips while Hoseok put his hands on Yoongi’s ass cheeks as was pre decided and the two of them started to ‘help’ their sweet Omega to bounce up and down.

“Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! I Love COCK!” Yoongi screeched, he was so wet. So WET. There was literally a puddle of slick on the blanket right beneath them and it was seemingly gushing out of him. The squelching, squeaky noises overwhelmed their groans and pants with only Yoongi’s high pitched squeal rising above.

“Best Omega,” Taehyung crooned and Hoseok joined him in the praise.

“Our beautiful Omega.”

“You are the sweetest Omega bitch,” Taehyung hissed right into Yoongi’s ear on a downstroke and they got another wave of slick in answer, and Yoongi dug his fingers into Hoseok’s shoulders. It would leave marks - Hoseok didn’t give a fuck.

I love belonging to our Beta.

“You sound drunk”

Shut up and don’t judge me. You couldn’t even form words just now.

“Well.”

Focus on not knotting.

Hoseok didn’t know how he was holding on really. His cock felt so amazing his body was vibrating with pleasure. Their scents mixed together was like an aphrodisiac and he was just floating higher than a plane.

“Gonna bite you, bitch,” the Beta said and Yoongi tilted his neck to one side and bounced more desperately.

“Please bite your bitch please. I am good, so good. I am taking both my men’s cocks like a good slut. Please bite me and make me yours.”

Taehyung swore and bit Yoongi hard. Hoseok bit the other side of Yoongi’s neck, though just a claiming bite. This was also under instructions. His cock exploded in the midst of this because Yoongi’s passage started to spasm and squeeze him like a vice grip, from Taehyung’s groan he was coming too.

Yoongi was crying, sobbing out his pleasure and having a whole body orgasm. He didn’t hold back his voice and his reaction.

So beautiful.

“All ours, this is our family pack.”

We’ll be a dad.

“I love it.”

[Yoongi]

Yoongi felt like he was burning up inside.

He never thought he would have two cocks inside of him at the same time, but he also felt that he had achieved his peak form. This was his ultimate experience.

Mated and it feels so good.

“Two cocks, a whole two, all mine...purr”

We do not purr.

“I do. My nickname from my teenage years is Kitten.”

I AM A WOLF. A mated wolf…. Stuffed full… fucking full.

“Worth at least one meow.”

So hot, oh god, two bites and I’m burning up.

Yoongi couldn’t believe they were still so hard inside still after cumming.

“You’re so hot and tight,” Hoseok groaned.

“He feels amazing,” Taehyung agreed, “Sweetest Omega, so well behaved.”

They are so in love with me.

“And me.”

By association.

“Shut up.”

Can’t, dicks are too good.

“I meant… sigh.”

Yoongi was hoarse now, hurtling towards another orgasm spurred on by the press of the cocks inside of him and the sting of both sides of his neck. 

He was in paradise.

[Taehyung]

Yoongi was sleeping. Despite all the protesting, he had gotten all of them clean in the shower, shifted the drenched sheets of the nest aside for fresh ones from the nesting pile and put Yoongi down to sleep.

The mating and claiming was a roaring success. 

Hoseok was up, sucking on Taehyung’s cock slowly and lovingly, getting it hard enough to have inside of him.

He was gagging, but still pressing deeper, growling greedily.

So adorable.

“Gonna bite him again, aren't you?”

But of course.

Soon they had Hoseok on all fours with his face on a pillow and his mouth gagged so as to not disturb the Omega too much. The heat of the Omega was affecting them both, but the Alpha more so than him. 

Hoseok had cum twice so far for the night, but never softened, his cock was red and hard, ready to go again.

Taehyung reached under him and played with it and enjoyed the muffled moans.

Heaven.