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When Changbin and Jisung had arrived back home from the gym, the alpha insisted on a shower. His nose was extra sensitive during his rut and he couldn't bear how many scents he could detect on Jisung after being in public.
Jisung began stripping as they walked through the apartment, holding his clothes in a bundle. He shuffled his way into the den before heading to the bathroom, stealing Changbin’s clothes off of his body as well so he could keep their sweaty workout gear for the nest. Yes, it was gross. He's self aware and will not be bullied for being his true self.
He threw the clothes onto the pile of fabric sitting in the middle of the mattress, planted a kiss on a bewildered Jeongin, who had been hanging out in the den all morning, and then headed to the attached bathroom. Changbin refused to part with Jisung so he opted to hop in the shower with him.
What Changbin didn't account for was how difficult it would be for him to not jump Jisung the moment his very grabbable waist, perky tits, and perfect ass were on display.
And then they got under the spray of water and Changbin learned that a naked Han Jisung with steaming hot water running down his pretty tan skin is not safe from Changbin and his horny gremlin alpha brain at all.
It took barely 30 seconds for the alpha to pin Jisung to the wall of the shower and shove his nose as far into the crook of the omegas neck as he could. He could still smell other people on the younger, his inner wolf could swear that the bitter scent of that no good asshole from the gym was even somehow still there, ignoring the fact that the altercation had lasted no more than a minute.
There was an obvious and easy solution to the problem at hand. Changbin just needed to… re-stake his claim… so to speak.
He was thorough with his scenting, practically worshipping Jisung's body. Ignoring the usual washcloth in favor of his hands, Changbin began lathering soap up in his palms, eyes red as he stared Jisung down.
Jisung was starting to go a little dumb from the undivided and intense attention, he felt himself slicking up and he could barely breathe. Between the sexual tension that had been steadily growing all week amongst the pack, the hot steam of the shower, and his drool worthy mate, Jisung was quite literally cooked. Changbin was staring at him like he wanted to eat Jisung, and the omega was more than down for that. Considering the way the older was crowding him against the wall of the shower, it probably wasn't too far outside the realm of possibilities anyways.
Changbin began massaging his strong hands along Jisung's neck and shoulders, thoroughly washing his main scent glands before moving to the rest of his body. The omega was instantly turned to putty at the firm ministrations, preening at the way his alpha was simply showering him (pun intended) with affection, adoration clear in his eyes, now back to their normal brown.
Changbin always got like this during his ruts. He wanted to protect and pamper his mates. He loved nothing more than spending the whole cycle absolutely spoiling his seven husbands (they were legally married as a pack in Australia over a year ago now).
He whispered praises into Jisung's ear as he carefully washed his soft skin, massaging out any tense muscles under the hot water and pressing kisses into each and every mole or freckle he spotted. He kept his voice gentle, atmosphere incredibly intimate and sensual, “my pretty Sungie,” he breathed against the younger’s scent gland in between kisses to the sensitive skin, “gonna make sure you only smell like me, Ji,” he groaned as the satisfaction of a thoroughly scented mate seeped into his bones, “mine,” he rumbled with a slight growl.
The noise Jisung made at that indisputable claim was downright sinful. Changbin had already been hard since the moment he got Jisung back to the apartment, so it was becoming a bit difficult to ignore given just how pretty the sounds tumbling from Jisung’s lips were. He started rolling his hips forward against Jisung as he finished washing his body, two fingers massaging against his slippery rim with the soap suds, causing both of them to moan. Changbin really had to focus in order to force himself away from the omega so he could rinse them off. He was now single mindedly focused on getting Jisung into a nest and onto his knot.
At least that was until Jisung bit his lip, mouth pouty and pink as he stared the older man up and down with his stupidly big and beautiful eyes as Changbin finished rinsing out his own hair.
Jisung didn't think he'd ever get over just how big Changbin was. When they first met, he had been so so so handsome and Jisung had instantly fallen for his charm, but the omega couldn't deny that his mate’s muscles, that had really filled out in recent years, were unbearably sexy. It was hot that he had worked so hard and had the body to show for it. It was also hot that they weren't just for show but … more on that later.
Anyways, Jisung thought it was unfair how good Changbin looked under the stream of water, rinsing his hair out. The omega couldn't help the way he involuntarily bit his lip at the sight, but the action made the older instantly zero in on Jisung's mouth and realize that he needed those lips wrapped around his cock yesterday.
He surged forward, once again trapping Jisung against the tiles covering the shower walls. Jisung could feel the pattern of the squares pressing into his skin, Changbin’s hold was so firm. He loved it, loved how he was dwarfed by the older, muscled body completely covering his own. He loved how tight the grip of Changbin’s hands were on his waist. He loved how thoroughly Changbin was kissing him too. It felt like he was everywhere, the alpha switching between kissing his lips softly, licking into his mouth, playing with his tongue, and occasionally getting distracted sucking bruises against his throat. He loved it all so much and he didn't even have to say it because he knew is alpha could tell just by his scent (and the way he was gushing slick).
Jisung’s legs were like noodles at this point and a firm hand on his shoulder was all it took to put the omega on his knees, moaning at the impact and the sight he was met with. Changbin was so hard it almost looked like it hurt. He was so thick, and Jisung’s mouth was salivating.
This was the same omega that frequently proclaimed to the pack that it was an injustice that he couldn't have one of their cocks in his mouth 24/7, so he didn't hesitate to lean forward, lips closing around the tip, hands landing against muscled thighs. His eyes glazed over a bit as his brain continued to shut down, his one single focus being the alpha combing hands through his hair and gripping the strands in his fists.
Changbin just deserved to have his cock sucked properly. If Jisung had any working brain cells to spare at the moment he would probably realize that it was no coincidence that the alpha was perfectly blocking the spray of water so it wouldn't get in Jisung's eyes or mouth, but in his current state he could only think about how hot it was that his husband was so broad that his back blocked the entire spray of water.
“Fuck,” Changbin groaned as Jisung sank down his length. He let Jisung move at his own pace for a while, one hand in the younger’s hair and one cradling his jaw so softly.
Jisung had worked his way down to the base now, savering the way his mate’s cock was filling his mouth and bumping into the back of his throat. His eyes were slightly crossed as swallowed around the tip, whining out needy moans as Changbin started to take control of the pace.
The feeling of Jisung swallowing like that had Changbin at his limit, so he started to rock his hips, holding his omega’s head in place. He knew Jisung could take it, that he loved this, but he started off slowly and built up his thrusts, giving the other time to adjust.
It wasn't long before he was straight up fucking Jisung’s pretty mouth, pleasure nearly overwhelming. Jisung himself was blissed out, brain wonderfully empty and mushy. Drool was all over his chin and neck at this point and tears were threatening to spill over his waterline. He looked so pretty and ruined that it only took about 3 seconds of eye contact (if you could even call it that with the way Jisung’s eyes were going in and out of focus) before Changbin was stilling, pushing the omega all the way down his cock and cumming down his throat.
He had to prop an arm against the wall behind Jisung to keep himself upright, the feeling of Jisung’s tongue cleaning him up enough to make his knees wobble.
“Shit,” Changbin huffed as his head finally stopped spinning and he was able to pull Jisung up off the floor and into his arms. He didn't even let the omega’s feet touch the ground as he rinsed them both off a final time.
They probably would have gotten distracted and caught up in another round of shenanigans if it weren't for Minho. Unaware of the rut that had finally started, the older alpha whipped the curtain back as the pair started to make out again, causing them both to startle, but not separate, Changbin immediately latching back onto Jisung’s throat.
“Just because Chan Hyung is loaded doesn't mean we have infinite hot water you horny fucks,” He dead panned as his eyes scanned over the duo, lips lifting up into a mischievous smirk as he sniffed the air and realized Changbin was in rut, “Oh good job, princess, did your slutty tendencies finally trigger Binnie’s rut?”
Jisung whined pitifully at the degradation, “n-no, ws’an alpha-ah a-at the- uh uh- g-gym,” he really couldn’t be expected to form a coherent sentence with the way Minho was looking at him combined with the way Changbin was holding him off the ground and pressed to the tiles, filthily grinding against him. Fuck he was sooo strong.
Minho snarled at the words, “you better clear up what you mean by that Han Jisung,” he reached forward and turned off the water, “sounds like another alpha was involved, but that can't be right,” He stepped up behind Changbin, completely unphased by the water from the younger's back getting on the front of his clothes, and yanked Jisung's hair, pulling it so he was forced to look at Minho while the alpha growled, “can't be possible because you're ours.”
“nononono alpha, no no please,” Jisung started blabbering, “p-please o-only wan’ my alpha's,” he hiccuped as Changbin continued to move against him in such a filthy way.
Changbin pulled back just enough to clarify, “Hyung, it's not like that,” He had to move in for another kiss every few words just to keep himself sane, “some dick-wad said some very unsavory, very untrue, things about our Sungie,” his hand was basically white knuckling Jisung's ass as he ground his hips forward, his fingers kept slipping through the slick covering his ass and thighs, and growled out, “so I handled it.”
Minho seemed to calm down significantly at this, once again smirking, “so let me get this straight,” He moved his hands to Changbin’s hips, guiding their rhythm, “some low life insulted our princess, and your rut got triggered defending his honor?”
“Mmmhmmm,” Jisung moaned in the affirmative, “he knocked h-him o-ah ah ah- out wi-with one punch,” whimpering continuously as he spoke, “wa’so hot.”
Changbin came against Jisung’s thigh at the statement, cock still remaining rock hard.
“Fuck that is hot,” Minho groaned, adjusting himself in his now wet sweatpants, “why don't you two hurry up and dry off so we can all go to the nest.”
He backed away and turned on his heel to leave the room, his shirt and sweatpants landed on the floor behind him as he went, jumpstarting the pair into finally moving from the shower.
Changbin very poorly dried himself off, after setting Jisung on the counter once they got out of the shower. Jisung didn't stay put, though, lurching forward off his perch to collect the clothing Minho had dropped, mildly mortified in a distant part of his brain when he noticed the amount of slick he had left on the countertop. Changbin half heartedly wiped Jisung down with the towel, picked him up, and carried him back into the den and over to the nest before he could think about it for too long, though.
The three omegas had been in the den quite a bit this past week, the pheromones the alphas were producing subconsciously making them want to nest. This meant there was already an excess of blankets, pillows, and clothes from all eight pack mates piled on to the mattress. Jeongin was still sitting at the headboard where they left him, now joined by a boxer-brief clad Minho sitting directly on top of him.
Changbin laid Jisung in the center of it all, the omega instinctively beginning to move and shift everything around so it was just right.
Jisung was soon making happy chirping noises and he was so cute Changbin realized he couldn't bear to not be touching him anymore and insisted on having at least some point of physical contact for the entirety of the time Jisung spent arranging the nest. For the majority of the process this meant he simply had a hand wrapped around Jisung’s ankle as the omega fluffed pillows and smoothed out blankets or, when the younger could spare it, holding hands.
After a few minutes of unreasonably cute rustling and fluffing and nuzzling, the younger flopped over onto his back and threw his neck back, all but forcing Changbin to pounce on top of him and bite into the side of that pretty, exposed throat.
“Such a perfect nest, Bug,” Changbin groaned into Jisung’s mating bite, earning a, frankly, pathetic moan, “and you look so fucking good ri-shit-right now, Channie Hyung’s rut will probably be triggered with one -fuck- one fucking look at you,” he was rambling now, pulling back from the younger's neck and situating himself between his legs, he pushed Jisung's pretty thighs back as he sat himself up on his knees. Ever the service top when in rut, he felt a need deep in his bones to eat Jisung's ass out in that moment, diving in almost comically once he got a look at the younger's dripping hole. Jisung knew he looked obscene spread out on the mattress like this, Changbin’s head was expeditiously buried between his spread legs and before he knew it he felt as if he couldn't stop moaning even if he wanted to.
“B-binnie!” He squealed at a particularly delicious flick of the older’s tongue, ankles digging into Changbin’s back muscles, “fe-e-eels so go-o-ood, a-alpha!”
Changbin answered with a growl, determined to not come back up for air until Jisung came. His passion for rap really came in handy when it comes to lung capacity.
And tongue dexterity.
It took a monumental amount of effort to remove a hand from one of Jisung's soft thighs, but it was worth it when the omega screamed in pleasure as Changbin fucked directly against his prostate with two fingers, pushing them in alongside his tongue. He sucked at Jisung's rim as he moved his fingers in and out, drinking down his mate's slick like it was some kind of holy nectar.
It barely took more than a few well aimed thrusts for Jisung to tip over the edge. He forgot how good Changbin was with his mouth and he felt like he was in heaven. With the added fingers he stood no chance, hearing a few curses from the direction of Minho and/or Jeongin as he ached up off the bed, coming hard.
Only once the omega was twitching in oversensitivity did Changbinh pull back, now lazily massaging Jisung’s rim as the younger caught his breath, avoiding his prostate.
“Good boy,” Changbin moaned lowley, dipping his fingers shallowly in and out of his mate's hole, “look so fucking good when you cum, Ji,” he said, sucking marks into the insides of Jisung’s pretty thighs.
Jisung slapped his hands over his face with a whine, still somehow shy when it came to this kind of blatant and obscene praise, even after all these years. It wasn't as if praise was a rare occurrence in this context given how irresistibly cute and desperate it made Jisung look. He didn't think he'd ever get used to how his mates doted on him and he wouldn't have it any other way.
His hands flew back up next to his head with a moan, however, when Changbin roughly pulled him down the mattress by his hips, and growled out, “gonna fucking knot you, baby,” he was sat up on his knees now, thighs bulging, arm and chest muscles flexing with the effort of putting Jisung exactly where he wanted him. Jisung was drooling at the sight of him, legs going limp and spreading wide.
“Please, please, please, need-fuckingneeditalphaplease knot! needyourknotaphaplease,” Jisung started slurring, brain once again shutting down.
Changbin pressed his already partially swollen knot all the way inside in one thrust, the pair gasping on beat when he bottomed out. He had cum twice while eating Jisung out, hips moving against the mattress the whole time, so it only took a few minutes before his first knot this cycle popped fully and locked him in place, filling Jisung up to the brim. Noises a pure bliss spilled out of him, unintelligible praise and needy babble groaned into Jisung‘s skin. Jisung himself didn't cum again, but he felt blissed out regardless, his omega purring extra loud knowing this time there were no chemical barriers in the way of potential pups. If he thought about that too hard he probably would cum again if he was honest with himself.
The alpha promptly passed out once they were somewhat wiped down, courtesy of Minho; getting in a power nap before the next wave of his rut. Jisung dozed off a couple times as well, talking with Minho and Jeongin softly in between spells.
Changbin got at least a couple good hours of sleep before waking up. When he blinked his eyes opened he was immediately greeted, however, with the life altering silhouette of Seungmin’s waist, clear as day through his threadbare t-shirt. The beta's body was stretched out obscenely as he reached up out of the nest to adjust the blinds, sun beaming into the room. Seungmin had settled in to cuddle with (read: “fuck with”) Jeongin and Minho shortly after Changbin, and Jisung eventually, had fallen asleep. He had arrived back to the apartment, after getting brunch with Hyunjin and Felix before the premiere, and had taken one whiff of the rut scented air before bee-lining it to the den.
Changbin’s mouth was watering at the view he was met with, groaning as he peeled himself away from a knocked-out Jisung, promptly tackling the beta into the mattress with two hands firmly planted on that pretty, tiny, grabbable waist.
“Fuck!” Seungmin gasped in surprise as he was pinned, grinning when took a look at his attacker, “Hi Binnie,” he combed a hand through the alpha’s still barely damp hair softly asking, “how are you feeling?”
“Need to fuck you,” was the strained response, Changbin now burrowing into the beta's neck, earning a bright laugh.
Seungmin fondly continued petting through Changbin’s hair, replying, “Ok,” as he let himself be scented, “you wanna stretch me out or do you wanna just watch, bunny?” he asked.
Changbin groaned at the visual behind his eyelids, needing to be involved directly. Instead of replying verbally he simply manhandled Seungmin where he wanted him, on his back next to Jisung, and stripped him fully before spreading his legs. He moaned once again at the visual, now right there in front of him and devastatingly real, and reached a hand over to scoop an obscene mess of cum and slick from Jisung's ass. He spread it between two of his fingers before reaching down to work a digit into Seungmin, who moaned desperately at the dirty move while pushing his hips down to try to work the finger in deeper.
There weren't many words exchanged as Changbin stretched him out sufficiently, Seungmin making near continuous noises of pleasure. Changbin was efficient about it, and honestly was so zeroed in on how good his mate looked it was all a bit of a blur and then before he knew it he was inside him and that feral edge cooled off. Seungmin sighed out a breathy moan, adjusting quickly and beginning to move his hips against Changbin. The alpha growled at the sensation and began thrusting into Seungmin at an aggressive, steady pace.
"Feel so good, puppy," Changbin whined, "fuck."
Each thrust punched soft little noises out of Seungmin as they bounced him steadily up the mattress towards the headboard. The hands on his waist tightened as he shifted, though, keeping him in place, just where the alpha wanted him. It was unbearably sexy.
Changbin looked up at his other mates, finding Jeongin now shirtless and shifting awkwardly in his shorts, still on his phone pretending like he wasn't paying close attention to everything happening around him. He looked to the side to find Minho kneeling next to Jisung’s head, feeding the head of his cock past those petal soft lips. He groaned at the visual, Minho’s muscles flexing so attractively as he moved his hips and grinned down at Jisung. Changbin only lasted a few thrusts observing them before he came, still rock hard and driving deep into Seungmin. The beta’s eyes rolled back as he felt Changbin release inside and he clamped down in pleasure, so tight it was almost hard for Changbin to pull out, the alpha opting to grind steadily against Seungmin’s prostate. He came quickly from the flood of pleasure, Minho reaching a spit slick hand over to jerk him off. The alpha smirked at him as Seungmin rode out the waves of bliss, Changbin cumming inside him for a second time just like that.
“Jesus,” Jisung pulled off of Minho’s cock to whine, “need your knot again Binnie!”
He pushed himself up and over onto all fours, sinking his lips back down onto Minho and sticking his ass out. Changbin pressed a flurry of kisses onto Seungmin’s face until the beta was a giggling mess, before pulling out and shuffling up behind Jisung to push inside him. Seungmin wiggled up the bed until his head was pillowed on Jeongin’s thigh, smirking at the youngest alpha when he felt something hard poking at his hair.
"You know, Innie," He stated with a grin, catching the younger's eyes, "would be so easy for you to fuck me right now," He ran a finger down Jeongin's hard length through his basketball shorts, "I'm all stretched out for y-" The alpha had him pinned before he could even finish the sentence.
It was frankly impressive how quickly Changbin knotted Jisung for a second time, but between the way the omega looked, and the front row seat to Jeongin and Seungmin, can you really blame him? Jisung himself came as soon as Changbin was locked into place this time and doubled his efforts with his mouth, making Minho tumble over the edge not more than a minute after him.
Changbin pulled him up onto his knees once they had all caught their breath. He nosed along his bare shoulders, relishing in how thoroughly claimed Jisung smelled. Jisung's back was against the alpha's perfect chest, both of them groaning at the small yet obvious bulge of cum in Jisung’s tummy before Changbin flopped them both onto their sides to rest and let the knot go down. Changbin flapped an arm around behind himself until he made contact with Minho, grabbing him by the arm and pulling him into the cuddle pile as well. Jeongin and Seungmin were right across from them spooning, all five of them succumbing to sleep.
"Wonder how the carpet went," Changbin mumbled as he drifted off once again.