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Chapter Nineteen
After being denied for nearly a year, presenting as an alpha and still being told no… his omega finally let him in... Finally accepted him and they finally...
But it was wrong.
It was supposed to be sweet and sensual.
It was supposed to be romantic and sexy.
Not...
Not like this.
He buried his eyes in the other's neck as he tried to stop the sobs.
Yoongi let out a sound of concern, hugging him close. "Hey, hey, Bunny, what's wrong?" He got a sob and a head shake. "Talk to me, Bun."
"It’s wrong!" He coughed out, feeling the other stiffen.
Yoongi felt sick. "Oh?" Really? Now he admits that them together is fucked up?! Now?!
"It was supposed to be romantic! It was supposed to be in a nest! Not against a fucking wall!"
Yoongi couldn’t stop the laugh that left him, sounding almost like a bark, the other startling. "Yah! That's why you're upset?! Because we didn’t fuck in a bed?!" He sighed, shaking his head in amusement. "Aish!" He gripped the other's face with both hands.
Jungkook's expression twisted. "Ugh! Hyung! No! Why?!" He whined, pushing the soiled limb away.
Yoongi howled. "Shit! Sorry, Bunny! I forgot!"
"Yah!" He made a face. "It's all over my cheek! Hyung!" He whined as the other laughed, pulling him in to share a kiss.
Yoongi sighed. "Aish. Jungkook... It happened exactly how we needed it to. We can..." He chewed his lip. Was... Was he really considering this? "We can have it in my nest another time, okay? Today we just... We needed to get it out of our systems."
Jungkook's face lit up. "There’s another time?!"
Yoongi frowned. "Bunny... I’m still... Bound to your father and..." He sighed hearing the growl. "Growling doesn’t change facts, Bunny-Koo." He locked their eyes. "If your appa ever finds out you fucked me..." He flinched. "It's going to be very, very bad."
"So we do it in secret until you can sneak away and mate me." Jungkook cupped the other’s cheek, threading his fingers through sweaty strands. "We can do it in secret."
Yoongi flinched. "You're not able to handle that—"
"I am!"
"And when your dad fucks me one room over, what are you going—see? Right there." He narrowed his eyes at the snarl. "That growl tells me we're so very screwed."
Jungkook's breath hitched. "Not if I move out."
"What?! Where are you gonna-oh no! No! You are not moving into my house!"
He whined. "Hyung!"
"Jungkook." He gave him a pointed look. "Can we discuss this when I don’t have your cum drying all up inside my ass?"
"Oh, fuck, yeah, sorry! Let's... Clean up."
"Mmm." Yoongi nodded, the younger helping him slide off the table. They used their clothes to clean up the mess, deciding to go back with proper sprays and such, after a shower.
Which, much to Jungkook's delight, they took together.
He was all wide eyed and handsy. He ran his fingers along every part of Yoongi, touching everything, the other panting and moaning shamelessly as he did. He was a bit fascinated as he watched Yoongi clean his ass out, the older glaring.
"I'd make you do it if you would have hated it."
"Mmm, I wanna do it."
"No! You’ll enjoy it way to fucking much!"
"Please?!" He whined, hands on slim hips, Yoongi’s one leg up on the tub ledge.
Yoongi sighed, debating. "Next time. I’m a bit sensitive."
"Oh... Why?" He furrowed his brows, the other blushing.
"Because I’ve had a lot up my ass recently, alright?"
Jungkook frowned. "You mean appa?" He muttered darkly.
"I mean your appa, a dildo, your fingers and your cock. My ass needs a break!"
Jungkook moaned. "You used a dildo? When?" He reached out, the other smacking his hand away.
"Stop touching me and clean behind your balls. You'll have dried cum stuck there if you don’t and that’s disgusting."
Jungkook rolled his eyes, grumbling as he continued cleaning himself up.
When he finished, he turned, letting his eyes rake over Yoongi who was stretching up in the hot spray, sighing happily.
Jungkook was holding the removable head, a second one still on that kept his hyung immersed. He looked down, past the other's amazing ass. "Can I see the mark?” he asked.
Yoongi stiffened. "Not here. I... Would rather be in my nest." He knew Jungkook would get possessive, probably need to knot... And he really was actually very fucking sore.
"Okay. Uhm..." He reached out, seeing the other relax, letting him lean back against his chest. "You should nap." He kissed a wet shoulder. "I’m gonna clean up and make a quick store run to get some descentor."
"Mm, I have a car. I'll get the descentor. You wash the floor and table. Then we can have a short nap together, shower up quickly again and I’ll work on dinner and you can play some games before your appa gets home."
He sighed, nodding. "Okay, babe. Be careful." He kissed the other's cheek before pulling back.
They both dried off, separating to dress and slip back out.
Yoongi and Jungkook stopped in the living room. "Uhm..." Jungkook cleared his throat. "I ah... I'll clean the kitchen. Please drive safe." He shifted a bit nervously. He... He wanted to hug him before he left... Wanted to kiss him.
Yoongi raised an amused brow, a smile tugging at his lips. "I'll be fine, alpha. You're just feeling a bit of separation anxiety because you had a knot."
He blushed, lifting his hand and letting it drop. He couldn’t spread his scent... Sometimes his appa used Yoongi’s car. "Are... Is it hard for you, too?"
Yoongi saw the other's pouty lips. He groaned, nodding. "It is. When I get back, we will spray things down and then we can curl up on the couch. It's a place that's normal to have both our scents."
Jungkook nodded. "Okay. I..." He chewed his lip. "I love you."
Yoongi smiled warmly. "I know... I..." He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck.
"I know." Jungkook frowned. He wasn't surprised the other couldn't say it.
Yoongi frowned, seeing the other look so... Sad... "I do..." He sighed, "…love you." His voice dropped to a murmured. "I just... It's not okay and—"
“—It is." He smiled. "Go get the cans and hurry back so I can kiss you and scent you." He half demanded, the older chuckling.
"Alright, Bun. See you in like, fifteen."
Jungkook walked him to the door, locking up after him and started the laundry.
He cleaned up the table and floor, a sense of pride in him at the mess. He had only ever busted the one knot before this... And it didn't produce anywhere near this much cum.
He heard the door, hopping up in excitement.
"I'm home!"
Jungkook froze, his eyes widening...
That wasn't Yoongi's voice...
His breath caught. He quickly looked around, tossing the paper towels in the trash, his heart pounding as he speedily washed his hands. "H-hey appa!"
"Jungkook?! What are you doing home?" He came into the kitchen, raising his brow. "Why is the floor wet?"
"I ah, I mopped?" He cleared his throat.
"What? Why?" He stared, sniffing. "Why does it smell so strongly in here?"
Jungkook felt the anxiety spike. Fuck... Fuck! "I spilled a thing of peach juice. I bought it as a surprise. I ah... Threw the container down the trash chute." He lied. “But it startled me and I guess my pheromones spiked."
"Ah, I see." He nodded. "Explains the peach scent,” he murmured.
The door opened, Jungwoo grinning. "Hey babe!"
Yoongi entered, holding the shopping bag with four cans of descentor. He froze, both Jeons stepping into the living room, Jungkook looking terrified.
"Hey, babe...,” he murmured. "You're back early."
"Had an early day. What did you get?" He nodded, reaching for the bag.
Yoongi let him take it, swallowing thickly. "Descentor... For... Jungkook and his room... Because of the omega..." It wasn’t a lie... Technically... He just left out who the omega was.
"Ah! Makes sense." He handed the bag over before pulling the smaller towards himself, pressing his lips to Yoongi's.
Yoongi's breath caught, eyes shooting to the youngest, seeing his brows narrowed, obvious anger in his eyes.
Yoongi smiled at the oldest. "Mm. I'm pretty tired. I’m going to get some work done in the office,” he said, slipping past. He discreetly looked at the younger, seeing his pout.
"Thanks for cleaning up, Guk. Why don’t you work on homework since you skipped school... Again..."
He blushed, nodding. "Yes, appa." He went to go past, freezing when a hand gripped his shoulder painfully tight, making him gasp and flinch. "A-appa?"
"The peach scent...,” he murmured before slowly looking at his son. "Find me that juice again,” he muttered.
Jungkook saw something dark in those eyes and swallowed thickly. He nodded. "I'll do my best. It was a limited one."
He hummed, pushing the other towards the hallway. "Go do homework. See you at dinner."
Jungkook watched the other head to the kitchen, knowing he was going to inspect.
All Jungkook could do, was pray he cleaned up well enough.
He startled when his phone went off, his breath catching at the playlist title.
Close Call
He chuckled, pulling up his messages.
Jungkook: hey my lil Meow Meow
Yoongi: Hey, Bun. You good?
Jungkook: ya. Mad
Yoongi: Why's that?
Jungkook: now I cant hold u T.T
He sighed, pouting, seeing the three dots.
He smiled, his heart warming as the older sent a pic of himself, smiling at him.
He snickered, sending a wink back.
Jungkook: got anythin sxier 4 me since I can’t hug u now?
He couldn't help but wonder if Yoongi would oblige...
Yoongi, meanwhile, was rubbing the back of his neck, staring at the message, a little smirk playing on his lips. He wanted something sexy?
He put his phone down for a moment, undoing his jeans and pulling the front open. He reached down, pulling himself free, keeping his hand wrapped around his semi hard shaft.
He took a photo, sending it to the younger. And then a few more...
Jungkook stared at the picture, his own bottoms tightening rather quickly. He licked his lips, a bit stunned the other—
"Fuck." He cursed, a second photo being sent, the older fully erect. Jungkook let out a shaky breath.
Yoongi: Now you.
Jungkook groaned, quickly shoving his bottoms down.
He gripped himself, pumping a couple times until he was good and hard. He sent the pic, his hand starting to leisurely stroke.
Yoongi: Fuck. Fuck you're so big
Jungkook whimpered, hitting the dial button, his hyung answering.
"Mmm. You're not supposed to call, he could hear."
"So we need to be quiet. Send me another picture." He breathed out, his hand shifting.
Yoongi groaned on the other line. He moved his wrist, licking his lips. "Okay, sent."
Jungkook looked at the photo, his breath hitching. The other had his shaft aimed upwards, his hand mostly closed over the top, precum gathered. "Fuck, your phone camera is a bit too good." He groaned, his hand shifting faster.
Yoongi hummed. "And yours is shit. Send another blurry pic."
Jungkook pouted at the dis to his camera. "Is it enough to get you off?
"Yeah bunny, it's good. Send me a pic."
Jungkook brought his phone out, making sure he got the bead of precum.
"Fuck."
The curse surprised him a bit, making him shiver.
"Mmm, okay. I’m not lasting long." Yoongi warned, the boil already rising. "Last thing being sent."
Jungkook moved his own fist, his breaths shaky as he listened to the other groaning softly before his breath caught and sputtered slightly. "Okay... Okay, Bun. Look at the message."
Jungkook pulled his phone back, his mouth water. "You didn’t." He groaned, looking at the video.
"Mmm, I did. Go on, hit play."
He moaned, his body feeling like putty. "You're the best, fuck you’re amazing. You've no idea how often I’m going to watch this, fuuuuck." He groaned, seeing the other's climax hit his chest, almost hitting the camera. "Mm!" He quickly pulled his own up camera, working his hand fast as he recorded.
He let a grunt out as he came, breaths and hand a little shaky, so unlike the omega’s somehow steady hand.
He sent the video, hearing the deep hum, listening to Yoongi as he watched it.
"Damn, Bun."
Jungkook grinned vibrantly. "This was fun. I want to do it again."
Yoongi laughed. "Yeah, alright. Another day we can do it again. For now, I’m napping on my couch before I make food."
Jungkook hummed. He was exhausted, too. "Okay, Kitten. I’m gonna sleep, too."
"I'll come wake you when dinner is ready. Sleep well."
Jungkook blushed. "You too. Love you."
"Love you."
He felt giddy when they hung up. He cleaned his hand up and sighed happily, tucking himself into bed for his own nap.
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*****If you don’t already know, I uploaded a oneshot story called “PURE”. It’s Yoonmin and you can find it here:
https://archiveofourown.info/works/66641254
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