Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at https://archiveofourown.org/works/15905334.

Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: M/M
Fandom: | Bangtan Boys | BTS
Relationship: Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V
Character: Jeon Jungkook, Kim Taehyung | V
Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Kim Taehyung | V, Omega Jeon
Jungkook, Top Kim Taehyung | V, Bottom Jeon Jungkook, Dom Kim
Taehyung | V, Sub Jeon Jungkook, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot,
Marathon Sex, Overstimulation, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Anal
Fingering, Anal Sex, Dirty Talk, Daddy Kink, Missionary Position,
Sex Toys, Nipple Play, Riding, Come Inflation, Rimming, Rutting,
Intercrural Sex, Humiliation, degradation kink, Male Squirting, Crying
During Sex, Feminization
Stats: Published: 2018-09-08 Words: 45500

Love You till Your Eyes Roll Back

by ggukieggukie

Summary

Taehyung is always there to help Jeongguk go through his heat.

Notes

*gets out of cave where i've been hiding for a year without posting any fics* h-
hewwo??¿?

See the end of the work for more notes

When Taehyung wakes up, it isn’t from the sunlight muted through the sheer curtain, or the sound
of his alarm.

It was to something kissing up the length of his neck.

Waking up from getting wet, little suckles all over his neck is, by far, the weirdest thing to ever
happen to him. In his half-asleep state, he panics as the tongue moves to bite gently at his throat,
before pressing a delicate kiss over it almost apologetically. His brain supplies that it’s probably
just his dog. Then he panics some more when he realizes that he does not have a dog.

He is almost certain that somehow a dog managed to break its way through his apartment and took
a liking towards him. There’s even a tuft of soft hair tickling his chin to support the assumption.
However, the weight on top of his body is much too familiar for it to be one, so is the
unmistakable smooth, taut skin rubbing against him. His ears pick up little sighs and whimpers in a
pretty voice, but it’s not until the “dog” starts peppering more wet kisses all over him does he force
his eyes open, still feeling very dazed.

Surely enough, the sight that greets him when he cranes his neck isn’t a dog.

It’s Jeongguk.

Jeongguk is literally on top of him, thick thighs bracketing Taehyung, serving as a constant
pressure that Taehyung loves to suffocate in. His eyes are lidded and his face is flushed as he
nibbles desperately along Taehyung’s collarbones, his skin still warm all over from sleep, hair
softly sticking out in all directions. As Jeongguk shifts gently, Taehyung catches a glimpse of his
smooth and tanned body, not a single fabric covering his pretty figure aside from the loose boxers
he likes to sleep in every other night. Taehyung’s hands naturally come up to hold his boyfriend’s
slim waist.

“Hey, Ggukie,” Taehyung murmurs with his raspy voice. He places featherlight touches against
his bare skin and Jeongguk jolts in surprise on his lap, mouth unlatching from the side of his jaw.
When Jeongguk looks up, his doe eyes are still swollen and his face is still puffy. Definitely fresh
out of sleep.

Jeongguk mumbles as he sits upright on Taehyung’s lap, smoothing his hand down Taehyung’s
chest. “Mornin’,” he yawns, closes his nose instead of his mouth with half consciousness, one of
his many endearing quirks, and it very much tugs at Taehyung’s heartstrings; how much Jeongguk
looks like he belongs just right there, a soft glow around his angelic features as he stares blearily
back at Taehyung.

“Slept well?” Taehyung brushes the bangs that got in the way of Jeongguk’s eyes. He coos
inwardly when Jeongguk rubs his eyes sleepily, clearly having just woken up not long before
himself.

Sluggishly, Jeongguk nods. He leans down once more, graceless as he tries to give Taehyung a
kiss, but it just ends up on the corner of Taehyung’s lips. Jeongguk frowns.

Taehyung laughs heartily, motioning Jeongguk to come closer. “C’mere, you.” It’s almost comical
how fast Jeongguk scoots closer to Taehyung, like a kitten, hands immediately coming up to circle
Taehyung’s neck as Taehyung squishes his cheeks in both of his palms to kiss Jeongguk properly.
He kisses Jeongguk, short and sweet and again and again. Jeongguk’s lips are so soft against his
and it has his toes curling beneath the clump of warm blankets, Jeongguk’s kiss waking him up
just like a hot cup of coffee.

Jeongguk is so responsive, every swipe of Taehyung’s lips pulling hushed whimpers out of him,
makes his body thrum to life. It adds to the comfort of the whole situation, Taehyung waking up to
his beautiful boyfriend right beside him, basking in daylight and silence— except for the soft
sounds Jeongguk lets out.

Taehyung could totally get used to this.

Jeongguk’s body tenses up when Taehyung’s palms tentatively slide up and down his hard back,
arching forward to rub himself against Taehyung, high strung and needy. Taehyung loves every
reaction he can get out of Jeongguk; every moan, every shiver, all of it, he eats it all up with a kiss.
Jeongguk whines when Taehyung strokes the high points of his cheekbones lovingly, before
melting against Taehyung’s front in a sigh.

All too soon the kiss doesn’t feel enough. Taehyung is needy for more of Jeongguk, so he tries to
turn the tight lipped kiss into an open mouthed one, swiping his tongue over Jeongguk’s bottom
lip.

“No,” Jeongguk wails, muffled from Taehyung pressing his lips harder. He swats Taehyung’s arm
for the effort. “Morning breath.”

Taehyung pouts, “come on.” He tries to win Jeongguk over by tugging on his plump bottom lip,
but Jeongguk doesn’t budge. “I don’t smell that bad!”

Jeongguk rolls his eyes at this. “Just go brush your teeth first,” lightly, he hits Taehyung’s chest in
protest, “then I’ll consider it.”

That just won’t do. The bed, combined with a naked Jeongguk, is way too much to even think of
leaving behind, so Taehyung tries to reason. “But I can’t function without my morning kiss.”

“Boo hoo,” Jeongguk mocks, before breaking out into a grin. “Too bad.”

“Please, Jeongguk?” Taehyung tries again, but Jeongguk just giggles, his overbite showing and
his nose scrunching as he shakes his head playfully and Taehyung is so fucking endeared, he
really is, would definitely shower his cute boyfriend with praises, but he just really wants to kiss
Jeongguk’s lips right now.

“I guess it’s time to resort to my last way.” Taehyung shrugs, the sentence piquing up Jeongguk’s
interest as said boy raises his brows in curiosity. Suddenly Jeongguk’s face is being held between
both of Taehyung’s hands, with Taehyung looking deeply into his eyes. “I hate having to do this,”
Taehyung sighs, in a tone Jeongguk knows says this is a really serious situation. “But you leave
me with no choice.”

Taehyung is silent for a while, giving Jeongguk the opportunity to change his mind and just give
Taehyung his morning dose of kisses. But Jeongguk just raises one of his eyebrows challengingly,
cheeks puffing out from holding in his laughter.

“Okay,” Taehyung warns. “You asked for it.”

That’s when he goes for his killer move: The Puppy Eyes. He tries widening his eyes even more,
thinking about that one time in fourth grade when he accidentally starved his pet fish to death to
will himself to tear up just a little bit, get his eyes glassy. “You really aren’t giving me any kisses,
pup?”

That nickname always turns Jeongguk into putty in Taehyung’s hold, always has Jeongguk’s
bristling in submission. Jeongguk loves hearing it out of Taehyung’s pretty lips combined with his
deep voice; it's like the #1 guaranteed move to instantly make him feel soft, needy, and
affectionate.

“Maybe—” Jeongguk blushes and Taehyung immediately takes the advantage, leaning to press a
kiss one more time, prying Jeongguk’s lips open with his own before sliding his tongue in
alongside Jeongguk’s.

“Mm,” Jeongguk whines delightfully from the kiss that knocks the breath out of him. He relaxes
beautifully against Taehyung, slides their naked bodies closer, lets Taehyung suckle on his tongue
as he tries to get a bit more comfortable by leaning up against the headboard.
Taehyung kisses Jeongguk slowly, giving him wet smacks until his lips are red and pretty, until
the sounds he lets out are desperate and needy. Jeongguk moans immediately when Taehyung’s
tongue finds his, body thrumming with desire as his hands try to pull Taehyung closer, grappling
wildly for any part of Taehyung, pushing and pushing to deepen the kiss like he wants to drown.

Taehyung can feel Jeongguk gradually growing harder inside his loose boxers as he tilts his head
and deepens the kiss, smirking in satisfaction because it’s way too easy to get his baby riled up.
Jeongguk’s breath grows heavy as he not-so-subtly grinds his cock against Taehyung’s,
occasionally panting into Taehyung’s mouth, hands finding purchase in Taehyung’s dark hair.

It’s getting hard for Taehyung to break off the kiss, what with the way Jeongguk’s lips are getting
more and more greedy as he sucks on Taehyung’s tongue harder. But he manages, pulls himself
off Jeongguk with one last kiss.

“Hey, what is it?” Taehyung cocks his head when Jeongguk whines dejectedly, jostles Jeongguk
from the back of his thick thighs, getting Jeongguk closer to him. Jeongguk lets out a happy sound
when Taehyung leans up to nuzzle their noses together in exchange of the lost contact. “Got pretty
worked up there, baby. Hm?”

It’s true; Jeongguk is a whole lot needier this particular morning. He can’t keep himself off
Taehyung, hands frantically touching Taehyung anywhere and everywhere. He’s very sensitive,
too, goosebumps raising on his soft skin wherever Taehyung touches him, and Taehyung can
already see the telltale sign of tears collecting on the edge of his eyes. He has been trying to sneak
little kisses here and there, keening high in his throat whenever Taehyung isn’t close enough to
him.

Taehyung, of course, indulges him, even sneaking up a few pecks for Jeongguk on his own,
pressing his hands to every exposed patch of Jeongguk’s smooth skin. But he needs Jeongguk to
answer him, so he dodges Jeongguk’s last attempt at a kiss, making Jeongguk whine.

“Hey.” Taehyung frowns. “No more kisses ‘til you answer me, doll.” Taehyung tries to erase the
pout off Jeongguk’s face by rubbing the back of his hand against Jeongguk’s soft cheek, pulling a
purr out of him.

“But you promised you’d give me kisses whenever I want,” Jeongguk huffs. “You even signed
the contract!”

Taehyung’s mind wanders to the silly contract they made at the start of their relationship, which
seems like an eternity ago, now that he’s thinking about it. One might think that a contract is silly
and unnecessary, and it is, but that’s how things have always been, since they first met and all
throughout their friendship until they became boyfriends. It’s all just for giggles, anyway, what
with the contract enlisting of ridiculous things, like getting Panda Express every weekend for
dinner, and said kisses every time Jeongguk wants one, or two, or ten. They signed it off while
laughing at the ridiculousness of it all that day.

“Okay, okay,” Taehyung rolls his eyes. “But we do have terms and conditions that apply,
remember?”

Jeongguk pouts, hoping it would win Taehyung over. Any other time, it would work, and
Taehyung is fighting a close battle here, but he manages to keep the stern look on his face and
Jeongguk groans as he buries his face on the crook of Taehyung’s neck. He really doesn’t wanna
say it.

“’m hard,” Jeongguk sighs, peeking an eye out to look up at Taehyung pleadingly. “Like—really
hard. Since an hour ago. Think I got into heat.”

Taehyung blanks for a second.

Oh. Oh. When he recovers he takes a peek at the calendar on the bedside table only to remember
that Jeongguk is scheduled for his heat sometime around today and tomorrow. In his sleep-hazed
mind, Taehyung somehow did not realize the subtle grinding Jeongguk has been doing all this
time, the weight of Jeongguk’s hard cock against his thigh, how Jeongguk dragged his desperate
body to relieve himself. Jeongguk fidgets when the realization seems to dawn on Taehyung, now
faced with Taehyung’s heavy gaze.

“Oh?”

Taehyung smirks now, dragging his finger up the inside of Jeongguk’s milky skin that’s exposed
by the shorts, and he might purposely nudge Jeongguk’s bulge on the way. “My little Omega is in
heat, huh? What should we do about that, pup?” Taehyung mocks confusion, and Jeongguk
squirms and tries to clamp his thighs together from embarrassment, can already feel his slick
threatening to leak everywhere, but Taehyung is faster than him. Taehyung coaxes Jeongguk’s
legs open wide, waiting for Jeongguk’s answer. He isn’t going to lie; he loves tempting Jeongguk
just so he could hear the dirty words come out of Jeongguk’s innocent looking lips.

“I don—I don’t know,” Jeongguk whines. “I just—I, woke up feeling empty and I w-wanna be
filled up,” Jeongguk whimpers when Taehyung strokes at Jeongguk’s spit-slicked bottom lip in an
attempt to ground him, and Jeongguk immediately suckles on it, getting it wet and warm.

“Alright,” Taehyung lets out an amused chuckle that earns him a petulant bite from Jeongguk.
“Ow. Up, baby. Lemme take care of you.”

“Too lazy,” Jeongguk protests, emphasizing it by slouching and getting more comfortable in
Taehyung’s hold. He fits all the empty spaces just perfect, feels nice and firm to grip. He starts
getting bolder, nibbling slowly on Taehyung’s earlobe and tonguing on his piercing. Taehyung
shudders when the mouth leaves his ear and goes to bite along his jaw. “Can’t we just stay like
this, hyung?”

“No, baby. Come on,” Taehyung pats on Jeongguk’s ass and revels in the yelp Jeongguk gives
out, resting his hands on Jeongguk’s ass. “Up.”

“Actually,” Jeongguk pulls back to grin mischievously at Taehyung, eyes crinkling as he giggles.
He pushes his ass back, inviting Taehyung to grip the pert little ass in his hands. With Jeongguk
seated nicely on top of him, Taehyung takes the opportunity to spread Jeongguk apart, before
slotting his boxer-clad cock in between, getting Jeongguk’s fat ass to hug his length tightly. Even
with their underwears getting in the way it still feels so good that Taehyung groans.

“I’m good like this. Ah—” Jeongguk stutters when Taehyung cants his hips up, grinding his
quickly hardening cock that’s nestled between Jeongguk’s soft asscheeks, lets Jeongguk feel his
bulge. All the teasing has worked him up beyond belief, cock heavy and ready to fuck. “Oh, I’m
fine like this. Fuck, t-this is—good,” he mewls some more when Taehyung starts kissing the
column of his neck, alternating between harsh and gentle sucks, up to the back of his ear.

“Yeah?” Taehyung snickers to Jeongguk’s ear. “Of course you do. What a needy little boy. Baby
got left all high and dry alone, didn’t he?”

“Yes,” Jeongguk sobs, quickly getting spurred on by Taehyung’s words, more blood pumping to
his cock as he gets harder and harder. He tries to grind to pleasure himself, but Taehyung’s big
hands are stopping him, grip possessive on his slim waist, making him feel little, feel helpless.
“Hyung, please,” Jeongguk sniffles, and Taehyung must’ve been a sick fuck for having his cock
throbbing at the sight of a teary Jeongguk. “Help me, please?”

“Help you with what, baby?” Taehyung purposely stills Jeongguk’s movements. His own hips are
having trouble not to thrust up into Jeongguk’s hole, so open and ready from his slick, but teasing
has been his favorite thing to do with Jeongguk, loves to leave his baby strung up until his
breaking limit, and ignoring how hard his cock is might just be worth it.

So that’s what he does.

Jeongguk frowns, because Taehyung knows Jeongguk can’t just say what he wants without
turning into a blushing mess, and Taehyung usually gives in, but right now he is very mean for not
giving Jeongguk what he wants right now when he’s this desperate. “Hyung is so mean—H-help
me, help me come, I wanna—ah!”

Jeongguk didn’t get to finish his sentence as Taehyung pushes Jeongguk down to his cock,
drawing a long moan out of him.

“You like that, baby?” Taehyung hums, lips tracing along Jeongguk’s sharp jawline as he thrusts
harder to create a friction so good that Jeongguk goes pliant on top of him, just taking and taking
what Taehyung has to give to him.

“Ah, I—I love it,” Jeongguk hiccups, body trembling with want. “Love it so much when your
cock is in me.”

Jeongguk looks so fucking delirious, his mouth hanging open instinctively with drool seeping out
of it, big eyes glassy and unfocused as he was plowed on by his boyfriend. Taehyung’s big hands
sneak under his loose boxers to play with his ass some more, gripping each pert cheek in his hold.
Jeongguk’s ass isn’t the fattest, but it’s firm from the time Jeongguk spent exercising on it, it’s
perky and sticks out just nicely for Taehyung to toy with, has Taehyung addicted to eating his ass
out for days on end, and when he’s not, he’s most certainly thinking of doing it.

“Fuck,” Taehyung hisses when he rubs his middle finger against Jeongguk’s hole and feels the
wetness that seep out of Jeongguk’s ass, all the way down to where his ass meets his thighs.
“Baby is soaking wet, isn’t he? Horny and dripping wet for me.”

“D-don’t,” Jeongguk whines in embarrassment but Taehyung loves it; loves how much slick
Jeongguk could produce, just how much more filthy it feels when Taehyung could slip all the way
out of him, only to slip back in effortlessly just from how slippery and wet he is.

“What are you so shy for, baby? Hm?” Taehyung cups one of Jeongguk’s cheeks with his hand,
urging Jeongguk to rest his head against it. “Got such a fucking nice ass, I can’t wait to fuck it.”

“Don’t say it like t-that,” Jeongguk hiccups, glowing red even more from Taehyung’s dirty words.
He makes to hide his head on the crook of Taehyung’s neck, and even Taehyung can feel the heat
radiating from his cheeks.

“Don’t say it like what?”

“You have such a nasty mouth,” Jeongguk whines, before he’s tightening his thighs on either side
of Taehyung’s. “Please, just—I’m so horny, Taehyung, please.”

“Okay, baby,” Taehyung laughs, deep and velvety right into Jeongguk’s ear. And just this once,
just this once, Taehyung lets him have his way. One of Taehyung’s hands leaves Jeongguk’s ass
to grab the lube inside the drawer. They don’t necessarily need lube, but early on during a heat
Omegas don’t produce as much slick. Jeongguk, however, likes it much wetter and sloppier, and
what the baby wants is always Taehyung’s priority.

“‘M gonna finger you now, okay?” Taehyung asks, tone so soft it has Jeongguk shuddering
against Taehyung’s chest. He needs to open Jeongguk up before he comes, or else he’ll whine
about coming without a cock up his hole later on. So he pulls Jeongguk’s boxer down, cock
stirring inside his pajama pants when the material gets stuck on Jeongguk’s perky ass, before
sliding smoothly past his thick thighs.

“Finally,” Jeongguk huffs out, trying to look somewhat fierce even though he just ends up looking
like an angry little chick. “Thought you were going to wait until next year.”

“Bratty, aren’t we?” Taehyung tuts. He squirts some of the cold lube onto his fingers and rubbing
it up some, then the left hand that has been groping Jeongguk’s asscheek indulgently comes up to
spread them apart.

“F-fuck off.” Jeongguk shivers when the cold air hits his wet, puffy hole, makes it flutter around
nothing. Jeongguk wishes Taehyung could see his leaking hole right now, but he knows there is
something much better to look forward to.

“Might wanna watch your tone, princess, or else I would have to spank you,” Taehyung tuts at the
end of his sentence, knowing full well Jeongguk would love that punishment. He tips Jeongguk’s
head up to give his cheek a kiss to distract him, and Jeongguk gives him a weird mixture of a
giggle and a moan.

“Yeah,” Jeongguk scoffs. “wouldn’t want that to happen, wou—”

Jeongguk’s sentence was cut off as Taehyung slips his index finger in. His hole clenches in
surprise, always so tight, and he lets out a dragged out moan before his hole gives in to the familiar
intrusion, welcoming Taehyung’s long finger into his tight little ass. Taehyung’s cock twitch at the
warmth around his fingers.

“Warning me wouldn’t have hurt, y’know,” Jeongguk slaps Taehyung’s chest pathetically when
he has gotten used to the finger inside him. “You’re s, so—unprofessional.”

“Mhm,” Taehyung hums. “Okay, I get it. I’m the worst boyfriend with the worst dick game, ever.
Now stop squirming.”

“You’re ruining the mood,” Jeongguk giggles. “Put two now?”

“Okay,” Taehyung says, but he’s never been easy, and feeling particularly mean, he rubs his
middle finger around Jeongguk’s perineum insistently, not letting up even when Jeongguk is
choking on air. If anything, he slips the index finger out next to his middle one, strokes
Jeongguk’s perineum some more.

“Stop,” Jeongguk whines, hips moving to get Taehyung’s finger in. “You’re so cruel. D-Daddy.”

“Fuck,” Taehyung curses when the nickname slips out of Jeongguk’s plump lips naturally. Both
of them know that Taehyung is so, so, weak for it, it stirs something dominant in him, and
Jeongguk absolutely loves using it for his advantage. “Couldn’t help myself, angel; you’re so cute
when you’re needy for cock like this.”

Granted, Taehyung eases two of his fingers into Jeongguk’s soaked hole. Jeongguk takes the
second finger like a champ, though two fingers are hardly a stretch considering the amount of lube
they use. Both of them like it wet, and it might be a pain in the ass for them to take care of the
sheets afterwards, but that’s Tomorrow Taehyung’s and Tomorrow Jeongguk’s problem to deal
with.

“Look at you,” Taehyung groans softly as Jeongguk starts bouncing back on his fingers, letting
out pretty uh-uh-uhs that has Taehyung’s head spinning with how lewd it sounds. “Riding my
fingers like the good boy you are. Can’t wait to fuck you, baby. Wanna fuck you with my fat cock
‘til it leaves you gaping, yeah?”

“F-fuck yeah,” Jeongguk keens. “Oh, fuck—God, I want that, Tae, three, give me three, please?”

“Of course, baby,” Taehyung complies, but not before teasing Jeongguk by dragging a finger up
and down his crack. It has Jeongguk whining in confusion, hips bucking forwards to drag his
aching cock across Taehyung’s lean body, before bucking backwards to try and coax Taehyung’s
finger up his leaking hole.

Taehyung relents after a moment, slipping his ring finger into Jeongguk’s slippery asshole and
wiggles them around. Jeongguk’s back creates a pretty arch, silently screaming about how good it
feels to have his hole filled as he takes all three of Taehyung’s fingers effortlessly, canting yes,
yes, yes as he finally gets what he wants.

“You’re so pretty, baby,” Taehyung whispers, kisses a small part of Jeongguk’s neck, licking it
before sucking a love bite there. The act of possessiveness has Jeongguk’s mind reeling, fingers
dragging along Taehyung’s broad back. “Gonna look even prettier when I got you all stuffed up
with this cock, yeah? Gonna make you mine, baby. Gonna cum in you ‘til I get you all round with
it.”

The reaction is immediate; Jeongguk’s pupils are blown out at the filthy things coming out of
Taehyung’s mouth, hole squeezing Taehyung’s fingers like he doesn’t want to let go.

“Fuck, Taehyung, I want that—ah—want it so bad,” he whines loudly, so, so, close to tears it
feeds the wild urge inside of Taehyung to just make him cry, cry so hard for Daddy and his cock,
to have it inside him until he’s losing his mind, until his asshole is wrecked and messy with cum.

“Hm? Want me to breed you, baby?” Taehyung sneers, fingers working furiously to spread
Jeongguk’s hole open, because his own cock has been throbbing nonstop, eager to fuck
something, preferably Jeongguk’s wet hole. “Wanna have you hanging off my cock, Gguk,
wanna have you sit on my cock and unable to pull off, hearing your needy cries as you’re forced
to soak up all of my cum,” Taehyung snarls, something a little bit mean and a little bit cruel
growing inside of him, and Jeongguk’s pitiful mewls don’t help at all. “Gonna wreck you so
fucking good, pump you full of my seed like I know your slutty asshole loves, baby.”

“Ohh,” Jeongguk shivers, long and hard, cock twitching to life when Taehyung purposefully
thrusts his fingers against Jeongguk’s prostate, fucking finally. “Oh—ngh, feels amazing, Daddy,
ah—again, harder, please,” Jeongguk sobs, words making no sense at all because Taehyung’s
fingers are kneading his prostate and it feels mind blowingly good, every press to his abused
prostate makes his toes curl from the lovely stimulation.

“My pretty baby,” Taehyung bit his lip at the sight of Jeongguk, eyes half lidded and drool
seeping out of the corner of his pretty mouth, so delirious as his hips keep on moving to fuck
himself on Taehyung’s thick fingers. “You really like riding Daddy’s fingers, don’t you?”

Jeongguk nods vigorously, bouncing even quicker on Taehyung’s lap, can’t even finish his
sentence before it breaks off into a moan, Taehyung pressing his fingers insistently against
Jeongguk’s prostate. “Oh, f-feels good right there, keep doing that, please.”

And Taehyung really can’t deny Jeongguk of his wishes, not when he’s being a sweet little boy,
using his thank you’s and please’s. Taehyung massages circles onto Jeongguk’s prostate until he’s
reduced to even more of a rambling mess, mind all fogged out.

Jeongguk is crying, the pleasure overwhelming him, and Taehyung just presses harder to his
prostate, because he loves seeing Jeongguk’s fucked out face, body moving at its own accord
while Jeongguk is unable to do anything, hips desperately trying to fuck back but it stutters, too
high on the feeling of Taehyung fingering him.

“Tae-Taehyung, oh—I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum,” Jeongguk near screams, body shaking
and that’s the only warning Taehyung gets before Jeongguk’s body coils up tight, cum spraying
out of his cock in thick, thick spurts, creating a mess between their flushed bodies. Taehyung
groans at the look of pleasure on Jeongguk’s face, so lewd with his eyes clouded and mouth open
like a proper slut who has been fucked good.

Jeongguk falls limply on top of Taehyung, whining tiredly as he nuzzles Taehyung’s chest.

“You’re amazing, baby doll,” Taehyung praises Jeongguk, strokes his tear-stained face. His
fingers never leave Jeongguk’s hole; if anything, he’s stroking Jeongguk’s prostate harder. “The
prettiest when you’re coming.”

“T—Thank you,” Jeongguk moans contentedly against Taehyung’s heaving chest, his spent body
being jostled as Taehyung keeps on pressing against the gland inside of Jeongguk. “E—Enough,”
Jeongguk whines, hole clenching as it unconsciously tries to hold Taehyung’s fingers in, and only
then does Taehyung stop; when Jeongguk is shaking from the oversensitivity.

They are both catching their breaths. Without all the moanings and the sounds of skin against skin,
it’s easy to revel in the thick, tension-filled silence that has settled between them.

It’s really happening.

Taehyung lets the thought dawn on him. Jeongguk is really having his heat right now and they’re
going to have to fuck incessantly, Jeongguk is going to be so insatiable that Taehyung is going to
have his cock inside his Omega all day long, railing his horny boyfriend from sunup to sundown.

Taehyung could hear the faint sound of the clock ticking, the sound of vehicles from down the
street, but to him it’s mostly just Jeongguk, his sighs and sweet voice as he comes down from the
high of his orgasm. His first orgasm. After this, there really isn’t any way back except for fucking
their way through it. Taehyung braces himself for that.

“You good?” Taehyung kisses Jeongguk’s hairline as he hastily removes his fingers from
Jeongguk’s hole, cooing when Jeongguk tenses up and winces.

“Mm,” Jeongguk sighs, so content lying on Taehyung’s chest, comfortable like a kitten. “Thank
you for taking care of me, Daddy,” he sits up straighter before leaning in close to Taehyung’s
face.

“Mhm,” Taehyung hums. Then Jeongguk is leaning in, giving Taehyung a slow kiss. It’s soft and
perfect, Jeongguk’s lips having always been Taehyung’s favorite thing, could spend forever just
holding Jeongguk’s smaller frame in his hold and kissing him.

All too soon Jeongguk breaks the kiss, leans his forehead against Taehyung’s, their breaths
mingling.

“Just realized something,” Taehyung starts, hands coming up to stroke Jeongguk’s waist. “You
were a bit sensitive, weren’t you?”
“What do you mean?” Jeongguk cocks his head. “I’ve always been sensitive.”

“I mean—more than usual. You usually won’t come just from getting your ass fingered,”
Taehyung points out. He is mildly worried over the fact, what if it’s one of those intense, intense
heats Jeongguk every so often gets? If the usual heat takes a day or two to go away, this different
kind of heat… It requires Taehyung to fuck him for a week, more or less. The one where
Jeongguk’s hunger for knots, especially, is always so uncontrollable to the point where he gets
really jittery when he’s not all plugged up with a fat, cum soaked cock.

“Think you just got mad finger game, Taehyung,” Jeongguk teases. Taehyung’s cock is still rock
hard where it’s trapped between their bodies, covered with Jeongguk’s cum, and Jeongguk’s
words fling any previous ideas out of Taehyung’s head.

Before Taehyung has the time to respond, Jeongguk is kissing him again. This time, he’s a little
more snarky, bites on Taehyung’s lip before he pulls back then giggles, front teeth peeking out as
he feels Taehyung’s cock poking his stomach. He noses Taehyung’s jaw, goes a little bit below to
drop a kiss on Taehyung’s neck. He murmurs.

“Wanna come again.”

Taehyung groans at that. Fuck.

“Come here, baby.” Taehyung feels his cock throbs heavily as he motions for Jeongguk to get
closer, before he is flipping them over so that Jeongguk is on his back.

Jeongguk looks gorgeous. Maybe it’s the post-orgasm glow, or maybe it’s just him, but he’s so
fucking gorgeous, dark hair wet and splayed across his beautiful face and adoring eyes training
Taehyung’s every move. He looks like he’s glowing, white sunlight bouncing off his high
cheekbones, pretty pink blush dotting his cheeks.

Taehyung is so lucky to have Jeongguk, bends down to kiss the back of his neck up to his ear just
to claim him.

“Tae,” Jeongguk moans breathlessly, baring his neck for Taehyung to kiss and lick and bite all he
pleases. Taehyung presses a wet kiss on the mate mark he left on Jeongguk’s neck years ago,
filled with the overwhelming desire to claim Jeongguk over and over again.

“How did you get worked up so fast, baby? Hm?” Taehyung has moved to his ear now, biting
gently around the lobe and pulling at the loop earrings. “Look at that,” Taehyung whispers,
dragging a teasing finger up the underside of Jeongguk’s hard cock, how it gives and throbs under
Taehyung’s touch, how the slit opens up to drip more precum.

“You’re one to talk,” Jeongguk huffs, even when his cock twitches with want under the attention.
“Get going or I might have to leave you with blue balls.”

“Real scary, Jeongguk.” Taehyung’s grin is nothing but fond, pumping the stiff cock in his hold,
one hand jerking expertly to have Jeongguk fall apart once again while the other hikes Jeongguk’s
thigh up and around his middle.

“I can be real scary, all-all right,” Jeongguk stutters, a teasing bite to his sentence. Taehyung
smacks his ass just for that.

“Can you?” Taehyung challenges back, kneading the fat cheeks of Jeongguk’s ass leisurely to
break that smug facade of his. The pitiful yelp he gets in return is enough to fuel his satisfaction.

“Mm,” Jeongguk hums, instinctively locking his calf around Taehyung’s waist when he’s being
bent over in half, then he laughs breathlessly. “Missionary, Tae? Really?”

Taehyung just rolls his eyes. “Ain’t nothing wrong with wanting to have you close to me.”

“Mm.” Jeongguk tightens his legs until Taehyung is stumbling forward, kisses the side of
Taehyung’s sharp jaw. “You softie. Just fuck me, please.”

Taehyung smiles, kisses Jeongguk’s lips as a distraction as he guides his heavy cock near
Jeongguk’s hole, not wasting any second as he buries his cock deep.

“Ohh,” Jeongguk’s body arches immediately, flushed against Taehyung as he feels the nice stretch
of a fat cock breaching his tight hole. “That’s—so fucking good.”

“Fuck,” Taehyung grunts, fingers grasping the sheets below because finally, finally he gets a taste
of his Omega after waiting all morning long. Jeongguk is wet, so fucking wet and tight and perfect
that Taehyung couldn’t have asked for a better fucktoy. “Got the tightest little hole I’ve ever
fucked, baby—couldn’t get enough of it.”

“Taehyung—” Jeongguk mewls, and it’s fucking hot how Jeongguk’s hole squeezes tight with
every dirty word Taehyung says, makes Taehyung want to worship his ass all day long.

Taehyung looks down to see Jeongguk with his eyes closed in pleasure, cum splattered across his
naked skin. He looks like he is Taehyung’s, a collection of purple love bites contrasting against his
tanned skin, but he totally needs more.

“Mine,” Taehyung dips down, growling right against Jeongguk’s ear. “My baby, only mine.”

“Ahh—yours, yours,” Jeongguk whines when Taehyung starts licking his ear, pierced tongue
rolling Jeongguk’s own piercings. “I’m yours, Daddy, please—please.”

Taehyung hisses, grips Jeongguk’s milky white waist and grips it unforgivingly hard, jostling him
so he has his legs wide open like a whore to pound into him harder and deeper.

“Can’t believe you just got hard again, baby,” Taehyung groans, leisurely moving his hips to
savor the feeling of Jeongguk’s hole, spasming around such a huge cock. He stutters as he
desperately chases after his orgasm, fuck, Jeongguk’s hole clenches unbelievably hard around his
aching cock, turned on beyond belief from being degraded. “Such a slut for cock, can’t even wait
a second before you’re begging to be filled up with it.”

“Taehyung—” Jeongguk is screaming, prick so fucking red as it bobs in time with each of
Taehyung’s hard thrust. “Fuck—please, harder—nnh, f—fuck me with your fat cock.”

“Want me to feed you with my cock, hm?” Taehyung coos, slaps the inside of Jeongguk’s fleshy
thigh. The slight pain spurs Jeongguk on, precum leaking steadily as his tight hole clenches
helplessly.

“Oh my—Oh my fucking God,” Jeongguk feels tears ready to stream down his face. His body
keeps on producing slick, drenching the sheets and creating a mess out of Taehyung’s cock. “Yes
—yes, please, wanna cum all over Daddy’s big cock, nnh—”

“Look at that,” Taehyung clicks his tongue and his hand comes down to rub Jeongguk’s
perineum, right next to the hole Taehyung is fucking into, and the contact makes Jeongguk gush
out more slick. He stretches the hole a little bit more, pulling the skin and Jeongguk sobs. “Made
such a huge mess out of Daddy’s cock, baby. Covered with your filthy slick all over,” Taehyung
tuts, then he’s bringing the finger that’s covered with slick to his lips, sucking on it.
“Fuck,” Jeongguk nears scream, the sight of Taehyung licking his finger clean from his slick is too
much for him, too filthy. “Taehyung, stop—it’s d-dirty,” Jeongguk whines, feels like he’ll be
fucking crying anytime soon now.

“I love it, though,” Taehyung smiles, something sadistic eating him from inside out. “Love how
your pussy always tastes like it’s hungry for cock, just like a slutty little cunt.”

Taehyung keeps fucking and fucking, gathering the thick slick on the tip of his fingers once more
before he’s shoving his fingers inside Jeongguk’s mouth, shutting him right up.

“Nghg—” Jeongguk gurgles and chokes on Taehyung’s finger, eyes rolling to the back of his
head as he’s forcefully fed his own slick, the heady taste surrounding his mouth, his nose,
everywhere, can’t escape the taste of himself.

“You like how you taste, baby?” Taehyung sneers, leans in so he can whisper right into
Jeongguk’s flushed ears, loud and clear. “Hm? Tell Daddy how you taste.”

“I—I taste good—” Jeongguk is heaving for breath once Taehyung’s fingers are out of his mouth,
already missing the feeling of it against his tongue. “Taste s-so good, can’t get e—enough.”

“That’s right, baby, the best that I’ve ever tasted.” Taehyung groans, then he’s collecting the slick
on the tips of his fingers once again, resting it against Jeongguk’s plump bottom lip, just like what
he requested. Jeongguk immediately opens up, suckles on Taehyung’s fingers and with his nimble
hand, holding it close to his lips. Then his hands are snaking down to hold the back of Jeongguk’s
thighs firmly before he pulls his cock out agonizingly slow and continues fucking into Jeongguk
earnestly.

“Nghh—ah, Daddy!” Jeongguk screams again, voice cracking in the middle because Taehyung’s
cock nudges his prostate so brutally. Seems like he’ll be losing his voice tonight. He looks
ethereal, his body lean and decorated with the slightest hint of muscles. He writhes and arches so
beautifully every time Taehyung’s cock hits him just right. A blush is sitting high on his cheeks
because he’s embarrassed of the sounds he let out, high and needy and whiny, so he bites on his
fist.

“None of that, angel,” Taehyung tuts, lets go of Jeongguk’s narrow waist to hold his arms on top
of his head. “Let me hear your pretty voice.”

Jeongguk mewls, finally letting out that voice of his that is so high and sweet and pretty like the
rest of him, sounds the prettiest when he’s getting his little ass pounded on, Taehyung could fuck
him and listen to his moans all day. Taehyung’s grip on his wrist tightens, his naked, smooth body
on display for Taehyung to ogle on. He’s the prettiest fucking thing Taehyung has ever laid his
eyes on; with his jutting hip bones and pink nipples and plump skin, Taehyung could never get
enough of the art that is Jeongguk’s body. “Tae—Daddy, please.”

Like this, Jeongguk’s moans and whimpers are loud and clear for Taehyung to revel in, like music
to his ears, and it just fuels Taehyung to work his hips faster, to rub against Jeongguk’s prostate
hard so he could hear Jeongguk’s pretty moans as he comes.

“T-Tae, Taehyung, I’m gonna come—Ah—”

“Yeah?” Taehyung grunts, grip on Jeongguk’s ankle unrelenting as he eyes how his fat cock is
going in and out of Jeongguk’s cunt effortlessly from the lube and precum and slick. “You’re such
a fucking slut, coming over and over again until your dick is spent just from a cock up your ass.
You wanna come, baby?
“Y-Yeah,” Jeongguk sobs, fingers gripping his pillow unforgivingly, his tanned body arching
high from pleasure. Taehyung groans at how innocent Jeongguk looks, big eyes shiny with tears
and kiss-bitten lips mewling softly, the need to taint and defile him consuming Taehyung. “Please
—Please, w-wanna come, make me c-come, Daddy.”

“I got you, babydoll, I got you,” Taehyung assures him, hands coming back to grip Jeongguk’s
waist so he could fuck Jeongguk faster, could milk his cock empty right into Jeongguk’s hole. His
hips keep thrusting in fast, short stroke, unable to keep his cock out of Jeongguk’s warm hole for
too long before he’s forcing it back in, fucking Jeongguk until he’s screaming and moaning and
crying.

“Daddy, I’m gonna come,” Jeongguk whines in warning. “Gonna come, gonna come—”

Jeongguk comes again for the second time that morning, his stomach flexing hard as his cock
pumps out his cum. He gasps keenly when all of that is fucked out of his body, a tremor running
through him.

“Fuck,” Taehyung chokes on a moan from how amazingly tight Jeongguk feels. “Got the best
hole to soak up all my cum,” he pants. “So warm and wet and tight, gonna make me come all over
your pussy.”

The second Jeongguk comes and his hole spasms around Taehyung’s aching cock, Taehyung
comes, mind taken over by his instincts to cum in Jeongguk until he’s bloated with it. Some of it
even squirts out from the intensity of the amount, leaking all filthy under them.

“Please,” Jeongguk pleads, still catching his breath and coming down from his high. His stomach
is a mess already, Taehyung’s cum looking pretty against his toned stomach. Taehyung slumps,
mind sated and bones feeling like jelly as he lies next to Jeongguk.

“I can’t believe you woke me up at the asscrack of dawn just to have sex,” Taehyung sighs, feels
all the energy migrate from his body and dissipate into thin air.

“It’s past noon, idiot,” Jeongguk sighs as he cuddles up next to Taehyung, always so cuddly after
sex.

“What?” Taehyung immediately sits up, eyes go wide before he searches for his phone beneath
the mountain of blankets—courtesy of Jeongguk who likes to bitch about how cold he gets at
night while he sleeps practically naked. Sure enough, his lock screen shows big numbers of 12.17
on top of numerous missed phone calls and texts from Jimin, along with reminders of: “economic
quiz”.

“Shit, shit,” Taehyung untangles himself from Jeongguk and the blankets, searching for acceptable
pants to go out with while running to the bathroom, panicking. He deems that even a quick
shower wouldn’t be quick enough, and settles on brushing his teeth and putting on deodorant.

“Tae? What is it?”

“Forgot I had an exam today,” Taehyung grunts as he rakes his hand through his tangled bangs in
a last minute attempt to make himself just the slightest bit more presentable.

“You’re not gonna go out in that shirt, are you?” Jeongguk calls from his position on bed, small
figure stretching out lazily like a cat. Any other day and it would be very inviting to join him in
bed; sunlight raking through his midnight hair, subtle muscles flexing as he lays on his side to look
at Taehyung properly. But Taehyung is a man with priorities.

“Why not?” Taehyung gruffs out, looking for his wallet and keys and basically turning the whole
house upside down.

“You got cum on it, Tae. Here,” Jeongguk throws him a relatively clean shirt from their rolling
chair, and Taehyung’s wallet and keys from their bedside drawer.

“Thank you, baby,” Taehyung kisses the top of his head when he has worn the clean clothes,
getting a grunt in reply.

When he’s ready to bolt out the door, however, there’s worry gnawing on the pit of his stomach;
there were a few times where Taehyung had to leave Jeongguk who’s in heat alone for a few
hours because he still had to finish up some work that day—and thankfully nothing bad had
happened. But it still won’t guarantee that Taehyung would be lucky enough without an accident
the next time.

“Will you be okay on your own?” Taehyung asks, concern seeping into his words. “I’m sorry,
doll, I really gotta attend this one—God, now I’m regretting all the times I skip that class and I—”

“—Shh.”

Jeongguk shuts him up quickly with a kiss and it works like magic, Taehyung immediately
relenting under the intoxicating feeling of Jeongguk’s lips, shoulders sagging and melting like a
goo.

“I’m gonna be fine, yeah?” Jeongguk looks straight into Taehyung’s eyes when he pulls off,
ruling out the tangly parts of Taehyung’s hair. “You go and try not to flunk that test.”

“Are you a hundred percent sure?”

“Yes, hyung. I’ll probably just try and sleep because my stomach has been raising hell nonstop
and my head felt like shit since this morning. So.”

“”kay,” Taehyung grins sympathetically as his hand soothes over Jeongguk’s stomach. “I’ll get
you some aspirin on the way home, yeah?”

Jeongguk hums, “And some ice cream.”

“What a big baby,” Taehyung snorts before leaning down some more to kiss him smack on the
lips. “I’ll get you that too, okay?”

Jeongguk sigh contentedly, pulling Taehyung back to kiss him as his fingers come up to tug at
Taehyung’s black strands. Jeongguk tilts his head to kiss Taehyung deeper, and Taehyung is so
tempted to join Jeongguk on the bed and just laze around all day but—

“Don’t you have a super important exam to attend to?”

“Shit, you’re right,” Taehyung pulls off and stumbles upon some fallen off sheets. When he
reaches the doorframe, he shoots Jeongguk a quick flying kiss and a ‘get well soon!’

Jeongguk pretends he hates how cheesy it is, but he really doesn’t.

The exam went fucking horrible.

Taehyung could blame it on a handful of things; like the fact that the subject wasn’t his best forte,
the fact that Jeongguk had roped him into another anime marathon the night before to the point
where he didn’t study at all, or even the fact that his professor’s shirt was so obnoxious in color it
messes up his concentration, but he knows it was because he couldn’t get his mind off Jeongguk
and all the possibilities of his state right now.

Whatever. He just flunked the test that could affect his whole future, big fucking deal. Right now,
his number one concern is Jeongguk, his Omega boyfriend that’s in his fucking heat, all alone. He
needs to get home as soon as possible and help Jeongguk through it, because he has a gut feeling
that it’s a bad heat this time. Judging by how insatiable he was this morning, it probably is. He has
done check ins throughout the day only to get no replies, so he’s kind of freaking out right now.

Taehyung is restless the whole ride home, biting on his nails to ground himself as unsettling
thoughts come to him. The worst of what if’s come to his mind; what if Jeongguk is hurting right
now, poor baby couldn’t reach his orgasm because Jeongguk could hardly come without
Taehyung’s cock fucking him, and even if he did, Taehyung can only imagine how unsatisfying
his orgasms must’ve been.

Thankfully, the traffic is clear and it isn’t long before he finally arrives at their shared place. There
is a small convenience store on the first floor of their apartment and he doesn’t forget to stop by
and buy the medicines and the ice cream, huffing when they ran out of Jeongguk’s favorite flavor.
On the way towards the cashier he picks up some of Jeongguk’s favorite snacks, too—banana
milk, pocky, some instant ramyeon.

“Fuck,” He can barely conceal the irritated groan when he sees the long line at the check out—the
other cashier is on a bathroom break so there is only one line available. He quickly get his phone
out of his jeans to check on his messages, hoping for a news from Jeongguk—anything—only to
be let down once again.

Contrary to his initial guess, the line goes by fast and he couldn’t be more thankful; he’s starting to
feel nauseous from thinking about the endless possibilities of what could happen to Jeongguk,
who’s very vulnerable during heats. When it’s his turn to check out, he’s so in hurry he almost
drops his coins all over the place. Smiling apologetically while thanking the person behind him
who helped him pick up his scattered coins, he reminds himself to stay calm, because freaking out
won’t help him and certainly it won’t help Jeongguk either.

After he’s done with his groceries, Taehyung speeds to the lift, jogging through the hallway to get
to his and Jeongguk’s place. The ride to the fifth floor has never felt this long, and he gnaws on
his lips irritatedly, worry eating him from inside out.

When the lift doors finally open up to the hallway of his and Jeongguk’s room, Taehyung has
never jammed a key and opened a door faster before in his life.

“Baby? I’m back,” Taehyung calls out once he enters the room, kicking his shoes off at the same
time he walks to put down the groceries. He can hear faint, sniffling noises from the inside of their
shared bedroom. So he isn’t sleeping then, Taehyung thinks. He’s probably getting off.

He has expected many things when he opens the bedroom door and that all involves Jeongguk
pleasuring himself in every different way. He has expected any sorts of dirty thoughts turned into
reality, but he certainly didn't expect what he is seeing right now.

What he heard earlier turned out to be Jeongguk’s high moans as he’s bouncing on a vibrator, his
cock erect and so fucking stiff, bobbing along as he rides cock so fucking enthusiastically. The
door that wasn’t even closed was like an invitation from Jeongguk for Taehyung to come and get
him, and it certainly is doing things to Taehyung, his cock stirring inside his pants as he’s unable
to do anything, just stares at Jeongguk and his tight body, glistening with sweat and tears and
precum.
“Taehyung—ah, Tae—” Jeongguk keens, his eyes closed shut in pleasure. The muscles on his
thighs tightening as he works the vibrating toy in and out of his hole. He probably hasn’t even
realized yet that Taehyung is watching him doing all this. “Oh, Daddy, feels so good—”

Taehyung doesn’t know what to do. Something at the back of his mind screams at him to just
pounce on Jeongguk and fuck him senseless, and his mind unhelpfully supplies about how
fucking wrecked Jeongguk’s hole probably is right now, a nice little Omega fucktoy, dripping
with so much slick that’s practically begging for Taehyung to put his cock into.

But Taehyung is on a trance; mesmerized by how beautiful Jeongguk looks, head thrown back as
his thighs don’t even let up a second of bouncing on a thick cock. Taehyung feels like he’s
intruding something if he so much as steps in. Fuck, there’s a lot of drying cum on his stomach,
undoubtedly from another orgasm, and Taehyung can’t help but to think about Jeongguk working
himself up to reach orgasm after orgasm.

It might be cruel to leave such a desperate, pretty little thing all by himself and deny him of what
he wants, but then Jeongguk looks right into Taehyung’s eyes, and Taehyung is about to say
something until Jeongguk lets out his loudest moan yet, cock twitching as it dribbles even more
precum everywhere.

“Tae—” Jeongguk chokes on a sob, gets impossibly harder after seeing Taehyung staring at him
bounce on his vibrator. Daddy is watching, Daddy is watching, and Jeongguk wants him so badly
right now. There’s a remote on his nimble hands, and he shakily tries to turn up the level. “Tae,
please, oh—Daddy, please, I-I want you—”

Jeongguk doesn’t even get to finish his sentence before the vibrations get too much, pretty lips
choking on a sob from how good it feels to have his sensitive prostate stimulated continuously.

“Fuck,” Jeongguk whines helplessly, eyes scrunched shut as the vibrator shakes him, body
trembling because God, he loves getting his tight hole filled so much, the stretch feels so fucking
nice his toes are curling, and how he wishes it was Taehyung’s big cock pulsating inside of him
instead.

Taehyung’s mouth runs dry.

“Fuck, fuck, Taehyung—please, please,” Jeongguk is babbling, his brain long short circuited as
all he knows is to fuck back on the vibrator he’s sitting on. But suddenly, he’s pushed back to lie
on top of the mattress, hole clenching around nothing, and when he opens his eyes, he’s
immediately greeted with the sight of Taehyung’s dark eyes staring right back at him.

“Fuck, baby,” Taehyung grits out, putting the vibrator down in favor of gripping the back of
Jeongguk’s soft, smooth thighs before bending him in half, feels how wet he is because his slick
gets everywhere. Jeongguk smells even better up close, his scent so pungent and unmistakably
Jeongguk, the very same scent that never fails to get Taehyung’s cock to throb with want. His
throat is dry, still taken aback with how erotic the whole situation was; and he’s speechless as he
looks down to see Jeongguk’s tear stained face, blush sitting high on his cheeks as he squirms,
body thrumming from how much more sensitive his body feels when Taehyung is near. Taehyung
couldn’t think, his mind’s only purpose is to fuck into Jeongguk’s needy ass until Jeongguk makes
a mess of cum out of himself.

“Taetae—” Jeongguk chokes on his words, hands coming up to circle Taehyung’s neck. There is
a pressing need to have his mate’s body close to him, and now he’s just a little bit calmer after he
gets what he wants; Taehyung’s body on top of him, strong thighs bracketing Jeongguk’s sides
while he caresses the side of Jeongguk’s face.
“I’m here, baby,” Taehyung kisses Jeongguk’s red eyelids before kissing him all over, and
Jeongguk feels relief washing over him, finally having his Alpha nearby to take care of him. “Are
you okay? Look at me.”

Jeongguk looks at him then, misty-eyed with his bottom lip quivering. “I’m good, Daddy.”

“Yeah?” Taehyung sighs in relief, calming himself by nosing on Jeongguk’s neck, right where his
scent is the most apparent. “You’re okay?”

“Mm. I just—I just wanna cum,” Jeongguk whispers, sounds so needy and desperate as he noses
at the spot behind Taehyung’s ear, inhales the scent of his Alpha until he’s drunk off it.

“Yeah—okay, angel,” Taehyung smiles down to him before he kisses him, sweet and slow as to
not break Jeongguk and his delicate lips, feels Jeongguk exhale shakily before he kisses Taehyung
back.

Jeongguk feels like he’s drowning every time he’s kissing Taehyung, his mate’s lips pressing
perfectly against his, tongue curious as it explores all parts of Jeongguk’s lips. While Jeongguk is
distracted, Taehyung’s hand inches towards the vibrator that’s left on the bed, before pushing it
back in Jeongguk’s hole.

“Ahh!” Jeongguk jolts in his hold, completely taken by surprise when his hole is being filled
again. “Taehyungie—oh, feels so good—God.”

“I know, baby,” Taehyung says as he kisses the side of Jeongguk’s face, wet with sweat and tears.
“You like how this thing shakes inside of you, don’t you?”

“Mm, love it—love to have my ass filled with this,” Jeongguk nods feverishly, body thrumming in
time with the vibrations from his toy, skin shining golden with sweat. Taehyung could never get
over how breathtaking Jeongguk is.

“Wanna make you come,” Taehyung whispers, hands working furiously to twist the toy inside of
Jeongguk, and he’s aching to see, take a look at how pretty Jeongguk’s hole is right now, pink
and shiny with slick and stretched open. But the view up here is so much better; with Jeongguk’s
face all scrunched up in pleasure, eyes brimming with tears as shaky moans coming out of his lips,
he looks like he came straight out of Taehyung’s wet dreams. “Yeah, baby? Gonna come just
from this toy, aren’t you?”

“Please,” Jeongguk shudders, his nails are raking up and down Taehyung’s back, bunching his
shirt material between his nimble fingers. He’s shaking, hole so satisfied from finally being filled,
and he can’t control himself as he writhes around the vibrator. It’s just so much better when the
vibrator is in Taehyung’s possession, when he can just lie back and take, has no say in whether
he’s had too much or not enough, because Daddy is the one in control.

“Ahh—” Jeongguk’s surprised shout immediately turns into a pleasured moan when Taehyung
angles his hand just right, has the head of the vibrator press against Jeongguk’s prostate insistently.
“Ohh, Daddy—it’s-it’s shaking—nnh—so good inside m-my pussy.”

Fuck. Fuck. If Taehyung wasn’t a second away from creaming his pants before, he certainly is
right now.

“You know I love it when you’re naughty like this, don’t you?” Taehyung sneers. “You and your
dirty little mouth, should Daddy gag you, baby? Hm?”

“Nnh—Daddy, please, no—” Jeongguk shakes his head petulantly, but if anything, the threat just
excites Jeongguk even more, cock giving a gentle jerk at Taehyung’s harsh words.
“O-Oh, Daddy, Daddy!”

Jeongguk shrieks in displeasure, hips thrusting up instinctively, when Taehyung pulls the vibrator
just short of his sweet spot. He tries to get some friction on his aching cock only to meet the cool
air. Taehyung keeps toying with Jeongguk’s hole, pressing the vibrator until it bottoms out,
keeping it in place so Jeongguk couldn’t get away from how the tip throbs against his prostate
before he shies it away, holds it close to where Jeongguk wants it the most but not quite touching
it. Then he cruelly pulls out and presses the vibrating tip against Jeongguk’s perineum.

And Jeongguk couldn’t even protest; he’s just lying down and whining and crying from how
mindblowingly good everything is, unable to do anything else but receive what’s given to him, not
like he would want to get away from the pleasure.

“Don’t—don’t tease,” Jeongguk whines, looks so cute without even trying as he looks up to
Taehyung with his glassy, pleading eyes.

“But you like it, don’t you?” Taehyung smirks as he mouths at Jeongguk’s jawline softly, even the
softest of touch raising goosebumps on Jeongguk’s skin. They both know this; how much
Jeongguk likes being teased, when Taehyung is mean and tortures Jeongguk for hours on end,
how he comes harder when he has been edged for so long. “Hm? Edged yourself for so long,
what a good boy.” Taehyung praises before he pumps the vibrator in and out of Jeongguk’s ass,
then dragging it along Jeongguk’s hard cock.

“Mm—ah, oh—God,” Jeongguk jumps through the sweet vibrations along his shaft and he
moans, long and drawn out, body tensing up entirely before he gives in to the pleasure, lax and
thrumming, in sync with the vibrations. His cock bounces as Taehyung presses the vibrator right
against Jeongguk’s slit. “F-feels amazing, Daddy,” his voice is shaky when the shaking gets faster
and messier, mixing in with his precum.

Taehyung hums, wrist flicking to circle the vibrator around Jeongguk’s frenulum, mesmerized as
he watch how Jeongguk’s red, red cock jerks and drools even more precum.

“T—too much,” Jeongguk sobs, but even then his hips is canting up, trying to press his cock
against the toy, has it vibrating against his cock until he’s coming against the sheets. “P-please,
want it in my a—ass instead, c-can I?”

“Of course, petal.” Taehyung straightens to move the vibrator to the direction of Jeongguk’s hole,
doesn’t miss the way Jeongguk whines when the pressure is moved from his dick, before
Taehyung is pressing the vibrator back in. “Good babies like you deserve the world, don’t they?”

“Oh—oh, thank you, Daddy—” Jeongguk is out of breath, chest heaving and voice shaking like
the rest of his body, Taehyung holding the toy at the base to get a better grip before he presses it
directly against Jeongguk’s prostate. That makes Jeongguk jerk as if he has been shocked, his
thick thighs jerking once his prostate is stimulated so good, his favorite toy rocking his insides.

“I’m gonna—gonna cum,” Jeongguk’s breath hitches. “I’m gonna cum—”

Taehyung just keeps on pressing the toy insistently, not moving it an inch because he knows just
how good it feels for his baby, and just like a whiplash, Jeongguk’s body arches off the bed,
choking on a whine as he comes, cock stiff as it dribbles out streams of cum and he whines for it
like it’s the last thing he will do.

Then the room is silent for a while, safe for the faint vibrating of the vibrator and their breaths—
Taehyung didn’t even realize how strung up he has gotten just from watching Jeongguk come all
over himself.

“How do you feel, pup?” Taehyung finally breaks the silence, kisses him sweetly, his free hand
turning Jeongguk’s pretty face to him. He kisses Jeongguk all over, lips pressing against
Jeongguk’s heated skin to help him come down his high.

“Feel okay,” Jeongguk sniffs. He makes grabby hands towards Taehyung, grappling at
Taehyung’s jawline meekly as he basks in the slow pecks.

Taehyung hums, takes a hold of Jeongguk’s wrists before he collapses right besides Jeongguk. He
holds Jeongguk still at the tummy as he moves his lips towards Jeongguk’s, kisses him like he has
all the time in the world; like the insistent hunger of Jeongguk’s heat isn’t burning Jeongguk from
inside out.

“But I’m gonna get hard again soon,” Jeongguk whispers, when they broke the kiss, bottom lip
quivering.

“Mm,” Taehyung just sighs and presses Jeongguk closer to him, content with just holding him and
ignoring the heavy throb of his cock because his priority is getting his needy Omega off right now.
His mind barely registers the pool of cum on Jeongguk’s stomach that is getting to his hands, but
he couldn’t care less; not when they’re going to make a way, way bigger mess later on.

“This is gonna be a long day,” Jeongguk huffs out suddenly, voice taking an edge because he’s
getting frustrated, so mad at himself and this stupid Omega biology. Heats are always troublesome
as it is pleasurable, and as much as the thought of getting fucked ten times in a row sounds
appealing, he’s not that interested in making it a reality.

And not to mention the mood swings.

“I’m just—why am I so hard, all the fucking time. How many more orgasms is it gonna take?
More than ten? Because I really can’t do this anymore,” Jeongguk breathes out harshly, his eyes
stinging. “Why is this happening to me? Why are heats a thing? I’m so fucking frustrated right
now.” and before Jeongguk knows it, angry tears are already brimming in his eyes.

Yeah. That’s the heat fucking up your emotions for you.

“Oh, baby,” Taehyung tries to comfort his crying Omega, kissing Jeongguk’s neck, right at his
mate mark. Jeongguk retaliates by sniffling back into Taehyung’s neck, drowning out his angry I
hate being an Omega to the soft skin there.

“You have me, yeah? It’s okay, baby. Hyung’s gonna take good care of you, right?”

Jeongguk doesn’t answer immediately, and Taehyung doesn’t push. Simply pets Jeongguk sweat-
slicked skin and humming in sympathy. A few dying hiccups later is what it takes for Jeongguk to
pull himself together, finally comfortable enough to look right at Taehyung.

“Okay,” Jeongguk sighs, his distressed noises finally dying down. “It’s gonna be okay.”

“Good boy,” Taehyung smiles, before he drops his head to press kisses on Jeongguk’s shoulder,
so delicate and soft with tiny little freckles adorning his skin. His lips continue to travel down
Jeongguk’s naked body, trailing kisses down his backbone and listening to Jeongguk’s relaxed
sigh. They both revel in the peace of the moment, the calm before the pressing need of Jeongguk’s
heat truly starts consuming him.

“Tae,” Jeongguk calls out meekly, and Taehyung is quick to cater to him, hugging him stern but
softly.
“Hm?”

“Can you—can we—” Jeongguk’s breathing starts to get heavier, body growing tight and restless.
“Can we fuck now—again, please,” Jeongguk wriggles his way around, bumping his ass against
Taehyung’s hard cock. “I—’m dripping, wet for your cock, please.”

“Of course, pup,” Taehyung kisses Jeongguk’s cheek once more before he gets up, strong hands
turning Jeongguk over so Jeongguk is on his back, before he kneels right in front of Jeongguk’s
open legs. His fingers grapple to pull down his zippers, his only objective is to get his cock out.

Once both his pants and boxers are out of the way, he exhales shakily. His cock is rock hard and
so red, and his brain supplies that he probably needs to use a cock ring if he is going to keep up
with Jeongguk’s libido.

“Wait a sec, yeah?” Taehyung kisses Jeongguk’s ankle before he’s rummaging through the box
on their bedside table, looking for one of the many cock rings they have to put on.

While Taehyung is occupied with searching the ring, Jeongguk spreads his legs as wide as he can,
taking advantage of his flexibility. He lets out a little whimper at the stretch, silent enough for
Taehyung to not hear as he inches his hand in between his legs.

“Ohh,” Jeongguk mewls hushedly when his fingers glide through the mess of slick and cum that
has gathered around his hole. Fuck, he always gets unbelievably messy but he never thought he’s
capable of getting this drenched, the mattress right below his hole absorbing all his slick. He
flushes pink at the thought.

He then clenches and unclenches just to tease himself, shuddering when the mess gets sucked in
his hole before gushing out again thickly. His cock throbs at the sudden want of Taehyung's cum
in him, his hole tightening from the thought of being fucked full of spunk, wants to feel like a cum
dumpster that’s just waiting to be filled again and again.

“Mmh—” Jeongguk shudders as he slips a finger in, crooking it in an angle that has him
squirming. Fingering himself is okay—but it falls short of just enough, no matter how much he
wriggles his slim finger around.

“Enjoying yourself, bunny?” Taehyung has turned back to him, grinning with mirth on his eyes.
Jeongguk immediately whimpers, because he was so into playing with himself that he didn’t even
notice that Taehyung had been watching… With a cock ring around the base of his cock.

“No cock ring, please,” Jeongguk frowns at the offending blue thing circling the girth of
Taehyung’s cock. What the fuck? Only he is allowed to do that. As if reading Jeongguk’s mind,
Taehyung just chuckles, jerking his cock right then and there, grunting as he rolls his balls. He
tugs his cock with intent, right in front of Jeongguk's blissed out face,

"Daddy," Jeongguk pouts. "Stop teasing me! Please, c-come on, just come in me.”

“Baby…” Taehyung groans as he feels his cock throbs on his hands, just from the words alone.
“You can’t just say things like that and expect me to not to fuck you senseless.”

“Maybe that’s what I want,” Jeongguk whines. He then tries to get up so he can get closer,
standing on his knees. Taehyung coos at the sight, of Jeongguk with three fingers still fucking into
himself because he just couldn’t wait, just like a bitch in need. So cute. Taehyung thinks he looks
so tantalizing, creeping slowly towards Taehyung, batting his eyelashes prettily. And the sounds
he let out, high moans accompanied with his shaky legs, hard muscles of his arm working digits
inside his pulsating hole.
"Your cock is so pretty,” Jeongguk whispers in awe with heavy lidded eyes when he gets close
enough to stare. Taehyung’s cock really is the prettiest thing Jeongguk has ever laid his eyes on;
thick and wide just like the rest of him. It’s long too, the shaft a deep red with bulging veins, the
fat head an even deeper shade.

And don’t even get Jeongguk started on how godly Taehyung is able to use it.

“You like it?” Taehyung coaxes out, this time angling his cock so the head smears precum on
Jeongguk’s soft cheeks. Jeongguk is just about to whine in need, tell Taehyung how bad he wants
it but before he has the chance to do anything, Taehyung is already pushing him back on the bed.
When Jeongguk hits the soft mattress he gasps, and it turns into a moan when Taehyung leans
down to kiss his throat, nudging his cock against the finger Jeongguk has buried deep inside of
him, before dragging Jeongguk’s hand out and pinning it above Jeongguk’s head.

“Taehyung,” Jeongguk pleads, dragging out the name. “Don’t—don’t wanna feel empty, fill me
up now,” Jeongguk sniffles, tone demanding and a bit bratty.

“Okay, baby. Okay,” Taehyung laughs before it is cut off with a shaky moan as he indulges
himself, creates a tight circle with his hand and stroking his hard cock nice and fast.

“Taehyung!” Jeongguk whines in disagreement as he eyes how Taehyung is cupping his own
balls and pleasuring himself. Jeongguk is being greedy but he knows he’s allowed to, especially
when he’s aching and needy for Taehyung’s knot like this.

“Sorry,” Taehyung teases, even when his cock is growing hard so fast, his only aim is fucking
Jeongguk out of his mind. “Baby is so desperate, isn’t he?”

Jeongguk’s answer is cut off to a high whine in surprise and embarrassment when Taehyung grips
his ankle and spread his long legs far out. Jeongguk feels himself burns. He must look so dirty
right now; spread out with his wet hole on display for Taehyung to shamelessly stare at.

“Oh God—Jeongguk.” Taehyung’s breath hitches as he’s greeted with the sight of Jeongguk’s
raw hole and a sweet, pungent scent immediately fills Taehyung’s nose. Another wave of slick
gushes out heavily from being exposed, and Taehyung moans at the sight.

“Should’ve seen how your cunt leaked just now, fuck,” Taehyung tells Jeongguk. He badly wants
to just shove his face in there, eats up all of Jeongguk’s slick everytime he would leak more.
“Messy, messy baby.”

“I am! I am,” Jeongguk gasps, his calves jerking to close in and on itself from embarrassment.
“I’m—sorry, ah, so messy, I—”

“God, you’re so whiny.” Taehyung slaps his ass at that, makes his baby whimper before he
gropes Jeongguk’s round cheeks for good measure. Jeongguk doesn’t even have the chance to
clench his sopping hole before Taehyung’s fingers start teasing his rim, dangling Jeongguk's slim
legs over his broad shoulders.

“‘M gonna fuck you now, yeah?”

“Mmh—Taehyung—yes!” Jeongguk’s hole twitches, aches for something to fill him up as he’s
panting heavily. “I’m—I’m already loose,” Jeongguk sniffles, all the lovely stimulations before
still overwhelm him. “Just put your cock in me.”

“Okay, yeah,” Taehyung shudders, his heart rate is still picking up on a rapid speed, can’t hide
how excited he is, because he has his hands full of an adorable little Omega crying for cock,
wishes for his hole to be filled so deliciously. He guides his stiff cock into Jeongguk’s entrance
then, doesn’t even consider teasing him; they’ll have plenty of time for that later on.

“O—Oh.” Jeongguk clenches tight the second the head of Taehyung’s cock enters him, his
pleasured sounds coming out strained from moaning all day long.

When Taehyung feels Jeongguk relaxs he starts picking up the pace. “Fuck, baby, couldn't even
wait for your Alpha to get home before you were fucking yourself like a slut, huh?” Taehyung
grits out, beginning to get handsy as he starts to touch Jeongguk everywhere, eventually settling
on his slim waist as his hips start to move languidly. “Always craving for cock, dripping for it until
your slick gets all over the fucking place.”

“Daddy—” Taehyung’s words are spot on, and Jeongguk whines in embarrassment as he sees
how his slick is wetting the sheets, wetting Taehyung’s cock, wetting Taehyung’s jeans that he
doesn’t bother removing before fucking Jeongguk and his delectable ass.

“Yeah, baby?” Taehyung grits his teeth. “Are you gonna get your slick all over Daddy’s cock? So
everyone else can know that you get fucked by this fat knot every day?”

“Stop,” Jeongguk’s head throws back, before he’s hiding his flushed face in his arms to muffle his
embarrassed screams. It humiliates him beyond belief, the dirty words and how he’s lying limp on
the bed taking a fat cock, it makes him so hard it hurts.

“None of that, angel,” Taehyung grunts. “Let me see your gorgeous face.”

Jeongguk lets a noise of surprise at the rough way that both of Taehyung’s hands come to tug at
Jeongguk’s arm before he’s bringing them down and securing them in front of Jeongguk’s tummy
that’s messy with drying cum everywhere, pooling in the deep curves of his hard abs.

“You always leak so much, pup,” Taehyung tsks, fakes a noise of disappointment. Jeongguk
sniffles. “Got Daddy’s cock reeking of your pussy so no other Omega can get near your favorite
fuck toy, huh?”

“Yes, nhh—Daddy’s cock is only—mine,” Jeongguk wails. “Ggukie’s only t—to use,” he adds in
a low sniffle, the thought of any other Omega getting a taste of Taehyung’s cock just curls
something ugly inside of him.

“Yeah, pup,” Taehyung hisses, bending down to mouth at Jeongguk’s clavicle. “Just like your ass
is Daddy’s only to fuck into.”

“Ah!” Jeongguk sobs at that, his eyes fogged out. The position that Jeongguk is currently in
caused his toned arms to push his pecs together, creating a mound that looks so irresistible.
Taehyung slows down the movement of his hips, unconsciously licking his lips as he gets closer
to Jeongguk’s chest.

“My baby has such nice tits,” Taehyung praises, hot breath tickling Jeonguk’s sensitive, sensitive
nipples. “So cute.”

“T-thank you,” Jeongguk inhales shakily. God, Taehyung has barely done anything, yet Jeongguk
could feel his nipples growing hard under the undivided attention. “Got them all perky j-just for
you.”

“Hm?” Taehyung inquires, already feeling heat prickling his skin at the thought of Jeongguk
working out to get his pecs toned just so Taehyung couldn’t get his mouth away from him. “What
a good boy.” Taehyung praises as he inches towards Jeongguk’s stiff nipples. “I love when you
get into heat, baby, love how your nipples get even more sensitive.”
Jeongguk starts whimpering at the words but Taehyung doesn’t care, just continues hurling words
at him. “You’d beg for your Daddy to lap up your chest, huh? God, I wouldn’t be able to get my
mouth off you, just suckle on your tits all day like this,” Taehyung sneers, then he’s leaning in,
and Jeongguk watches in anticipation as Taehyung darts his tongue out and finally starts licking
around Jeongguk’s nipple.

“Nnh—God.” Jeongguk immediately writhes, his chest heaving harshly. Taehyung is so, so good
with his tongue, able to get Jeongguk to submit just from it. He starts laving on Jeongguk’s nipple
like he’s hungry, makes Jeongguk sobs as he swirls his tongue around Jeongguk’s sensitive,
sensitive nubs, Jeongguk’s breath stuttering and his body overflowing with lust and underlying
excitement.

“Ah!” Jeongguk cries out, whining pitifully as the metal of Taehyung’s tongue piercing nudges
his teat, cold and hard. The piercing just makes the stimulation so much better, the hard nudging
that Taehyung’s tongue could never mimic, and the numbing coolness of it.

When Taehyung starts lightly scraping Jeongguk with his teeth, Jeongguk seems to lose all sorts
of control. “Tae—oh my God, your—” Jeongguk couldn’t even finish his sentence before he’s
breaking into a whiny mess, Taehyung puckering up his lips to suck more and more. “I’m not—”

“What was that, baby?” Taehyung sneers, popping Jeongguk’s nipple out of his mouth to speak,
tone cold and harsh. Jeongguk whimpers. “‘I’m not sensitive there’?” Taehyung accentuates this
by flicking Jeongguk’s nipple. “Think I’ll buy that bullshit? Look at your silly little cock. All
dripping just because I tease your nipples.”

Taehyung’s words stings and it has Jeongguk near sobbing, his mind racing into overdrive from
how dizzy it makes him feel. Taehyung keep dragging his piercing across his nipples back and
forth, presses just on the good side of pain, keep pushing Jeongguk’s limit.

“Daddy, h—hurts,” Jeongguk cries out, tears ready to trickle down his eyes once more, but the
pain only serves to get him hornier than before, cock twitching as it bumps against Taehyung’s
stomach. “T—That hurts.”

“Does it?” Taehyung darts out his tongue to soothe over the nipple he just flicked, licking it
apologetically. “I’m sorry, baby.”

“‘S okay,” Jeongguk tells him shakily, subconsciously raising his chest to Taehyung’s lips, trying
to get more pressure on his sore nipples. “Feels g-good, Daddy.”

Taehyung hums, presses his tongue flat again Jeongguk’s nipples, before dragging his piercing
across, gets his spit everywhere. It’s not a secret that Jeongguk’s nipples are one of his most
sensitive areas among many others, and it’s one of Taehyung’s favorite pastime, just playing with
Jeongguk’s nipples to see how he’s going to break apart from it.

“Taste so good,” Taehyung growls, deep and possessive and wanting. The feral noises he lets out
is so unlike his usual self as he gives Jeongguk’s nipple a harsh suckle, the slurping sounds are so
loud to Jeongguk’s ears.

Then Taehyung moves to kiss around his areola, purposely avoiding the spot Jeongguk wants the
most. He nudges around it with his lips, before opening his mouth just a little to place wet kisses
around it.

“I love your tits, baby,” Taehyung whispers and Jeongguk keens at that, because Taehyung
always pays so much attention to every inch of his body, always praises him and makes him feel
like his body is handcrafted by the Gods themselves and it makes him feel way beyond ecstatic,
purring with delight. “So pretty.”

“Y-your lips,” Jeongguk moans. He’s biting his bottom lip so hard it’s the color of blood. “So
good, Tae.”

Jeongguk’s nipple is stiff between Taehyung’s lips, always gets so hard from getting his nipples
toyed with and the fact has Taehyung’s cock harder, groaning as he bites on one of Jeongguk’s
nipples.

“Mmh—” Jeongguk lets out a pained noise before it turns into one of pleasure, the pain just like
an electric shock to his body. “D-Daddy, this one,” he then whines bashfully, and with trembling
hands he guides Taehyung’s hand to his neglected nipple, the one Taehyung hasn’t paid any
attention to.

Taehyung presses the pad of his finger on Jeongguk’s nub, and Jeongguk lets out a shudder.
“Like this, baby?”

“Yes,” Jeongguk moans brokenly when his other nipple gets the same amount of care from
Taehyung’s fingers. “Yes, yes—Daddy, so nice,” he chants as Taehyung presses harder,
massaging his tender nipple. “Y-Yeah, j-just like that, mmn—ah!”

During heats, Jeongguk’s chest gets especially sensitive and needy for attention, and he would
usually beg for Taehyung to take care of it. Taehyung would stimulate Jeongguk in every way he
could think of, from stroking it to pinching it harshly until Jeongguk is crying, to sucking and
massaging his hard nipples with his tongue. Sometimes he would even whip out the nipple clamps
and Jeongguk is always guaranteed a good orgasm from that.

Taehyung laughs softly in understanding, now adding teeth to the mix as he bites gently, then he
tongues over it when Jeongguk keens in discomfort.

“Daddy,” Jeongguk whines when Taehyung laps at his nipple, eager and wet. “This one, too—y-
your mouth,” Jeongguk requests, cheeks a deep shade of red from embarrassment. His cock is
already so hard against his stomach from having both his nipples toyed with and his asshole filled
by Taehyung’s cock, he feels like he’s a breath away from coming. Taehyung complies his
request, leaving Jeongguk’s nipple for the other one, but not before giving it wet little kisses.

“A—ah,” Jeongguk sniffles when the comfortable, moist heat of Taehyung’s mouth leaves him to
move to the other nipple, the cold air hitting his wet nub and only serving to make it grow harder.
The harsh suckling soon gets too much for him, feels like he’s about to burst from how good it
feels.

Jeongguk’s arms keep on twitching, wanting to have something to ground himself with. The
feeling of Taehyung’s tongue enveloping his nipples makes him feel like he’s floating and ready
to fall anytime soon. Taehyung seems to notice, Jeongguk’s distressed noises loud enough for him
to pop his lips out of Jeongguk’s nipple.

“You can put your hands on my head, baby,” Taehyung murmurs. “It’s fine.”

“Is it—is it okay?” Jeongguk whimpers, but his hands are already inching towards Taehyung’s
scalp. He’s desperate for something to hold onto, because Taehyung is a devil with his tongue and
Jeongguk just can’t keep up.

“Of course, you silly baby,” Taehyung laughs before he’s moving to the center of Jeongguk’s
chest, kissing him there, inhaling his soft, baby-like smell. “Come on.”
“Okay,” Jeongguk huffs, then he’s giggling as soon as Taehyung starts pressing wet kisses to the
center of his chest. “Tickles, Tae.”

It’s nice; being able to breathe and have his mind clear a little, Taehyung being so gentle as he
buries his head between Jeongguk’s chest, smooth and soft just like the rest of Jeongguk’s body,
but toned and so sexy. Jeongguk keeps on writhing, trying to get away from the featherly latch his
boyfriend has on him, but Taehyung just giggles, just kisses on Jeongguk’s toned chest harder.

“You can’t run away from me, little bunny,” Taehyung grins, nuzzling into the center of
Jeongguk’s chest, his hair fanning out and tickling Jeongguk like crazy.

“Tae!” Jeongguk shrieks and giggle at the same time before smacking the side of Taehyung’s
head on instinct. Taehyung goes still and Jeongguk was about to ask him what’s wrong until his
own actions finally dawn on himself, and his eyes went wide.

“You brat,” Taehyung looks up and snarls playfully, and Jeongguk only has the chance to gulp
before Taehyung opens his mouth wide, baring his teeth, and taking a huge bite of Jeongguk’s
chest.

“Tae—ah,” Jeongguk moans, the slight pain from Taehyung’s teeth feels inappropriately nice. He
then yanks and pulls on Taehyung’s black strands because it feels good and when Taehyung feels
like he might go bald from how hard Jeongguk is gripping his hair, he lets go of Jeongguk’s broad
chest to look at his face.

Truth be told, Taehyung is absolutely taken aback. Jeongguk looks beautiful, his eyes clearing up
and no longer hazy, skin cool to the touch and no longer burning because he finally got to come,
even if it was just once.

“How are you feeling, angel?” Taehyung smiles down at him, glad to see that Jeongguk is no
longer in pain. His hands come up to cradle Jeongguk’s small face in his hands, squeezes his
cheeks out of fondness. Jeongguk usually (pretends to) hate it when Taehyung does that to him,
but this time he’s too tired to put up a fight.

“Mm,” Jeongguk pouts, circling Taehyung’s wrists. “You asked me twice already. Stop worrying!
I told you I’m fine.”

“I just don’t want you to be in pain,” Taehyung pouts back harder. Jeongguk just huffs and
Taehyung laughs, moving to kiss the double chin Jeongguk has created from looking down at
Taehyung, before flopping back to lie on Jeongguk’s chest.

Jeongguk strokes Taehyung’s dark strands softly and Taehyung sighs against Jeongguk’s chest,
eyes drooping closed.
“Is—Is that good?” Jeongguk whispers as Taehyung continue licking lazily around his hard teat.
“Am—am I making you feel good?”

“Mhm, pup,” Taehyung says, content with his eyes shut as he laps slowly on Jeongguk’s nipple.
He really can’t get away from it. “Keep doing that.”

Jeongguk giggles and does as told. “You’re just like a baby,” he says as he smooths down
Taehyung’s hair once more, humming in pleasure as he feels his orgasm slowly building up from
Taehyung’s attention on his sore nipples.

“Did a baby just baby me?” Taehyung opens one of his eye to peer up at Jeongguk.
“Unbelievable.”

Jeongguk pouts. “What, so I can’t baby you too?”

“You can,” Taehyung explains. “But I can never outbaby you.”

“Hm,” Jeongguk seems like he’s considering it. “Fair enough.”

Taehyung just laughs, before he gets back to the matter on hand. His suckling gets gradually
harder and soon enough, Jeongguk is shaking involuntarily, his soft body humming along with
every swipe from Taehyung’s lips.

“Daddy, please,” Jeongguk sobs, pleads with his huge eyes when he can feel himself get wetter
by the second. His hands are frantic as he tries to pull Taehyung closer to his chest, makes
Taehyung suck on his nipples harder. “I-I think ‘m gonna come.”

“It’s okay, baby,” Taehyung hums, reassures Jeongguk with the soft licks, making a tip with his
tongue, assaulting Jeongguk’s nipples once more. He knows how much Jeongguk loves being
overstimulated. “Daddy wants to see you come just from getting your nipples played with.”

“Daddy,” Jeongguk gasps. “M-more,” Jeongguk keeps Taehyung’s head in place so he can get
Taehyung’s tongue to tease his nipples relentlessly and Taehyung is so good to him, licking
deliberately to make Jeongguk break apart from the pressure.

Then Jeongguk’s body seizes up, the pleasure submerging him without a warning. “Gonna come,
ah, ‘m gonna come!”

Jeongguk sobs softly as his cock throbs heavily, his cum drooling out, white and thick and messy
between their sweaty bodies. His hole clenches desperately in the process, hugging Taehyung’s
cock tightly. He’s moaning beautifully in between, breathless and high and so pretty, keeps on
sobbing the more it dawns on him that he really just came from a little nipple play.

“Fuck,” Jeongguk cries when Taehyung is still giving kisses to his abused nipples, always so
quick to overwhelm when he has come. “Ah! Daddy—please, please, I can’t—Daddy,” Jeongguk
chokes on his sob, his mind delirious and he’s unable to think, unable to string together any
coherent sentences because it hurts, hurts so fucking bad it feels so good. “—please, Daddy—
Ggukie—Ggukie can’t take it anymore!”

Taehyung’s entire body is thrumming from how beautiful Jeongguk sounds, his honey-like voice
pleading and begging. With one last suck, Taehyung is off Jeongguk’s nipple.

“Oh, baby,” Taehyung shushes him. Jeongguk is such a pretty crier, his eyes get glassy and even
bigger, cheeks and nose growing red. “It’s okay, angel, it’s fine,” he coos as he pets on
Jeongguk’s damp skin, tries to calm his sobs. “Was I too rough with you, pup?”

“N-no,” Jeongguk hiccups. “It’s just so good that I, I—”

“Is that so?” Taehyung smiles before kissing the tears off Jeongguk’s face. “Did such an amazing
job, baby. Ggukie is such a good boy. Daddy will make the heat go away, yeah?”

“Mm,” Jeongguk hums in agreement. “I think I just want Daddy to fuck me.”

Taehyung laughs at how direct Jeongguk is. “Think you can come again, baby?”

“I—I can,” Jeongguk shudders. “I’m a good boy.”

“You are, angel. The best,” Taehyung praises, watches as Jeongguk glows delightfully at the
compliment. Taehyung’s cock has been aching all fucking day from having his little Omega
writhe around his cock, clenching as it tries to milk Taehyung’s cock for all its worth. And now he
really can’t help the insatiable need to release, his cock heavy and aching to spill into Jeongguk’s
tight asshole.

Wasting no time, he starts thrusting in and out of Jeongguk’s hole for the nth time that day. At this
point he’s sure that Jeongguk’s cunt is moulded to the shape of his dick. Jeongguk doesn’t fuss
when some of Taehyung’s cum from before squelches out from the force, knowing Taehyung
would fill him up with more cum later on.

“Fuck,” Jeongguk sobs at the pace Taehyung is working with, slow and agonizing and Jeongguk
could feel his perfect, huge cock going in and out of him. “Taehyung, harder, please.”

“You’re gonna take it however I give it to you, baby,” Taehyung grunts. Jeongguk is very
demanding whenever he’s horny, but he’s extremely sensitive, too, and the last thing Taehyung
wants to do is accidentally hurt him. “Fuck, you’re so cute when you’re begging for cock like that,
you know?”

“Please,” Jeongguk tries once more, sniffling softly. “I-I want your cum in me, my pussy is dry
without your cum, Daddy, please.”

The words are like a punch of sudden arousal to Taehyung’s abdomen, and he hisses at the way
Jeongguk begs for his cum. “Yeah? Wanna have your cunt soaked in Daddy’s cum, don’t you?”
Taehyung grips his meaty thighs harder until it hurts before bending him even further. “Daddy’s
good boy is taking his cock so well, isn’t he?”

“Yes!” Jeongguk screams. When Jeongguk is busy moaning Taehyung suddenly leans down, the
shift causing his cock to drive deeper into Jeongguk’s hole. Jeongguk sobs, choking on surprise,
his hands coming down to hold the lower part of his stomach, feels it bulging out. “Daddy—oh, I
—I can feel your cock in me.” God, it’s so obscene, having Taehyung so deep in him Jeongguk
could feel Taehyung’s cock move inside of him. The sight feeds into the possessiveness in
Taehyung and he thrusts and thrusts, causes the bulge to shift along with his movements, right
below Jeongguk’s hard abs.

“Daddy—Daddy’s so big,” Jeongguk moans, delirious and eyes rolling to the back of his head.
Then his hand inches towards the bump that Taehyung caused, pressing on it lightly. Fuck, that
feels really good. “Can you see it—Daddy, fuck, your cock belongs in me, ahh—” Jeongguk
keeps on pushing on the bump, shuddering as he rubs on it, the harsher he pushes, the more
precum he leaks.

“Jeongguk—baby,” Taehyung moans, his eyes fluttering from pleasure as he eyes how his cock
swells on the surface of Jeongguk’s flat, pretty stomach, every twitch and movements visible as
his cock throbs heavily from having Jeongguk’s tight hole clutching him tight. “Fuck, you’re so
filthy—” Taehyung growls before he’s dipping down to desperately scent Jeongguk, a hand
joining Jeongguk’s to press down on the swell of Jeongguk’s tummy.

Taehyung buries his head on the crook of Jeongguk’s neck, Jeongguk’s smell intoxicating as he
rocks his hips deeper. “Baby, smells so good—God, smells so sweet.” Taehyung could feel
himself drown in Jeongguk’s fragrant smell, saccharine-like and the perfect contrast against
Taehyung’s heavy, earthy one, and Taehyung wants nothing else but to have his Omega close to
him at all times, gets his scent and body surrounding Jeongguk so everyone knows that this
Omega is his.

“Da—Daddy,” Jeongguk moans, low and shaky as Taehyung’s cock goes in and out of him, his
pretty hole gaping and closing with every push and pull. “Harder—please, please make me
come.”
“Mhm, pup. I’m gonna make you come so hard,” Taehyung snarls, muffled by how he latches
onto Jeongguk’s neck, biting and leaving his marks behind. “Make you come so hard all day long
until your little dick is satisfied, hm?”

Jeongguk just nods, mouth hanging open and shaky moans punched out of his strained throat.
“Feels so good, Daddy,” he whispers right into Taehyung’s ear, kissing the shell and nipping at it
needily, telling Taehyung how good he is doing. Taehyung’s hips move faster at the praise, feels
himself drown deeper in the feeling of Jeongguk’s sopping cunt, wetting his cock balls deep.

Jeongguk isn’t thinking straight anymore, can’t even warn Taehyung anymore as he comes, so
deep in his headspace and unable to think past the fat cock pulsing in and out of him. What comes
out are just strained wails as his cock pumps out what seems like an endless amount of cum, poor
cock a deep shade of red after having his ninth orgasm of the day. Taehyung whispers reassuring
words against Jeongguk’s skin as Jeongguk writhes and comes, but still, his body feels
dissatisfied, and it’s not long before more blood pumps into his cock, plumping against his thick
thighs.

Taehyung didn’t even get to cum yet, but he still plunges his hips until the back of Jeongguk’s
thick thighs are flushed against him. “C’mere, baby boy,” Taehyung coos, trying to not fall on top
of Jeongguk and instead next to him as he quickly maneuvers them both so Taehyung is lying on
the bed. Jeongguk takes his hand, Taehyung’s big hands enveloping his smaller ones, and then
he’s pulled to lie on top of Taehyung.

“Daddy…” Jeongguk is quick to climb on top of Taehyung, wiggles around as he gets himself
comfortable. He’s still sobbing softly, sounds so pretty and wrecked from so many intense
orgasms.

“Mhm?” Taehyung sighs, one hand stroking the expanse of Jeongguk’s back while the other
strokes his damp hair. Even when he’s wrecked like this he looks like an angel, hair soft as it
tickles Taehyung’s chin.

“Can you—” Jeongguk’s own hand comes to twist behind him, looking for Taehyung’s hand.
Jeongguk really likes it whenever Taehyung’s hands are on him; how they make him feel small
and loved, claimed as Taehyung’s. He grips Taehyung’s fingers to enter his hole before all of his
cum could leak out, serving as a plug. When the digits are in, Jeongguk whines and his body’s
natural instinct is to clench down on the intrusion, tight and snug and he’s leaking again, his ass
soaking Taehyung’s fingers.

“You wanna keep my cum in you, bun?” Taehyung asks, a bit tiredly, already feeling sleep and
tiredness tugging on his eyes from one whole day of fucking. Being an Alpha definitely helps
with his stamina, but he barely got any sleep last night, and added with the stress since morning,
and the fact that he can tell they have been fucking for hours even without looking at the time, he
can feel the comfort of Jeongguk’s warm, perfect body lulling him to sleep.

“Mm,” Jeongguk croaks out, his hole clenching pleasantly at the thought. “Fuck me again,
Daddy? Feels empty, please?”

Taehyung groans at that, cock throbbing to live as a reminder. Fuck. He didn’t even have to beg.
“Okay, kitten.”

It’s perfect how his body easily complies to Jeongguk’s pleads and wishes, Taehyung immediately
plunging in again, heavy cock hardening rapidly to enter Jeongguk’s sloppy hole. Jeongguk
moans wretchedly as his poor, raw pussy is entered again for the nth time that day, the wet sound
echoing through the room. “You comfy like this?”
“Mhm,” Jeongguk sighs. He’s nuzzling Taehyung’s bare chest, inhaling his Alpha’s deep scent,
his favorite scent; so characteristically Taehyung. “I like it, a—ah.”

Jeongguk whines brokenly when Taehyung’s kneads at his plump cheeks before spreading him
apart, stroking a long finger along Jeongguk’s fluttering hole. The sensation of Taehyung’s thick
cum gushing out is too surprising for him, but it’s totally welcomed, so erotic and wet as it drips to
his meaty thighs. Then Taehyung is fucking it back in, long fingers pumping in Jeongguk’s hole,
alongside his swelling cock.

“Daddy,” Jeongguk rasps out, long and needy as he nibbles on Taehyung’s protruding
collarbones, like a pup that’s teething. “Wanna—wanna mark Daddy.”

“Go ahead, pup,” Taehyung grunts. “Let everyone know Daddy’s yours, yeah?”

Jeongguk is still wet and sloppy with Taehyung’s seed, reeks so much of him. “You’re so wet,
angel,” Taehyung moans, feels his cum mixing with Jeongguk’s slick, the smell so palpable
Taehyung’s head is dizzy with it. “God, Daddy’s gonna cum in you so much you get all round
with it, so you know how to use your slutty cunt other than holding cum in it all day long.”

“Ahh,” Jeongguk hiccups as Taehyung starts snapping his hips up and down quickly, bouncing
Jeongguk’s lithe body on top of him. He cries out once he feels more and more of Taehyung’s
cum leaks out from the friction, white and creamy down his shaft and to his balls.

“Look at my little cumslut,” Taehyung groans. “Such a fucking slut for cum he cries when some
of my cum leaks out, huh?” he grits as he raises his palm up high, before he’s bringing it down
fast, slapping Jeongguk’s ass until the flesh jiggles pleasantly, the sound resonating through the
heat of the room.

Jeongguk squeaks out in surprise before it ends up in a long moan. “Daddy—Alpha, please. L—
Let me carry your cum in me, Daddy, please,” Jeongguk begs. “It-It’s not e-enough—ah!”

“You want that, Gguk?” Taehyung grunts out, pumping his cock in and out of Jeongguk
furiously, desperate to empty his heavy cock, milk it dry just from rubbing it on Jeongguk’s
prostate. “Think your tight cunt can hold it in, baby? ‘cos I’m gonna pump you full of so much
cum—God, you’ll be swelling with it.”

Jeongguk couldn’t even protest anymore, just sobs and takes and takes and takes as Taehyung
continues whispering all these filthy words with his sweet, misplaced tone. “Daddy, f-feels good.”
He continues squirming on Taehyung’s cock, drool seeping out of his pink lips. He is so insatiable
and it amazes Taehyung how he’s still eager to come, how his hole could take so much of
Taehyung’s spunk.

“Come on, baby,” Taehyung grunts. “You wanna come again, don’t you? Hm?”

“Want to—want to cum,” Jeongguk sobs, his cock kicking heavily because he feels so full, wants
to spill his dirty cum all over Taehyung’s body, because he wants to show that Taehyung is his,
too, the only one who can make him feel so good.

Taehyung hisses when Jeongguk’s blunt fingernails are raking possessive marks down
Taehyung’s body, so hard it could draw blood. The slight pain spurs him on, as he slips his messy
cock out of Jeongguk before forcing it back in. He could tell that Jeongguk is near his release;
body yielding as he’s used like a cockwarmer, keeping Taehyung’s cock nice and tight inside of
him.

“I’m gonna—Daddy, Daddy, gonna—” Jeongguk screams, and then he’s writhing as he comes,
body spasming on top of Taehyung’s. He’s coming in weak spurts, cock kicking weakly, trapped
between two bodies as he softly sobs until his orgasm fades away. Taehyung gasps at the abrupt
clenching on his cock, and a thrust later his hips are stuttering its way deeper into Jeongguk’s hole
as he follows suit and comes.

Taehyung is still swiveling his hips, riding his high until he’s satisfied while Jeongguk is still
wheezing from the intensity of his orgasm, from how filled up he is, hole stuffed completely with
cum.

“Daddy, you came so much,” Jeongguk whines when Taehyung’s hips gyrate slightly before
coming to a full stop. He can feel Taehyung’s cum painting him everywhere, mainly the inside of
his thighs and the area around his hole. Taehyung would kill to take a look, but his baby is
currently latching on to him tightly, not showing signs of wanting to let go soon.

“I did, didn’t I?” Taehyung hums, playing with the hair on Jeongguk’s nape. “Think it would be
enough to get you all rounded up from it?”

Jeongguk blushes, hiding in Taehyung’s broad chest.

“Stop that.”

Taehyung just laughs at his obvious reaction but lets it slide, steals a kiss on Jeongguk’s lips that’s
returned passionately by the latter.

“‘M tired,” Jeongguk whines when they broke off from the kiss, already has difficulty keeping his
eyes open. For now, it seems like the heat is at bay, allowing them some time to breathe. “‘m so
tired, Daddy.”

“I know, Ggukie,” Taehyung speaks to him in soothing whispers, blowing cool air onto his heated
skin once in a while, in hopes of calming him down. “I know. Do you want me to put your plug
in?”

“Yes please,” Jeongguk purrs. He is feeling extra soft and submissive, just wants to have
Taehyung baby him since he has been a good boy going through his heat so well. Jeongguk lets
Taehyung move him a little so Taehyung would be able to twist his arm and rummage through the
box on their bedside table, feeling for one of Jeongguk’s collection of plugs. He fishes out the first
one he feels nudging his hand.

“No, no, no,” Jeongguk wails when he catches the sight of the plug. “Not that one,” he continues
while eyeing the white plug with disdain. “Ggukie wants the black one.”

“The black one?” Taehyung dips his hand in one more time, feeling for the black plug. It’s one of
Jeongguk’s favorite and he uses it all the time, so it’s easy to recognize without looking and just
by the feel of it on his hands. Taehyung retracts said plug, and with Jeongguk’s approving nod, he
wipes it half-assedly before slipping it in Jeongguk’s hole.

“Ohhh—” Jeongguk sighs happily when he feels the plug enter his sopping rim snugly. Taehyung
snickers at the look of utter bliss in Jeongguk’s face, enjoying himself as he moves the plug
around.

“There you go,” Taehyung coos to Jeongguk once he thinks the plug is positioned comfortably
inside of Jeongguk. “Feels good, pup? All nice and full?”

Jeongguk nods docilely, his hips humping down and wiggling around so the plug inside of him
would shift just right. Taehyung lets him do his thing, until suddenly he can feel Jeongguk’s body
seize up. He wonders what happened until…
“Did you just come again, baby?”

Jeongguk just looks up at him and giggles innocently.

“You’re unbelievable,” Taehyung snorts, shaking his head in disbelief, looking at the tiny amount
of cum that leaks out just now from Jeongguk’s slit.

“Mm,” Jeongguk tries to answer but the plug feels really nice, a perfect thickness to fill up
Jeongguk’s gaping hole, leave him sated for the time being since sleeping with Taehyung’s cock
inside him is not an option.

Taehyung unconsciously smile just from looking at how relaxed Jeongguk finally is. He’s content
if Jeongguk is content. “Let’s catch some sleep, baby. I bet you’re exhausted.”

“‘Kay.”

“Do you wanna stay like this, pup?” Taehyung slides his arms on the space between Jeongguk’s
ass and thighs to jostle him to a better position, Jeongguk latching on his side like an octopus.

“Mm,” Jeongguk hums against Taehyung’s collarbones, eyes blinking rapidly to fight off the sleep
so he can answer Taehyung properly. “Like this is good.”

“Okay, sweetheart,” Taehyung pats on the back of Jeongguk’s thighs, giving a quick kiss on the
top of his head before they fall asleep. “Night.”

The next time Taehyung wakes up, Jeongguk is still sleeping soundly, lightly snoring with half his
body on top of Taehyung. His face is squished against Taehyung’s chest, a small part of his
chubby cheek jutting out from the pressure. Taehyung almost wants to bite him.

Taehyung blinks hazily as he eyes his surrounding. He has no sense of time right now, but they
must have been asleep for a long time, since his throat is parched and his body aches. Everything
seems out of place. There’s an odd sense of peace throughout the silence of their room; the ticking
of the clock and the rise and fall of Jeongguk’s body as he breathes steadily, peacefully, against
Taehyung’s chest. He feels like he almost has the pleasure, to hold his pretty boyfriend through his
deep sleep, has his heart beating steadily against his chest. But as much as he loves to stay like this
forever, he knows he has to get up.

Through the back of his muddled mind Taehyung realizes that they probably (definitely) need to
eat, so he is going to get anything edible from the kitchen. He tries to get Jeongguk off him as
gentle as possible, shifting around to detangle Jeongguk and get him to lie down on the bed
completely. Thank God Jeongguk is a heavy sleeper, for his hand merely tries to grapple at
Taehyung before he’s lightly snoring back to sleep just with Taehyung’s hand stroking his hair,
lying safe and sound.

Taehyung eventually manages to sit upright on the edge of the bed, cracking his joints until it lets
out the satisfying sound and massaging parts of his head that are pounding. When he is putting on
a new pair of boxers and moving around his sore limbs, he hears rustling from behind him.

“Taehyungie,” Jeongguk suddenly croaks out, a little bit of panic in his raspy voice, clearly still
disoriented. “Taetae, where are you?”

When Taehyung turns around, he’s greeted with the sight of Jeongguk with his sleep mussed hair,
lips jutting out in a slight pout, clearly not happy with the loss of Taehyung’s body surrounding
him. He’s even facing the wrong direction to where Taehyung is, because he still has his eyes
closed. So precious.

“I’m here, Ggukie,” Taehyung laughs and watches as Jeongguk perks up and crawls over to him.
“I was just about to get us some… Supplies, baby,” Taehyung explains, stroking at the side of
Jeongguk’s face and gives his nose a kiss. Jeongguk immediately nuzzles back into the touch. “Go
back to sleep.”

“But I wanna come too,” he pouts, hugging Taehyung’s middle and latching onto his body.
Jeongguk is warm, always pleasantly so, against Taehyung’s skin.

“It’s only gonna take a second,” Taehyung laughs, deep and rumbling. “But okay, doll. Up you
go.”

Jeongguk lets out a happy squeal as he sits up, hands open wide for Taehyung to carry him. But
when he tries to get up, he loses balance and stumbles around, before Taehyung eventually
catches him.

“Clumsy baby,” Taehyung chuckles as he flicks Jeongguk’s nose, before he wraps Jeongguk’s
legs safely around his middle. Jeongguk just gets into Taehyung’s back with a squeak, showing
no protest towards the light scolding as he lets his arms hug Taehyung's neck tightly.

Taehyung walks towards the door, picking Jeongguk’s shorts that are lying on the floor with his
toe on the way out for a naked Jeongguk to wear later on. He belatedly realizes that he forgot to
close the door during their intense love making, but he pats his past self on the shoulder for that,
because had he not done that, he couldn’t even imagine how stifled the small room would’ve felt,
cramped with the heavy reek of sex.

Granted, he’s shivering once they got out of the room, and so does Jeongguk, the rest of the
apartment a contrast of their shared bedroom that’s hot and heavy with the smell of sex. But the
coldness is still refreshing and welcomed by his heated skin.

“What are you getting, Tae?” Jeongguk asks, his words coming out garbled as he yawns, nuzzling
at the side of Taehyung’s neck.

Taehyung hums, dropping Jeongguk down on their dining chair. “Just some wet wipes, some
food, some water—drink this,” he grabs the bottle of water sitting on the glass table, popping open
the lid and cradle it towards Jeongguk’s mouth as Jeongguk guzzles down the water gratefully.
The fresh taste of the liquid seems to sober up Jeongguk more, and he blinks owlishly to adapt to
his surrounding. Then he hands Jeongguk his shorts. “Also, put this on.”

“Thank you,” Jeongguk chirps as he makes grabby hands towards another bottle, downing almost
all of it in one go, then sluggishly standing up to wear his shorts.

“Mhm,” Taehyung replies as he walks over to the fridge. His eyes go wide once he sees the time
on the clock on top of their cupboard. 3. 40 AM. Had they really been fucking for almost two
days now?

Taehyung lets the fact settle in as he crouches down to scan the content of their fridge. “What do
you wanna eat, baby?” He asks. There really isn’t much since they haven’t gotten the time to do
any grocery shopping, but anything that’s rich in protein will do.

“Ice cream!” Jeongguk cheers as he stretches his tired body around, creating a crackling sound. “I
want my ice cream, did you get them?”

“You know you aren’t allowed to have ice cream until you’ve had some real food, right?”
Taehyung snorts as he watches how excited Jeongguk gets just from the mention of ice cream.
“Your condition might drop.”

Upon hearing this fact, Jeongguk pouts. “Then I don’t feel like eating,” he says, mood quickly
deflating as he slumps on top of the dining table.

“Aren’t you hungry?” Taehyung quirks an eyebrow, clearly amused.

“I was,” Jeongguk points out. “But now I don’t feel like it.” Clearly, Jeongguk is sulking. He’s
trying to get his way, make Taehyung give him what he wants. But Taehyung got a few tricks up
his sleeve himself.

“We still have some leftover lamb skewers from last night.”

At this, Jeongguk throws back his head to look at Taehyung.

Taehyung laughs, hands full of plates of lamb skewers. “I’ll microwave these for you.”

Jeongguk eats like he hasn’t eaten in months.

“Wow,” Taehyung’s eyes go wide as he watches Jeongguk stuff his mouth with two skewers at
once. He has heated up some frozen food for himself, consisting of chicken cutlet and other
suspicious looking things. It doesn’t quite meet the nutritions he needs for the day, but it’s fast, and
fifteen minutes, give or take, is just cutting it short before Jeongguk starts whining about getting
fucked again. “Slow down, you’ll choke.”

“I already have no gag reflex,” Jeongguk says around a mouthful of food. “Thanks to you,” he
adds with an exaggerated wink.

Taehyung looks at him with a deadpan stare, hands stopping midway through pouring his gravy
that seems to be piling up with grease. Honestly, that’s exactly what he needed right now; some
greasy food to battle down the hangover-like headache. “Just—eat your food.”

Jeongguk giggles, reaching across the table to feed Taehyung a skewer. Taehyung isn't a fan of
lamb skewers at all, but fuck his pickiness right now because he’s starving. So he opens up his
mouth, feels the flavorful meat hit his taste buds.

“How are you feeling, Gguk?” Taehyung asks when he has swallowed the food, going to wipe
the sauce on the corner of Jeongguk’s lips when he spots the stain. Jeongguk looks so much more
alive after he has had his stomach full, color coming back to his face.

“I’m good,” Jeongguk nods. “For now, at least,” he adds after a moment of consideration. “After
that you’ll have to fuck me for another five days or so.” Jeongguk wipes his lips on the back of his
hand after gulping down a big glass of water.

Taehyung winces. “I’m not looking forward to that.”

“You talk a big game, Kim,” Jeongguk scoffs. “I know you’re thanking the Gods that you get to
fuck me nonstop and you’re not even that religious to begin with.”

“Cut down the sass, Jeon,” Taehyung rolls his eyes, mixing his rice and finally taking his first bite.
It’s not that bad, but it’s not his place to complain in the first place anyway, considering he can’t
cook for shit.

“Cut down the sass, Jeon,” Jeongguk mocks in a poor rendition of Taehyung’s baritone voice
before cackling, his loud clapping breaking the silence throughout their living space. “Your
comeback is as weak as your dick game.”

“Your comeback is as weak as your dick game,” Taehyung mocks back, voice high. “Think
you’re real funny, huh?”

“Aw, please,” Jeongguk smiles, front teeth peeking out. “I’m the most hilarious guy you’ll ever
date.”

“That’s only because I’m loyal as fuck,” Taehyung retorts as he looks down to eye the cake that
came with the set in disdain. He gives it a poke, and it feels too hard to be edible.

“What can I say,” Jeongguk shrugs. “I’m a keeper.”

Taehyung just snorts, staring fondly as Jeongguk occupies himself in discarding the bamboo
skewers to the side.

“Can I go get my ice cream now?”

“Sure.”

Taehyung wasn’t even finished when Jeongguk immediately throws his chair out in the process of
running into the fridge, coming back with his giant tube of dessert and an equally giant smile.

Jeongguk doesn’t waste any more time before he’s digging in, immediately moans when the treat
melts in his mouth. “Oh God—fuck yes,” He says around his spoon once he has gotten his first
bite. His reaction isn’t that far off from when Taehyung was fucking him, and Taehyung doesn’t
know how to feel about that.

“Honestly, whoever invented ice cream can eat my ass,” Jeongguk blabbers around his second
mouthful. “Like—in a good way.”

“Pretty sure they’re dead by now, but okay.”

“Still kinda hot.”

Taehyung just shakes his head. “Is it good?” Taehyung watches Jeongguk scarf down the tub
with genuine curiosity. “They ran out of mint chocolate chip.”

“It is, surprisingly,” Jeongguk eyes the label on the side. Bacon ice cream. Huh. “Didn’t they have
more… Normal choices?”

“Sometimes you gotta live life dangerously, man,” Taehyung shrugs, grabbing his own spoon,
grimacing while he avoids the chunky bits of meat in favor for the actual ice cream.

Jeongguk is about to retort with something but he’s interrupted by a bodily shiver; starting from
his toes to his shoulders. “Ow. Brainfreeze.”

“Want me to get your blanket?” Taehyung offers. Of course it’s cold. It just now settled to him the
fact that they’re both still naked as fuck.

“Yes plea—” Jeongguk is cut off by a sneeze. “Yes, please.”

Taehyung drags the tissue box within Jeongguk’s reach which Jeongguk takes appreciatively,
then he leaves Jeongguk to go grab Jeongguk’s beloved blanket.

“Here, you big baby,” Taehyung says once he's back and while he is at it, he helps wrapping
Jeongguk up tight like a burrito.
Jeongguk up tight like a burrito.

“Thanks,” Jeongguk sighs wistfully. “Man, I wish heats were forever. I’d get treated like royalty
by you every single day.”

“What are you saying? I always treat you like a prince,” Taehyung asks, quite taken aback.

“Yeah, Tae? You once said you’d sell me off to satan for a corndog.”

“In my defense,” Taehyung starts. “I didn’t eat that entire day. What was I supposed to do? Starve
to death?”

“I don’t know; not sell me off to satan for a corndog?” Jeongguk retorts with incredulity, then
adds under his breath. “Dickhead.”

“Hey now,” Taehyung warns. “We’ve talked over this; don’t insult my forehead like that. He’s
sensitive.”

“I said dickhead! Not big head,” Jeongguk breaks off into a grin at last, kicking Taehyung’s shin
under the table.

“Whatever,” Taehyung rolls his eyes, fighting off a laugh himself. “You’re so dumb.”

Their bickering finally dies down. Save for the sound of their spoons clacking and the revving of
occasional cars down the street, it's silence falling upon the empty space between them.

“This feels surreal.” Taehyung muses, finally breaking the silence as he sets his spoon aside so
that he won’t stomach in any more ice cream. That much sugar in one sitting can’t be good.

Jeongguk, however, does not care, as he scoops another spoonful, cocking his head in question.
“What is?”

“Eating ice cream at 3 AM,” Taehyung explains. “While naked.”

Jeongguk seems to mull it over, spoon twirling between his hand, before he looks over at
Taehyung.

“Then…” He smirks as his toe slowly trails from Taehyung’s calf, to the inside of his thighs,
before finally pressing against Taehyung’s cock.

“Should we get back to fucking?”

“You absolute heathen,” Taehyung groans. “Come here.”

Jeongguk grins triumphantly after getting the reaction he wants from Taehyung, lets his spoon
clatter against the glass table before he’s skipping over to his waiting boyfriend. He swings one
leg over Taehyung to settle himself on Taehyung’s lap, his strong thighs pinning Taehyung down,
leftover food lying forgotten on the table.

He bends down to kiss Taehyung, makes Taehyung moan from how sweet and ice cold he tastes.
Jeongguk’s hands start to roam, from Taehyung’s sturdy shoulders to his chest, petting his high
strung body to get him going. In turn, Taehyung’s hands move from Jeongguk’s hips up to his
ribs, the other one stroking the part of his upper thigh that’s covered by the shorts.

“Tickles,” Jeongguk giggles breathlessly into the kiss from Taehyung’s fleeting touches.

“You’re so lovely,” Taehyung grins, moving his hands to pinch at Jeongguk’s nipples. “Prettiest
baby I’ve ever seen.”

“Ahh,” Jeongguk jolts from the stimulation, the movement causing his rapidly plumping cock to
bump against Taehyung’s lower stomach.

“Good?” Taehyung smirks against Jeongguk’s lips, circling Jeongguk’s sensitive nubs with the
tips of his finger, purposely avoiding the spot Jeongguk craves the most. He slides his right hand
further into Jeongguk’s shorts until he can feel Jeongguk’s bulge brush his hand.

Jeongguk’s eyes scrunched up in pleasure when Taehyung cups his bulge, stroking his pulsating
cock with his palms up and down. “V-very. Keep—Daddy, keep going.”

Taehyung sighs in approval, his hands moving back down to the back of Jeongguk’s thighs,
caressing the silky skin there. “You’re so fucking hot, baby.”

“Am I?” Jeongguk shudders, clearly wanting to hear those praises again.

“Mhm.” Until now, Taehyung has never appreciated Jeongguk’s little booty shorts enough, his
hands gaining free access to grope at Jeongguk’s ass, squeezing his soft cheeks and spreading him
apart. “So fucking sexy. Do you want Daddy to fuck that pretty ass of yours, baby?”

“Fuck yes,” Jeongguk grunts. “C’mon—please,”

“Let’s get you to bed,” Taehyung grunts. He doesn’t know why he gets so riled up this fast and
easy, but it has always been like that with Jeongguk; his boyfriend, his mate, his Omega, his body
attuned to everything that is Jeongguk. With his grip on Jeongguk’s ass as support, Taehyung
hauls Jeongguk up and carry him to their bedroom.

Taehyung drops Jeongguk down on the bed (with much difficulty from how tight Jeongguk was
holding onto him), but before he can do anything else, Jeongguk is already moving fast, pulling
Taehyung down by the neck and flipping over their positions.

“Hey,” Jeongguk grins mischievously as he looks down at Taehyung’s flustered face, body
hovering close over Taehyung’s.

“Baby, what are you do—”

Taehyung groans when Jeongguk sits himself on Taehyung’s crotch, putting a heavy pressure
where Taehyung needs it the most. Jeongguk can feels Taehyung’s thick bulge against his skin
but it isn’t enough, and he reaches back to push his shorts to the side, exposing his tight hole.

“Wanna ride you,” Jeongguk breathes out as he gets into position, kneeling so his hole hovers
over Taehyung’s dick. He lets out a little moan when he feels his slick trickles down to
Taehyung’s clothed bulge. “Wanna have your cum in me, make me keep it inside for hours.
Please.“

“God,” Taehyung groans, and Jeongguk takes it as a sign to lower himself, but only to rut gently,
hips stuttering as he drags his sopping ass all across Taehyung’s bulge. Jeongguk moans, lost in
his own world as he teases, some sort of payback for Taehyung’s teasing yesterday.

“So can I?” Jeongguk pushes down harder, shudders as he rubs his hole all over Taehyung’s
clothed cock. “Nhh—ah, please, I need—need your cock in me, I’ll be a good boy, please.”

Taehyung could easily answer right away and give Jeongguk permission in a heartbeat, because
he doesn’t have the best control either, his cock is already straining against his boxers. But he
thinks it’s way more fun looking at a desperate Jeongguk on his lap. It’s not until Jeongguk frets
and whines for him does he say, “get to it, baby.”

“Oh, thank you,” Jeongguk thanks him hurriedly, hands shaking as he tries to slip his shorts off,
fingers frantic like the fabric is burning him and that he’s going to suffocate if he doesn’t get it off
soon. Taehyung follows suit, removing his boxers because he is just as desperate, especially after
he can feel Jeongguk spill even more slick at the permission, so wet it leaks past the fabric that
covers Taehyung’s cock, hot and heady.

“Slow down, Gguk,” Taehyung tuts, watching how Jeongguk almost rips his shorts apart. The
second they’re both naked, Taehyung has to grab on Jeongguk’s waist to prevent a desperate
Jeongguk from dropping on his cock too fast.

“Taehyung,” Jeongguk wails, telltale sign of brattiness showing up as he’s denied from
Taehyung’s cock. “Don’t you wanna fuck me? Please, I’m dripping for you—I, I can only get
satisfied from your cock.”

It pains Taehyung too, to have his cock craving for Jeongguk’s wet hole, but he knows they can’t
go too fast and reckless or else Jeongguk will end up hurting himself. Taehyung already has
difficulty trying to stamp down the burning desire to fuck Jeongguk’s brains out, he doesn’t need
Jeongguk crying needily for his cock or else he’ll start to lose control.

“You know I do, Ggukie,” Taehyung exhales. “Just—don’t want you to be in pain, yeah? Let’s
go slow and build up the pace.”

Jeongguk just sits still, unable to do much anyway with the way Taehyung holds him in place. “O
—okay.” He nods meekly at the end, trying his hardest to obey. “Can we—now?”

“That’s my good boy,” Taehyung coos, soft palm coming in contact with his hard cock and
holding it at the base, angling it towards Jeongguk’s waiting hole. Jeongguk tenses when
Taehyung takes the opportunity to slide his shaft up and down his crack, slapping the flushed head
of it against his throbbing entrance.

“Tae—” Jeongguk can barely suppress his whine when he feels the slick length slide against his
hole. He can easily lower himself down on Taehyung’s knot, except that Taehyung has not let
him just yet.

“God.” Taehyung reaches out to knead Jeongguk's cheeks. “Feel the way your hole clenches,
baby? You want it that bad, don’t you?”

“I—I do, I do,” Jeongguk nods fervently, tears building up at the corners of his eyes, and the sight
is enough to have Taehyung relent.

“Go on, baby.”

Jeongguk sobs a huge sigh of relief at that, as if he has been waiting all this moment to have
Taehyung stuff his dripping hole once again. With the soft grip Taehyung has on Jeongguk’s
waist, he helps pull Jeongguk down to his cock, slipping into Jeongguk’s now-loose hole.

“Oh—” They both moan in unison once Taehyung is finally in, Taehyung’s deep voice mixing
with Jeongguk’s airy one. Taehyung swears he can come just from the fact that his cock can slip
in without much resistance, just an effortless slide right into Jeongguk’s tight hole.

“D—Daddy,” Jeongguk hiccups, squirming heavily around the thickness of Taehyung’s cock. His
little hips can’t help but stutter backwards and forwards, trying to get used to the feeling, gyrating
desperately. No matter how many times they do this, it always knocks Jeongguk by surprise just
how huge Taehyung is, and that’s why riding Taehyung has always been one of Jeongguk’s
favorite positions, just because it gets Taehyung’s knot so deep and so fucking satisfying. “So—so
big.”

“Is it too much, baby?” Taehyung asks patiently, rubbing calming circles on his boyfriend’s thigh.
His hips are desperate to cant up and just fuck into Jeongguk for all he’s worth, but he waits for
Jeongguk to adjust. He’s one second away from taking over and just lying Jeongguk down before
pounding into his fucktoy, but he waits.

“N—No,” Jeongguk opens up after a second, gasping as he finally decides to move, flexing his
thick thighs to lift his body up. The slide is easy, more of his slick comes trickling out, and
Taehyung moans at the friction he gets on his cock. “I love it.”

The muscles of Jeongguk’s thighs start to strain as he drops back down on Taehyung’s cock, the
movement causing his rim to tighten up so amazingly that Taehyung’s grip on Jeongguk stutters.

“You’re so tight baby, so wet,” Taehyung groans, words dying out in his throat when the praise
makes Jeongguk whine and clench harder. “Hear that, pup? Hear how drenched you are?”

“Ngh—yeah, oh God,” Jeongguk moans when the squelching gets louder as he lifts himself with
much difficulty, his palms shaking on Taehyung’s chest. Every little movements create a filthy,
filthy sound, ringing in Jeongguk’s ears. “Oh—oh, nnh, it—it’s so nice—Daddy, please—please
don’t stop fucking me,” Jeongguk hiccups as he drops back down on Taehyung’s cock, tears
mixing in with sweat on his pretty face.

“I won’t, baby,” Taehyung promises him, satisfaction welling at his chest just from looking at how
wrecked Jeongguk is, out of his mind from having Taehyung’s heavy cock pulsating inside of
him. “I can’t even get my cock away from you. Just wanna come all over you, paint my beautiful
Omega with my seed,” Taehyung growls, and right at that moment his deep down desire finally
takes over, grip on Jeongguk’s waist bruising as he guides Jeongguk up and down his cock.

“Nnh—ah, Daddy!” Jeongguk shrieks, caught off guard and helpless as he’s being bounced up
and down by Taehyung, his hole fluttering open and close to try and accommodate to Taehyung’s
girth. “I’m—I’m gonna come,” Jeongguk hiccups, feels like he is going crazy from how good it
feels. His hands frantically try to grip onto something, anything to keep him from drowning in the
pleasure, palms splaying across his naked body before eventually settling on his nipples, crying
when he tweaks at them just right.

“Come on, baby,” Taehyung encourages as he feels his release coming too, right at the brink, just
a few more thrusts into Jeongguk’s hole and he’d be spilling messily all over himself. “Didn’t you
wanna cover me with your come too? You said you’d mark your Daddy too, didn’t you?”

“My—my Daddy,” Jeongguk whispers, voice barely audible from the loud slapping of his ass
against Taehyung’s hips. “Mine,” Jeongguk sobs, from all the overstimulation on his nipples and
his hole as Taehyung lifts him up once more before dropping him down on Taehyung’s cock, and
that sends him over the edge.

“A—Ahh!” Jeongguk’s body grows tense before comes with a loud scream, his back arching high
and head thrown back as he’s pummeled by his orgasm. His cock kicks so heavy against his
stomach as he releases his cum that some of it hits Taehyung’s face, and Taehyung groans as he
bounces Jeongguk faster on his lap, makes Jeongguk take more of his cock, the image of
Jeongguk all pretty while coming imprinted on his brain.

“Da—Daddy,” Jeongguk sobs, before finally falling limp on top of Taehyung’s body, all the
rough fucking becoming too much for him. Taehyung is so rough, fucking into Jeongguk so deep
even after Jeongguk has come, wildly chasing his own release. “F-fuck it into me, your cum,
please,” Jeongguk pleads.

“Gonna give it to you, yeah?” Taehyung huffs, hips expertly bucking up to drive deeper into
Jeongguk. “Gonna give what my little cumslut wants, fill him with so much cum he will be
leaking with it for days.”

Hearing that, Jeongguk’s hole involuntarily tightens as he whines in want. He keeps clenching
and unclenching just to hear Taehyung’s hisses and moans, firing the pride inside of him as he’s
being fucked on top of Taehyung to the point of becoming nothing more than a drooling, crying
mess.

“Shit—” Taehyung curses when he feels his cock throb, stimulated by Jeongguk’s tight walls
spasming around it. He knows he is so close to his release and when his hips stutter, thrusting
weakly into Jeongguk on their own accord, that’s when he’s finally coming, howling as he pushes
Jeongguk down to him so he can spill into Jeongguk deeper. He doesn’t miss the way Jeongguk
moans dumbly as he’s pumped full, crying and drooling for more.

“Ah, t-thank you, Daddy.” Jeongguk keeps rocking back and forth slowly, heavily shuddering
when he feels the cum shift inside of him before he’s finally spreading one cheek apart to let
Taehyung’s cum drip back onto Taehyung’s cock. “Feels so good when you empty your c-cum
into my hole.”

“Jesus, fuck, Jeongguk,” Taehyung moans as he feels his own cum dripping onto his cock once
more, the opaque white fluid hitting his red cock.

“Daddy,” Jeongguk snivels when he’s done, scrambling to lie on Taehyung’s chest that’s wet
from his tears. “A—again.”

Taehyung couldn’t resist.

Two more orgasms later, Jeongguk is a proper mess of sweat and tears and slick and cum,
Taehyung smearing his spunk on every inch of skin he can reach.

“One more, baby,” Taehyung coaxes a very near-passing-out Jeongguk. He isn’t any better
himself, what with his mate’s heat reducing himself to a horny mess as well. He is worn out
already, but he knows he has to coax more orgasms out of Jeongguk, because they’re far from
being over, still have days to go. Jeongguk groans, his aching body lying on the bed. He wants to
scream out I’m tired, Daddy, please, but his voice won’t even let him.

“Come on, pup,” Taehyung sighs, his brain so muddled from the high of sex that his words are
slurred and slow. “Just one more, promise.”

The submissive in Jeongguk just listens, doesn’t have it in him to even try to disagree with his
Alpha. At the sound of Taehyung’s lust laced voice, Jeongguk shivers, and he just takes it with a
whine when Taehyung pulls him to his knees.

Taehyung immediately slides in, sighing when Jeongguk still takes him in so beautifully, cunt still
tight and slick still gushing out in a heavy stream. Jeongguk’s blood rises high to his cheeks at the
realisation. He can barely make a sound, but his body tells everything; from the way he relaxes as
soon as he’s filled, to the way his head lolls back to rest on Taehyung’s broad shoulder.

“You’re so tight, pup,” Taehyung whispers as he hugs Jeongguk closer to his chest, hands sliding
all over Jeongguk’s toned body. He settles on the lower part of Jeongguk’s stomach, keening
when he notices the very slight difference there, one that nobody would notice because they aren’t
as accustomed to Jeongguk’s body as Taehyung is, but Jeongguk is bloated, stomach a little
chubbier and the harsh line of his abs less noticeable, all from holding in so much cum.

“Oh.” Taehyung rubs the lower part of Jeongguk’s stomach where it gets pudgy and bloated from
taking so much of Taehyung’s seed. “All filled up with my cum, aren’t you? Did I get you all
bloated with my cum, baby? Do you want more?” It’s hot, the usual flat plane of Jeongguk’s
stomach sticking out from his Alpha’s cum. “It’s almost like your little cunt is begging to be
wrecked. Do you want that? Want your Alpha to break your little pussy?”

“Ah—” The words are like a punch to Jeongguk’s gut, as more of his slick gushes out hotly to
cream all around Taehyung’s cock. Taehyung groans, feral and hungry, at the heat wetting his
knot. “Mnh—nh, please,” Jeongguk turns his head back with much difficulty, hands grappling at
the hair on Taehyung’s neck as he noses on Taehyung’s jaw, at the faint mate mark left there.
“Please, wanna—wanna come all over your knot.”

Taehyung takes the opportunity to grip Jeongguk’s head and turn him to face Taehyung, lean
down and kiss him, but it’s more of him mindlessly licking into Jeongguk’s mouth, messy and
without finesse, just him and his instincts rapidly taking over. Jeongguk squirms, Taehyung’s kiss
hot like liquid fire in his mouth as he kisses deeper, rolling the metal ball of Taehyung’s piercing
with his tongue.

Jeongguk’s moans are swallowed by Taehyung’s insistent lips, and soon Taehyung is rocking
them back and forth gently, arms wrapping securely around Jeongguk’s middle, the Alpha in him
shouting to not let his little fucktoy so much as squirm away, no matter how overwhelming the
heady pleasure is, screams at him to fuck mindlessly.

Jeongguk breaks the kiss when Taehyung quickens his pace, all lewd, filthy moans finally loud
and clear to be heard.

“F—feels good, Daddy, please keep going,” Jeongguk chokes out. “You’re making me f—feel so
good.”

“Mhm, baby,” Taehyung hums as he nuzzles the side of Jeongguk’s neck, pulling his cock out
maddeningly slow. “Anything you want.”

Taehyung immediately slides back in, catching Jeongguk off guard and he definitely would’ve
stumbled if it weren’t for Taehyung keeping him close to Taehyung’s chest. True to his words,
Taehyung’s hips move swiftly to satisfy his Omega.

“Oh God,” Jeongguk groans as Taehyung fucks into him thoroughly, each thrust harder than the
one before, their skin slapping and creating loud sounds to Jeongguk’s ringing ears. His head is
spinning, can’t think about anything else but how much he loves getting fucked so hard he is
slobbering, how much he loves cock. The slide is effortless, every push and pull feels so fucking
good, it’s like Jeongguk’s hole is created to take Taehyung’s cock.

“Baby, ‘m gonna come, ah—”

This time Taehyung comes first, growling right into Jeongguk’s ear as he spills without warning.
Taehyung sounds like he’s losing his mind, can’t think past the pleasure from having Jeongguk’s
tight heat around him. Jeongguk gasps, taken by surprise at the hot cum glutting his hole, every
throb of Taehyung’s heavy cock flooding his cunt with even more and more.

Despite everything, Taehyung still tries his best to thrust into Jeongguk, moving his hips in the
way he knows Jeongguk loves, has Jeongguk’s mind spiralling down to the endless pit of
pleasure.

“Come on, baby. Come all over yourself.”

And the growl from his Alpha combined with the precise thrusts to his aching prostate is too
much, too much it finally has him coming, spurting everywhere.

Taehyung doesn’t move for quite some time, panting as he buries his head on Jeongguk’s
shoulder. For a while, it’s just the sound of their heavy breaths, the heavy ringing inside their ears
finally dying down along with their orgasms.

“Tae?” Jeongguk calls out carefully, as to not startle Taehyung. He is heaving on Jeongguk’s
shoulder, and if Jeongguk concentrate hard enough he can feel the fast pace of his heartbeat. The
hands around his waist are still hugging him tightly, as if it doesn’t want to let Jeongguk go. “Are
you okay?”

Taehyung hums, he starts to say something Jeongguk doesn't catch, but then he starts swaying,
and as Jeongguk is yelping, Taehyung immediately slumps sideways, taking Jeongguk down with
him.

“Tae, Tae—oh my God,” Jeongguk immediately pulls out of Taehyung’s embrace to turn around
and take a look at Taehyung’s face. He has his eyelids closed and is pretty much flushed all over.
Totally doesn’t help with Jeongguk’s worry. When he places a hand on Taehyung’s forehead he
can feel a bit of heat radiating from him. “Are you okay?”

“I’m okay, baby,” Taehyung laughs tiredly, amused at the panic in Jeongguk’s voice. “Just
exhausted.”

“I’d be surprised if you weren’t,” Jeongguk huffs. He then shifts so he can lay Taehyung’s head
on his plush thighs, before carding his hand through Taehyung’s matted hair. He combs through
many of the tangled messes and removing Taehyung’s bangs from Taehyung’s face to avoid his
boyfriend from overheating.

“You really overdid yourself,” Jeongguk reprimands Taehyung gently, patting his cheeks.
Taehyung sighs peacefully when Jeongguk goes the extra mile and blows cooling air to his face,
grateful for the affectionate gesture. Then, as Jeongguk looks away from embarrassment, he adds:
“thank you for taking care of me.”

When Jeongguk looks down, he notices that Taehyung has opened his eyes and is now blinking
owlishly at him. Jeongguk mirrors the look in confusion, then Taehyung breaks into a laugh.

“Why, why?” Jeongguk asks, confused as to why Taehyung is wheezing as if he just heard the
funniest joke in his life.

“What’s gotten you so formal?”

Jeongguk pouts, shame burning his face scarlet. “I think you deserve some form of appreciation
for putting up with my crazy craving of sex.”

“You’re right,” Taehyung sighs, putting an arm over his eyes, still shaking a bit from amusement.
He’s silent for a while as Jeongguk wipes some sweat that has beaded on his forehead, humming a
tune. “I think I need to rest for a bit though.” Then, he adds. “Feels like my dick is on fire.”

Jeongguk cackles, can’t resist glancing at Taehyung’s cock. That’s understandable. “It’s fine, I
can just jerk off inste—”
“Nooo,” Taehyung immediately cuts him off, snapping his eyes open to show his disagreement.
Jeongguk does not get how he manages to look offended. “I wanna do it.”

“How,” Jeongguk deadpans. “Your dick is practically lifeless.”

“I can eat you out instead?”

Jeongguk immediately blushes at that, but it’s evident how much he wants it. He likes it; acting
like he’s such an innocent little angel when he’s nothing more than a dirty, cock-hungry slut.

“Hm? You’d like that, huh?” Taehyung gives him a lazy grin, easily reads him like an open book.
“Get on all fours.”

Jeongguk chooses to not deny it any further and start crawling until he is on top of Taehyung, still
with the red flush of color on his cheeks.

“Like this?” He asks when he has gotten into position, voice wavering ever so slightly, craning his
head backwards to look back at Taehyung. He’s so embarrassed and his cheeks are heating up
because he bets he look obscene, on all fours with his arms on either side of Taehyung’s thighs,
plump ass hovering just mere centimeters over Taehyung’s face, so close that he could feel every
inhale and exhale from Taehyung’s lips. His boyfriend only needs to lean in a little and he would
be able to lap at his messy hole.

“Just like that, baby boy,” Taehyung breathes out in assurance. He lifts both of his hands to
massage from the back of Jeongguk’s toned thighs, groping the juicy flesh, up to Jeongguk’s
round cheeks, and he peers up to see how his actions make Jeongguk flush deeper.

Jeongguk can’t contain the moans from the gentle kneading, always gets so easily strung up just
from the littlest stimulations on his ass. Taehyung takes his time working Jeongguk deep into the
pleasure, pushing Jeongguk’s cheeks together with one hand and without warning, he hits
Jeongguk’s ass with another.

“A-ah—” Jeongguk whimpers, the force of the slap jostling him as he tries to relieve the delicious,
stinging pain by bucking his hips down, gets his spanked ass even closer to Taehyung’s hungry
lips.

“Got such a cute little ass,” Taehyung hums, his huge palms covering the entirety of Jeongguk’s
cheeks. One day he’s going to oil up Jeongguk’s ass for sure, see the light bounces off the flesh as
he spanks Jeongguk silly.

For now he can only give Jeongguk cheek a tentative slap, watches it jiggle delightfully as
Jeongguk moans loudly from the impact. He doesn’t give Jeongguk time to recover before he is
opening Jeongguk up, hands spreading Jeongguk’s cheeks apart and the mess of slick and cum
immediately drips down, some staining Taehyung’s chin. Jeongguk whines at the same time that
Taehyung groans.

“Come on, sit on my face,” Taehyung asks impatiently, eager to get Jeongguk’s pretty hole on his
lips. He dips his thumb inside Jeongguk’s opening and rubs along the puckered skin, presses hard
enough to persuade Jeongguk.

“Daddy, but—” Jeongguk hesitates, but it’s not like he doesn’t want to. It’s just the thought of
riding the hell out of Taehyung’s face gets his whole face and body burning.

“No buts, baby. Let Daddy taste you.”

Throwing any bullshit excuses out the window, Jeongguk tries to regulate his breathing as he
slowly starts to lower himself, and with the help of Taehyung’s hands on his waist guiding him, he
finally drops himself down on Taehyung’s face.

“O-oh, fuck,” Jeongguk sobs out a wrenched moan the second he can feel Taehyung’s tongue
teasing along his perineum. It’s such a shame that Taehyung’s deep voice is muffled by Jeongguk
sitting on top of him, otherwise Jeongguk would be able to hear Taehyung’s deep groans, a
beautiful contrast against his own high mewls, calling him a good boy for riding Daddy’s face so
well.

But Taehyung makes up for it by licking into Jeongguk without hesitation, adding the wetness to
Jeongguk’s already-drenched hole. “Mnnh—Daddy, Daddy—so good,” Jeongguk cries out,
knows he’s babbling by now, his sentence just a string of Daddy’s and please’s, but he can’t seem
to control himself when Taehyung is fucking his tongue in and out of him so good.

Taehyung hums, pleased at how Jeongguk’s hole suffocates him, how Jeongguk keeps tightening
around him from the pleasure. Jeongguk won’t stop leaking slick either, dripping slow onto
Taehyung’s tongue like honey, lets Taehyung taste him, devour him, and gets Taehyung thirsty
for more.

Through his ringing ears Taehyung can hear Jeongguk’s wild sniffling. He is always so
responsive towards anal stimulation, but whenever he’s freshly waxed just like right now, he’s on
another level.

Taehyung always has to help Jeongguk wax, does all the work by himself because his poor, dumb
Omega can’t do it himself without getting too sensitive and turned on. In the process of getting the
work done he always, always ends up toying with his hole, can’t resist the temptation and coming
before he’s even halfway done.

That’s where Taehyung comes in to help; dripping his hole with hot, melting wax, makes him
squirm and hump the bed sheets because the heat feels good on his skin. Then Taehyung would
rub the stripping wax along his dusty pink, puckered hole, before finally ripping the fabric away.
On some days where Jeongguk is hornier than others the pain alone could make him come twice,
and the result is worth it; Jeongguk’s hole always gets so smooth, completely hairless and pretty
just like a true Omega, and his slick is able to flow freely down his thighs, makes the slide so easy
whenever he gets fucked.

Jeongguk is having the time of his life fucking his ass down on Taehyung’s face when all too
soon, Taehyung lifts him up and away from Taehyung’s face.

“Tae—” Jeongguk is about ready to whine because why the hell is Taehyung stopping now until
he turns back and sees the look on Taehyung’s face. It’s probably a reflection of his own face; so
blown out and wrecked, filled with lust. The thought of how much Taehyung gets off from eating
him out is enough to make Jeongguk shudder.

“Baby,” Taehyung groans, inhaling and exhaling rapidly as he tries to get as much air into his
lungs as possible. “My delicious little Omega, fuck. I’m gonna eat you up.” the predatory tone has
Jeongguk shivering, and Jeongguk doesn’t even have the time or chance to respond before
Taehyung’s forcefully pushing him down onto his face once more.

“Nngh—” Jeongguk moans when Taehyung’s tongue opens him up once more, grinding his hips
down to get Taehyung deeper. The press of Taehyung’s tongue over his asshole makes him leak
precum everywhere, Taehyung’s piercing nudging his sensitive walls and creating such a dizzying
stimulation. Then Taehyung is suckling harshly, creating wet sounds so loud it’s the only thing
Jeongguk can hear. It causes Jeongguk to stumble forward, head resting on Taehyung’s hipbone
and his vision is clouding, the constant pressure against his hole too much and his eyes can only
focus on the way Taehyung’s cock bobs right in front of his face.

“Daddy—” Jeongguk’s gaze is locked on Taehyung’s cock, red and pretty and so big it makes
Jeongguk’s own dick twitches. Without warning, he leans over, lips a hair away from Taehyung’s
cock and plump bottom lip catching some of Taehyung’s precum, before he’s closing his lips
around the head.

The moist heat around his cock is enough to have Taehyung choke, grip tightening on Jeongguk’s
waist until it hurts. Jeongguk moans around the mouthful when it gets his desired reaction;
Taehyung immediately jerking, hips bucking up and tongue stuttering inside of Jeongguk.

Even just the swollen head of Taehyung’s cock already fills his mouth so good, so full and it
keeps leaking, wet with precum. Taehyung is so big, stretching Jeongguk’s lips, the weight of it
solid. Jeongguk makes himself comfortable with his head on Taehyung’s thighs, swirling his
tongue around Taehyung’s tip, right where Taehyung is the most sensitive.

Jeongguk pants when he pulls from Taehyung’s cock, replacing the heat of his mouth with his
hand. As he pumps the thick shaft, Taehyung bucks his hips up, his cock bumping Jeongguk’s
cheeks, making Jeongguk whine when he feels Taehyung’s heavy precum staining his face.

Taehyung squeezes his ass in a silent request to get his mouth back to work, so Jeongguk darts his
tongue out, licking around the shaft with vigour. Taehyung moans at the sensation, his cock
immediately twitching and oozing more precum, all the teasing driving his mind crazy.

“D-Daddy’s cock is so big,” Jeongguk praises, feeling the heavy weight on his grip, standing stiff.
Then, just like second nature, Jeongguk opens up his lips, flattening his tongue and lapping at
Taehyung’s shaft in quick, broad strokes. Jeongguk presses his tongue harder to trace the thick
vein of Taehyung’s dick with his tongue, feeling the vein pulsating and fluttering sensitively under
the touch, just for his greedy lips. It feels like he’s in fucking heaven just from being stuffed full on
both holes and he could do this all day; Taehyung’s throbbing cock inside his mouth and his warm
tongue on his clenching hole.

“Daddy, daddy—” Jeongguk whines as he presses a kiss on Taehyung’s flushed head then aiming
Taehyung’s cock closer to his face before he finally swipes Taehyung’s tip against his cheek, lets
Taehyung’s spunk stain his skin. It makes him feel dirty and claimed. “I—I love your cock,
Daddy—love cock so much. Ah—just wanna be doing this all day—fuck.”

What a cockslut.

After suckling for some time Jeongguk finally pulls back. “I’m—’m gonna put it in my mouth,”
Jeongguk warns, even though Taehyung can’t respond, still busy licking his way around
Jeongguk’s slick-wet hole. So, Jeongguk doesn’t wait around before his nimble hands guide
Taehyung’s cock away from his stained face to enter his mouth.

Jeongguk hums the second Taehyung hits his tongue, the feeling of Taehyung’s cock in his mouth
is so familiar and Jeongguk is such a sucker for it. Before he knows it, he’s already straining his
throat to get it to open up and accommodate Taehyung’s girth, leaning down further and further,
until Taehyung’s pubic hair is poking his face. He gags around Taehyung’s plump cock and he
has to remind himself to go slow, but he just can’t help getting excited, savoring the feeling of
Taehyung’s knot in his warm mouth until his eyes start to close, all his senses focusing on the
cock filling his mouth, and if he concentrates enough, he can taste his own slick on it.

Taehyung isn’t any better; all of his senses are surrounded by Jeongguk; his ears filled with the
sound of Jeongguk gagging around his cock, his skin burning wherever Jeongguk’s fingertips
graze him, his eyes swimming with pleasure, his lips, his fingers, his everything—all, all, all
Jeongguk.

Still, he tries not to get too carried away and concentrates on pleasuring Jeongguk as well, pushing
Jeongguk’s asscheeks together until the plush cheeks are smothering his face, before spreading
Jeongguk as wide as possible. The action seems to turn Jeongguk on, as he tightens his lips as he
pulls off Taehyung’s cock maddeningly slow and sloppy, moaning as soon as he has his mouth
empty.

“M—more,” Jeongguk croaks out, voice already taking a slight rasp. Some of his drool drips
down onto Taehyung’s cock, making everything filthier and better. “P—Please, please give me
more, Daddy,” Jeongguk gasps right onto the sensitive tip of Taehyung’s head, hand angling it
towards his lips so that he can smear Taehyung’s cum all over. God, Taehyung always leaks so
much precum for him to lap up, and he runs his tongue along the mess, his licks all sloppy and
wet.

Taehyung obeys, all while letting out these pretty, muffled moans, adding to the vibration while
Jeongguk starts to mouth at his cock from the side. When Jeongguk’s hand creeps down to play
with his balls it finally gets too much for Taehyung, knocks his breath out like a punch and he has
to lift Jeongguk’s ass from him to groan freely, head thrown back onto the mattress.

“Fuck, fuck, Jeongguk.”

The leverage makes it easier for Jeongguk to stimulate Taehyung’s balls and he laps on them as
soon as he’s able to get his mouth near them, knowing just how sensitive Taehyung is there.

“D-Daddy, please come,” Jeongguk whines. “I-I want—I want your cum.”

“Fuck, more.” Taehyung chokes up on his words, just laying there and moaning as Jeongguk
finally takes Taehyung’s cock back in his mouth, bobbing his head as he suckles on Taehyung’s
knot hard, creating filthy, wet sounds. Taehyung can feel just how close he is, and with how
perfect he fits inside Jeongguk's mouth, along with the desperate swipes of Jeongguk’s tongue,
and his coos of wanting Taehyung’s cum, Taehyung finally comes.

Taehyung’s whole body seizes up as he orgasms, hips bucking up and stammering until it gets
Jeongguk to choke around his erection as he comes, shooting his load down Jeongguk’s throat
and even then Jeongguk doesn’t let up, just swallows down Taehyung's cum and continues
sucking.

Jeongguk is making all the pretty sounds for him; squirming and gagging because the action gets
Jeongguk so wet; the feeling of being used by Taehyung to lick up all his cum and nothing more,
it makes him so hard that his slick slowly trickles down all over Taehyung’s chest.

As Taehyung is coming down from his high, Jeongguk pulls back from his cock slowly, still
panting and trying to even out his breathing. It’s not until his noises have finally died down does
Taehyung order him to get on all fours, which Jeongguk replies with a confused, little Daddy,
what— before Taehyung slips out from under him to jostle him into position, helps Jeongguk
trembling hands to hold himself up. He thinks Jeongguk didn’t get to come before—it’s hard to
remember things when they’re this horny they just want to come and come all over again—so he’s
going to make Jeongguk come so hard he couldn’t think anymore.

“I’m gonna eat you out again,” Taehyung pants, kneeling until his face is in front of Jeongguk’s
hole, just the tip of his nose skimming along Jeongguk’s opening. “Fuck you with my tongue just
how your slutty ass deserves, baby.”
Jeongguk trembles on Taehyung’s hold, brimming with excitement. “Please.”

Jeongguk didn’t remember when or how many times he came after that. He only remembers
Taehyung’s bruising grip on his cheeks as he pulled Jeongguk’s rim closer to his lips, and the way
Taehyung lapped him up thoroughly, from his balls and up to his hole in broad strokes.

He remembers the obscene sounds of Taehyung spitting into his hole before sucking harshly on
his hole like he’s starving, nuzzling closer to gulp down his slick. His hands kept on massaging
the fleshy back of Jeongguk’s thighs like a form of reassurance, and at one point he growls out an
“open up yourself, honey.” Jeongguk didn’t have it in him to fight back, so he just sniffles,
stretched his hands to spread his cheeks apart and let Taehyung take him as is. Jeongguk is certain
he drools a fuck ton from how deep Taehyung’s tongue always gets, from how well he curves it
until Jeongguk is rutting and humping down the sheets like a horny slut.

He remembers how Taehyung kept on going even after he came until his cum was dripping into a
puddle below him and it fucking hurt, yet his pleasured cries say otherwise. He must have been
eaten out to the point of blacking out, but the next thing he knows is waking up to his body almost
being fold in half, Taehyung gripping his ankles and spreading them as far as they would allow,
his grip cooling against Jeongguk’s burning skin.

“Daddy?”

Jeongguk croaks out with much difficulty when he’s fully awake, groaning from how lightheaded
he feels. Taehyung hums in response, making Jeongguk whine at the rasp in his deep, sexy voice.
The vibrations feels so good against Jeongguk’s ass that he could physically feel more of his slick
leaks out at that, wetting Taehyung’s tongue to the point where the squelching gets so loud.

But Taehyung doesn’t stop, not even for a second. If anything, he starts sucking the slick out of
Jeongguk’s hole more and more ruthlessly, like he wants to milk Jeongguk dry, and when he does
pull out, he just starts to tease by mouthing along where Jeongguk needs him the most, a hand
coming up to thumb along Jeongguk’s rosy, delectable cunt.

“F-Fuck,” Jeongguk lets out a needy sob when Taehyung plants feathery kisses around his
opening, his hole clenching against Taehyung’s lips where he can feel Taehyung’s day old stubble
prickling his sensitive, milky skin. Taehyung just hums, goes to spread the mess around with his
tongue before licking him clean, Jeongguk squirming from the tongue prodding his sensitive inner
thighs, Taehyung taking notice of how hard Jeongguk is. It’s driving Jeongguk to the brink of
insanity; it’s all too overwhelmingly good and he doesn’t know what he wants, if he wants
Taehyung to slow down or continue until he’s leaking cum and slick just from a tongue in his
hole.

“U—mmh, m-more.” In the end, it’s always the second option that he chooses. Jeongguk mewls,
rubbing his eyes with his hands as Taehyung complies immediately, forcing his tongue in once
more. His head, his body, his everything feels light, like he’s floating on clouds and he might fall
anytime soon because everything feels too good to be true. It’s one of the best feelings; falling
unconscious with his hole empty and aching, just to wake up to being filled up, Taehyung fucking
his tongue into his horny, sleepy, and pliant baby.

Taehyung thinks Jeongguk looks the most adorable like this, all begging and needy, so Taehyung
drags his tongue across Jeongguk’s hole faster, grunting low in his throat as the Alpha in him
desires to make his baby come.

Taehyung’s tongue is working magic on Jeongguk, the cold metal of his piercing nudging
Jeongguk’s warm hole, makes him squirm so much at the feeling that he goes to hide his face in
the pillow that has been considerately put under his head. As he twitches around he realizes that
oh, oh no, tears are starting to spring up to his eyes again, Taehyung no longer holding him up and
the assuring grip that keeps him grounded suddenly gone.

Suddenly, Jeongguk can feel his legs being thrown over Taehyung’s shoulder, allowing him to
open himself up, smooth, waxed hole presented all nicely, just like a slut for Taehyung, all with
his tongue still fucking deeply into Jeongguk. It’s such a pretty contrast, the coarse hair around
Taehyung’s lips prickling Jeongguk’s smooth hole, the harsh movements against Jeongguk’s soft
skin. Taehyung’s fingers then inch from his inner thigh down to near his hole, and when
Taehyung slips a finger alongside his tongue, Jeongguk is gone.

“Oh, God—Daddy,” Jeongguk cries, finally letting his pent up tears flow freely now. He has
always been so quick to overwhelm when he has already gotten fucked to tiredness like earlier,
and waking up to a sopping hole like this totally doesn’t help, but it does feel so heavenly,
Taehyung slowly wiggling his tongue, his finger finally coming to play. Taehyung's fingers are
amazing, so fucking long and thick and Taehyung knows his way around Jeongguk’s body so
well he could make Jeongguk come in record time.

Jeongguk can’t tell when one finger becomes two, just know that the burn of the stretch just serves
to make him harder. There isn’t much room for Taehyung to wiggle his fingers in deeper, but he
does anyway with the help of Jeongguk’s slick stretching Jeongguk open. Jeongguk blushes
thinking about what Taehyung would say if his mouth wasn’t so occupied, how he’d probably
praise Jeongguk for having such a tight hole, or how he’d maybe mock and taunt Jeongguk,
sneering my baby is such a knotslut, squeezing so desperately around Daddy’s tongue as if it’s his
cock. Do you wanna have a cock up your asshole, baby? Daddy’s gonna give it to you after he’s
done rimming you lose, yeah?

Jeongguk gasps at the thought; desperate for it like he’s desperate to come.

“Come for me, sweetheart.” Taehyung murmurs against Jeongguk’s opening, his soft order and
honey like voice grounding Jeongguk. But before Jeongguk knows it, Taehyung is already
plunging back into Jeongguk’s hole, licking his way leisurely and rubbing the sides of Jeongguk’s
thighs. With a harsh suck, Taehyung pulls up from Jeongguk’s hole, fingers plugging up his hole
to sate him as well as trying to brush against his prostate while Taehyung coos at him.. “If you be
my good boy and come, I’ll fuck you so good till you’re crying.”

So tempting. The offer is so, so tempting.

“Ah!—” Jeongguk shrieks when Taehyung’s fingers brush past the swollen gland, his legs jerking
on instinct, curling upon himself and almost kicking out violently from how good it feels.

“Yeah?” Taehyung smirks. There it is. “Like it when Daddy presses here?”

“Please,” Jeongguk doesn’t know what he’s asking for, his answer probably doesn’t even make
any sense, but it feels amazing having Taehyung press his sweet spot. Maybe if he’s being a good
boy who uses his please’s, Taehyung would give him whatever makes him feel nice. “I—I do,
Daddy, so please.”

“That’s my baby.”

Then Taehyung’s tongue is back circling his asshole, pressing until it lets Taehyung in, so deep
Taehyung’s lips are pressing right against Jeongguk’s rim. He doesn’t tease anymore; keeps on
sucking, jaw clenching from how far inside he’s getting. Jeongguk wouldn’t stop crying, sobbing
from how used and sensitive his hole is. The added pressure finally getting too much and he feels
his orgasm coming out of nowhere, surging fast and hard like tidal waves.
“A-ah, ah, c-com—”

It happens in a second, Jeongguk body snaps as he finally comes, cum leaking in heavy streams.
His hole produces more slick at that, and Taehyung laps it all up eagerly, pulling out just in time to
see Jeongguk’s lewd face, brows furrowing and eyes rolling to the back of his head, mouth
hanging open and letting out the filthiest moans that belong in the filthiest porn films, his slender
hips expertly humping the air pathetically to ride out his orgasm. His smooth cock bobs as it leaks,
and the muscles on Jeongguk’s arm strain in an effort to not touch his cock because he knows that
he’s not allowed, that Taehyung wants him to ride his orgasm untouched.

Jeongguk finally settles down, sobs a little when his fingers come in contact with the cum sticking
on his face. Taehyung is laying him back down, cooing all the while to calm down a sobbing
Jeongguk, putting his legs back to the bed, but then Jeongguk is scrambling to him, tackling
Taehyung down the bed.

He immediately gets all over Taehyung, pressing needy kisses and licks his slick of Taehyung’s
cheek. It always gets everywhere, not even an inch of Taehyung’s skin unmarked. He moans as
his tiny hips try to move furiously, his plump cock leaking precum and his ass trickles with slick.

“Daddy—Daddy,” Jeongguk mewls pathetically, situating himself on Taehyung’s leg, his weight
pushing a very perplexed Taehyung down. Then he starts rutting, grinding his cock on
Taehyung’s thigh, biting on Taehyung’s neck as his hips try to bring himself to come again. “I-I
still wanna come.”

Taehyung coos at the adorable picture and decides to move his thigh around, pressing it harder
against Jeongguk’s leaking cock, lifting it up when Jeongguk thrusts down. “Look at that,”
Taehyung croons from how every little movement pulls a pitiful moan from Jeongguk, fat tears
rolling out of Jeongguk’s eyes, feeding the sick desire deep inside Taehyung’s gut. Jeongguk’s
doll face has sweat, drool, tears, and cum smeared all over, and Taehyung reaches out to stroke his
cheek. “Does my little boy wanna come? Is he gonna come on Daddy’s thigh?”

“Y-yes, I-I mean, no,” Jeongguk cries out miserably and Taehyung is patting his ass to calm him
down but he can’t, he’s so insatiable it hurts like hell and the little touches on his ass just make him
needier, he just keeps on wanting and wanting, needs—

“I need Daddy to fuck me.”

Taehyung hums, delaying his answer in favor of gyrating his thigh to match Jeongguk’s pathetic
attempt at one, the pressure feeling nice as Jeongguk humps Taehyung, but it’s not enough. Not
one bit.

“How about this,” Taehyung purrs, watching with satisfaction how Jeongguk clings to him while
he’s grinding down. “You’re gonna come from humping Daddy’s thigh, then Daddy will fuck
you. How’s that sound?”

The words seem to fly over Jeongguk’s head just like that, his eyes unfocused as he just keeps
crying onto Taehyung’s shoulder, whining out dumbly. Taehyung stills Jeongguk’s hips from
rutting any further.

“I said,” Taehyung grits out, the roughness of his voice making Jeongguk tear up a little more as
he gives a hard pinch to Jeongguk’s asscheek, “how’s that, Jeongguk?”

Jeongguk squeaks out in the middle of his sob. “Yes—Yes, please, I’d do anything, ple—please,
please Daddy, let-let me hump you.”
“Good boy. Go on, baby.”

Jeongguk lets out a huge sigh of relief against Taehyung’s neck as he’s granted permission, then
he’s moving against Taehyung’s strong thigh, his small cock dragging everywhere. Taehyung’s
hand guides him in a form of rubbing the graceful curve of his spine up and down, and it does
work, relaxes Jeongguk just the tiniest bit, but a second later he’s already letting out a frustrated
sob when his hips won’t work just right, letting out these pathetic little sniffles against the crook of
Taehyung’s shoulders.

“H-help Ggukie, Daddy—please.”

About time, Taehyung thinks.

“My helpless baby,” Taehyung coos, finally deciding to take matter into his own hands from how
desperate Jeongguk is, his baby so clueless and precious. With his hands on Jeongguk’s hips,
Taehyung guides him up and down his thigh, lets Jeongguk give up completely and drool all over
him from the pleasure. “Daddy gotta do everything for you, doesn’t he? Little pup can’t even
hump properly?”

“Y—yeah,” Jeongguk whispers to Taehyung’s neck, going lax as Taehyung concentrates on

getting his baby off. “I-I’m a useless pup. Tha-that’s what Ggukie is.”

At Jeongguk’s display of submissiveness Taehyung’s heart just swells that much bigger (and
maybe his dick too), but the sudden hitch in Jeongguk’s moans reminds Taehyung that Jeongguk
is close.

“Are you gonna come soon?” Taehyung asks. He thought of slipping a finger in, but then
Jeongguk is already nodding furiously, shuddering as he comes again. His delicate frame is
shaking in Taehyung’s hold, hiccuping out moans as Taehyung pulls Jeongguk’s hips until he’s
closer, cock pressed against Taehyung’s thigh and Taehyung looks down to see his spent cock
spurting cum in weak streams. Taehyung groans then, murmuring sweet praises to Jeongguk’s
flushed ears, encouraging him to empty himself when Jeongguk’s cum wets his thigh, dripping
and pungent with his sweet smell. He still can’t quite believe that Jeongguk actually came again
just from humping his leg.

“Good pup.” Taehyung grabs him by the waist again, dragging his hips to ride out the last of his
orgasm. Jeongguk whines at every push and pull and then Taehyung jostles him with his thigh to
get him closer, bumping against his cock in the process. “My good pup.”

Jeongguk, obviously, likes the praise a lot, as he grins, all bashful and fucked out, the blush on his
cheeks intestifying. At least he is a lot calmer now. Taehyung thought about catching a breath for
a minute because resting could do wonders right now, but he should’ve known that heats don’t
work like that, especially when Jeongguk’s dick starts to twitch against his thigh, Jeongguk’s
breath hitching in realization. Jeongguk props his chin on Taehyung’s chest to look at him.

“Is—Is Daddy g’na fuck me now?”

Called it.

“You sure you can take it, baby?” Taehyung bites his lip, unsure. Sure, the heat makes
Jeongguk’s body somewhat accustomed towards marathon sex, but this is the most that they’ve
ever done, Jeongguk taking knot and cum for days, and it’s too easy to lose themselves, drowning
voluntarily in the intoxicating grip of heats.

“Yes,” Jeongguk sobers up, all signs of tiredness from before gone. His bratty side always
seeming to resurface after he gets what he wants (in this case, orgasms), as he huffs out
impatiently. He can’t wrap his head around the fact that Taehyung hesitates to fuck him, but that’s
only because he is completely thinking with his dick right now. “Yes, I can take it. C-Come on,
fuck me, now.”

Taehyung sighs. “What about a blowj—”

“No!” Jeongguk protests, his legs kicking Taehyung’s in the process. Taehyung’s eyes go wide at
his attitude. “No, no! I want you to fuck me! Daddy, fuck—now, no—”

That broke the dam.

Jeongguk gasps as strong hands grip his arm before he’s suddenly thrown off Taehyung’s body,
flipped over easily like a fuckdoll until the mattress presses uncomfortably against his body.

“You fucking brat,” Taehyung hisses, already pressing up against Jeongguk, pushing his weight
down and his words dripping with a dangerous edge right into Jeongguk’s ear. Jeongguk tries to
stifle his moans because fuck that’s hot, he can rarely get Taehyung this riled up, his Alpha always
being so doting and caring and loving, always lets Jeongguk get away with everything. But now it
seems like Jeongguk has pushed the last button, Taehyung sitting on top of Jeongguk’s thighs,
hands twisting Jeongguk’s smaller ones in place, securing them, completely motionless. This side
of Taehyung always makes Jeongguk’s whole body throb with need, when Taehyung is this
rough and mean with him. The sex always, always gets fucking stellar afterwards.

“Can’t even have your hole empty for a second, crying and begging for anything up your slutty
cunt,” Taehyung spits out before he gets off Jeongguk, the warmth radiating from his body
leaving Jeongguk cold and bare. “If you’re gonna act like a fucking slut, then you’re gonna get
fucked like one.”

Jeongguk moans at the prospect, because that’s what he wants; Taehyung’s knot filling him up,
loading him with cum and never pulling out.

“Ass up.”

By some miracle, Jeongguk’s muddy mind can still pick up the order and he immediately does as
told. Whimpering, he rearranges himself so that the upper half of his muscular, fit body stay flat on
the bed, and with the help of Taehyung’s hand on his hips keeping him stable, he moves back
until his ass is raised high in the air, presenting the only thing he’s worth for; his slutty hole that’s
aching to be cummed into all the time.

“God damn,” Taehyung whistles lowly at the view in front of him; a faceful of Jeongguk’s ass, so,
so pretty and Jeongguk’s pathetic little cock hanging, ready to drip precum down the sheets.
Taehyung caresses the sensitive opening with his thumb, then he slips it in just to feel the wetness
around Jeongguk’s walls. Jeongguk moans at that. “I really did a number on you, didn’t I?”
Taehyung chuckles, popping his thumb out to look at the sight of Jeongguk’s hole, caked with
cum.

“Please, you-you did,” Jeongguk feels his whole body burn as the statement leaves his mouth.
What a nasty bitch. “Coated my h-hole with your cum. Please, Daddy, fuck me again, fill me up
even more like the slut I am, ah—please.”

“Yeah?” Satisfied, Taehyung goes to spread Jeongguk wide and apart, eyes boring into
Jeongguk’s hole. “Your cunt is such a mess already, Jeongguk.” Jeongguk’s hole throbs and
twitches weakly under the heavy gaze, cum and slick melting out as if to prove Taehyung’s point.
“You let your Daddy come in you like this?”
“Daddy—please, enough.” Jeongguk doesn’t know how much more degradation he could take,
but it’s all a game for Taehyung; to see how humiliation his baby can take before he’s at his
breaking point, before he really can’t take it anymore. His body is high strung and he’s so hard he
just wants to come until he’s out of his mind.

“Shut up, baby. You think I’d wanna get my cock all dirty from your sloppy hole?” Taehyung
snarls once more, squeezing Jeongguk’s wrist in his hold harder until Jeongguk cries out from
pain. Taehyung feigns disappointment, although it’s evident how hard he’s trying not to fuck
Jeongguk senseless, loves Jeongguk all sloppy and throbbing with his cum.

The act of dissappointment still gets to Jeongguk. “B-but,” he sniffles, tries to reason, anything to
get Taehyung’s cock in him again. He tries to strain his neck and look back at Taehyung, but the
only thing he gets is Taehyung’s palm shooting out to guide his head to face back the mattress. “I-
I really wanna get fucked, a-aching for it, please, Daddy, please!”

Taehyung hums.

“Is that what you want? A fat knot wrecking your ass?”

“Yes, Daddy, Ggukie wants—t-that’s what Ggu-Ggukie—”

“Be clear, Jeongguk.”

No, no, Jeongguk thinks. Please don’t take away the pet name.

“What do you fucking want? Want Daddy to leave you here alone to finger yourself? Want
Daddy to put a fucking cage on you? Speak up.”

Jeongguk can already feel himself suffocating, Taehyung being so, so cruel with him and his cock
is very hard, hanging stiff from his position and the deep red head won’t stop leaking precum in
weak rivulets. It’s really, really way more than he can handle, and when he opens his mouth all he
can let out is a desperate howl.

“S-sorry, Ggukie—so sorry, Daddy, puh—p-please, fu-fuck Ggukie! Oh, oh, please!”

Taehyung smiles, pleased at how his baby boy is behaving, and decides to grant his wishes.
Jeongguk is too far gone to realize that Taehyung is no longer holding him and instead holding his
cock, preparing to enter him.

“Daddy, please, Ggu-Ggukie’s begging you! Fuck me, Daddy—”

Jeongguk moans when Taehyung pushes his cock in, the thick girth stretching his hole wide.
Taehyung groans at Jeongguk’s slick hole squeezing tight around his cock, before picking up the
pace.

“Oh, f-fuck, God,” Jeongguk hisses, in relief and pleasure as Taehyung’s hips work furiously,
skin slapping against Jeongguk’s ass, his small figure trapped between Taehyung’s much broader
one and the bed.

“My slutty baby,” Taehyung sighs as he’s fucking down into Jeongguk, leans down and gets
close to whisper to Jeongguk, the ball of his piercing pressing against Jeongguk’s sensitive ear.
“Little bitch couldn’t get enough of his Daddy’s knot, could he? Always coming back for more?”

“Please—Please, D—ahng—”

“Answer me, Jeongguk.” Taehyung drives his cock deeper when Jeongguk least expects it,
thrusting harsh and fast and how exactly is Jeongguk supposed to think when Taehyung is
ramming his cock in and out so fucking hard, plunging in like he’s set on making Jeongguk come
all over himself filthily, hips gyrating at rapid speed.

Jeongguk forces himself to answer, to try and form a reply, but it’s hard when all that’s in his mind
is Daddy’s cock, his huge knot leaking heavily with thick cum. He’s about to give up trying at all,
his hole instinctively clenching and milking Taehyung to try and get away, because dumb Omegas
only need to present their tight holes to take knots and get fucked after all, but Taehyung is having
none of it.

Smack.

The slap rings its way to Jeongguk’s ears and a second later the pain kicks in, Jeongguk thrashing
in Taehyung’s firm hold as the sting on his asscheek settles in.

“D-da-daddy!”

That hurts, burns so fucking bad when Taehyung keeps on fucking into him while giving him
spankings like he doesn’t care. Taehyung tuts, hand raising up high before dropping hard on
Jeongguk’s plush cheek, the one that hasn’t been spanked.

Smack. Smack. Smack.

“Daddy, please,” Jeongguk cries with each slap, tears and snot running its way down his face.

“So goddamn mouthy.” Taehyung lands another hit just because Jeongguk is being noisy. His
perky ass jiggles from the force, makes Jeongguk squirm and yelp in place.

“F-f—ngh.”

“Can’t even talk? Your mouth really is only good for taking cock, huh?” Taehyung spits out, his
hand caressing Jeongguk’s cheeks as some form of damage control, fondling his ass leisurely.

“N-No.”

Not that, please. Jeongguk wants to cry out. It’s too humiliating. Oh, God, he really should’ve
thought twice before acting like a brat towards Taehyung.

“Wrong answer.” Smack. Taehyung slaps his ass without mercy this time, just because his little
Omega doesn’t seem to know his place. He gives strike after strike after strike, Jeongguk
clenching his hole and gritting his teeth in the process, failing to fight back the tears that threaten to
leak out because Taehyung hits hard, always has.

“Try again.” Taehyung grabs a handful of his cheeks, squeezing it around to try and alleviate the
pain. “Let me repeat the question for you; my stupid, stupid slut is always craving for my cock,
isn’t he?

“...Yes,” Jeongguk sniffs lowly. He thought he could escape with his answer, but he should’ve
known that Taehyung expects better.

“You can do better, Jeongguk,” Taehyung tells him as he gives the hardest spank yet, and
Jeongguk screams.

“Yes! Yes—Oh, God—Yes, yes I-I,” Jeongguk blubbers out but he can’t finish his sentence.
Every time he tries to, it always ends up in him drooling on the sheets because Taehyung goes so
hard with his slap and he is starting to move again, pounding to him but never building the pace,
torturously slow.

“Yes! Oh—my God, yes, I’m a stupid slut,” Jeongguk chokes out. Hearing Jeongguk finally
break, his cocky front turning into a desperate mess, it blooms satisfaction inside of Taehyung.
“Stupid, horny s-slu-slut, who jus-wants cock.”

Taehyung takes a moment to see Jeongguk, reduced to a teary, embarrassed mess. His eyes keep
fluttering closed, blinking out fresh tears every time. Taehyung imagines how tired he must be, but
his position is still going strong; upper body down the bed, ass up and stretched snug and tight
around Taehyung’s dick.

What a precious little thing.

“See?” Taehyung chuckles breathily, finally, finally thrusting at a faster rate, hips moving in fluid
motions, driving his cock into Jeongguk. “That wasn’t so hard, huh? Good baby.”

But Jeongguk is already too far gone, gripping the sheets like they’re his lifeline as Taehyung
keeps hammering into him, moaning lowly.

“Guess I’ll take that,” Taehyung mutters before picking up the speed, setting a brutal, reckless
pace, thrusting so fast and so good. His grip on Jeongguk’s hips steady and grounding,
Jeongguk’s thighs glued shut to each other, making his hole even tighter until Taehyung is
struggling to drag his cock out and back in.

“Daddy,” Jeongguk slurs as he keeps being fucked onto the bed, “I wan-want your cum—your
cum, ah!—”

“Fuck—” the words drive Taehyung’s hips to move quicker, pumps his cock in deeper, hitting
Jeongguk’s prostate dead on. “Gonna give it to you, however much you want. So good for me,
baby, you’re being so good for Daddy.”

Jeongguk immediately slumps as his sweet little spot keeps on getting fucked and it’s only
Taehyung’s hands that are holding him firmly. His rock hard cock bobs in time with Taehyung’s
thrusts, all small and pathetic and squirting his precum everywhere.

“Daddy, think-I’m gonna—” soon he feels the far too familiar coiling in his lower tummy, gasping
when the need gets more and more urgent. Jeongguk always gets so whiny when he’s on the
brink of coming, body weakly rocking according to Taehyung’s movement. “—come, ah!”

“Is that so?” Taehyung grunts, rolling his hips with every sentence he says. Then he whispers,
sucking on Jeongguk’s lobe.

“Come for Daddy, then.”

That does the trick.

Jeongguk stutters as he finally comes, moaning and writhing from the huge knot pressing his
prostate. His cock jerks to spray cum from the flushed head of his cock to the mattress, to his hard
stomach, to his chest, hitting his sensitive nipples. Taehyung thinks of licking it off later just to
watch his baby squirm around.

“What a good baby.” Taehyung coos. When Jeongguk has settled down and is sated from his
orgasm, he is ready to lie limply on the bed, but Taehyung suddenly grips on his soft cock.

Taehyung doesn’t give him room to rest before his hands are already flicking Jeongguk
unforgivingly fast, matching the movements of his thrust. “But Daddy hasn’t came yet, has he?”
Jeongguk gives a panicked little sound at what it entails, and he squeaks even louder when he
feels his little cock plumping up already from the pleasurable ministrations, more blood stirring it
to full hardness from Taehyung stroking his cock that looks even smaller in Taehyung’s hold.

“N-no, Daddy hasn’t come yet.”

Taehyung hums. “So come again with Daddy, won’t you?”

Oh God.

“Daddy, please, I can’t,” Jeongguk whines. It hasn’t even been a minute from his last orgasm. But
it seems like his body says otherwise, his prick growing hard as Taehyung twists his hand to rub
his cock.

“Oh, come on.” Taehyung notices it too, smirking at the lie coming out of Jeongguk’s mouth.
“You’ve been coming like crazy for days and you’re gonna tell me you can't come once more for
Daddy? Sure you can, pup. Didn’t you tell me that you wanna come? Then I’m gonna make you
come until you’re covered in your own mess.”

In the end Jeongguk just takes, takes it with a moan while Taehyung pounds his cock into him,
but it still feels good, exceptionally so when Taehyung finally hits his orgasm and he spills right
into Jeongguk’s awaiting hole.

“That’s it,” Taehyung shudders, moans pressed against Jeongguk’s trembling figure. Jeongguk is
shaking, shaking so bad in his position but his determination to keep up his posture still makes
Taehyung so, so proud at him. “Being so good for me, my filthy cum dumpster.”

Taehyung keeps grinding into Jeongguk even after he has spilled into him, riding his orgasm.
Jeongguk wants to cry his lungs out from how used he feels, just like a cocksleeve to keep
Taehyung’s knot warm, how the cum shifts inside of him, thick and so good, like it’s going to
breed him silly. Then Taehyung is pulling out, one hand working to squeeze out the last of his
cum and one hand spreading Jeongguk’s cheeks open. It’s a gorgeous sight, Jeongguk’s pink,
little hole left gaping and raw, completely soiled with thick globs of cum and slick that
immediately gush out because his poor cunt is unable to hold it all in.

“Fucking stunning,” Taehyung grits out before he’s angling his dripping cock towards Jeongguk’s
hole, adding to the mess until it drips down Jeongguk’s balls. He smears some of it on Jeongguk’s
plump asscheeks, too, marking his baby’s gorgeous tanned skin with white.

“Try clenching for me, baby?”

Jeongguk does as told, mewling with the little energy he has left as he tries to tighten his hole,
showing Taehyung the tight, waxed hole Taehyung loves fucking into so much. Then his hands
come into play, slipping a finger between his crack before sliding it up and down, one hand
kneading his cheek apart to show Daddy how his finger is trying to stretch his hole out. Taehyung
groans at the sight; it’s amazing how he can take Taehyung’s fat knot like it’s no big deal. The
cum and slick oozes out as Jeongguk tightens and loosens up his hole rapidly, the filthy mixture
flowing freely from how smooth Jeongguk’s asshole is.

Jeongguk whines; he’s usually really picky about tidiness and keeping himself clean, but here he
is, moaning weakly in protest as he is laid out and spread open, presenting the mess in his cunt.

“Do you wanna get fucked again, baby?” Taehyung crowds him, pressing against Jeongguk’s
back and already fitting his plumping cock against the crack of Jeongguk’s ass, rutting leisurely as
he waits for an answer. “Right in your pretty cunt?”
Jeongguk moans in approval, moving back against the cock that’s leaking straight into his hole,
eager to take Taehyung in.

“Please.”

“C’mere.” Taehyung flips Jeongguk over, dragging a worn out Jeongguk closer by the ankles,
before locking it on his back and slipping back in effortlessly, sighing satisfiedly in time with
Jeongguk.

“Yeah? You want it that bad, don’t you?” A slap to his thick, soft thigh has Jeongguk’s mouth
open in a silent scream, begging for more. “Hear yourself moan for my dick like the dumb slut
you are?”

“O-only for your cock, Daddy,” he pants. “Please.”

Taehyung smiles with satisfaction, doesn’t miss the glimmer of want flitting through Jeongguk’s
eyes. And it’s perfect, when Taehyung’s cock is nestled inside of him, when Taehyung kisses
every inch of his taut body, when Taehyung makes Jeongguk let out his pretty moans, when he
makes Jeongguk come so hard his eyes go hazy, thighs spasming as if they’re about to break
Taehyung in half.

Taehyung manages to fuck three more orgasms out of Jeongguk before the poor baby finally can’t
take it anymore and eventually passes out.

Taehyung lies Jeongguk on top of him first, fucking into his spent hole from underneath and it
was messy, Jeongguk’s slick dripping down to Taehyung’s balls with every thrust, squelching and
adding to the mess that is their bed sheets. If only they had a mirror so Jeongguk could see the
reflection of his raw hole, stained with all sorts of substance.

Jeongguk has an arm around Taehyung’s neck the entire time for support, his thick thighs being
held up and apart by Taehyung’s hand because Jeongguk’s too tired to do it himself, his Omega
stamina isn’t suited for such an intense heat, needs a much stronger Alpha to take care of his
neediness, but also for easier access, Taehyung’s fingers digging into Jeongguk’s sensitive parts,
almost has Jeongguk splitting on his knot.

The position has Jeongguk crying from how embarrassing it was being that exposed, cold air of
their air conditioner hitting Jeongguk’s wet inner thighs and flushed cock, but it also got Jeongguk
coming the fastest, humping the air while Taehyung sucks on his perked up nipples.

“So pretty, baby. Such a good boy for me.” Taehyung’s compliments sounded like music to
Jeongguk’s ears, listening to how his Daddy praises him, his soothing voice the only thing
keeping Jeongguk from completely giving in to the delectable void of mindless fucking, just like a
rope that Jeongguk is tightly holding onto to keep in touch with reality. “So good at taking cock,
aren’t you? Come on, baby. Come for me.”

Jeongguk nodded, didn’t even realize it when he came but it doesn’t even matter anymore, he’s
just glad he did, because every orgasm clears his mind just a little, takes the edge off and reduces
the pain to a bearable level. Taehyung pulled him off his cock when he is still sobbing and
coming, gripping him by the armpits before turning him to face Taehyung.

“You still with me, angel?”

Jeongguk nods, but then some of his tears spill from the movement.
Upon seeing that, Taehyung shushes him and strokes his face. “It’s okay, baby. You can cry.”
Taehyung immediately kisses Jeongguk’s face, all debauched but he still glowing in Taehyung’s
vision. “Good tears?”

“Good t-tears,” Jeongguk hiccups. “A-again, please,” he added with a whine, words muffled from
Taehyung’s insistent, affectionate kisses. Taehyung knows how horny Jeongguk is more than
anything, would do anything to get dicked down again, so Taehyung guides his swollen cock
back in.

Jeongguk sobs all of a sudden, body pulling tight, and before Taehyung’s eyes Jeongguk
suddenly comes, cum splattering against Taehyung’s tanned stomach. “D-Daddy, I’m com—ah,”
he cries through the aftershocks. It’s humiliating and shameful, how cock-hungry he is.

“Oh, it’s okay, Ggukie,” Taehyung cooed, drowned by how loud Jeongguk is sobbing. It’s a bit
overwhelming. “You’re so sensitive, baby, it’s okay.”

It’s okay, it’s okay, Taehyung keeps repeating it to Jeongguk until his crying dies down. He was
sensitive, really was, his little cock spurting a pitiful amount of cum and he hasn’t even gotten
fucked yet, just had his hole stretched out and plugged up.

“Still wanna go?” Taehyung asked sweetly when Jeongguk calmed down, sobs dying out a little
as he hides his face on Taehyung’s hair. Taehyung tucks his drenched bangs behind his ear. “You
still want Daddy to fuck you?”

“Yes, please,” Jeongguk whispered to Taehyung’s ear, like he’s telling an embarrassing secret.
“Please.”

“Okay, can you get up, Gguk?”

With shaking, cum-covered thighs, Jeongguk got into a kneeling position, hugging Taehyung’s
neck to keep him stable so he won’t fall down. Taehyung kissed him on the center of his chest,
right where his heart is, sort of like a reward for succeeding in standing up.

Taehyung grips his cock to enter Jeongguk, and Jeongguk strains his head back to look at the
cock heading towards his hole, hypnotized by the sight of Taehyung’s knot, still so big and
standing so stiffly even after catering to Jeongguk’s ass for days, precum gushing heavily with
every throb it gives out. Then the bulbous, red tip of his cock comes in, making Jeongguk squirms
and thrashes petulantly, progressively louder with each inch that’s eased into his hole.

“Baby.” Taehyung kisses his collarbone to distract him. “Look at me?”

Jeongguk turns back to face Taehyung, who’s already looking at him with a fond smile on his
face. He took Taehyung by surprise when he leaned in to kiss him, hands tangling on the mess of
his long hair, sighing at the familiar taste of Taehyung’s lips. Taehyung makes a happy sound at
the back of his throat at the surprise kiss, phantom touches guiding Jeongguk to fully sink on his
cock, Jeongguk’s long legs stretched out on Taehyung’s sides.

Taehyung hums as he deepens the kiss, gripping Jeongguk’s ass and squeezing his plush cheeks.
He can feel the drying cum on Jeongguk’s soft skin, entirely Taehyung’s fault, and if Jeongguk
wasn’t fucked out of his mind he definitely would have protested.

Jeongguk sighs when Taehyung starts moving, and he presses harder to slide his front against
Taehyung’s.

“Daddy,” Jeongguk’s moans were shaky as he’s rocked on Taehyung’s lap, bouncing
enthusiastically up and down the thick length, pushes through the painful strain on his thigh
muscles just so he can feel Taehyung’s cock grazing against his prostate, make him feel good, get
him closer to orgasm.

“Mmm?”

“I-I wanna sleep.”

The statement caught Taehyung off guard a little bit, his hips faltering from fucking into
Jeongguk, which earns him a petulant groan from said boy. Jeongguk did have the tendency to
babble or talk nonsense when he’s tired like this, but still.

“Ah,” Taehyung says when he had recovered, starting the pace again and jostling Jeongguk by his
ass to get him in a more comfortable position. “We’ll sleep after this, okay?”

Jeongguk made a confused sound before yawning in response. “Not now?”

“Now?” Taehyung laughs breathlessly, trying to listen intently to his baby’s sleepy talk while
fucking into him at the same time. “Later, okay?”

“Fine—” Jeongguk deepens his pout and his big eyes were already struggling to stay open,
blinking rapidly every second as if it will help him stay up, slumping against Taehyung and letting
his Alpha do all the fucking.

“Are you that sleepy?” Taehyung rocks them back and forth slowly, trying to converse so that
Jeongguk would stay awake. Just one more, and he will let Jeongguk sleep. He drags his hand
from Jeongguk’s thighs to his back, savoring how warm Jeongguk feels all over; his cheeks, his
body, his hole. He’s so soft like this, cradled gently by Taehyung, feeling sated and loved.

“Mm.”

“You’re so cute when you’re sleepy, baby,” Taehyung sighs softly as to not disturb the clarity of
the moment, while his thrusts into Jeongguk are the complete opposite, brash and brutal and
punching out small moans from Jeongguk. “So pretty like this, you’re practically glowing,
Ggukie.”

He feels like the luckiest Alpha in the world, being able to have Jeongguk as his Omega, holding
him and kissing him and fucking him through his heats. He sucks on the mate mark on Jeongguk’s
neck yet again, to remember how the boy in his lap is very much his, creating a litany of purples
and reds on Jeongguk’s pale skin.

“Let’s come-ah, quickly,” Jeongguk requests. “Mnn-ah, I wanna take a nap.”

“Okay, pillow prince.” Taehyung grunts, already thrusting the fastest he can with the tiredness
weighing him down. “‘M-ah, close already.”

“'m not—” Jeongguk gasps, hips circling quicker, bouncing on Taehyung’s cock faster. “—a
pillow prince, ah, Ggukie—close too, Daddy, come on.”

“Sure you’re not,” Taehyung laughs softly. His hand inches towards Jeongguk’s cock, before
giving it lazy tugs, flicking his wrist with ease and turning Jeongguk into a moaning mess.

“Don’t be a d-dick,” Jeongguk whimpers, grip vice on Taehyung’s shoulders as he fucks himself
down on Taehyung’s cock, movements erratic and desperate to come, Taehyung’s cock going in
and out of his hole with the same, brutal force. His moans are almost drowned out by the loud
creaking of their bed, and the headboard banging against the wall.
“Mnnh, ah, I’m gonna come,” Jeongguk whimpers, feels his cock throb, and with Taehyung
cooing and encouraging him to come like the good boy he is, Jeongguk goes rigid before spilling
all over himself. Taehyung follows him right after, spasming inside of Jeongguk’s walls before he
comes.

Jeongguk slumps to the bed then, his eyes drooping closed the second his body touches the
mattress. He has been teetering on the edge of sleeping the whole time, the tiredness that comes
with his heat quick to catch up on him.

He’s not too sure but he thinks Taehyung slides next to him to spoon him from behind, soft skin
against his own as Taehyung’s body easily crowds over his.

“Sweet dreams.” Jeongguk hears Taehyung whisper to him, leaves a chaste kiss on the tips of his
ear. “Pillow prince.”

It’s not until Taehyung pulls back does Jeongguk give him a weak kick on the calf, grunting.

“‘M not a pillow prince.”

Jeongguk groans painfully when he wakes up, his head heavy like someone has filled it with lead
while he was asleep. It doesn’t help that moving any parts of his body feels impossible, like all the
muscles inside of him refuse to cooperate. His fingers meekly grapple at the wrinkly sheets to feel
around, making sure that he’s really awake since it feels like he has been in such a long, deep
sleep. He doesn’t remember what happened before he knocked out but it’s too bright here for
whatever reason and it just adds to his grumpiness.

But the feeling is immediately replaced with the realisation of something hard and warm and slick
between his legs, throbbing and moving sloppily in and out the tight squeeze of his thighs.

That’s when he realized: Taehyung is fucking his thighs.

Jeongguk whimpers at the same time he feels Taehyung shift around, before his bass voice comes
from behind.

“Morning, Jeonggukie.”

It’s daytime already? Jeongguk tries to form a reply, but what comes out is just a meaningless
croak, so he settles for a sleepy hum, leaning his head further into Taehyung’s shoulder and baring
his marked-up neck, which Taehyung immediately peppers kisses on, humming as his hips work,
balls slapping against Jeongguk’s thighs and nudging Jeongguk’s own.

“How long have you been doing this?” Jeongguk makes to ask when his throat has cleared up for
him to talk properly, sighing as he feels Taehyung move faster, his dick rubbing back and forth
against his perineum.

“Not too long,” Taehyung replies, deep moans seeping into his sentence and right into Jeongguk’s
ear. “Was just done fucking your ass.”

Jeongguk whines in realization. Of course. Taehyung must have cleaned him up before he
completely dozed off, but now he’s back to being covered in cum, both his and Taehyung’s. The
thought makes him feel all tingly, Taehyung unable to control himself before he’s driving his cock
inside of Jeongguk, insatiable even after he’s had Jeongguk’s hole surrounding his cock for hours
and hours.

It makes him crave for more.

“Did you make me come?”

“Of course, babe,” Taehyung hisses when Jeongguk decides to squirm, clamping his thighs even
more and tightening around Taehyung’s dick. “That’s the point, no? To make you come as much
as you want?”

“Good.” Jeongguk ignores the shame that burns down his gut, prickling his arousal. God,
Jeongguk can never get used to Taehyung’s filthy words, always gets so shy after Taehyung tells
him how he’d fuck Jeongguk, make his tight hole gaping.

“Still hungry for it, huh?” Taehyung snickers. “I just couldn’t stop thinking about your pretty
pussy, baby. Have to fuck your cunt even while you’re sleeping.”

“Oh, fuck,” Jeongguk grumbles from deep inside his chest as Taehyung pants and thrusts into
Jeongguk, groaning at the way his cheeks bounce everytime Taehyung’s hips make contact with
them. The sounds are way beyond obscene, loud and sloppy and all kinds of wet after Taehyung
had poured a very generous amount of lube, making the slide easy and effortless.

How thoughtful.

“Squeeze your thighs tighter,” Taehyung orders, panting, his sweat collecting where his forehead
is pressed against Jeongguk’s shoulder blades. Jeongguk follows immediately, always so eager to
obey, wriggling to keep his thighs nice and tight for Taehyung to fuck into.

“Like this?” He asks when he has clamped his thighs together so hard it hurts, so hard that
Taehyung would struggle fucking into him without the help of slick and lube, just like fucking
into his ass.

“Perfect, Gguk.”

Jeongguk looks down to see the flushed tip of Taehyung’s cock peeking in and out of his line of
vision everytime Taehyung thrusts, looking so filthy squished in between Jeongguk’s inner thighs.
It’s a stark contrast, his pale thighs around Taehyung’s flushed tip. The muscles of his thighs flex
hard every now and then to knead Taehyung’s length and he feels Taehyung groan and his cock
throb at that.

“Your thighs are so soft,” Taehyung hums, pleased. “So thick and full but so soft, so perfect.”
Jeongguk squirms at the praise, rubbing his thighs together to accentuate Taehyung’s point.
Taehyung has always told him how amazing his thighs are, all hard muscles but at the same time
velvety soft. He flexes the tight muscles hard, traps Taehyung’s cock in between until Taehyung
groans from it.

“Even softer now that I’m in heat, right?” Jeongguk shudders, fishing for the compliment he
knows Taehyung would shower him in without even having to ask. The heat does make him
softer everywhere, literally and figuratively. Literally as in his chest getting more tender, his
tummy and thighs supple, and figuratively as in… his emotions and the mood swings.

When Jeongguk turns to face Taehyung that’s when Taehyung sees his face, all puffy from crying
before sleep (but it’s okay; he’s still gorgeous as ever even with his swollen eyes and flushed
cheeks, Taehyung never fails to remind him of that) as he asks for a kiss.

“Yeah,” Taehyung laughs before he happily complies, leaning to kiss Jeongguk, sucking on his
soft lips and eating up his whiny moans, going back for more when Jeongguk pulls back. In the
end they both settle on nuzzling their sleepy faces together, weirdly soft considering the fact that
Taehyung is still thrusting his dick between Jeongguk’s thighs.
“Tae, can I touch myself?”

Jeongguk has been coming untouched all this time, and Taehyung would be impressed, really, if it
weren’t for the fact that he has witnessed and been the cause of said untouched orgasms from time
to time. That’s what Jeongguk is good at anyways; coming just from having his ass filled up,
crying and doubling over from the pleasure. But now he just has the sudden want to touch, so he
figures he might as well ask for it.

“Yeah, yeah, go on,” Taehyung answers in a heartbeat, impatient to gets his lips on Jeongguk’s
again.

Jeongguk is already grabbing for his dick before Taehyung was even done talking; delighted
voice high in his throat as he strokes himself in time with Taehyung’s thrusts. It feels amazing to
finally get a hold of his aching cock, pulling and tugging furiously to match the rhythm of
Taehyung’s cock fucking his thighs while Taehyung is bending down to kiss him again.

“Never get this hard for anyone else, baby,” Taehyung moans, his voice always gets so deep after
sleep it’s driving Jeongguk all sorts of crazy. “Hm? Got my cock dripping wet from how good
you feel.”

Now that Taehyung mentions it, Jeongguk is so painfully aware of it; the way Taehyung’s precum
is smearing onto his skin, the heavy weight and pulse of his cock just below Jeongguk’s, the way
his balls slap against his cheeks every time he moves his hips just right, and the loud, wet
squelches that come from Jeongguk’s soaked thighs.

He thought that Taehyung couldn’t go any faster but he was so wrong, so fucking wrong as
Taehyung pushes his cock with force, his hips moving hard until they bump harshly with
Jeongguk’s ass with every push and pull, make Jeongguk’s whole body tremble with pleasure
until he loses the grip on his cock.

“Oh, oh-nnh, fuck.” Jeongguk quickly scrambles for his dick before he resumes working on his
cock faster and harder, pleasure building up on the pit of his stomach and he can feel his release
coming soon. His cock is coated with precum, has been leaking like crazy from how horny he is
and now it gets all over his palm, helps him to stroke himself smoothly.

Taehyung is so brutal with his thrusts, a demanding grip on his waist as he fucks into Jeongguk,
slapping Jeongguk’s ass when he so much as loosens up his thighs. The smooth slide of
Taehyung’s cock just takes him a step closer to coming, squeezing his cock with every up and
down stroke.

“Beautiful baby,” Taehyung coos at the sight of Jeongguk helplessly jerking himself off, eyes
wavering from the pleasure. “I love your pretty thighs so much, love fucking you here.” Taehyung
accentuates by stopping his movements so the back of Jeongguk’s thighs are flushed against the
base of Taehyung’s cock.

“Hyung, c—ah, I’m gonna come,” Jeongguk whimpers hoarsely, his wrist aching from stroking
himself and a fat cock is sliding through his very sensitive thighs and he doesn’t know how much
longer he will last.

“Come on then.” from how hard he is panting Jeongguk can tell that Taehyung is close, too.
“Show me how good you look when you’re coming, baby.”

Jeongguk immediately unravels at the words, moaning as his body strains and jerks and he comes,
cum spurting out of his fat tip and all over his knuckles and bed, painting everything white and
dirty.
“Good boy,” Taehyung groans before he places his hand over Jeongguk’s, makes him squeeze his
cock up and down, riding out his orgasm just on the edge of painfully overstimulating. Taehyung
won’t stop fucking into his thighs, too, hissing from the plushness and as Jeongguk is moaning for
Taehyung’s name Taehyung finally comes, adding to the mess of Jeongguk’s previous orgasm.

Jeongguk wheezes, taking big gulps of breath in every inhale, squirming and feeling the mess
shifts around his toned body. “Oh my God, that was—” He turns his head back to look at
Taehyung, chest still heaving from his high. “Fuck. Good morning to you too.”

Taehyung laughs before kissing Jeongguk, nibbling on his spit-slick lips.

“Best way to wake up, huh?” Taehyung wiggles his eyebrows. Jeongguk just shakes his head in
disbelief before snuggling closer to Taehyung, kissing his chest as a shy display of affection.

As they lay there with Jeongguk lazily kissing Taehyung’s soft skin, the Alpha’s hand starts to
trace mindless patterns on the mess that is Jeongguk's inner thigh, squeezing and feeling the
plushness of it. Looking down, he sees Jeongguk completely sated, so he decides to move further,
circling the area between Jeongguk’s crotch, the tip of his blunt nail raking through the area, sees
the way his soft dick steadily grows harder with each teasing touch and soft sweeps, blood
pumping into it, twitching against Taehyung’s hand.

“Tae.”

Jeongguk whimpers, even louder when Taehyung finally gives his cock a firm grip. Jeongguk is
now staring at Taehyung’s hand lazily stroking him, feels himself grow harder with every slow
pump. So sensitive, just like a true Omega in heat. Taehyung is so good with his hands, so good at
playing with Jeongguk’s dick, paying attention to every part of Jeongguk, rubbing a finger back
and forth the slit before going down to cup Jeongguk’s balls, makes Jeongguk let out pleased
moans.

“Mm?” Taehyung kisses the exposed side of Jeongguk’s neck to distract him. Jeongguk looks up
to see the hazy look in Taehyung's eyes. “What do you want, baby?”

Jeongguk racks his brain for the answer. Honestly, at this point where he’s way too deep in his
heat, everything feels amazing to him. The heat makes him way more sensitive, way more
responsive to everything and the smallest touches could get him off. But now that Taehyung
mentions it, there is something in particular that he wants right now.

He wants Taehyung to slap his cock.

Now how to say this, Jeongguk wonders. Taehyung and Jeongguk have explored a number of
kinks together, some weirder than others. It has always been an easy process for both of them; no
judgments. If they end up not liking it then they would just laugh it off and move on, maybe
mention it in the near future as a joke. So he knows Taehyung won’t scrutinize him or anything,
not to mention that they’ve done this particular thing once in the past before, and it was in
Jeongguk’s List of Top 5 Mindblowing Orgasms (yes, he’s keeping track).

But Jeongguk is just… very insecure with his kinks. He blames it on the heat.

Well, fuck it. “I—” Jeongguk gulps. “Can you...” his fingers gingerly touch Taehyung’s,
struggling to find the words that are right at the tip of his tongue. It’s too humiliating, even the
thought is too much, so now he’s trying to convey it by guiding Taehyung’s hand against his
cock. A beat passes by, and he is starting to think that Taehyung doesn’t get it, and every second
feels agonizing to him, and great he is backing out again, so he blurts it out before he completely
loses his nerves.
“Hit my cock.”

Jeongguk says it in such a small, feeble voice, but he hopes that Taehyung hears him because he’s
not repeating himself. He opens his eyes that are previously shut to observe Taehyung’s reaction.
Taehyung’s eyes widen as his eyebrows shoot up, at a loss of words because that is unexpected.

For Jeongguk, that look means there goes his hope, right out of the window. He’s just about to tell
Taehyung to forget it when Taehyung suddenly swipes his thumb across Jeongguk’s cockhead,
making him let out a small gasp.

“Want Daddy to hit your cock, huh?” Taehyung breathes, dazed by how arousing the request is.
Jeongguk averts his gaze, and that’s all the confirmation Taehyung needs. “C’mere. Sit on my
lap,” Taehyung orders, breathless and dizzy with lust as he helps Jeongguk get up on his knees.

When Jeongguk is already in position, he looks back, lips caught between his teeth and eyes
looking unsure.

“Daddy,” he calls out softly. “D’you want me t-to sit on your cock?”

Taehyung has to take a deep breath before answering. “Oh, fuck yes.” He gladly takes up on the
offer, then helps Jeongguk sink down on his cock slowly, holding the soft skin of his hips, fingers
spreading his cheeks before dragging him down.

“Oh,” Jeongguk whines the second Taehyung’s length is fully inside of him, squirming from how
stretched out he feels, even after all this time. “O-oh, fuck, Daddy I—” he thrashes on top of
Taehyung, mewling in pleasure before eventually giving up on words and letting his whimpers tell
how much he is enjoying this.

“Shh, shh, it’s okay, angel.” Taehyung places soothing touches all over Jeongguk’s trembling
body, helps Jeongguk adjust to the position while trying hard not to buck up himself.

“So good, Daddy,” Jeongguk pants out when he has adjusted enough, Taehyung’s cock fitting
comfortably inside of him. “I-ah, just—so good.”

“You too, pup.” Taehyung presses his lips against Jeongguk’s upper back, rubbing his stomach
when he hears Jeongguk choke on a sob. “Still so tight around me. Feels amazing inside of you.”

“Daddy,” Jeongguk whimpers, but then it melts into a beautiful moan as Taehyung decides to
tease him by bucking his hips, shifting his cock inside Jeongguk and nudge his prostate dead on.
His head thumps against the headboard, thick thighs spread wide on top of Taehyung’s. “Please.”

“Beg for it, baby,” Taehyung whispers as he moves slowly, hips going back and forth, at the
perfect pace short of just enough to get Jeongguk off. “Use your words. Say it and Daddy will
make you feel good.”

“Daddy,” Jeongguk tries to look as pitiful as possible, tries to make Taehyung give in. It’s not that
much acting, his eyes already big and teary and his cheeks already red from the start. What’s hard
is thinking, thinking when Taehyung is moving his dick inside of him, so slow it’s almost like
torture. “Please, please hurt my l-little cock. Please slap my cock.”

“Good boy,” Taehyung groans, Jeongguk’s words going straight to his cock. He gives in at last,
his hand stroking on Jeongguk’s dick. Then he’s gripping it at the base, raising his hand and
finally letting it fall down with a harsh, ringing slap.

Jeongguk immediately jolts upright at that, bristling at the pain, and the way Jeongguk cries, God,
he sounds so wrecked, so pretty, provokes the urge inside Taehyung to make it hurt more.
Taehyung doesn’t know anyone who wants to have their little cock slapped as a reward, but here
his little Omega is, buzzing with underlying excitement as he waits to have his cock slapped.

Taehyung positions his hand, this time aiming at the head, and when his palm lands on
Jeongguk’s tip, Jeongguk so loud his voice cracks.

“Nnh—ah.” It’s so good that Jeongguk couldn’t control the spurt of precum that leaks out of his
slit, whining as it rolls down his shaft down to his balls. Some of it even got caught on
Taehyung’s palm, who this time settles on rubbing Jeongguk’s flank, neglecting his cock.

“S’-s’good,” Jeongguk lets out, delirious. “But w—why did D-Daddy stop?” He whines
childishly, bouncing a little to (hopefully) work Taehyung up, but what he gets is a reprimanding
squeeze on his sides.

“I wanna try something else first, baby.” Taehyung answers finally, grin wicked and dread settles
deep in Jeongguk’s tummy. Fuck. He will not like this.

(Except that’s where he’s wrong, because he always likes whatever Taehyung has in store for
him.)

As soon as the words leave Taehyung's mouth, Jeongguk looks so crestfallen, disbelief painting
over his pretty features.

“But—but I begged for it already,” Jeongguk stutters, tries to bargain. He has almost never had
anything denied from him once he begs, because that’s just how it is, Taehyung is very lenient and
Jeongguk likes to use it against him. That’s how things work in both their daily and very healthy
sexual life.

“I know, baby,” Taehyung coos. “But just trust me, yeah? I’m gonna make you come real good,
okay?”

Jeongguk squirms in protest, not quite believing what Taehyung just said, because there’s nothing
else he wants more than to have his cock slapped right now. He shows his dislike by squirming
around like a petulant child, lips jutting out in a pout.

“Jeongguk,” Taehyung warns, using his low voice that always has Jeongguk obeying
immediately. “Stop thrashing around. You don’t want Daddy to put handcuffs on you, do you?”

“Suh-Sorry,” Jeongguk sniffs. Anything but the handcuffs; he wants to be able to hold Taehyung,
without any restraints. “Not the h-handcuffs, please, Ggukie will be good.”

“Good. Or else Daddy won’t fuck you, yeah? Let you go through the rest of your heat all alone,
humping the bed or stroking yourself while Daddy just watches?”

Jeongguk couldn’t even imagine doing that. He shakes his head in disapproval.

“Okay. Now face the other side.” Taehyung pats Jeongguk’s ass as he gets up. “Go.”

The plan is really simple; get Jeongguk to warm Taehyung’s cock as Taehyung plays with the
head of his dick until it gets him squirting.

Yeah. Squirting. Jeongguk has done it several times before. When they first played around with it
Taehyung came just from the sight of a debauched Jeongguk leaking clear precum everywhere,
overwhelmed and crying for Taehyung. Now Jeongguk can easily do it with just the littlest
stimulation to his cockhead, and from that moment on squirting became one of their favorite things
to do, especially when Taehyung makes him come afterwards, because it gets him all sated and
floaty, dick spent and something about it makes the good kind of humiliation burn through
Jeongguk.

“T-Tae?”

Taehyung is brought back to the moment, looking up to a waiting Jeongguk sitting patiently on his
lap, on his cock.

“Hey,” he breathes out, holding Jeongguk steady on the waist while staring back at Jeongguk, his
other hand inching from Jeongguk’s plush thighs to his perineum and rubbing soothing circles
there. Jeongguk writhes from the heavenly stimulation.

“Daddy wants to get you dripping all messily first.”

That gave it all away. Taehyung can tell that Jeongguk is throbbing with excitement, notices the
carnal want in his eyes, such a sight with his pupils blown out and jaw hanging. When Taehyung
surges in for a kiss is also when he trails a finger up to Jeongguk’s frenulum, circling the skin until
Jeongguk is panting into his lips.

“Tae… Oh, God.” Jeongguk’s body seizes up when Taehyung flattens the tips of his fingers to
rub it across Jeongguk’s head, watches it get more and more flushed the longer Taehyung plays
with it. “More.” Jeongguk tries his best to chase Taehyung’s hand, bucking his hips up in a
desperate attempt to get more, bouncing and whining on Taehyung’s lap.

“Poor baby.” Taehyung snickers, pinches Jeongguk's tip gently to see him choke up on a tear. A
little bit of pain is always a yes for Jeongguk. Always. Taehyung focuses more on the head,
Jeongguk’s pretty head, the shade of dusty maroon, clear precum dribbling steadily until it’s ready
to burst. The moans Jeongguk let out is enough confirmation, but Taehyung still asks. “Good?
Feels good when Daddy pinches here?”

“Mm,” Jeongguk nods, staring teary-eyed at the way Taehyung applies the right amount of
pressure between his fingertips, making sure it’s not too much. Taehyung hums, pleased with the
state he has managed to get Jeongguk in, submissive and accepting to whatever Taehyung does to
him. He then moves to press hard on Jeongguk’s slit with circling motions, wetting his finger from
how much Jeongguk leaks. “What if Daddy presses here?

“A-ah, nnh, yes.” Jeongguk unconsciously squirms, but this time Taehyung lets him. “Ggukie’s
sensitive there too.”

“But you’re sensitive everywhere, aren’t you?” Taehyung laughs before covering a fist over
Jeongguk’s head, cooing at the sight. “You’re so small, baby, look; Daddy can almost cover your
dick with his hand.”

Jeongguk whimpers at that, so cute to Taehyung’s eyes that he just has to drop a kiss on
Jeongguk’s cheek. “Do you want more?”

“Mm.” Jeongguk pleads, hips unconsciously rotating in slow circles, nudging Taehyung’s
throbbing length inside of him. It’s his body’s natural instinct, can’t keep still when a cock is being
forced into his asshole.

“You know what to do.”

Taehyung is right; Jeongguk does have a vague idea. But there’s no way he’s saying it out loud
even when the words are already at the tip of his heavy tongue, ready to tumble out. It’s too
embarrassing, too shameful—but all the thoughts disappear anyway when Taehyung presses a
thumb against his slit.

“F—fuck,” is what Jeongguk says instead, quivering and ready to snap in a mess of his own
precum. Jeongguk knows. He knows what Taehyung wants; wants to see his baby boy thrust into
nothing and when Taehyung teases his tip just right, he would squirt all over himself.

Jeongguk wants that too; wants that more than anything. Wants to feel good, knows that he would
feel good if he just does what Taehyung want him to, but most of all he wants to be good for
Taehyung, obey him and submit, relent and just let go.

“So are you gonna speak up or not?” Taehyung hums, voice dragging Jeongguk back to reality.
Taehyung flattens his soaked palm and drag it across Jeongguk’s cockhead, the curve of his palm
fitting perfectly against Jeongguk’s bulbous head before his fingers graze the very tip of
Jeongguk’s head, and Taehyung feels Jeongguk’s precum gushing out hotly from the action. “Or
is my baby too dumb to even speak now, hm?”

“O-oh, oh, please, Daddy—’m not—”

Taehyung works his palm harder when Jeongguk tears up from humiliation, his breath coming out
short and punched out, already worked up into a teary mess and they both feel Jeongguk’s build
up coming, his precum ready to spray everywhere. He sounds damn near to doing just that.

“D—Daddy.”

Taehyung can hear Jeongguk pleading so brokenly but he decides to just listen to him, grinning
inwardly at Jeongguk’s expression, so delirious and deep in pleasure, but still with sheer
concentration in trying to squirt quickly (or not, Taehyung can’t tell whether he’s in an obedient or
bratty mood) and just get this over and done with.

So Taehyung just rubs, keeps on rubbing and circling Jeongguk’s head with the tips of all of his
fingers at once, the flushed tip almost the same color as Jeongguk's sweaty face. The circling
motions have proven to be the fastest to get Jeongguk to unravel, and Taehyung knows Jeongguk
will come any minute now.

“Tae—mmh, fuck, I’m—ah,” Jeongguk gasps, feels tingly all over like he’s ready to burst, even
more when Taehyung creates a tight ring with his thumb and pointer finger for Jeongguk to fuck
the head of his cock into, removing his hand altogether when Jeongguk so much as tries to fit his
shaft into the hole. Taehyung could hardly last by looking at Jeongguk, what with Jeongguk still
hanging off his cock, trying hard to hump the air.

“Are you gonna squirt now, baby?” Taehyung hisses, arm flexing to stroke Jeongguk's tip faster.
“Huh? Be a good baby and squirt for me?”

With a particularly hard swipe against his slit Jeongguk can’t take it anymore, warning only
halfway out his lips when suddenly he shudders, his precum spurting out in a steady, heavy leak
and wetting everything; his own rosy cock and Taehyung’s hand and their bed, accompanied by
Jeongguk's mortified cry. Taehyung coos Jeongguk through it, angling Jeongguk’s cock so the
fluid doesn’t get too messy as the gush gets heavier and he groans in Jeongguk’s ears because that
is a view, how pathetic Jeongguk looks, so submissive and trusting in Taehyung to take care of
him.

“You’re so good at this, huh? So fucking good at squirting like a little girl.”

Jeongguk cries harder at this, fuck, whenever they do this it’s always too much; too much precum
and too much going on through his taut body and his mind races miles by each passing second.
He feels his cock leak more, as if the flow won’t stop, and Taehyung’s hold on his cock is
unforgivingly tight.

“Oh, mnn—ngh, I-I, fuck.” Through his clouded vision Jeongguk sees the mess he’s created, the
dark spots in which his precum has soaked through the mattress, the slick sounds created
whenever he bucks his hips up. He’s so, so messy.

Soon he feels the urge dying down, the trickling slowing down almost to a stop and he’s able to
breathe before Taehyung assaults the tip of his cock again.

“More,” Taehyung all but growls out, greedy. “Be good and squirt more for me, angel.”
Taehyung is demanding, rubbing the tight skin underneath his cock head, all wet and sensitive,
trying to get Jeongguk to relieve himself again.

And Jeongguk just submits.

“That’s it,” Taehyung groans in satisfaction when the steady stream starts to pick up again.
“That’s it—fuck, go on, baby, look at you squirt like the naughty girl you are.”

That just made Jeongguk squirt even harder, gasping as he can’t control the fluid coming out. He’s
so adorable, Taehyung thinks, squirming as if it would stop the heavy gush of his liquid, hides and
moans into Taehyung’s hair as his small cock sprays clear precum everywhere, eyes fluttering
close and open from pleasure, eyelashes damp from tears.

Soon Jeongguk is sure he has milked himself dry, and Taehyung seems to notice it too, as he
finally lets go of Jeongguk’s dick, lets it falls limply against Jeongguk’s thick thigh. The Omega
breathes out harshly and heavily, feeling his entire body turn lax, slumping down against
Taehyung’s side.

“Tae,” Jeongguk whines, inviting Taehyung to pet him so he would calm down. When the
familiar feeling of Taehyung’s hand caresses him, Jeongguk groans, both from the satisfaction of
the contact and feeling all the stickiness around him. It’s so dirty, but still—“S-so good.”

“Yeah?” Taehyung drops a kiss to his tear-stained cheeks. “Creamed so much out of your pussy
like a messy slut, huh?”

“Tae, Jesus,” Jeongguk whines, squirming and still impaled on Taehyung’s dick. “I’m gonna get
fucking hard again.”

“Maybe I want that,” Taehyung admits as he laughs, and he moves closer to press his cheek
against Jeongguk’s chest, warm against cold. “Wanna have you come until it’s too much, wanna
see you covered in your mess. Exactly like what you just did.”

Jeongguk shudders under the scrutinizing gaze, and Taehyung continues on. “You’ve been bad,
haven’t you?” he chuckles. “Squirting all over Daddy’s bed like that—should I punish you,
baby?”

“A-nhh, ah!” Jeongguk screams and cries when Taehyung’s hand is suddenly stroking his cock
again, trying to get him fully hard. “N-no, you shouldn’t.”

“And why is that?”

“W-was good,” Jeongguk tries. “Ggukie squirted when Daddy asked him to, Ggukie deserves a
reward i-instead.”

Taehyung raises an eyebrow, but figures he would give Jeongguk what he wants just because of
his boldness. Yeah, Taehyung is that whipped.

“What do you want?”

“Slap my cock,” Jeongguk blurts out at last, modesty thrown out of the window. It’s hard to think
outside of the big hand expertly handling his dick. “Slap my cock, please, just—my cock, s-slap
it.”

“So cute,” Taehyung can’t help but to break into a smile, satisfied at how shameless Jeongguk has
finally become. “How many do you want?”

It takes a second for the question to register inside Jeongguk’s head. “Nnh, I-u, u-until I come?”
his answer ends up like a question instead, because he’s unsure himself if he could come from
having his cock slapped. “Can Ggukie have that?”

“Only if you promise to look pretty while you come for Daddy, okay?”

“Y-yeah, yeah, of course, Daddy.”

“Good boy,” Taehyung smiles, feels his fondness grow impossibly bigger for the boy currently on
his lap, but he fights the cooing down. “Count your slappings out loud, yeah?” His hand comes up
front to collect the slick that has gathered up around Jeongguk’s balls, swirls the mess around until
it coats and drips off his fingers before massaging it up Jeongguk’s length, covering Jeongguk in
his own mess. Taehyung plays with the sensitive head, rubbing the slick around, mixing it with
Jeongguk’s precum.

“L-Like when Daddy spanks me?” Jeongguk stutters on his words as Taehyung digs his thumb
into Jeongguk’s slit, making Jeongguk flinch and let out a distressed cry. He already sounds so
delirious, and it’s doing wonders to Taehyung’s dick, how he has been reduced to this state of
delirium and wild excitement from his heat.

“Like when Daddy spanks you,” Taehyung confirms, hands already lifting up and signing
Jeongguk at what’s to come. “Ready?”

“Rea—ahh!”

The first slap throws Jeongguk completely off guard, Taehyung’s palm coming in contact with his
shaft in a sudden, loud hit. Even through the pain, Jeongguk’s hips still try to chase the feeling,
hips humping against nothing.

“Don’t forget your numbers, baby.” Taehyung warns, pausing his slappings to remind Jeongguk
and he can feel Jeongguk seizes up against him.

“Y-yeah, one—one,” Jeongguk blurts out, impatient to get things going. Taehyung hums in
satisfaction, now settling with stroking Jeongguk’s cock.

“Look at how cute your small cock is,” Taehyung gives his next order and Jeongguk opens his
eyes to see clear precum dripping down the side of his cock, dazzlingly slow. “Useless little cock,
can only twitch pathetically as I slap it, huh?”

“Yes, Ta—ahh!” Jeongguk was just about to answer, but he jerks as another hard, hard slap hits
him without warning, body going tense before he goes limp, cock jerking in Taehyung’s tight
grip. His cock sways heavily before Taehyung’s hand goes to steady it, fingers pressing against
the pulsing vein on the underside while he’s at it, palm cool against his length. “Mnnh—t-two,
two, Daddy.”
Taehyung is mean, so mean with his slaps, alternating between fast and slow, waiting until
Jeongguk least expects it to slap him, as well as landing hits upon hits upon hits at a time while
Jeongguk screams and cries out three, f-four, five.

With each slap, Jeongguk’s hole clenches tight, massaging Taehyung’s cock in him. Taehyung
groaning and moaning from underneath him just confirms that he’s doing good, being such a good
boy in pleasing Taehyung and that makes something warm and nice bloom inside of him; he
wants to please Taehyung the way Taehyung pleases him.

“That’s my good boy. Does it hurt, pup?” Taehyung coos, stopping to splay his palms against
Jeongguk’s thick thighs instead, squeezing the meat, Jeongguk bristling with unsatisfied need.
Taehyung really is the best at teasing, but that also makes him the worst according to Jeongguk, as
Taehyung decides to stop the ministrations when Jeongguk craves for it the most.

“It hurts,” Jeongguk shudders, wails right into Taehyung’s ear as Taehyung flicks his cock. It’s
the kind of hurt that keeps him coming back for more, though, makes him moan and whine for it.
Sooner or later he will definitely lose his voice; he sounds so close to it already.

Hearing that, Taehyung is worried that he had gone too far for a second. Maybe he should go
slower, could possibly have to even stop, but then—

”Feels so nice, Tae. Please hit me harder.”

“Oh,” Taehyung groans. “You fucking pain slut.”

The words were accompanied with the hardest slap to Jeongguk’s dick yet, and Jeongguk chokes
on a gasp because fuck, that hurts, just like what he wanted, and it makes his cock throbs harder.
He stutters out an unfinished six because Taehyung is already giving him the next slaps
mercilessly, a series of sharp, ringing hits to his dick.

“Aah! Da—fuck, fuck, hurts,”

“You like that?” Taehyung taunts when he hears Jeongguk wail in pain, only serving to make his
cock drip more. “Feels good when Daddy hits your small cock?”

“Yeah-God, tw-twelve!” Jeongguk cries, cock twitching with need, veins throbbing and pain from
his cock turning into a full-body shiver. Despite the sting and tears collecting on his eyes he still
really likes the feeling, how he’s seated on Taehyung’s cock, unable to get away from the pain
and the pleasure. If he wasn’t so bloated with come he would be able to see Taehyung’s thick
length bulging his flat stomach. “Please, need you to make it hurt more.”

“Keep on counting, baby.”

That’s the only sign Taehyung gives away before Jeongguk gets his next slap, this one hurts just
as good, makes Jeongguk moan like a slut just the same. He’s ready for the fourteenth slap, but
this time what he gets are soft strokes on his cock, slow and far from enough for Jeongguk.

That’s when he gets what game Taehyung is playing; how Taehyung keeps on alternating
between slapping and stroking on Jeongguk’s cock, waiting until Jeongguk is high strung and
ready to burst before he’s stripping it away from Jeongguk.

It’s the most effective way of slowly driving Jeongguk mad; having his little dick tortured before
Taehyung is soothing it with gentle touches, his impending orgasm dying down every time.

“God damn,” Taehyung whistles. “Look at that, baby. Look at how red and pretty your cock is.
Should we stop right now?” Taehyung teases as he weighs Jeongguk's cock on his palm,
alternating between his left and right hand. Jeongguk’s cock looks even smaller in his hand, the
size difference making more blood stir to Taehyung’s cock

“No, no,” Jeongguk pouts, panic bleeding into his voice. “Keep going, Daddy. N-need it, Ggukie
needs Daddy to make it feel good—please?”

Taehyung indulges him, gropes a little lower to massage Jeongguk’s heavy balls, taking advantage
at how exposed Jeongguk is in this position, helpless on Taehyung’s lap and his little cunt open
for Taehyung to toy with.

“Look at you,” Taehyung sighs, looking at Jeongguk’s blissed out expression. “Getting your little
dick rubbed just like a prince. You just want Daddy to keep touching your cock, huh?”

“Yes,” Jeongguk hums and Taehyung waits until Jeongguk thought he’s off the hook, body
relaxing and heaving a heavy sigh, before he raises his hand up high and landing it on Jeongguk’s
red, red cock.

“Aah!” Jeongguk’s eyes shot open, the sudden pain making his back arch as tingles crawl all over
his body. “Daddy—o-oh God,” he sobs, abs clenching hard and thighs quivering from the force of
the slap, but despite everything he still tries to be good, still stutters out a little sixteen through the
pain. Taehyung seems to like it, as he moves to palm at Jeongguk’s slick, wet head.

“That’s a good boy,” Taehyung whispers. “That’s my good boy. Taking his slaps so well, making
Daddy so proud huh?”

Jeongguk always gets as delirious from praise as he does from degradation, and hearing those
sweet words from Taehyung just makes him feel warm, something heavy filling up his chest in the
best possible way. He thinks he whispers out a thank you to Taehyung, but it must be drowned
out by the next series of slap, all cruel and jarring.

Every hit always makes Jeongguk’s hips unconsciously grind in an attempt to relieve himself, and
it’s only now does Taehyung have the time to appreciate the mess Jeongguk is, tears clumping his
eyelashes and cum on every visible patch of skin, jaw dropped and mouth gaping for air with
drool leaking out. He’s the prettiest like this, like Taehyung’s cum dump, like Taehyung’s lovely
Omega.

The rest is a blur, slaps after slaps coming in quick succession, leaving Jeongguk feeling all fuzzy
and drooly, his cock spurting out precum all the while.

“Oh Da—Tae,” Jeongguk whines after he feels coherent enough to do so, doesn’t even bother to
count anymore because he’s no longer keeping track. Maybe he’s at twenty one right now, who
knows, it’s just so good beyond words that Jeongguk’s brain short circuited.

“I’m—ah! Gonna—” another slap, “—gonna c-come, nnh—I w-wanna come,” Jeongguk sobs.
That earns him another slap, and that’s what does it, Jeongguk finally bursts, gasping out for his
Daddy as he feels the cum spurting from his cock, finally coming after having to endure all that
slapping.

Through his ringing ears he can hear Taehyung cooing at him, telling him that he’s being good,
being the best. Jeongguk has a fixed grip around Taehyung’s neck all the while, moaning as
Taehyung jerks him off through his orgasm, tugging and pulling hard at his little cock.

“Fuck, baby,” Taehyung grits out, starting to pump his hips up and finally fucking Jeongguk in
earnest, jostling the crying boy on his lap who’s still leaking heavy from his flushed cock. “Fuck
—you feel so good, tightest little Omega I've ever fucked—had to stop myself from fucking you
stupid earlier on,” he pants, his grip on Jeongguk’s hips unforgivingly vice, thrusting into
Jeongguk’s tight, velvety hole with a coiling in his stomach that threatens to unravel soon.

“Daddy,” Jeongguk whines to alert Taehyung, words mixing in with blubbers and wails as he
tries to wipe away his tear, his whole face flushed a pretty red. It’s so endearing how he cries from
the overwhelming pleasure.

“Too much?” Taehyung asks.

“No, just—ah.” Jeongguk’s head lolls to hit the wall, lethargy seeping inside him. “Come in me,
Daddy. Need everyone to know that I’m y-yours, mark me up with your cum, please.”

“Jeongguk, shit—” Taehyung just cuts off whatever he has to say in favor of ramming into
Jeongguk faster, deeper just like how his baby boy likes it, bouncing a fucked-out, messy
Jeongguk on top of him. Jeongguk’s hole clenches so desperately through every thrust, his body
accustomed to pleasing Taehyung.

“Da—daddy, daddy, oh—Ggu—feels good-nnh.” Jeongguk is an incoherent mess at this point.

God, it really feels heavenly, being fucked like this until he can’t keep the pleased moans out of
his mouth, whimpering for Taehyung that it’s so good, keep going, please, please, please.

“Shh, baby, shh,” Taehyung coos at Jeongguk. He lifts his cum-soaked fingers into Jeongguk’s
waiting mouth, immediately silencing the cries coming out of Jeongguk’s crimson-bit lips.
Jeongguk’s lips close around the digits like second nature with only a whine, Taehyung reassuring
words helping him continue to breathe heavily through his nose before he licks Taehyung’s hand
clean from his own mess.

“It’s okay, Daddy’s got you,” Taehyung lets Jeongguk suck on his fingers some more before he
pulls out his hand, cradling Jeongguk’s face. “I got you, baby. You’re fine.”

“Daddy, no,” Jeongguk trembles from the movement beneath him. “‘m not, mmnh, it’s too-it’s too
much for Ggukie!”

“Poor baby. It's too good, huh? Too much for my sensitive baby?” Taehyung coddles him, lets
Jeongguk cry on his lap while his thrusts grow more and more desperate. It takes some time to
calm down a hysterical Jeongguk, before he finally takes the fucking with silent sobs. “Hang in
there, yeah? Daddy’s gonna come.”

“Yeah,” Jeongguk gasps. “Please come, Daddy, come in Ggukie.”

Taehyung groans out. “Fuck—you feel so good, I’m coming soon.” His grip on Jeongguk is hard,
matching with his thrusts. His cock keeps on throbbing with the deep need to mark up his mate
with his seed.

“Please,” Jeongguk rasps out, keening in overstimulation, voice so small as if Taehyung would
deny him of his wishes. “Wanna feel your cum in me.”

A few more deep thrusts combined with Jeongguk’s words finally pushes Taehyung over the
edge. Taehyung comes hard, right into Jeongguk’s tight hole, growling out loud and drowning
Jeongguk’s fucked-out cries. His hips thrust up mindlessly, pushing himself to spill more and
more. Jeongguk shudders, feels his arousal piqued once more the second he feels the thick cum
gushing into him, keeps on coming and it's wet and dirty and Jeongguk can’t get enough.

Taehyung won’t stop—can’t stop—until he feels like he would break if he continues fucking into
Jeongguk, circling his hips for the last time to come down from his high. As he comes down to a
stop, so do Jeongguk’s pleased moans, until for a second, only the mingled sounds of their
breathing can be heard, awfully loud and dizzying.

“Oh, God—” Jeongguk finally speaks up. He tries to shift, but the loud squelching stops him from
doing so, afraid that he will just leak cum again. “So fucking nice-ah, Daddy, s-so much cum.”

“Sorry, honey,” Taehyung answers after catching a few more deep breaths. He then moves to kiss
the top of Jeongguk’s arm, movements careful as to not startle Jeongguk. “Want me to pull out?”

“N-no, not now,” Jeongguk denies quickly, gripping Taehyung’s hand to stop him from moving.
“I—fuck, ah—God, you filled me up to the fucking brim—don’t want any to leak out.”

Taehyung huffs, slumping back against the headboard. Any sort of resistance would just end up
futile now, it seems.

“You seem to like it. A lot.” Taehyung decides to just settle in, leaning further onto the hard,
sturdy wood. “Having my cum in you.”

“Duh,” Jeongguk rolls his eyes. “It’s not really new information, is it? I literally feel like having
another orgasm whenever you come inside me. Every single time.”

“Doesn’t change the fact that it’s hot as fuck,” Taehyung shrugs, fighting off the grin that
threatens to break out on his face. “Cum slut.”

“Hey,” Jeongguk flushes, before batting a hand on Taehyung’s chest. “Shut up.”

Taehyung laughs, before letting the silence fall between them once more. Taking advantage of the
clarity of the moment Taehyung decides to drink in the sight of Jeongguk, limp on top of
Taehyung. He looks pretty, painted all over with slick and cum, his eyes droopy from the constant
pleasure he has been getting these past few days. He looks tired, too, every time he sleeps it’s
restless because he would get unbearably horny in an hour or two, spending the rest of the day
playing with a vibrator or waking Taehyung up for cock.

It’s one of the most excruciating sights to witness, so Taehyung is determined to make it easier for
his mate. He kisses Jeongguk’s cheek before patting him on the side of his thigh. “Get up. I’m
getting sore.”

Jeongguk whines in displeasure but does it anyway, getting up on quivering knees before
immediately slumping to the side. The cum inside of him immediately drips slowly down the back
of his toned thighs and Jeongguk whines.

“Don’t get all fussy, bun,” Taehyung crawls towards Jeongguk, fixing the Omega’s position so
he’s no longer on his side and instead facing Taehyung, big eyes peering up. “I can just fill you up
with more later, right?”

He moves down to nuzzle his nose on Jeongguk’s neck, scenting the deep smell emanating from
Jeongguk just like a predator fixing its prey. Then Taehyung is darkening the hickeys he have left
all over the otherwise unmarred skin, especially the one on his mate mark, until it turns a deep
purple.

“Tae,” Jeongguk gasps. He has no idea how his neck looks right now but he knows he is properly
marked, what with Taehyung’s fixation with biting his baby everywhere. “Tae, oh.”

“Mm?” Taehyung pulls back. “What is it, baby? Tell me.”

Jeongguk opens his mouth to answer, but what comes out is just another pitiful moan as Taehyung
surges in to attack his neck once more, licking wet stripes before sucking another bruising love
bite onto his red skin.

“Tae-ahn, please,” Jeongguk whimpers, feels his skin burn where Taehyung has latched his
mouth on, the best kind of heat running underneath his skin. He really can’t help how sensitive he
is there, and he certainly can’t help with how good Taehyung makes all of it feel. The marks are
the best part of it all, though. He absolutely loves seeing himself in the mirror, littered with
Taehyung’s love bites all over.

But right when it feels so good, Taehyung immediately stops.

“Wh-” Jeongguk opens his eyes, looking down at Taehyung. “No, don’t stop, Daddy, why?”

With one last kiss, Taehyung answers briskly. “If you don’t wanna answer me then I’ll stop.”

“No, no. I’ll be good, ‘m gonna be really good, sorry,” Jeongguk whimpers, bares his neck even
further, giving Taehyung more room to work with. “P-please-ah.”

Jeongguk shivers when Taehyung relents and goes back to marking him up. “D-Daddy,” he calls
with a whine, remembering his own promise to just say what he wants. It’s hard, so hard to
concentrate with Taehyung’s loud kisses distracting him, but he manages at last. ”Wan-wanna get
my cock sucked, Daddy.”

Taehyung snickers. Finally.

But it wouldn’t hurt to tease the desperate baby a little bit more. The more Taehyung edges him,
the better his orgasms get. They both know this. So Taehyung pretends he doesn’t hear, hides his
smirk on the kisses he places on Jeongguk’s skin.

“Tae, come ooon,” Jeongguk whines, seeing Taehyung ignores him. He thinks that the more he
drags his sentence out, the more Taehyung would give in. “Don’t be a jerk.”

“You could be nicer about it,” Taehyung hums as he nibbles along Jeongguk’s protruding
collarbones, peppering little kisses in the mix. Jeongguk exposes his neck more for Taehyung to
litter with bruises, and with his head tucked between Jeongguk’s head and shoulders he fills the
empty space perfectly, their bodies as if meant for each other. “Right?”

Jeongguk sighs, and immediately shuts up when that earns him a bite on his neck. “Can I get my
cock sucked, please, Daddy?” He tries again, this time rolling his eyes only because Taehyung
can't see it. “It stings.”

“That's more like it,” Taehyung laughs. With one lingering kiss to the spot above Jeongguk’s mate
mark Taehyung rolls around until he’s kneeling in between Jeongguk's spread thighs, gently
prying Jeongguk’s legs further apart while Jeongguk just watches.

“You’re so pretty,” Taehyung smiles at Jeongguk before leaning into the space between
Jeongguk’s legs. “So soft and pretty.”

Jeongguk blushes at this, but it goes unnoticed by Taehyung as he takes the time to kiss and nose
around the sensitive skin around Jeongguk’s groin, rubbing his cheek against the soft skin and
humming satisfiedly at how clean Jeongguk is down there.

“Hurry,” Jeongguk whines when Taehyung is taking too long down there doing nothing, and he
is already pulling at Taehyung’s scalp, whole body tingling with the promise of getting to come,
but Taehyung sure is taking his sweet damn time now and Jeongguk isn’t having any of it.
“Hurry, hurry.”
“Okay, okay baby,” Taehyung laughs, the hand that has been steadily rubbing Jeongguk’s thigh is
now squeezing the flesh roughly. “Couldn't even appreciate how pretty you are before you start
getting noisy.”

Jeongguk scoffs at that. He’s not noisy, alright. He just has more pressing, important needs right
now. Such as his heat. His fucking heat that doesn’t seem to want to go away no matter how
many times Taehyung sticks his cock inside of him.

But what matters now is that Taehyung has finally engulfed the head of Jeongguk’s cock in his
mouth, swallowing the length in one go, which isn’t a hard task considering Jeongguk’s size.
Taehyung goes down to the base of Jeongguk’s dick before he pulls back up slowly, lets
Jeongguk moan and feel the tightness of his mouth, until he pops Jeongguk’s length out of his
mouth entirely.

“Feel good?”

Jeongguk can only answer with a moan as Taehyung decides to put his magical hands to use,
slow and relaxed while Jeongguk is anything but.

“Good,” Jeongguk grits out, careful so that his answer won’t come out as a series of garbled
moans. Taehyung hums, staring at Jeongguk with a glint that undoubtedly says he’s going to turn
Jeongguk into a blubbering mess.

Jeongguk shivers under the scrutinizing gaze, and even more when suddenly Taehyung tilts
Jeongguk’s dick towards his mouth and licks around Jeongguk’s messy tip. The cold ball of
Taehyung’s piercing nudges around Jeongguk’s frenulum, pushing against the tight skin, nudging
with purpose.

“Oh, fuck-” Jeongguk immediately melts into the mattress once the velvety heat of Taehyung’s
mouth gets on his oversensitive cock, eyes fluttering closed from how relaxing the pleasure is.
Then, Jeongguk brings a thumb to his lips, tracing his bottom lip before sucking on it completely;
something he always unconsciously does when the ecstasy clouds his mind.

“O-oh yeah, oh yeah, that’s it,” Jeongguk whines out around his finger, trying his best to not bite
down hard on it like Taehyung always reminds him not to. Taehyung, as much as he won’t admit
later on, keens at the praise, head bobbing to take more of Jeongguk inside his throat.

Jeongguk keeps on trying to thrust up into Taehyung’s mouth, forcing his cock deeper by tugging
on Taehyung’s hair until his scalp tingles with one hand, pulling more choked out, incoherent
moans from Taehyung, while his other hand trails down to his nipple.

“Better?” Taehyung pulls off with a slick sound to take a better look at Jeongguk’s sated face, the
scrunch on his eyebrows and the way he bites his lips, but it’s still not enough to contain the
whimper he lets out when Taehyung decides to drag a long lick from Jeongguk’s balls to his very
tip. It shouldn’t be this adorable, how Jeongguk sucks on his thumb as Taehyung sucks his cock,
his free hand resting against his swollen tummy, twitching every so often from the shocks of
arousal.

“S-so much.” Jeongguk pops the finger out of his mouth to answer properly. Taehyung lets out a
pleased sound before he gets back to work, while Jeongguk is already twisting and rolling his hard
nipple.Taehyung starts by taking one of Jeongguk’s balls into his mouth, making Jeongguk
immediately groans. Taehyung continues rolling and nudging it against the stud on his tongue,
making Jeongguk pinch his nipple in process.

It feels almost too much for Jeongguk, feels so warm, his cock cradled gently inside Taehyung’s
mouth. Messy, too, so messy and wet that when Taehyung pulls out his spit dribbles from
Jeongguk’s balls to his hole, mixing with Jeongguk’s slick that won’t stop leaking out. Taehyung
groans at the sight.

“I thought your hole couldn’t get any wetter, baby,” Taehyung marvels as his sentence makes
Jeongguk’s hole clench, in turn making more of his pungent slick gushing out when he
unclenches. “Turns out I was wrong, huh? You’re fucking soaking, look,” Taehyung crowds him
again, fingers resting just below Jeongguk’s hole to catch the clear liquid. Jeongguk’s breath
grows short from the slightest touches near his sweet spot, and he whimpers when Taehyung
shows his slick-coated fingers, glistening under the light.

“Gushing with so much slick huh? What’s all that for, baby?” Taehyung sneers. “To get you all
sloppy so you can just take cock anytime your greedy hole wants? For Daddy to just lap it all up
for you? Huh?” When Jeongguk can’t do anything but sob and shiver Taehyung pinches his
upper thigh. “Answer me.”

Jeongguk immediately curses when Taehyung’s command is accompanied by drenched fingers

thrusting into his waiting hole, rubbing his walls gently but it still has his back arching so high it
could break, before he sinks back down onto the mattress with a loud thud.

“Ahh-nh, p-please-” Jeongguk tries to get it out, to beg clearer. “P-put your lips on me, please, ah,
please, lick my c-cunt.” Jeongguk finally relents, his pleas coming out in harsh moans and
punched out breaths.

“Good baby boy,” Taehyung praised, satisfied, and without needing to be told twice, his lips
immediately join his fingers on Jeongguk’s sopping hole, even plunging his tongue in to get more
slick on his lips. From the wet slurping sounds Jeongguk can hear how deep Taehyung is
reaching, but more than anything he can feel it, feel Taehyung’s tongue move swiftly inside of
him, caressing his walls with expertise.

“Ah!” Jeongguk moans, feeling Taehyung pull back and sensing the familiar pair of thick lips
around his opening, just mouthing along as a form of teasing before he plunges back in to lick
Jeongguk’s excessive amount of slick. He does it again and again, and Jeongguk’s mind positively
short-circuited, pleasure swallowing him up whole.

For a while it’s just the sounds of Taehyung’s sloppy suckings and Jeongguk’s light moans, then
Jeongguk starts to shift in desperation, his body failing to stay still and Taehyung knows he’s
close.

“Don’t come yet.” Taehyung pulls out once again in favor of warning Jeongguk, and the Omega,
always so obedient, immediately stays still, though with a pitiful sob because he was just a second
away from coming and Taehyung just had to rob it away from it.

Jeongguk watches intently as Taehyung inches closer towards his dick, and up close Jeongguk
can see Taehyung positively slobbering from eating Jeongguk out, his slick dribbling as far to
Taehyung’s chin and neck, wetting the tanned skin prettily.

“Gonna suck you off while I finger you, yeah? Make you come in my mouth like that,” Taehyung
tells him, so close Jeongguk can feel Taehyung’s breath on his skin. “You want that?”

Jeongguk would take everything and anything at this point so he nods, a little too enthusiastically
and cute that Taehyung chuckles before he’s got a hold on Jeongguk’s length once again.

“Okay.”
Right after that Taehyung drags his tongue from the base of Jeongguk’s cock to the very tip where
he won’t stop leaking, all in one broad stroke that has Jeongguk writhing, trying to shove his cock
further down Taehyung’s mouth. Jeongguk is so high strung already, like a tight band that’s ready
to snap at any given moment, and Taehyung’s mouth around his dick is what he needs to come all
over himself, his only source pleasure and relief.

“A-ah,” Jeongguk moans, his dick twitching and plumping inside Taehyung’s hot mouth.
Taehyung hums whenever Jeongguk would leak with more precum, his sensitive Omega
unravelling under just the simplest touches, whimpers when Taehyung sucks hard on his tip, sobs
when Taehyung dips his finger until it grazes his prostate.

Taehyung is really good at using his mouth and fingers, and combined with how well he knows
Jeongguk’s most vulnerable spots, the pleasure is so intense it clouds Jeongguk’s mind until he’s
babbling for more just like a dumb puppy.

“More? Is that what my little baby wants?”

Jeongguk whines when Taehyung pulls out in favor of speaking. He has not even realized that he
had been whining for it until Taehyung tells him, but in a second he gets what he wants anyway;
Taehyung’s lips completely enveloping his cock, bobbing in rhythm with the fingers stroking
Jeongguk’s swollen prostate.

“Gonna come,” Jeongguk exhales suddenly, closing his eyes to concentrate at the surge of
pleasure coursing through his lethargic body, trembling as he circles his own areola shyly with the
tip of his finger, before pressing down hard with the soft pads of his finger to bring himself closer
to his sweet release. Taehyung squeezes his hipbone in acknowledgement, and as if encouraging
Jeongguk he tightens his mouth around Jeongguk’s girth, going down deeper to get him over the
edge.

Then it happens before Jeongguk could even snap his eyes open, the familiar tingling he has
experienced continuously during his heat, his body curving off the bed instinctively when his
orgasm finally hits him, harsh and sudden, pathetic little moans ripping out of him. Taehyung
sucks him off through it, head jerking to lick Jeongguk off enthusiastically, his tongue adding to
the pleasure.

“Oh, oh God,” Jeongguk shudders when Taehyung pulls off, the cold air hitting his sensitive, wet
cock. Quickly, his whines caught by Taehyung’s kisses, the Alpha’s broad figure looming over
him and lips pressing adamantly against his. It’s a little bit all over the place, when Taehyung
ravages his lips like he wants to eat Jeongguk whole, and Jeongguk can taste is his own cum, but
it’s still nice.

“Yuck.” that’s the first thing Jeongguk says once Taehyung pulls off, his whole face scrunching
up in distaste.

“That’s your own cum,” Taehyung retorts with full on incredulity. “That’s why I keep telling you
to eat something other than McDonald’s and Gatorade.”

“Stop exposing me,” Jeongguk whines before pulling Taehyung to lie beside him so he can hide
in Taehyung’s chest. It seems like their routine during extreme heats like this is fucking their
brains out three or four times in a row before proceeding to kissing and cuddling sessions, and
what’s supposed to come next is sleeping until the next day.

Except that it doesn’t seem like the case this time, because Jeongguk’s hand, one that has been
mindlessly caressing Taehyung’s waist, steadily inches down before teasingly flitting over
Taehyung’s lower stomach, and eventually gripping Taehyung’s dick.
“Jeongguk,” Taehyung chokes out in warning, hissing when he gives him a tight squeeze on the
upstroke. Taehyung is already halfway to being fully hard and it’s good, because that means
Jeongguk will get the dicking he wants soon.

“Mm?” Jeongguk cocks his head sweetly, working his pace until it’s fast enough to have
Taehyung moaning into the pillow. “Come on, I need you rock hard, like, right now.”

“Geez,” Taehyung shudders. “Good to know that you only see me as a—ahh—fucking sex toy.”

“Relax, it’s not that deep.” Jeongguk pouts at the accusation. “You just have to stay still, get hard,
then fuck me. No biggie.”

Taehyung curses when Jeongguk swipes his finger against his tip. “Unlike a certain someone who
is in heat right now,” he sends a sharp glare to Jeongguk’s way. “I don’t have a terrifyingly short
refractory period. So go easy on me.”

Jeongguk just laughs, deciding to drop the conversation and just focus on giving Taehyung the
best handjob he can muster right now. He scoots closer, tucking his head under Taehyung’s jaw to
get a comfortable position. Just seeing Taehyung’s cock already makes him salivate a little, can’t
wait to have it stretch him out all loose, throbbing inside of him until he’s all fucked out. He can
feel himself getting wet at the thought, so he tightens the grip he has on Taehyung’s shaft.

“So good with your hands,” Taehyung praises shakily, turning his head to kiss Jeongguk’s head,
hiding his moans under Jeongguk’s dark strands. “Just made to please your Alpha, right? Be it
with your hands or your mouth or your hole, made to make your Alpha feel good.”

“Oh.” It’s nice hearing that from Taehyung, hearing how well he’s doing, how he’s making
Taehyung feel good. He’s a little bit overwhelmed by it all, by Taehyung’s soft praises and how
big Taehyung feels on his hand, so much that he’s starting to lose the grip he has around
Taehyung’s girth.

“What’s wrong, baby?” Taehyung coos, bringing his hand to cover the one Jeongguk has on his
cock, tightening both their grips and working up a pace. “Daddy made you all shy, huh?”

“Yeah,” Jeongguk whines while Taehyung guides his hand to slide up and down Taehyung’s
hardening cock, Taehyung’s enveloping his smaller hand. “Wanna get fucked, get fucked by
Daddy.”

Taehyung hums in understanding, shuddering at the contact around his length, Jeongguk’s palm
just the right amount of rough but still gentle as Taehyung directs the movement however he
pleases. “Just a little bit more, baby,” he grits out while still concentrating on jerking himself off.
“A little bit more and Daddy will have your hole all stuffed up, yeah? Come on, get Daddy hard,
baby. You love getting your hands around my cock, don’t you?”

Jeongguk tries to nod, his cheeks burning and his whole body feeling like it’s set on fire. “S’big,”
Jeongguk whines, “Daddy is big, I like it.”

It doesn’t take long before Jeongguk can feel Taehyung stiff enough in his hold, precum rolling
slowly down the impressive length. He makes a pleased noise before looking up at Taehyung with
an expectant look.

“Now?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll fuck you now,” Taehyung laughs, removing both his and Jeongguk’s hand
entirely off his cock.
“How’d you wanna do this?” Jeongguk breathes out, an impatient tilt to his voice, already buzzing
just with the thought of getting fucked again.

“Wanna get on your back?” Taehyung offers. “Just take it while I do all the work for you?”

“Yeah, I'd like that,” Jeongguk grins in gratitude, tries to keep his squeals at bay. “You’re the
best.”

Taehyung just snorts as they both get into position, Jeongguk falling ungracefully on his back and
Taehyung looming over him, sweat dripping on his body.

“You look pretty like this,” Taehyung muses, his hands massaging Jeongguk’s upper thighs while
bending them until Jeongguk has his knees pressed flushed to his chest. That’s one of the best
things about fucking Jeongguk; he’s amazingly flexible, can bend into any position Taehyung
wants to fuck him in.

“You too,” Jeongguk breathes out, staring back into Taehyung’s intense eyes, the way he inches
near Jeongguk until their breaths catch on each other’s faces. Taehyung leans closer with his cock
on his hand, already hard and dripping as it presses against Jeongguk’s hole.

“Thanks,” Taehyung laughs, a bit choked out when Jeongguk’s slick leaks out of nowhere,
accompanied with his whine. “Want me to fuck you now?”

“Please.”

“Your legs—” Taehyung pats the underside of Jeongguk’s smooth thighs as he moves around,
kneeling in a comfortable way. “—they stay here, okay?”

Jeongguk squirms. It’s a tough position, but he’s determined to be good, so he nods, pulling up his
knees even more, presenting his hole for Taehyung.

“What a good boy,” Taehyung smiles, letting Jeongguk know he’s doing good by pressing kisses
to his collarbones while his hands knead on Jeongguk’s round, firm cheeks. He then spreads
Jeongguk apart, exposing his fluttering hole. As he teases his tip towards Jeongguk’s opening he
bites down on Jeongguk’s shoulder, doubling the pleasure and pushing in when Jeongguk moans.

“Oh—fuck,” Taehyung pants. He buries himself in slowly, halting every second because the
tightness around him is too much. “Still so tight—so fucking good when I’m inside your wet,
sloppy cunt—ah—”

Jeongguk wills himself to relax, to unclench so it would be easier for Taehyung, but the second
Taehyung’s words register inside his mind, it feels like he has lost all control. His body curves in
bliss, pressing himself against Taehyung and twisting in ecstasy as he moans, moans to his heart’s
content just from the throbbing cock breaching his hole, and soon Taehyung is moving, rotating
his hips as he thrusts into Jeongguk, a grip on Jeongguk’s waist to keep him steady.

“Daddy,” Jeongguk sobs, looking up at Taehyung and squirming in discomfort because Taehyung
isn’t moving fast enough, won’t fuck into him hard enough to make him scream and drools and
cry. “Please—harder, f-feels good, ’s good, fuck me harder, i-in my cunt, please.”

“Yeah?” Taehyung grunts. Obeying to Jeongguk, he swivels his hips faster and fucks into
Jeongguk as deep as he can. “Let everyone know this pussy is only to take my cock? Only to get
fucked over and over again?’

“Oh—” Jeongguk chokes out, all the pleasure making his head spin as if he would lose
consciousness any moment now. Taehyung won’t let up, the tip of his cock nudging against
Jeongguk’s prostate with every push and pull, making Jeongguk feel everything at the same time.
“I—aah, nhh—T-Ta-Daddy!”

“Pretty slut just wanna be a hole to carry my cum around, huh?” Taehyung keeps on ramming into
him, listening to Jeongguk’s whines and begs. “Look at you, legs spread open, begging for
anyone’s cock in your ass.”

“Fuck, I—” Jeongguk doesn’t have it in him to answer, feels his brain being reduced to thinking
about the cock pressing against his prostate, about coming all over himself. “W-wanna, ah, w’na
come—”

“Come on, baby,” Taehyung coos, feels himself ready to spill into Jeongguk’s hole, right at the
brink of coming. “Come again for Daddy. Come for me now.”

“I-I—can’t, Daddy, I can’t!” Jeongguk shrieks miserably, wailing when Taehyung fucks harder
onto his hole. Even when his body is made to come he’s not sure he can take another one, but
Taehyung just slaps his thigh to get his legs apart, and without any barrier like this, Jeongguk
shivers at the look of Taehyung’s face.

“No, baby, I know you can,” Taehyung growls, his gaze so intense it has Jeongguk slipping out a
little whimper. God, Taehyung isn’t even in his rut, but Jeongguk’s heat—the smell of his slick,
how sensitive his body is—is enough to get Taehyung going, cock hard and ready to fuck until his
Omega is full. “You were begging to come earlier, so that’s what you’re gonna do.”

Jeongguk sobs at the promise. Even through the lust clouding his vision he still tries to focus on
Taehyung, his Alpha who looks so stunning while fucking him, hips moving languidly with the
pure intent of making Jeongguk come. The steady thrusts to his prostate are the final push
Jeongguk needs and then he finally comes, hard cock leaking while he keeps moaning, “Daddy,
Daddy—Daddy, ahh.”

“That’s it, pup,” Taehyung groans appreciatively at the tightening around his cock, at the fucked
out look on Jeongguk’s face. “That’s it. So pretty when you’re cumming, aren’t you? Hm? Makes
me wanna tie you up and have you come all day long.”

And Taehyung keeps to his promise because that’s exactly what he does for the next day, fucking
Jeongguk like there’s no tomorrow; fucking him against the wall when they’re trying to get out of
the room, bent over the dining table when they go out to get food again, kneeling on the floor and
going at it like horny dogs, his filthy mess of cum getting everywhere.

At one point they ran out of drinks in the bedroom, but Taehyung wouldn’t even let Jeongguk try
and get out of the room, pulling and sitting a whining Jeongguk back on his cock, telling
Jeongguk to not even think of getting away before carrying him everywhere like that; hanging off
his knot like a needy bitch, cock dribbling with cum at the feeling of Taehyung’s strong arms and
sturdy chest as Taehyung carries him around, because Taehyung told him that you’re covered
with cum all over, baby. Dirty slut. Don’t wanna smear that all over our furniture, do we?

It’s right when they finally managed to get back on their bed after they have finished fucking on
the sofa, Jeongguk being so insatiable that he couldn’t even wait until they got back in their room
before begging for cock, that Jeongguk begs pitifully.

“O-One more,” he sniffs, pleads, because he’s so out of it already, feels like he might burst if he
has to come again and again and again. Taehyung looks down to see his boyfriend spread out on
the mattress, all sorts of drying substances on his doll face and his smooth, rigid body.

“Just one more, please.”

“One more, angel,” Taehyung reassures him, bending down to lick the fresh tears that Jeongguk
doesn’t even notice are dripping out of his eyes. “One more and we’re done.”

Jeongguk breathes out a shivering sigh of relief, lets Taehyung's hands roam to his back,
accentuating the curve and pushing Jeongguk’s body closer to his. He takes the time to pepper
Jeongguk’s taut body with a series of kisses, soft and fleeting just like the condition Jeongguk's in.

When Taehyung pushes his legs apart wider and slots himself in between like he belongs there,
Jeongguk realizes. It’s missionary, just like what they did at the very start at Jeongguk’s heat.
Jeongguk would laugh at the coincidence if only he had enough energy to do so.

“Gguk?”

Jeongguk focuses back on Taehyung who is currently positioning his dick on one hand and a
steady grip on Jeongguk’s knee on the other, waiting for Jeongguk’s confirmation.

“Y-yeah, put it in.”

As Taehyung moves his hips closer he kisses Jeongguk’s knee, rubbing circles onto every part he
can reach. It’s doing an amazing job of keeping Jeongguk grounded, sort of like a rope to prevent
Jeongguk from drowning too deep in bliss.

Taehyung keeps doing that as he bottoms out and it doesn't take long before Jeongguk's breathing
quickens, ready to be fucked and quickly adjusting to the heavy girth. He tells Taehyung as much,
pawing lightly on Taehyung’s chest.

“Tae, please move?”

“Sure, baby.”

Jeongguk looks up at Taehyung, his gorgeous Taehyung, his Alpha, his boyfriend. He’s
illuminated from the light in the room, his soft yet sturdy build casted with a soft glow. He has this
look of concentration on his face as he focuses on Jeongguk’s hole, sweat dripping from his neck,
and when he starts pulling out only to push in, Jeongguk is gone.

Taehyung builds a constant pace, thrusting sluggishly, hips smacking against Jeongguk’s ass. It
gets Jeongguk to squirm and clench, hoping Taehyung will pick up the pace. Taehyung growls
then, basic instinct to keep his Omega close surging in as he snakes his hand around Jeongguk’s
petite waist, pulling Jeongguk flushed against him as he thrusts, until he can feel Jeongguk quiver
from the pleasure.

The last wave of heat is always the most painful one to handle. Jeongguk feels like his body is
going to shatter, adrenaline and lust running through him like crazy. He’s craving for touch but at
the same time it burns when he gets what he wants, the pleasure overcoming everything and
Jeongguk feels it deep in his bones.

Jeongguk sobs into his arms when Taehyung is already angling his cock deep, reaching the
innermost parts of Jeongguk, the tip of his dick bumping Jeongguk’s prostate continuously. Each
thrust amplifies his pleasure by a tenfold, keeps dragging him closer to his orgasm.

“Look at me, Jeongguk.”

Jeongguk relents, removing his arm from his face. The second he does so, tears immediately gush
down the sides of his face and onto the messy sheets. He is so overwhelmed by everything; it feels
good as much as it hurts and he doesn’t know where he falls right now.
“It hurts, so much—please.”

“I know, baby, I know.” He leans in to kiss Jeongguk’s scrunched up face, tasting the salty tears
in the process. It makes Jeongguk’s breath stutter, how gentle Taehyung is with his kisses. “It’ll be
over soon, yeah?”

“Just wanna come already, want it to be o-over,” Jeongguk gasps through the sudden prick of
pleasure, Taehyung circling his hips and his cock insistently against his sweet spot.

“You’re gonna come soon, baby,” Taehyung shushes him with a kiss to his temple. It hurts him to
see how much Jeongguk is hurting. “It’s okay, yeah? Daddy’s gonna make it feel better. I love
you.”

“I—I love you,” Jeongguk hiccups, the sudden sweet words catching him off guard and so does
the cruel thrust to his prostate, nudging all the sensitive parts. Jeongguk feels like he’s in heaven
right now, his fingers digging into Taehyung’s scalp, trying to keep a hold of himself. Every time
Taehyung thrusts it knocks the breath out of his chest like a punch and he’s just helpless.

Taehyung keeps thrusting into him, touching him in soothing motions and kissing his heated skin.
It’s so much going on at the same time and with one final thrust, Jeongguk finally hits his orgasm.

“‘M c-coming, coming—Tae, ah!” Jeongguk hisses as his body tenses up, cum dribbling out in a
strong stream, pearlescent liquid painting him all over. It feels amazing, how Taehyung keeps
fucking into him even after his spunk is barely dripping, kisses Jeongguk hard as some sort of
reward.

As Jeongguk’s orgasm fades away, so does his consciousness. With the pain of his heat gradually
slipping away, he can feel himself finally let loose, let his tired body take over. The last thing he
sees before completely knocking out is Taehyung pulling out of him (his hole feels far too empty
to be comfortable but he doesn't have it in him to protest), before lying next to him.

Jeongguk doesn’t know if it’s him whining for Taehyung's touch once Taehyung’s back hit the
mattress, but he is too far gone to notice his actions and Taehyung still gathers Jeongguk on his
arms, anyway.

The painful aftermath usually won’t go away until they have caught some rest and the tiredness
just suddenly came crashing down on them.

So, for now, sleep.

The next time Taehyung wakes up, it’s to Jeongguk softly kissing his face.

It feels like a déjà vu of what happened the morning Jeongguk got his heat (which feels like ages
ago), but this time Jeongguk is content, his weight on top of Taehyung totally welcomed as he
calmly nuzzles his face into Taehyung’s. His scent fills Taehyung’s nose, which, admittedly, still
reeks of various fluids, but Taehyung couldn’t care less.

“Morning.”

Taehyung raises a hand to caress whichever body part of Jeongguk he can reach without opening
his eyes, eventually settling on tracing his hand up and down Jeongguk’s soft back. Jeongguk
giggles at this, drowning even further onto Taehyung’s chest.

“Morning.” Taehyung answers on a yawn, ending with a pleased hum as Jeongguk won’t stop
placing his lips on every inch of Taehyung’s skin, all while managing to not move from the
comfortable cuddling position they’re in right now.

They settle into silence again, just sharing, content sighs between their naked bodies. The sunlight
is jarring as it slices through Taehyung’s eyelids and the borderline disgusting bedsheets are
sticking to his equally messy body but it’s—nice. It’s nice and he’s glad it’s over; the menacing
heat and the week worth of fucking, the unquenchable need. He’s just so glad it’s over.

“Thank God it’s over.”

Jeongguk voices out his thoughts, sighing into the empty space between Taehyung’s neck.
Taehyung forces himself to open his eyes, and the second he does so he is met with Jeongguk,
staring back at him and grinning ear to ear.

“Yeah.”

Taehyung can’t keep his eyes open even for a minute. Immediately, he feels himself getting
dragged further and further into unconsciousness, his limbs ready to give in.

And in a second he dozes off again.

Turns out the nine hours they spent sleeping earlier were just some sort of… Appetizer, for what’s
to come. In the end they slept again for a day and more, the throbbing headache being the one to
wake them up this time and, truth be told, it’s like waking up to the worst hangover of their lives.

“Oh, fuck,” Taehyung hisses as he props himself up on his elbows and tries to get up, but his
vision is blurry and his bones feel nonexistent, so he only manages to helplessly fall back onto the
mattress. At least it’s night time now, which means that he doesn’t have to deal with his daytime
responsibilities.

“Same.”

Taehyung turns to see Jeongguk, his figure far too familiar to be mistaken, even in the dark. He is
folding his pillow so it covers his head entirely, sprawled out haphazardly on their bed, the only
fabric covering him a blanket, as usual and at some point during sleeping, his legs switched
positions with his head so he is sleeping upside down.

The sight makes Taehyung involuntarily break into a grin, scooting closer to hug Jeongguk from
behind, making the boy squeak out in surprise as Taehyung gets into his space.

“Taehyung,” he whines. “Get off, we’re so fucking gross right now.”

“You wouldn’t even let me be one foot away from you when you’re in heat. I see how it is.”
Taehyung rolls his eyes, though fondness still makes its way into his voice. “Let’s go clean up
then.”

Jeongguk is silent for a considerable amount of time for Taehyung to start to think he’s falling
asleep again. He would have to drag his man-baby of a boyfriend to the bathroom by himself if
that’s the case. But then Jeongguk speaks up again. “Do we really have to?”

“Yes, lazy ass. Come on.”

They agree to start off by taking a bath. A steamy, very lengthy, and indulgent bubble bath, to be
exact. The sheets can wait for their turn tomorrow. While Taehyung starts running the tap and
checking the temperature, Jeongguk makes himself busy with picking a scented candle. They
don’t do baths very often, but every time they do, they make sure to set them as fancy as possible.

Taehyung starts pouring the shower gel in, a tiny bit more than the recommended amount, just like
what Jeongguk likes. The bubbles start building up, filling the entire room with a pleasant smell.
It’s inviting, very much so that Taehyung decides to get inside the tub first without waiting for
Jeongguk, his sore muscles already screaming at him to just jump in, release the tension and finally
relax. He submerges himself up to the neck as he watches Jeongguk rummage through their
collection of candles, trying to find the one that’s in the same set as the body wash they’re using.

“This one, this one,” Jeongguk mumbles to himself excitedly as he walks over to where Taehyung
is, lighting the candle and settling it on the floor (the last time they put it on the edge of the tub,
Taehyung managed to burn some of his hair off, so not again). The strong scent of lavender with
the underlying scent of various flowers slowly permeates throughout the room and Jeongguk takes
a deep whiff of it, visibly relaxing from the deep scent, as he finally gets ready to join Taehyung

But he only has one foot in the tub when he remembers something.

“Ah, one more thing!”

“What is it,” Taehyung huffs out. He is already making grabby hands towards Jeongguk but he
puts them back down dejectedly as Jeongguk is already out the door.

“My speaker!”

Taehyung just watches in disbelief as Jeongguk bolts out of the room. He is about to stop
Jeongguk but he doesn’t have the heart to considering the excitement radiating off the boy, so
instead he just busies himself with the bubbles, waiting for Jeongguk.

It takes some minute for Jeongguk to come back, no doubt because he can’t find his speaker
(which is an impossible task, considering how huge the thing is) and Taehyung is about to get out
and help search for it because his fingers are pruning already, but suddenly Jeongguk is back,
huge, obnoxious red speaker in hand. He grins as he explains, “For ultimate relaxation.”

Finally, finally Jeongguk joins a waiting Taehyung in the bathtub, easily slipping into their
position with Taehyung flushed against his back.

“Oh-oh yeah,” Jeongguk sighs when the warm water hits his skin. “That hits the spot.”

Taehyung hums, careful not to get too comfortable otherwise he would fall asleep. “It’s great,
huh?”

“Wait, should I get the bath bomb too?” Jeongguk muses suddenly, craning his head up to look at
Taehyung from upside down.

“Jeongguk,” Taehyung whines, tightening his hold on Jeongguk waist so the boy wouldn’t get
anywhere. “I think this is enough.”

And so for the better part of an hour they just spent it lounging in their cramped bath tub, taking
turns washing each other’s hair, pouring the bath water down each other’s body, making
mustaches and bunny ears out of bubbles. Jeongguk looks so cute when it’s his turn to wash
Taehyung’s hair, with his tongue peeking out of his mouth as he concentrates to clean Taehyung’s
hair thoroughly.

They would’ve spent another hour if it weren’t for Jeongguk practically dragging Taehyung
away. After they have dried themselves off with towels, they cover themselves up in moisturizing
oil, a trick they learnt from Hoseok so that their skin won’t get hellishly dry.
 As they slip under the covers, wearing the matching pajamas Jeongguk got for them as a joke (but
turned into a new favorite unironically), Jeongguk waits until he’s sure Taehyung’s eyes are
closed before he carefully scoots closer, and kisses Taehyung’s cheek.

“Thank you for putting up with my crazy sex drive during my heat,” Jeongguk whispers, softly
tracing his thumb on Taehyung’s cheekbone. Taehyung looks so peaceful like this, deep in well
deserved sleep and Jeongguk would hate to wake him, so he tries not to make any sound as he lies
back down, pulling Taehyung’s hands to wrap themselves around his waist.

He’s ready to fall once again into slumber, until Taehyung tightens the hold he has on Jeongguk
and whispers back to his hair.

“You know I haven’t gotten into my rut yet this month.”

Oh, right. They still have that to look forward to. Jeongguk can’t help but to imagine the
upcoming days filled with rough fucking; how much of a mess will he end up being by the end of
it. After Taehyung’s last rut, Jeongguk couldn’t move properly for a few days because of how
sore he felt.

Rearranging himself to get comfortable, Jeongguk feels about ready to fall asleep again, joining
Taehyung, who, by the slow breathing and relaxed hold he has around Jeongguk’s body, is
probably already sleeping. But before Jeongguk can completely loses consciousness, he chooses
to respond to Taehyung anyway, answering with a yawn.

“I guess I can spare a few days just getting fucked.”

With that, the pair finally drifts off to dream world.

End Notes

ashdshd hi everyone,, as u can see i havent figured out how to write author notes At All
but i just wanna say a super huge thank you to my babes anton and dee for betaing this
45k mess of a smut,, it must've been rly time consuming for you guys which is why i'm rly
thankful for all the hard work :,( and thank you everyone for reading this too, it rly means
the whole world to me and i hope everyone enjoyed reading this as much as i enjoyed
writing it! i know this fic has been sitting for quite some time in my google docs so i hope
it's worth the wait ~_~ if u do like this story then pls let me know!! reading comments
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