Collision

Chapter 107

"You have no idea how much I have wanted to hear you say that to me," Yoongi groans, gently pushing Jeongguk back until the back of his legs hit the bed and tumbled into the sheets. The Omega giggles as Yoongi climbs on top of him, settling himself down and tugging at his shirt. "Off. Now. Finally wanna see all of you."

Jeongguk obeys, tearing off his shirt and tossing it aside. Yoongi admires him hungrily, hands shifting so that his fingers skitter over every curve, the way Jeongguk's abdominal muscles flex with each breath.

Yoongi groans. "God, Guk-ah, you're so stunning."

"Then, do something about it, Alpha," Jeongguk growls, rolling up his hips and- oh . Oh, he could feel Jeongguk's semi through his sweats, and fuck if Yoongi's mouth wasn't already watering at the memory of it.

"Fuck," Yoongi hisses, reaching for the hem of his shirt and tearing off the offending fabric and reaching for Jeongguk's sweats.

The Omega was already tugging at it, but Yoongi practically rips them off and fucking hell. Jeongguk was commando. He was already half-hard, cock twitching as the cool air brushes over it. It was pretty and pink, pre-come lining the tip, and maybe Yoongi had the sudden urge to taste him again.

Slick was beginning to form at his hole, the scent of it nearly maddening now that he was a wolf. It was sickly sweet and tantalizing, the Alpha in Yoongi wanting to eat him alive. Spreading Jeongguk's legs, he admires the course hairs lining around his cock, and the way it hardened further the longer Yoongi stares as if it was art hanging in a gallery.

"Alpha," Jeongguk hisses, wiggling his hips and bucking them in the air. "Don't just look."

"You know, I am trying to be, I don't know, romantic?" Yoongi snips, rolling his eyes as he pushes himself off of Jeongguk and pulls off his sweatpants.

Jeongguk casts him a dry stare. "I don't want to be romantic. I want you to wreck me- plow me over until I can remember nothing except your name as you claim as yours."

The words sent heat straight to Yoongi's dick, which twitches to life. Hissing through his teeth, Yoongi throws back his head as hot lust settles in his gut. "Fuck, Omega. That's quite the mouth you have on you."

"Fuck me like you mean it," Jeongguk growls, eyes flashing with challenge as he rolls over onto his stomach, raising his bare ass in the air and wiggles it enticely. It looked lovely; slick dripping from between his legs and glistening around his fluttering hole.

Groaning, Yoongi crawls back on the bed. Grasping at Jeongguk's ass cheeks, he pulls them apart to better admire his hole. "Here I am, trying to be all gentlemanly and sweet, and you speak like that? Fuck, Omega, don't you have manners?"

"Make me," Jeongguk hisses, shoving his ass further into Yoongi's hands, and god, Yoongi felt his dick hardened further at the challenge that Jeongguk was presenting. He loved that he didn't just submit; he wanted Yoongi to work for it.

Slapping Jeongguk's buttcheek lightly, delighting in the slight cry of surprise, Yoongi grabbed his hips and shoves his ass against him. Jeongguk writhed a moment, and Yoongi shoves him back against the covers and turns him over so that he was facing him.

Jeongguk's face was flushed, already having sweat prick at his brow as he stares at Yoongi through his sable fringe. Yoongi shoves Jeongguk's legs apart, reaching across from him to get a condom and easily slide it on.

Getting impatient, Jeongguk tries to rut himself against Yoongi's thigh, but he slapped at his hip, earning a hiss through his teeth. "Patience Omega."

"Alpha, now," Jeongguk snaps, wiggling his hips against. Yoongi rumbles, his cock now covered in the thin condom and whisking some of Jeongguk's heavy slick to coat his dick.