𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗶𝘁𝘂𝘁𝗲, 𝙫𝙢𝙤𝙣

chapter six

namjoon let his eyes flutter closed, he's never masturbated in front of anyone, it's scary. something deep inside of namjoon liked it though, the thrill made his thighs quiver.

he snakes his hand down his growing cock to his cunt. still wet from his altercation with taehyung, he can still feel the alpha's finger curving a 'V' on the back of his thigh.

as he thought about the alpha's touch, he slipped his single finger past his rim. namjoon let out a low moan feeling his slick walls pulse around his finger. the scent of taehyung lingered above namjoon since he was the only one over in this area, it spurred the omega on. pushing his finger in as deep as he could, the minimal movements cause him to become so deep into his self pleasure the presence of the other two werewolves went forgotten.

that is until, namjoon notices a second scent starting to control his body's pleasure. his lidded eyes peeking slightly at his oncoming awareness. sliding the finger out of himself, dragging his hand around his thigh spreading his slick. contemplating on continuing before finally that subtle second scent hits him like a train. it's rut.

namjoon's eyes dart towards the two of them, both their eyes heavily concentrated on the omega everything else slipped their minds. mr. jeon is the one who's concentration didn't break from the omega, now the delta positioned opposite of him was staring towards him along with namjoon.

the alpha snapped out of his trance looking around before noticing the extreme heat and very noticeable boner on himself. his cheeks flushed red before excusing himself in a hurry rushing out of the bedroom. the delta looked to be mentally fighting whether to go after him or stay his namjoon, his friendly instinct must of won since the next thing the omega knows is that he's left alone in the room.

"hello?!" namjoon shouted, "can i leave now?"

the omega patted the sheets looking around a bit before finally deciding to slide out of the sheets. putting his clothes back on simply, walking towards the door to exit the room. just as he reached for the knob is twisted back open. namjoon darted across the room jumping onto the bed, landing just as the intruder stood inside the room.

taehyung noticed as soon as he touched the door knob the heavy foots steps, and just as he's able to see what's going on, a clothed namjoon lands face first onto the sheets. the omega scrambles to get under the sheets, taking his shirt off quickly then coming back up.

"you forgot the shorts joonie," taehyung said as he was leaned against the door. he wanted to smile at him but he didn't really know the omega, so he wouldn't get too comfortable with him. taehyung smelt something in the air that he couldn't put his finger on until noticing his guards were absent. "what happened in here? where did ji- they go?" he asked namjoon in a cold voice, gesturing between the where the bodyguards were supposed to be.

"one of them went into rut... the mean one," namjoon said putting emphasis on mean. the statement left taehyung mentally dumbfounded, he knew that both of them were genuinely rude to outsiders. namjoon sensed the confusion as he remembered that the delta was a mean one too, "the tall one.. they're both mean."

"tell me, omega, just what caused him to into rut? jeon is a very professional man, he wouldn't let himself just slip like that, you know?" taehyung pushed further, stepping towards namjoon. the omega took the gesture as a threat, maybe he should call for hoseok?

"i don't know.. maybe he stared at me too much?" namjoon mumbles lowering his head.

"and what were you doing?" taehyungs voice felt like black ice on namjoon's neck as he loomed over the pitiful omega.

namjoon didn't answer, he felt shame take over. he wanted to go back home, this didn't seem like the job for him. the omega lowered his head in deep shame while keeping his mouth shut.