Ultraviolence

Chapter 5: Drink me to the bottom

As soon as Jungkook enters the room and stops opposite the huge bathtub filled to the brim, Yoongi nearly falls over its side, right into the foam. The alpha catches the boy's body and looks at his face;

"First, I'll undress you."

Jungkook slowly runs his fingertips over the omega's bare back; with every touch, he draws patterns on his spine that only he understands, moves his hands to his belly, counts his ribs, and scratches his pelvic bones protruding under his jeans. He catches impatience in the eyes of the omega and sees how the guy eagerly looks at the foam-covered bath. Jungkook pulls the omega over himself, rubs against his groin with his hard dick. He smirks with satisfaction when he hears the omega whine, and slowly unzips his jeans and pulls them down.

Yoongi steps over his jeans rests his forehead against a powerful chest and breathes heavily. His body no longer submits to him. And it's not because of the drugs that Suzy gave him, rather the smell of the alpha, his heated skin, and skillful caresses. Yoongi twitches as Jungkook pulls his boxers down, but his embarrassment is pushed back somewhere into the back of his mind when the alpha proceeds to leave dirty wet licks all over the skin around his neck.

And even if, at that very moment, his brain is alarmed, trying to gain his attention and warn him about something; the omega's resolution dissolves in the air when the alpha takes the naked guy in his arms and slowly dips him into the warm water. The bath would have comfortably accommodated five more, and at first, the idea of sharing it with the other omegas crossed Jungkook's mind but he soon dismissed it. He will personally enjoy this hot supple body centimeter by centimeter— today he will not let anyone in here. Jungkook is like a child presented with a new doll, and he really likes it.

Yoongi cannot be shared.

The omega is high.

What would it be like to be with him when he is conscious and wants sex himself? Jungkook is afraid to imagine. He is sure that he will kill for such Suga, although Jungkook is already willing to kill for him. The alpha is not used to sharing, and even a glance in his toys' way can now be regarded as a challenge.

He sits into the bath and pulls up the guy playing with foam. Yoongi sits between the alpha's legs, his back leaning on his chest; and covering his eyes, he gives in to his kisses. Jungkook clamps the skin on the omega's neck with his teeth, leaves a hickey there, and moves to his milky-white shoulders. He covers both with kisses and bites, collecting the droplets of water on the omega's skin with his tongue.

He desperately wants his lips. Such an abnormal craving may be enraging to the alpha, but he is willing to ponder the question later— at least not now when he has such a beautiful body in his hands and these insanely attractive lips just a few centimeters away.

Jungkook does not hold back; he takes the omega by the chin, forces him to face him, and glares at his lips. He intertwines their tongues, sucks on the omega's, and although he is desperately trying to sate his craving, he ends up needing more. How can this be? Why is this well bottomless? Why he is not getting drunk?

The alpha bites into the omega's mouth; bites so hard he can almost taste blood, and still wants more. Stronger. Deeper. If this omega is a drug and it is a drug agony, then he should feel satiated after taking the sufficient dose. Jungkook would, later on, check.

Yoongi is melting in his arms. He throws his head back on the alpha's shoulders, squeezes harder, rubs his ass on Jungkook's impressively sized dick, and barely holds himself together. The omega seems to fall apart, piece by piece settles to the bottom of the bath. He has a million desires within him, and they are all centered around the alpha hugging him. These desires curl up, gather somewhere in his lower abdomen, and Yoongi feels physical pain— as if the alpha doesn't do something now, if he doesn't help, the omega will die. Maybe this torment is sweet, but still, he's monstrously hard from it. Yoongi wants , but doesn't know what.