Omega for Hire | Jikook ✓

Chapter 2: I Wanna Experiment

Jungkook

My eyes take in the blond as he slips into clothing. Not caring about my own state, I remain shirtless, tendrils of smoke falling past my lips. I inhale it back through my nose and close my eyes.

"Are you okay, Kook?" Namjoon asks as he joins me on the balcony. "That's the last of your pack."

I don't bother opening my eyes. "Can't smoke at home."

"Why?"

"Asthmatic, hates the smell."

He chuckles. "Why does it matter? Just don't smoke around him. Whether or not he thinks you smell good is unimportant."

With a scoff, I blow the cigarette smoke in the alpha's face. "Why does it matter to you?"

Namjoon snatches the cigarette out of my hands and puts it to his own lips instead. "You're cranky as hell. I know it's nearing the end of your heat, but usually, you're already prepping for another round."

I look the alpha over. "Maybe I'm itching for a change."

He cocks his head to the side. "Different position?"

"You could say that."

The scent of pine strengthens. "Like what? Out on the balcony? You always open the door when we fuck in your apartment, even after I've closed it."

I look off the balcony. Part of it does seem interesting, but I can't help but ponder.

"As in... with me on top."

Namjoon's eyes widen. "You?"

"Yeah. Don't think an omega could?" I stand.

"It's not about that. You could be an alpha and I still would be wary. I just... not everyone is able to get off from taking it. That's just a proven fact. I've tried it and I didn't like it. But we've never been exclusive, so you could try it with someone else." He winks.

I try to imagine how the first person I top should be like, but it's hard to imagine. Having Namjoon would feel safest.

"Could I like... practice on you?"

"Practice?" Namjoon quirks an eyebrow. "Jeon Jungkook needs to practice for sex?"

My lips form a pout. "B-But I don't want to hurt him. Isn't there prepping and stuff involved?"

"With an amab alpha or beta, yeah. But with an omega, it's fine. Especially if he's in heat. Omegas self lubricate."

I open my mouth to argue before thinking about what Jimin said about wanting to be with an alpha so that they're on equal footing. As an omega, I do know how their bodies work. But I've never had one catch my attention. I'm gay, but I've never made a conscious decision to get with exclusively alphas. It just happens that way most of the time.

"Joon, I'll let you fuck me so good afterward. I've never topped before. What if I'm... premature?" I whisper the last part with a face of complete and utter mortification.

Namjoon moves his chair so he's sitting beside me. "I'll coach you then. Close your eyes."

I nod and exhale.

"Imagine you find a pretty guy with big, full lips."

"Okay."

"No talking, just listen. I'm going to paint the perfect picture for you."

"I'm the art major."

"Just shut up and listen." He cuffs me. "So this guy has the best pair of lips in South Korea—possibly the world. And as you stare at him from across the bar, he chews on that sinful lower lip, tantalizing. Like a silent mantra, he whispers, 'come and get me.' Do you have a mental image of those lips, Jungkook?"

My eyebrows furrow as I try to imagine them. "I-I think so."

"Good." His hand rests against my thigh and I relax a bit. "So you meet up with the omega and your hands fit perfectly on his pretty little waist. He's hanging off you the entire night and when you take him home, he can't keep his hands off you, his lips off you."

Namjoon presses his lips to my neck and I shudder, imagining the lips he described as my jawline is covered in kisses.

"You kiss until there's no more playing around and before you know it, you're the one standing and he's on his knees before you, pulling your cock out of your jeans." His hand slips into my sweatpants and starts to stroke. "Those perfect lips of his start to worship you, calling you names and covering you in licks and kisses before they finally wrap around the head."

He starts to thumb the slit and I grip the arms of the chair, whimpering as I feel myself starting to get wet.

"The omega sucks you off until his lips are glossy, made that way from his saliva and your precum alone. It makes the process easier until you finally come down his throat and he drinks it all up just to please you."

"O-Only if he wants," I moan out, feeling myself nearing my real release. "I wanna be a good top. I want us both to feel good."

"And you will. You'll fuck him until the only words he can remember are 'more,' 'please,' 'fuck,' and your name. But if you do a good enough job, he'll barely be able to even say anything but your name. His heat will suck you in greedily, wet, slick, and needy for your cock. And once you've filled the condom and he's made a mess with his own cum, you'll both be completely satisfied."

"Joon," I gasp out, rutting into his hand as he bites my neck, teasing the sensitive skin. "Fuck, please, help me."

He hums, quickening the pace of his wrist, my precum making it a lot easier for him to pump me. "Do you want me to help you fuck your first omega, Kook? Wanna do it together? Need me to be your coach, there with you and helping your fuck the living daylights out of him?"

With a moan, I come in his hand, the sweatpants soiled as I pant, unable to get the faceless omega out of my head. All I can think about are those lips. I've never been one to focus on a body part and equate it to sex except for a dick, but now, I'm obsessed.

With red, burning eyes, I look at the alpha, body racked with need. "I need this to happen, Joon. Tonight."

"Whatever you want, Kook, I'll make it happen."

Author's Note: I promise this is a Jikook and mostly Jikook book. Oml. Buuuuuuuut, if enough people want me to write a Namkook + other omega scene in detail, I can~. If not, I understand. Who do you think the other omega would be? Will Jungkook be a good top?

Thoughts on the story thus far?

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-BBM