Namjin Smut

Supreme Dick

Written by: tofufaith

Summary:

Seokjin is hunted down by a supreme rutting alpha, Namjoon.
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Disclaimer: This work centers around NONCON. This fic does not treat noncon with the same negative connotations and criminal consequences as it should be in real life. This work is a manifestation of fantasy and treats rape as such. I do not condone rape nor justify it at all. This action should only exist in the realm of fantasy and should only be engaged with on a physical level with consenting informed adults. There are safer ways to engage with this fantasy that involve consent (consensual nonconsent), safewords, health checks, and negotiation. The intention of this work is not to glorify rape nor perpetuate rape culture, but to arouse the readers who experience this kink in the form of written fiction.

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The first time it happened was on the elevator to his apartment.

It was late at night, almost one in the morning. The neighborhood was silent and asleep and he seemed to be the only one lurking in the darkness. He was walking back from the library,tired eyes still seeing the tiny condensed words of medical textbooks. His body was heavy and all he wanted to do was to climb into his bed, slither under his covers, and knock the hell out.

He hadn't noticed the footsteps behind him at first. He was too busy thinking about the errands he had to run the next day. He was just outside the apartment when he smelled it.

Why hadn't he smelled it before?

No matter how tired he was, it was part of their evolution for an omega to smell any alpha in their rut from a mile away, especially in an area mostly inhabited by humans. He should have been able to smell him, but he didn't, so what was different about this situation?

This alpha was different. To mask one's scent during heat or rut was impossible. It would be evolutionarily ineffectual when the aim was to attract as many potential mates as possible and mate the most compatible. So, this alpha was the kind that had to have complete control over his pheromones, emotions, and impulses.

Which meant that this was a supreme alpha. A rare creature most never encountered their entire lives.

The realization knocked the strength from his knees and he momentarily lost his balance. The world swayed for a second before he recovered quickly and hurriedly made his way to the front door of his building. He struggled with the key but was inside quickly enough. He dashed to the elevators, frantically pressing the button. It was coming down from the topmost floor.

Damnit!

He was now part of a hunt, an antiquated practice he'd only heard in stories, stories that were meant to warn. Meant to say: run.

Tears pricked his tired eyes. This alpha had targeted him. He didn't know why, but he did. And now his only chance of escape was to show him that he was claimed. Well, his boyfriend was human so he couldn't exactly claim him. He'd tried to make him bite him for months but, "Humans don't do that, sweetie. I don't need to mark you to know we're together."

This alpha might challenge that claim, might want to fight for him.

Why did it make his heart race with something else other than fear?

His omega was practically prancing in his head. A supreme alpha wanted him . Probably wanted to knot him, claim him, wreck him. He shivered.

Shut up, he told him, we have a boyfriend.