✔ ALPHA FOR HIRE 🔞 namkook

#10 🔞

Namjoon didn't have time to say anything more since Jungkook slotted their lips together in a harsh kiss. Their teeth clashed, and the pain pulled Jungkook back, with an embarrassed blush, fingers pressed against his mouth.

"I'm sorry I-" Jungkook started, eyes avoiding to look at the alpha, as he considered getting off of his lap. When he was motioning to do it, Namjoon's hands held him in place, by the waist.

"It's okay. I'm used to living on the awkward side of life. Let's just... try again?" Namjoon suggested and Jungkook nodded, letting his hands fall on his lap again, fingers grazing dangerously close to Namjoon's crotch.

The tension built up again, as they stared into each other's eyes intensely, umpteen thoughts flying through their minds. Jungkook bit his lip as his eyes fell on the alpha's lips first, and then on his clothes.

His hands busied themselves with pushing Namjoon's jeans jacket off, exposing his bulky arms that were hugged perfectly by the t-shirt's sleeves. 

Jungkook forgot what shame was as he squeezed the muscles and started to travel his fingers back on the alpha's chest, feeling the firmness and the deep contours of his bust.

"Liking what you're feeling?" Namjoon asked in a sultry tone, gaze darkening, and squinting into bedroom eyes.

"Very much..."

And maybe besides the praise kinky, Namjoon found out that Jungkook had a muscle kink as well.

"Can I kiss you?" The older asked, to which Jungkook nodded, leaning forward slowly, hands sprawled on Namjoon's broad chest, fingers digging in and stopping him from falling right into the older's embrace.

Jungkook's mouth hovered above Namjoon's, eyes still locked on the alpha's. Hot puffs of air slowly ricocheted against the older's lips, as tension raised and spread through their scents. Now that they were dangerously close, Namjoon could smell the appealing sweetening scent.

The banana milky perfume was less woody and soft, and more mouth-watering, and inviting. It made Namjoon lock his jaw and eye the omega's scent gland, which stood so close, reachable, biteable...

But once again, before he could take any initiative, Jungkook nibbled his bottom lip, pulling it out with his teeth and stretching the most he could. It hurt the right amount, but it still made Namjoon's fingers knead and pinch Jungkook's love handles and pull him in.

They smashed their lips together again, but this time, less harsh and painful. Jungkook's nails dug into Namjoon's chest as a needy whimper reverberated in his throat. Namjoon didn't need anything more to know that he should advance, pulling their lips open and invading the omega's mouth with his tongue.

Once that first contact was made, it was done for them. There was no turning back. Jungkook's wolf finally took over, and no resistance was found. Namjoon was still half-conscious, half lost in desire.

His most wet dreams finally come true. It was hard to believe that he had jerked off thinking about the unachievable omega, and now he was squirming on his lap. 

The said male's nails were tracing paths over the t-shirt but soon found their way past the fabric, finally scratching the skin mercilessly. Their lips danced in an eager kiss, tongues interlocking, lips getting wet and sloppy, teeth nibbling and clashing carefully.