✔ ALPHA FOR HIRE 🔞 namkook

#18 🔞

(a/n: please listen to this while reading the update to get in the feels)

Jungkook did the same, surrounding the alpha's neck with his arms, hugging him tightly.

It didn't take long for Jungkook to lock his legs around Namjoon's waist bringing him close. The writer pulled away from the omega's embrace, to look at him, his eyes glossy, hazed with a mix of want and sadness.

Jungkook was the one who took the first step, pulling the alpha by his neck and pressing their lips together. The kiss was rapturous, but not lustful. It had another hint of desperation like it was the last kiss. Jungkook whimpered when Namjoon sucked his bottom lip, legs pulling him closer by the waist, hips jolting forward and rutting against the alpha's crotch.

Soon Namjoon was sliding Jungkook's briefs away and kicking his shorts away, leaving the omega with only his plaid shirt, poorly covering his growing erection. There was no foreplay, just the necessary fingers to widen Jungkook in the best way possible.

As Jungkook had been loosening himself the past days, it helped Namjoon with the completion of stretching to be much quicker, and soon he was guiding his throbbing cock towards Jungkook's leaking and greedy hole.

Jungkook let out a shaky moan, holding himself on Namjoon's shoulders, head falling back, eyes closed as he felt every inch of the alpha's long and thick mast push his walls apart.

He had missed feeling him inside him, even if only a week has passed; even if two weeks ago, when they had sex for the first time, Jungkook was scared shitless of how big Namjoon was, of how it hurt. But now, it was like his body was used to it... as if they fit perfectly... as if they belonged.

That made him scared again, but not for the same reasons as before.

Now he was scared of how his wolf had grown dependent on Namjoon's alpha, emotionally and physically. Now he was scared of being influenced by his omega and risking falling for the alpha and the human who hosted him.

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"How much time do we have until your rut starts?" Jungkook asked, breaking the silence that had dawned upon them.

After their intimate and rather emotional sex-making in the kitchen, Namjoon carried Jungkook back to his room. They both laid down on the bed, spooning in silence, Namjoon dragging his fingers on Jungkook's arms, from his shoulder to his hand, until he was playing with the CEO's fingers. 

Jungkook intertwined their fingers, hands raised high in the air, so both of them could watch as their fingers tangled together.

"A few more hours, why?" Jungkook let out a relieved sigh, his whole body relaxing into Namjoon's embrace.

He was rather comfortable being the little spoon, and that alone said a lot.

He had always preferred to be the big spoon with his previous partners. Even with Jimin, who was more adamant in bed, than he was in life, Jungkook would always be the big spoon. It made him feel less vulnerable, and more in control.