burning with temptation (kv)

thirty Eight

“Jungkook stop- hah!” Taehyung gasps when the alpha inserted another finger inside his hole, completely ignoring the omegas words. Taehyung's eyes were struggling to just shut completely and take what his alpha gave him, but he couldn't. They are getting late.

“Come on hyungie, don’t be like that.” The alpha coos, sugarcoating his words as a smirk rose on his lips. His eyes take in how his omega’s hole sucks his fingers in so well, taking him so good.

Fuck, he loves how those velvety walls feel around his fingers, dripping in slik. His doll was all dressed up and pretty just a few moments ago, and now he is nothing but a wrecked little mess. And the alpha didn’t even do anything at all; just two fingers and some filth talking had the blonde at his mercy.

The omega was shaking slightly both from pleasure and cold, desperately clutching on the alphas jacket to hold him in place when his back was flushed to the cool wall, as if his legs wrapped around the alphas waist and the alpha holding him by his butt wasn’t enough protection.

He fastens his pace when Taehyung's moans cloud his senses, twisting and scissoring his fingers around the omega, eyes observing every twist and squirm of his lover’s body. Those siren eyes drooping down low, cheeks flushed and droplets of blood dripping down his swollen lips from biting them so hard.

God, taehyung is so fucking tempting, capable of making the alpha putty in his presence even if he gave all his control to him.

“Right there, alpha! Oh- oh y-yes! Fe-feels so good. Please don’t stop.” Jungkook couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped his throat at that, finding it amusing because the omega had been begging for him to stop just some mere minutes ago.

“Of course my doll, what makes you think I would like to stop anyway?''

Jungkook shakes his head and twists his fingers right on the omegas prostate, feeling content when the omegas breath is immediately hitched at the action.

Taehyung has been so good at responding to him, boosting his ego to the size of mountains. He curses under his breath when he starts to feel his own pants tighten.

“Want to- wanna come.” Taehyung whines, closing his eyes shut and the alpha smirks, retreating his palm that had been gripping the blonde’s ass cheek to hold him steady against the wall just to grip his hard cock, giving it two subtle jerks until the omega was coming in ropes on the alphas hand and his own clothed stomach, dirtying his white top.

None of them seemed to care as their lips molded into each other the very next second, moving desperately against one another, they had always loved how their lips connected to each other like missing pieces of a puzzle.

No words were exchanged when they pulled away, jungkook simply lifted the omega just to make him carefully sit on the couch, treating him like a glass that can break any moment as he wiped him and slid his panties and white skirt back on his legs.

“I need to change my top now because of you, horny bastard.” Taehyung grumbled as he stood up with the support of Jungkook's shoulder and the raven head grunted at the words.

“I like you better when you are all quiet and docile on the bed.” The alpha rolled his eyes and a cushion was thrown at his face soon after, shutting him up.

No matter how submissive Taehyung is when they get down and dirty, he’ll always be the boss of the house.

Taehyung goes to change his ruined top which now smelled like sex and Jungkook checks the time on his wrist watch and sighs, they really are late.

But it's okay, they were only going to meet his parents. It’s not a big deal, but the omega was really making it seem so. He had been pacing around the house since the morning, blabbering about how he doesn’t know what to wear, what if jungkooks parents hate him and what not.