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They haven't ever had sex. Sure, they've fooled around once, but that was all. So, they go over the dos and don'ts together before they do anything else.

"If you're uncomfortable with our first time being during my rut—"

"I'm not," Jungkook assured him.

"Okay... Then we need to go over some stuff. I'll be very, um, active during all of this. I don't wanna exhaust you, you know, so I don't need you to do everything with me."

Jungkook pouted. "I'm basically a cheat code, hyung. I have spells and I have needs too. You won't exhaust me." Seokjin gave him a worried look, though. He didn't seem convinced.

"You seem so sure about this. We need to talk about some other things, like marking— biting— and uh, knotting. And if I seem zoned out at any point, it's because I'm fully in rut. Don't think I'm ignoring you, please."

"I know," the younger mumbled. "Hyung told me about some of it. I'm not afraid. Um. Biting... do you want to do that? Isn't that a wolf thing? Not just a kink?"

Seokjin tilted his head and smirked a bit. "A bit of both. But for wolves, we claim someone with bite marks. It's like marking you as mine. We don't have to do that right now, though. We'll save that for another time."

He shifted a bit uncomfortably on his bed, foot bouncing against the frame as they sat there. He had been doing that ever since Jungkook arrived at his dorm.

"Well," Jungkook let out as he reached for Seokjin's hand, "I really don't mind anything as long as it's nothing like— hard. You know, like, all those hard kinks. Not... Not now."

Seokjin's grip tightened on his hand. "I didn't plan on bringing kinks into this, baby. Don't worry. Just— We need to hurry with discussing this, I think."

Jungkook raised his eyebrows at him. Seokjin was holding tight onto him and he was clearly aware that his rut was so soon— Jungkook had no clue how or when things start, but Seokjin was acting a bit unusual already.

"Are you okay?"

Quickly, the wolf nodded. "Yeah, um. It's just— my last rut was awful because I knew you were my mate and you came here and knocked— and it started my rut— and now I think the same thing is happening and I have no clue how to stay still." He chuckled to loosen up. "I'm so fucked."

Jungkook really didn't mean to make things worse! He wasn't even sure what Seokjin was feeling, anyway...

"Are ruts bad?"

Seokjin shook his head. "Just really fucking horny, bun."

Jungkook's cheeks heated and he pulled his hand away from Seokjin's to push both his hands between his own knees. "That's all it is? You're just...  horny? Do you really need me here?"

"Yes," Seokjin instantly told him, placing his hand on Jungkook's thigh as if he was about to leave him. He didn't miss the flicker of gold in Seokjin's eyes, either, as he gazed with pleading eyes at him. "Please don't go."

He shouldn't have used it as a chance to tease, but he couldn't help himself. It was a perfect way to get started.

So, Jungkook leaned closer, not quite close enough to kiss Seokjin, but just enough to feel each other's warmth. He slowly dragged his hand up Seokjin's inner thigh, gulping as Seokjin squeezed his arm tight.

"Hm, bun's not going anywhere, hyung." He slid his hand back down, away from Seokjin's crotch. "So—" He trailed back up, feeling muscles go tense under his hold— "What're you waiting for? You fucking me or not?"

Seokjin threw his head back in a groan and he immediately reached for the bunny's neck, forcing him to bend over, his face now right above his crotch.

"I wanted to be so vanilla for our first time," he muttered breathlessly as Jungkook began undoing his pants, needy as well, "but fuck, you make me want the complete opposite. You look so innocent— fuck."

His grip became harder on the back of Jungkook's neck as Jungkook pulled his dick out— he was already hard— and he started to stroke him.

"Innocent, huh?"

Seokjin released him, his hand instead burying into the blanket below, so Jungkook raised himself and pulled Seokjin in to kiss him. They moaned into each other, tongues already attaching and Jungkook's strokes becoming faster.

"Fuck," Seokjin huffed out between kisses. Jungkook trailed kisses down to his throat instead, excited to get everything he could. His excitement carried him back down to the wolf's crotch, his next kiss planted on the head of his reddening dick.

Above him, Seokjin moaned again, and he knew that as he swirled his tongue around that his boyfriend was already so close, because he pushed into the touch and let out curses to himself. He locked eyes with the older and shuddered at the hard stare he was getting in return.

"You gonna do something..." He paused for a moment before adding his next word, "Alpha?" —He had learned to say that from Taehyung.

As if on cue, Seokjin also paused, his eyes shifting from brown to gold, and it didn't take two seconds before Jungkook was being pulled back up and they were flipped over onto the bed, Seokjin above him, pushing his pants off himself.

Jungkook's heart raced as he fumbled with his own pants, but before he could even finish, the alpha was taking over, yanking them and his underwear off and lifting Jungkook's legs into the air, both exposed and needy.

And thank god that Jungkook had prepared himself before he came because neither of them wanted to wait any longer.

"I- I stretched myself already. C'mon, alpha, fuck me."

Seokjin growled as he pulled the bunny's legs closer, his ass pressed against the older now. He lined up and pushed himself in— not slow at all as he did— and he was big, stretching Jungkook, but he didn't give him time to adjust before he leaned in for another kiss and started thrusting right away.

Soft, choked moans left Jungkook, growing lightheaded as he was already being fucked into over and over, his dick hard and untouched over his stomach.

"Ah, fuck. Alpha, keep going— bun— your bunny needs it." He squirmed as Seokjin fucked harder into him, his thighs already burning. He noticed that the more he spoke, the more he got in return.

Seokjin was gentle, usually, but the more he pounded into him, the more Jungkook noticed how rough he could be. It was clear who was in charge; his wolf.

He leaned closer to Jungkook's ear and huffed repeatedly, "Mine. My bunny." Jungkook nodded, whining as his dick brushed against their tummies with every thrust.

"Your bunny," he let out. "Your little fuck bunny. Bun wants your knot, alpha." His head fell back and he moaned as Seokjin finally started touching him, the bunny thrusting up into his hand and coming from just a few strokes.

He let out choked moans as Seokjin pressed further into him and he gripped hard onto Seokjin's shoulders as he felt something much bigger trying to push into him— and Seokjin's teeth bared at him, eyes clearly locked on Jungkook's neck— no biting!

When he finally did push his knot into him, Jungkook was fucked out and sweating and he had already made a mess out of himself. The knot didn't hurt him, as he had taken a potion earlier, but he knew that he'd need spells after spells to keep him sane with this horny wolf all over him.

He wouldn't have it any other way, though, because fuck, did he love it. Every single bit of it.

"Hyung..?"

Seokjin casually dug himself deeper into Jungkook's ass, earning a whine. Instead of answering, he leaned in for another kiss, sloppy as he could be, but neither of them cared, especially not Jungkook.

He couldn't believe that Seokjin was worried about him not being prepared or not wanting to do this— although, the potion and spells would surely be the only thing keeping him okay, if this was going to last for days.

Still, who would Jungkook be to complain about getting fucked over and over again? If anything, they're both in luck, having each other.

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