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✯ The Moon Pack's Luna- Part Two ⁵ ✯

A/N: So... I actually got the inspiration to write smut again 0///0

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Warnings: swearing, mention of murder, blood and gore, discrimination, sexual scenes, ⚠smut⚠, etc.

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Oneshot- 5, Part Two
WEREWOLF AU
Words: 5710

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"Is that the best you can do?" Seokjin said with a teasing smirk.

The omega was sitting on Namjoon's back, straddling him as he held onto his shoulders so as not to slip off, while the alpha did push-ups with a little difficulty. His thick muscles were taut and flexing, and he was covered in sweat, his long silver hair falling over his face.

Seokjin might be a small omega for a large alpha like him, but there was no lying that he was heavy. It was not to be forgotten that he was quite muscular despite being slim, and ate healthy. He wasn't complaining, for he actually enjoyed having the other clinging to him like a koala.

It'd been a little more than a month since Namjoon started courting Seokjin, who was announced as the future Luna to the whole pack immediately. Everyone was overjoyed about it because they'd accepted the male omega as the most deserved person to be the Luna being brave, incomparably beautiful, kind, smart and strong. Moreover, they thought that the couple was born to be fated mates.

It was true that Namjoon and Seokjin were fated mates. They'd always been able to understand each other even before they started going out, and they seemed to know when the other was upset or needed comfort or was happy. They could read each other's mind immacualtely, and this created a bond so deep that they couldn't sleep or eat without each other anymore.

They defended each other all the time, whatever it took.

Namjoon had protected his omega from hate from the very few wolves who couldn't just accept a male omega to be above them when he was declared as the future Luna, and those superstitious haters were sharply rebuked and ordered to leave the Pack if they continued with the unacceptable behavior.

Meantime, Seokjin had protected his alpha several times while fighting off the attacking rogue packs, and anger always took over him and turned him into a complete psychopath when one of them tried to hurt Namjoon while he was distracted, and none of the future Alpha's attackers ever made it out alive, either having their throats ripped to bits or necks broken.

However, it didn't mean they didn't have silly bickerings and arguments now and then, just like the present time, as the two were alone in the mansion's gym, preparing for the patrolling of the Pack borders that night.

Right now, Namjoon couldn't help but smirk too when he heard his omega's teasing remark about him not putting enough effort, letting out a deep chuckle between his pants as he continued to exercise, his dark eyes holding a mischievous glint.

"Oh, darling, you'd not be saying the same thing if you were under me instead," he remarked slyly.

"How are you so sure, you little..." Seokjin scowled, poking the back of the other's silver head. "Of course I can take you. Now stop and climb onto my back instead and see for yourself!"

The omega jumped off his alpha's back, rolling his eyes as the latter fell back dramatically on the floor while wheezing, as if extremely exhausted. Seokjin kicked Namjoon's leg playfully, biting back a smile.