Nct oneshots (smut)

Taeyong x Johnny, Jaehyun, Yuta , Kun and Ten

Summary

The Delta frat house at the Neo university had always had a ritual in their frat house where every year The Alphas of the frat house would select an omega from their university and make them their Broodmare. This year the alphas Johnny, Jaehyun ,Yuta , Kun , and Ten decide that they would make Taeyong a third year art student as their broodmare and breed him until he forgets his own name.

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The distant sound of laughter echoed through the dense foliage, bouncing off the ancient brick walls of the Neo University campus. It was a warm spring evening, and the air had the scent of blooming flowers and freshly cut grass. Taeyong, a lanky third-year art student with unruly hair and a paint-splattered shirt, strolled through the quiet pathways, his thoughts lost in the whimsical strokes of his latest canvas. His mind was a blur of colors and shapes, oblivious to the shadows that began to stretch longer across the lawn.

As he approached the Delta frat house, a peculiar sense of unease wormed its way into his chest. The house loomed, its windows dark and silent. Normally, the frat brothers spilled out onto the porch, music blasting and voices raised in boisterous camaraderie. Tonight, it was eerily still. Taeyong had always found the frat house intimidating, with its grandeur and the air of secrecy that clung to it like a second skin. He'd heard whispers of their rituals, but he had never given them much thought. After all, he was just a lowly art student, not someone who would ever be caught in their crosshairs.

His footsteps slowed as he reached the base of the stairs. The house stood tall and stoic, as if daring him to come closer. The whispers grew louder in his head, a cacophony of doubt and curiosity. He told himself it was just his imagination playing tricks on him, but the feeling of being watched was palpable. He glanced around, but the only other souls in sight were a couple of squirrels chasing each other up a nearby tree. With a shrug, he decided to investigate. Maybe one of the brothers needed help with a project or wanted to commission a piece of art.

The door creaked open with a groan that seemed to resonate through his very bones. Inside, the house was dimly lit, the only illumination coming from flickering candles scattered across the wooden floors. The air was thick with the scent of sandalwood and something else, something musky and primal. Taeyong's heart began to race as he stepped into the unknown, the floorboards creaking beneath his feet like a warning. He called out, his voice a feeble echo in the vast, empty space. But the house remained silent, save for the distant dribble of water from a leaky faucet somewhere above.

As he ventured deeper, the shadows grew more defined, and the candles grew more numerous. They formed a path, leading him to a door at the end of a long, narrow hallway. It was the kind of door that looked like it hadn't been opened in decades, with peeling paint and a brass knob that gleamed in the candlelight. Taeyong's hand hovered over the knob, his breaths shallow and quick. He told himself to turn back, that there was nothing here for him, but his curiosity won out. He twisted the knob and pushed the door open, revealing a room bathed in a soft, golden glow. And in the center of that room, he saw the Alphas of the Delta frat house, their eyes gleaming with an intensity that made his blood run cold.

Johnny, the leader, stepped forward, a smug smile playing on his lips. "Welcome, Taeyong," he purred, his voice low and seductive. "We've been waiting for you." The other four Alphas, Jaehyun, Yuta, Kun, and Ten, flanked him, each one more intimidating than the last. They were all dressed in ceremonial robes, their muscular frames visible beneath the fabric. The room was filled with the scent of incense and something else, something that made Taeyong's skin crawl.

"You've been chosen," Johnny continued, his eyes raking over Taeyong's form. "Every year, we select an omega to be our Broodmare. This year, it's you." Taeyong's knees wobbled at the words, his mind racing to make sense of what he was hearing. "We will breed you," Jaehyun said, his voice a harsh whisper, "until you carry our pups and bear them into this world."