TO BE WITH YOU UNDERNEATH THE BLOSSOMS

21-🌸

Taehyung's body wasn't functioning at full capacity after his rut ended yesterday.

His cycles were always exhausting-his body craving the presence of the one omega who, once upon a time, had evaded his advances with excuses about their age gap. Jimin had always teased him, calling him a pup. What choice did Taehyung have but to prove to his omega that he wasn't the same kid Jimin used to carry on his back around the pack?

Taehyung was the one to do all the work during the entire time of them sharing their cycles all because he was whipped for the cute omega who enjoyed receiving the pillow princess treatment. Not that he is complaining. Jimin let him do whatever he wanted, purring contentedly as Taehyung's hands caressed his soft curves. His cock would sink into a warmth so addicting that Taehyung couldn't get enough. If not for Jimin, Taehyung would have never discovered his obsession with eating ass as much as he enjoyed dicking down.

And really, who could blame him?

Jimin had an ass that practically begged to be eaten out at every opportunity. Taehyung couldn't even count the number of times he'd woken the omega from sleep, tongue buried deep inside him, savoring the slick that coated his palate. The heavenly taste made Taehyung moan unabashedly each time, his cock hardening as if it hadn't been in Jimin's mouth just moments before. Even now, his body heated at the thought of touching his omega again. Today, though, he'd make Jimin eat something first, then spend the rest of the day cuddling his mate in their nest until Jimin got fed up with him.

Taehyung had wanted to wake Jimin up similarly this morning also, but as an alpha, he had to make sure his omega was well-fed too.

It was while he was busy in the kitchen, he heard the doorbell ring. Namjoon was standing with his hands clasped behind his back, the taller man's peculiar dimples peeking through as Taehyung opened the door to a gentle smile, which he mirrored with one of his own. The older beta was invited inside at Taehyung's insistence.

Namjoon was the first person Taehyung had seen in the past six days-ever since he'd been caught up in pleasuring and pampering his beloved.

Park Jimin, despite his grouchiness and babyish tendencies, was the love of Taehyung's life. And Taehyung? Well, nothing in this world was strong enough to keep his dick away from Jimin's ass.

Taehyung's excitement in seeing his Hyung lessened as he saw Namjoon wrinkle his nose at the heavy stench of sex in the air. On top of that, Taehyung still hadn't gotten rid of his dirty clothes (he was busy in doing, ahem, things and what if the thing that got him hooked was his best friend?) or taken a bath to cleanse his body from the traces of stains on his body-namely his come, drool and his dear omega's slick. So, in conclusion, he stinks to high heaven, and he is in disbelief that his Hyung gets to be the first one to see him like this. Standing in disarray in the middle of his omega's house without the said omega by his side to see how utterly debauched he is because of his insatiable mate.

If Taehyung had looked at his reflection in the mirror, he might have understood why Namjoon avoided making eye contact with him. His neck and shoulders ached - undoubtedly from Jimin's sharp little teeth and claws. No one had warned him how intense sharing cycles could be. Next time, he swore he'd tie Jimin's wrists down. That way, he'd not only avoid getting scratched but also gain better access to Jimin's thighs-the one area his mate still declared off-limits, calling it "too sensitive." Well, Taehyung would make the most of it if the opportunity ever arose.

"Hyung", Taehyung stammered, trying to find words while hurriedly pulling a T-shirt from the floor to cover his shirtless body. He gestured for Namjoon to sit on the couch, silently relieved that it wasn't one of the places he and Jimin had defiled.