Jeong Yunho left his home and everything he'd ever known. At 24 years old, he was yet to present and life under his Uncle's thumb was getting worse as the years went on. Yunho knew he had to get as far away as possible. When he found himself in the...
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Wooyoung’s Beta rut hit him a lot faster than anyone had anticipated. While his instincts were a little different from the Alphas, once in rut, Wooyoung could be confused as one. Mostly around Yeosang whom he’d grown up with. With San, Hongjoong and Mingi gone, the other three had to work hard to keep him distracted while he was missing the rest of his Bondeds. Wooyoung tended to get anxious when he didn’t know where everyone was.
Yeosang let Wooyoung take him into the nest after Seonghwa and Jongho prepared it for his rut. Thankfully, Betas didn’t have heats or ruts that lasted nearly as long as their Alpha and Omega counter parts. But they could be every bit as exhausting. The scents of the Pack around him made Wooyoung feel at ease, even knowing half his Pack wasn’t home. Jongho coaxed him closer to the center and Wooyoung went easily. His hands never once leaving Yeosang’s body as the Beta tugged his Omega further into the nest with him.
Yeosang giggled when Wooyoung pawed at his clothes. Seonghwa kept a close eye on them to make sure Yeosang was okay. It had become a habit of his during their years together. Wooyoung had never scared Yeosang, but he sometimes didn’t pick up on Yeosang’s body language when the Omega needed a moment. They had figured out a system that worked for them and Wooyoung’s Beta ruts had gone much more smoothly since then.
“Mm…you smell so good, Yeosangie.” Wooyoung half growled the moment he freed the Omega’s legs from his pants. The scent of his slick already permeated the air. Wooyoung knew exactly what he was doing when he overly scented Yeosang earlier. To the point of making him scent drunk and pliant. Wooyoung took Yeosang’s pants and tossed them off the nest and directly onto Jongho’s head. The Alpha had been bent over, tucking food into the trunk at the foot of the massive bed.
“Yah!” Jongho flushed, embarrassed, as Yeosang’s scent quickly flooded his senses before he yanked the fabric off his head.
Yeosang bit the tip of his finger and gave Jongho a sheepish smile. His rosy cheeks and bright eyes were far more alluring than he had any right to be. Yeosang wasn’t even in heat. Jongho swallowed hard and cleared his throat before he took the clothes Wooyoung was stripping off away from the nest and into the large basket the maids would claim once everything was over.
Seonghwa climbed into the nest as well, only wearing a shirt for now as he knew Wooyoung had a lot of energy in the beginning of his Beta rut. He could go for hours and hours before taking a break. If Seonghwa didn’t want his clothes ripped, it was just easier to not have any. Seonghwa scented Wooyoung while the Beta worked on preparing Yeosang with his fingers. The Omega seemed happy and content to be wanted and squirmed eagerly from Wooyoung’s ministrations.
“You’re making him feel so good, Wooyoungie.” Seonghwa’s lowered voice sent shivers down both Wooyoung and Yeosang’s spines. The Beta chirped with pride as he added a third finger, thrusting in and out of Yeosang’s slick walls. “Such a good Beta.”
