The world has moved forward, yet some packs and families remain anchored in tradition
Namjoon is a traditional pack alpha who is determined to uphold the customs and practices of his ancestors. He values the old ways and is resistant to change. On t...
This is the first time I’m writing a rut/heat scene, and I don’t know what I did… but here’s a smut warning for whatever kinks they had in the previous chapters.
Note: Heats are written as more lucid and vocal, while ruts are portrayed as hazy and instinct-driven
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Jungkook jolted awake at around three in the morning that day. He felt like he was in a trance...his vision blurred a little at first before going back to normal. His body was drenched in sweat and the sheets beneath him were twisted and damp. He could feel a deep, aching emptiness throbbing low in his body...it was almost impossible to ignore. He was painfully hard, and he could feel that his underwear was soaked through with slick. The air in the bedroom was heavy with the thick scent of a needy omega in heat
He shifted slightly and immediately whimpered.Everything felt too sensitive.Even the brush of fabric against his nipples or the inside of his thighs sent sparks shooting straight to his core, leaving him trembling beneath the blankets
“Fuck... arghh...” he groaned, his voice cracking with frustration and discomfort
He threw the blanket away first and then yanked his soaked shirt over his head and shoved his pants and underwear down his thighs and tossed them somewhere across the room. Cool air brushed against his fever hot skin, but it did nothing to soothe the desperate feeling of emptiness he was feeling
“Why?” he whispered in frustration“Make this stop... stop...”
Tears slipped down his flushed cheeks as a wave of pain twisted through him and he could feel more slick dripping down the inside of his thighs
When Namjoon returned from his phone call teh previous night, Jungkook had already fallen asleep from exhaustion. Despite the way the omega's scent was so heavy in the air, affecting his senses and stirring every instinct his alpha possessed, Namjoon kept his distance from him . This was Jungkook's first heat with him, and the last thing he wanted was to overwhelm him . So Namjoon decided to stay on the couch instead, unil Jungkook wakes up
The sound of Jungkook's voice made him wake up almost instantly. His alpha instincts snapped to attention before he was even fully conscious...he could feel the pain in his mate's scent.
“Baby?” he called, already on his feet “Are you okay?”
He stopped at the edge of the nest, his chest rising and falling heavily as he breathed .The scent of Jungkook's arousal...the sweet syrup smell of slick along with his natural cherry blossom scent....it was even stronger up close...it was thick enough that he could feel it on his tongue. Namjoon's hands curled into fists at his sides, nails biting into his palms as he battled for control
Namjoon nodded and quickly adjusted the temperature despite the room already being cool. He then grabbed a clean towel and approached Jungkook slowly. He wiped the sweat from Jungkook's forehead and neck gently
