Hello, Hello (Tell Me What You Want Right Now)

Namjin III

Jin is beautiful.

It's no secret, not by a long shot, but Namjoon can't help but think it every time he looks at him, every time he catches a whiff of fresh flowers and honey, every time he hears him sing or laugh or do anything because Jin is always beautiful.

He is even more so where he is now, on his knees in front of Namjoon, who is sitting on the side of their bed. He's got his mouth wrapped around the head of Namjoon's cock, sucking lightly, looking beatifically up at Namjoon like he's given him the greatest gift in the world.

But Namjoon is the lucky one because he's got this beautiful, amazing Omega to take care of. To take care of him.

They had found themselves alone in the dorm for the first time in God knows how long, and aimed to take advantage of it. They had stripped down the second their bedroom door was closed, licking into each other's mouths all the while. Namjoon was happy doing anything with Jin, but when Jin had pressed close, laving kisses across his neck and asking so sweetly, "Can I suck you, Alpha?" who was he to say no?

Jin hums happily, taking more of Namjoon into his mouth before pulling back again. He loves to tease and it drove Namjoon crazy in the beginning but now, now he lives for it. He watches, enraptured, as Jin slips his eyes closed and surrenders himself to the act, hollowing his cheeks and taking Namjoon to the hilt.

Namjoon groans, low in his throat, and Jin practically purrs in response. He swallows once, twice, the head of Namjoon's cock breaching the back of the throat. The heat, the sensation of it all drives Namjoon wild and he could cum so easily right now, but he wants to hold out. He wants this to last. Jin seems to sense this as he pulls completely off, gripping Namjoon by the base with one hand and kitten-licking up and down his length. Namjoon moans again, reaching out with one hand to thread it in Jin's downy, soft hair. Not tugging or pushing or even guiding, just to touch the strands, to anchor himself to his Omega and this moment that they're in.

Jin leans into the touch, pressing the flat of his tongue to the underside of Namjoon before taking him in his mouth again, sucking lightly and bobbing some, not taking the whole length but enough to make Namjoon's thighs twitch, his breath hitch in his chest. "God," he breathes. "You're so gorgeous, Jinnie. Taking me so well. Fuck, your mouth feels so good."

Jin mewls under the words, taking Namjoon deeper, stroking what's not in his mouth with his hand. Namjoon hisses, pleasure spiking up his spine. "Fuck, Seokjin, I could cum like this. Is that what you want, hm? Your Alpha cumming down your throat?"

Jin whines and nods the best he can with Namjoon's cock still in his mouth, pulling off to catch his breath. He strokes Namjoon lightly, breathing rough and eyes glazed over. "Please, Alpha," Jin says and his voice is hoarse, rougher than normal and sending shivers through Namjoon. "Please, cum in my mouth. I want to taste you."

How could Namjoon ever deny him?

Jin returns to him with a renewed vigor, swallowing all the way down and holding for a moment before coming back to the tip, tongue circling the head. He repeats, over and over, until Namjoon is dizzy with arousal. He's so close, and thoughts of holding out longer fly out of his head, replaced with pure need.

Jin, always attuned to his Alpha, senses how close he is. He tightens his plush lips and picks up the pace. The increased speed makes obscene, slick noises fall out of his mouth and drool leak as well, dripping down his chin. The sight of his usually put together Omega looking so disheveled makes Namjoon weak, fingers tightening their hold in Jin's hair. Jin uses the hand he had had on Namjoon's cock to move down and fondle at his balls, rolling them between deft fingers. The added pleasure tips him over and he grunts out a warning before he's cumming hard into Jin's waiting mouth.

Jin's eyes fall closed again, humming happily as he swallows the load. He keeps his mouth on Namjoon, sucking lightly like he can't help it. Namjoon would be all to willing to let him continue, but the stimulation is sending almost-painful aftershocks through his core. He uses his grip in Jin's hair to pull him off, making the Omega whine at the loss. Namjoon uses the last of his strength to bend down and lift Jin up, into his lap and onto the bed. Jin makes a startled noise but it morphs into a moan when Namjoon flips them over, Jin landing on his back with Namjoon covering his body. Namjoon shoves a thigh between Jin's legs, met with wet heat from Jin's dripping cock and slick coated cheeks. He moans low in his throat and if he hadn't just cum he would have then, feeling how aroused Jin got just from sucking his Alpha's cock.

Jin mewls, eyes blown wide and glassy. Namjoon leans down to capture those plush lips with his own, licking into Jin's slack mouth as he reaches down to stroke the Omega's sweet, little cock. Jin is bigger than most Omegas, sure, but Namjoon's hand still engulfs him, the pretty pink head barely poking out of the circle of his fist. Jin bucks into the grip and kisses Namjoon back with all the will he's got. Namjoon strokes him fast, the precum Jin is steadily oozing making the slide so easy. Namjoon can tell he's close even though this is the first that either of them have touched his cock. He leaves Jin's mouth even though he could spend an eternity there, kissing down his jaw and to the scent gland hidden underneath the strong line of it. The skin there is always sensitive, but even more so when Jin is worked up like he is now. Namjoon licks at it, releasing honeysweet flowers into the air, and sucks at it lightly, enough to stimulate but not enough to mark much beyond a light pink, knowing they have shoots coming soon. He'd love nothing more to bite and suck Jin's skin all over, until he's blooming purple and red, marked solely as his. But he doesn't want to incur the wrath of the makeup-noonas.

Jin is sensitive enough that the light touches fry his nerves anyway, and he's practically convulsing under Namjoon, his release ever imminent. "Namjoon," he whines. "A-Alpha, I'm gonna cum."

Namjoon pulls back enough to say, "Do it. Cum for me, Jin-ah," twisting his wrist as he does so.

Jin's breath hitches, hips grinding down onto Namjoon's thigh. His face bunches up, tears leaking out of the corners of his eyes, and he practically screams as he cums between them. Pearly white covers Namjoon's hand, some landing onto his stomach as well as Jin's own. Namjoon milks him through it, Jin's orgasm seemingly endless after so long without each other.

Jin's whines finally take on a more pained tone, over stimulation making his body twitch. Namjoon releases his softening cock and wipes his hands on the sheets before collapsing next to his Omega, kissing at his jaw and cheek and nosing his temple. Jin blinks rapidly, eyes coming back into focus, as his breathing slows back to normal. He rolls on his side, burrowing into Namjoon, face in the Alpha's neck. He's always been a big cuddler after sex and Namjoon is in no place to complain.

Eventually he finds the energy to haul them out of bed, having to practically carry Jin's boneless form to the bathroom. They're still the only ones home so he has no qualms about wandering around nude. He turns on the shower, warming the water, before pulling Jin in with him. Jin moans as the water hits him, mind still a little lost from the post-orgasm hormone rush. Namjoon soaps the Omega up, wiping him down and carefully washing his cock and between his thighs and cheeks so that the drying slick doesn't irritate him. Jin whines but let's Namjoon work, bracing himself on the Alpha's shoulders.

Namjoon cleans them up quickly, shutting the shower off and toweling them down so they can return to bed. When they return to their room they burrow under the covers, carefully avoiding wet spots because they were too tired to change the sheets. Namjoon falls asleep with a smile on his lips, Jin's breath softly fanning across his throat and his weight comfortable across his chest.

They wake, later, to someone coming into their room and squealing, backing out immediately. Taehyung's voice rings out from the hall. "Oh, gross, Mom and Dad had sex while we were gone! Augh, I can't unsee this!!"

Namjoon snorts, amused, but Jin snarls in his neck. Namjoon brings a hand up to squeeze the nape of the Omega's neck, calming him down before he can shoot into the hall and launch a tirade onto poor Taehyung. They can hear Jimin laughing and saying, "Oh, come on, Taetae, old people have sex too!" He yelps soon after the statement, probably being hit by either Yoongi or Hoseok.

Namjoon smiles into Jin's hair, holding him close. They need to change their sheets, Jin will have to get up soon to make dinner, and Namjoon should probably check in with the others about their days, but they don't have to do any of that just yet. So Namjoon closes his eyes again, dozing off to Jin's heartbeat against his own, smoke and wildflowers in his head.