Forest-Namseok

Chapter 11

Warning: smut ahead

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Fate, or universe as a lot of people enjoy calling it, had started working. Namjoon faced another choice. He could close the door and leave the boy to deal with the heat on his own or he could embrace the whimpering boy and succumb to his urges

"What did you call me?" Namjoon asked his throat dry as the boy's scent assaulted him. He had heard the way the boy called him. Mate. But he wanted to make sure.

"You... you feel it don't you?" the boy asked, his voice weak and low "When you look at me... what... what do you feel?"

Namjoon looked at the boy who sat up on the bed. The window was open and even though the breeze was cold the atmosphere was hot, especially with Namjoon taking a closer look to the boy. Somewhere along the night the boy had taken his clothes off a thin sheet partly hiding his lean, athletic body, it didn't seem to have any scars or flaws and the sweat that had covered it only added to its beauty.

Namjoon gulped as his eyes traveled up the boy's chest to his fragile long neck. The sight of the naked neck had him run his tongue over his lips an action the boy noticed

"You want to bite me don't you?" the boy was whispering by now, his voice hoarse yet effective "Mate... can you hear my pulse?" of course he could. The boy's pulse was identical to the others. His whole existence wanted to ravish yet protect the creature in front of him.

He took a step into the room and locked the door behind him.

He had made a decision

"My name is Namjoon... what is your name?" he wanted to know, he wanted to know everything about the boy. A shiver runs down the boy's spine as he heard the name of his mate

"Hoseok..." he whispered and it was Namjoon's turn to shiver. Something on the way the boy said his name made his whole boy tingle. Unconsciously he closed the distance between them, he prompts his leg on the bed and, shyly, he sat next to the sweating male.

"Well Hoseok..." he started and licked his lips "I suspect you're in heat. I don't know how to help you... my wolf is sealed, although I suspect not for long, and I'm completely clueless when it comes to this" With each passing second Namjoon could feel his resistance wearing thin. He wanted to push the boy back on the bed and perform all these techniques he had watched in porn, that feeling caught him by surprise. For all that he knew he was asexual all his life and now he wants to fuck senseless a boy whose face he hasn't even seen yet

"Namjoon...no one really knows what they are doing during a heat" the boy's voice was sweet like honey and deep from exhaustion, it immediately made Namjoon wonder what it would sound like when he moaned "We are being prepared for this but we all forget about what we learnt when it actually comes down to this"

"What if I hurt you?" he asked. The boy leaned forward, his face shone from the moonlight stealing the breath of Namjoon's lungs. His face was ethereal. His lips were heart shaped and his eyes... oh Namjoon was bewitched. He had never seen a face so innocent, beautiful and full with lust at the same time.

Hoseok licked his lips, driving Namjoon crazy, as he moved closer to the other and locked gazes with him

"I have always waited for my mate, I trust Fate... I trust you..." Namjoon couldn't look away from the brown orbs "You'll never hurt me intentionally Namjoon" there it was again. The tingle when the boy said his name. His whole existence, soul and body, screamed for Hoseok. It was as if the world got erased and Hoseok was the only thing that remained.