Jinmin SF|OS

쉰일곱

Stinky Alpha
"As much as I want you, I can't let you get addicted."

"Jimin?" Seokjin called out, the moment he stepped foot into the younger male's house he's been hit by a wave of nausea. There's something going on and he doesn't like it.

The scent was clogging up his mind but he still went in, keeping in mind to be on his guard. He could hear the grunts coming from the hallway and it made his heart pulsate. He wanted to turn back and run away— he could always come another day but his feet kept dragging him closer.

It was intoxicating.

He had his hand on the door knob and he twisted it slowly, gulping loudly as the pantings became clearer. Seokjin gave a yelp when the door was snatched open, wrist held so tightly he thinks it might snap.

"What are you doing here?!" Jimin growled, eyes glowing a bright red as he tried to tame the animalistic instinct in him.

Seokjin and Jimin weren't mates yet— they'd been wanting to do it but the timing wasn't right yet. The blonde is at his final stretch in university while his boyfriend was still half way through it. Both of them agreed that they'd be mates after their studies— but it might be broken today if Jimin's rut causes the blonde to go in heat.

"You weren't answering your phone so I thought something bad happened." The blonde uttered in fear, his free hand holding onto the door frame.

A part of him was scared but another part was also concerned for Jimin. He looked like he was in so much pain; his sheets were tattered up to shreds along with the walls. Seokjin recalled his boyfriend having an alpha neighbor and that may be why he's all riled up and aggressive right now.

"Just— get away from me!" Jimin shouted, pushing the omega out of his room. He was about to shut it until Seokjin sandwiched himself in between the frame.

"Let me help you get over your rut."

"What?! No! You're— I'm gonna hurt you!" The alpha fought, biting on his lips.

It took him all his might to push the door open, trudging into Jimin's room. "I took the pill so— so I can help you."

"This isn't about the pill—" Jimin groaned in agony and distanced himself away from the blonde— "you aren't mated with me, you know what happens when unmated omegas taste an alpha."

Seokjin pursed his lips and walked towards the alpha, grabbing him by the wrist and making him sit on the bed, kneeling down afterwards and untying the raven's sweat pants. "I won't swallow, so stop being stubborn!"

"Angel—" Jimin choked, feeling the blonde's tongue glide up his shaft. His hands were planted on the mattress, claws out and clinging for dear life. It took all his will not to grab Seokjin's head and use him as a toy.

The omega's luscious tongue flicks across the alpha's bulbous head, teasing his slit before taking him whole. Seokjin loved the heavy feeling in his mouth, how Jimin's girth took up all the space available. Encouragements and moans slipped out of the raven's lips, coaxing the blonde to press further.

With his lips pressing against the alpha's knot, Seokjin sucked and swallowed hard, his throat contracting around the length which made Jimin buck his hips harshly. He let out a hiss, apologizing softly but the blonde was far too gone.

He was drowning in Jimin's scent and it made him want more. He knows his brain is just muddled with pheromones but he couldn't help it— he wanted Jimin to spill the sweet narcotics down his throat.

The alpha's head was rolled to the side, resting on his shoulder. He's been calling out the omega's name and giving him warnings but he wasn't listening. "Seokjin! Snap out of— fuck—"