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Yoongi woke up with Lilith's butt in his face, her tail waving around annoyingly. With a grunt, Yoongi shoved her off, making her startle and dash off the bed and out of the room.
Yoongi sighed and rolled over in the bed, and his eyes settled over Jimin's sleeping form.
Today was their last day before departing early next morning. Yoongi was kind of bummed that the three days ended so quickly. The days he spent with the prince was kind of awkward at first, but as they warmed up to each other, it was the most fun Yoongi had in a while.
He really wanted to spend more time with Jimin.
Yoongi sighs and reaches a hand out to gently brush a stray lock from Jimin's face, admiring how soft and silky that were. When that stray lock brushes across Jimin's nose, it scrunches up cutely.
Yoongi continued to watch Jimin. It might be been creepy, but Yoongi couldn't help it. He wanted to be able to look at Jimin all to himself forever.
He could only do that if he won the entire competition.
With that thought, Yoongi made up his mind.
He was going to win this competition, and keep Jimin by his side forever.
He feels Jimin stir, and he quietly lowers himself back onto the bed so Jimin wouldn't suspect that Yoongi had been creepily staring at his face for the past ten minutes. Plus touching too.
Out of the corner of his eye, Jimin turns around to face him, a small hand reaching out and patting open space on the bed. Jimin when lets out a small whine when he doesn't feel anyone, but calms down when he touches Yoongi's arm.
He squirms his way into Yoongi's embrace, letting out a content sigh when Yoongi wraps a solid arm around his waist. His face somehow comes close to Yoongi's neck, right next to his scent gland. Yoongi barely suppresses a shudder when Jimin inhaled deeply, letting out a sound that sounded suspiciously like a moan as he did so.
The omega nuzzled into Yoongi's neck and sighed, going still.
"Jimin?" Yoongi whispered hoarsely, causing Jimin to make a small sound at the back of his throat. "You okay?" Jimin sighs, his hand smoothing over Yoongi's chest, feeling him.
"You smell good." The omega mutters, breathing in his scent again. Yoongi nearly had a heart attack.
It was basically the greatest compliment for an omega or alpha to be told that their scent smelled good.
"Y-you smell go-good too." Yoongi stuttered, lowering his face to Jimin's hair and breathing in deeply.
Jimin smelled exquisite. Like jasmine flowers and oranges. Yoongi soaked the scents all up; he basically couldn't get tired of it.
"What do I smell like to you?" Yoongi asked, curious. Jimin hummed and nuzzled into his scent gland, suppressing a shudder that went through his body.
"You smell like... sandalwood and carnations." Jimin opens his eyes and stares at him, Yoongi doing the same.
Now that Yoongi noticed, Jimin's eyes were wide and imploring, shining with a hint of neediness behind it.
Without thinking, Yoongi bent down and kisses Jimin, swallowing the tiny gasp that emits from Jimin's throat. Yoongi hugs Jimin curvy body against his, the omegas tiny hands coming up to cup Yoongi's face.
Their lips moving together in sync, Yoongi's hands wandering over Jimin's body, from running over Jimin's small waist to sliding down and squeezing Jimin's ass.
Jimin whimpers and pushes his ass into Yoongi hands, while kissing Yoongi deeper. By now, Jimin had already clambered on top of Yoongi's body in his eagerness, Yoongi flat on his back as they touch and kiss each other.
They separate after what felt like eternity, both of them panting wetly, a string of saliva still connected to their mouths.
Jimin looks ethereal, wide, blown eyes, with mussed up soft hair and plump lips shiny with spit.
Yoongi couldn't help himself, gripping Jimin's neck to kiss again, hard. Jimin mewled into the kiss, lips parting to let Yoongi's tongue through. Flipping them over, Yoongi presses him body down on Jimin and plunges his tongue deep into Jimin's mouth, the omega letting out a startled moan.
Suddenly, a smell wafted up to Yoongi's nose, the delicious and absolutely sweet smell of Jimins slick. Yoongi leaned back, his pupils blown wide in arousal. Jimin is the same, but the omega was now panting and squirming, his hips rutting against Yoongi's thigh in desperation.
"Yoongi please." Jimin whimpered, shoving his underwear down and stroking his dick, making Yoongi's brain short circuited.
"Jimin, you sure about this?" Yoongi asks, and Jimin nods, pushing his hips against Yoongi's stomach.
"Mm, alpha please." Jimin moans, and that causes Yoongi to lose control. With a growl, his tears off Jimin's remaining clothes, causing Jimin to squeak in surprise and cover himself. Not liking being unable to see the omegas body, Yoongi ripped Jimin's hands away and pinned them to the mattress.
Now that Jimin's hands were out of the way, Yoongi looked freely at Jimin's gorgeous body, his pink and puffy nipples, his small and dainty waist, and god, his thick thighs. Bending down, Yoongi took one of Jimins nipples into his mouth, sucking and lapping at it with his tongue.
Jimin cries out, arching his back and pushing his nipples further into Yoongi mouth, moaning and crying at how good it feels.
Damn, Yoongi never knew Jimin's nipples were this sensitive.
He slowly moved down until Yoongi's nose brushed the tiniest bit of pubic hair. He looked out of see Jimin looking teary eyed down at him.
"Do you still want to continue?" Yoongi asks again, because he'd be damned if he ever hurt Jimin. The omega nodded.
"I'm not on my heat. I won't get pregnant so don't worry." Jimin assured him. Yoongi exhales before leaning down and kissing Jimin gently.
"Flip onto your back for me darling."
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The Royal Selection
Fanfiction"He didn't marry you to become King, he became King so he could marry you." • After the King of Korea dies suddenly due to disease, his oldest son Park Jimin is next in line for the throne. The problem is, he doesn't have a partner, and he hates the...