POSSESSION ✅

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"Joon-ah, let Hyung take care of you. Let Hyung make you feel good and show you that you don't need those other guys."

Namjoon's heart was beating out of his chest. He had had a crush on his older brother for as long as he could remember. No matter how much he had tried to push it down, he was helpless to his attraction. Jungkook was just so big and strong and handsome and alpha, Namjoon's omega instincts craved everything about him. But he had always been disgusted with himself for wanting it, had resisted for years. But now Jungkook was telling him he wanted him too, and Namjoon was panicking.

"Hyung, I... I think...-"

Before he could finish his sentence, Namjoon felt warm fingers press against his lips, shushing him. "Shh, don't think, Joonie. Let Hyung think for you, Hyungie knows best."

Jungkook replaced his fingers with his lips, pressing them to Namjoon's with a sense of urgency that had Namjoon panting. And Namjoon couldn't think, not anymore. Not when Jungkook's lips were moving against his, not when they were coaxing Namjoon's open to make way for Jungkook's tongue, slipping inside Namjoon's mouth like it belonged there. Namjoon just moaned into the kiss, head empty, just letting himself feel.

It was more natural than breathing, and it was intoxicating. Jungkook's strong hands roamed over his body, and he felt himself give into every touch, melting into the contact like hot wax. Jungkook touched his abdomen, sliding his hands down to his thighs, gripping them tightly as he deepened their kiss. When he pushed them apart and the smell of Namjoon's slick made its way to his nose, Jungkook growled possessively against Namjoon's neck, making the younger shiver.

"You're so wet for me already baby, how can we not be meant for each other when our bodies crave each other like this??" Jungkook grabbed Namjoon's hand, pressing it against his own cock which was unmistakably hard.

Namjoon didn't have an answer. All he knew was that he was burning up and every flick of Jungkook's tongue against his lips was driving him crazy. In fact, he was starting to feel crazy... a little delirious perhaps, and Jungkook's musky scent was starting to smell irresistible. Any reservations Namjoon had previously flew out the window, eyes rolling back in his head as his legs spread even wider.

"A-alphaaaa," he whined, and Jungkook froze, the hair on the back of his neck standing up. He sensed a shift in Namjoon- his skin too hot, his scent sickly sweet, his use of Jungkook's pack title... and suddenly he knew.

"Namjoon-," he began, as Namjoon writhed below him, whimpering. "Namjoon, you're in heat," he murmured, almost reverently, body reacting viscerally to the shift in his brother's hormones. Jungkook felt the way his cock stood at attention immediately, the way his scent spiked and the way his protective nature took over. He released a whine that could only really be described as a howl, descending on Namjoon and licking at his throat. He tasted like honey and desire.

"Alpha, alpha please! Need you!" Namjoon cried out, eyes unseeing as his hormones clouded his senses. Jungkook was there to calm him down.

"Shhhh, baby, alpha's got you, I'll take care of you."

Jungkook crawled down the mattress, making his way between Namjoon's legs. From here, the scent was intoxicating. "Gonna make you feel so good, Joonie," Jungkook cooed, lowering his mouth to the viscous slick that pooled at Namjoon's hole and dripped onto the sheets below.

At the first slide of Jungkook's tongue up his entrance, Namjoon reacted like a scared animal. He jerked away from Jungkook's touch, not expecting the intense sensation in his hazy state. Jungkook just shushed him, running his hands up and down the youngster's thighs. "Shhh, calm down baby, alpha's gonna make it better."

Namjoon lifted his head a fraction of an inch to look down at Jungkook, though his gaze didn't focus. "Alpha?" He whined brokenly, and Jungkook was overcome with the need to comfort his baby brother.

"Mhm, alpha's got you, Joonie."

When Jungkook felt his little brother relax slightly beneath him, he dipped his face between Namjoon's thighs once more. When his tongue ran up the younger's entrance this time, he felt him shudder. "Alphaaaa," he cried out, and Jungkook took that as a good sign. He repeated the motion, Namjoon's back arching off the bed in ecstacy while Jungkook's tongue continued to flick at his hole.

"So pretty, baby, doing so well for alpha," Jungkook groaned, slipping two fingers easily into Namjoon's slick heat beside his tongue. Namjoon had never been fingered before, his sexual experiences limited to toys. The stretch awakened something new within him, a desire that burned hotter than flames in his belly.