Not so tough now, are you? (Patreon)

Jeongguk hates the pack he got taken into. And he especially hates the head omega, Jimin. He hates that he bears that scar of Jimin’s teeth from when he spoke up against him, and he hates especially, how Jimin challenges him to speak up again.

Jeongguk knows it will end up with another alpha bitching session, and the idea of getting face-fucked publicly by an omega is too humiliating for words. If his pack were still alive, and saw how Jimin had put a claim on him last time, they would have shamed him forever, probably even casted him out.

So, for a while he keeps his mouth shut, but since he is the strongest alpha here, he is bound to join the council, he is bound to hunt, he is bound to be around Jimin a lot.

And Jimin loves getting under his skin.

Every chance he gets he needs to shame Jeongguk for not knowing their ways, to tell him he needs lessons in hunting, just because he missed that one time. And Jimin always specifically asks for his opinions in council meetings, just to put him on the spot, and then completely bash his advice or ideas.

And Jeongguk can’t fucking take it anymore.

It’s that night that he decides he’s going to Jimin’s hut and confront him about his outrageous behaviour. He’s gonna tell him he needs to be taken seriously, or he’s gonna go rogue.

So, when he enters Jimin’s hut in the middle of the night he’s fully prepared for an argument, a fight maybe, even.

But he gets hit with the thickest wave of pheromones the moment he steps in. The intoxicating scent of rich amber, makes his mouth water, his alpha responding immediately. He looks around frantically, until he sees Jimin on his bed, under the covers, but from the movement Jeongguk can tell he’s getting off.

Jimin only notices he’s there when he’s at the edge of his bed, and the blonde gasps, lust-glazed eyes running up to his face. And then shame, in the midst of his heat, Jimin can still feel shame that Jeongguk sees him like this.

“You- you can’t be here. It is forbidden to enter anyone’s hut after the moon is at its highest.”

“Mmh. What are you gonna do about it? You’re three fingers deep inside yourself.”

He’s just guessing, but by the lack of response he knows he’s probably right. Jeongguk’s eyes run over Jimin’s figure under the blanket, imagining it.. Jimin’s slicked up fingers.. His mouth waters.

It is kind of satisfying seeing Jimin in his natural state, submissive, needy. Although Jimin is trying to give him that hard glare, his scent is inviting him in, begging him to take.

A cruel laugh bubbles up in his throat, and he sits down on the edge of the bed.

“Not so tough now, are you?”