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“Kim Dokja.”
Kim Dokja tilts his head up from his phone to meet Yoo Joonghyuk’s eyes. Kim Dokja replies with a small hum to indicate he is listening.
Yoo Joonghyuk uses a towel to clean his hands of residual soap clinging to his skin from washing the dishes.
“I need you to leave the house for the next week.”
Kim Dokja frowns, curious about Yoo Joonghyuk’s statement.
“Why? Is there something happening?”
Yoo Joonghyuk stands frozen by the kitchen sink and pauses for a bit.
He closes his eyes and his eyebrows furrow in contemplation. Then he speaks again.
“No…I’m going into rut.”
Wait. What?
Kim Dokja and Yoo Joonghyuk have recently entered a relationship together.
For Kim Dokja it’s his first relationship and honestly he doesn't really know what to expect.
Being born as a beta he didn’t have a fated pair or a soulmate like those of the alpha and omega categories.
Kim Dokja growing up didn't really care about any of those things regardless.
He was never interested in dating or even had time for it.
Yet when Yoo Joonghyuk barges through the doors of Kim Dokja’s unorganised life he thinks dating wouldn’t be so bad.
Yoo Joonghyuk was the ideal mate.
To list points… He is an alpha, strong, capable, very good at cooking and is incredibly handsome.
Kim Dokja doesn't even understand how such a person would set eyes on himself.
Kim Dokja is the lowest of the lows.
He is a beta and works as a low paying salaryman.
Though strangely, through miraculous means a joint collaboration between his company and Yoo Joonghyuk’s gaming company happened.
That's how a man twice the size of Kim Dokja approached him, held him by his two hands and told the paler man that he was his fated pair.
Kim Dokja internally shit himself that day.
Then through much obliviousness from Kim Dokja’s end and misunderstandings…the two of them are finally happily dating.
Now with their newly established relationships comes new things to experience for a first time dater such as Kim Dokja himself.
He had a date for the first time with Yoo Joonghyuk though he thought it was just a hangout.
He also had his first kiss with Yoo Joonghyuk except he thought all alpha’s liked to kiss people on the lips.
As well as sex, they have done it multiple times. Albeit with struggle since Kim Dokja doesn't have magic self applying slick like omegas.
It was a shock for Kim Dokja to do it for the first time with Yoo Joonghyuk.
Especially since he didn't expect a monster of a dick to be hiding in those pants.
After all their hardships, with their relationship clear and established, Yoo Joonghyuk immediately wanted to wed Kim Dokja.
Kim Dokja told him he was going way too fast so he indulged him by taking it slow and moving in with him.
Kim Dokja moved out of his crammy apartment, where if he were to spread his body into a superman pose he would reach the front door and back wall.
He moved out his clothes consisting of two white shirts for work, one black pants, one tie and one sweater.
Kim Dokja was able to actually carry all of his belongings in his hands to Yoo Joonghyuk’s apartment.
They didn't even need a single box.
Yoo Sangah and Lee Seolhwa took Kim Dokja out for shopping after hearing that news.
Once they both settled into Yoo Joonghyuk’s house for the first time, Kim Dokja could for the first time call a place home.
Granted, Yoo Joonghyuk’s 15 year old sister would occasionally come over to grimace at Kim Dokja… But overall it really was a win-win!
He could eat amazing meals each day, courtesy of his boyfriend.
He can sleep in a big bed cuddled by the warmth of his boyfriend’s enormous back.
And in return Yoo Joonghyuk would get the ‘fated mate’ he claimed Kim Dokja to be.
He has done all of these things, yet he didn't think to consider Yoo Joonghyuk’s second gender special needs.
A rut.
What even is a rut?
Kim Dokja wanted to face palm himself for not paying attention in health class.
How was he supposed to know he was going to date a needy alpha? He didn't even expect getting a lover at all!
He was aware that it was a monthly occurrence as well as it is a hindrance to the omegas and alphas.
Other than that he knew nothing else.
Surely it couldn't be that bad he needed to be kicked out…
—
Yoo Joonghyuk stood with his arms folded oppressing an intimidating aura whilst towering over Kim Dokja from where he sat on their couch.
“Leave starting next Friday.”
“Yoo Joonghyuk, are you really going to kick me out of our house??”
“I’m serious, Kim Dokja.”
“When are you not…” Kim Dokja mumbles under his breath and turns back to his phone, continuing to read his webnovel.
Yoo Joonghyuk stays standing watching Kim Dokja carry on with what he was doing.
He grits his teeth in frustration. He grabs onto Kim Dokja's shoulders forcefully but lightly so he doesn't crush the other.
“Promise you will leave by next Friday.”
Is a rut really so bad???
“I know i'm not an omega, but if this ‘rut thing’ is really that hard on you…” Kim Dokja places his phone in his lap and holds Yoo Joonghyuk’s wrists from where the taller man is gripping onto his shoulders.
“I should at least help you through it.”
Kim Dokja glides his hands along Yoo Joonghyuk’s forearms and then locks his arms around the other’s neck. Pushing him down slightly to straddle on top of him.
“It’s the decent thing to do as your… fated mate .” Kim Dokja makes a face when he says ‘fated mate’.
Yoo Joonghyuk’s breath hitches and rests his hands on Kim Dokja’s waist.
Their noses are a hair length away from touching.
Kim Dokja looks at Yoo Joonghyuk’s face and sees that he seems troubled. It's as if the other is unsure of what to say.
“Kim Dokja my ruts are…” He closes and opens his mouth a couple more times.
“I get violent and I could… I could hurt you, Dokja-ya.”
Kim Dokja hums at Yoo Joonghyuk’s words, “Well, it can't be worse than you choking me at work in front of my executive.”
Yoo Joonghyuk grumbles at those words.
“Hmph.” He pushes his body weight forward and encases Kim Dokja under him.
Kim Dokja lets out a light hearted giggle at Yoo Joonghyuk’s actions.
The taller man then presumes to kiss Kim Dokja’s cheeks, nose and forehead. Seeming to forget his previous worries about his rut.
Kim Dokja smells the faint scent of cedarwood and petrichor permeate through the air.
His sense of smell is not as keen as omegas or alphas but from up close he could always make out a small odour.
Yoo Joonghyuk’s pheromones smelt really calming like the smell of rain or almost like a waterfall.
Yoo Joonghyuk snuggled into Kim Dokja's neck, nibling and nosing at his collarbone.
He wondered what his pheromones would smell like if he wasn’t a beta.
“Joonghyuk-ah what do you think I would smell like if I had pheromones?”
Yoo Joonghyuk wraps his arms around Kim Dokja’s waist and tilts his head up, softly pecking Kim Dokja’s eyelids.
“Mmm, you would smell like you.”
“What does that mean?” Kim Dokja shoves Yoo Joonghyuk away from his face so he could give the larger man a glare.
Yoo Joonghyuk nudges Kim Dokja’s hand away with little to no effort and persists his onslaught of kisses to Kim Dokja’s neck.
Next Friday huh? Kim Dokja supposes he could clear up his schedule.
—
For the next couple of days Yoo Joonghyuk acts… nervous?
Kim Dokja has never seen Yoo Joonghyuk so antsy before.
The man constantly asks if Kim Dokja was sure he wanted to stay with him, Kim Dokja reassures him that he is overreacting and it will be fine.
Yoo Joonghyuk even returned home with ropes telling Kim Dokja to tie him up if he lost control of himself.
Kim Dokja is starting to believe Yoo Joonghyuk as they are having dinner together, when suddenly a pair of handcuffs slide to his side of the table.
“…”
But the beta reassured himself and the other by saying it couldn't be that bad, that the both of them will get through it together.
Kim Dokja doesn't know how ruts work but it couldn't be as bad as Yoo Joonghyuk was suggesting.
He was simply over-exaggerating.
—
Three more days until the dreaded Friday night of Yoo Joonghyuk’s rut and Kim Dokja arrives home to an unbelievable amount of pheromones wafting throughout the whole entire house.
Although Kim Dokja is a beta he can absurdly feel how crushing the pheromones feel.
If he was already covering up his nose… he wonders how an omega would react.
Kim Dokja drops his satchel onto the table and kicks off his shoes disorderly. He follows the smell nervously and it leads to their shared room.
Kim Dokja quietly opens the door with a creak covering up his nose.
He sees Yoo Joonghyuk sitting on their bed wearing his glasses and is typing away on his laptop.
Kim Dokja gets immediate backlash from the sight.
The smell of Yoo Joonghyuk’s scent pangs its way into his nose, it smells like Yoo Joonghyuk was in some impending danger but instead he sits on their bed without a care in the world.
Kim Dokja takes time to regain his senses as he approaches the source of the dominating scent.
“Are you feeling okay?” Kim Dokja brushes the other’s silky bangs from his face and places his palm against Yoo Joonghyuk’s forehead.
He is incredibly humid and Kim Dokja felt like his hand burned just by touching Yoo Joonghyuk’s forehead.
Yoo Joonghyuk then abruptly grabs Kim Dokja’s wrist and he pulls his glasses off.
Kim Dokja gapes his mouth in awe at Yoo Joonghyuk’s flushed expression. Kim Dokja gulps audibly.
Yoo Joonghyuk’s cheeks are coloured in a shade of pink from the tip of nose and ears are flushed red.
It's the most erotic expression Kim Dokja has ever seen on the other man.
Yoo Joonghyuk’s grip on the other man’s wrist tightens substantially and it causes Kim Dokja to hiss in pain a little, attempting to pull away.
“Kim Dokja…” He practically growls out his name.
Kim Dokja is a little shocked and isn't sure what to do for this weirdly clingy Yoo Joonghyuk.
“Uh.. yeah?” He says hesitantly.
“I made you food.”
Oh.
Huh???
—
Kim Dokja munches on the freshly steamed dumplings Yoo Joonghyuk made for him. Whilst having a burning stare directed at him watching his every movement.
The taller male closely watches and follows Kim Dokja’s hand reaching out to pick up the dumpling to eat it.
Though Yoo Joonghyuk stare was slightly unnerving… he couldn’t care less.
He really thought he would get thrown down on the bed and be unable to escape two seconds prior.
Kim Dokja took bite after bite with a happy gleam in his eyes. He noticed how Yoo Joonghyuk sat silently.
Just staring.
It looked like he was waiting for Kim Dokja to make some sort of remark.
Almost like a cute little puppy. It was really endearing, this pre-rut version of Yoo Joonghyuk.
“It's really good Joonghyuk-ah!”
Yoo Joonghyuk puffed up his chest and his pheromones leaked out, beaming proudly.
“I know.”
Kim Dokja melts on the spot. He watches his lover puff his chest up like a proud puppy, happy to cater to his owner.
Kim Dokja is so glad he agreed to attend to his alpha needs.
Kim Dokja finishes his meal with a smile. He thanks Yoo Joonghyuk while the other brings the cutlery to the sink to wash.
Yoo Joonghyuk after cleansing the dishes he places his neon pink apron away given to him by Kim Dokja for their moving-in-day gift.
Yoo Joonghyuk gestures for Kim Dokja to move over to their couch and he obediently follows which makes the larger man smile.
Kim Dokja observes Yoo Joonghyuk going down to take a seat and then taps his fingers against his thighs telling Kim Dokja to sit on his lap.
He was a bit confused but he supposed he had to serve Yoo Joonghyuk’s needs.
He follows Yoo Joonghyuk and he goes to place himself on the other’s lap.
Yoo Joonghyuk’s large back engulfs Kim Dokja's figure; he smiles in contentment and slides his hand down Kim Dokja’s pale thigh until he reaches the other foot.
Kim Dokja gasps a little at Yoo Joonghyuk’s sensual act.
In this position Yoo Joonghyuk has his chin resting against Kim Dokja’s shoulder, his curly locks tickling against the beta’s neck.
Yoo Joonghyuk then starts kneading Kim Dokja’s foot and massaging his ankle.
“Hah..” Kim Dokja sighs into his touch.
Kim Dokja feels the tension leave his entire body and he leans back into Yoo Joonghyuk letting the other man guide him into a relaxing state.
Yoo Joonghyuk huffs cheerfully when he sees his mate slowly become relaxed and defenceless.
Yoo Joonghyuk carries on massaging his feet and his legs that Kim Dokja forgets that he is supposed to care for the other who is going into a rut.
Kim Dokja sits up, “Wait let me do it…Stretch out your legs.”
Kim Dokja lifts himself off Yoo Joonghyuk’s lap and scotches forward a bit to have his arms reach up to Yoo Joonghyuk ankles.
Kim Dokja has his legs on opposite sides of Yoo Joonghyuk’s outstretched thighs and he begins to massage Yoo Joonghyuk’s feet.
Although… from the angle Kim Dokja’s ass is placed directly onto the alpha’s quickly hardening length.
Kim Dokja is unaware how his ass sways along with Kim Dokja’s laughable attempt at a massage.
Yoo Joonghyuk clenches his fist as he gets a full view of his mate’s ass.
He watches how the other grinds left and right on his crotch while painstakingly trying to make Yoo Joonghyuk relax.
Which is doing the complete opposite.
Yoo Joonghyuk sees his vision going red in alert of losing control.
He pushes Kim Dokja off of him and the other falls ungracefully to the side of the couch.
Yoo Joonghyuk swiftly stands up, “I'm going to sleep.”
Kim Dokja watches Yoo Joonghyuk’s figure walk into their shared bedroom and close the door behind him with a loud shut.
Kim Dokja’s face flushes red and he combs his hair out of his face touching his cheeks.
Kim Dokja didn’t miss the sight of a protruding shape outlining his pants as the other walked away with a clenched fist.
—
Friday came and Kim Dokja asked his boss for an early leave to attend to his mate’s needs.
His boss mumbled something about the fact Kim Dokja wasn't a loner and surprisingly had a mate but just told him to do what he needed to do.
So Kim Dokja rides the train, nervousness filling his bones.
He doesn't know what to expect for a rut but he hopes he wasn’t too late.
He knew ruts and heats hurt like hell and despite being a beta he hoped he could ease his mate’s pain even just a little.
Kim Dokja sped walked his way home holding onto the latch of his satchel closely.
Once Kim Dokja unlocks the door he is hit by a wave of a suppressing earthy scent. Kim Dokja's legs tremble from the scent, covering his mouth and nose.
Somehow the smell was even more intense than the previous day.
If Kim Dokja were an omega he would definitely lose himself to this scent.
Kim Dokja shakily held onto the walls trying to hold himself up.
He could practically see the pheromones waft throughout the entire house.
“Yoo Joonghyuk?”
There was no reply. Not even a shuffle from their bedroom.
Kim Dokja made his way to their shared bedroom with as much speed as he could with his shaky legs.
Kim Dokja tentatively opened the door, it made a creak as it was pushed open.
“Joonghyuk-ah?”
Kim Dokja was a bit worried about the lack of response.
But maybe Yoo Joonghyuk gets eerily quiet when he goes into a rut. Who knows.
Kim Dokja peeks his head through the door and he sees a sight he wasn’t expecting to see.
Yoo Joonghyuk sat there listlessly on the ground.
His knees dug into the carpet with his head hung low, making his hair droop down.
Kim Dokja then saw how Yoo Joonghyuk’s bare chest contortion upwards to follow his arm and saw Yoo Joonghyuk’s wrist was tied to the bed with the rope the man offered to Kim Dokja the other day.
Okay. That's creepy.
But the moment Kim Dokja shit himself is when Yoo Joonghyuk lifted his eyes up to meet Kim Dokja’s.
His mouth was wrapped up in a cloth with saliva and drool dripping down his chin to the ground.
The black cloth was drenched and creased from how hard the alpha was biting onto it.
Kim Dokja felt another rush of his pheromones flood his senses once they locked eyes.
The larger man’s face was fully flushed with a shade of red—it ran down his neck and the blush reddened near his chest.
After Kim Dokja got over his initial shock he tried wobbling his way over, still impacted by the alpha’s intense pheromones.
“Joonghyuk-ah.”
He wasn't quite sure what to say so he said his name. As a reassurance to the other and himself.
Kim Dokja approached the other and kneeled onto the ground to meet his height.
The other turned his head to the side, not wanting to meet Kim Dokja’s eyes.
Kim Dokja reached his arms out to hold onto his chin, his hands trembling.
He isn’t scared, this is natural. He chose to accompany Yoo Joonghyuk. He should be able to deal with this.
His hands trembled and went clampy from his sweat.
The beta slid his fingers along the other’s cheek and then carded his fingertips through Yoo Joonghyuk’s wavy hair.
He carefully undid the cloth's tight knot from where it was tied behind his head.
Kim Dokja peeled it off Yoo Joonghyuk’s mouth, spit and saliva attached to it. It looked like he bit onto it really hard. He must be restraining himself arduously.
Yoo Joonghyuk’s half lidded eyes met with Kim Dokja’s once the cloth fell to the floor. The alpha’s cheeks burned in a deep crimson colour, baring his teeth whilst drooling alarmingly.
Kim Dokja gulped down his own saliva with a dumb expression as his hand still hovered over the other man’s cheeks.
Kim Dokja felt his own cheeks flush up from how close they were.
Especially since Yoo Joonghyuk wore such a ravaged expression it made the beta have a full body shiver.
“Hey, that must.. Hurt..” Kim Dokja noticed that his wrist was grazed incredibly red from the rope tied tightly onto him.
He predicted Yoo Joonghyuk was thrashing his arm around for some unknown reason.
Are ruts usually this scary?
He fought his fears and looked up towards the rope secured onto the bed.
Kim Dokja sat up on his knees leaning towards the head of the bed attempting to untie the rope.
But he was daringly pulled down by his arm and landed right smack on top of Yoo Joonghyuk’s chest.
“No.” His voice rumbled deeply. Kim Dokja felt it through his chest.
Of course those are Yoo Joonghyuk’s first words after Kim Dokja found him in this crazed state.
“Why? It's going to rip your hand off from how tightly you tied it.” Kim Dokja stared down at Yoo Joonghyuk’s rosy face.
The other pursed his lips and breathed heavily, his chest going up and down rapidly.
Then he opened his mouth for the second time that day. “If you take it off I might not be able to stop myself from hurting you.”
Kim Dokja’s eyes widened at the line and then he chuckled quietly sinking into Yoo Joonghyuk’s chest. “You really think I can't handle it?”
“You got a bruise from a plastic cup falling onto your foot.”
“It was a heavy plastic cup!” Kim Dokja retorted back whilst undoing the rope.
Kim Dokja struggled a little with the rope seeing how tight it was bound.
How did Yoo Joonghyuk even tie himself up with one hand?
“You’ll get hurt and regret it after.” Yoo Joonghyuk spoke again with resolve.
Kim Dokja sighed softly but a smile graced his lips at the other’s words.
“Really, Yoo Joonghyuk, I can handle this.”
He veered back down onto his lap and used his hands to cup the alpha’s cheeks, kneading them slowly with his thumbs.
“I chose to help you during this time. Besides, I trust you won’t hurt me.”
In the past Kim Dokja would laugh hysterically at the thought of trusting this emotionless rock of a man.
But now he would lay himself vulnerable in front of him as Yoo Joonghyuk is doing right now.
Kim Dokja found it so endearing how Yoo Joonghyuk was acting.
Albeit it was a bit creepy with the whole bondage and gag aspect.
Kim Dokja knew that Yoo Joonghyuk was just doing it as a means to protect him.
Yoo Joonghyuk had such a weird way to convey the words ‘I don’t want to hurt you.’
Kim Dokja never had.. It… rough before either.
Yoo Joonghyuk always cared for him during sex and though he never said anything like ‘Does it hurt?’ Or ‘Are you okay?’ it was usually written all over his face.
And also…Kim Dokja might even like it rough.
Yoo Joonghyuk snaked his other hand around Kim Dokja's waist feeling his body up and down and then rested them at the beta’s hips.
“Hm.” Yoo Joonghyuk grumbled out a content hum as he dove into Kim Dokja’s neck.
He lined his nose up against the other's nape, snuzzling against his non-existent scent gland.
Yoo Joonghyuk probably gave up and accepted Kim Dokja seeing as he was so resilient to do this with him.
Yoo Joonghyuk grazed his fingertips against Kim Dokja’s nipples and then trailed the expanse of his stomach.
Kim Dokja felt himself get lost in the others touch and leaned closer.
Kim Dokja’s hand rested against the other man's pectorals. The rope falling out of his other hand, landing on the floor.
Yoo Joongyuk continues nuzzling into his neck, nipping small bites into his collarbone and then pulling their lower halves closer together.
“Mng!”
What the hell?!
Kim Dokja instantly shivered from the sensation, his hand covering his mouth and nose.
Yoo Joonghyuk bursted out another flow of his pheromones and it filled up Kim Dokja’s senses completely.
Kim Dokja felt his knees buckle and he panted helplessly onto Yoo Joonghyuk’s chest.
His face nuzzled in the crevice of Yoo Joonghyuk’s neck making him get another waft of the oppressing smell.
Usually the smell was calm and inviting or sometimes playfully teasing but this was so different .
The smell of rain and cider wood became suffocatingly sweet instead.
Kim Dokja felt all the blood rush to his head twitching from the smell and he was only just a beta!
“Kim Dokja.”
Yoo Joonghyuk just by calling out Kim Dokja’s name made the paler man’s whole body twitch.
Kim Dokja felt his pants strain uncomfortably, shutting his eyes in embarrassment.
How could Yoo Joonghyuk calling out his name make him so hard?
The alpha lifted his head up to meet Kim Dokja’s eyes.
He bared his teeth out and dived onto Kim Dokja, devouring his lips.
His tongue circled around in Kim Dokja’s mouth. It felt searing and he felt himself burn up.
The smacking of lips and noise of harsh breathing resounded in the quiet bedroom.
“Hmnng..” Kim Dokja craned his neck down to form a deeper kiss and moved his arms up to wrap them around the other’s neck.
Kim Dokja burned from Yoo Joonghyuk’s touch.
Yoo Joonghyuk oddly felt like he was more demanding than usual, wanting more.
Kim Dokja had the impending fear that he would be eaten alive by this rut version of his Yoo Joonghyuk.
Suddenly a thought came to his mind and realised he must smell of his work clothes and sweat.
He arrived home with one thought in mind. To make sure Yoo Joonghyuk was alright.
In doing so he completely forgot that the other man had a more enhanced and incredible sense of smell compared to him.
Meaning he could probably smell how gross he was at that moment.
“Wait..hah I didn't.. hah shower yet.”
Kim Dokja forced himself off the needy alpha’s lips with a pop.
A string of saliva connecting their lips from their intense making out.
Before Kim Dokja could pull himself off of Yoo Joonghyuk, the other immediately pounced back onto the beta after his words.
Kim Dokja didn't get a moment to breathe before his lips were being pressed up by the alpha’s soft ones again.
They didn't separate for a single second, it was as if Yoo Joonghyuk wanted to devour Kim Dokja completely.
The sound of lips smacking against each other and Kim Dokja small whines when Yoo Jooghyuk bit on his bottom lip were the only sounds that could be heard.
As Kim Dokja was getting ravaged by the taller man he felt his hands — which were gripping onto the other's forearm — be pulled away and held together with the other’s grip.
“Ngh?!”
Kim Dokja's eyes widened when he felt a protruding knee press up against his crotch, blush spreading across his neck and ears.
Yoo Joonghyuk then finally releases himself from Kim Dokja’s lips and licks up the stray drool on the others lips.
Kim Dokja is too delirious and out of breath to do anything in protest.
“You said you can handle this, Kim Dokja.”
Yoo Joonghyuk spoke in a gruff voice, prodding his nose into the crevice of Kim Dokja’s neck.
“If you smell bad then… I just have to get rid of the smell for you.”
To accentuate his words he released an even more profound flurry of his stifling pheromones.
At that Kim Dokja made an audible whimper from the smell, his head pounding from it.
The scent almost resembled a sort of potent poison telling him to completely give himself up to Yoo Joonghyuk.
Yoo Joonghyuk rubbed his mate up and down with his hands.
Palming out his clothing, skin, and hair, every surface he could lay his hands on.
Yoo Joonghyuk grasped at Kim Dokja’s hips and pulled him up from where they sat crouched down on the floor of the bedroom.
Both of their legs dangled off the bed as Kim Dokja felt his shirt start to fall off his shoulder and his pants being tossed to the ground.
Yoo Joonghyuk nuzzled his nose and kneaded his cheek against Kim Dokja’s chest.
Then he trailed down to his stomach and rested his chin at the beta’s pants.
Kim Dokja became breathless from the making out and the intense pheromones Yoo Joonghyuk marked into his skin.
He would probably reek of this smell for at least a week.
He didn’t want to think about the look Han Sooyoung would give him once he came back to work.
“What are you thinking about.”
Yoo Joonghyuk’s voice rumbled near his ear, snapping Kim Dokja out of his trance.
“Hah.. uhm well..”
“You should only be thinking about me.”
Kim Dokja shivered from the stern tone, feeling like he was getting lectured. Kim Dokja dumbly nodded at Yoo Joonghyuk’s words and the other displayed a small grin in affirmation.
Before Kim Dokja could say a snarky response Yoo Joonghyuk yanked off Kim Dokja’s underwear and pants in one go.
Then after getting hit in the cheek with a flush pink erection he dived down onto it, swallowing Kim Dokja in one go.
There was so much that happened in so little time that Kim Dokja completely short circuited.
“Bastard… hah..”
Yoo Joonghyuk replied by pinching at the side of Kim Dokja’s thighs, eliciting a small whine from the man.
“Why are you so aggressive today? Diving straight for my dic—ah!”
Kim Dokja's small attempt at trying to rile Yoo Joonghyuk failed when the other bobbed his head in a fierce manner.
Yoo Joonghyuk roamed his hands around the other’s plush thighs, feeling it up and down as he licked the head of Kim Dokja’s member, swallowing it down feeling as it twitched in his throat.
Yoo Joonghyuk tilted his head up to take a glance at Kim Dokja’s form.
His flushed face and half lidded eyes made Yoo Joonghyuk want to devour him even more.
“Let go..ah. I’m close.. Hah.”
He watched the other pant and strain himself being close to his climax.
Yoo Joonghyuk watches his mate lose himself, his chest puffing up and down erratically.
“HNgh!”
Kim Dokja grips onto Yoo Joonghyuk’s hair with substantial force, unintentionally pulling him down and forcing the alpha to swallow his release.
Yoo Joonghyuk gulps it down and pulls off of Kim Dokja with a pop, fully satisfied he was able to make Kim Dokja feel pleased.
“Hah…” Kim Dokja allows himself to breathe after climaxing.
“You’re so beautiful.”
Both parties go silent at Yoo Joonghyuk’s words.
The compliment is a shock to both of them and Yoo Joonghyuk doesn’t quite realise they have left his lips until a little too late.
Kim Dokja takes a few moments to process the words, his mouth gaping stupidly.
Then the tips of ears and his cheeks flush up in a bright pink colour uncontrollably.
“Cute.” Yoo Joonghyuk can't help but want to shower him with compliments. “You’re so cute.”
Kim Dokja pulls his knees to his chest and tries curling himself into a ball at Yoo Joonghyuk’s sweet talk.
“..What the fuck is this… why are you—all of a sudden..”
Kim Doja shields his eyes with his hands, not daring to look at Yoo Joonghyuk.
To his dismay Yoo Joonghyuk doesn't stop and leans down to pull away his hands.
Once Kim Dokja’s hands have parted away from his face, Yoo Joonghyuk leans down to whisper in the shell of Kim Dokja’s ear.
“Kim Dokja, my mate.”
He licks his reddened ears and slides his hands down against the other’s body again.
From how much Yoo Joonghyuk has touched him today, you would think he was getting addicted.
He brushes his knuckles and fingertips against his stomach, tracing his muscles and pushing his pale skin to feel Kim Dokja’s protruding rib bones.
Yoo Joonghyuk wants to reprimand him for not eating enough but the thought gets cut short by Kim Dokja’s reaction.
He's fully hard once more and his thighs tremble under Yoo Joonghyuk’s ministrations.
He seems to get a reaction out of the word ‘mate’.
Yoo Joonghyuk gets intrigued and attempts something. He leans into the other’s ear once more.
“My mate. Mine.”
The alpha curls his hands around the paler man’s waist and props himself down to nip at the other’s neck.
Kim Dokja makes a small squeak as a noise which fuels his embarrassment.
Yoo Joonghyuk’s voice echoes into Kim Dokja’s ear audibly reverberating the clear syllables of the word ‘mine.’
Kim Dokja feels a shiver run through his back and cusp his hands at his ear shuddering from the feeling of Yoo Joonghyuk’s deep voice spoken so close to him in a tone with such love and want.
Yoo Joonghyuk’s mouth moves across his neck to his collarbones and then he moves up to connect lips with the beta.
He feels the other moan into the brief kiss, both of their breaths fanning on each other once they part.
“So beautiful.” He nuzzles his cheek against Kim Dokja’s own cheek. “My mate is so beautiful.”
Kim Dokja feels like he is taking care of some giant puppy.
He pats his curly locks down and brushes his fingertips through them.
Why was this big giant—made out of 100% muscle—man over here complimenting and worshipping Kim Dokja’s body like he was some god?
It was Yoo Joonghyuk who looked like the god.
“I don't think I can hold it back anymore.”
Yoo Joonghyuk heaves softly and he gulps audibly.
“Then don't, dumbass.” Kim Dokja snaps back but with a much more soft and heartfelt tone.
Kim Dokja soon comes to regret egging on Yoo Joonghyuk as the other instantly lifts Kim Dokja’s upper body up and they land up in their previous position, with the beta straddling Yoo Joonghyuk’s thighs.
Yoo Joonghyuk grabs ahold of the others wrist and swiftly pulls off his shirt which has slid down to Kim Dokja’s elbows.
Yoo Joonghyuk rips it off without warning causing Kim Dokja to falter in his hold, almost falling and landing on his back.
The alpha wraps his arm around Kim Dokja's waist and pulls him up with his pure forearm strength.
His other hand aims downward to reach near Kim Dokja’s plush ass.
His finger hovers over Kim Dokja’s tight hole, rubbing the surface and tracing the rim. Kim Dokja shakes from his actions.
“Wait. Lube, get the lube.” Kim Dokja shakily breathes out, being pressed up into Yoo Joonghyuk’s chest.
Yoo Joonghyuk kisses the side of Kim Dokja’s face and pecks at his ears.
“Kim Dokja.” He says the beta’s name whilst slowly pushing his thumb inside, twisting it left and right.
“You bastard— I’m not an omega I can't.. Ah!”
Yoo Joonghyuk tugs Kim Dokja’s waist a little tighter and pushes in just that slight bit more.
“You’re loose.” Yoo Joonghyuk presses harder. “Did you prepare yourself?”
Kim Dokja buries his head into Yoo Joonghyuk’s shoulder, unable to speak or meet the other’s eyes out of embarrassment.
His nape fully exposes itself to Yoo Joonghyuk demonstrating the flush pink contrasting against his pale skin.
Yoo Joonghyuk notices this and goes over to do kitten licks on the skin.
“Dokja-ya, you were waiting for this?”
“Hngh..”
Yoo Joonghyuk looks profoundly pleased by Kim Dokja’s reaction.
He nuzzles against Kim Dokja’s cheeks, grazing the tip of his nose with his soft lips lightly.
“So pretty. You’re really so pretty.”
Kim Dokja shakes from so much praise, he really can't comprehend why Yoo Joonghyuk is acting like this.
He heard about how behaviours change when an omega or alpha goes into their monthly cycle but this was… too drastic!
Each time they make love to each other Yoo Joonghyuk does it quickly, not bothering to say anything in between.
It's not like Kim Dokja minded that. The nervousness probably got to him.
“My beautiful mate, Dokja-yah.” Yoo Joonghyuk said as he rubbed circles into Kim Dokja’s waist, licked up his neck and thrusted his fingers in and out of his hole all at the same time.
Currently though, Kim Dokja is dealing with a Yoo Joonghyuk who wants to cherish all of Kim Dokja and take things slow and methodically.
He is starting to think he prefers the silent, grunting version of Yoo Joonghyuk during sex rather than this lovey-dovey one.
It made him want to die from embarrassment.
“Dokja, look at me.”
“Hah..uh?” Still trying to process and not lose himself to the sensations he's feeling.
“Do you love me?”
What sort of question is this? Shouldn’t it be obvious?
Kim Dokja hesitates for a bit and Yoo Joonghyuk slides his fingers out with a small squelch.
Kim Dokja hisses from the loss of warmth inside of him.
“Do you let someone shove three fingers in their asshole if you don't love them?” Kim Dokja sarcastically asks.
Yoo Joonghyuk lets out a deep guttural growl which Kim Dokja hears echo through his ear.
Suddenly he is gripped by his shoulders and pushed down onto the mattress, making the bed creak from both of them falling in tandem.
Yoo Joonghyuk hovers over Kim Dokja, their lips close to touching. He lets out shallow low breaths almost as if he ran a lap.
Yoo Joonghyuk bears his teeth once more demonstrating his fangs and ragged expression.
“Dokja-yah, do you love me?”
Kim Dokja replies fondly, cradling Yoo Joonghyuk’s cheek. “Yeah. Who wouldn't, you big asshole.”
Yoo Joonghyuk hums contently. “Good.”
Kim Dokja sees Yoo Joonghyuk adorn a passionate expression full of love. “You’re so weird.” Kim Dokja replies back curtly.
He then instinctively wraps his arms around the others neck and pulls him down to kiss him.
He giggles into the kiss, heart full of bliss.
They break apart with a soft pop, this kiss being very unlike the kiss they had prior, when they were trying to ravage each other.
“I love you.”
Yoo Joonghyuk whispers it like a promise not to be shared.
He whispers it so quietly Kim Dokja has to really focus to hear his words of declaration.
Of course, Kim Dokja is aware that Yoo Joonghyuk loves him. They wouldn’t be in a relationship nonetheless doing something like this right this moment.
Though hearing Yoo Joonghyuk say it is entirely different to just knowing it.
Kim Dokja can't count the amount of times he's been so astonishingly embarrassed today.
He's starting to think his cheeks and ears have turned bright red permanently.
Yoo Joonghyuk tenderly caressed Kim Dokja's cheek, gazing into his eyes with love and adoration.
The face that Kim Dokja looked up at was something he didn’t expect to see coming from him.
The creased eyebrows and permanently etched frown was washed away and now replaced with an expression of complete and utter devotion.
As Yoo Joonghyuk looked at the beta, he felt a deep sense of gratitude and happiness wash over him.
With a gentle small smile — so small it's hard to discern — he leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to his lips filled with all the love and affection he had for him.
Whilst Kim Dokja is still processing the small tender kiss, words of love and that rare smile he's only ever seen a few times in his life… he gets caught off guard.
Yoo Joonghyuk suddenly presses in the tip of his cock protruding it against Kim Dokja’s hole.
“Huh, wait. Wait!!” Kim Dokja removes the hands that were covering his face and reaches down to try pushing Yoo Joonghyuk off.
Kim Dokja feels himself involuntarily twitch and squeeze against the other’s member, easing its way inside of him.
Yoo Joonghyuk doesn’t get phased by Kim Dokja’s protest and keeps on nudging in.
“You—you can’t just shove it.. In!” Kim Dokja feels the amounting pressure fill up his lower half and the burn of stretching beyond his limits.
“Oh! Joonghy—ngh!”
Yoo Joonghyuk pants breathlessly as he feels Kim Dokja warm walls squeeze around Yoo Joonghyuk’s cock.
He watches Kim Dokja writhe and clutch the bed sheets so hard they crease.
Yoo Joonghyuk traces small circles with his thumb on his waist hoping it will make the other abate the stress on him.
He leans his head down and kisses Kim Dokja, distracting him from the pain.
“Ungh...take—take it out!”
Kim Dokja always had a sense of pride similarly to Yoo Joonghyuk.
When in a difficult situation he would never admit he was struggling or needed help, he would just silently endure it.
Kim Dokja has never outrightly said it hurt.
Granted he always complained how he couldn’t feel his legs after they did the deed, still it was usually the silent tears and the scratching of his skin from gripping too hard that was the tell tale sign of his discomfort.
“Dokja-yah, you feel so good.. Hah.”
Yoo Joonghyuk wrapped his arm around Kim Dokja’s head, cradling him in his hands.
Kim Dokja responded by wrapping his arms around the others back pressing into his muscular skin.
Both of them let out a groan once Yoo Joonghyuk fully bottoms out inside Kim Dokja.
“You brute. I can't believe you just put—nGH!”
Kim Dokja wasn't able to finish his snarky retort back to Yoo Joonghyuk before he felt the other pull out with a stagnant pace.
“HaNgh~!”
Yoo Joonghyuk thrusted in just as slowly as he pulled it out.
His hips pressed up against the other so deeply he could make out a slight bulge protruding out on Kim Dokja’s stomach.
He pushed back to give Kim Dokja some room to breathe, the beta scraped along Yoo Joonghyuk’s forearm from the movement.
Yoo Joonghyuk took the time to scan his eyes across Kim Dokja’s body.
He revelled in the fact he was the only one who could Kim Dokja in such a state. Panting against the sheets, body covered in sweat and clenching tightly onto Yoo Joonghyuk’s cock.
Yoo Joonghyuk glanced up to Kim Dokja’s chest, noticing his perky nippled standing up.
He moved down to rub and twirl them around before giving a short warning to the other.
“Haah…”
“Kim Dokja, I'm going to move.”
True to his words he didn't leave room for Kim Dokja to reply and kept a steady pace thrusting in and out with authority.
The other replied with short abashed moans in tandem with Yoo Joonghyuk shoves.
Yoo Joonghyuk pushed and moved fast and steady, holding Kim Dokja in place under his hold.
He manoeuvred his arms behind Kim Dokja’s head again and held him as close as possible to his chest.
“Ah! No.. HNgn~!”
“Hah.. Dokja-yah.”
He grunted along with Kim Dokja’s moans, hearing Kim Dokja’s erotic sounds made him want to move faster and milk more sounds out of him.
Yoo Joonghyuk dived his head down to brush against Kim Dokja’s collar bone, to follow up with the movement the beta moved his neck to the side giving way to his neck.
This fully displayed his nape and Yoo Joonghyuk could feel the last bits of restraint he had gradually snapping.
He felt the saliva in his mouth build up and he had the unaltered urge to just bite.
He wanted to bite Kim Dokja’s nape. He wanted to place a mark there.
His side of common sense knew that it wouldn't be permanent due to Kim Dokja being a beta, but he couldn't care less about that fact.
Yoo Joonghyuk leaned down demonstrating his canines brushing them against the flushed pale skin.
He watched Kim Dokja lose himself to the pleasure, tangling his hands in Yoo Joonghyuk’s hair the moment he knew Yoo Joonghyuk was going to bite him.
“Hah.. just do it.”
Yoo Joonghyuk didn't need to be told twice before ramming himself in Kim Dokja.
He plunging in as deep as he could whilst biting the other with a strong clamp.
The audible sound of skin breaking making its way to Kim Dokja’s ears.
“Ah! Hngh… Joonghyuk-ah~”
Once Yoo Joonghyuk got a taste of Kim Dokja he couldn't help but want more.
Kim Dokja felt Yoo Joonghyuk pull off and lap the bite’s residual blood up before feeling the other's breath fanning on another part of his neck.
Kim Dokja braced himself, clutching the alpha’s hair tightly before he felt another bite, just as equally powerful as the first bite.
“Uh, Ahh~ p-pleas—”
But Yoo Joonghyuk didn't just stop at two as he kept going. Licking, nipping and biting until it bruised; until Kim Dokja could feel it sear into his skin.
The sensation he was feeling completely made him lose grip on reality.
The constant pounding in Kim Dokja’s ass, feeling Yoo Joonghyuk move erratically inside him made him lock his legs around Yoo Joonghyuk.
“You taste so good.. ah..”
Kim Dokja came from their intense passion, spurting it on both of their stomachs.
Further making a mess with the sweat making even more squelching noises.
“Hah…nGH!”
He tried catching his breath from climaxing but Yoo Joonghyuk did not give him a break and kept on going.
His toes curled when he felt Yoo Joonghyuk get increasingly larger.
He felt him enlarge to a concerning degree and tried pulling the other off his neck before detecting something touching against his hole.
“Wha… Ungh~!”
“You’re so beautiful, Dokja-ya.”
“Wait! What are you—?!”
Kim Dokja felt the defining shape of something at the base of Yoo Joonghyuk dick try to prod its way inside him.
There's no way this is what he thinks it is.
Yoo Joonghyuk grunts and presses in, cradling Kim Dokja’s head.
Yoo Joonghyuk compressed himself into their embrace so closely it left no room for either of them to breathe.
“Joonghyuk, AH~!”
Kim Dokja felt himself forcibly opening up and giving way to Yoo Joonghyuk.
His hole gaped around Yoo Joonghyuk wanting to push it out but also wanting to pull it in.
“You can't! You really can’t—HNg~”
Usually with omegas and alphas they have their monthly cycle where they go through a period of heats and ruts respectively.
For omegas during their heats they are more prone to get pregnant and are able to form a life bond with their fated pair with a bite to the nape of their neck.
“Ple—please! It hur’s… hurts.. AAngH!”
Kim Dokja dug his nails so hard into Yoo Joonghyuk’s back it started to bleed.
While alphas have ruts which can enable them to impregnate their partner more easily with the use of a knot.
A knot forms and seals up any leakage of their semen allowing it to travel to the omega’s womb and having a higher chance of being pregnant.
“N-no more! ‘s big..hAH.. Too big!” Kim Dokja whined.
But Kim Dokja was not an omega so why was he getting knotted by Yoo Joonghyuk right now???
Kim Dokja gripped onto Yoo Joonghyuk’s back like he was a lifeline.
He threw his head back with his mouth gaping an ‘o’ shape, drool trailing down the side of his lips.
“AH! Joonghyuk, Joonghy—, Joonghyuk-ah.”
His hair was dishevelled and his skin was drenched in sweat but most of all his lower half burned.
He felt like he was getting burned alive.
He couldn't handle the feeling of being stretched so far around Yoo Joonghyuk he felt himself blink in and out of consciousness.
He felt something warm trickle down his ass and deemed it to be blood but was powerless to make any coherent thought about it.
He was starting to feel bad for all the omegas out there having to deal with knots.
Maybe it wasn’t all that bad…Yoo Joonghyuk was probably way too big for his own good.
“Hah.. Kim Dokja. Mine, you’re mine.”
“Hngh.. hic too much.. Ngh..”
He felt uncontrollable tears well up in his eyes due to the painful stretch.
Yoo Joonghyuk finally edged close enough to be satisfied and popped his knot in and let it rest there for a while.
Yoo Joonghyuk pulled off Kim Dokja for a slight second to take a breather allowing Kim Dokja to do the same.
Kim Dokja, desperate for anything and incoherent of any thoughts, reached his arms up to Yoo Joonghyuk.
“Hic.. Joonghyuk-ah.. Kiss—kiss me.”
Yoo Joonghyuk relented and locked his hands with the others, gripping onto it tightly making it ground him to reality.
The reality that he was able to kiss and embrace his mate so lovingly.
“Mmmn… hah.”
Their kiss was slow and sweet, they both savoured each other’s taste.
Yoo Joonghyuk felt Kim Dokja tilt his head and lick a stripe up against Yoo Joonghyuk’s lips wanting to deepen their kiss.
Yoo Joonghyuk opened his mouth and allowed their tongues to swirl sensually against each other, drool spilling down the sides of their mouths.
The lustful sound of lip smacking and slurps of their saliva fueled Yoo Joonghyuk.
He began nudging his knot inside even deeper than before, wanting to push it in all the way.
“Uh!? Hah… AhH~!”
Yoo Joonghyuk grinded up against him lethargically, not putting in too much effort.
He pulled off Kim Dokja’s lips, saliva connecting their lips once more.
“Dokja-yah, I'm close..Ugh..”
Yoo Joonghyuk kept pressing in and looked down to where they were connected.
He saw his enlarging knot press into his mate and the protruding part of his stomach.
Demonstrating just how deep he was inside the other.
“Hah…Do you want a baby, Dokja?”
“Ah…What?”
Kim Dokja could hardly register the question being asked. He looked up at him with bleary eyes dusted with tears.
“You would look so pretty pregnant. Dokja—My mate, so wonderful.”
Kim Dokja unconsciously let the tears he tried holding back flow down his cheeks, sobbing shamefully in front of Yoo Joonghyuk.
“Shhh.. Dokja. Hah..”
Yoo Joonghyuk noticed the others' small sobs and tears trickling down his cheeks. He felt saddened seeing his mate cry so he tried comforting him.
At the beginning of their relationship Kim Dokja vividly remembered telling Yoo Joonghyuk to back off and find an omega mate.
But he never left Kim Dokja.
He even reassured Kim Dokja that it didn't matter if he was a beta. Kim Dokja couldn't help but cry knowing Yoo Joonghyuk would want a child with Kim Dokja.
The paler man pressed his head into the other’s shoulder shielding himself away from the world.
The problem was that he was a beta and wasn't able to get pregnant.
He wasn't able to provide a family for Yoo Joonghyuk.
Yoo Joonghyuk brought up their intertwined hands up to his lips and kissed Kim Dokja’s knuckles tenderly.
“Yoo Joonghyuk.” Kim Dokja pulled away from his shoulder and stared into Yoo Joonghyuk’s eyes head on.
He breathed out shakily.
“Cum in me.. Make me.. Ngh.. pregnant.”
For once, he might entertain the idea.
Kim Dokja observed Yoo Joonghyuk’s eyes widen and then he let out a deep guttural growl. He moved again but this time with his added knot.
He slid out ever so slightly, having the knot pop out of Kim Dokja. Then Yoo Joonghyuk thrusted back in fully sheathing his knot inside.
Kim Dokja got some reprieve from having the impossible knot pulled out of him but it didn't last long since it was plunged right back in.
He felt himself expand around the knot clenching and twitching around it.
“AH! Uuhh.. ngh.”
Yoo Joonghyuk did this repeatedly with an even pace, unrelentingly.
“My mate, hah.”
“AH~!.. Joonghyuk-ah!”
Yoo Joonghyuk couldn't get enough of the pleasure and kept going until he felt himself grow close.
“Dokja.”
“Joonghyuk!”
Yoo Joonghyuk pressed in one final time pushing in as hard as he could and spilling himself inside Kim Dokja like how the beta asked.
He groaned, feeling Kim Dokja squeeze around him, seeming like he was asking for more.
“Ah.. ‘so much..ngh warm..”
Yoo Joonghyuk watched as Kim Dokja smeared his hand across his sweat and cum stained stomach reaching down to caress his lower stomach.
Kim Dokja panted endlessly, overcome by the ache of sex. Kim Dokja felt bloated from how much Yoo Joonghyuk spilled inside him.
He wondered if he might actually become pregnant at that moment.
Yoo Joonghyuk felt purely satisfied watching his mate lay all pliant fill with his release.
He seized the other in his hold pressing him against his chest.
Kim Dokja snuggled closer to Yoo Joonghyuk, relishing in the feeling of his strong arms wrapped around him.
He closed his eyes, allowing himself to fully relax in the warmth and comfort of his mate's embrace.
Yoo Joonghyuk tightened his hold on Kim Dokja, kissing the top of his head tenderly.
Yoo Joonghyuk just being allowed to have Kim Dokja in his arms filled him with a deep sense of happiness and contentment.
Just the simple act of cuddling with his mate made him so indescribably happy.
As they lay there, basking in the love and affection they shared, Yoo Joonghyuk knew that he was the luckiest man in the world.
He had found his soulmate in Kim Dokja, and he was determined to spend the rest of his days cherishing and loving him.