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Chan’s pack was… unconventional, to say the least. A normal pack consisted of mostly betas, with one alpha who was the pack leader (maybe two or three if the pack was large, but with a clear hierarchy in order because alphas were territorial) and at least two omegas per alpha. Chan’s pack however consisted of one omega, him, one beta and six alphas; And Chan was the pack leader. On paper, they were an extremely dysfunctional pack, but in reality they made it work.
They’d ended up in this situation by becoming a pack when only Minho and Chan had presented as alpha and omega and the others were unpresented, back when they were still trainees at JYP Entertainment. Minho was a proud alpha, and definitely the pack alpha, but he also immensely respected Chan and easily acknowledged him as their pack leader. They’d spent so much time together training for their debut at Stray Kids that their wolves had bonded before they’d even realised it themselves. Back then their bond had been platonic still, but already so intense there was no pulling them apart even when one after the other member presented as alpha.
They hadn’t been worried though, not when Changbin presented as another alpha, because they’d all been expecting Hyunjin, Felix and Jisung to present as omegas like Chan, and with the four of them together they’d be able to handle two alphas. But then they didn’t, all three of them presented as alphas as well, and that’s when they started getting nervous and realised they had a lot of communication to be done. Seungmin had given them some relief by presenting as a beta, but then Jeongin had presented as yet another alpha.
It was quite common for idols to form a pack with their band since they spent so much time together, and it was also common for idol packs to have more alphas than usual, since strong alpha men tended to be popular with the female fans, so alpha traits were taken into account when accepting trainees even if most were unpresented when joining the company. Chan being the pack leader as an omega had been a stretch, though not entirely unheard of, but an omega pack leader to six alphas? That was uncommon enough to have company meetings called discussing the possible disbandment of Stray Kids because surely this couldn’t work and wasn’t worth the investment.
Chan had fought tooth and nail to keep the pack together during these meetings, with a determination that surprised everyone but the members, the staff being unaware that behind closed doors the pack bond had turned from platonic to courting. When this did become common knowledge the staff’s concern only ramped up though, now adding worry for Chan’s physical health in addition to the already present logistic nightmare of fitting so many ruts into their schedule. Ideally, in a normal pack, all the ruts synced up to get it over with within a few days, but the staff was extremely worried that if that happened Chan would end up genuinely injured if he tried to take care of six alphas in rut at once. His alphas cared deeply for him, but they often didn’t realise how rough they were being in rut, and with only one beta to keep them in check it would be a high-risk situation every single rut period.
They had to make a promise to the company to all go on suppressants so they could control the ruts and make them have their ruts and heats one after the other instead of syncing up like they naturally would at this point. By now they were fully bonded and mated, with Chan and Minho giving each other mating bites first as pack leader and eldest alpha, and after that both of them giving all other members a mating bite, Chan’s on one side and Minho’s on the other to tie the entire pack together. They were managing well for years, better than anyone was expecting for a pack like theirs, had even expressed their desire to have pups to each other and they rapidly rose to be a role model for other unconventional packs.
Everything was going fine, until they went on their Maniac tour and the alphas unexpectedly ran out of suppressants due to some lost luggage. They were in the United States where their own brand wasn’t available, and they couldn’t switch brands without going through a rut first. They’d tried to get their own shipped over, but before they arrived the alpha’s ruts started hitting. Minho was the first, his pre-rut hit during their Chicago show and from that point on his scent triggered all the other alphas to go into pre-rut as well.
Within a day, all seven alphas had gone into rut and were territorial to the point they wouldn’t allow anyone to get near Chan anymore, staying cooped up in their hotel room with zero chance of being able to perform at the next tour stop. On top of that, with so many ruts there was a high risk of Chan getting triggered into having an extra heat as well. Management quickly sprung into action, making up an excuse about some members catching Covid again and postponing the following two tour stops to give the alphas some time to get through their rut.
They all agreed Seungmin would participate minimally and mostly supervise, since he’d be the only one without the rut-induced headfog who could call in a medic if things did go wrong. Betas were natural mediators, and Seungmin would likely be tested to his limits during these few days. Sometimes, people would look down upon betas, but Chan’s pack knew how invaluable Seungmin was to their dynamic, how they’d never would’ve functioned without him, and they showed him all the respect he deserved for keeping six alphas in check. Though Seungmin wouldn’t be tested to his limits quite as bad as Chan would be, who knew damn well he was going to have to be taking six knots, one after the other, and by the time alpha number six finished alpha number one would probably be good to go again.
It was going to be extremely physically demanding on him, yet he had to admit he was secretly excited about it as well. He loved how possessive and territorial the alphas got over him during their rut, it made him feel loved and desired like no other, and he could only imagine how much worse they would get if the alphas were in rut together and had to fight over who got to knot Chan next.
They got the staff to purchase them all the food and drinks required to get through the rut, partly because they couldn’t risk the alphas going outside to do it themselves when they were in pre-rut, and partly because the alphas wouldn’t allow Chan and Seungmin to go out without them anymore. It left all eight of them stranded inside the hotel, but luckily they’d switched from their separate rooms to a large shared suite to spend the rut in. In a suite of that size they could build a nest which spanned across most of the living area and was made out of several mattresses shoved together and covered in blankets and pillows which had been scented by the alphas, the nest large enough to accommodate all of them at once.
They made sure the kitchen was stuffed with bottles of water and quick snacks because they doubted Chan would be given the chance to eat proper food, and they rented the suite next to theirs as well to keep staff and a medic on call if needed. They were as well prepared as they could be for a situation like this, now all that was left was to get through the actual ruts.
“Do you think it’s fate?” Chan asked as he sat naked in the middle of their nest, eyeing the small bottle of birth control pills in his hand.
“What?” Minho asked, crawling into the nest beside Chan in an equal state of undress. “What do you mean?”
“It’s just… it’s curious how only that particular piece of luggage was lost, it feels like a sign somehow... If that was fate… perhaps we should leave this up to fate as well,” Chan mumbled, shoving the bottle of pills underneath a pillow to be forgotten, without taking any, and then glanced up at Minho to gauge his reaction. Minho’s eyes went wide, pupils dilated and blazing red as his alpha processed the realisation that breeding his omega was on the table, drop-kicking Minho from pre-rut into full rut in 0.02.
Minho pounced on Chan, tackling him to the mattress and settling between the omega’s legs, leaning in to scent Chan and nip at his mating mark. “Gonna breed you, gonna knot you and stuff you full of my pups, gonna fuck you so good,” Minho growled out against Chan’s skin, the authoritative alpha tone in his voice triggering Chan’s omega, scent spiking and slick already starting to leak out of him. Before Chan could fully process what was happening - slightly dazed from the scenting - he found himself manhandled onto his hands and knees with Minho’s tongue lapping at his hole and sucking at his rim.
“M-Minho, alpha!” Chan moaned out, grasping desperately at the blankets beneath him for something to hold onto as Minho ravaged his ass. Chan’s moans and spiking scent instantly had the other alphas piling naked into the nest, though Minho kept them at a distance with a low growl, very clearly indicating that as the eldest alpha he got to breed Chan first and the others had to respect the hierarchy, while the vibrations of the growl against his hole made Chan moan out loud. “He didn’t take his birth control… gonna give him my pups,” Minho spoke firmly before diving back in, shoving his tongue past the tight ring of muscle into Chan’s hole, stretching him by fucking his tongue into him, making obscene noises licking up Chan’s slick.
Seungmin’s head whipped up at Minho’s words, instantly crawling over to sit next to Chan and hooking his finger underneath Chan’s chin to make him look up from the mattress and focus on Seungmin. Minho begrudgingly allowed it on the grounds of Seungmin being a beta, though he barely slowed down his movements. “Wait, wait, Chan, are you sure? I know we’ve all expressed our desire to have pups and it’s your body but this can’t be a spur of the moment rut decision, it’ll have a massive impact on your life, on all our lives, how lucid are you right now?” Seungmin asked, wanting to make sure Chan wasn’t making the decision while high on pheromones, before glaring up to snap at Minho. “Minho! Can you stop for one second so I can talk to our omega?”
Minho growled again but backed off anyway, lips glistening with Chan’s juices, disappointed but knowing damn well that pissing off Seungmin right now would result in a bad time for everyone involved. It allowed Chan to gather his wits and properly look up at Seungmin. “I’m lucid… or, well, mostly, there’s a bit of headfog now, but I was when I chose not to take those pills,” Chan replied. “I feel like it’s fate that we discussed wanting pups but being nervous about the timing because we don’t wanna be too old when having them but we also don’t wanna mess up our career, and then this luggage getting lost, making the decision for us.. and in a way where by the end of the rut if we have pups we don’t know whose they really are because all the alphas were in rut so they’ll truly be pups of the entire pack and it’s all lining up so perfectly? I wanna be bred Minnie, wanna be bred by you as well, and I’ll let fate decide what happens.”
A series of growls and whimpers went through the nest at the mention of breeding, instantly met by a louder growl from Minho who’d placed his hands on Chan’s hips possessively, fingers digging into the flesh as he dared anyone to challenge his first claim. “Okay, fuck, as someone who likes being in control that makes me nervous but as your mate that’s very hot, and clearly you’re still lucid enough so I won’t stop it, but if any of you are too rough on him I will put an end to it, got it?” Seungmin said, voice more authoritative than your average alpha even as he turned to the pile of alphas impatiently waiting their turn with Chan. “There will be no fighting over Chan, we’ll just go in order of age - No, Innie, no complaints, suck it up - and be gentle with our omega, okay?”
A chorus of yes’s followed (and a whiny ‘yes, dad’ from Jeongin) and Seungmin leaned in to give Chan a soft kiss. “Okay then pup, enjoy the rut and tell me when you need me to get these knotheads off of you,” Seungmin whispered softly, knowing how soft the nickname made Chan even though he was older than Seungmin. Chan nodded in reply and Seungmin slowly stepped back, nodding at Minho to give him the okay.
Instantly, Minho pulled Chan’s hips back, deeming him stretched enough from his earlier ministrations and pulling him back on his cock. Minho was impatient due to his rut and didn’t give Chan much time to adjust, but Chan’s body was built to take it, easily giving way to Minho’s length and letting him push inside, the slide eased by Chan’s slick.
“Alpha,” Chan wailed as Minho pushed inside entirely in one sharp thrust, firmly gripping Chan’s hips to keep them in place, savouring the feeling of Chan’s heat wrapping around him for a couple of seconds.
“Good pup, taking me so well,” Minho replied, giving Chan’s hips a little comforting squeeze before slowly pulling back and then harshly thrusting back in, making the sound of skin slapping together echo through the room, leading to another chorus of needy whines come from the other alphas as Minho started properly fucking into Chan. Jisung crawled over to Minho and Chan, something the other alphas wouldn’t dare do before Minho had staked his claim and had knotted Chan at least once, but Jisung had Minho wrapped around his little finger and everyone was well aware of it.
They might be mates who love each other dearly, but they were also six alphas in rut with only one omega to pass around. They all needed to get off, they all were burning up inside, but they also weren’t willing to share until they’d gotten at least one knot in. Jisung could get away with just about anything with Minho though, so while Minho narrowed his eyes at him in fake annoyance he didn’t do anything to stop Jisung from kneeling in front of Chan with the goal of feeding him his cock, since he needed to fuck something and it was so long still before he’d get to fuck Chan if they went by age and had to wait for knots to go down.
On the other side of the nest, Jeongin had Seungmin on hands and knees similarly to Chan, somehow already having managed to goad the beta into allowing himself to get fucked while things were still in control and Seungmin’s mediating wasn’t necessary. In a way, this was his mediating, since it was a sure way to get the alphas at the back of the line to be a bit more patient and avoid aggression.
“You're gonna let Sungie and I stuff both your holes, pup?” Minho cooed, rubbing Chan's lower back as he paused for a moment so Jisung could get his cock into Chan's mouth without getting it bitten off accidentally.
Jisung closed his eyes, breathing out a sigh of relief as Chan took him into his mouth, the feverish heat calming down somewhat at the feelings of the wet, hot flesh wrapped around his length, even if an omega's mouth wasn't what his alpha really wanted. "Good boy, such a good pup," Jisung mumbled, raking his fingers through Chan's hair, and Chan looked like the praise was already making him sink into that submissive foggy headspace where he sat back and let his omega take control, going with his primal instincts and feeling nothing but pleasure and the overwhelming need to be a good omega for his pack.
“Look at him, Sungie, doing so well for us. Gonna fuck him till his stomach is swollen, stuff him full of our pups. Bet we’ll end up having a whole litter,” Minho said, wrapping his hand around Chan to rub his stomach reverently while he slowly resumed his movements, shallowly fucking into Chan to get a rhythm going with Jisung.
Minho had an iron grip on Chan’s hips to make sure he wouldn’t be shoved forward from the force of his thrusts, fingers digging into the flesh hard enough to bruise, because hot as it might be to watch Chan choke on Jisung’s cock they had many, many, more hours of rut to get through and needed Chan in prime condition. Jisung and Minho had always been perfectly in tune with each other, so they had no trouble finding that rhythm, the push and pull of Minho fucking into Chan each time Jisung pulled back.
Unsurprisingly, Jisung was the first to approach his high, breaking the rhythm with erratic thrusts. It didn’t take much to get Jisung riled up, but he had a short refraction period to match and would be ready to fuck Chan’s by the time his turn came. Chan quickly pulled back when he felt the base of Jisung’s cock swell, suckling on the head instead, not allowing Jisung to push in further.
Alphas in rut were entirely focused on knotting a warm and wet hole, but Chan had learned long ago that getting his mouth knotted was an unpleasant experience for everyone involved. No matter how hot the idea of it might seem, the reality of it was quite different with too much teeth and spit and choking involved. Jisung seemed to have forgotten so though, whining in a bratty tone at getting denied, which instantly earned him a scolding look from Seungmin, which was impressive on it’s own since he was getting fucked to an inch of his life by Jeongin. Their youngest was enthusiastic about everything he did, still getting used to his alpha strength and didn’t always realise how rough he was being, but none of them minded it.
Chan balanced on one hand for a while so he could spit in his hand and wrap the hand around Jisung’s knot to give him some relief. He gave the rapidly swelling knot a squeeze, and that was enough to tip Jisung over the edge. Jisung’s knot filled Chan’s fist, Jisung moaning loud as his cum spurted all over Chan’s face, dripping down his mouth and cheeks as he smiled up at Jisung. “Thank you, alpha~”
Watching that scene unfold was enough for Minho to reach his high as well, grunting low as he forcefully snapped his hips, forcing his knot into Chan’s hole and cumming hard. Chan gasped out, arms buckling and landing chest-down on the blankets, hips held up only by Minho’s hands. Minho was slowly grinding his hips to ride out his orgasm, intensely stimulating Chan’s prostate with his knot, which made Chan writhe and claw at the sheets beneath him.
“Good omega, so good, take it, take it all,” Minho groaned, fucking spurt after spurt of cum into Chan, filling him up entirely, just like he’d promised. The sensation of it had Chan orgasm as well, muscles clenching and legs trembling, leading to a mixture of slick and semen leaking out from around Minho’s knot and dripping down both their thighs.
“Fuck, that was so hot,” Changbin grunted from the side, his own cock an angry red and dripping pre-cum, obviously extremely frustrated. “Minho, hand him over, it’s my turn.”
“We’re literally knotted together, I can’t. He’s mine for now,” Minho growled back possessively, tugging Chan up to kneel and wrapping his arms around Chan’s waist, which sent a shiver down Chan’s spine. His omega preened at being fought over, even if Chan himself would never admit it out loud.
“Fine,” Changbin grumbled, rising to his feet. “I’ll get him something to drink and a snack then, your knot should’ve gone down by the time I get back,” he said, his alpha pushing to take care of his omega while he couldn’t otherwise get his hands on him, knowing they needed to keep their omega happy and healthy to breed him properly.
When Changbin returned carrying a glass of juice he was pleased to find Minho cuddling Jisung to the side, his knot having gone down as expected, and Seungmin and Jeongin cuddling beside them, also sated for now. What he hadn’t expected to see though, was Hyunjin with his hands all over Chan by the time he returned, smearing some of Chan’s slick on his length and positioning himself to fuck into Chan. Changbin instantly felt his vision go red, overcome with his alpha’s possessive and territorial urges, promptly dropping the glass of juice he’d been carrying as a ferocious growl tore out of his throat. Changbin had always been one of the more territorial alphas of the pack, building muscle from the moment they bonded so he could better protect his pack, but in rut that increased tenfold to an amount that was hard to control.
Things happened quickly after that, Changbin charging at Hyunjin and the two of them tumbling through the nest, growling and teeth snapping. Instantly, Seungmin jumped up and out of Jeongin’s arms, pumping out calming pheromones while snapping at the alphas to stop, but it had little effect, the pair still wrestling on the floor. “STOP!” Seungmin yelled out, at the same time as Hyunjin let out a loud howl of pain when Changbin sank his teeth into Hyunjin’s hand.
At the sight of Hyunjin’s blood, Chan whined in distress, his scent souring immensely, and that combined with Seungmin’s pheromones was enough to finally catch the alphas attention. By now, the other alphas had jumped into action as well. Felix had Hyunjin pinned down and Minho and Jeongin had Changbin pinned down together, immobilising them until they came back to their senses.
“Sorry, fuck, sorry,” Changbin whined when he’d calmed down and the scent of Hyunjin’s blood hit him, easily shaking Minho and Jeongin off him in a burst of alpha strength so he could crawl towards Hyunjin and lick at his wounded hand. The pack watched warily at first, knowing it was best for the alphas to figure it out amongst themselves but afraid they’d fight again, but quickly relaxed when they realised both alphas showed no signs of aggression anymore.
“Don’t be, I got cocky and tried to skip my turn, it’s my own fault,” Hyunjin replied, smiling fondly down at Changbin licking his wounds, even if tears were running down his cheeks from the sting of the bite. They might be ruled by their alpha’s instincts at times, but that didn’t change they were all madly in love with each other, so all their occasional fights were usually resolved rapidly. “I’m sorry too, Binnie.”
“We should probably get his hand bandaged,” Seungmin said then, approaching the pair. “The first aid kit is in the kitchen, can I take Jinnie with me?” He asked Changbin for permission just to be sure, not wanting to trigger his alpha again by taking away the pack member Changbin was currently taking care of.
“I’ll come, I’ll help,” Changbin said, getting up and hoisting Hyunjin into his arms even though the other alpha was perfectly capable of walking and only had an injured hand. “Felix, please take care of Chan, in any way needed.”
“You mean… I can..?” Felix replied warily, not wanting to risk ending up in the same situation as Hyunjin.
“Yes, my alpha has kicked into protective mode instead of breeding mode,” Changbin replied, chuckling lightly. “You’re best at comforting him. Please make sure our pup isn’t distressed anymore. I’m sorry Channie, I shouldn’t have done that. I’ll make it up to you,” Changbin said then, smiling at Chan before carrying Hyunjin to the kitchen.
“If one of you even considers starting another fight while I’m gone I will kill you,” Seungmin warned before turning on his heel and following Changbin out the room.
“Hey pup, come here,” Felix said, voice deep and soothing, sitting down in the middle of the nest and patting his lap, indicating for Chan to sit down. Chan happily obliged, straddling Felix’s legs and instantly shoving his nose into the juncture between Felix’s neck and shoulders to drown in his comforting scent. Every pack member had a different relationship with each other, and for Chan Felix and Changbin had always been his main comfort-alphas. Felix also happened to be the alpha least controlled by its rut, so right now he was what Chan needed. “It’s okay pup, alphas aren’t fighting, Jinnie isn’t seriously hurt.”
“I made alphas angry,” Chan mumbled against Felix’s skin, having been kicked into his omega headspace deeper from the distress. “I didn’t do well. Not a good omega.”
“No, sweetheart, you didn’t do anything wrong. Jinnie was being dumb, but I can’t blame him for it since we’re all in rut and you’re the most desirable omega in existence, so of course we all wanna jump you,” Felix said with a deep chuckle, hooking his finger under Chan’s chin so he could tilt his head up and give him a kiss. “You’re perfect. The perfect omega.”
“I am?” Chan asked softly, to which Felix grinned brightly and nodded at him confidently.
“Yes, you are, the most perfect omega I’ve ever seen. Look at you, so beautiful, so sweet and caring, while also strong enough to protect us all, such a good leader,” Felix said, running his hands along Chan’s biceps reverently. “You’re going to take such good care of our pups,” he added, moving his hand between them to rest on Chan’s abdomen. “Already slightly swollen from Minho, look at that, so beautiful… you’re going to look so, so, so beautiful carrying our pups.”
“Want your pups too,” Chan replied softly, covering Felix’s small hand with his own larger one. “Want you to breed me as well, Lixie.”
“Pup, I know I’m more in control than some of the other alphas, but if you talk to me like that I will snap as well,” Felix replied, voice dropping an octave in warning.
“I want that, want to be good for you, alpha,” Chan said, giving Felix his best puppy eyes and pushing Felix’s hand down on his abdomen slightly. “Don’t you want to?”
“You are good for me, of course I want to, but never forget that even if all of us are in rut and crying from pain you’re still in no way obligated to help us. You’re a good omega regardless, never think you have to perform sexual favours for that, okay?” Felix asked, gently rubbing Chan’s belly.
“I know, but I really want it. I’m so empty, and my alphas are in pain. I hate it, please, fill me up. Use me,” Chan whined, leaning in to latch onto Felix’s mating mark, which instantly had the alpha gasping out a moan. “Breed me.”
And that was pretty much where Felix reached the end of his patience, suddenly lifting Chan’s hips, stretching his legs so Chan could properly straddle him and making good use of the fact that Chan was still thoroughly stretched and wet from cum and slick to lower him down on his cock, smoothly sliding in to the hilt in one go.
Felix let out a relieved breath he hadn’t known he’d been holding, panting against Chan’s skin as his rut suddenly caught up with him and hit him like a brick the moment he got his omega wrapped around his already swelling knot. He might be more in control than some of the other alphas, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t in rut just like them, and he’d reached his breaking point.
Felix leaned back to rest on his elbows, head falling back and letting out a pleasured hiss as he bucked his hips up, fucking deeper into Chan. “Go on baby boy, show me what those hips can do,” he said, tone deep and sultry as his eyes locked with Chan’s. “Show me what a good omega you are.”
Chan rested his hands on Felix’s waist for leverage, starting with a slow grind, rolling his hips on top of Felix’s, but rapidly building up to properly bouncing in Felix’s lap. He’d angled himself so his prostate was stimulated with each thrust, the obscene noise of Minho’s cum getting fucked in and out of him further intensifying the pleasure. Chan felt feverish, sweat dripping down his chest in a way it shouldn’t from just the exertion, skin crawling with a burning need to fuck himself harder.
It didn’t take him too long to figure out what was happening, his body unsurprisingly being pushed into an extra heat by the heavy rut pheromones, the multiple knots and the emotional turmoil earlier. Within minutes his entire brain was taken over by his heat and the desire, no, the need, to get knotted. His stomach spasmed with painful cramps, Chan clutching it as he doubled over on top of Felix’s lap. “Fuck,” he cursed, suddenly flipping them over so he was on his back with Felix between his legs. “Fuck me, harder, knot me, I need it, pleasepleaseplease, alpha,” he begged, words slurring in blind need.
Chan’s skin was burning hot, movements feverish, scent sweetening and he was suddenly producing more slick than before. All of that was more than enough to tell Felix - and the other alphas in the room - what was going on. “Oh, sweetheart, don’t worry. I’ll give you what you want. I’ll knot you, I’ll breed you, and when I’m done with you then your other mates will do the same. It’s going to be okay, pup, you can let go. Just let your alphas take care of you,” Felix replied sweety, leaning over Chan to start fucking into him in earnest, done with playing and making Chan work for it now that he could see Chan was in actual pain.
Alphas just got incredibly horny and more primitive with the burning need to breed during their ruts, but omegas were in actual pain, and none of the alphas could just stand by and watch Chan be in pain for a second longer than needed. So, within seconds, any previous territorial animosity was forgotten and Jisung, Minho and Jeongin all returned to crowd around Chan, kissing and touching him and showering him with love and affection while Felix pounded into Chan until they both came hard.
Felix gritted his teeth trying not to moan too loud from pleasure as his knot inflated inside of Chan, locking him in place. The knot continuously pressed against Chan’s prostate which drew out Chan’s orgasm, making it go on and on, while Chan kept clenching around Felix’s knot as he came, milking Felix dry in return.
They all knew that now they’d have to be even more efficient with the breaks they’d get, because Chan would only have moments where he was lucid enough to eat and drink when he had a knot in him, so they had to make sure he was fed and hydrated before Felix’s knot would go down. They all sprung into action, Minho scrambling off to find snacks while Jeongin went to fetch a new glass of juice since Changbin had dropped the previous one. Jisung stayed to cuddle Chan with Felix, making sure he was happy and comfortable.
Chan smiled at them warmly, eyes slightly unfocused as he floated on that high of a good heat. He clenched around Felix’s knot, making him grunt out a moan as he weakly spurted more cum into Chan, much to Chan and his omega’s satisfaction. He’d dug his face into Jisung’s neck, lapping at his scent gland, any and all discomfort having been fucked out of him and perfectly content until the next wave of his heat would hit.
Minho and Jisung returned soon after, kneeling down beside Chan to feed him a protein bar and help him sip from the glass of juice. Changbin, Hyunjin and Seungmin soon returned as well, with Hyunjin’s hand now carefully bandaged up to help the wound heal efficiently. By the time Chan had finished half the protein bar Felix’s knot had gone down enough to pull out, and instantly Chan let out a needy pained whine again, shoving the food and drink out of his face, clearly needing something else right now.
“He’s in heat?” Changbin asked, though Chan’s sweet scent already gave him his answer. “Fuck… it’s even more likely then,” he whispered softly, hand ghosting over Chan’s abdomen as he shuffled over to take Felix’s place between Chan’s legs. “Don’t worry pup, alpha’s here to take care of you.”
Chan let out a high, keening noise at this, spreading his legs further and wrapping them around Changbin. He dug his heels into Changbin’s lower back impatiently, forcing him closer, close enough for his cock to slide into Chan’s welcoming heat. “Needy,” Changbin groaned, closing his eyes in pure bliss as he bottomed out and finally felt proper relief from his rut.
Still, even with the heat-induced headfog and Changbin fucking into him he reached his hand out towards Hyunjin, needing to check if his alpha was okay. “Alpha?” he whined, and Hyunjin smiled as he knelt down beside Chan and took his hand in his uninjured one, giving it a comforting squeeze.
“Alpha is fine, pup. Just can’t use my other hand for a bit, but it’ll heal neatly without scars. We’ll tell the fans I slammed my hand into a door, it’s okay, you can just relax,” Hyunjin said, scooting closer so Chan could cushion his head on Hyunjin’s thighs and Hyunjin could run his uninjured hand through Chan’s sweaty hair comfortingly. With the confirmation that all his alphas were okay Chan could let go again, letting his head fall back on Hyunjin’s lap as Changbin fucked into him harder.
Changbin, territorial as ever, absolutely covered Chan’s chests in teeth marks and hickeys which the staff would curse them for for weeks to come, but none of them could care less at the moment. Being the strongest alpha of the pack, he moved Chan around effortlessly, nearly folding him in half as he hoisted Chan’s legs over his shoulders and leaned in to fuck him even deeper than before.
Chan whined, shuffling himself around in Hyunjin’s lap until he could turn his head and take Hyunjin’s cock in his mouth, eager for something to suck on. “Oh, fuck, pup, look at you. Such a good boy, taking such good care of your alphas,” Hyunjin praised, letting Chan cockwarm him but restraining himself from really fucking into it. Jisung had probably already done a number on his throat and they did still have concerts to get through after the rut.
It didn’t take long for Changbin to cum after that, knotting Chan once more, who seemed completely out of it at this point, softly suckling on Hyunjin’s cock with foggy eyes. “You did so well,” Changbin praised softly, leaning in to place a kiss on Chan’s stomach. “Took my pups so well,” he added, and Chan seemed to refocus at those words, preening with pride in his more primal mindset at being a good omega for his pack as he let Hyunjin’s cock slip from his mouth and made grabby hands at Changbin, demanding kisses and cuddles while they were locked together still.
Changbin chuckled and hoisted Chan into his lap, showering him with kisses and praise and tugging him into a slow makeout session before getting interrupted again by Seungmin urging Chan to finish the other half of the protein bar and finish the bottle of water. Chan whined for a little, prioritising the kisses, until Changbin gently urged him to eat and, much as it pained him to do so, told him no more kisses until Chan finished the water and food.
Chan begrudgingly took a few bites and took a few sips of water, pouting through the entire process but knowing doing as they asked would get him the attention he craved quicker. When he felt Changbin’s knot shrink and some seed leak out of his ass his eyes widened in panic though, suddenly wrapping his arms around Changbin and falling backwards so he was on his back in the nest again with Changbin hovering over him. Changbin had slipped out in the process though, so Chan clenched his ass and whined for Hyunjin to plug him back up before any more of the seed could slip out.
“You might have to ride me, pup, I can’t use my hand,” Hyunjin said, but Chan clearly wasn’t on board with that so he flipped over again so he was on his hands and knees. He then let his chest drop to the floor so his ass was high up and gravity wouldn’t be stealing any of his future pups from him. “Alpha, please,” he whined again, and this time Hyunjin did shuffle up behind him, somewhat clumsily grabbing one hip with his free hand while the other dangled on the side and sliding inside his, finding zero resistance with the amount of slick and semen coating Chan’s inner walls and how well he’d been stretched by the three knots he’d already taken.
“There we go, let your alphas breed you sweetheart. Look at you, you’re already bulging,” Hyunjin said softly, wrapping his uninjured arm around Chan and resting his hand on his stomach. Hyunjin had the largest cock out of all the alphas, and he was pleased to find Chan’s stomach abdomen bulging ever so slightly each time he fully pushed it. But, being able to use only one hand left him slightly unbalanced and unable to get in the rhythm, which ended up with both Chan and Hyunjin letting out frustrated whines and growls.
“Harder, Hyun-ah, harder,” Chan whined, to which Hyunjin whined back that he was trying but he couldn’t get a grip. Seungmin saw his opportunity, shuffling up to kneel behind Hyunjin and to grind his cock against Hyunjin’s ass. “I’ll help.”
“How?,” Hyunjin gasped out, though he probably knew damn well what Seungmin was plotting.
“I’ll set the rhythm… I’ll fuck you, and make you fuck our pretty omega in turn.”
“Yes, fuck, okay,” Hyunjin said, stilling inside Chan and leaning over him to present himself to Seungmin. Hyunjin might be an alpha with the insatiable need to knot something during rut, but that didn’t change his usual preference of receiving instead of giving. Being able to do both simultaneously which also helped satisfy Chan more seemed like perfection. Considering their pack was led by an omega, none of them had ever put too much weight on their presentation, and the alphas would happily bottom even for Chan if they felt like it.
“Be quick about it,” Chan whined impatiently, not at all liking how Hyunjin had stopped fucking him to give Seungmin the opportunity to work him open using Chan’s slick. “And give me your pups, Minnie.”
“Don’t worry, pup, we have a whole rut to get through. I’ll breed you at some point,” Seungmin replied with a hint of amusement, and Chan shook his head and demanded in a bratty tone that he needed to breed him now. They all knew the chances of Seungmin being the one to put a pup in Chan among six strong, healthy, alphas, were slim to none, but for Chan it was more about the symbolism. If he were to conceive he wanted it to be everyone’s pup, preferably even coming out as a carbon copy of himself so they’d truly not know whose it was.
“It’s not fair, he’s skipping his turn!” Jeongin whined from the sideline, dick in hand and slowly stroking himself to the sight of the threesome, to which Seungmin just rolled his eyes and ignored him.
Luckily, Seungmin knew not to make an alpha in rut and an omega in heat wait so he was quick and efficient about stretching Hyunjin, and in just a few minutes he was able to fuck into Hyunjin. He caged Hyunjin in his arms, plastered to his back and arms stretched beside him and grabbed onto Chan’s hips in Hyunjin’s stead. This way, Hyunjin could just place his hand centred on Chan’s lower back for stability and go along for the ride, unable to do anything but move his hips in time with Seungmin’s thrusts from the way the beta was wrapped all around him.
Seungmin started fucking into Hyunjin in earnest once he got all of them positioned comfortably, which in turn had Hyunjin fucking into Chan, who was at this point letting out obscenely loud moans and whines to show how pleased he was to be getting the heat fucked out of him again. “More, please, moremoremore, knot, alpha, pups,” he blabbered incoherently, and both Hyunjin and Seungmin were more than happy to give him what he wanted.
“Are you close?” Seungmin asked Hyunjin after a few more minutes, and when he nodded in reply Seungmin smiled and tugged him back so Hyunjin slipped out of Chan, much to Hyunjin’s chagrin. “Let’s give him both our pups then,” he said, nudging Hyunjin to the side so he could quickly take his place and thrust in. He fucked Chan hard until he came inside with a low grunt, and then pulled back out and quickly let Hyunjin resume his previous position. “Go on, knot him.”
Hyunjin didn’t need to be told twice, and as his knot locked inside and he stuffed Chan with his cum Chan himself came again as well with a moan so embarrassingly loud they were pretty sure the staff in the suite next door would have been able to hear it.
Meanwhile, next to the trio, Minho's rut had flared up again and he'd decided to take a page out of Seungmin's book and go for one of the alphas. Currently, he was balls deep inside of Jisung after quickly prepping him and manhandling him onto his stomach beside Chan. Two alphas in rut together meant a whole lot of aggression and emotions and Minho was truly ravaging Jisung. He pounded into him so hard Jisung was nearly screaming, tears running down his cheeks as Minho kept a hand on his throat to lightly choke him whenever he got too loud, which just led to Jisung being more loud on purpose because he was a brat and thoroughly enjoyed the rough treatment.
Chan didn't even notice any of this happening though. not until he himself came down from his high and dropped down to his stomach with Hyunjin on top of him. He turned his head to face Jisung, the pair giving each other a dopey smile and a whispered 'I love you'. Chan still had to bite back a disappointed whine at a knot being "wasted" on another alpha, but the joy he felt from seeing his mates happy was stronger than the disappointment his omega felt.
"Looks like you're in luck and get to skip your turn as well," Seungmin said as he rolled over to sit beside Jeongin in the nest again, still catching his breath from the intense orgasm. "Sungie's gonna be out of commission for a while after Minho did a number on his ass."
“What about Chan, is he okay to continue?” Jeongin replied soft enough so only Seungmin could hear, casting a worried glance at Chan who was looking utterly fucked out at this point, blanky staring ahead of him with a fucked out smile as Hyunjin petted his hair and waited for his knot to go down. “Six alphas in rut is a lot, even for an omega in heat,” he added. Eager as he was to knot his omega, he’d rather suffer from his rut than to hurt Chan. “We try to be gentle but I can already see his skin bruising all over. I don’t want to hurt him.”
“He’s fine, he likes being marked up, and he’s probably never felt better than he does right now,” Seungmin replied, rubbing his hand along Jeongin’s back. “Don’t worry, I have no head fog or anything and I’m keeping a close eye on him… on all of you. But if you’re not comfortable with this, that's also okay, you know that right? You haven’t been an alpha for that long, you’ve only experienced a few ruts, we’d all understand if it’s too overwhelming right now. You don’t have to breed him just because he’s begging for it.”
“He’s right, Innie,” Felix said, having overheard the conversation and sitting down on the other side of Jeongin, cuddling up to him like the grade-A clinger he was. “In fact, if you’re not comfortable with any of this we can call it quits. We can make Chan take his birth control, it’ll probably take still, and we can split up into pairs to get through the ruts and heat. This isn’t just about Chan, it’s about all of us, and if even one person isn’t on board then none of us want it.”
“No, no, I know, I do want it, really I do,” Jeongin quickly replied while shaking his head. “It’s just… a lot, it’s a lot. There’s so many scents,” he added, scrunching his nose in a way that made Felix coo at him. “All the alpha scents are trying to overpower each other but then they’re all laced with Chan’s scent because his slick is on all of you at this point and it’s making me so horny because of the rut but I can’t pinpoint who I’m horny for. It’s just… all of you, I want all of you. Maybe I’m jealous of Chan instead of worried.”
“Awww,” Changbin cooed as he also joined the little group, crouching in front of him to be eye-level. “Does the baby want attention? Does he wanna be spoiled like our pup?”
Jeongin blushed bright at this, avoiding eye-contact but the way his cock twitched was enough of a response for them. He should probably feel humiliated still being referred to as a needy baby when he was an adult alpha, but instead it just made him more needy and horny. He was their baby and he did want to be spoiled. “Channie, sweetheart,” Felix called over when he noticed Hyunjin had been able to pull out at this point, though Hyunjin kept his fingers embedded in Chan’s ass to keep him plugged up so his omega wouldn’t be upset. “Can you come over here and ride the baby? He needs attention.”
For a moment it appeared Chan was going to object again, still none too pleased with the idea of riding anyone because it was sure to result in a loss of seed when he’d just gathered so much of it inside of him, but eventually the need to please his alphas won so he made to dazedly crawl over to Jeongin, supported by Hyunjin. “Don’t worry, pup, I’ll keep you plugged up until he’s inside you,” Hyunjin said, scooting after Chan and keeping his fingers snuggly tucked inside, which made Chan a great deal more comfortable.
Meanwhile the others repositioned Jeongin on his back and crowded around him, even Minho and Jisung rolling over to cuddle up to their youngest. “Innie wants attention from all of us, I’m sure we can provide him with that, right?” Changbin said, and everyone happily nodded, Felix already tugging Jeongin into a passionate kiss while Hyunjin helped Chan straddle Jeongin’s lap and helped replace his fingers with Jeongin’s cock with minimal loss of bodily fluids.
Changbin straddled Jeongin’s thighs behind Chan, wrapping his arms around him and letting him slump back against him because he was too fucked out to support his own weight anymore. For Jeongin, everything was a blur of hands and lips and tongues all over his body, overwhelming him in the best way possible.
With Jeongin too overwhelmed and Chan completely out of it, Changbin basically did all the work. His muscles flexed as he repeatedly lifted Chan up and dropped him back down again, and his ego inflated a little from the appreciative way Felix kept staring at his biceps, damn near drooling at him. That, combined with the little pleased huffs and moans Chan was letting out made it more than worth the effort.
“So good for us, such a good omega for us,” Changbin whispered in Chan’s ear while Jisung moved in to lazily jerk Chan off. Chan whimpered in reply, the dual stimulation of Jisung’s hand and Jeongin’s swelling knot promptly tipping him over the edge again, which made him clench around Jeongin’s so hard that he came as well, painting Chan’s inner walls white as the knot slotted into place.
“Fuck… hyungies, stop, too much,” Jeongin whimpered in oversensitivity as hands and lips still ghosted all over his body, tears running down his cheeks from how intense the orgasm and full attention of all his mates at once had been.
“Look at that, we made our baby cry,” Felix cooed, leaning in to lick the tears off Jeongin’s face before giving him a soft kiss. “Was that what you wanted? As good as you’d hoped for?”
“Better… so much better,” Jeongin whispered in reply, closing his eyes in bliss and spurting some more cum into Chan when he wiggled slightly and clenched around him again. “Pup… stop moving, please,” Jeongin whined, but Chan just smiled while slumping back against Changbin’s chest, pretty much fucked into a non-vocal headspace at this point.
“You’re doing so well,” Changbin whispered softly, taking the bottle of water Seungmin had quickly retrieved and bringing it to Chan’s lips to make him take a few sips. Half of the water ended up on Chan’s chin, dripping down to his chest, but at least some of it made it into his mouth, and that was the best they could hope for at this point. “Only one more, only Sungie, and then you can sleep for a while. You’re doing good, our good omega.”
“We’re just gonna reposition you so you’re laying down on top of Jeongin instead of sitting, okay?” Changbin added, rolling his eyes in amusement when both Chan and Jeongin whined when he made Chan lie down with his chest pressed to Jeongin’s, Chan whining from the loss of Changbin’s warmth against his back and Jeongin whining because Chan being jostled around further stimulated him. “Stop whining, babies. If we left you sitting up the cum would come gushing down when Jeongin’s knot goes down, and you don't want that, do you?”
Chan instantly shook his head in reply, slumping down on Jeongin entirely, which made Jeongin groan out again. He wrapped his arm around Chan, both for some after-sex cuddle and to lock him into place to keep him from squirming more.
“Sungie~” Chan slurred, head still comfortably resting on Jeongin’s shoulder but glancing at Jisung. “Breed me?”
“Hmm, Jeongin is still inside you pup, think you can take two?” Jisung asked as he slid up to the spot previously occupied by Changbin, straddling Jeongin’s thighs behind Chan and teasingly rubbing the tip of his cock against Chan’s rim, teasing the idea of pushing in alongside Jeongin.
“Yes, alpha, please-” Chan replied at the same time as Seungmin interrupted with the voice of reason. “No, absolutely not. We still have shows to perform after this rut. How do you think it’s gonna look if he’s limping along the stage, how’s that gonna reflect on all of us?”
“It’s gonna make people thirst after our obviously thick knots and sell more albums?” Jisung replied with a shit-eating grin, to which Seungmin just groaned and shook his head. “It’s not happening, you’re waiting for Jeongin’s knot to go down and that’s that.”
“Fine,” Jisung sighed with a pout before smacking Jeongin’s thigh beneath him. “Stop being horny.”
“You’re not helping,” Jeongin grunted, cock twitching in interest inside Chan, which made Jisung raise a questioning eyebrow at him.
“I guess we need to explore spanking the baby, he liked that~”
“What you need to do is shut the fuck up,” Jeongin snapped back, cheeks blazing red but not denying the statement. “And stop calling me a baby.”
“But you like it when we do, our little baby alpha~”
“N-no, I don’t,” Jeongin said, tone betraying him once again, giving up the protest entirely when Chan nuzzled his face into his neck, rubbing his cheek along Jeongin’s scent gland while mumbling ‘my sweet baby alpha’ sad.
After a few more minutes of lazy cuddling and kissing and scenting Jeongin noticed his knot going down, so he quickly motioned for Jisung to take Chan from him. Chan was boneless and sleepy but they all knew he wouldn’t rest until he’d had Jisung inside him as well, so they wanted to be efficient about it so their omega could sleep and recover.
Considering Chan looked so comfortable Jisung didn’t even bother repositioning Chan, instead just straddling Jeongin’s thighs again, helping him slip out and quickly replacing it with his own length. Chan let out a satisfied little whimper, sucking and licking at Jeongin’s mating mark as Jisung slowly fucked into him. Jisung had already been railed to an inch of his life by Minho earlier, so he didn’t mind taking it slow now, not wanting to properly wake Chan up again when he was so sleepy and rarely slept even outside of heat. With a bit of luck, he could actually fuck Chan to sleep now.
The rest of the pack noticed what Jisung was doing, always in tune with each other, and made sure to keep more quiet as well. Changbin’s rut had flared up again and he was currently fucking Felix, but they too slowed down to a soft grind, kissing each other to muffle their own moans.
Chan kept moaning and whining for Jisung to breed him, but too tired to participate anymore he basically slumped on top of Jeongin and let Jisung use him as a glorified fleshlight. It didn’t take Jisung more than a few minutes of slow grinding to add the seventh load to their omegas ass and lock it into place with his knot. By the time he finished cumming Chan was already fast asleep on top of Jeongin, utterly and completely satisfied and fulfilled after getting bred by all his mates.
“Now who’s the baby,” Jeongin said with a soft smile, gently running his fingers through Chan’s hair. “We should bathe him, he’s sticky all over.”
“Wouldn’t wanna wake him up though,” Jisung replied, placing a kiss between Chan’s shoulder blades. “It’s so rare for him to sleep.”
“He’s out cold,” Jeongin said, prodding Chan’s side and getting no reaction in reply to prove his point. “He won’t wake up. Let’s get you two off me first though, I can barely breathe,” Jeongin said when Jisung was able to pull out again, and the pair gently rolled Chan off Jeongin onto his back.
“He’ll be upset if we rinse the cum out of him though… and maybe my alpha would be too?” Jisung replied, unfamiliar with how territorial he suddenly felt seeing the slight swell in Chan’s stomach. Suddenly, he felt pure panic at the thought of cleaning him out and he scrambled to find a small plug, gently slipping it inside and proving Jeongin’s point of Chan being out cold because he didn’t wake up from it. Instantly, he felt better, sagging down in relief, blushing slightly at his own little outburst.
“Don’t worry Sung, I felt the same,” Changbin said, kneeling beside Chan and gently resting a hand on Chan’s stomach. “That’s all of us inside of him, and it could become a pup… our pup… it’s beautiful.”
Everyone seemed to feel the same, even Seungmin who wasn’t pushed by rut, so they all vetoed the idea of properly bathing Chan for now. Felix had grabbed them a couple of washcloths, and together they gently cleaned Chan up and got him wrapped in comfy warm blankets, handling him carefully as if he was some precious porcelain doll. The rut was far from over, they had at least a full more day to go, but they'd never been able to put Chan to sleep during a heat or rut so quickly so perhaps they had to have a new conversation with their staff about their ruts. Clearly, doing them together wasn't the disaster they'd feared it would be and was actually working out for them, so perhaps they could make it a habit in the future.
“Imagine though, do you think we could do it?” Minho said softly, gazing down at Chan with pure adoration in his eyes.
“Do what?” Jisung asked.
“Be fathers, raise a pup, on top of being idols.”
“Alone? Absolutely not… but together? We can do anything.”