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Jongin was waiting for him in the small sun-lit room, as expected. When Sehun cautiously stepped in, he found his omega peeking at him from the middle of a huge nest. Four of Sehun's jackets, his pillows and the t-shirt he had been wearing today were meticulously arranged within the blankets. Jongin must have snatched it from their bedroom floor while Sehun was taking a shower earlier.
There was still a tinge of Jongin's peachy scent lingering in the room despite a week having passed since the omega’s heat. Jongin cried in the throes of his heat and Sehun did his best to take care of him.
It had also been a week since Jongin allowed Sehun to do anything more than press a gentle kiss to his lips, and the alpha was aching to just leap into the nest and have his way with him.
Sehun came prepared, though in a bit of a haste. The water from the shower was still drying on his bare torso and his hair was dripping all over the room's thick carpet. He also got his favorite sweatpants on, a towel slung over his broad shoulders and a half-hard length between his legs. He was ready to break Jongin out of his post-heat celibacy.
"Hey, dove," He crooned, padding softly towards the nest. "How are you feeling?"
A tiny scoff came from the blankets and Jongin flipped over on his other side, turning away from Sehun's approaching steps.
Ah, he was so predictable.
Sehun came to a stop beside the nest, making sure there was a small distance between his legs and the edge of the bed. His omega was a feral little thing with a sensitive nose that rivaled Sehun's own. He also had a mean kick that Sehun was on the receiving end of several times.
"Can I come in?"
Another scoff. This time it was followed by some squirming that uncovered Jongin's body a little.
For all his scoffing and huffing, Jongin was just as ready for this as Sehun. He was wearing his oversized sweater, the one Jongin would wear when he was in the mood for some spectacularly rough sex. He wanted Sehun to have his way with him right now but like always, a post-heat Jongin was rather feisty.
Sehun had three lovely years practicing on thawing him out. He grabbed the towel from around his neck and extended it towards Jongin.
"Would you like to add this to your nest, baby?"
The towel was redolent with Sehun's wine scent. Jongin's nose picked it up immediately. All Sehun could see of him was the back of his fluffy brown head, his sweater-clad back, a bare strip of his nape and one ear that was burning red.
"This offer wouldn't last, you know?" Sehun chuckled and started counting down from ten.
On the final count, Jongin shifted and shot a cute glare at him over his shoulder, but his arm was already snatching the towel out of his hold. A second later, the towel disappeared within the nest. Snuffling sounds filled the room while Jongin took his fill of his alpha's scent.
Sehun waited patiently. After a few minutes, while Jongin rubbed himself with the towel to his satisfaction, he hitched the blankets a little towards himself, opening up a space on the bed. He was still turned away from Sehun. But it was an obvious sign of permission, Sehun was allowed into the nest now.
"Thank you, dove," Sehun smiled and slipped into the blankets, groaning deep as Jongin's soft, peachy scent hit him with full force.
Gently so as to minimize his jostling, he arranged himself on his side, propping his head up on one palm, facing Jongin's back.
Jongin was so tuned in to his presence that Sehun could see the way his shoulders were trembling. He wouldn't turn around and welcome Sehun within his arms though, it was Sehun who would have to reach out first.
The alpha was well-versed in this dance and knew exactly how much force and gentleness he'd have to exert to break through Jongin's stubbornness. Too much aggression and Jongin will lash out, too much of a passive approach and Jongin will simply fall asleep, haughtily shaming him for being soft and hesitant. He was a prize to be won, a treasure to be hunted, an omega who must be claimed. Sehun must tick all the boxes and he'll gladly do it every time.
Jongin was born in a traditional pack, growing up with those who still operated mostly on base instincts. Sehun met him during the summer break three years ago when he went down to the countryside alone. He'd just graduated but the thought of kickstarting a career in a new city had flowered up a restless itch in his blood, so he packed his bags overnight on an impulse and set off for a much-needed vacation.
Sehun stumbled across the pack two weeks into his break, and they were effusively welcoming to a strong educated city bred alpha like him. He helped around wherever he could, fascinated and more than curious about the various traditions of the commune. It had been an exhilarating once-in-a-lifetime experience for him to live within a pack such as that but most of his excitement stemmed from the presence of Jongin—a stunning lithe omega with beautiful doe eyes and plush lips, who was also one of the pack's healers.
Surprisingly, Jongin was stand-offish to him from the start, refusing to accept Sehun's help, and rebuffing his more than obvious advances. When Sehun, the modern city alpha sought Jongin's hand, it hadn't come as a surprise to most of the pack. They noticed how attentively Sehun had focused on Jongin, how his scent flowered with interest every time the omega came into his sight. Jongin, on the other hand, loudly rejected Sehun.
"What does an alpha like you know anything about taking care of me?" Jongin snapped at him the first time an overconfident Sehun had cornered him.
"You're underestimating me," Sehun replied, smooth and sure. "Just give me a chance and I'll whisk you away to my room in the city."
He added the last part in a teasing jocular lilt.
Jongin jabbed a finger to his chest, "This is why you will never have me. You don't get chances. You took them."
Jongin's parents were sympathetic to Sehun's cause but shook their heads when Sehun asked for their help in courting their son.
"He’s very headstrong and fierce," They told Sehun proudly. "You have to fight for his hand."
And Sehun had done just that. He wrestled several of the pack's hot-blooded young alphas just for Jongin to notice him, to see him as anything other than a snobby alpha from the city. He wholeheartedly took part in all of the pack's archaic courting rituals, hunted and bled and fought his way through Jongin's stubborn heart.
Jongin had finally let him in after Sehun vanquished the pack alpha's youngest son. By then Sehun realized that he had a healthy enjoyment for the pack's intense physical activities. When he was younger, he started boxing under the influence of his best friend Chanyeol, but he let go of the practice during his final year of university. He was anticipating returning home and picking up his boxing gloves again. His body had strengthened as well, packed with muscles and fluid with power.
Jongin eyed the blood on his arms, smelling very anxious but pretending not to care about his wounds.
"Alright, you win," Jongin grumbled.
The restraint broke then and he brought Sehun home to clean up his cuts, "I'll go to the city with you and you make sure I stay there, alpha."
Sehun grinned despite his broken lip.
It had been three years and he had kept to the promise, made sure Jongin remained by his side, happy and sated.
In the beginning, it was a rocky journey for Jongin in the city. He depended on Sehun to navigate his way around the modernness everything, upset that so many people preferred suppressing their scents, irritated that city omegas weren't fierce enough and city alphas weren't persistent enough.
The first time Sehun introduced Jongin to Seojun, his omega friend, Jongin was on edge the entire evening, his unmasked scent a riot of suspicion, anger and wild territoriality. Seojun casually patted Sehun's head in his usual friendly manner and Jongin stomped to his side.
"He was leaving all his traces on you," Jongin hissed at Sehun in explanation. "I will not sit by and let another omega claim what's mine."
Sehun was a little startled and a lot aroused. Seojun only laughed and Jongin got angrier at his reaction. Before his feisty omega could do anything worse, Sehun brought him home.
That night, Jongin went wild in bed, fucked himself on Sehun's length so ferociously that Sehun almost stopped him. Almost. But then his alpha instincts took over and with the urge to please his angry omega. He hoisted Jongin up to their bedroom wall, lifting him completely off the ground, slung his legs over his shoulders, folded him against his chest and fucked him so thoroughly that the omega had finally calmed down, teary and whiny and exhausted.
Jongin had a few quirks and demands that he couldn't grow out of even after spending a couple of years in the city. In the beginning, he couldn't settle for a heat in their big bedroom and monochromatic colored decors. So Sehun cleaned out his study and transformed it into a smaller bedroom. Warm carpets, warm-colored walls, fluffy pillows, thick blankets, and even a giant stuffed bear. It was a cozy space for Jongin to keep himself feeling safe.
Every heat, after Jongin's fever cooled down and his beautiful doe eyes cleared up from the lust daze, he very briskly kicked Sehun out of the heat nest, warning him to keep his distance. For the coming week, he'd allow Sehun only a few gentle touches, keeping himself covered and out of reach.
Everything else between them remained the same except for the fact that Sehun couldn't do anything to him. Then the week passed and after a game of push and pull, Jongin broke down and practically demanded Sehun to be inside of him, eager and desperate, babbling about missing him. It was a pattern of behavior that Sehun has become familiar with.
The first time a post-heat Jongin had rebuffed him was a tough experience though. After Sehun got repeatedly pushed away from the nest for two nights straight by an agitated sleepy Jongin, he panicked. He began thinking that Jongin had changed his mind, that maybe he didn’t satisfy him during his heat so now he was planning on breaking up with him and going back to his pack in the countryside.
Instead of confronting Jongin with his worries, Sehun scurried to Seojun and the comfort of his friend's gentle wisdom. But when he broached the topic with Seojun, the omega was reticent, always shy to share anything sex related with him. Sehun then turned to Seojun's alpha, Hanseo, another one of his good friends.
"Was Seojun ever like this too after his heats? For a week straight he wouldn't even let you sleep beside him at night?"
Hanseo went red in the face and briskly answered, "No. Seojun has never reacted like that after heats. He was always very clingy and sweet."
Then he lifted an eyebrow, smoothly getting over any embarrassment, "I'm guessing Jongin acts a little differently after his heats."
"I must have done something wrong during his heat and now he doesn’t want to do anything with me," Sehun sighed, beyond confused at his omega’s behavior.
"Talk to him," Hanseo said. "He cares about you a lot and I don’t think he would be acting like this if there wasn't a reason."
Turned out there was a reason. Jongin just couldn't put it clearly into words.
When Sehun returned home and anxiously went looking for Jongin, he found the omega waiting for him, a guilty pout on his lips.
"I’m sorry, Sehun," Jongin muttered. "I don't know how to explain the feeling. I just don't feel right and I need some space after my heat so I push you away."
"Did I hurt you during the heat? Please, tell me if I—"
"No, no, you were perfect," Jongin rushed to correct him. "You took care of me as well."
A swift smile brightened his face as though he was remembering how exactly Sehun had taken care of him.
"Then…"
Jongin sighed, "It was me, the way I think and my instincts. They get weird and antsy after heats. I’m really sorry that I made you worry."
"It’s okay, you don’t have to apologize. I understand," Sehun did understand, a little bit. "The heats were intense and you don’t want to be touched for a while after that, right?"
Jongin’s smile faded.
"It’s more than that," He bit his lip. "I just get the urge to hide and protect. I wanted you close but not that close."
Sehun was confused again. But then he noticed the way Jongin was rubbing his tummy, his palms going in gentle circles over and over again. It was mesmerizing to watch.
And then it clicked, his eyes widening as he put the pieces together.
Jongin's omega instincts probably tricked itself into thinking he got pregnant after every heat, and those instincts drove him into pushing Sehun away, for fear that the alpha would do something to the pup, endanger it or reject it.
From the flushed cheeks and the skittish look in Jongin's eyes, Sehun surmised that the omega was fully aware of why he acted like that post-heat, he was just too shy to explain it to him.
Sehun smiled and gently cradled the omega in his arms after getting permission. His mind flashed him image after image of a cute, feisty and pregnant Jongin, walking around with his pup, snapping at him and protecting his baby bump from his eager alpha hands.
And that was how they got into the rhythm smoothly. After each heat, Jongin would keep Sehun at a distance for around a week and then he'd welcome him back into the nest with several rough and overwhelming rounds of lovemaking.
Sehun started with kisses. He aimed for Jongin's nape, where his scent was warm and sweet. Lips pressed on honey skin and traveled up to the soft locks of Jongin's hair. Gently, he traced down the curve of Jongin's neck and hovered over the edge of his sweater. Here he stuck out his tongue, softly lapped at the shoulder that slipped out.
Jongin shifted and made a small breathy sound, clearly affected. The trembles increased and his skin warmed up, soft pink blossoming under Sehun's mouth.
Sehun began the circuit again, peppering little insistent kisses from the tip of Jongin's shoulder and right up to his ear. He nipped the soft lobe between his teeth and smiled at the sound Jongin made. Under the blanket, Jongin shifted towards him and arched back against the alpha’s hard body as though he couldn't help seeking more of Sehun's touch.
Sehun wanted to flip him around and take in his beautiful face but that would be too much too soon, and would rip Jongin out of this lusty haze that Sehun was gently lulling him into.
As of now, Jongin didn't want to admit just how much he was needy for Sehun. He planted his face into his pillow, muffling his whines as Sehun kept attacking his sensitive nape with wet kisses.
The trick was to give Jongin the pretence of hiding. All Sehun had to do was avoid making Jongin look at what he was doing, instead he had to make him feel.
Sehun trailed a slow hand down the curve of Jongin's tiny waist, settled it on his hips, and rubbed his palm into the cloth there so Jongin could feel the heavy pressure of his touch. He inched forward, gently easing Jongin into accepting how close they were, the feel of his hard length against the small of his back.
Jongin moved his head and his sounds came out. Sehun dared a look at his half-hiding face and swallowed—Jongin looked breathtakingly gorgeous. His eyes were closed, dark lashes fluttering. His honey skin was glowing under the sun and his lips were sinfully luscious. Already pouty and wet, as though he drooled a little into the pillow.
Sehun held Jongin's waist and gave it a gentle squeeze.
Jongin jerked with a small whimper. He lifted his arm and hid his face with it, turning away into the pillow again, leaving the rest of his body for Sehun to play with.
Sehun's hand traveled to the hem of the sweater, and then below it. He found hot burning velvet soft skin, curves, and the smooth cotton waistband of Jongin's undergarment. He recognized it by touch alone—it was the lace panties with a ribbon in the front. He fluttered a teasing finger down towards where Jongin had his thighs clamped together. His fingers came away a little damp.
"Dove," He smirked. "You’re wet already?"
Jongin whined, thighs trembling. It was cramped down there but Sehun forced his hand between his legs, searching for more of it, the heat and the wetness.
"Fuck," Sehun groaned.
There was so much slick, as though Jongin had already released once. His poor little omega must have been so impatient waiting for him to come find him in his nest.
Sehun touched Jongin's gushing center over the panties, caressing it until he could hear how wet it was. He continued to rub over the folds and chuckled at how Jongin whimpered, his wetness just as noisy as him.
"You're soaked, baby."
.
Jongin's left leg hit his calf. It was a weak aimless hit but it opened up space.
Sehun flattened his hand between the omega’s thighs and pushed them apart, his fingers rubbing against the covered folds.
Jongin had given up muffling his sounds. His arm flopped to the side and he was arching back against Sehun, begging and whining. Sehun knew exactly how pretty his center looked beneath the panties, how swollen and wet it must be from all the teasing.
"Sehun—" Jongin cried out, the first word he uttered since Sehun stepped into the room.
The next second, Sehun flipped him onto his back and towered over him, caging the trembling body between his arms.
"Dove," He whispered, his eyes roving hungrily over Jongin now that he could finally look at him in full.
The omega pouted at him, shying away from eye contact. His face was flushed with need. His brown curls were matted to his forehead. He was halfway close to looking ruined and Sehun had only just started touching him.
"Kiss me," Jongin demanded through his pout.
Sehun grinned and leaned down to kiss those plush lips he had been craving for.
It was like coming home, sweet sweet home. Jongin's mouth was soft and wet and pliant, parting open for Sehun to lap inside it, tenderly lick and taste and devour until they were both gasping for breath.
"Missed you," Sehun murmured.
Jongin nibbled on his lips. His hands came up around Sehun's neck, tangled with the dark hair there, then came around and tenderly caressed his jaw.
"Alpha," He responded, a soft plea.
"Yes, baby, I'm here."
Sehun squeezed Jongin's waist, dragged his grip down to the omega’s hips, then moved under to cup his ass. He squeezed the soft cheeks once, twice.
Jongin gasped, and Sehun was nose-down in his neck, taking in the sweet post-heat scent. The peachy scent is going to get sweeter the more Sehun gets him wet and messy.
"Gonna eat you out," The alpha growled against Jongin's neck.
Jongin's thighs clamped around Sehun, an instinctive reflex.
When Sehun moved down to settle in front of his clothed center, Jongin tried opening his legs. He was trembling too much to do a good job so Sehun helped, grabbing his thighs and pinning them down before going lower.
Jongin whimpered, squirming around. His fists grabbed at Sehun's hair, pulling the dark locks.
Sehun peeled off his panties, thick strings of slick between the fabric and the swollen pink folds. He let Jongin keep the sweater on. The omega looked adorable getting wrecked while his hands were half-hiding in the voluminous sleeves.
Besides, Jongin got cold easily and Sehun didn't want him trembling from anything other than pleasure.
Sehun spread his folds and stared at the dainty bud. Shy, the omega tried covering himself up but Sehun pried his hand away and pinned it down to the sheets.
"Alpha," Jongin whined, and in his voice, Sehun could hear the complaint for him to stop staring.
But Sehun wouldn't stop. It had been a week since Jongin was laid out in front of him like this and he will take it as slow as he wants. He blew gently just to watch Jongin clench. The omega was smooth and velvet soft.
His long fingers ghosted over the folds before reaching the rosy bud. Jongin's body jerked with the first touch.
Sehun alternated between flicking the bud and pinching his folds, and Jongin responded beautifully. Loud whines and moans, helpless shudders of his thighs and leaking under Sehun's touches.
He couldn't bear it any longer and kissed Jongin's center hungrily. It was the combined effect of his hot breath and the wetness of his tongue that got Jongin quivering.
The omega sounded teary already, voice breaking on a sob but Sehun couldn't hear much of it.
Jongin's thighs were clamped around his head and the alpha was busy with his meal, licking and nibbling the dripping center.
Sehun pulled away after a while and spread Jongin's folds open. The omega was pinker on the inner folds, soft and plush. A little downwards, his entrance was squeezed tight around nothing. Sehun kissed it just to get Jongin squirming harder. He moved up and kissed deeper inside, pressing his nose against the sensitive bud.
Jongin was starting to taste heavier on his tongue, the peachy scent becoming sweeter and richer.
"Please..." Jongin begged.
Sehun took a little pity and sank one finger inside him, pressing the sensitive spots until Jongin was kicking his legs out, yelping in delight. He soon added another finger, playing the tiny bud at the same time as he thrust in. The omega got used to the rhythm quickly, bringing his hips up to meet Sehun's fingers and helping the friction burn brighter on the hood of his bud.
Sehun pushed a third finger in, Jongin's hole stretching and it probably burned a little because the omega gave a small gasp and his hand went down, almost to stop him. Sehun kissed his palm and dived down to latch onto his bud, sucking hard and thrusting his fingers in simultaneously. He wants Jongin to release, hard and fast so he'll be ready to take him fully.
Jongin’s insides were especially soft post-orgasm, throbbing and swollen, and it hugged Sehun's length tighter. It clung and grasped around him, making it so delicious to plunge in and out of the heat.
Jongin whimpered Sehun’s name as the alpha continued to ruin him. His legs came up and cross behind Sehun's back, trapping him there.
Sehun ate him out with earnest delight, his jaw aching with the fury of his hunger.
Jongin cried the way he did when he was nearing his peak. His tummy seized up and his legs shuddered. Then, he released on Sehun's tongue, spasming around those devious fingers.
Sehun lapped it all up, still hungry for more.
Slowly, he sat up and stretched Jongin's legs, stroking the trembles out. On the way up, he planted a few kisses along the omega’s ankles and calves. Jongin's face was wet with tears and he had one arm slung across his eyes. His fingers squeezed back when Sehun took his other hand.
"Ready?" Sehun asked and Jongin hitched in a gasp. His legs fell open wider and he raised his hips up, offering himself for Sehun to take.
Sweet needy little omega, Sehun smiled and kissed his tummy.
Jongin was so adorable when he got nonverbal in lust, just whining and whimpering to communicate the depths of his desire. In this state, Jongin couldn’t answer any questions. He left it to Sehun to make the decisions for the two of them, trusting him to give him what he wanted.
Sehun took his sweet time. He waited until the omega uncovered his eyes before pulling his pants and undergarment down, his hard throbbing length coming into view. Jongin was unable to look away and the heated desire in his eyes made Sehun grin with pride.
The tip of his length was already leaking, and down at the base, his knot was almost about to expand. He couldn't keep away from Jongin's tight heat any longer, he needed to sink inside of him soon.
Though, the pooled slick between Jongin’s legs was too tempting not to play with. He dragged the head of his length through the mess and teased against Jongin's bud. And like this, he was covering Jongin’s center, the length and girth of it so much bigger in comparison.
Every time, Sehun would marvel at how Jongin could take all of him inside.
"Sehun…" Jongin whimpered, his fists clenching in the sheets, his hips restlessly reacting to Sehun's teases.
"Patience," Sehun soothed him but his length slipped past his entrance again, teasing against his bud and leaving a spray of slick and precum on Jongin's lower belly. "You just feel so good, dove. Can’t help playing with you."
This time, Jongin's whine was petulant, almost angry.
Sehun chuckled at his omega’s eagerness. He gripped Jongin's thighs and positioned himself. Then, he slowly sank into the heat, the walls giving him a delicious squeeze as it welcomed him inside.
Sehun cursed, his chest rumbling with pleasure. He could see his own awe mirrored in Jongin's doe eyes, the panting wetness of his lips and the long thready gasps tearing out.
It was slow and cautious as Sehun pushed fully inside Jongin. The fit was tight and he reached all the sensitive spots. Jongin was restless as a result, body jerking and pretty lewd sounds coming out of him.
"Kept me away for a week, hm?" Sehun smirked, giving a particularly hard thrust. "But look at you now."
Jongin yelped as Sehun hit something tender, his nails digging into the alpha’s shoulders.
Sehun gave a few slow thrusts, his length was so deep inside he kept bumping against that tender spot and Jongin just kept getting tighter around him, his whimpers climbing heights.
"Perfect, "Sehun panted, slowly picking up the pace. "You’re made for me."
Jongin was lost in the thrusts, his mouth hanging open, fists loose beside his head. He was also leaking so much slick that it was making it harder for Sehun to plunge in and out with finesse.
"Love you so much," Sehun whispered and abandoned his restraint, giving in to the pleasure and started slamming hard into Jongin.
Jongin was nearing his peak again, if his whimpers were anything to go by. His hands scrambled for purchase on Sehun's broad shoulders, nails dragging down, something for him to anchor himself on as the alpha made a mess out of him.
Jongin zoned out, his mouth gaped open soundlessly, face wet and flushed with his tears. He let out a soundless cry when Sehun hit deep and brutal. One more thrust and he would climax again.
Sehun lifted Jongin's legs up, folding him in half and thrusting him furiously. He felt it the moment Jongin started releasing, his hips twitching uncontrollably, his sloppy center clamping down around him and Sehun's knot expanded.
The knot locked in and his own release flooded Jongin’s walls the same time the omega climaxed. It was a long drawn-out orgasm that just kept going on and on. Jongin convulsed through it, sucking in all that Sehun spilled in him.
Sehun effectively couldn't move an inch. His length was trapped, and he would stay there until Jongin decides to let him go.
Jongin was winded enough that his voice had left him, only small pants escaping him. His body sagged into the sheets and Sehun hovered over him protectively. Around his knot, Jongin was still tight as ever. It would be a while until they could separate.
"Can I lay down with you, dove?" Sehun asked and he was surprised to hear how wrecked his own voice sounded.
Jongin nodded.
Sehun gathered up his legs tenderly and wrapped them around his waist. Then, he lowered himself down over Jongin, covering the trembling body with his own.
Two releases deep, Jongin unlocked himself out of his stubbornness. When Sehun nuzzled into his neck and kissed his jaw, he moaned softly and tilted his head, offering more space for the alpha to claim.
"So beautiful," Sehun whispered against his honey skin. "You did so well, baby."
"Love you too," Came Jongin's late reply.
He shifted a little so he could sniff into his alpha's neck and Sehun felt the sweet sharpness of his fangs gently biting down near his scent gland. It was his feisty little omega reminding him that he was claimed.
Sehun smiled and interlocked their fingers together as they waited for the knot to come down.