He Loves Me "Knot"
Title: HLMK
Pairing: Onho
Rating: NC-17
Genre: supernatural, smut, vampire/werewolf, knotting
Summary: When Jinki's vampire clan finally captures the head Alpha of the werewolf pack they're sworn enemies with, Jinki plans on using Minho's body against him to garner secrets, but Minho has a secret of his own.
A/N: Written for the amazing hwan_sang (the queen of all things kinky)! She wrote me onho omegaverse smut guys. Check, check it out here!
He Loves Me "Knot"
It was the sound of chains rattling impatiently that woke him. Smiling absently, he rolled over, exposing his bare body to his captive. Not that he cared. He preferred him aroused for what he was about to do to him.
The red silk sheets slid off his body like a caress as he got up, stretching languidly. He'd slept like the dead, literally. Normally he couldn’t be bothered to be woken up before 6 pm, but he was feeling rather… hungry.
And what a meal it is, he thought to himself, his eyes glowing with appreciation as they took in the equally naked werewolf chained to his bedroom wall. The Alpha of the very pack his family had been fighting with for over a millennium. He ran a dainty, clawed finger over the scar running across his throat, feeling the raised skin in barely contained fury. Well, payback’s a bitch.
His steps light as he made his way across the cold marble floor, he stopped just mere inches from his prisoner, smiling up at him, his canines elongating noticeably. The chains just rattled impatiently once again. That was the strange thing about this wolf. Normally, shifters became uneasy, scared even at this part, but Choi Minho was neither, in fact, quite the opposite. The king of all wolves was aroused, and as much as he pretended it didn’t, it affected Jinki in a way no other male had. Unfortunately, it was only a matter of time before he was forced to kill him off.
As much as Jinki looked the part of cute and innocent prince of the vampires, his main task in the clan was information gathering by any means necessary, but even vampires were no match for werewolves on the night of the full moon. He looked out at the sky through his heavily shuttered window in disappointment. Only one day left before he would have no other choice but to kill his new intriguing pet. Not like it mattered. He hadn’t gotten even a tiny secret out of the alpha wolf, let alone something they already knew. Except for the heated stares and unimaginably sexy groans, this wolf would give him nothing. Go figure.
“Feeling talkative tonight, pet?” he asked blandly, though his eyes danced with amusement. He so loved this cat and mouse game they’d been playing.
Minho merely shrugged, his hips shifting slightly, drawing Jinki’s eyes downward, and all amusement fled. Now the only thing Jinki was feeling at the moment… was arousal.
“It’s a shame you can’t be house trained. I’d love to keep you around for a while longer,” Jinki said, a slight pout on his plump lips. “You sure you don’t have anything you want to tell me?” His voice was soft, sweet even, as his hands reached out to lightly caress the werewolf’s taut body. The pained groan made him look up into the shifter’s eyes, but all that showed from those crystal blue orbs was defiance. When his hands slid down to grip Minho’s thick shaft, however, the look immediately turned to one of need.
“Why make this so hard on yourself? I can give you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams, and all I want out of that pretty little mouth of yours is a few tiny little secrets,” he purred, his hands leisurely sliding along the hard length in his hands, though he’d already memorized every vein, every silken inch of the man before him.
“Release me and I’ll tell you one,” Minho ground out, voice hoarse, his hips bucking forward to give Jinki better access. Jinki hummed lightly in approval. As infuriating as that one liner always was, he wanted him to say it every five minutes, if just to hear this man’s voice. A hint of steel covered in smooth velvet, just like the cock in his hands.
“We’ve been over this time and time again, you don’t tell me, you don’t get to cum,” Jinki shrugged, walking over to the window ledge where he now kept his lube. He’d needed it out and within reach quite a bit lately. “But since I’m feeling playful today,” Jinki smirked, one slick hand sliding down to tease his own entrance, “I’ll give you the option. Want to take me from the back or from the front this time?”
He could tell Minho was biting the inside of his cheek even if he hadn’t heard the flesh pop with his sensitive ears. He half expected Minho to spit blood at him, not that he would have minded, but the shifter merely growled, “Front,” his chained hands balling into fists.
Tilting his head to the side, he looked up at his captive with hooded eyes. “You promise not to bite me this time?”
“I will never promise that,” the shifter ground out, a muscle ticking in his cheek. Mentally, Jinki assessed him. He was never usually this wound up, this little in control. Perhaps it had something to do with the full moon right around the corner?
“Fine,” Jinki said, mock pout in place. Minho’s eyes locked onto his lips, like always. Jinki’s tongue flicked out to lick the upper mound quickly, but he knew Minho had noticed, even if he hadn’t heard the tormented groan that followed directly after. The wolf had a fascination with his mouth after all, which was just fine, because Jinki’s mouth had a fascination with Minho’s cock.
“You know the rules,” Jinki continued, sliding onto his knees in front of the bound shifter. “If you want my mouth on you here,” he purred, his tongue darting out to lick the bead of precum that was slowly leaking from Minho’s shaft, “then you have to let me feed from here too.” Looking up with questioning eyes, he wanted to laugh at Minho’s over eager nod.
Sliding his mouth barely over the head of Minho’s cock, he gingerly bit into the tender flesh there, his canines barely even pricking the surface, but it was enough, the blood rushing into his mouth making him moan around Minho’s cock. His motions stilled as he just sat and enjoyed the rich flavor running along his tongue, but Minho had already begun rocking his hips, shoving his length in and out of his mouth, his head thrown back against the stone wall, his teeth clenched.
Jinki pulled away, his mouth popping as the final inch slid out. Chained hands went to grab at his head to pull him back, but stopped mere inches from the wall before eventually going back to lying prone at his sides, his fists once again clenched tight. Jinki frowned. Minho could reach at least a foot; it was a secret pleasure of his to let Minho mouth fuck him, so why wasn’t he doing it now?
“This is our last night together, and you’re not even going to make it fun?” Jinki growled, though his growl wasn’t nearly as threatening as Minho’s. “Fine, have it your way,” he sighed, jumping up onto Minho’s form, his legs wrapping around strong hips, one arm wrapped around Minho’s neck while the other guided his cock to his entrance.
Slowly sliding onto the full length, he groaned, his head lolling back as both arms now wrapped around Minho’s neck for support. When he opened his eyes, it was to the sight of Minho’s own canines elongating as he stared longingly at Jinki’s throat. There were times where Minho looked at his throat with more need than Jinki himself did, and he was the vampire here. He’d never seen a shifter eye his flesh so hungrily before, until Minho, like he wanted to bite every inch of him. That makes two of us.
Minho was furiously rocking into him, though he could never get very deep at this angle. Jinki flicked Minho's chin with two fingers, watching in unmasked satisfaction as the wolf tilted his head up and to the side, giving him better access to his jugular. “Good boy,” he purred, his words barely escaping his mouth before his fangs were buried into the sweet flesh of Minho’s neck. Heaven.
Impatiently, he slid one of his hands down between them, fisting his own cock. Bouncing as best he could in the position he was in, he rode Minho slowly until eventually his hand and the cock inside him sent his senses into overdrive, his cum splattering along Minho’s chest, running down his stomach. With one last pull from his neck, he unlatched and pulled off of him, his unsteady legs slipping him to the ground. His head rested against Minho’s thigh, giving him the perfect view of the pulsing cock still just as hard beside him.
“It’s so depressing knowing I’ll never get to feel you cumming inside me…” he whispered, his feather soft hair tickling at Minho’s flesh. A hand came up to run through the strands softly.
“Way to keep reminding me you’re planning on killing me,” the voice above him mused. He had a split second to register that there were no chains rattling anymore before Minho’s hands were roughly grabbing at Jinki’s hair, tilting his head back to look up and up until he saw Minho’s smirking face, the chains hanging uselessly on either side of him.
“So that’s why you weren’t touching me. You’ve had those broken for hours, haven’t you?” Jinki asked accusingly. Minho merely shrugged, the hands in his hair not letting up in the slightest. “I don’t understand. Why not just kill me in my sleep?”
“Believe it or not I actually like seeing you in your element, and who knows when I’ll get to see that again,” Minho said, a frown marring his beautiful face as he pondered that statement.
“That’s an odd way of saying you’re going to kill me.”
“Kill you?” Minho smirked, kneeling down to Jinki’s eye level, one hand gripping his chin roughly while the other still had his long hair gripped tight. “Didn’t you ever find it strange that the leading Alpha of the very pack you seek to destroy would come alone into your territory? Hardly put up a fight as he was being captured?”
“You killed fifteen men!”
“I could have killed more, but I was impatient to see you.”
“You’re not making any sense,” Jinki ground out.
“You want to hear the big secret you’ve been fishing for for weeks?” Minho whispered, his tongue licking at the seam of Jinki’s lips playfully. “You’re my mate,” he growled, his lips crashing down onto Jinki’s roughly, making him grab at Minho’s shoulders as he toppled them both onto the ground, his bigger body pinning him to the marble floor, “and you can’t imagine how long I’ve wanted to taste every creamy inch of you.”
A gag and plenty of torn sheets later had Jinki bound on all fours, ass up, on his own bed. This was his own damn fault. He’d specifically told no one to come check on him tonight because he hadn’t planned on leaving Minho’s side, and unfortunately, telepathy was not one of Jinki’s vampiric abilities. As much as he knew he was in a bad situation, however, he just couldn’t stop thinking about his stupid sheets. They’d cost him a fortune and the wolf had ripped through them like butter. At least the gag was soft…
Minho’s hands were once again on his body, making him quiver in pleasure. He couldn’t really blame his body for being a traitor, not when the person making it so was as hot as Choi Minho, and Choi Minho paid attention to detail. The tongue sliding ever so slowly down his back made him tense up, earning a slap on the ass. Jinki rolled his eyes. If Minho had wanted him compliant, he shouldn’t have admitted he wasn’t going to kill him, but then the tongue was sliding between his cheeks, a wet lap to his entrance, and all thoughts of defiance fled.
Jinki cried out, his hands balling into fists in what was left of his beautiful sheets. The tongue was circling his entrance, teasing him, until finally bluntly shoving in, then coming back out to tease him all over again, Minho’s large hands spreading his cheeks apart, but it wasn’t deep enough.
Minho must have thought so too, because not a minute later he was growling in frustration, one hand finally pinning Jinki’s body to the bed while the other dug it’s nails into his hip, a hard thrust seconds after making the vampire cry out as best as his gag would allow. The pace was torturously slow, but it wasn’t long until Minho was bumping up against his prostate, his body bowing as he came against his stomach.
Slowly coming back from his climactic daze, he felt something impossibly large and hard pushing at his entrance. Turning his head sharply, the wolf only smirked down at him, long canines in full view.
“How long has it been since I’ve cum now, two weeks? You’re in for a treat, little leech, and you don’t even know what it is, do you? But you’ll take it,” Minho growled, growing impossibly hard inside him. Then two things happened at once: Minho shoved his knot deep into him and bit him hard at the base of his neck, riding him as much as the knot would allow as he came spurt after hot spurt into Jinki’s ass.
The knot didn’t hurt once it was inside, just made him feel impossibly full, more taken then he ever had in his life, but the more Minho moved inside of him as he continued to cum, growling into his neck where he still bit into him, the more it built up Jinki’s own orgasm once again, until he was tumbling over the abyss for the third time that night.
“Good boy, you took it so well,” Minho murmured against his ear, his own words slapping him across the face, even though Minho’s voice was adoring. He was still inside him, and still somehow cumming, but it felt so unbelievably good, Minho’s light pants and moans making his body shiver, his ass trying to push even closer to the shifter’s hips, burying him deeper inside him, if that was even possible. And then the pressure eased away, Minho sliding out of him slowly, dripping cum along his thighs.
Using his beautiful sheets to wipe away most of the cum, he made sure Jinki’s wrists were bound tight before hefting him up over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, the view of Minho’s black fluffy tail swishing over that sculpted ass mocking him. The last time he’d be in his own room, and all he could think about were asses with tails and torn sheets. Go figure.
“If you thought tonight was fun, wait till tomorrow,” Minho smirked, his eyes glowing as he easily broke the window and jumped down five stories, his struggling vampire mate in tow as they disappeared into the woods.
A/N: I always told myself I'd never write a vampire fic, yet here we are! xD Honestly, I didn't mind it at all, as long as there's some variety in there! I hope you enjoy this, Lulu! I also hope the kinks were up to your expectations >.< Seriously guys, go read her onho omegaverse here it's amazing <3
So we need to have a heart to heart... to heart xD There is a lot of places I could take this story, it could very easily be a chaptered fic, BUT I already have... let's see... two onho, one 2woo, and one onho/2woo that aren't finished OTL But if you guys really want it that badly, I will make it work. Please let me know what you think ^^
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