The Moon Ain't Got Nothing on You... [Part Two]
Title: The Moon Ain't Got Nothing on You...
Pairing: Onho (onew, minho), more later on
Rating: NC-17 (already?!)
Genre: AU, alpha/omega, romance
{C}{C}{C}{C}Summary: Jinki has always hated Minho: his smug smile, arrogant attitude, deep, strong voice, and legs that could go on for miles. Minho was what every alpha male should be and he knew it. Jinki hated how perfect Minho was, hated how he always teased him, but lust is a powerful thing and instinct even more so.
Chapter Two
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Minho’s body stiffened at the sound of his name coming from those perfect lips. Jinki had never once said his name so… hungrily, desperately even, before. He didn’t even care about his favorite shirt when Jinki ripped it to shreds, because the smaller boy was now rubbing his -very noticeably- naked body against his now bare chest. Minho growled appreciatively in his throat and inhaled deeply. Jinki’s scent had always smelled perfect to Minho, but this was intoxicating. It made him feel like he was drowning and the only source of air was Jinki himself. He began unconsciously rubbing himself against the smaller boy, making him whimper and beg… for what? Jinki had never acted this way towards Minho, as much as he wanted him to, and somewhere in his brain he knew this wasn’t normal, but fuck if Jinki didn’t smell so good that he didn’t care anymore.
He pushed the older boy to the ground eagerly, wanting nothing more than to lick every inch of him. He began to do just that. Licking a long path from Jinki’s neck to his right nipple, he relished in the taste that was purely Jinki’s. Minho had always liked the older boy, ever since they were kids, his love only growing the older they got. Jinki, however, often seemed like he wanted nothing to do with Minho. He must have pent up a lot of his need for me, Minho mused to himself, continuing to play with the mewling boy’s nipples with his teeth.
When Jinki began thrusting up against him, he nearly came from pleasure. Never in his wildest dreams (okay maybe in his wildest) had he thought Jinki would want to mate with him, but that was clearly what he was begging for now. Sure Minho had slept around, but this was different, this was Jinki. Virgin “I’m saving myself for my mate” Jinki. Was this what the mating dance felt like? Minho suddenly became possessive. He had been bonded to Jinki since childhood, but he had never once felt Jinki’s bond towards him in return. When he searched telepathically for one from Jinki even now, he felt nothing but blazing heat from the other side. He growled angrily. Jinki was his, and now that he’d had a taste of him, he was never giving him up. Not this time. Ignoring protocol, he bit down savagely at the crook of Jinki’s neck, marking him without the permission or bond needed first.
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Jinki screamed in pleasure as Minho bit savagely at his neck, coming all over the both of their stomachs. But it wasn’t enough, he wanted more. He was hot from the inside out, and that’s where he wanted Minho to be, deep inside all the way to his too hot core. He tried to express his desires to the taller boy, but all he could do was moan and writhe underneath the stronger one’s body that was pinning him down like his life depended on it. Minho unlatched from Jinki reluctantly, almost scared that Jinki might bolt, but Jinki didn’t care, he wanted him so bad he couldn’t think straight, even more so when Minho began lazily lapping at the cum that was splattered across his stomach.
“Minho… please…” he rasped out. It was as if his mouth couldn’t form words, his brain only wanting to move his body so that Minho had more access. Jinki tried to think of why he shouldn't be doing this, why he had been angry to see Minho at first, but he couldn’t recall anything. He. Wanted. Minho. Now.
“Don’t worry, baby. I know what you need,” Minho almost growled back, and thrust a finger slick with Jinki’s cum roughly inside his entrance, making Jinki scream out from discomfort and pleasure. After a few pumps it felt so good he hardly noticed when Minho thrust two, then three into him, wantonly thrusting his hips to meet Minho’s now dripping wet fingers.
When Minho’s fingers retreated, Jinki whimpered at the feeling of emptiness, watching Minho fumble with the zipper on his now too tight pants, before deciding to help by slicing his claws against the denim, releasing the younger and, to be honest, quite impressive boy. Jinki felt a quick stab of fear and had a will that even fit? moment before his hormones kicked into overdrive again and he spread his thighs eagerly for Minho. He still felt like he was on fire, but this was what the fire craved, and it made his already slick and ready body tremble with anticipation.
He could feel the head of Minho’s cock right at his entrance, and he moaned in earnest when Minho stopped dead, making Jinki think he was playing hard to get with him.
“Minho.. don’t tease me..,” Jinki pleaded. Minho looked like he was in agony, but seemed to be listening to someone telepathically. Jinki began to struggle underneath Minho (this was no time to be chit chatting in Jinki’s opinion), urging him to continue, pushing himself up to meet Minho’s still oh so hard shaft, when he felt a crack against his skull and then nothing.
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“Oh Minho, thank God you responded! I couldn’t get through to Jinki!” Jinki’s mother, Sunny, nearly sobbed. She had contacted him right before… right before… Minho blushed scarlet at the memory. What had possessed him to do those things to Jinki in the woods? Of course he’d wanted Jinki for years, but he would never mark someone against their will, especially not Jinki. He had hoped… it didn’t matter now. When Jinki came to, he would hate him for eternity for marking him. And eternity was a long time for your mate to hate you...
Sunny had contacted him telepathically, begging him to knock Jinki out before the situation escalated. Escalated? Minho scoffed. It had damn well exploded. It screamed against every one of his instincts to hurt Jinki, but Sunny was his alpha’s mate, having just as much, if not more, control over him than he himself did.
He still had Jinki nestled in his arms when she motioned him over to the basement door. The padlocked, dead bolt, electrically enforced basement door. How… had he never noticed that before? True, Jinki rarely invited him over anymore, but still…
“I was hoping it would never come to this… he had been doing so well at overcoming it…” Sunny sighed, motioning Minho down to the basement with her. At the bottom of the steps he was met with what looked like a jail cell. A huge, well furnished, plush jail cell, but one none the less. “He’s in heat,” she said.
“In heat? But I thought he was an alpha…” Minho’s voice trailed off, and looking down at his bonded mate, he smiled a little. Did this mean they could have children? He frowned. How in the hell did that work? He’d have to do research.
“Put him in here. We have to keep him away from the other unmated wolves. Just because you’re mated to him doesn’t mean he’s accepted you yet. Omegas are quite different from other wolves, we pick who we want, and we aren’t forced through the mating dance, though fate forever has a hold in our lives it seems. Until he realizes he’s yours, his cycle affects everyone around him. And he’ll go through this for one week every moon cycle until he’s mated securely.” Great, Minho thought, so I don’t even have the mating bond to fall back on when he hates me now... and how the hell am I going to last a week with Jinki like this without raping him every chance I can get? Sunny patted Minho gently, feeling his distress, “There, there, you’ve been bonded to Jinki for a long time now, don’t think I didn’t know, and out of everyone who could have found him today, I believe I speak for myself and Jinki in saying that we’re glad it was you. Now!” she said as she clapped her hands, “Let’s lock him up!”
A/N: dun dun dun! Lol I kinda like Sunny in this. She’s flighty and happy and serious all at the same time! And I can’t believe I started writing smut ALREADY! O///O I’m impure! Haha writing smut for the first time… it didn’t seem TOO bad, though I’m blushing from ear to ear and giggling my ass off… let’s see… to answer some questions. Was this confusing? Whenever I had the line thing I kinda changed POV, did that make sense? Oh and yes Jinki is self *ahem* lubricating. I’m still not sure if I’m gonna deal with mpreg yet, that can weird people out and I have no idea how it even works haha like Minho, I’d have to do research. So this was a little longer of a post! I hope everyone enjoys it! (runs away to hide in shame of smuttiness) Also, ignore grammar blah blah blah I don't proof read!
Ciao! ~ <3
Lanna
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