Natural Instincts 13/13
Author: kpopforlife
Word Count: 4398
Rating: NC-17
Pairing/Focus: Jongyu
Genre: omega!verse
Warnings: Omega!verse, knotting
Summary: As soon as Jinki stepped off of the elevator he knew something was off. There was a tension, a faint whiff of something different, something foreign that laced the stagnant air with the most delicious aroma he had ever encountered. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but something was amiss. His senses were heightened, body reacting on its own accord, alpha pheromones immediately stirring, but for what he wasn’t quite sure.
lethallycute & MandeeGee betas<3
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Everything was moving too fast and also much, much too slow for Jonghyun’s liking. Only yesterday he and Jinki were still tiptoeing around each other, trying to keep their distance with feigned ease. Now Jinki was pressed against him, fingers everywhere and his eyes practically boring into Jonghyun’s soul. Everything was changing so rapidly that his head was spinning. At the same time, he couldn’t help but groan because, damn it, he wanted this bad and Jinki was taking his sweet time getting them into the bedroom. It was infuriating and sexy all at once. Jinki’s fingers were tugging at his hair, lips grazing along his neck, pausing only to kiss and suck at his over-sensitive flesh. Jonghyun’s fingers curled into Jinki’s shirt, not even trying to hold back his breathy whimpers.
“Hyung,” he whined, earning himself a much-needed rub against Jinki’s thigh as the elder pushed himself impossibly closer. His back hit the wall with a soft thud, caged by Jinki without feeling trapped in the slightest. There was quite literally nowhere else he would rather be. Maybe Jinki would take him right here, standing up, against this wall, hard… rough…
He felt another whine rip from his throat, his thoughts alone enough to make him desperate. And holy fuck, if Jinki didn’t stop with his tongue Jonghyun was going to blow a load in his pants and that would just be embarrassing. He guided Jinki’s head up and away from his neck, frantically smashing their lips together, needing to taste them again. Without any finesse he started pushing Jinki’s tee shirt up his torso, fingers skating across Jinki’s ribs and those perfect abs.
“Stop, shit- you want this? Really?” Jinki asked, sounding desperate more than anything else.
“Yes,” Jonghyun groaned, every second they spent talking was a second that they could have been kissing.
“Then lets- bed-”
“Okay,” Jonghyun agreed, fumbling for the doorknob, impatient and so, so ready.
“Shit- slow down,” Jinki commanded, his tone low and breathy. “I want to do this right.”
“Whatever you want hyung,” Jonghyun muttered. How Jinki had the patience right now he would never understand. I felt like his skin was about to ignite into flames whenever Jinki’s lips brushed against him. If Jonghyun had the choice they would be knotted by now.
‘Do this right’ in Jinki’s book apparently didn’t include fucking Jonghyun against the wall so hard they left a dent in the drywall. Pity. The elder lead him towards the bedroom with purposeful steps, hands tight and possessive around his hips. Jonghyun didn’t care where or how or who would hear them anymore, he just wanted Jinki. They stumbled into the bedroom, Jonghyun pulling off his shirt before pressing himself against Jinki once again.
“Slow down,” Jinki growled, nipping at Jonghyun’s ear. He tried to comply but it was like two parts of his brain were warring against each other. One side wanting to give Jinki everything his heart desired, the other side wanting to take and take and take until they were both too tired to move.
Jonghyun compromised by grabbing a fistful of Jinki’s shirt before falling back onto the bed, effectively pulling Jinki down with him. Jinki let out a humorless chuckle, righting himself so he was looming over Jonghyun, his eyes hungry. Jinki settled back onto his knees, palms skimming down Jonghyun’s bare sides before the elder started working on the buckle of Jonghyun’s belt.
The gentleness in his hands gave Jonghyun goose bumps. Jinki was fighting that desperation Jonghyun knew he felt, taking his time. He slowly stripped away the layers that separated them; fingertips skimming across every bare piece of flesh. Everything felt so different, so real. Jonghyun had only ever had sex during his heat. Their career path didn’t give much room for dating after all. So feeling another person’s flesh pressed up against his own without the blanket of pheromones to detach him from the whole experience felt strange. It felt strange but it felt nice. His body reacted to the simple ministrations by pressing closer to Jinki, desperate for more contact. He could feel himself dripping and god it was weird to feel these emotions, to feel that desire and know it was all for Jinki, only for Jinki.
“Hyung, please,” Jonghyun whispered, his body humming with desire and his eyes tracing every curve and line of Jinki’s torso as the elder pulled off his own clothing, so slow he had to be doing it just for spite. Jonghyun made a motion to turn around, getting into position so Jinki could mount him properly, but Jinki’s hands were firmly pressing his hips to the mattress, keeping him in place. Jinki’s palms slid down Jonghyun’s dainty thighs, enjoying the feel of his smooth flesh before he reached his knees, pressing his legs widely apart. A groan left Jinki’s lips as the scent of Jonghyun’s dripping entrance reach him.
“I’m going to take you just like this,” Jonghyun’s eyes practically rolled back into his head at the authoritative tone, “Because I want to watch your face as you come. I want to be just like this, chest to chest, nose to nose as you come undone from having my cock inside you.” Jonghyun shivered at his words, nodding in blind agreement as he all but grabbed the elder, pulling him closer, desperate to bridge the gap between them.
“Whatever you want Jinki just- please. Take me,” despite his wanton disposition, the kiss was soft, gentle. Allowing himself the guilty pleasure of sucking that sinfully plump bottom lip between his teeth and enjoying the moan of approval it got him in response. Even such an innocent kiss only served rile him up more, his fingers clutched at Jinki’s bare skin and his nails raked teasing trails down Jinki’s back and arms. “God,” He choked, so desperate he felt like he would die if Jinki strung him along any longer.
Jinki seemed to finally be on the same page as him. The elder slithered a hand between them to position himself before pausing. “Jonghyun,” He said in that same deep, commanding tone, “Open your eyes.”
Jonghyun blinked out of his daze, looking up in confusion but Jinki made no other comment, only looking deep into the younger boy’s soul and he slowly pressed inside. Jonghyun’s jaw went slack and his whole body seemed to sigh in satisfaction as he greedily sucked in Jinki’s full length. God it felt so different from before. Every sensation magnified. He wasn’t numbed by his heat and consequently he was so sensitive to every touch, every brush of skin and every slow drag of Jinki’s flesh inside him. It felt so much better. He didn’t dare look away from Jinki’s deep brown eyes though, making the moment seem much more intimate than simple sex.
Jinki sank into him, letting out a shudder, eyelids fluttering once he was fully seated inside the younger. Jonghyun’s teeth dug into his bottom lip, trying to adjust to these familiar yet new sensations. Jinki didn’t give him much of a chance, rocking his hips almost immediately and Jonghyun was so overwhelmed. He could feel everything, every movement, every breath. Sex had only ever been about getting off, satisfying the insatiable need to be fucked when he was on his heat. But this, this was different. This was pleasure. He felt completely present for the first time. Already his body was begging to continue, wanting, needing Jinki to fucking him harder, faster. It eased those lingering doubts in his mind and made him a little bit giddy inside. He wanted Jinki. Not because of his heat, not because he was a beta and Jinki an alpha but because Jinki made him feel complete, because Jinki was Jinki. He felt so in sync with the elder now. Resisting the urge to speed up the process and just let Jinki set the pace, the tone for their first time. He could sense it somehow, Jinki needed this. They both did. This wasn’t the time for a quick fuck, it was their opportunity to enjoy each other.
Jonghyun laid back deep into the pillows, letting out breathy moans of pleasure as Jinki rocked into him, letting them both enjoy the smooth slide his dick. The feeling of being stretched was completely overpowered by how good it felt. Each slow, deliberate thrust made him conscious of just how deep Jinki was inside him. It overrode all else, making him unable to think, to focus on anything at all but Jinki’s thick cock and his warm hands that caressed every inch of his skin.
He didn’t even try to hold back the moans that fell from his lips. He wanted Jinki to know, to hear, to feel how much he wanted this, how much he was enjoying it. He could tell too, the whimpers in his ear were making Jinki melt. His lips found Jonghyun’s neck, mouthing over the tender junction where it met Jonghyun’s chest. Jonghyun shivered, turning his head to give Jinki more access, submitting fully. At that moment he wanted nothing more than for Jinki to mark him, claim him for all to see. However, Jinki did no such thing. He kissed and sucked, no doubt leaving an impressive bruise. He even teased, dragging his teeth against the skin, but without any pressure to puncture. It felt amazing but not at all what he wanted. Jonghyun didn’t have the brainpower to think about it though, he was too focused on how amazing it all felt.
“Jinki,” he moaned, somewhere between a whimper and a prayer. His fingers tangled in Jinki’s thick hair, nails scraping at the alphas scalp as he let the pleasure overwhelm him. His legs naturally wrapped themselves around Jinki’s hips, keeping the elder as close as possible. Jinki’s lips continued to kiss and suck every piece of skin he could find, his breath stuttered with deep, rumbling moans. For the first time in his life, Jonghyun was learning what it meant to make love.
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Jonghyun felt oddly comfortable. Jinki’s chest was hard and strong but it still made the best pillow the beta had ever experienced. Not to mention, the elder’s skin was soft, warm and smelled like heaven. Jonghyun could feel the knot inside him starting to release and it made his heart sink. It was as if his body, his soul didn’t want to part from the alpha just yet. Jinki began to pull away but Jonghyun tightened his legs around the elder, keeping him in place. Jinki gave him a questioning glance but Jonghyun avoided eye contract, biting his lip before replying, “I kinda like it… you, inside me. It feels… nice.”
“Shit,” Jinki muttered, his forehead dropping onto Jonghyun's chest. His fingers tightened around Jonghyun’s tiny waist, “We are never getting out of this bed if you keep saying things like that.”
Jonghyun chuckled, a bit embarrassed to say something like that out loud but Jinki’s obvious approval helped him to not dwell on it. He pulling Jinki flush against him, the elder’s nose in the crook of his neck, “I’m not entirely opposed to that,” Jonghyun muttered.
“Your wish is my command,” Jinki joked with a laugh. The elder’s lips skimming ever so gentle back and forth across the sensitive skin of Jonghyun’s neck.
“Hyung, I think I’m ready,” Jonghyun announced after a moment, his voice taking on a more serious, resolute tone.
“Hmm? Ready? You’re gunna have to wait a minute for me to get hard again,” Jinki mumbled, not moving from his spot.
“No, I meant… ready to-to accept the bond,” Jonghyun finally said. He had been thinking about it a lot recently. Maybe it was still a little fast all things considered but it just felt… right. Once he had accepting Jinki’s feelings and agreed to start dating, Jonghyun could honestly say he had never been happier. Everything was so easy, so natural with Jinki. The only snags in their relationship had been caused by himself and his own worries. He had also thought about this moment a lot, what it would be like when he finally told Jinki and accepted the bond. He had imagined different scenarios for how it would play out. Most of his fantasies resulted in Jinki sweeping him off of his feet in happiness and dragging him off somewhere to fuck. In reality however, Jinki just looked at him with those sad eyes and sighed like the weight of the world was on his shoulders.
“Jonghyun, let’s talk about this later, okay?”
Jinki’s less than enthusiastic response was not only disappointing, it made Jonghyun feel embarrassed at his own forwardness. It had taken him so long to get to this point, to just… accept this reality, and Jinki was going to act like this?
“What? You don’t want me anymore?” He snapped, his embarrassment smarting, manifesting itself as anger.
“You know that isn’t true,” Jinki responded, looking hurt that Jonghyun would even suggest such a thing.
“Then what is it?”
“Jong-”
“Tell me, damn it.”
“Fine. I’m not sure you know what you’re saying. You spent the last year fighting against this, forgive me for trying to take your words with a grain of salt when I’m still fucking inside you. Post orgasm bliss is really not the time to be making major life decisions that will affect all of us,” Jinki shot back, his words raw with honesty.
“You seriously think that is all it is? Me being so stung out of your dick that I can’t think straight?”
“It wouldn’t be the first time,” Jinki muttered, avoiding Jonghyun’s eyes.
“Fine. You don’t want to-”
“Jonghyun,” Jinki snapped, cutting him off using that authoritative leader tone that made Jonghyun’s knees turn to jelly, “I said, let’s talk about it later. You are being ridiculous. You know I love you. You know I want you. But it’s cruel to promise me the world when I can’t be sure you even mean it. I want you to be tied to me so much it actually hurts, but only if that’s what you really want. I’m not a last resort or a mistakened promise made in the heat of the moment. I’m a choice. I just- I don’t want you to regret it or feel obligated to uphold your promise if you change your mind later,” Jinki explained, the words landing like bricks on Jonghyun’s chest. God, he had ruined everything this past year hadn’t he? Did Jinki really think that? Was the trust between them so fragile that Jinki worried about such things, doubted every word and action?
“You’re right, hyung. I’m sorry. For the record though, I’ve been thinking about this for awhile now. It’s not a split-second decision. It just felt like the right time to tell you. But I don’t want you to get the wrong idea either so… you’re right, we should talk about it later,” Jonghyun conceded, his words heavy with guilt.
Jinki smiled, his eyes shining, “It’s not that I think you don’t mean it. I just…”
“No, I get it. It was stupid of me to-”
“You’re not stupid. Never stupid,” Jinki said, pulling Jonghyun up for a kiss.
“I’m sorry hyung,” Jonghyun murmured against Jinki’s lips.
“Hmm?” The elder hummed in question, more intent on kissing than talking now. Jonghyun really needed to get the words out though. They were about to start a whole new kind of relationship, a new level of intimacy and companionship, and he wanted to make sure they started with a clean slate.
“For… everything. This whole year basically. I’m just sorry it took me this long, I’m sorry I pushed you away, I’m sorry I was selfish and scared and hurt you. Just- I’m sorry.”
“Don’t apologize. You don’t owe me anything. You had every right to push me away and take time to sort things out and choose what was best for you. I’m not angry or bitter so please stop making yourself feel guilty,” Jinki whispered, so genuine and gentle it only make Jonghyun ache more.
“Well you should be.”
“But I’m not. I’m actually so fucking happy. This right here,” Jinki motioned towards their current state of intimacy, “makes every single second of the past year worth it. It doesn’t matter how many twists and turns it took us to get here because now you’re here, with me, and you’re here because you want to be. I don’t think you have the slightest idea how happy that makes me.”
Jonghyun bit his lip, so overwhelmed with emotion. Jinki’s words were unabashedly honest, so pure; so genuine. He wasn’t sure if he could ever get used to it, the idea that Jinki loved him so completely. “I love you,” Jonghyun whispered, wrapping his arms around the elder’s neck and burying his face into Jinki’s neck.
“I love you too, so much,” Jinki’s lips pressed against his ear, soft and affectionate and Jonghyun knew, from the bottom of his heart that this was what he wanted. He didn’t have any lingering doubts or uncertainties, he wanted to be with Jinki and he would do everything he could to make Jinki see that as well.
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Jonghyun woke to soft kisses being pressed against his throat. There was nothing demanding or expectant in the touches, just gentle and sweet and toe-curlingly sensual. Jonghyun stretched, arching like a cat as he blinked awake, Jinki’s blissful smile the first thing to register in his brain.
He could definitely get used to this.
“G’morning,” He mumbled.
“Did you sleep well?” Jinki asked, resuming his previous activity of peppering Jonghyun’s skin was love and affection.
“Hmmm,” Jonghyun hummed in affirmation, fingers getting lost in Jinki’s thick hair. “I like this,” He muttered.
“You like what?” Jinki asked but there was a smile in his voice that said he knew exactly what Jonghyun meant.
“Waking up like this. I like it. You are setting a precedent for the future, I hope you can live up to it,” Jonghyun teased.
“I’ll do my best,” Jinki’s warm breath danced across his collarbone in a short little chuckle.
“I’m going to go use the bathroom but when I come back we can pick up right where we left off,” Jonghyun said as he shifted out from under the elder.
“Okay,” Jinki smiled, flopping down on the bed with a happy little sigh.
Jonghyun tried to be quick, eager to get back into their warm bed and to feel Jinki’s arms around him once again. However, when he caught sight on himself in the mirror, a burning question from the night before resurfaced in his mind. His neck and chest were littered with splotches, most of them a slight tinge of red that would probably fade by that afternoon. There was one however, right over his collarbone that was dark, already turning to a deep purple. Jinki had given him one hell of a hickey, but that was it. Just a bruise, no mark. He had to know why.
Jonghyun crept back into the bedroom, slipping under the covers and pressing up against Jinki’s side. Before the elder could resume his previous activities, Jonghyun decided to spring the question on him.
“Why won’t you mark me?” He whispered, soft and hesitant. He had no idea where this conversation would take them and he was a bit nervous to find out.
“You know the origin of marking, don’t you?” Jinki asked after a rather lengthy pause, purposefully evading the question.
“I mean… vaguely,” Jonghyun said, looking down at his fingers a bit sheepish. “I used to fall asleep in history a lot so…”
Jinki chuckled a bit, pulling the younger against his chest and taking a deep breath. “Marking was a sign of having a mate, almost ownership. In ancient times, it was common for mates to be separated for months, years at a time due to war, hunting and whatnot. Being away for so long, your mates scent will disappear making a beta smell single and available. It was potentially dangerous and was a sure way to start a war with another clan. So alphas would mark their mate right… here,” Jinki answered, the pads of his fingers rubbing a soft circle against the sensitive part of his shoulder, right where the bruise was.
“The mark was purposefully deep and painful, ensuring the evidence of their claim would remain long after they were gone. It was a ritual of sorts, for a full moon cycle after the initial bond the beta would use herbal medicine to keep the wound open and fresh so that the scar would be deep and permanent. It was a dangerous and barbaric custom that has been expired for centuries now.”
“How was it dangerous?” Jonghyun asked. His understanding of history was fuzzy at best and it had been years since he had learned such things in school so it felt like his first time hearing it.
“There is always a risk of infection when a wound is not treated properly. However in this case, it was purposely kept exposed and open… it was very common and dangerous considering the lack of proper medication back then,” Jinki explained, patient as ever.
“So why did they do it if it was so dangerous?”
“It was tradition,” Jinki shrugged. “Historically, people do terrible things in the name of tradition. Genital mutilation, foot binding, neck lengthening… scarification in the form of a mating mark it’s what our people did. Marking was a common way to show the mutual agreement to the bond, almost comparable to modern day marriage ceremony. Alphas bond through sex, betas showed their acceptance of the bond through their submission to the mark. As I said, barbaric.
“However, it is still in our blood, the desire to mark and be marked. I feel it as strongly as you do; it’s natural for us. A savage little corner of my DNA boiling up and demanding I sink my teeth into you, making sure everyone who sees you knows you belong to me. Making sure anyone who comes in contact with you can smell me all over you. But there is no longer a need for it and culturally we no longer condone the savage process. Our people are content with a more modern wedding ceremony and any form of marking now a days is solely for pleasure. It is a superficial injury that is very temporary.”
“Is that why…”
“What?”
“Is that why you freaked out when Taemin marked me?”
Jinki bit his lip, “That savage corner of my DNA was in control that day.”
“But betas can’t even mark and transfer scent like that?” Jonghyun knew that to be true but it still came out as a question.
“I know, but like I said, marking was a sign of submission, acceptance of a mate. Seeing your mate in submission to another… it’s just not something an alpha can really handle,” Jinki’s voice trailing off into a whisper.
“I don’t know if it makes it any better but… that day… Taemin said I kept calling him ‘hyung’ and begging him to knot me. I lost myself for a bit and I… I thought he was you. I was begging you to mark me, not Taemin.”
The corner of Jinki’s mouth twitched into a small smile, “It does, but I kind of already knew that. Marking is an alpha/beta thing. It isn’t instinctual between two betas.”
“Well I am sorry…”
“It doesn’t matter anymore.”
“You still didn’t answer my question,” Jonghyun quipped.
“What question?”
“Why won’t you mark me?”
“I- I didn’t know you wanted me to. I told you, marking between an alpha and his mate has a much deeper meaning. It’s not just for pleasure, it has very significant implications, it’s a big step. I already jumped the gun on the whole bonding thing, I really didn’t want to fuck anything else up by marking you without us talking about it first,” Jinki explained.
“Well… I want it too. I want you,” Jonghyun assured him.
“There is no hurry Jong, I don’t want you to rush into anything, okay? These are big steps and we have forever,” Jinki assured him. The elder still didn't seem to have much faith in Jonghyun's words.
“I’m tired of waiting. We’ve been dancing around this for ages and I’m tired of it. I finally came to terms with my feelings and I want to act on them. I’m ready,” Jonghyun countered. It was actually infuriating, having to argue with Jinki to make the elder accept his feelings.
“Okay… how about this? Let’s wait until your next heat. Hmm? Doesn’t that sound nice… the first time my teeth break through your skin when you are at the peak of your heat? Can’t you just imagine? Right before I knot inside you, when you are so close to coming,” Jinki’s voice dropping an octave into the breathy, sultry tone that made Jonghyun’s knees weak.
Jonghyun shivered, Jinki’s words painting a vivid picture inside his head that was making his whole body thrum with want. “Let’s not wait because I want you right now,” Jonghyun muttered, causing Jinki to laugh.
“We’re waiting. It’ll give you something to look forward to and it will ease my stress knowing you will have more time to think on it and be sure it’s what you really want,” Jinki replied, resolute.
Jonghyun huffed, “Who knew it would be so hard to get my mate to claim me, good god,” his tone playful but Jinki’s arms stiffened around him. “What?” Jonghyun asked.
“You… that’s the first time you’ve called me your mate,” Jinki whispered.
Jonghyun let out a little huff of amusement, “Well that’s what you are. Like it or not, you are stuck with me now.”
“I like it very, very much,” Jinki murmured, nose skimming against Jonghyun’s neck. The younger could feel the upturn of Jinki’s lips against his skin.
Mate.
Jonghyun liked the sound of that.
It had taken him a long time to reach this point but he was so glad he finally did. Jinki was right, they had forever, and the beginning of their forever was already shaping up to be kind of perfect.
Jonghyun was happy.
Jonghyun was bonded.
Jonghyun was in love.
It didn’t get much more perfect than that.
Next
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First of all... IT'S OVER OMFG FINALLY
second of all, no it's not. epilogue. coming at you real soon. probably tomorrow.
third, so sorry. i said this would be up before the end of the year
and i was wrong
i actually did have it finished by then
but holidays got in the way and my beta had something come up and yeah...
shit happens
but it's here now
enjoy
Word Count: 4398
Rating: NC-17
Pairing/Focus: Jongyu
Genre: omega!verse
Warnings: Omega!verse, knotting
Summary: As soon as Jinki stepped off of the elevator he knew something was off. There was a tension, a faint whiff of something different, something foreign that laced the stagnant air with the most delicious aroma he had ever encountered. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but something was amiss. His senses were heightened, body reacting on its own accord, alpha pheromones immediately stirring, but for what he wasn’t quite sure.
lethallycute & MandeeGee betas<3
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Everything was moving too fast and also much, much too slow for Jonghyun’s liking. Only yesterday he and Jinki were still tiptoeing around each other, trying to keep their distance with feigned ease. Now Jinki was pressed against him, fingers everywhere and his eyes practically boring into Jonghyun’s soul. Everything was changing so rapidly that his head was spinning. At the same time, he couldn’t help but groan because, damn it, he wanted this bad and Jinki was taking his sweet time getting them into the bedroom. It was infuriating and sexy all at once. Jinki’s fingers were tugging at his hair, lips grazing along his neck, pausing only to kiss and suck at his over-sensitive flesh. Jonghyun’s fingers curled into Jinki’s shirt, not even trying to hold back his breathy whimpers.
“Hyung,” he whined, earning himself a much-needed rub against Jinki’s thigh as the elder pushed himself impossibly closer. His back hit the wall with a soft thud, caged by Jinki without feeling trapped in the slightest. There was quite literally nowhere else he would rather be. Maybe Jinki would take him right here, standing up, against this wall, hard… rough…
He felt another whine rip from his throat, his thoughts alone enough to make him desperate. And holy fuck, if Jinki didn’t stop with his tongue Jonghyun was going to blow a load in his pants and that would just be embarrassing. He guided Jinki’s head up and away from his neck, frantically smashing their lips together, needing to taste them again. Without any finesse he started pushing Jinki’s tee shirt up his torso, fingers skating across Jinki’s ribs and those perfect abs.
“Stop, shit- you want this? Really?” Jinki asked, sounding desperate more than anything else.
“Yes,” Jonghyun groaned, every second they spent talking was a second that they could have been kissing.
“Then lets- bed-”
“Okay,” Jonghyun agreed, fumbling for the doorknob, impatient and so, so ready.
“Shit- slow down,” Jinki commanded, his tone low and breathy. “I want to do this right.”
“Whatever you want hyung,” Jonghyun muttered. How Jinki had the patience right now he would never understand. I felt like his skin was about to ignite into flames whenever Jinki’s lips brushed against him. If Jonghyun had the choice they would be knotted by now.
‘Do this right’ in Jinki’s book apparently didn’t include fucking Jonghyun against the wall so hard they left a dent in the drywall. Pity. The elder lead him towards the bedroom with purposeful steps, hands tight and possessive around his hips. Jonghyun didn’t care where or how or who would hear them anymore, he just wanted Jinki. They stumbled into the bedroom, Jonghyun pulling off his shirt before pressing himself against Jinki once again.
“Slow down,” Jinki growled, nipping at Jonghyun’s ear. He tried to comply but it was like two parts of his brain were warring against each other. One side wanting to give Jinki everything his heart desired, the other side wanting to take and take and take until they were both too tired to move.
Jonghyun compromised by grabbing a fistful of Jinki’s shirt before falling back onto the bed, effectively pulling Jinki down with him. Jinki let out a humorless chuckle, righting himself so he was looming over Jonghyun, his eyes hungry. Jinki settled back onto his knees, palms skimming down Jonghyun’s bare sides before the elder started working on the buckle of Jonghyun’s belt.
The gentleness in his hands gave Jonghyun goose bumps. Jinki was fighting that desperation Jonghyun knew he felt, taking his time. He slowly stripped away the layers that separated them; fingertips skimming across every bare piece of flesh. Everything felt so different, so real. Jonghyun had only ever had sex during his heat. Their career path didn’t give much room for dating after all. So feeling another person’s flesh pressed up against his own without the blanket of pheromones to detach him from the whole experience felt strange. It felt strange but it felt nice. His body reacted to the simple ministrations by pressing closer to Jinki, desperate for more contact. He could feel himself dripping and god it was weird to feel these emotions, to feel that desire and know it was all for Jinki, only for Jinki.
“Hyung, please,” Jonghyun whispered, his body humming with desire and his eyes tracing every curve and line of Jinki’s torso as the elder pulled off his own clothing, so slow he had to be doing it just for spite. Jonghyun made a motion to turn around, getting into position so Jinki could mount him properly, but Jinki’s hands were firmly pressing his hips to the mattress, keeping him in place. Jinki’s palms slid down Jonghyun’s dainty thighs, enjoying the feel of his smooth flesh before he reached his knees, pressing his legs widely apart. A groan left Jinki’s lips as the scent of Jonghyun’s dripping entrance reach him.
“I’m going to take you just like this,” Jonghyun’s eyes practically rolled back into his head at the authoritative tone, “Because I want to watch your face as you come. I want to be just like this, chest to chest, nose to nose as you come undone from having my cock inside you.” Jonghyun shivered at his words, nodding in blind agreement as he all but grabbed the elder, pulling him closer, desperate to bridge the gap between them.
“Whatever you want Jinki just- please. Take me,” despite his wanton disposition, the kiss was soft, gentle. Allowing himself the guilty pleasure of sucking that sinfully plump bottom lip between his teeth and enjoying the moan of approval it got him in response. Even such an innocent kiss only served rile him up more, his fingers clutched at Jinki’s bare skin and his nails raked teasing trails down Jinki’s back and arms. “God,” He choked, so desperate he felt like he would die if Jinki strung him along any longer.
Jinki seemed to finally be on the same page as him. The elder slithered a hand between them to position himself before pausing. “Jonghyun,” He said in that same deep, commanding tone, “Open your eyes.”
Jonghyun blinked out of his daze, looking up in confusion but Jinki made no other comment, only looking deep into the younger boy’s soul and he slowly pressed inside. Jonghyun’s jaw went slack and his whole body seemed to sigh in satisfaction as he greedily sucked in Jinki’s full length. God it felt so different from before. Every sensation magnified. He wasn’t numbed by his heat and consequently he was so sensitive to every touch, every brush of skin and every slow drag of Jinki’s flesh inside him. It felt so much better. He didn’t dare look away from Jinki’s deep brown eyes though, making the moment seem much more intimate than simple sex.
Jinki sank into him, letting out a shudder, eyelids fluttering once he was fully seated inside the younger. Jonghyun’s teeth dug into his bottom lip, trying to adjust to these familiar yet new sensations. Jinki didn’t give him much of a chance, rocking his hips almost immediately and Jonghyun was so overwhelmed. He could feel everything, every movement, every breath. Sex had only ever been about getting off, satisfying the insatiable need to be fucked when he was on his heat. But this, this was different. This was pleasure. He felt completely present for the first time. Already his body was begging to continue, wanting, needing Jinki to fucking him harder, faster. It eased those lingering doubts in his mind and made him a little bit giddy inside. He wanted Jinki. Not because of his heat, not because he was a beta and Jinki an alpha but because Jinki made him feel complete, because Jinki was Jinki. He felt so in sync with the elder now. Resisting the urge to speed up the process and just let Jinki set the pace, the tone for their first time. He could sense it somehow, Jinki needed this. They both did. This wasn’t the time for a quick fuck, it was their opportunity to enjoy each other.
Jonghyun laid back deep into the pillows, letting out breathy moans of pleasure as Jinki rocked into him, letting them both enjoy the smooth slide his dick. The feeling of being stretched was completely overpowered by how good it felt. Each slow, deliberate thrust made him conscious of just how deep Jinki was inside him. It overrode all else, making him unable to think, to focus on anything at all but Jinki’s thick cock and his warm hands that caressed every inch of his skin.
He didn’t even try to hold back the moans that fell from his lips. He wanted Jinki to know, to hear, to feel how much he wanted this, how much he was enjoying it. He could tell too, the whimpers in his ear were making Jinki melt. His lips found Jonghyun’s neck, mouthing over the tender junction where it met Jonghyun’s chest. Jonghyun shivered, turning his head to give Jinki more access, submitting fully. At that moment he wanted nothing more than for Jinki to mark him, claim him for all to see. However, Jinki did no such thing. He kissed and sucked, no doubt leaving an impressive bruise. He even teased, dragging his teeth against the skin, but without any pressure to puncture. It felt amazing but not at all what he wanted. Jonghyun didn’t have the brainpower to think about it though, he was too focused on how amazing it all felt.
“Jinki,” he moaned, somewhere between a whimper and a prayer. His fingers tangled in Jinki’s thick hair, nails scraping at the alphas scalp as he let the pleasure overwhelm him. His legs naturally wrapped themselves around Jinki’s hips, keeping the elder as close as possible. Jinki’s lips continued to kiss and suck every piece of skin he could find, his breath stuttered with deep, rumbling moans. For the first time in his life, Jonghyun was learning what it meant to make love.
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Jonghyun felt oddly comfortable. Jinki’s chest was hard and strong but it still made the best pillow the beta had ever experienced. Not to mention, the elder’s skin was soft, warm and smelled like heaven. Jonghyun could feel the knot inside him starting to release and it made his heart sink. It was as if his body, his soul didn’t want to part from the alpha just yet. Jinki began to pull away but Jonghyun tightened his legs around the elder, keeping him in place. Jinki gave him a questioning glance but Jonghyun avoided eye contract, biting his lip before replying, “I kinda like it… you, inside me. It feels… nice.”
“Shit,” Jinki muttered, his forehead dropping onto Jonghyun's chest. His fingers tightened around Jonghyun’s tiny waist, “We are never getting out of this bed if you keep saying things like that.”
Jonghyun chuckled, a bit embarrassed to say something like that out loud but Jinki’s obvious approval helped him to not dwell on it. He pulling Jinki flush against him, the elder’s nose in the crook of his neck, “I’m not entirely opposed to that,” Jonghyun muttered.
“Your wish is my command,” Jinki joked with a laugh. The elder’s lips skimming ever so gentle back and forth across the sensitive skin of Jonghyun’s neck.
“Hyung, I think I’m ready,” Jonghyun announced after a moment, his voice taking on a more serious, resolute tone.
“Hmm? Ready? You’re gunna have to wait a minute for me to get hard again,” Jinki mumbled, not moving from his spot.
“No, I meant… ready to-to accept the bond,” Jonghyun finally said. He had been thinking about it a lot recently. Maybe it was still a little fast all things considered but it just felt… right. Once he had accepting Jinki’s feelings and agreed to start dating, Jonghyun could honestly say he had never been happier. Everything was so easy, so natural with Jinki. The only snags in their relationship had been caused by himself and his own worries. He had also thought about this moment a lot, what it would be like when he finally told Jinki and accepted the bond. He had imagined different scenarios for how it would play out. Most of his fantasies resulted in Jinki sweeping him off of his feet in happiness and dragging him off somewhere to fuck. In reality however, Jinki just looked at him with those sad eyes and sighed like the weight of the world was on his shoulders.
“Jonghyun, let’s talk about this later, okay?”
Jinki’s less than enthusiastic response was not only disappointing, it made Jonghyun feel embarrassed at his own forwardness. It had taken him so long to get to this point, to just… accept this reality, and Jinki was going to act like this?
“What? You don’t want me anymore?” He snapped, his embarrassment smarting, manifesting itself as anger.
“You know that isn’t true,” Jinki responded, looking hurt that Jonghyun would even suggest such a thing.
“Then what is it?”
“Jong-”
“Tell me, damn it.”
“Fine. I’m not sure you know what you’re saying. You spent the last year fighting against this, forgive me for trying to take your words with a grain of salt when I’m still fucking inside you. Post orgasm bliss is really not the time to be making major life decisions that will affect all of us,” Jinki shot back, his words raw with honesty.
“You seriously think that is all it is? Me being so stung out of your dick that I can’t think straight?”
“It wouldn’t be the first time,” Jinki muttered, avoiding Jonghyun’s eyes.
“Fine. You don’t want to-”
“Jonghyun,” Jinki snapped, cutting him off using that authoritative leader tone that made Jonghyun’s knees turn to jelly, “I said, let’s talk about it later. You are being ridiculous. You know I love you. You know I want you. But it’s cruel to promise me the world when I can’t be sure you even mean it. I want you to be tied to me so much it actually hurts, but only if that’s what you really want. I’m not a last resort or a mistakened promise made in the heat of the moment. I’m a choice. I just- I don’t want you to regret it or feel obligated to uphold your promise if you change your mind later,” Jinki explained, the words landing like bricks on Jonghyun’s chest. God, he had ruined everything this past year hadn’t he? Did Jinki really think that? Was the trust between them so fragile that Jinki worried about such things, doubted every word and action?
“You’re right, hyung. I’m sorry. For the record though, I’ve been thinking about this for awhile now. It’s not a split-second decision. It just felt like the right time to tell you. But I don’t want you to get the wrong idea either so… you’re right, we should talk about it later,” Jonghyun conceded, his words heavy with guilt.
Jinki smiled, his eyes shining, “It’s not that I think you don’t mean it. I just…”
“No, I get it. It was stupid of me to-”
“You’re not stupid. Never stupid,” Jinki said, pulling Jonghyun up for a kiss.
“I’m sorry hyung,” Jonghyun murmured against Jinki’s lips.
“Hmm?” The elder hummed in question, more intent on kissing than talking now. Jonghyun really needed to get the words out though. They were about to start a whole new kind of relationship, a new level of intimacy and companionship, and he wanted to make sure they started with a clean slate.
“For… everything. This whole year basically. I’m just sorry it took me this long, I’m sorry I pushed you away, I’m sorry I was selfish and scared and hurt you. Just- I’m sorry.”
“Don’t apologize. You don’t owe me anything. You had every right to push me away and take time to sort things out and choose what was best for you. I’m not angry or bitter so please stop making yourself feel guilty,” Jinki whispered, so genuine and gentle it only make Jonghyun ache more.
“Well you should be.”
“But I’m not. I’m actually so fucking happy. This right here,” Jinki motioned towards their current state of intimacy, “makes every single second of the past year worth it. It doesn’t matter how many twists and turns it took us to get here because now you’re here, with me, and you’re here because you want to be. I don’t think you have the slightest idea how happy that makes me.”
Jonghyun bit his lip, so overwhelmed with emotion. Jinki’s words were unabashedly honest, so pure; so genuine. He wasn’t sure if he could ever get used to it, the idea that Jinki loved him so completely. “I love you,” Jonghyun whispered, wrapping his arms around the elder’s neck and burying his face into Jinki’s neck.
“I love you too, so much,” Jinki’s lips pressed against his ear, soft and affectionate and Jonghyun knew, from the bottom of his heart that this was what he wanted. He didn’t have any lingering doubts or uncertainties, he wanted to be with Jinki and he would do everything he could to make Jinki see that as well.
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Jonghyun woke to soft kisses being pressed against his throat. There was nothing demanding or expectant in the touches, just gentle and sweet and toe-curlingly sensual. Jonghyun stretched, arching like a cat as he blinked awake, Jinki’s blissful smile the first thing to register in his brain.
He could definitely get used to this.
“G’morning,” He mumbled.
“Did you sleep well?” Jinki asked, resuming his previous activity of peppering Jonghyun’s skin was love and affection.
“Hmmm,” Jonghyun hummed in affirmation, fingers getting lost in Jinki’s thick hair. “I like this,” He muttered.
“You like what?” Jinki asked but there was a smile in his voice that said he knew exactly what Jonghyun meant.
“Waking up like this. I like it. You are setting a precedent for the future, I hope you can live up to it,” Jonghyun teased.
“I’ll do my best,” Jinki’s warm breath danced across his collarbone in a short little chuckle.
“I’m going to go use the bathroom but when I come back we can pick up right where we left off,” Jonghyun said as he shifted out from under the elder.
“Okay,” Jinki smiled, flopping down on the bed with a happy little sigh.
Jonghyun tried to be quick, eager to get back into their warm bed and to feel Jinki’s arms around him once again. However, when he caught sight on himself in the mirror, a burning question from the night before resurfaced in his mind. His neck and chest were littered with splotches, most of them a slight tinge of red that would probably fade by that afternoon. There was one however, right over his collarbone that was dark, already turning to a deep purple. Jinki had given him one hell of a hickey, but that was it. Just a bruise, no mark. He had to know why.
Jonghyun crept back into the bedroom, slipping under the covers and pressing up against Jinki’s side. Before the elder could resume his previous activities, Jonghyun decided to spring the question on him.
“Why won’t you mark me?” He whispered, soft and hesitant. He had no idea where this conversation would take them and he was a bit nervous to find out.
“You know the origin of marking, don’t you?” Jinki asked after a rather lengthy pause, purposefully evading the question.
“I mean… vaguely,” Jonghyun said, looking down at his fingers a bit sheepish. “I used to fall asleep in history a lot so…”
Jinki chuckled a bit, pulling the younger against his chest and taking a deep breath. “Marking was a sign of having a mate, almost ownership. In ancient times, it was common for mates to be separated for months, years at a time due to war, hunting and whatnot. Being away for so long, your mates scent will disappear making a beta smell single and available. It was potentially dangerous and was a sure way to start a war with another clan. So alphas would mark their mate right… here,” Jinki answered, the pads of his fingers rubbing a soft circle against the sensitive part of his shoulder, right where the bruise was.
“The mark was purposefully deep and painful, ensuring the evidence of their claim would remain long after they were gone. It was a ritual of sorts, for a full moon cycle after the initial bond the beta would use herbal medicine to keep the wound open and fresh so that the scar would be deep and permanent. It was a dangerous and barbaric custom that has been expired for centuries now.”
“How was it dangerous?” Jonghyun asked. His understanding of history was fuzzy at best and it had been years since he had learned such things in school so it felt like his first time hearing it.
“There is always a risk of infection when a wound is not treated properly. However in this case, it was purposely kept exposed and open… it was very common and dangerous considering the lack of proper medication back then,” Jinki explained, patient as ever.
“So why did they do it if it was so dangerous?”
“It was tradition,” Jinki shrugged. “Historically, people do terrible things in the name of tradition. Genital mutilation, foot binding, neck lengthening… scarification in the form of a mating mark it’s what our people did. Marking was a common way to show the mutual agreement to the bond, almost comparable to modern day marriage ceremony. Alphas bond through sex, betas showed their acceptance of the bond through their submission to the mark. As I said, barbaric.
“However, it is still in our blood, the desire to mark and be marked. I feel it as strongly as you do; it’s natural for us. A savage little corner of my DNA boiling up and demanding I sink my teeth into you, making sure everyone who sees you knows you belong to me. Making sure anyone who comes in contact with you can smell me all over you. But there is no longer a need for it and culturally we no longer condone the savage process. Our people are content with a more modern wedding ceremony and any form of marking now a days is solely for pleasure. It is a superficial injury that is very temporary.”
“Is that why…”
“What?”
“Is that why you freaked out when Taemin marked me?”
Jinki bit his lip, “That savage corner of my DNA was in control that day.”
“But betas can’t even mark and transfer scent like that?” Jonghyun knew that to be true but it still came out as a question.
“I know, but like I said, marking was a sign of submission, acceptance of a mate. Seeing your mate in submission to another… it’s just not something an alpha can really handle,” Jinki’s voice trailing off into a whisper.
“I don’t know if it makes it any better but… that day… Taemin said I kept calling him ‘hyung’ and begging him to knot me. I lost myself for a bit and I… I thought he was you. I was begging you to mark me, not Taemin.”
The corner of Jinki’s mouth twitched into a small smile, “It does, but I kind of already knew that. Marking is an alpha/beta thing. It isn’t instinctual between two betas.”
“Well I am sorry…”
“It doesn’t matter anymore.”
“You still didn’t answer my question,” Jonghyun quipped.
“What question?”
“Why won’t you mark me?”
“I- I didn’t know you wanted me to. I told you, marking between an alpha and his mate has a much deeper meaning. It’s not just for pleasure, it has very significant implications, it’s a big step. I already jumped the gun on the whole bonding thing, I really didn’t want to fuck anything else up by marking you without us talking about it first,” Jinki explained.
“Well… I want it too. I want you,” Jonghyun assured him.
“There is no hurry Jong, I don’t want you to rush into anything, okay? These are big steps and we have forever,” Jinki assured him. The elder still didn't seem to have much faith in Jonghyun's words.
“I’m tired of waiting. We’ve been dancing around this for ages and I’m tired of it. I finally came to terms with my feelings and I want to act on them. I’m ready,” Jonghyun countered. It was actually infuriating, having to argue with Jinki to make the elder accept his feelings.
“Okay… how about this? Let’s wait until your next heat. Hmm? Doesn’t that sound nice… the first time my teeth break through your skin when you are at the peak of your heat? Can’t you just imagine? Right before I knot inside you, when you are so close to coming,” Jinki’s voice dropping an octave into the breathy, sultry tone that made Jonghyun’s knees weak.
Jonghyun shivered, Jinki’s words painting a vivid picture inside his head that was making his whole body thrum with want. “Let’s not wait because I want you right now,” Jonghyun muttered, causing Jinki to laugh.
“We’re waiting. It’ll give you something to look forward to and it will ease my stress knowing you will have more time to think on it and be sure it’s what you really want,” Jinki replied, resolute.
Jonghyun huffed, “Who knew it would be so hard to get my mate to claim me, good god,” his tone playful but Jinki’s arms stiffened around him. “What?” Jonghyun asked.
“You… that’s the first time you’ve called me your mate,” Jinki whispered.
Jonghyun let out a little huff of amusement, “Well that’s what you are. Like it or not, you are stuck with me now.”
“I like it very, very much,” Jinki murmured, nose skimming against Jonghyun’s neck. The younger could feel the upturn of Jinki’s lips against his skin.
Mate.
Jonghyun liked the sound of that.
It had taken him a long time to reach this point but he was so glad he finally did. Jinki was right, they had forever, and the beginning of their forever was already shaping up to be kind of perfect.
Jonghyun was happy.
Jonghyun was bonded.
Jonghyun was in love.
It didn’t get much more perfect than that.
Next
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First of all... IT'S OVER OMFG FINALLY
second of all, no it's not. epilogue. coming at you real soon. probably tomorrow.
third, so sorry. i said this would be up before the end of the year
and i was wrong
i actually did have it finished by then
but holidays got in the way and my beta had something come up and yeah...
shit happens
but it's here now
enjoy