[Fic] I Wanna Walk On Your Wave Length

[thesockmonster]

Title: I Wanna Walk On Your Wave Length
Pairing: Jongdae/Minseok
Rating: NC-17
Length: 9.6k
Warnings: abo, heat sex, rimming, knotting, tentacles, tentacle . . . knotting, Jongdae's dick
Author's Note: The first rule about Fight Club is you don’t talk about Fight Club.
Summary: Jongdae, omega smuggler extraordinaire, stuck on a space ship with

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[fairyminseok]

I never knew I needed tentacle knotting until this very moment and I would like to take some time to thank you for bringing this into my life (or maybe hate you just a little because I might actually need a month to recover from this)

I love Jongdae's character and how he acts around alphas and he isn't afraid to be himself and Minseok and minseok minseok minSINSEOK!!!!

Jongdae stares at it with disdain. "Couldn't wait it out, could you?" he chastises. "Just had to make an appearance when I'm stuck between systems. Selfish bitch." Jongdae can only imagine the smug look his cock would give him if it had a face of its own. loud cackling

"I can fucking smell you," Minseok growls and oh the things his voice does to Jongdae's vulnerable state of mind. "You’ve been clogging the ventilation system with your fucking hormones for weeks. Will you please just let me fuck it out of you?" gwjhegdukyetruikydgwsjkhdglshh;

/heavy breathing

“Are all of those functional?” he asks, breath hitching as one of the tentacles brushes down the crack of Jongdae’s ass.

Minseok smirks down at him, leaning in until their mouths are together, lips brushing. “Fully,” he answers, grinding his hips forward. Jongdae keens, whimpering into Minseok’s mouth. “And I’m going to fuck you with all of them.”

I'm okay
honestly truly I am very very okay and not affected at all and not weeping into a bagel or anything at all

“What does it feel like?” Jongdae asks, fingers scratching through Minseok’s damp hair. He clenches down around Minseok when he feels his knot pulse again.

Minseok grits his teeth. “Like you’re trying to break my knot off inside you, Jongdae, these don’t grow back.”

I lied, I can't taste the cream cheese through my tears of pure joy and pain

Jongdae isn’t the cuddling in the cockpit while they watch the stars sort of guy, but with Minseok things are different.
plan my funeral the cute has killed me dig my grave

I love this so much it's so good oh gosh oh gosh
please write all the tentacle knotting space aus
just write all the space aus ever