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Taehyung sat patiently in his spot by the window, twirling strands of his peach-blonde hair around his fingers.
An adorable pout sat on his puckered lips as he looked outside, watching as people walked by beneath shared umbrellas, tires spattered puddles of water around, with more rain pouring relentlessly onto the street.
He disliked the rain. It always made him feel lonelier than other days. But hopefully, today he'd get to ease the loneliness he felt, if only for a bit.
The café door opened, inviting mixed scents of warm moss, rain and coffee to dance around the café.
Taehyung inhaled deeply, already mesmerized by the mix of it all. It felt cozy, like a warm blanket enveloping him in the rain, shielding him off anything unwanted.
He sighed, curling another strand around his finger, his eyes automatically focusing on the entrance.
The person who entered let out a muffled curse, fingers running through the rain-slicked black hair to comb them out of his face.
The peach-blonde normally didn't believe in love at first sight, but this fine specimen of an alpha certainly caught his attention and made his heart go boom.
And when the alpha walked closer and closer, he couldn't stop the anticipation from bubbling in his core. He forced his gaze to the window again, trying to compose himself.
But his mind just wouldn't shut up. Question after question formed.
Was he his date for today? Where did eomma find such a fine one? Does he like what he sees? Is my scent still normal?
Taehyung bit his lip subtly, forcing the smile away that threatened to form as the alpha stood at his side, clearing his throat.
The mix of rain and petrichor intensified, with a hint of sour berries giving away the alpha's nerves.
But what made it clearer was his dumbfounded expression when Taehyung turned to face him.
Goddess, he's cute.
"Hi?" The peach-blonde looked up at the stranger through his thick lashes.
"Uhm, hey..." the man scratched his neck, staring directly at Taehyung.
When he didn't say anything else, the omega took the initiative himself — a first.
"Hey, are you my date? I'm Taehyung." he said, outstretching his hand as a greeting.
The other took it, nodding. His palm was warm and damp, the grip soft, as if holding something precious.
"Yeah, actually... that's what I wanted to ask, but— wow, you're stunning."
Taehyung chuckled, feeling his skin prickle where the alpha touched. He watched as the man smiled at him, his nerves still visible in the way he played with his lip piercing.
"Thank you," the omega replied, straightening his back to push out his chest. He knew the effect he had on alphas, sometimes even betas, but he liked alphas better — liked their knots more.
His tight white top pressed flush against his front, the outlines of his nipple piercing on full display. He noticed how the alpha's gaze gravitated towards the hidden silver, cheeks flushing immediately.
"How about you take a seat and tell me your name, handsome?" Taehyung began, slowly pulling his hand back, making sure his fingertips grazed over the other's pulse point on his wrist. "Or would you like me to address you as Alpha already?" he added in a low, seductive voice.
The alpha licked his lips, his throat bobbing as he swallowed thickly. Taehyung winked, leaning back in his armchair.
"I'm sorry, it's just—" the other began, shaking his head as if trying to get out of his torpor. "Let me start again."
He slid his coat off, a fresh wave of rain, mixed with something more grounding — sun-warmed moss — and a waft of wild berries hit Taehyung.
The omega couldn't help but lean forward, taking a whiff.
The alpha draped it over the backrest of his seat, before standing straight, posture perfect as he continued.
"My name is Jeon Jungkook. Nice to meet you."
Jungkook took a seat across from Taehyung, his dark eyes wandering over the omega's face.
"I learned our grandmothers are friends, so they set us up for this arrangement. I was reluctant to go, but now I'm glad I did."
His lips turned into a handsome, lopsided smirk, and Taehyung couldn't stop his body from reacting. It sparked with interest, making him squirm in his seat. He licked his own lips, front teeth rolling off the lower as he looked up from beneath his lashes.
Now that he had gotten a glimpse of what was hidden beneath the coat, he wanted more.
The black and white sweater, with stars bleeding into either colour, hugged his form deliciously, showing off his sculpted body — thick biceps, broad shoulders and voluptuous pecs.
His sleeves were pulled back, veins dancing along muscles as the alpha ran his fingers through his wet hair once again and — oh moon he has tattoos!
His style was impeccable, absolutely fitting. Taehyung's mind already raced with images — the alpha's naked torso, sweat-slicked and flushed, tight boxer briefs hugging his delectable ass that most certainly flowed into thick and strong thighs.
He would be the perfect model for his personal collection. Taehyung loved taking pictures of beautiful things, and this alpha screamed at his artistic heart.
And that face... absolutely gorgeous for an alpha.
"Oh, I didn't know," he finally said, interlacing his fingers in his lap. "But just because they're friends doesn't mean this will lead to something deeper, more meaningful."
Taehyung watched as the alpha's expression shifted into something darker, almost possessive. His brow raised, taken aback by the reaction.
Then, Jungkook looked away, raising his hand to call for the waiter. "That's true," he replied, leaning back into the cushions. "But it wouldn't hurt giving it a try, would it?"
And they did give it a try.
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Clothes lay scattered along the corridor. They didn't even make it to the bedroom before Taehyung fell to his knees, fingers hooked into the black and white waistband of Jungkook's boxer briefs.
He looked up from below his thick lashes with the kind of innocence he only portrayed when he wanted something. And right now he wanted consent to rip the last piece of clothing away from the sculpted alpha.
Jungkook's fingers threaded through the peach-blonde hair, tucking it behind his ear in an affectionate manner. The action was a stark contrast to the feral energy they'd displayed mere seconds ago when they were busy devouring each other's faces.
"Go on, beautiful. You might find a surprise." He chuckled, seeing the omega's eyes glint with something hungry.
The piece of underwear slid over the thick muscles of his thighs, revealing neatly trimmed pubic hair and a thick semi-hardened erection. Taehyung let the fabric fall to the floor, his eyes unable to leave the treat he was eager to devour.
His fingertips prickled, the warmth radiating off the hardened shaft made his insides tingle. Without waiting a second longer, he gripped the perfection of a cock, locking gazes with Jungkook as he rolled his tongue out.
His slender fingers held the base steady and he licked a long stripe from his balls over the veiny underside until he reached the tip.
His eyes widened, his tongue piercing clinking against something hard.
He pulled back, perplexed.
He hadn't taken the alpha for someone who sported a piercing in the nether regions.
"Fuck," his teeth rolled off his lower lip at the word. The slick trickling down his thigh caused goosebumps to slither up his spine.
Jungkook smirked at him, revelling in the fact he'd taken such a confident omega by surprise. His thumb pressed against Taehyung's mouth, pushing past the plush red until he made contact with the warm metal orb.
"Let them play a bit together, hmm? Make me lose my mind."
The omega sucked at the thumb, making it spit-shiny until Jungkook pulled his hand away.
Taehyung's focus went back to the heavy cock in his hand and the angry red tip with its shiny necklace. He licked another stripe along the underside and this time swallowed as much as he could take in one go.
Jungkook groaned above him, his strong fingers threading through the peach blonde hair.
Taehyung sucked at the tip, revelling in the way Jungkook's grip tightened when his piercing rolled around the Prince Albert.
The alpha had been a gentleman all throughout their date, and who was Taehyung not to return the favour? He knew how these things went, knew what drove alphas insane with want, loved how they lost control over him and gave him just what he wanted — filthy, mind-blowing and satisfying sex with a good knotting.
As he rolled his pierced tongue around the tip, swallowing it deeper, Jungkook let out a string of curses, thighs trembling from the pleasure pulsing through him. Taehyung looked up, eyes locking with the alpha's dark ones.
Jungkook's jaw hung slack, tongue rolling around in his cheek and over the lip piercing Taehyung had tugged at during their initial makeout.
The omega's eyes grew wide when he felt the base of Jungkook's cock pulsating — a sign that his knot threatened to form. He'd never witnessed it happening during a blow job.
Jungkook gripped his hair tighter, pulling Taehyung off him and up until their chests pressed flush.
The alpha breathed heavily against his lips, hands wandering over all the right places.
"What are you doing to me?" he mumbled, eyes fluttering closed as he nosed along Taehyung's cheek towards the side of his neck.
The omega gave in to the touch, feeling anticipation bubbling beneath the skin. This was the moment he loved the most — where the alphas would turn him around and fuck him into the nearest surface until his legs trembled and orgasm after orgasm followed. Until the knot locked inside him and he wasn't able to stand on his own, only to have a strong grip on his throat and around his waist to hold him steady.
Jungkook suckled at his skin, nosing against his scent gland before lapping at it with his rough tongue.
A blotch of slick ran down between Taehyung's legs. The omega adjusted his posture, angling his cock against Jungkook's thigh to rut against him.
"Fuck, you smell heavenly," the alpha rasped against the skin beneath Taehyung's ear, sending another shiver along his spine. "Can't wait to taste you completely," his lips trailed lower, until he caught sight of the pierced nipple, standing erect, with the silver metal blinking at him seductively.
Jungkook pushed Taehyung past a door frame and into his bed. The omega fell with a soft huff, for a moment disoriented.
The alpha hovered above him, already lapping against the metal, sucking the nipple into his mouth.
Taehyung felt breathless, overwhelmed. The attention his body got was frankly unexpected, but not unwelcome.
Jungkook watched him with hungry yet attentive eyes, his hands kneading the soft flesh of his waist, lingering wherever Taehyung reacted strongest.
"Tell me what you like," he whispered against his skin, moving up to claim Taehyung's lips in another sensuous kiss. "Tell me how I can make you fall apart under my touch."
Jungkook left a tender kiss against the corner of Taehyung's mouth, and the omega hated himself for turning to chase after those soft lips. Hated how the words falling from those rosy cushions made something else than his thighs tremble.
"Tell me if you don't like what I'm doing," the alpha said, tracing the soft skin of Taehyung's chest and stomach with his lips and tongue, until he reached his thighs.
Taehyung let his knees fall to the sides, giving access to whatever was about to unfold with curious excitement. His hit-and-runs had never been about exploring the omega's wants and needs, only about the alpha's knots.
And yet, here he was, laying bare beneath an alpha with the softest eyes and gentlest hands he'd ever witnessed.
Something between a whimper and a moan escaped him as Jungkook left fleeting, soft kisses along his inner thighs.
"Is this okay?" he asked, looking up from his position, their gazes locking across Taehyung's heaving chest. The alpha slid off the bed to kneel on the carpet floor.
"Can you turn around for me, beautiful?" Jungkook asked, placing more kisses on the soft skin, unable to let go of the warmth of his body.
Taehyung nodded meekly, heart hammering in his chest. He turned around, lifting his body onto all fours, waiting. He could hear Jungkook's breath hitch, feel his eyes roaming his skin, and the softest touch on his lower back had him moaning.
Jungkook guided his body with warm hands, gently gripping his hips until he was at the edge of the mattress, his knees digging into the cool silken sheets.
The alpha applied gentle pressure on his back, ushering him to lay flat against the bed, caging his throbbing erection between the sheets and his own stomach.
"Fuck, you look delicious like that," Jungkook's palms slid over Taehyung's sides, fingers digging into his waist. He could feel goosebumps forming under his touch.
The hands slid lower, holding onto his hips before gliding on, until he could feel his cheeks being pulled apart.
The groan that rumbled in Jungkook's chest had Taehyung's heart stutter. It was carnal, visceral — like a wild animal let loose. And maybe that's all it was.
Taehyung could feel Jungkook's nose brush over the curve of his ass, taking in his scent — heady and full of arousal. Sweet ripe peaches filled the room, mixing with the thick scent of wild berries.
He blushed.
Never had anyone been this intimate with him.
Another gush of slick escaped him. Jungkook groaned once more, fingers sliding through the crevice, coating every inch with the natural lubricant.
A wet hum escaped the alpha. Taehyung glanced over his shoulder, witnessing how the other licked his fingers clean.
"Goddess, you taste divine."
Jungkook didn't wait for a response, he dived in, face first, between Taehyung's cheeks — lapping, prodding circling.
Taehyung was mewling beneath him, fingers gripping the silk as if afraid to let go.
His legs quivered, the sounds falling from his lips so foreign yet honest. In the past he'd always faked it until the alphas found the right spots and angles. But now?
"Come on, gorgeous. You're safe with me. You can let go."
Taehyung's eyes widened, heart fluttering wildly in his chest. Did the alpha just read his—
"Ahhh~ oh moon goddess, yes—" he gasped, hips circling to chase the feeling of Jungkook's tongue and his trapped cock pressing into the sheets.
He could feel the alpha's scent enveloping him whole, like a warm blanket on a rainy day. He finally relaxed against his touch — completely taken off guard by his first orgasm against a tongue.
Taehyung rocked into the sheets, riding out his high, when warmth pressed against his back.
Jungkook's nose trailed up his spine, from between his shoulder blades into his nape, leaving featherlight kisses along the way.
"Are you alright?" he whispered, nuzzling into Taehyung's neck before sliding into the space next to the omega, hand gently cupping his cheek.
Taehyung was a panting mess, with tears clinging to his lashes he hadn't realised had formed. He nodded once, falling to his side to face Jungkook.
"Do you want to continue?" the alpha asked, and made Taehyung question the dominance he was so used to.
But maybe this was why it felt different — safe even, and more real than ever before.
He pushed Jungkook's shoulder, urging him to lay on his back — only to straddle him right after.
"Of course I do," he breathed, leaning closer to steal a kiss.
They made out lazily, Jungkook's hands finding purchase in the dip of the omega's waist. His fingers dug deeper into the flesh with each brush of tongues.
The omega could smell the freshness of his berries wash over him, the rain and moss coating him like a blanket. It was strange how he hated the way rain made him feel lonely, yet tonight the only thing it did was make him feel safe.
When Taehyung pulled away, something deep inside him snapped. He reached back, hooded eyes looking down at the alpha. He moved his hips, letting the length slide all the way until they pressed flush against each other.
His eyes rolled up in ecstasy, feeling the delicious stretch, the way the alpha's cock hit all the right nerves.
A gentle hand on his chin pulled him back. "Stay with me," Jungkook said, his own voice trembling with something vulnerable.
They found a steady rhythm, Taehyung gyrating his hips back and forth as Jungkook met him halfway. Their breathing synched in the space between them.
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Taehyung lost count of how many orgasms they shared, or how many knots made him almost lose all of his senses.
He also couldn't remember when he fell asleep to the quiet murmurs of reassurances, or the steady beat of Jungkook's heart.
But what he could remember was the tremble of his own fingers against the alpha's cheek. The soft reassurances spoken with tangled limbs.
And the warmth that spread through his body every time Jungkook called his name.
The omega woke with a jolt, panic settling instantly.
He sat upright within a heartbeat, taking in his surroundings. The room looked like a hurricane had passed through — sheets and pillows scattered across the floor, the desk chair tilted against a wall, curtains falling off their rail.
A chuckle escaped him, but the sudden snore at his side made him flinch.
Jungkook lay next to him. His one arm that was draped lazily around Taehyung's middle fell into his lap. They hadn't been able to shower, as far as he remembered. Everything blurred into one sensation — of want, of desire, the unquenchable thirst for more.
Taehyung bit his lip, chewing the skin inside his cheek absentmindedly.
With a gentle grip, he slid Jungkook's arm off his lap, then snuck out of bed.
He heaved a sigh, looking back at the alpha who gave him an unforgettable night.
And then he left.
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His peach blonde hair danced with every breeze passing by, falling gently back into his face.
Taehyung sat on a bench in the park. He'd needed to take a break from walking his walk of shame home.
His skin felt sticky, he smelled like a claimed omega — reeking of post-orgasmic pheromones and a heavy coat of rain, moss and wild berries.
Okay, maybe because it was an actual coat he stole from Jungkook on his way outside.
Usually, on dates like this, he'd hit-and-run before nightfall and not get out of bed at five in the morning where even the summer breeze was still too cold outside.
No, usually he'd hit-and-run after an obligatory drink in a café, then get fucked deliciously and say goodbye, thanks for the knot and never see you again.
This time, however, he'd been lost in the alpha ever since he stepped into the café, looking so absolutely delectable while being a total gentleman.
Taehyung flicked his phone on, typing a quick message.
Seconds passed, when his phone rang in his hold.
He hit accept and held the device to his ear.
"Are you okay?"
A sleepy voice asked quietly, as if they'd just woken up.
"Sorry, hyung. Did I wake you?" The omega said, fiddling with the zipper of the coat.
"Hm, it's okay, Taehyung-ah. What happened? Your message sounded concerning. What did you fuck up?"
Namjoon was Taehyung's best friend. The alpha had been with him since childhood, always protective over the smaller omega who'd grown into a healthy, but rebellious adult.
Taehyung knew he could call him in the dead of the night and Namjoon would come to his rescue, no questions asked.
The omega hummed, his sore throat vibrating at the low sound.
"I've had this arranged date yesterday..." he began, nibbling at the dry skin of his swollen lips.
He was staring at a puddle beneath a tree, where rivulets formed with each droplet breaking the surface — remnants of last night's shower, reminding him of rain and moss and strong arms and gentle hands and—
"Did your mother set you up with another one of those horny alphas?"
Taehyung snapped out of it, licking his lips with a sharp inhale through his nose.
"Uhm, yeah— kinda?" He stammered, his gaze falling back onto the puddle. "It was—" he began, failing to find the right words.
"Did he do something you didn't want? Tell me where to find him, I swear I'll break his wrists."
Taehyung chuckled softly, shaking his head with a grin. Namjoon was a strong alpha. He had often twisted arms, or held handsy alphas and betas in a chokehold in the school corridors.
The omega didn't even need to tell on them — Namjoon could smell it from miles away.
"No, Joonie-hyung. It's nothing like that." He sighed, thinking back to the conversations they'd held. How Jungkook listened attentively to his rants and musing. Back to the sparkles that flew when they accidentally touched, reaching for the tab at the same time.
Taehyung took pride in his autonomy as an omega. He'd worked hard to get where he was now — working as a freelance photographer with his own photostudio. His work was thriving. He didn't need an alpha to pay for his drinks and meals.
But something in the way Jungkook had said that he'd still want to pay for him just made his heart flutter.
"Was he too soft on you? Didn't knot you right?" Namjoon laughed at his own words, Taehyung could basically hear him shaking his head. "Tell me what happened, bear."
The omega sighed. How could he tell him that nothing was wrong with the alpha. That he handled him just right. That his soft touches did things to his heart he didn't want to acknowledge.
"Did he make your heart flutter?"
Taehyung gasped, bunching up the coat in front of his chest with wide eyes.
"What— How did you— Why— What?! No!"
Namjoon hummed on the other side of the phone. His breathing steady as silence sat between them for a few beats. He didn't say anything. Didn't need to.
"I mean," Taehyung licked his lips again, trying to find the right words. "He made me feel precious..." he admitted in a soft voice, almost melancholic.
The seconds ticked by, raindrops hitting the soft green beneath the trees with quiet impacts.
"And then you ran."
Namjoon said after a while. Taehyung's eyes grew, but he didn't dare to admit it out loud. And he didn't need to.
"But at least you used protection. Imagine getting knocked up by a one night stand after leaving in the early morning hours."
And if Taehyung's eyes weren't already wide, they widened even more. His eyes darted around the park without intent, his mind busy thinking, recalling, feeling.
"Tae... don't tell me—"
Taehyung swallowed thickly, his fingers trembling as he gripped the hem of the borrowed coat.
"Joon, I—" he paused, letting the words sit heavily on his tongue. "I lost control."
His best friend didn't say anything, and maybe that made Taehyung panic even more. He thought about the way Jungkook gave him pleasure. About how he took care of him in ways he'd never been taken care of before.
And then, after he reached his first climax, his instincts kicked in. His inner omega was taking over, and he lost himself for a moment. Jungkook's gentle finger on his chin pulled him back and they had orgasms in various positions over the course of the night — knot and all.
"I don't know what happened. First he took care of me like—" he licked his lips, frantically searching for a reason, for an escape. "Oh by the moon, the voice in my head. My omega chanted words I don't want to say out loud."
He pressed the heel of his free hand into his eyes, rubbing in frustration. His omega had taken over for a moment, until Jungkook pulled him back.
"Tae," Namjoon cleared his voice. Taehyung could hear shuffling in the background. His best friend must've sat up straighter, resting against his headboard. "You've been running away from all kinds of commitment for years now. What if this date was someone who could—"
"No, Joon," Taehyung interrupted him. He shook his head violently, peach blonde strands flying from side to side. "There will never be a relationship for me. Never has been, never will be."
His best friend took a deep breath, exhaling just as long. "And what will you do if you're carrying his pup?"
The omega's breath hitched. His insides clenched, then felt warm, and the sensation travelled up his spine to settle in his chest.
He shook his head firmly, as if denying his omega the hope.
"I forgot the alpha condom, but I'm on suppressants, Joon. There won't be a pup."
But maybe, if he stopped thinking for a second, he would've been able to feel the disappointment that came along with that answer.
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When Taehyung arrived home, he leaned against the closed door for a while, breathing in his own scent that permeated through his space.
He liked his own scent. It reminded him of warm summer nights by the fire and a breeze by the ocean.
Warm cinder with a pinch of salt and the sweetness of ripe peaches.
But beneath it all, he could still feel the warmth that had enveloped him whole. The grounding essence of rain, with the sun-warmed earthy moss and soft, juicy wild berries — the perfect reflection of a summer night such as yesterday.
He pushed himself off the door with a huff, peeling out of the coat to hang it onto the rack.
Another wave of Jungkook's scent wafted into his space, mixing deliciously with his own, making the apartment even warmer than it already had been.
Taehyung shook his head, walking straight to the bathroom — he needed to feel like himself again.
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