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jeongguk feels a whine building at the back of his throat, but he bites it down. his daddy looks expensive just a few feet away from him, reading something on his notebook and drinking coffee - he does so every morning, and the pup feels his cock twitching, trying to chub up against the metal bars of his cage, being painfully constricted. it’s- it’s stupid, jeongguk knows. daddy said, when he rescued the wolf, how important it was keeping his cock nice and caged, told him that he wasn’t allowed to touch it because he was just a pup and that doing it could cause him long lasting harm.
of course jeongguk believed him. the boy believed him blindly.
and jimin, god, he was always so nice. always trying to take care of him, even when he didn't have to, even when jeongguk was a bad boy.
he shuffled, his chains dangling and making a lot of noise - they were always so noisy! -, but his knees were throbbing and his bladder was full. plus, he wanted his daddy to look at him. jeongguk wanted his daddy’s attention all the time. the wolf looked up at the man, making his best puppy eyes, begging silently for the man’s work time to be up already while he tried to clamp his thighs shut. he knew he looked like a mess and that his daddy loved when he did, drool was pooling inside his mouth and a lot of it had spilled around the gag, running down his chin until it dripped down his chest and tummy.
he had been on the woods for five days when jimin found him, too sick and too tired to stay on his feet. he couldn’t run anymore, too many cuts on his feet to keep count, his head was pounding and he had a high fever, causing a seizure on the fourth day. he looked disgusting, jeongguk knew, his hair was matted with blood just like the worn out shirt - more like an old rag - he wore. in that moment, he wished he never had ran away from his master’s home. he truly felt like all the times master called him a stupid, good for nothing, fucked dumb puppy.
but jimin - jimin had found him like that: covered in filth, sick, barely conscious. and he thought jeongguk looked precious. precious enough to be picked up, held against his chest and cradled like a fragile, little thing. the wolf cried the entire path to the man’s cabin, clinging to the older one, afraid to be left alone, scared to open his eyes again and find himself where he was before. but the human was good. he took him to his home, made a nest for him in his room, full of warm blankets - they were covered in his scent but guk didn’t mind -, shirts and pillows. it was heaven.
and jeongguk was pretty much gone after that.
when he woke up the next day, waiting on his knees for the human to wake up, he couldn’t help but look and see how pretty he was, even asleep. he had smooth black hair and plump, pink lips. the older had a sharp jawline, but soft cheeks, and the wolf couldn’t help but think it suited him. he had taken such good care of him, but his voice was always soft and caring.
that morning, he learned that the man’s name was jimin, he was twenty eight years old and he was a doctor. his mind was floaty when the older one shampooed his hair and cleaned him, telling the pup more about himself so he couldn’t understand a lot, but he supposed it didn’t matter anyway since jimin was taking care of him. it had been oh so long he had felt this nice when someone touched him. he also told the doctor his name was jeongguk, he was seventeen and that he was a wolf. he tugged at the knot on the base of his cock, indicating he was also an alpha, and felt his whole body shiver when the other touched and examined it in a clinical way. jimin asked about his old master, and the wolf teared up but told him everything because he was a good boy and jimin was doing a lot for him, told him about the time when he was bought - he was thirteen and had just presented - and that he always felt bad because even if he tried his very best, his master was never happy with guk.
he felt calmer feeling short fingers run through his hair, happy sigh leaving his chest, recalling almost the last day he had with his old master. the wolf was serving breakfast, ready to go on his knees because master liked getting deepthroat in the mornings, even if he could feel his stomach growl at the sight of the bacon he had made. jeongguk was always so hungry. but he knew that master had to do it, to tame him, to keep him in line, he had said. before he could kneel, he felt one of the man’s large hands grabbing his chin while the other one pulled at his hair painfully, a disgusted grunt leaving his thin lips while he inspected him, tilting his head from side to side “you look hideous, god. why is it you can never do anything right?” and he felt his eyes burning, apologizing over and over to his master, even if deep down he thought that it was his fault jeongguk looked ugly, after all master had been the one to cut his hair, making it choppy and uneven. (that didn’t help with the severe slaps in the face he got, making it red and swollen, or with the dark wet spot in the front of his underwear, which he had to keep on during the whole day.)
while bathing him, jimin called him pretty and baby and guk could feel his heart beating faster and faster. he told jeongguk he would give him a haircut after his bath, making the pup whine but nod, a slight pout on his pink lips because he didn’t want to look uglier and jimin to stop thinking he looked pretty but- he would never say no to him. not after everything he had done for jeongguk, he wasn’t an ungrateful pup despite what his master said.
he should have known that jimin was amazing, he- he was good at everything. he cut jeongguk’s hair, the wolf unmoving like a statue when the other one started to chop, but it turned out really good, a bit shorter than it was before and it didn’t fall into his eyes anymore. the boy blushed, cheeks turning a bright red when the older came back with a pink mymelody hair clip, kissing his cheek and putting it into his hair delicately. the wolf smiled, tiny, shy, thanking him for the haircut and the hairclip because for the first time in years jeongguk didn’t feel ugly anymore.
“t-thank you, jimin” the pup mumbled, cheeks burning red and eyes downcast and the man tried not to grin. he didn’t know if he actually liked it or wanted to please him, not that it actually mattered, but. his eyes were glossy and jimin was trying so hard not to coo, his puppy was such an anxious crier.
“no problem at all, baby. do you like your hairclip, hm?” he teased, just to see the boy biting his lips and nodding, one hand going to the accessory and caressing it. it was so adorable how much jeongguk wanted him to see he appreciated being cared for, it made his heart warm. “hyung is glad, doll. i think you look even prettier” and the little giggle and shy smile he got in response was enough for the man to pull the wolf in his lap, pressing soft kisses on top of his head and smelling the scent of baby shampoo.
-x-
the next week, jimin said they were going to do an examination. he said he was worried about him and his body, all these days he was out in the woods, and guk nodded, eyes wide and heart beating fast when he let his hyung take his hand and lead him to his office. of course jimin was right, always taking care of him. he had nothing to be scared, even if the medical equipment looked pretty scary.
“i’m-hyung, i’m a little scared” he whispered, ears flat against his skull and tail tucked behind his legs. he wore only an oversized sweater and one of his hairclips, his hyung always made sure he always had one of them on him and now he didn’t mind or feel embarrassed anymore. jimin thought he looked cute, he said so.
jimin stopped for a moment to look at the boy, the tail he brushed everyday looking so smooth against his milky thighs. of course, he never told jeongguk that touching a wolf’s tail is something deeply intimate, and that’s why the little thing felt his cock getting hard when the man ran the expensive brush along his fingers through it, hips bucking in the air while he sobbed and apologized over and over for “being naughty” when his hyung was just trying to be nice, fat tears running down his cheeks. he couldn’t help it, and was so, so thankful his hyung was kind and understood he was a silly puppy that couldn’t control his dumb cock.
but, jimin never let him touch. or hump the bed, or the pillows. he tried it. his cock got so hard when his hyung brushed and touched the base of his tail, massaging it. it looked so swollen, almost purple, but everytime his hands got even close to his crotch he could hear jimin’s hard voice “pup, behave.” and that was enough for the wolf to drop his hands in the sheets and start sobbing, bucking his hips miserably in the air desperate for any kind of friction. and jimin would keep brushing his tail until the fur was silky and smooth, his hair and ears came before, and then it was over. he would put the brush away - the one he bought just for jeongguk - and would be back on the bed, cleaning the boy’s face of all the tears, snot and drool “you’re such a messy puppy for hyung, aren’t you? need hyung to take care of you all the time” he would whisper into the boy’s ear and jeongguk would nod, because yes, he didn’t know how to take care of himself and he needed jimin. he was just a dumb puppy, jimin’s baby. his cock was still rock hard and jimin had an ice pack, pressing it against the boy’s length even when he cried and trashed because it was uncomfortable and hurt a little but he knew his hyung was doing it to take care of him, to make him soft again.
“t-thank you, hyung. gukie l-loves you, so-so much. thank you f’r t’king care of me.” the wolf whined, lips moving against the pale skin of the older man’s neck and jimin smiled softly, so, so softly, at his baby, petting his hair and telling him how much he loved him too and how lucky he was to find jeongguk.
“there’s no need to be scared, guk. you know, medical stuff, even when it hurts a little bit, it’s to make us feel better in the long run. hyung would never do anything to make you feel bad or in pain, would i?” the young shook his head quickly looking up at him with big eyes, of course jimin wouldn’t do that to him, never. he let the doctor manhandle him, sitting him down in the huge wooden table in the middle of the room.
“okay, pup, take off the hoodie.” the older said, already helping him to take his only piece of clothing off. he felt embarrassed, ears going a little pink and chest flushing at the situation - not that jimin hadn’t seen him naked before, but it still made little tears of humiliation cling to his lower lashes noticing he was completely naked to his hyung, in the middle of a table. which was a little stupid, of course, he knew would lick jimin’s boots clean all naked if the older one told jeongguk to.
he felt the doctor slowly spread his thighs, a little gasp escaping his lips because he was always so sensitive, and he could swear jimin was caressing him a little. “okay, sweetheart, that’s good. go back a little and support yourself on your elbows” he said, pushing the younger back with one hand on his chest until he was in the exact position jimin wanted him. “that’s good, good boy” jeongguk preened “now, hyung’s going to start with your penis because you said your master used to touch you here a lot, didn’t you, guk?” he nodded, biting his lips when he felt the clinical touch around his cock, but it was still warm and his hyung’s skin was soft, his cock being left on top of the elder's hand, breath hitching because he was so sensitive and needy but hyung didn’t like it when he got hard, when he touched. “words, jeongguk.” his grip tightened, making the boy whine pitifully and look down in shame.
“y-yes, hyung. master di-did like touching my cock a lot” jimin hummed, examining it thoroughly, touching and caressing his slit, frenulum, looking all over with a trained eye, massaging his balls for a few minutes, sometimes stopping his ministrations to take notes, asking him how he felt.
“did he let you come all the times he… touched you? or most of the times both of you engaged in sexual activities?” the older questioned, a furrow between his eyebrows and clinical voice on. he looked different in doctor mode. jeongguk felt uneasy, he wanted to be good for his hyung, and he was already panting on top of the table, tiny droplets of sweat adorning his skin. his old master used to ask him if he was fishing for compliments “like a desperate for attention whore” when he asked if he was doing good, so he learned to stop doing it, but now he really had to bite the inside of his cheek to not look for jimin’s eyes and ask him - beg him to tell jeongguk he was being his good boy.
“i… i don’t know hyung” the boy answered, choked tears caught in his throat “i guess- i guess he did? master always used until he came, and then i could finish it on my own. but i wasn’t allowed to touch myself if-if he wasn’t the one that did it first, if i did he punished me” the wolf explained in a small voice, trying to be helpful and feeling his heart clench when the doctor didn’t lift his eyes from his notes. he had a worried expression, brows still furrowed and teeth clenched, and jeongguk was so worried. he had fucked up. he didn’t know how, but he did, and now jimin hated him-
“jeongguk, baby, oh my god” the doctor sighed, pushing his hair back and taking off his glassed, but now his expression was much, much kinder. so he wasn’t- he wasn’t angry at jeongguk. “your old master was a sick fuck, wasn’t he? how could he do that to you, sweetheart?” he breathed out, running his fingers through the boy’s thick hair and the wolf whined, curling himself against the other even if he didn’t know what he was talking about, just basking in the attention for a few seconds.
“hmmhyeah hyung, really hurt ggukie… but w-what did hyung see?” the pup asked, ears perked up, curious as he was scared to hear the diagnosis. the man sighed, putting his spreadsheet down and brushing his bangs away from his eyes.
“you are a wolf, guk. you master should have known he couldn’t let you just- come like this, that’s not how it works. it can end up damaging your system, and there’s no way to treat it. orgasming for a baby wolf like you is like… a treat, you know?” the pup nodded, eyes wide, thinking about how lucky he was to be found by jimin. what if it was some other master who would let him come all the time and left him broken forever. “that’s why hyung doesn’t let you touch your cock, puppy. because it’s not safe, you understand? your master was abusing you” he nodded again, harder this time, a thankful whine escaping his throat when he tucked himself against the doctor one more time. sure, his dick hurt a lot in his master’s house and he cried when he had to piss, but he thought it was because master always punched and kicked him there when he did something wrong, not because he was also letting jeongguk hurt himself. that guy was sick.
“so, hyung got you something!” jimin exclaimed, getting up and kissing the wolf’s forehead again, opening one of the drawers and bringing something over, a binding smile on his face. jeongguk didn’t know what it was yet, but if it was enough to make his hyung smile this wide, he was damn sure he was gonna love it. “look, guk! it’s a cock cage!” his eyes were shining, and the pup tried to give him his best smile back, but his ears were flat and pinned back. “oh, you look nervous, little one. i know it looks a little scary at first, but this one is really nice and more important than that, it will keep you healthy, okay? hyung will take care of it.” the pup didn’t say anything, but he pushed his skinny hips forwards and that was all jimin needed to secure the cage around the boy’s penis, locking it nice and tight. it was huge, all pink and pretty, the sturdy knot at the base and jimin felt proud to know he was the one to own it.
“jiminie hyung, i will never touch my dick again?” the pup asked, voice small, and he sounded sad. jimin wanted to coo at him, but he settled for touching the boy’s tiny waist, pulling him closer and kissing his cheeks once, twice, feeling him shudder.
“hmmh, i don’t know, puppy. i guess we could do something about it” he said, just to see the little ears perking up and the tail he loved so much wagging, galaxy eyes looking at him full of hope and he could hear so clearly what the boy was thinking “not- like a sometimes thing, that’s too much for your puppy cock to handle, but i guess we could choose one day of the year and make it your day, hmmh? what does my baby think? maybe your birthday?” it was not what jeongguk was expecting, but he would take it over not cumming ever again anytime. maybe hyung would even let him come more than once. so he smiled, bunny teeth poking out and agreeing easily to the deal.
“yeah, but i don’t know when my birthday is, hyung” he pouted, the doctor shushing him and saying they could just make it the day he found him in the woods. it was good enough for him, feeling the soft hands running through his body when the older said he was going to keep examining the wolf, but it was easier now. jimin looked into his eyes, his ears - his wolf ears had an infection, he would have to take meds, but it didn’t surprise him because master had never cared for them when guk lived with him - and his mouth. the doctor seemed to be satisfied, sticking his fingers inside his mouth, watching drool pooling around his thumb on the younger’s pink tongue, feeling his teeth and pressing down on his tongue a few times. drool coated his cheeks and chin, his cheeks burned and he couldn’t look up to the doctor. “‘m sorry, hyung, koo didn’t wan to be messy”
jimin hummed, patting his head, this time rubbing his two fingers against the boy’s slick lips “suck.” and he did, sucking jimin’s fingers the best he could, even if he felt his cock twitch and that tingly feeling in his stomach, kept being good when the older went deeper with them, feeling around his throat and making the wolf gag a few times, tears running down his cheeks. he took a deep breath when the man removed his fingers, cleaning them in the boy’s hair.
“such a healthy boy, hyung’s proud of you. you’re all okay around here” jeongguk beamed, adjusting himself and fixing his posture where he seated himself on his thighs, going up on the table again. he got his heartbeat checked, lungs, ribs - he had a few that were broken a long time ago and healed wrong but it was okay, hyung said -. he also checked jeongguk’s nipples carefully, pinching it and twisting it between his fingers, hearing the little gasps and muffled moans that came from the wolf. “t’s sensitive, hyung, hurts” he whined when the doctor asked, but his chest was sticking out and his nipples looked just delicious, all puffy, pointy and swollen.
“you did great, bubby. hyung just has to look at your hole, and we’re all done here.” he explained, manhandling the boy around and pushing the boy’s chest down until it touched the table, his little but up in the air and maybe- jimin supposed that being an alpha, the boy wasn’t supposed to be this submissive, or maybe every bit of fight and dominance was beaten out of him before he got there, but it was just adorable the way he pushed his ass back just a little, big cock hanging pathetically between his legs, tail up high to present his hole submissively.
“okay, a-all done here” the pup repeated, burying his head between his arms and letting jimin spread his legs a little bit further. jeongguk gasped when he felt jimin’s slick thumb ghosting over his hole, pressing down enough to make him whine and bite his lips but not hard enough to give what he wanted. he did it a few times just to see the boy squirming, giving him one finger and looking at how jeongguk’s hole swallowed them hungrily with dark eyes, the boy letting out a tiny mewl when the man didn’t wait another second before adding another finger, and jimin could feel the head of his cock dampening his underwear with precum when he looked at the boy again and he- jeongguk was sucking his thumb, maybe some sort of comfort habit the little pup never let go, while he pushed his ass against jimin’s fingers trying to get more.
“be good, puppy. behave.” he ordered, voice cold and composed, and he could see the boy shivering, but stopping moving. slutty little thing. he twisted his fingers, going a little deeper and grinning when the boy’s thighs seemed to falter and he choked on his own breath, hitting the boy’s prostate a few more times just for the sake of it, removing his fingers so slowly, making the boy whine and look at him with lost, pleading eyes, his little butt still up in the air.
“h-hyung, koo thinks it’s not all good in there yet, it feels-” he tried, spreading his legs a little bit more, exposing his pink, leaking hole to jimin. but even if the man wanted, he just couldn’t spoil his puppy in the first week. he kneaded the boy’s flesh, leaving a light slap in the slick flesh just to see the boy whine pitifully and the skin slowly turn a lovely shade of pink.
“hyung knows it feels good, sweet boy, but you’re all healthy. you’re responding really well, aren’t you? didn’t it feel good?” the younger nodded, little tears clinging to his lashes when he understood hyung wasn’t just gonna give it to him, pushing himself to sit straight and thank jimin for taking care of him and making sure he is healthy. he gets a lot of pets, gets called a good boy - his hyung’s best boy -, and jimin giggles when he apologizes for making guk such a mess (after all his face is still sticky with drool and his thighs and ass shiny with lube), and the pup feels so warm and safe and fuzzy when he is promised a bubble bath, a dinner he can pick and lots of cuddles after.
-x-
he had been with jimin for a few months, feeling more happy and secure than ever. and it wasn’t hard for the man to get jeongguk where he wanted, no. in fact, the pup almost did it for him, always wanting to please and making him happy. one sad look on the older’s face was enough to get the boy on edge all day, trying to figure out what he could do to get his hyung smiling cutely again. so, when jimin told him one night how alone and empty he felt, how much his own father always hated him and he would never, ever get to have a baby and that it broke his heart and made life seem dull until jeongguk appeared, the pup was on tears, clinging to his shirt and sobbing before he even had to spill his own crocodile tears, hugging him close against his chest and asking in an almost shy, quiet voice if he could be jeongguk’s daddy.
“i-it’s okay if you don’t want me, and don’t want me to be your daddy, guk. i just thought- since i feed you and put you to sleep and love you so much-” he started before the boy could even say anything, seeing the wolf’s eyes going wide, red rimmed and swollen for crying so much just seconds before, his nose looking pink and cute from all the crying.
“n-nno! o-of course i want you to be my daddy, hyung! i w’nna make you happy, too!” he protested, still fisting the older’s shirt and making himself more comfortable on his lap, bending forward and kissing jimin’s lips, letting the older man suck on his tongue and nibble on his lower lip until both of them were panting. “love you, daddy. daddy, daddy, daddy” he mumbled, nuzzling against the sensitive skin of the doctor’s neck, a little smile on his lips when he felt little kissed being left on top of his head. “daddy, does that mean ‘m really your baby now?” he beamed when jimin said yes, tail wagging so rapidly that it both of them chuckle when the “thump, thump, thump” of guk’s tail was the only noise they could hear in the house.
so, being the best boy he was, jeongguk always listened to his daddy. his first rule was, obviously, that he wasn’t allowed to call jimin anything but daddy - or dada, as jeongguk started to call him. he used to forget this one too many times, going for “hyung” because that was what he was used to, but it wasn’t anything a few times over daddy’s lap didn’t fix, kneeling in the corner of jimin’s room with his butt burning a cherry red, sniffling and thinking over and over he wouldn’t slip again. gosh, jimin was so good to him, he couldn’t wrap his head around it when he just mastered his new rule and saw that he had been right one more time, helping guk to be a smarter boy and make him happy.
the second rule was the bathroom rule and he had a little of trouble with it, even if he did nothing more than whine and beg his dada do think about it a bit more. jimin did, and he was still not allowed to use it without help or asking first. it was his fault, the bathroom was still damp from his bubble bath a few minutes ago and he had to pee really bad but guk didn’t think about it at all when he entered it running because he didn’t want to miss the movie he was watching with dada. he fell hard and stayed there, sitting on the bathroom floor, sobbing and holding his ankle, his bladder loosening, making a puddle of piss around the little boy who could only sob harder, feeling the pretty clothes his dada had dressed him less than an hour ago and his fluffy, shiny tail becoming wet and sticky. when jimin went after his little boy, it was definitely a surprise. sitting in his own piss, his face a mess of snot and tears while he apologized over and over. he looked absolutely tiny, so vulnerable and dependent. jimin could die right there.
so he picked his baby up, taking him to his room and getting rid of his dirty clothes. jimin was sure the boy had sprained his ankle, and he did the best he could to help with the swelling, elevating the boy’s feet - even when he heard him squeak, and cry out “dada, hurts!” - applying ice packs between little sniffles and hiccups. jeongguk sobbed pitifully, looking over at his daddy and apologizing again, barely aware that jimin had never felt so fond before. but the older had said it was all okay when he scratched his soft ears, nursed him back to health, took care of his foot until it didn’t hurt as much and he could walk and put weight on it again.
and then he told jeongguk he was too little to use the bathroom on his own. he had gotten hurt not long ago, got his daddy worried sick, so it would be the best if he asked daddy for help or, if he said it was safe enough he could go. the boy cried himself to sleep when daddy put him down, feeling embarrassed and shy, but the next day, when he woke up and his bladder was full, he looked down and asked anyway if daddy could help him use the bathroom.
“potty. that’s how little boys say it, baby. now, say it again like a good boy for me” he scolded, brushing guk’s hair back and the pup felt silly. why would he feel embarrassed of his daddy, the man that loved him the most, took care of him since the first day he saw guk in the woods? he was such a silly wolf.
“can you help koo using potty, dada?” he tried again, sucking on his thumb and jimin wasted no time picking him up, taking him to the bathroom and sitting him in the toilet, telling him little boys pee sitting down and- well, if his dada said so… he was glad he didn’t have to hold his caged dick and wait for the pee to come out like that.
so, they created kind of a routine.
jimin would wake up and spend about one hour reading and adjusting his schedule, drinking coffee and making sure breakfast was ready for jeongguk. the pup would be chained close to the table, on his knees, looking so pretty with the kind of gag jimin had chosen for him that day, just waiting for his daddy. it was kind of a patience test for the little boy, he liked to rush into his daddy legs and nuzzle into his cock, but he had to wait. with the gag he wasn’t able to feed himself, or suck his daddy’s cock over his slacks without permission - both were rules, and he was pretty sure without his mouth gagged he would find himself against the wall while daddy canned his ass more often than not. he was a good boy, but he got excited quickly.
when his daddy decided he waited enough, jimin would unchain him, pulling the baby wolf closer and keeping him kneeling between his legs. he fed him with his fingers, the little one always enjoying whatever his daddy had made for him, the days where he was kept so, so skinny and starved stayed in the past but were never forgotten. his daddy fed him messily, getting food all over his face and it made him giggle, earning him soft kisses on his nose and the top of his head when the man would whisper “silly baby” while tickling his tummy.
he wasn’t allowed to touch his cock, daddy said he was a puppy still and he remembered when he first got with jimin, when he explained how dangerous it was for him, what could happen if he had a master like his last one, who kept abusing him and didn’t take care of him like his daddy did. he was a really lucky boy. but it was all okay because his dada fucked him and made him feel good too, turning the little wolf intro a drooly mess while he hugged his plushie close to his chest, burying his face into the pink bunny, muffling his cries.
and if he felt, really, really full, daddy would milk him. it wasn’t easy getting him to say yes, gukie knew, but sometimes he felt like his balls were about to burst. and jimin knew exactly when he little boy needed it, he just liked to play dumb to see little jeonggukie entering his room, flushed cheeks, hands over his caged cock looking painfully swollen inside the cage and his eyes are always teary when he asks him in a tiny voice if maybe, his daddy could milk him just this once because he feels really, really full (it’s never just this once). that’s fine because jimin likes to take this opportunity to be a little mean to his baby, just to see him stutter and beg a little harder. he can’t help himself when jeongguk looks so cute.
the boy cries during the entire milking, loves it as much as he hates it. he knows that as an alpha the pup’s dick must be trying to get hard in the cage, and it’s been a long time since the pup felt anything even close to his cock. everything he brushes his fingers against jeongguk’s prostate, never staying on it too long because he loves too see the boy jerking and panting, a thin layer of sweat coating his skin, a lot of “dad-dada please gukkie needs it-it hurts so much i’mmhhmmh!” slipping past his lips. when he thinks the teased the boy enough - jeongguk looks on the verge of passing out, if he’s being honest, but he knows his boy can take it -, his dick is already dripping, and jimin thinks he looks delightful squishing his face on his own drool, so, so desperate he doesn’t care about anything else in that moment. he starts rubbing the boy’s prostate more aggressively, over and over and the pup is sobbing, looking wrecked with his cock hanging limp, just this caged thing between his legs, and no spurt of cum comes from it, because that’s not an alpha’s cock anymore - it’s a pup’s one. it drips pathetically on his thighs and on jimin’s sheets, and no matter how many times they do it he always looks so broken crying. the older knows it’s mostly because of his ruined orgasm, it doesn’t exactly feel good, just this lasting burning sensation but he still kisses all over his baby’s face and tells him how good he’s been.
the two days a week he goes to his clinic, jeongguk wears a diaper and he has to be on his best behavior. they get to eat takeout that jimin brings with him at night and daddy tells him all about his day, he doesn’t do much around the house but he babbles about his day too, and daddy seems happy enough to hear about it, and jimin is actually happier when he notices jeongguk forgetting some words and that his pronunciation seems a little off in others. he ends up getting chocolate if he uses his diaper like he should when daddy’s away. most often than not he gets it, slowly getting used to the idea of his dada cleaning him up without fussing.
when it’s almost time for jimin to come home, jeongguk waits for him sitting by the windowsill, hugging his favorite pushie to his chest and sucking his thumb just the way his daddy likes him. dada put his favorite hairclip today, the mymelody one, and guk has a cute purple sweater and a frilly skirt on. daddy said he looked so pretty before he left, giving koo a soft kiss and he can still taste it. his diaper wasn’t visible in the morning, but his skirt is all short and frilly and now that he has used it, it looks obvious, making the boy blush everytime he walks past the mirror or looks down. it’s bulky and he looks like a messy, dumb baby, but daddy will be so happy. he always is when kook goes on his diaper. so he sits down by the window again, shifting a bit until he can see the rocky path his daddy brought him a year and a few months back, thinking about how could a little boy get so lucky getting lost running away in the woods.
god, what would he ever do without jimin.