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How did he end up like this?
Teary mocha eyes gazed up at the ceiling, only seeing dancing spots and a plethora of blurry stars. A side effect that came with the unrelenting toe-curling pleasure currently spreading through his body. Pleasure he was surely dreaming about because this only ever happened in his dreams.
Their hands mapping out his body, sinfully inside and out, their heady scents washing over him, their lips sucking bruising marks into his vulnerable, unclaimed neck.
He had to be dreaming.
But the bodies embracing him were definitely solid and emanated heat that warmed his naked, flushed skin. Twin heavy hard-ons poking his lower back and at his thigh felt real. The bulbous tips smeared precum against his skin and mixed with his sticky, warm slick gushing down his inner thighs.
A wobbly moan ripped out his throat when a large hand suddenly engulfed his leaking dick, the touch searing. A different set of hands cupped his plump pectorals, long fingers tweaking his nipples until they were hardened nubs. Those same hands then traveled down his waist, past his thick hips and landed on his ass, massaging the malleable globes apart. All the while the heated mouths attached to either side of his neck continued to brand possessive marks into his tender flesh.
“Fuck, how is your ass this fat? Wanna put it on my face so bad right now.” That husky voice from behind him sent shivers down his spine.
“Mmm, wanna taste you all over.” Agreed another low voice.
The skillful hand wrapped around his dick pumped him in earnest, coaxing out the orgasm that had been precariously teetering on the edge, his lithe body trembling. He slumped back against the sturdy body behind him, head lolling to the side on a broad shoulder. His nose bumped into smooth skin lathered in cinnamon candles and in his dazed state, the comforting scent conjured up a sense of warm nostalgia.
God please don’t let him be dreaming.
✾~ 6 Hours Earlier ~✾
Park Jimin was nestled in his favorite nook at the campus library finishing up homework with his two best friends, Jung Hoseok and Lee Taemin.
The three omegas were always seen together, ever since they met at the uni’s dance team auditions. That fateful day united them and from then on out, they did everything together. From studying to shopping and even shared heats. The only times they weren’t together was when it came to their respective jobs and a few classes they didn’t share.
It was an added plus that they all lived at the omega dorms. Something Jimin was grateful for considering how worried he’d been that his first year would be spent alone. He was the youngest of the trio and thus was treated as so, babied and spoiled by his two hyungs who doted on him, and made sure he was never lonely.
After a little over an hour into their study session, Jimin paused from typing his paper and stretched his arms above his head with a soft groan. The burgundy beanie atop his blond hair shifted slightly with the movement but he lazily readjusted it.
“Almost done?” Taemin asked.
Jimin nodded and pushed the gold rim glasses sliding down his button nose back into place. “Just need to come up with a conclusion.”
“Damn, how do you work so fast? Be a doll and do mine.”
Jimin giggled at his pouting hyung. “No, I’m not finished.”
Taemin huffed. “We literally got this assignment today and you, perfect little prince, are already done so please spare me.”
“Ooo, guys, there’s a party tonight!” Hoseok’s excited voice chirped above Jimin’s giggling and Taemin’s grumbling. “Please say y’all are down for free drinks and looking sexy tonight.”
It was Friday and Jimin’s normal Fridays usually consisted of him staying in with a nearby takeout and a movie with the two of them. On some occasions they would go out for drinks and every blue moon they’d hit a club, a true miracle considering Jimin was such a homebody.
Well, and the fact that the blond got lost too easily in crowds if he didn’t hold onto Hoseok or Taemin. Crowded spaces were not his ally.
“Where at?” Taemin asked.
“The Knothead Palace. They always have the best drinks and Yoongi most likely will be deejaying, so we know the music is going to be lit.”
Taemin wore a knowing smirk. “Uh huh, sure it’s the music you care about.”
It was no surprise that Hoseok had a monumental crush on Min Yoongi, a senior alpha. It was cute how he went tongue tied and blushing cheeks whenever the alpha talked with him. Jimin and Taemin enjoyed teasing him about it.
Hoseok sniffed. “Shut up. Are we down or not?”
“I am. How about you, little one?”
Jimin nibbled on his bottom lip.
‘Knothead Palace’ obviously wasn’t the actual name to the most popular fraternity on campus but because it consisted of all alphas, ones who came from a high status luxury background, it was a given why the nickname stuck.
It was also where Jimin’s ex-childhood friends, Jeon Jeongguk and Kim Taehyung, lived. Well, maybe ‘ex’ was a little harsh as there wasn’t any animosity or bad blood between them. In fact there wasn’t really anything between them anymore, they just simply drifted apart.
The shift happened after Jeongguk and Taehyung presented as alphas at the start of high school. In a way, Jimin had initiated it. He was a late bloomer, two whole years behind them for presenting and insecurities arose. By the time he presented, the young alphas had become a popular duo in school and his friendship with them waned.
Before Jimin presented and he was trying to get adjusted with Jeongguk and Taehyung’s newfound popularity, their sleepovers lessened gradually and trips to the arcade went away. At that point, Jimin felt like they only remained friends with him out of obligation because of their history and so he slowly removed himself from the equation.
It wasn’t like the two of them noticed his absence when they started fooling around with omegas.
That had been hard to watch considering the small crushes he harbored for them. Cliche of him, yes, but also natural when he spent so much time with them and they played significant roles in his life growing up. Jeongguk and Taehyung were the first friends he made when he moved. They welcomed him with open arms, tucked him at their sides like he was their missing puzzle piece. Jimin felt like they would be the forever trio, that nothing would come between them. He was sadly mistaken.
They ended up going to the same university and the alphas’ high school popularity easily transferred to campus life. Jimin remembered well how Jeongguk and Taehyung had been the main attraction during freshman orientation. Hell, he’d been staring too. They were walking wet dreams.
And thanks to Jeongguk and Taehyung, the frat house they joined had shot to the top. It was now where all the hottest parties took place, where notorious hook-up stories came from and where everyone wanted to be.
Not Jimin, though.
“I don’t know. I was thinking of fried chicken and that new movie Intrusion tonight.” The blond mumbled as he closed the lid to his laptop.
He knew if he looked up, he would be attacked by twin pouts. So instead he focused on neatly packing his books back into his bag.
“What if we did that tomorrow? After a lovely night of partying and drinking, that can be the healing process.”
“Yeah, we can bunk in my room and stay in bed all day.” Hoseok added on to Taemin’s suggestion.
Jimin felt Hoseok sidle next to him on his chair, warm arm curling around his waist and cuddling in close.
“Come onnnn, please? We haven’t been to a party in months. We’re deprived.”
The drawn out whine tickled his ear and Jimin squirmed as Hoseok’s fingers dove under his shirt, tickling across his stomach.
“Stop it, Hobi!”
“Say you’ll go and I will.”
Jimin struggled for a few minutes, batting Hoseok’s tortuous fingers that skimmed and brushed over all his ticklish spots. The other omega was relentless and Jimin almost fell out of the chair at least twice.
“Okay, okay, fine! We can go, now get your fingers before I bite them.” Jimin huffed indignantly.
The omega fixed his glasses which had gone askew during his torture while Hoseok withdrew, cheering along with Taemin as they began packing up their belongings as well. Jimin inwardly sighed, hoping he wouldn’t regret his decision.
✾
They get ready at his place only because Hoseok and Taemin knew what they were wearing and brought their clothes along with them.
Hoseok wore a sleeveless black mesh netted shirt that was tucked into his jeans shorts, clenched to his waist with black belt that had yellow smiley faces on it.
Taemin had on black leather pants and a blue silk shirt with a deep slit that exposed his creamy chest. Black knee high boots with a thick heel completed his punk-ish look.
In conclusion, they both looked amazing showing some skin and their long dancer legs on display.
Jimin thought he knew what he was wearing, as he had dressed in blue jeans and an oversized brown shirt with his favorite beanie but apparently they didn’t pass the qualifications for a frat party.
“Baby, listen. We love that you love to be swallowed in your clothes, but your gorgeous body is banging and you should show it off every now and then. This is a special occasion to show out.” Taemin explained.
The blue haired omega was rummaging around in Jimin’s chest of drawers making an absolute mess, something that didn’t bother him as he valiantly searched for new clothes.
Jimin watched him with adorably squinty eyes from where he was sitting on the edge of his bed, Hoseok warm at his side.
“You have the power to make heads turn and necks snap, that’s beautiful. Embrace it.” Taemin continued, raising up a black crop top he found. “Yup, this is the one.” He whistled.
Jimin scrutinized the top. He thought he got rid of that.
“Sexy.” Hoseok purred.
“Damn, where did you get this from?” Taemin clicked his tongue as he handed the shirt over to Jimin along with some black jeans. “I’m robbing. Go put these on and then we can leave.”
With a sigh, Jimin did as he was told. The optimistic side of him knew the quicker it was over, the better.
✾
As always, the place was packed to the brim. Both levels of the frat house bustled with partygoers and mixed scents. The walls shook from the pounding music, people danced and mingled, and alcohol overflowed red cups.
Jeongguk was lounging at his usual spot on the upper level, a makeshift lounge with a fuzzy rug and wrap-around couch. A couple of lush chairs and a glass table. It was what would be a VIP area if they were at a club. He had a drink in one hand and his phone in the other while a pair of shades balanced on the bridge of his nose. The white cream sofa he was manspreading on faced the front door which the alpha could see was open and had a constant traffic flow with people going in and out.
There were others sitting with him, people that flocked to Jeongguk but he ignored them. They were only with him to make their image look good, anyway. His actual friends slash roommates were somewhere down in the fray. Yugyeom was last seen near Yoongi who was deejaying and Taehyung got dragged to dance with some unnamed omega. Mingyu disappeared early on to his room, taking a tall dark haired omega with him.
Jeongguk had been approached multiple times but he wasn’t in the mood to put on his fake mask and entertain thirsty omegas. He felt distracted, like tonight something was going to happen. His senses were sharper than usual, the air around him crackling. The alpha took a sip from his cup and sank further into his seat, dark eyes locked on the entryway like a predator in waiting.
Meanwhile on the dance floor, Taehyung wasn’t remotely giving the faceless omega dancing on him attention. He didn’t know why he allowed himself to get dragged out here in the first place but his mind was elsewhere as he glanced around the room, bronze eyes searching. For what, he had no clue but the alpha was on edge.
“Have fun.” He muttered to the omega and dipped.
The towering alpha easily maneuvered through the crowd, making a beeline for the kitchen where the drinks were. On the upper level, Jeongguk had finished his and was also making his way down for a refill. With their backs turned to the door, they missed the entrance of three omegas.
✾
It was tonight that Jimin learned how annoying it was to get hit on. The amount of times he’d been approached before even reaching the dumb party was ridiculous.
But they made it finally, unfortunately, and climbed the steps leading to the open door. Loud music and people talking poured out of it. Jimin wanted to turn back and go home.
“That was what, guy number 6?” Taemin was still cackling over the recent guy who tried to score with Jimin.
“Our little beauty here is collecting them left and right.” Hoseok wiped away a fake tear with a soft sniffle.
The blond was absolutely done, sulking between his two laughing hyungs as they stepped inside the frat house. All this unwanted attention solely because he was wearing tight clothes was not amusing. And he switched his glasses out for his contacts instead, so it was quite evident people didn’t recognize him at all.
He scrunched up his nose as he inhaled the scent of the party, booze and multiple scents from the alphas and omegas milling about. Some hip hop song was playing, the heavy bass rattling the entire room. People were dancing and drinking, all around having a good time.
Once again, Jimin wanted to go home.
Taemin clapped his hands together. “All right, first things first: drinks!”
Jimin groaned but let himself be dragged through the crowd. Taemin led the way, weaving and bobbing past people until they entered the buzzing kitchen. Despite how crowded it was and despite the small crowd of people surrounding them, the omega still spotted Jeongguk and Taehyung.
It was hard not to, with their overwhelming presence and the lights casting a V.I.P glow on them, and all.
Like magnets, his eyes pulled to Jeongguk first, raking over the dark haired alpha’s gorgeous face. His dark eyebrows, one which was pierced, strong nose and heart shaped lips. The alpha wore a patterned short sleeve shirt hanging off his broad frame that exposed his array of tattoos and bulky arms. A deep v-cut that teased the valley of his smooth chest, skin decorated with a band of gold chains. Spotless white pants covered his long legs and he had on matching white shoes. Sunglasses balanced charmingly on his nose completed his look.
He looked criminally attractive propped backwards against the island, elbows splayed out to keep himself upright as he took a swig out of a beer bottle he loosely held by the neck.
Jimin swiveled his gaze to Taehyung who was leaning against the opposite counter, twirling his own bottle of beer and looking every bit cocky in his snapback as he told Jeongguk something. The tall alpha wore a mustard yellow jacket, a color not anyone could pull off but he did effortlessly, over a white shirt he had tucked into blue jeans while black boots covered his feet. His side profile was absolutely breathtaking, the outline of his jaw prominent under the lighting.
Sure, Jimin saw them on campus, there was no way to avoid that. But those times it was always from afar. Right now, he was mere steps away from them, could call out to them if he wanted to. But he was frozen.
Taemin and Hoseok remained oblivious to him going stiff as they sifted through coolers to find some drinks. Of course they did, he had never told them about knowing Jeongguk and Taehyung, just that they all attended the same high school.
Jimin managed to turn away only because something cold and dripping wet suddenly pressed against the side of his neck. He jerked away with a squeal before glaring at the culprit aka Taemin who was grinning at him.
“Wake up and smell the party, babe!”
The blond accepted the bottle of fruity alcohol and brought it up to his face so he could read what flavor he was so generously bestowed with. Peach . Could be worse.
“Code red, code red! I see Yoongi.” Hoseok wailed as he grabbed Jimin’s hand and squeezed it.
There was a little platform in the far back of the room where Yoongi could be seen with his set up. He looked chic dressed in a grey sleek button down with a black tie and black slacks. His pale arms, veiny and long, were on display as his hands moved rapidly. The alpha looked right at home with headsets nestled atop his auburn hair. Truly, it was no wonder Hoseok had a crush the size of Jupiter on him.
“Code red where? That’s definitely as green as it gets, silly. Go get your man!” Taemin shouted.
Jimin nodded his encouragement, squeezing Hoseok’s clammy hand back with reassurance. “You can do it, Hobi! You’re looking too good for him to not do something about it.”
“Exactly. And if he doesn’t make a move, I have seen multiple eyes on you since we walked in. You will be getting those lovely cheeks clapped one way or another.”
Hoseok made a face at Taemin before gesturing to himself. “This is not open to the public, it’s strictly for the love of my life and the love of my life only. Only he can clap.”
“Then gooo get him and start clapping!”
Hoseok made four steps out the kitchen before darting back, then turned around with fiery determination that fizzled out and he came hightailing again towards them shaking his head.
“I can’t- I can’t do it, I’m going to just bother him and-“
“Oh for fuck’s sake, come on.” Taemin looped his arms with Hoseok and made a beeline for Yoongi. “I’ll be right back, baby!” He shouted over his shoulder to Jimin.
Jimin watched their departure, giggling as Hoseok seemed to be pleading with Taemin but to no avail. They soon disappeared between the bodies on the floor and Jimin was left alone.
Well, not quite.
“Hope they’re not leaving your sexy ass alone for long. Then again, it would be nice to steal you away.”
Jimin froze at the low voice. So close behind him that it rose the little hairs on the back of his neck and had his chest pounding. Jeongguk. Unmistakably. He slowly turned to face him, staring up at the alpha’s handsome visage. How long ago had it been since he stood so close to him? Breathed in his spicy cinnamon scent? Had those dark eyes solely locked on him?
“Fuck, you’re even prettier up close. What’s your name, sweetheart?”
“Already asking him to suck your dick, Jeon? He’s bright red.” Taehyung.
“Not yet.” Jeongguk tossed over his shoulder, eyes not once leaving Jimin’s blushing face. His mouth curled into a smirk. “But I wouldn’t mind you warming my bed at all, doll. You look like you’d make the prettiest sounds with those pretty lips. I’d love to find out, hm?”
If this was how Jeongguk picked up other omegas, it wasn’t fair. Jimin hated how easily affected he was all over some sweet nothings. He hated the faint throb of arousal between his legs and slick his body was eager to produce for a knot he would never take.
Unfair, really. And on top of that, Jeongguk had no idea who he was flirting with. That was going to change.
“Jimin.”
The playful glint in Jeongguk’s eyes flickered to slight confusion. “Huh?”
“My name, it’s Park Jimin.”
He could see the cogs turning within Jeongguk. A ghost of an empty smile spread Jimin’s lips. He wondered how disappointed the alpha would be when he learned the truth. And then:
“Jimin? ”
The omega’s heart stuttered when big warm hands ever so gently cupped his face, thumbs stroking across his rapidly blushing cheeks. He was trapped under Jeongguk’s wide eyed gaze, watching different emotions race across them as if the alpha couldn’t believe he was standing right before him.
“Yeah, um. Hi, Jeongguk.” He said in a bashful tone.
The alpha silently removed his hands from his face but not his eyes. No, those stuck to Jimin like a moth to a flame. Gazing at the omega as if he were a rare phenomenon, scanning him thoroughly from head to toe. No detail left uncharted. Jeongguk fixed him with such an attentive, penetrating stare— on his eyes, lips, through him like he was made of glass— it had him burning.
Nothing prepared him for when Jeongguk lowered his face into his neck, nose bumping directly into his scent gland and inhaled deeply. An intimate act that had his eyes fluttering shut at the sensation, knees growing weak. Arms traveled around his waist, tugging him forward until he was pressed snug against the alpha’s warm front. Firm and packed with defined muscles under the flimsy shirt. Cinnamon sticks surrounded him.
“I didn’t recognize you, Minie.” Jeongguk murmured in a throaty voice. “Wanna steal you away even more now.”
Jimin’s chest fluttered at the close proximity and the alpha’s words. Taehyung suddenly appeared beside Jeongguk who traded places with him so it was Taehyung who now loomed over Jimin.
Long fingers clipped under Jimin’s chin and tilted him up to meet Taehyung’s searching eyes. Recognition melted across the alpha’s face, his gorgeous face that was dangerously close to Jimin’s. Personal space was never a concept when it came to Taehyung, Jimin would never forget that. All those platonic cuddles and touches, on top of endless doting, was why he fell so hard for him in the first place.
“Mimi?”
Their nicknames for him really brought nostalgia. Jimin gingerly cleared his throat. “Ah… hi.” A beat of silence passed before he tried again. “Hi, Taehyung.”
Taehyung leaned down and nosed along the column of his neck, brushing over his scent gland. Jimin’s toes curled in his boots.
“Damn, it really is you. It’s hard to tell without those grandpa clothes.” The alpha murmured distractedly as his eyes roamed Jimin’s body, eating up mouthwatering thighs and an otherworldly round ass he could see clear from the front.
“They’re comfortable.” Jimin mumbled defensively and crossed his arms.
“And you make them work, love.” Taehyung smiled his boxy smile. “You look-“
“Oh?? And who is this little cutie you guys are hogging?” A new voice, boisterous and slightly slurred with drunkenness, filled the room.
Taehyung looked irritated from being interrupted and turned to face the annoying disturbance.
Jimin eyed the new alpha tumbling over, coming from the group Jeongguk and Taehyung had been talking to, not blind to the hungry eyes pinned on his body. It was only then that he truly felt naked in his sheer shirt. The crop top stopped above his belly button, showing off his stomach and lower back. Despite there being a ribbon tied to the front in a bow, the fabric still revealed his entire chest and sides. He might as well be shirtless.
And then the alpha and his greasy staring disappeared from view. Jimin found himself once more staring up at Jeongguk, who stepped in and shielded him, gripping him by the chin with unreadable dark eyes.
“He’s ours, fuck off.”
He should object to being claimed but how Jeongguk said it and the way he looked at Jimin when he said it had the omega swallowing any protest.
“Tsk, stingy jerks always snatching the good ones.” The alpha muttered. Nonetheless, he backed down and slunk back over to the group.
A smart move. Going against Jeongguk and Taehyung was social suicide.
“How about we go somewhere private?” Taehyung suggested.
It was then Jimin realized the people around were watching them like they were some drama show. Perhaps their prying eyes were what possessed him to agree.
“Um, okay, let me just text my friends.”
✾
Jeongguk opened the door to his room, then stepped aside to let Jimin walk in first. The blond did with a quiet ‘thank you’ and brushed by carrying a tantalizing scent, and that colossally plump ass. Jeongguk couldn’t tear his eyes off it. The way it sat nice and snug in those jeans, its perfect shape enticing.
That went for the rest of Jimin’s body, which Jeongguk unapologetically found himself checking out for the umpteenth time. The rare times he glimpsed him from afar on campus, Jimin was always swallowed in baggy clothes. He looked cute every time but tonight what he had on showcased a sinful display. From head to toe and every inch of bare skin, every dip and line sculpting his body, drove Jeongguk feral.
On top of that, Jimin owned a number of lovely tattoos and Jeongguk had a weakness for inked skin. The alpha’s favorite, however, were the beautiful sequence of moons going down the center of his back. It started at the base of his neck with a crescent moon which curled around a couple of pretty moles Jimin had that resembled stars.
Jeongguk wanted to kiss them.
Instead he said, “Make yourself comfortable, Minie.”
Taehyung helped Jimin with doing just that. He took the omega by the hand and pulled him on Jeongguk’s bed with him, kicking off their shoes and settling them both against the neatly lined up pillows. Jeongguk grabbed 3 water bottles from his mini fridge before joining them, filling the vacant spot on Jimin’s other side. He took his shoes off as well and they thumped to the floor with a hollow thud.
It was surprisingly easy to slip into conversation. Jimin found the chemistry they had back in the day was still there and that alone was comforting. Time passed as they bounced from topic to topic and Jimin felt his nerves slowly melt away.
“This reminds me of our sleepover days.” Taehyung commented, playing with his almost empty water bottle. “We would take turns picking a movie and had our big pile of snacks. Sleeping bags pushed together like one giant nest and you were always in the middle, Mimi, our warm little heater.”
Jimin blushed. He recalled those memories clearly, snuggled between the two of them with their arms holding him.
“I‘m down for a sleepover.” Jeongguk said as he took his last swig of water before discarding the bottle.
And no, Jimin did not watch his Adam’s apple bob.
“We could’ve kept having them.” The omega said.
“Even after you started avoiding us?” Jeongguk questioned.
Jimin looked up at him surprised, even more taken aback by the emotions he saw swirling in those dark eyes. He felt confused and a little miffed considering they were the ones who stopped acting like they had time for him all those years ago.
He took a slow breath. “I admit I distanced myself away from you two but it got hard after you both presented. It felt like you guys were suddenly too busy for someone like me. You went to parties instead of the arcade with me and fooled around with omegas. I tried ignoring it at first. Tried to fit in where I obviously didn’t. But it sucked constantly feeling like a- a background so I just…made a quiet exit.”
“Well fuck.” Taehyung blew out. A strained chuckle left his lips. “All this time we thought you avoided us because we were alphas.”
What? Jimin whipped around to gape at the alpha. “Huh? Of course not, that didn’t bother me in the slightest.”
Taehyung offered a lopsided smile before scowling. “If that’s the case, how the fuck can you say ‘someone like me’ when we loved being around you? Even after we presented, you were still the only one we cared about.”
Jimin opened his mouth but words faltered.
Jeongguk chimed in, “Those parties sucked and the omegas never went past kissing. If anything, they were trial runs for you.”
Jimin was confused more than ever. He pointed to himself.
“Me?”
Jeongguk took Jimin’s hand and interlocked their fingers. “Minie, we’ve liked you since we were kids. Tae and I agreed that once you presented we would ask you out. We never wanted anyone but you. It’s always only been you. And I’m so sorry we made you feel unwanted, please know that was never our intention. Had we known that was why you pulled away, we wouldn’t have kept our distance. We really thought you had grown uncomfortable because of our status.”
“Oh.” Jimin swallowed. An array of emotions flooded through him. Well, fuck. They were all off course, weren’t they? “I liked you guys, too. I never imagined you felt the same way.”
Taehyung slid his hand into Jimin’s free one with a heavy sigh and squeezed gently. “How silly. We were crazy about you then and we are still insanely crazy about you now. Please date us, Mimi.”
Jeongguk made a soft rumbling noise as he leaned in and kissed Jimin’s cheek. “I really can’t stand the thought of you leaving here without being ours. I don’t want to wait anymore, Minie. I can’t.”
“We can’t.” Taehyung tilted Jimin to face him, fingers a gentle curl under the omega’s chin. “Do you understand, baby? How bad we want you?”
Jimin soaked up their words, trembling. He nodded, voice watery when admitted, “I want to be with you two.”
He earned twin pleased looks before Taehyung leaned in. “I’m gonna kiss you now.”
And it was a dream when the alpha did. Jimin closed his eyes and melted under the kiss, small hands gripping the front of Taehyung’s shirt. The alpha slid his arms around his waist and dragged him closer.
Jeongguk’s arms joined Jimin’s body as he came up behind the omega, large hands acquainting themselves with a tiny waist. He traced the delicate lines while mouthing the nape of Jimin’s smooth neck with hungry lips.
In a daze, Jimin suddenly recalled how his teen mind used to conjure up scenes similar to the one unfolding, over and over, but he never thought it would ever happen, never thought his feelings were reciprocated. It felt too good to be true nestled between their hard bodies. Surreal that their fingers journeyed his skin, exploring what his body had to offer.
The omega whined when a slick tongue wedged past his lips and entered his mouth with curling vigor. Taehyung licked every nook and cranny of Jimin’s mouth, obsessed with the softness and taste. Jimin’s lips were like clouds, pillowy and plump, addicting to suck and nibble on, all which Taehyung did.
From behind Jimin, Jeongguk had decorated a pathway of marks on his neck with his mouth, Jimin’s skin colored in purpleish tones. The shirt the omega had on was slowly but surely becoming a hindrance, blocking off unblemished flesh Jeongguk wanted to brand. Particularly the gorgeous moons. The alpha wanted to kiss each one and see just how far they went down Jimin’s alluring body.
“Minie, can I take this off?” Jeongguk asked, lips brushing Jimin’s ear as he gently tugged the omega’s shirt.
“These too?” Taehyung was referring to the skin tight jeans suctioned to Jimin’s thighs. As much as they looked sexy on the omega, Taehyung wanted nothing more than to feel skin on skin.
Jimin gave his consent and in seconds, he was left only in his black underwear. Jeongguk and Taehyung followed suit as they stripped themselves out of their clothes, both hobbling off the bed to get their underwear off. The omega wasn’t expecting the boing of their massive dicks when they bobbed into view and his eyes went wide. Of course on top of being chiseled fit they were packing.
“Oh? He likes what he sees.” Taehyung purred when he noticed Jimin’s round puppy-eyes gaze.
In all fairness, anyone would stare if they had the two hottest alphas on campus standing in front of them naked with their big dicks out. They matched fairly closely in size, even the impressive amount of thickness.
Jeongguk settled his hands on the waistband of Jimin’s underwear. “I wanna see too. May I?”
Heart thudding wildly in his chest, Jimin nodded and gasped softly as he was tugged across the bed and Jeongguk stood between his splayed legs. Tattooed fingers peeled off the last article of clothing leaving Jimin fully bare and exposed under the weighty stares of his childhood friends.
“Damn.” Taehyung mumbled appreciatively.
Jimin was burning on the spot as the alphas’ eyes roved down the length of his body, swallowing every exquisite detail. The baggy clothes the omega wore did good concealing his voluptuous shape, something he’d always been a little self conscious of. When Jimin had presented it was difficult to get accustomed to his new shape, hence why he hid away under mountains of clothes.
Jeongguk ran his hand down Jimin’s leg in a trance. He started from the top of his thigh and ended at a slender ankle which he lifted and brought to his lips. Buttery skin, smooth to touch. The alpha’s eyes darkened.
“You’re breathtaking.” Jeongguk continued leaving kisses on Jimin’s foot, nose brushing along the delicate arch before he turned his focus on adorable button toes.
Jimin’s heart was already racing a mile a minute but it accelerated when his toes disappeared into Jeongguk’s mouth. The omega’s first reaction was to pull his foot out but Jeongguk gripped him in place, fully content as he lapped between the small gaps of his toes.
Jimin thought his face would go up in flames. He never had his toes sucked before and the new sensation traveled an unexpectedly searing course through him. Little tingles formed hot spots on his body as Jeongguk curled his tongue around the pads of his toes. The alpha switched feet and dragged a small moan from Jimin.
A pretty sound, just as Jeongguk predicted.
Taehyung, who had left to retrieve lube and condoms, returned to the bed and ate up the lewd view Jimin was giving. The omega’s cheeks were apple red and his inner thighs were coated in slick. His flushed dick laid on his thigh drooling precum while his eyes were glazed over.
“Baby, how do you look wrecked already?”
Jimin covered his face. “Shut up.”
“You’re precious.” Taehyung sighed. “We’re gonna take care of you now, love, okay?”
With that being said, the flustered omega found himself at the head of the bed flat on his back with Taehyung at his side and his legs spread with Jeongguk making himself home between them. He whimpered when Taehyung suddenly wrapped a heavy hand around his dick and began stroking him. The alpha went on to Jimin’s ear, tracing the inside with the tip of his tongue before he sucked the earlobe into his mouth.
Jimin clenched his eyes shut before they flew back open when he felt something wet and hot on his hole. What- - was Jeongguk? He got his answer when hands spread his asscheeks and that wet something slipped inside him.
Oh fuck fuck, that was Jeongguk’s tongue.
Jimin spasmed under the first deep lick, the drag filthy against his walls. A honeyed cry ripped from his throat, the beginning of a symphony as Jeongguk plunged his tongue in over and over, a devilish loop that had tears forming in the corner of Jimin’s eyes. The alpha all but had his face pressed into the crease of Jimin’s ass, devouring the fall of relentless slick.
“Hahhh-nggg~” Jimin writhed as pleasure bloomed in his veins.
Everything felt heightened to the omega’s sensitive body. Taehyung’s hand still engulfed his dick and the alpha had moved on to sucking his neck which partnered immensely well with the act of getting eaten out. Both alphas owned talented mouths and were unraveling Jimin effortlessly with their arousing ministrations.
Jeongguk was a goner. Jimin’s taste, his flowing slick, was ambrosia and he couldn’t get enough of it no matter how far he curled his tongue in the omega’s clenching depths. Those dripping tight walls clung to him and sucked him in, enveloping the entire length of his tongue in mind maddening heat.
Being pressed so close to Jimin, Taehyung felt every quiver and tremor in his body. The omega truly was precious flushed all over and making mesmerizing sounds with his glazed, kissable lips. His body felt absolutely amazing under Taehyung’s hands and mouth, so responsive and soft to touch. The alpha let go of Jimin’s twitching dick and traveled further down where he met a mess of slick and Jeongguk’s working mouth.
“Make room, Jeon.” Taehyung called down to the other alpha.
Jeongguk ushered in a couple more languid strokes to Jimin’s soaked walls before dragging his tongue out the addicting snug warmth. His face was drenched in Jimin. He looked down at the omega’s slick smeared hole, the flesh puffy and rosy and wanted nothing more to dive back in.
Instead he watched Taehyung trace Jimin’s rim with a finger before pushing the digit through. It made a lewd squelch from the slick and spit gushing inside. Jimin whined from above them and Jeongguk’s dick jerked.
“Fuck, you feel so good Mimi.” Taehyung cursed. He was now three fingers knuckle deep inside Jimin’s pulsing heat and spread them along the omega’s wet walls, adding a fourth just to accommodate that extra stretch. He watched as slick dribbled between his fingers and disappeared between Jimin’s sculpted, sticky thighs.
“Turn him over.” Jeongguk rumbled out, eyes a replica of a starless night sky.
“On your knees, baby boy.” Taehyung purred as he flipped Jimin over.
Jimin felt like his body was experiencing an endurance run. Sweat stained his skin and matted his hair, while puffs of breaths seeped out his parted lips. He could barely hold himself up in the new position but then a pair of strong hands gripped his waist and dragged him upward, causing his chest to fall limp to the bed.
Jeongguk skimmed his fingers up and down the omega’s sides as he lowered his face down to the back of Jimin’s neck. He breathed in the rose petal scent before pressing a kiss smack center on the half moon etched prettily there. He made his way to the second one and the one after that, all the way down he kissed the moon trail until it ended but the alpha himself didn’t stop his descent. No, he slid his tongue down the omega’s crack, teasing the slippery seam with a few licks before sinking his teeth into the right cheek.
Jimin cried out at the sting but also because Taehyung’s fingers, lodged deep inside him still, pressed up against his sweet spot sending a flare of hot licking pleasure through his body.
“Oh, you squeeze wonderfully tight.” Taehyung murmured, eyes glinting. He slowly pulled his fingers out of Jimin and admired the glossy stain they were coated in before he brought them to his mouth. The alpha groaned at the delicious taste and sucked his fingers dry one by one.
No wonder Jeongguk was glued to Jimin’s ass.
But the alphas couldn’t ignore their aching dicks any longer. The cause of their arousal looked utterly fucked out for someone who hadn’t been fucked yet and Jeongguk and Taehyung were all too willing to change that.
“Come on up, love.” Taehyung gently pulled Jimin upright.
Jeongguk followed suit, serving as a pillar for the omega to lean back against. Once they were all on their knees, Jimin secured between the alphas, the mood shifted.
✾~ Present ~✾
How did he end up like this?
Teary mocha eyes gazed up at the ceiling, only seeing dancing spots and a plethora of blurry stars. A side effect that came with the unrelenting toe-curling pleasure currently spreading through Jimin’s body. Pleasure Jimin was surely dreaming about because this only ever happened in his dreams.
Their hands mapping out his body, sinfully inside and out, their heady scents washing over him, their lips sucking bruising marks into his vulnerable, unclaimed neck.
He had to be dreaming.
But the bodies embracing him were definitely solid and emanated heat that warmed his naked, flushed skin. Twin heavy hard-ons poking his lower back and at his thigh felt real. The bulbous tips smeared precum against his skin and mixed with his sticky, warm slick gushing down his inner thighs.
Jimin released a wobbly moan when a large hand suddenly engulfed his leaking dick, the touch searing. Taehyung. A different set of hands cupped his plump pectorals, long fingers tweaking his nipples until they were hardened nubs. Jeongguk. Jeongguk then traveled his hands down his waist, past his thick hips and landed on his ass, massaging the malleable globes apart. All the while the heated mouths attached to either side of his neck continued to brand possessive marks into his tender flesh.
“Fuck, how is your ass this fat? Wanna put it on my face so bad right now.” Jeongguk’s husky voice from behind him sent shivers down his spine.
“Mmm, wanna taste you all over.” Taehyung agreed in a low voice.
Taehyung’s hand felt right at home wrapped around his dick, the alpha pumping him in earnest and coaxed out the orgasm that had been precariously teetering on the edge, his lithe body trembling.
Jimin slumped back against Jeongguk, head lolling to the side on a broad shoulder. His nose bumped into smooth skin lathered in cinnamon candles and in his dazed state, the comforting scent conjured up a sense of warm nostalgia.
He really wasn’t dreaming, this was really happening.
Taehyung grabbed a condom which merely solidified the unfolding situation. Jimin watched him tear open the package and roll the protection on before generously lubing himself up.
Jeongguk shifted behind him and Jimin heard the telling crackle of a package being ripped open and knew the alpha was rolling a condom on too. He could feel the heat of it at his lower back and shivered.
The omega blinked in surprise when lips kissed the tip of his nose.
“Don’t worry Mimi, we’ll take it slow.” Taehyung reassured him with a boxy smile. The alpha settled against the pillows and gently tugged Jimin down to straddle him. “Promise.”
“I’m not worried.” The blond replied, lips pouty. He hugged his arms around Taehyung’s neck and pressed their chests together before quickly burying his face away into the alpha’s neck. He breathed in ginger with lemon undertones and sighed softly. “ ‘m ready.”
Taehyung withheld the coo dancing on the tip of his tongue and wrapped an arm around Jimin’s waist, holding him close. His other hand guided his throbbing length to the omega’s entrance.
“Relax and breathe, baby.”
That was Taehyung’s warning for Jimin before the omega felt unbearable pressure spiking up his backside. He gasped as he was penetrated albeit slowly but every inch felt like a knocking force.
“Oh fuck, y-you won’t fit.” Jimin rasped, eyes squeezed shut. His fingers dug into Taehyung’s back making crescent prints in the skin.
“I’m fitting, love. Just gotta work past the head and after that I promise it’ll feel better.” The alpha replied from a locked jaw, Jimin’s tightness almost too unbearable.
Jimin vaguely felt Jeongguk massaging his hips and his warm lips layering comforting kisses on the back of his neck and shoulders, wherever skin was available to him. Jimin appreciated it but there was no shaking the feeling of being moderately stretched, even after being licked and fingered open.
Even so, this was what he wanted and would endure it, wanting nothing more than to have both of them inside him. He knew it would feel good soon so Jimin relaxed himself as much as possible, breathing in and out slowly. Listening to Taehyung’s breathing helped as well, although each breath was strained and his hands on Jimin’s waist were like steel.
Time was treacherous. It felt like eons had passed before Taehyung fully bottomed out. The alpha was covered in a sheen layer of sweat simply from restraining himself from pounding up into Jimin’s heated passage.
“Fucking hell, Jimin.” Taehyung groaned. “Why the fuck are you so tight? My dick can’t breathe.”
Probably because it was lodged up Jimin’s gut.
“No one told you to have a big dick but you don’t hear me complaining.” Jimin tossed back in a winded tone. He looked down between their linked bodies and spotted the bulge in his stomach.
Fuckkk.
“And you never will.” The alpha answered cheekily.
Jimin made a face at the other and earned himself a sweet smooch on the lips.
“You ready for Jeongguk?”
The blond nodded and looked over his shoulder, eyes immediately meeting the aforementioned. “Mhm.” His eyes fell down where they landed on the dark haired alpha’s dick. From the looks of it, Jeongguk had already lathered himself in lube.
“I can wait if it’s too much.”
“No, I want you.” Jimin cupped Jeongguk’s cheek.
The alpha leaned into the touch as he shuffled in and lined his tip against Jimin’s hole. Jeongguk had watched every second of Taehyung entering Jimin, the process painstakingly slow and tedious. So the alpha captured Jimin’s lips, anchored his hands on the fattest set of asscheeks and snapped his hips forward, successfully sheathing himself in one go.
Jimin whimpered into Jeongguk’s mouth, chest heaving and vision and mind flickering.
The alpha broke away from the kiss with a growl. “Shit.”
“ Shit .” Taehyung agreed breathlessly when the heat surrounding his dick tightened viciously. Following shortly was sudden wetness on his abs and the alpha looked down to see Jimin’s dick oozing fresh cum.
Jimin attempted to catch his breath as he tucked his face into Taehyung’s neck. He didn’t expect Jeongguk to just slam in like that and force his already crowded walls to make space for his sheer size. But he did and the alpha was somehow at the perfect angle to collide with the omega’s prostate. It was surprising and the star blinding pleasure had Jimin coming from the impact. He felt dizzy and overstuffed and the aftermath of his orgasm left him tingling all over.
“Minie, you’re gripping.” Jeongguk groaned with his forehead pressed against the back of Jimin’s neck. His hands still cupped Jimin’s ass and he could see where he and Taehyung were connected with the omega. Jimin stretched around them impressively. “Fuck.”
The mixed sound of their heavy breathing filled the room for the next long minutes. Jimin used every second to get as adjusted as he could to the alphas slotted deep inside him. It was a feat but gradually he felt himself craving for movement.
“You can move now.” Jimin informed them.
The start was a bit rough and uncoordinated, however once Jeongguk and Taehyung found a steady rhythm to fall in, they had Jimin whining loudly in high pitched airy tones between them.
“Hah- mmmmn, there, right there-!”
Every thrust in, Jimin’s prostate was struck. It was a constant and ruthless loop when Jeongguk dragged his hips back and Taehyung snapped forward. They alternated filling the omega, marking Jimin from the inside. Bounced him off their dicks like a rag doll.
Jimin clung tightly to Taehyung’s shoulders moaning, nails scratching down the alpha’s back as he was pounded. He never thought sex could feel this electrifying and fulfilling. He loved Jeongguk’s hands on his hips pulling him down to meet aphrodisiac pleasure. He loved the little kisses Taehyung left on his skin. He loved the clap of his ass meeting their skin and the wet squelching of his hole getting fucked that echoed loudly in his ears.
And then the omega caught another sound, one that rang crisp and oddly familiar. At first Jimin thought one of them smacked his ass but he didn’t feel any stinging. The clapping continued coming from above his head so he looked up in confusion and, just in time, saw hands high fiving.
High fiving.
What-
Jimin gave Taehyung a questioning and adorably stern look but the alpha suddenly found interest in his nipples. He looked behind him to see Jeongguk but the other ducked his face into his neck and began sucking and kissing it with fervor.
The omega let it go for now as he was wrapped back under the throes of pleasure.
Jimin spread his chubby fingers across his stomach, caressing the twin bulges shifting under his skin. He whined softly, arching back into Jeongguk who sucked hungrily on a sensitive patch of his neck. The alpha’s hands were on his hips as he fucked into Jimin’s passage, addicted to the heated softness it provided.
Taehyung still had his lips suctioned around Jimin’s nipple, tongue twisting and circling the chocolate nub around before grazing it with his teeth. He held the blond by the waist as he rolled his hips up into Jimin’s swollen tightness. It turned him on to feel the slight shift of the omega’s hips rolling to meet his.
“Can we- shit - knot you?” Taehyung panted, feeling himself finally snap.
Jimin nodded frantically, nearly purring at the thought of them knotting him. “Yes, yes, please- ‘m close -“
“Me too.” Jeongguk grunted. His pace grew sloppy and he couldn’t stop staring at the way Jimin’s ass squished against his groin every time he slammed against them. The sight only spurred on his approaching orgasm.
A chant of low growls spilled from Taehyung as he neared his peak, chasing it with an unsteady pace. Jimin’s slicked hole applied delicious pressure around his length, coaxing his climax which he felt stirring.
Jimin relinquished his hold on Taehyung and fisted the rumpled sheets instead. He buried his face into the alpha’s neck, wailing moans bouncing off the walls and reaching a crescendo as the familiar throb in his lower body advanced into a full body quaking orgasm. The omega trembled while spurting out ropes of cum.
Jeongguk cursed when his thrusts faltered from the suffocating grip Jimin squeezed his dick in. He shifted off his knees to his feet and mounted the omega, fucking harshly between the jiggling cheeks as his knot formed. He watched himself plunge through Jimin’s stretched rim, the flesh puffy and pink, and so goddamn soaked. It was wetter inside and Jeongguk’s trim hips stuttered when he finally sealed his knot through the drenched barrier and spilled his thick load into the condom.
Taehyung unraveled seconds after, fucking Jimin in a frenzie of thrusts until his knot caught. It barely fit but Jimin took the swell nonetheless and Taehyung let out a drawn out moan as he emptied inside the omega. Above the loud rushing in his ears and despite being so heavily rooted in Jimin, he could hear his cum sloshing lewdly in its latex prison.
“Fuck, my dick is numb.” Taehyung slurred. He gazed up at the ceiling while sluggishly combing Jimin’s hair, the omega passed out on his shoulder.
“I think he broke mine.” Jeongguk marveled at the round ass consuming his dick or whatever was left of it. Without looking away, he raised his hand.
Taehyung slapped it. “We did that.”
The lifelong dream of getting their omega was finally achieved.
“Okay, let’s get him on his side. I don’t want to crush him. Even though his ass is a dreamy pillow.” Jeongguk said.
Together the alphas maneuvered carefully around until Jimin was safely tucked in their arms in a position where their knots wouldn’t pull or tug him and waited for him to wake up.
They didn’t wait long.
Close to fifteen minutes went by before Jimin moaned and blinked his eyes open. He didn’t recall when he closed them but the first thing greeting him were Taehyung’s warm eyes.
“Hi.” The alpha smiled.
Jimin returned one of his own, chest fluttering. “Hi.”
“Hi.” Jeongguk squeezed Jimin’s hip.
Jimin’s smile bloomed just a little more.
“God Mimi, you’re actually the fucking prettiest.” Taehyung would always be weak against those puffy crescent eyes. “Okay but what I wanted to say is sorry we haven’t cleaned you up yet, we’re still quite attached.”
Jimin blushed. “It’s okay.” He enjoyed their knots nestled in him.
“How’re you feeling?” Jeongguk murmured.
“Like I was sucked into a tornado and spat out, but in a good way.”
Taehyung raised his hand this time. Jeongguk brought their palms together and-
Once again, the thunder clap of a high five filled the room.
“Taking that as a compliment considering that was our first time.”
Jimin, who opened his mouth ready to confront them about their happy slapping, snapped it shut before gaping at Taehyung.
“Your first time?” The omega repeated, shocked.
“We’ve done other stuff but never went all the way. We wanted our first time with you.” Jeongguk explained, nose nuzzling behind Jimin’s ear. kissed the skin behind the little curve, noting another tattoo, small and pretty.
Flustered, Jimin covered his face. “Oh.”
“You made it memorable and worth the wait, love.” Taehyung gently tugged Jimin’s hands down, pressing kisses to each finger.
The omega watched with burning cheeks.
Jeongguk tenderly kissed Jimin’s shoulder. “Minie, I hope you know we’re never letting you go again. You’re it for us.”
“Yup, you’re stuck with us now.”
Jimin melted, cheeks still retaining that rosy tint and smiled softly. “That’s not a bad thing. It won’t ever be.”
And later on when they finally got to clean up and change, Jimin, drowning in one of Jeongguk’s black shirts and heavily scented from both alphas, said alphas he was cuddled between, he sighed happily. Burying his face into Jeongguk’s neck, he felt home rush into his lungs when he inhaled.
Nope, not a bad thing at all.
✾