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Quick and painless.

All he needed was one thing. One item. He would be in and out in less than five minutes.

He was still in the same suit he wore to the office that morning, and though he didn’t want any of his coworkers recognizing him in a store like this, he knew he couldn’t go home empty handed. His rut was due to start any day now - And he couldn’t afford to be without this.

Minho had spent almost all of his ruts entirely on his own, and the only reason he had remained sane throughout the years was his favorite lube - Omegalicious. It was a milky translucent liquid, one that shimmered with pearlescence, and, as tacky as the name was, it had the same vicious consistency of an omega’s natural slick.

It replicated the feel of an omega perfectly, all without needing the intimacy or vulnerability of sharing his rut with another person, and, as much as he hated to admit it, Omegalicious was Minho’s key to surviving the last several years completely alone.

He didn’t mind spending his ruts alone at all. He preferred it that way, actually. Being alone meant that no one could hurt him. And with his favorite lube, being alone was actually pleasurable.

He had already taken the next week of work off in preparation for his rut, but if he didn’t pick up a new bottle of his favorite lube before he locked himself in, he would be doomed. He needed to do this now, still dressed in his work clothes, if he had any chance of enduring his rut in peace.

Thankfully, unlike the busy streets of Seoul that surrounded him, the sex store was relatively quiet. There were a few walking around, all minding their business, shopping for their own unique needs. Minho knew exactly what he needed, making a beeline towards the ‘Alpha’ section of the store, eyes scanning for what he was looking for.

Except, it was missing.

There were several bottles of lube lined up on the shelves, but Omegalicious was gone from the lineup, nowhere to be found.

Well, that last part wasn’t entirely true.

In the entire store, only one bottle of Omegalicious remained - And right now, it was being held by another alpha, the other man standing in the middle of the aisle, his eyes scanning the wall of various sex toys in front of him.

Fuck.

Minho immediately started to panic, knowing that he needed that bottle of Omegalicious if he had any hope of enduring his rut alone. But he was clueless on how to confront the other alpha without making an absolute fool of himself.

‘Hey, I need that bottle of lube, it’s the only one that works for me–’

‘This is gonna sound really weird but I need that Omegalicious please–’

‘Listen, I don’t want to have to beg, but I will if I need to–’

“Excuse me?” Minho blinked a few times as he realized the other alpha had turned to face him now, trying to get his attention. The other man was a bit shorter than he was, with large, brown eyes that looked up at Minho from underneath the baseball cap he wore, his mouth hidden by a black face mask he wore. “Between these two toys, what would you pick? I feel like the sleeve would be nice, with the textures and all, but maybe I need something more realistic.” He asked simply.

In one hand, he held a transparent silicone sleeve, one that was fully textured inside. In his other hand was a skin-colored silicone ass, which he didn’t seem to be ashamed to be holding in the slightest.

But Minho’s face burned, feeling his ears and cheek flush a bright red as he stood there, mouth agape, unsure why the fuck this was happening to him.

“Uh…” Minho stuttered as he tried to find the words. A quick glance over his shoulder proved to him that the other alpha wasn’t speaking to anyone else, as they were the only two people here in the aisle. But… why? “Um, I don’t work here.” He tried to explain awkwardly, wondering why his suit didn’t give him away as an office worker.

“I know that. If I ask a worker, I know they’ll just tell me to buy the more expensive one.” The smaller alpha rolled his eyes a little, holding both of his hands out towards Minho a little further. “Which one would you pick?” He asked again, completely serious.

Minho’s eyes flickered a few times between the alpha’s eyes, the two toys he held, and the bottle of Omegalicious lube tucked into the fold of his arm. And when it was clear that the other alpha wouldn’t move on without an answer, he finally decided to answer.

“If it were me, I’d pick the clear sleeve.” Minho blushed brighter as he answered, watching as the other alpha’s eyes squinted happily, setting down the silicone ass he held. Minho actually had that silicone toy at home, and after so many years, he could probably use a new one. But seeing the clear sleeve piqued his interest. “The textures inside are probably really nice. And with that lube, you’ll be able to see the shimmer from inside.” He commented quietly to explain his choice, and the other alpha cocked up an eyebrow at that, taking the bottle of Omegalicious into his hand and examining the label a little closer.

“Is that right? I’ve never used this lube before, but I’ve heard great things about it. And since it’s my first rut alone, I figured I should treat myself to only the best.” The other alpha chuckled a bit, meeting Minho’s eyes again. “Thank you…” He trailed off a little, and it took a moment for Minho to realize that the other man was prompting him for his name.

“Minho! My name is Minho.” He rushed to say as he blushed more, a little in disbelief that he was having this conversation and revealing his name to a random stranger in the middle of a sex store. But the other alpha didn’t seem bothered at all, his cheeks poking out from behind his mask as he smiled wider.

“Thank you, Minho. My name is Jisung, it’s nice to meet you.” The stranger, Jisung, bowed his head a bit, glancing down at Minho’s empty hands. “I’m sorry about bothering you during your shopping.” He apologized playfully, teasing Minho about the fact that he hadn’t picked out a single product yet.

“That’s alright, you didn’t bother me at all.” Minho shook his head a bit, glancing at the bottle of lube in Jisung’s hand again. This was an opening, and it was probably the only one he would get. He needed to act quickly. “I-I actually came to get a bottle of Omegalicious lube for myself. But I see you took the last one…” He pointed out as he shifted his weight on his feet.

It was Jisung’s turn to look surprised now, glancing at the various bottles of lube on the shelves to confirm what Minho said. Blushing as their eyes met again, Jisung bowed his head a little, this time in apology. “Oh, I see. I’m sorry…” His words were quiet, but Minho didn’t want an apology. He just wanted the bottle of lube for himself. But the way Jisung gripped the bottle tighter now, he knew it wasn’t going to happen.

“That’s alright. It’s your first rut alone, you need it more than I do.” Minho bowed his head in acceptance, remembering how difficult and painful his first solo rut had been. It wouldn’t be comfortable, but he could make another bottle of lube work, just this once. “Since it’s your first time alone, make sure you stock up on plenty of food, give yourself time to rest and hydrate in between knots–” He advised quietly, giving the other alpha the advice he wished he would have had several years ago.

“Would you like to share it?” Jisung offered quietly, his words silencing Minho immediately. Meeting the other man’s eyes, Minho could see how much he was blushing, his ears a bright red, but his words were entirely sincere. “The lube, I mean. It can’t be easy going solo during a rut. And I don’t want to deprive you of something that helps.” He explained softly, and though it was a kind offer, Minho couldn’t help but think about how fucking stupid it was.

How desperate did this alpha think he was?

Extremely desperate, obviously.

But Jisung must have been right, because the next words out of Minho’s mouth surprised even him.

“If you don’t mind, I would love to share.” Minho agreed without truly thinking about what the words meant, holding out both of his hands. “Here, I’ll even pay for it all.” He offered, realizing just how desperate he was to get his hands on that bottle of lube, even if it meant paying for another alpha’s sex toy.

“No, no, that’s alright, I’ll pay. Come on.” Jisung insisted as he started to walk past Minho, headed in the direction of the cash register.

And like the desperate, stupid alpha he was, Minho followed behind the smaller man, still blushing furiously.

Just as Jisung said he would, he paid for both items. As Minho offered to pay for half, the other alpha just waved a hand to dismiss him, placing his card into the terminal as the worker began to place their items in a discreet black bag. Their transaction complete, Jisung took the bag as he turned to leave the store, with Minho still following directly behind him.

“Now, you said we need to stock up on food, we should get to the grocery store before it gets too late.” Jisung suggested as they stepped out onto the sidewalk, starting to walk over to a large black SUV that was parked a few feet away at a parking meter.

Minho stood there in shock for several moments after that, trying to process what just happened in the last few seconds.

We?

How did Minho’s solo rut turn into a ‘we’ thing?

But before he could even process that, he couldn’t believe that Jisung even owned a car.

It wasn’t an insult - With how congested everything was in Seoul, most people didn’t own a car, usually using public transport or walking to get where they needed to go. Hell, Minho used the subway every day on his commute to work, and he had a well-paying office job. It was expensive to live in the city.

And Jisung had a fucking massive SUV.

And maybe Minho could have guessed it, there were plenty of filthy rich people who lived in Seoul and owned their own cars, but Jisung didn’t look like he was one of those people.

Along with his baseball cap and black face mask, Jisung wore an oversized black hoodie and baggy blue jeans, old scuffed Converse on his feet. He looked like a normal person, someone who ate dinner at a local convenience store and used the public bus to get around the city.

Suddenly, Minho didn’t feel so guilty that Jisung had paid for everything.

But he still wasn’t sure what Jisung meant by ‘we’.

“You want to go shopping for groceries with me? What, shopping together in a sex store wasn’t bonding enough for you?” Minho tried to tease a bit as Jisung opened the driver’s side door, but the other alpha wasn’t laughing, still smiling as he nodded his head.

“Well, since we’ll be sharing a bottle of lube for the week, I figure we should both have some of our favorite foods as well.” Jisung explained with a shrug, climbing into the driver’s seat. “We’re about to spend the next week together, we should start bonding now before things get weird.” He rationalized as he closed the door, leaving Minho standing on the sidewalk.

Oh.

So that’s what he meant.

Minho still believed that he was going to be solo for this rut.

But when agreed to share the bottle of lube with Jisung, the other alpha must have believed he’d been saved from enduring his first rut alone. And while Minho wasn’t sure how he was going to break the news to Jisung, he knew he’d have to set the record straight soon.

Except he didn’t.

As soon as he climbed into the car, Jisung cheerfully began explaining the types of food he wanted to get, as well as some essentials they would need to pick up. He started brainstorming shows and movies they could both watch once they got too tired, and somewhere along the way, Minho decided that maybe this wasn’t such a bad thing.

He’d been alone for years and years. And while Jisung was a stranger, he was nice enough. And it wasn’t like they would have sex or anything - They both just needed to get through the next week, and now, they could both share the tools they needed to make it possible.

Minho pushed the carriage as they made their way through the grocery store, with Jisung walking ahead of him and putting countless things inside the basket. Fresh fruit and vegetables, raw meat, enough ramen to last them a month, a few bottle of soju, and so much fucking junk food. It was almost laughable, and Minho couldn’t help but smile, but he didn’t interrupt Jisung at all, the other alpha walking animatedly in front of him as he continued to add more items to their haul.

By the time they were done, the carriage was overflowing with food. And thankfully, Jisung insisted on paying for all of it, refusing once again as Minho offered to cover at least half of it.

It took a while for them to load everything into the back of Jisung’s car, but Minho was still just caught up in the whirlwind of this afternoon. Never in a million years could he have guessed that a trip to the sex store would set him up for a week with a random stranger. But he wasn’t mad in the slightest - If anything, he found himself feeling excited, his heart racing with an odd mix of curiosity and anxiety, something he hadn’t felt in years.

As they got back inside the car, Minho wasn’t surprised when Jisung asked for his address. After this crazy afternoon, nothing Jisung did could really surprise him. It was either going to be Jisung’s apartment or his - And considering Minho hadn’t prepared to be away from his apartment for the next week, he was glad they were going to his place.

Minho’s apartment was simple. It was humble living, a basic one bedroom and one bathroom apartment, the perfect size for him and his cat, Dori. He kept his home neat and tidy, a fact that he was grateful for now that he was getting unexpected company.

Both he and Jisung loaded up their arms full of food as they stumbled into the elevator, starting to head upstairs together. This was a little crazy - Minho didn’t even know Jisung’s full name, or what his face even looked like, but he and the other alpha had connected easily, the conversation flowing between them seamlessly. It felt more like an impromptu sleepover between best friends, and less like a random agreement to share a bottle of lube with a stranger.

When they arrived at the apartment, Dori was quick to greet them at the door, and while Minho was unsure how Jisung felt about cats, he realized he would have nothing to worry about. As soon as Jisung set down the groceries he held, he reached for the brown cat, holding her in his arms as he walked around the apartment.

“Your place is cute. You live here alone?” Jisung asked from where he stood in the living room, appreciating some of the artwork and picture frames that Minho had hanging on the walls.

“I do, yeah. My family lives in Gimpo, I’m the only one crazy enough to make the move to Seoul.” Minho explained as he started to put the food away into their respective places in his kitchen. His cupboards were never this filled, and it far more than the two of them truly needed, but he would never complain about free groceries. “What about you? Do you have to call anyone and tell them you’re not coming home?” He asked curiously, glancing over at Jisung again.

He froze in place as he realized the other alpha had finally removed the mask he had worn all afternoon. And to match his large brown eyes, Jisung had round cheeks and a heart-shaped smile, that smile growing as their stares met.

“No, I live alone too. I haven’t had contact with my family for a few years now, but I was also crazy enough to move to Seoul.” Jisung admitted, his smile looking too joyful for someone who spoke about being estranged from their family. Minho wondered if it was a real smile, or if it was just another mask to stop Minho from asking more questions. Either way, Jisung didn’t linger on the topic for long. “What should we have for dinner?” He asked as he sat on the living room couch, letting Minho know that regardless of what they had, he wouldn’t be participating in the cooking.

But Minho couldn’t even find it in himself to be angry. Jisung had bought everything after all - The least Minho could do was make him a meal.

As Minho cooked in the kitchen, Jisung cuddled with Dori on the couch, the cat curled up and purring against his chest. Minho carried their plates of food into the living room so they could eat together, and they opened a bottle of soju as well, deciding to share it over their dinner.

Minho didn’t drink often, but it did help him relax a bit. And clearly, alcohol had the same effect on Jisung.

“You’ve got a good job, a cute cat, a clean apartment, great cooking skills, and a handsome face. So, of course, I have to ask…” Jisung’s cheek were flushed red after he took another shot, a clear sign that he had gotten a little tipsy. “Why the fuck is an alpha like you spending your rut alone?” He asked genuinely with a tilt of his head.

Minho sat on the couch cushion beside Jisung, petting Dori where she was curled up on his lap. He could feel his own cheeks warming with the alcohol in his system, but it wasn’t influencing his thoughts at all, still thinking clearly. “Well, I’ve only ever spent my rut with someone I was dating at the time. And after my rut, without fail, I got broken up with. The first time, I thought it was a fluke. The second and third time, I realized there must've been something that I did wrong. So I just save myself from the hurt now and go solo.” Minho explained with a small shrug.

He hadn’t had sex with anyone else in years as a result, and while it was lonely at times, it also saved him from a broken heart. Clearly, something bad happened every time he lost control during a rut, even if he couldn’t remember it clearly. It was just easier to be alone like this.

“That sounds very frustrating, I’m sorry.” Jisung pouted his sympathy, pouring both of them another round of shots. “I think it’s hard for anyone that’s not an alpha to truly understand just how disorienting a rut can be. The blinding fever, the debilitating body aches, the uncontrollable instinctual urges… It’s really hard to deal with, harder than betas and omegas really give us credit for.”  He sympathized with a sigh, but Minho nodded along, feeling like finally, someone understood what he went through every month.

“Right? It’s extremely difficult.” Minho sighed as well, raising his shot to his lips but not swallowing it back. Instead, he watched as Jisung tipped his head backwards, his gaze lingering on the bobbing of the other alpha’s throat as he swallowed instead. He waited until Jisung met his eyes again, smiling a bit as he held the shot glass against his bottom lip. “What about you? You’re just a few years younger than me, you’ve had several ruts by now. Any particular reason why you’re spending it alone for the first time?” He asked as he cocked an eyebrow.

Jisung held his stare for a few moments, but carefully, the other alpha reached for his shot glass, pulling it away from his lips. Without explanation, Jisung drank Minho’s shot for himself, sighing loudly as he sat the glass back down on the table, as if he needed one more sip of alcoholic courage to speak the truth.

“The life I live… I don’t really get close to anyone on an emotional level. My first and only relationship ended in a really messy breakup, so I just keep things casual now. It’s easier that way.” Jisung started to explain, his words suddenly serious for the first time all day, but Minho nodded in understanding as he listened closely. “Usually, I can find someone to spend my rut with, even if it’s just for the night. But this month, I wasn’t able to finalize any plans in time. So it’s just me and my hand, I guess.” He chuckled a little, but his bravado from earlier had disappeared. In its place, a shy, unsure version of Jisung’s previous self now sat beside him, the alpha rubbing his arms nervously. “Is it difficult? To be alone?” He asked in a whisper, and Minho couldn’t help but frown a little in sympathy.

“A little. Especially at the beginning.” Minho was honest with him, wishing that he would have known what to expect the first time he had been alone. “If there’s any advice I can offer, it’s to not ignore your instincts. Bite the pillow, scratch the sheets, scream until your chest feels lighter – Whatever your inner alpha wants, just let it live and breathe through you. Fighting it just makes it worse.” He explained quietly, and Jisung nodded slowly as he processed his words, truly taking them to heart.

“When is your rut supposed to start?” Jisung asked in a whisper, and Minho was surprised it had taken them this long to actually address the elephant in the room.

It was so easy to forget why they were here, what brought them together, especially since they got along so easily. Minho planned on asking Jisung later that night if the conversation hadn’t been brought up, but now seemed like a good time to start the discussion.

The next week was going to be intense for both of them. They needed a plan.

“I believe I have a couple more days. Monday, if my tracking is accurate.” Minho explained calmly. It was only Friday night, but he fully expected his fever to start within the next 24 hours. Then again, there was one more factor to consider, one that Minho couldn’t have anticipated. “Then again, if you start your rut first, it could trigger mine to come early.” He stated simply, but he didn’t miss the way Jisung swallowed thickly, turning his head towards the TV across the room. “When does your rut start, Jisung?” He asked plainly, not avoiding the question at all.

They had put an anime on the TV, leaving it to play quietly in the background, neither one of them paying it any real attention. But Jisung couldn’t seem to look away from the screen now, the animation reflecting in his large, brown eyes.

“Tomorrow. Probably.” Jisung whispered, still not looking at Minho. “Where, uh, should I go? During everything?” He asked awkwardly, as if the gravity of the situation was really starting to weigh on him.

He was spending his rut in a stranger’s home, completely alone and out of his element. Of course, it made sense that he was getting nervous. Minho was wondering when it would sink in for him.

“You can take the bedroom, of course. I’ll stay out here in the living room with Dori.” Minho reassured him with a smile, hesitating before placing a gentle hand on Jisung’s thigh, squeezing lightly to get the younger alpha’s attention. “I’ll make sure you eat and drink enough in between waves, promise. You’ll be just fine. You can do this.” He encouraged genuinely, watching as Jisung slowly turned his head to face him, a nervous smile spreading across his features.

“Thank you, Minho.” Jisung thanked him quietly, but Minho knew his words were sincere. And while Minho didn’t need to be thanked, simply treating the younger alpha the way he wished someone would have treated him all those years ago, he appreciated the gesture.

After that, Minho cut off their soju access for the night, placing bottles of water on the coffee table instead. Gradually, Jisung’s behavior turned happy and playful once again, their conversation shifting into something more casual and friendly. They were still getting to know each other, and thankfully, they were similar in many ways, so it was easy to find a connection.

But there was no denying what was looming over them. And as they settled down for the night, it felt all the more real.

While Jisung had the bedroom to himself, they would have to share the bathroom that was located off to the side of the living room. And because Jisung hadn’t prepared a bag to spend the week away from his apartment, Minho had to provide basic needs for him.

Minho set up a spare toothbrush on the bathroom counter, showed Jisung the drawers in his bedroom where he kept his underwear, shirts, and shorts. Jisung had thanked Minho several more times, but Minho assured him that it wasn’t a big deal, not really.

All of this was happening because of a bottle of lube, which was still a little laughable.

But as someone who knew how vital Omegalicious lube was during a solo rut, Minho realized this was actually the best case scenario for both of them.

Minho would have access to the one tool that offered him any sort of relief during his rut. And Jisung wouldn’t have to go through his first rut entirely on his own, without any support.

Wishing Jisung a goodnight, Minho settled on the living room couch with one of the pillows from his bed, pulling one of his spare blankets over his body. He stripped down to just a pair of boxers instead of changing into pajamas and started to settle down, welcoming Dori to lay down on his chest.

It wasn’t the most comfortable sleep, but Minho knew it wouldn’t be. Nothing about a rut week was comfortable - He better get used to it sooner rather than later.

The next morning, Minho woke up first, deciding to walk around the apartment in just his boxers instead of changing into the slacks and button down shirt he had worn to work the day prior. He could hear Jisung snoring softly inside the bedroom, so he opted to leave the other alpha alone, starting to make breakfast for the both of them and feed Dori.

Minho was just setting their plates down onto the small table in the kitchen when he heard the bedroom door open. Looking over, he could see Jisung dressed in the same black hoodie from the day before, but he wasn’t wearing his hat, or his jeans.

The other alpha stumbled sleepily into the kitchen, thin tan legs in full view, his long, curly black hair falling down into his face. If Minho could use any word to describe him, it probably would have been ‘cute’.

But that was before he detected the change in Jisung’s scent.

That was anything but cute.

Like his own scent, Jisung’s alpha scent was rich and warm, earthy and natural. It was so subtle yesterday that Minho hardly noticed it. But overnight, there had been a very obvious shift.

Jisung’s scent was so strong and bitter that it burned Minho’s nose, the older alpha doing his best not to cringe as Jisung sat beside him at the table. Minho knew his own scent when he entered rut was also pretty awful - He had no grounds to judge Jisung on something entirely out of his control.

“Good morning, Jisung.” Minho greeted him politely, coughing softly when the back of his throat burned with the bitterness of Jisung’s scent. “How did you sleep?” He asked as he raised his mug of coffee to his lips, trying to dilute the intensity in which Jisung’s scent invaded his senses.

“Pretty good, actually. Your bed was really comfy, and had your scent all over it.” Jisung smiled awkwardly, meeting Minho’s eyes before looking at the plate of food in front of him. Minho had offered to change the bed into new sheets last night, but Jisung was insistent on keeping Minho’s previous sheets on, rationalizing that they’d have to change the sheets at the end of their ruts anyway.  “Thank you for making breakfast, by the way. How did you sleep?” He asked as he reached for his silverware.

“Not too bad. The couch was comfortable enough.” Minho shrugged a little, gradually starting to get used to Jisung’s scent. It was still so aggressive that it had extinguished a bit of his appetite, but he didn’t want Jisung to know that, still sipping at his coffee as he stalled. “Dori was happy about the sleeping arrangements. I think she slept on my face for most of the night.” He chuckled a little, making Jisung laugh as well.

“I’m sure she did. Sounds like she had the best sleeping spot out of the three of us.” Jisung teased as he looked over at the cat, Dori still eating her own breakfast on the other side of the kitchen. After a moment, he turned his head back to Minho, looking at him for a few heartbeats as he bit his bottom lip. And then finally, he dropped his gaze to his plate, moving his food around with his chopsticks but not lifting anything to his lips. “I stink, don’t I?” He asked under his breath, as if he already knew why Minho hadn’t started eating yet.

“It’s really not that bad. It’s completely normal.” Minho wasn’t going to lie to Jisung, especially when it seemed the alpha was already aware. “Just wait, my scent is just as bad as yours, if not worse.” He insisted, but Jisung just pouted deeper.

“It’s never been this bad before.” Jisung whispered as he brought his own wrist to his nose, sniffing at his scent gland there and cringing. “Maybe I just need a shower.” He mumbled, pulling the sleeves of his hoodie down into his hands and holding them there, keeping his skin covered.

“It gets worse during a solo rut. It’s your body sensing that there’s no one around to breed with, so your scent gets a lot more intense. It’s like one last call out to all the betas and omegas around you who might be interested.” Minho explained calmly, having dealt it with himself so many times that it became his norm. Lifting up his silverware, Minho stifled another cough as he took his first bite of food, trying to ease Jisung a bit. “A shower will help you feel, but the stink won’t really go away, and that’s okay.” He offered Jisung a smile, and though he still looked a little upset, the other alpha visibly relaxed.

They ate together quietly after that, both of them still trying to wake up fully. Jisung had a few questions, mainly about what to expect that day as he entered his rut, and though Minho answered him, he also stressed that ruts were a little bit different for everyone. Jisung wouldn’t truly know what he was dealing with until he started.

Once they finished eating, Jisung offered to clean up while Minho excused himself from the kitchen. Before Jisung hunkered down in the bedroom, he decided to pull a new outfit out of his drawers, heading into the bathroom to take a quick shower of his own so he wouldn’t get in Jisung’s way.

By the time Minho stepped out into the living room, freshly showered and wearing shorts and t-shirt, he found Jisung sitting on the floor of the living room, his back resting against the couch, as he held Dori in his arms. Though his dark curls fell down into his face, Minho could see how flushed his skin was, and he imagined the fever must have started to kick in.

Frowning softly, Minho retrieved a bottle of pain relief and fever reducer, pouring a couple pills into his hand and grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge. He returned with both items in his hands, soundlessly crouching in front of Jisung. Slowly, as if in a daze, the smaller alpha raised his head to meet Minho’s eyes, and then glanced down at the items in his extended hands.

“It’s starting, isn’t it?” Minho pried softly, watching as Jisung nodded his head shallowly in confirmation. “Here, take medicine and drink up. A hot shower will help the muscle aches as well.” He insisted softly, passing the pills into Jisung’s hand and opening the bottle of water for him.

Minho had to care for himself like this every rut, had to ease his own pain, even when he felt absolutely miserable. There was a large part of him that sympathized with Jisung, the fear and pain the younger alpha must have been experiencing. The least he could do was offer the most basic amount of help.

Besides, there was nothing he could do to ease the full extent of Jisung’s pain. That part was inevitable. But for now, he could help where he could.

Jisung silently swallowed back the pills and chugged the entire bottle of water down, Minho watching the soft bobbing of his throat as he did so. Dori was chirping from where she laying down in Jisung’s lap, but Minho carefully picked her up, knowing that Jisung would need to stand.

With a sigh, Jisung carefully rose to his feet, rubbing the back of his neck as he took a few steps in the direction of the bathroom. But as he arrived at the door, he lingered in the threshold, looking back at where Minho stood in the middle of the living room, still holding Dori in his arms.

Minho didn’t know why he was still staring at Jisung as he walked away. But the other alpha meeting his eyes made his blush brightly.

“Hey, Minho?” Jisung called to him quietly, bracing the doorway with one of his hands. “You promise to stay here with me, right? You won’t leave?” He asked softly, seeking that last little bit of reassurance, an innocence in his words that made Minho smile brightly.

“I’ll be here the whole time, Jisung. We’re both locked in now. Neither one of us are leaving this apartment for the next week.” Minho reassured him with a nod, a smile slowly blossoming on the younger alpha’s features as well.

“Good. Because I really don’t think I could have done this alone…” Jisung breathed, turning to face the bathroom door again. “Thank you, Minho.” He added one last time before he closed the doorway behind him, the shower water starting a moment later.

Minho didn’t know why he stood there for several moments afterwards, still just watching the closed door, listening to the sound of moving water as Jisung stepped under the stream. It was only when Dori squirmed in his arms that he snapped back to reality, blushing brightly as he forced himself to do something else instead of standing there like an idiot.

Jisung wasn’t in the shower for very long, but by the time he came out, Minho had made sure the bedroom was ready for his first day of rut. He had lined up several bottles of water on the nightstand, alongside the bottle of Omegalicious lube and the transparent sleeve Jisung had bought the day prior. He laid out a few extra blankets at the end of the bed, just in case Jisung wanted to attempt building a nest - Or, more realistically speaking, if he ripped up the bedsheets.

He was just wrapping up as Jisung entered the bedroom, his hair still dripping beads of water down onto his shoulders, his chest bare as he stood with the towel wrapped around his hips, a couple black ink tattoos adorning Jisung’s chest and the side if his body. Minho tried not to let his gaze linger on the exposed tan skin, but he could see Jisung’s body was well defined with muscle, something the older alpha never would have anticipated with how baggy Jisung’s clothing was. Jisung was small and lean with a well sculpted body - But the only word Minho could seem to use to describe his face was still ‘cute’.

“Are you ready for this?” Minho opened up the conversation again as he looked over Jisung’s grim expression. The younger alpha looked like he was going to be sick, his face flushed even more than before, and Minho wasn’t sure anymore what was beads of water from his shower or sweat forming on his skin from fever. “Listen, don’t worry so much. You’ve done this before, it’s really not so different doing it alone. You have lube, you have a toy, and you’ve got me here to help too.” He insisted with a reassuring smile, placing one of his hands on Jisung’s shoulder to comfort him, but he wasn’t prepared for the heat that radiated off the other alpha. Almost instantly, as soon as Minho touched Jisung, his fingers felt like they were being burned, retracting them away quickly.

He had no idea how Jisung was still standing. The other alpha was falling into his rut headfirst, and yet, remained still as a stone.

Minho needed to leave soon. It wouldn’t be safe for him to stay here for much longer.

“Something tells me this won’t be as easy as just jerking off until I feel better.” Jisung mumbled, his gaze locked on the hand Minho had recoiled away from him after getting burned. And as he slowly raised his eyes to meet Minho’s, the older man looked away, stepping closer to the door.

He was right.

Because it was impossible for him to feel better during a solo rut.

They would jerk off to the point of exhaustion, not relief. The only way to truly feel better would be to breed with a beta or omega, which wasn’t in the cards for them.

Minho didn’t need to say anything - Jisung already knew the truth.

“I’ll be in the other room, okay?” Minho tried to offer Jisung some sense of comfort, but it didn’t look like it worked, the younger alpha’s muscles tensing a bit as he nodded. “I’ll come check on you in a few hours.” He prefaced as he stepped out of the bedroom, quietly closing the door between them.

Minho tried not to make Jisung feel any more uneasy than he already was. Sitting on the living room couch again, he started playing a movie on the TV, keeping the volume up louder than he normally would. He tried to distract himself by scrolling on his phone, not wanting to think about Jisung or what he was going through.

But the peace didn’t last for long.

It started out quietly. Pathetic whimpers and whines as Jisung tried to get comfortable, the bed creaking softly beneath his weight.

And then, it got progressively louder.

Whimpers turned into low, drawn-out groans, joined by the shuffling off bed sheets. Whines turned into pitiful sobs, sounds of genuine distress that rose the hair on the back of Minho’s neck.

Jisung was so desperate to breed, suffering through the unbearable pain of his own instincts, and Minho felt so guilty, knowing it was best if he didn’t intervene right now.

Jisung needed to do this on his own, to prove to himself that he could make it through the week. The first day was the hardest, and it was important that Jisung experienced just how bad it could be, so he could truly understand once things started to get better.

Besides, Minho wouldn’t be helpful to anyone right now.

Embarrassingly enough, the pitiful sounds of Jisung crying in the other room had been enough to make him hard, his cock aching in his shorts as he squeezed his thighs together.

Jisung was suffering - In true, visceral pain.

And yet, Minho was getting turned on by the very sound of another alpha being so desperate to breed.

It was humiliating. Minho didn’t have the mental capacity to think about why his body was having such an intense reaction to Jisung’s cries, or why another alpha’s proximity was turning him on. Instead, he shoved all of those thoughts and feelings away, putting the volume higher on his TV and willing his body to relax.

Thankfully, Jisung’s pain seemed to recede after a few hours, and with it, his cries had quieted down. The first wave was over. And thankfully, Minho seemed to have enough composure over himself to check on the younger alpha.

They didn’t have much time until the next wave would hit. Minho needed to make sure Jisung had a chance to eat and drink before he lost himself to his rut again.

Rushing to the kitchen, Minho prepared a quick sandwich for Jisung. In the midst of his rut, Jisung wouldn’t be interested in a hot meal like ramen, or anything complex to eat - A cold sandwich was quick and easy, cold and basic, with just enough protein and cards to keep him from passing out.

At the bedroom door, Minho knocked once, but there was no answer on the other side. He hesitated a moment, not wanting to interrupt Jisung, or catch him in an indecent state. Frowning, Minho tried knocking one more time. And though it was quiet, a soft groan answered from inside the bedroom, which was enough of an answer for Minho to feel comfortable entering.

Stepping inside the bedroom, Minho was instantly hit with a wall of heat, so intense that he felt sweat on the back of his neck. Jisung’s fever was raging, but so was his scent, Minho’s throat drying as soon as he tried to breathe. He stifled a cough as he approached the bed, clearing his throat to let Jisung know he was there.

Surprisingly, the room wasn’t in much disarray. The sheets weren’t shredded to bits yet, so Minho was actually impressed.

It looked Jisung had used the bottle of lube, a bit of the iridescent liquid dripping down the side, but the transparent sleeve remained untouched where Minho had left it on the dresser. Minho was surprised that Jisung didn’t immediately use all of the tools he had available to him, but he was much more concerned about Jisung’s current state to ask.

Minho could still feel the heat radiating off of the younger alpha, but curled up in the middle of his king-sized bed, wrapped tightly under one of thick blankets Minho put out, was Jisung. He was visibly shaking under the fabric, and Minho could hear the soft chattering of his teeth, a clear indication of the fever that raged within him.

“Jisung…” Minho called out to him gently, setting the plate he held down onto the dresser. “Jisungie?” He tried out the pet name curiously, but a soft trill from under the blanket let him know that Jisung heard him.

“Hurts…” Jisung whispered as he poked his head out from under the blanket, his cheeks flushed bright red with heat. “It hurts so fucking badly…” He croaked softly, doing his best to prop his elbows up on the mattress so he could sit up a bit.

“I know, Sung… But you’re doing so well! You should be proud of yourself.” Minho tried to comfort him as he sat down on the bed beside Jisung. Immediately, the other alpha moved to press against him, letting out a sigh of relief. It took a moment, but Minho realized he must have been seeking body warmth. Smiling softly, he leaned back a bit, opening up his lap and allowing Jisung to squirm his way closer. It was only once Jisung was straddling Minho’s lap, his face burrowed into the older alpha’s chest, with his blanket still wrapped tight around his body, did he finally start to settle down. “You should eat something, Sungie. We don’t have long until it gets bad again.” He urged gently as he reached for the plate on the dresser, but Jisung just whined pathetically.

“I can’t eat. I feel like I’m gonna be sick to my stomach…” Jisung admitted softly, curling up tighter when Minho tried to pass the plate to him. “I don’t think I can do this, Minho. My whole body hurts, all the way to my bones, and I can’t even fucking think straight. I can’t last the day, let alone a whole week like this.” He whispered, shaking his head a bit. “Can you please text one of my friends for me? His name is Hyunjin, he’s a beta that lives in my apartment building. I’d fucking owe him, big time, but I think he’d help…” He mumbled pathetically against the fabric of Minho’s shirt.

Minho eyed Jisung’s phone where it rested beside them on the mattress. And even though he was willing to do whatever he could to make Jisung feel better, this request… It was infuriating.

What could Hyunjin do that Minho couldn’t? Aside from being a beta, what did he offer that was better than what Minho was providing?

He wanted to help Jisung - But he wouldn’t do that.

“You can do this, Jisung, I know you can.” Minho encouraged him quietly, his free arm wrapping around Jisung’s back and pulling him closer. “Eat something. You’ll feel better afterwards, I promise.” He insisted as he tried to pass the plate into Jisung’s hands, and though the younger man hesitated, he did eventually reach for the sandwich, taking a cautious bite.

“I don’t think you understand, Minho.” Jisung mumbled around a mouthful of food, avoiding Minho’s eyes as the older alpha looked down at him. “I thought I could do this on my own, but I can’t. It’s not as easy as just jerking off for me.” He shook his head, making Minho frown a bit.

“You didn’t even try the sleeve yet. My hand doesn’t usually do anything for me either, so you should at least try giving the toy a chance–” Minho encouraged quietly, but a low growl from Jisung cut him off. Surprised, he looked down at Jisung, seeing how tense the younger alpha was - He was annoyed.

“You don’t understand.” Jisung accused him again, a growl biting at the edge of his words. “I can’t… I can’t, like… Get off without…” He seemed to have lost some of his nerve now, and considering Minho was blushing as well, he couldn’t blame Jisung for his sudden silence.

“Look, if you need a plug or dildo, I can go get that for you–” Minho offered in a whisper, but another growl from Jisung cut him off, the younger alpha finally meeting his eyes.

“I can top.” He said with determination, and Minho just stared back, trying to figure out where he was going with this. If he could top, what was the issue? “I’m a service top. It’s difficult for me to get off if there isn’t someone that I’m… servicing. So a sleeve isn’t going to cut it.” Jisung huffed after a moment, still staring Minho down.

Minho just blinked a few times, processing Jisung’s words as he refused to look away from him.

There was no fucking way he was texting Hyunjin now.

Not when some determined, selfish part of Minho wanted to know exactly what Jisung meant when he said ‘service top.’

Minho was a top as well. And he’d never been attracted to another alpha before.

But maybe the small alpha that was bundled up in his arms, with round cheeks that flushed red with heat, with large brown eyes that looked up at him from behind unruly, dark curls - Maybe Jisung was the exception to that.

“Let me help you.” Minho offered calmly, grateful that his voice didn’t waver as he wandered into unknown territory. “If you can't get off on your own, that’s fine. I can help you - As long as you want me to, of course.” He continued, and though his voice remained steady, he could feel his blush spreading across his face by the second.

Jisung stared Minho down for several long heartbeats, neither one of them speaking of moving, both hung in suspense. “You… You don’t even know me. Why would you want to help me? With this, of all things?” When Jisung spoke again, his voice was low and cautious, something Minho hadn’t anticipated.

Maybe he had come on too strong.

Maybe this wasn’t the best time to talk like this, when rut still plagued Jisung’s body and mind.

“I don’t know you, not well, anyway. But from what I’ve learned, I think you’re a great person, and we get along well. We both have to endure our ruts this week - But if I could make your rut just a little more tolerable, then I would be happy to help you.” Minho answered honestly, shrugging his shoulders once. “I get it, if you’re not interested in alphas, or if this is too weird, I don’t want you to do something you’ll regret–”

“Okay.”

Minho stopped speaking as Jisung interrupted him, his gaze flickering a few times in between both of his brown eyes. But Jisung looked entirely serious, almost determined.

“Okay?” Minho questioned now, arching one of his brows. “If you want my help, Jisung, I need you to say it very plainly. I need to know it’s not just your rut speaking–” He started to stress the importance of him getting explicit consent, but Jisung smiled a little, interrupting him again.

“I want your help to get through my rut, Minho. Whatever you’re willing to do, I’m down, I just need some relief.” Jisung cocked his head to the side a little, as if taunting Minho. “Do you want me to beg too?” He teased, making Minho flush completely, his eyes burning.

“Eat your damn sandwich, Jisung.” Minho scolded him gently with a roll of his eyes. “I’m not touching you until you eat.” He added for good measure, making Jisung laugh softly as he brought the sandwich to his lips again, taking another bite much more eagerly this time.

“Didn’t know you had a food kink. I could work with that.” Jisung teased softly, laughing again as Minho blushed deeper, but he did settle down a bit as he continued to eat.

As they sat there, Minho thought about what this meant for him. He hadn’t had sex with anyone in years, and yet, he was extremely confident in himself when he offered his help to Jisung. Hopefully, for both of their sakes, he wasn’t just talk, and he could actually ease some of the younger alpha’s pain.

It took Jisung a little bit of time to finish eating, but when he did, he looked a lot more settled than he did before. He was still curled up against Minho’s chest, but as Minho set the plate onto the dresser again, his arm constricted around Jisung’s waist a bit.

“Is there anything I should know before we get started? Anything you hate? Something you really like?” Minho prompted quietly, looking down as Jisung finally met his eyes again.

The alpha squirmed in his lap a bit, pulling the blanket tighter around his body as he seemed to debate what to say. “Well, I’m clean, I feel like that’s pretty important.” He started, which Minho thought was an interesting place to begin. The older alpha hadn’t been tested since the last time he had sex, and that was years ago, but he was clean as well. “As for things I hate, I’m pretty open to most things, but not kissing. It just makes things complicated, they’re too intimate…” He trailed off at that, and Minho remembered Jisung mentioning he kept his relationships casual ever since a messy breakup. No kissing seemed like a fair enough rule. “And things I really like? Well, there’s a lot.” He chuckled a little, tilting his head as he looked up at Minho. “I’m sure you’ll find out more as we go. But whenever I’m topping, I love a power bottom who knows exactly what they want.” He smirked a little, resting his palm flat against Minho’s chest, right above his racing heart.

A power bottom?

Could Minho really do this? He never bottomed a day in his life, and he thought the best time to start would be with another alpha in heat?

He was so fucking stupid.

But was too far in to back out now. It’s a good thing he didn’t want to.

“I haven’t gotten tested since my last partner, but I’m clear as well. As for kissing, I’ll definitely avoid that. And a power bottom…” Minho hesitated with the words, tilting his head a bit. “We’ll see what happens.” He settled with, not wanting to get Jisung’s expectations too high. After all, Minho was definitely out of practice. This could all go horribly - But the important thing was that he was willing to try.

And Jisung looked excited.

The younger alpha hadn’t stopped smiling since Minho’s offer, pressing the front of their bodies that much closer. They were still practically strangers, but within the last day, the air between them had become so warm and welcoming. They were fast friends, and whatever happened next, Minho hoped that they could keep a friendship going between the two of them.

Platonically sharing their ruts with one another was a pretty special bonding moment. And it was so fucking crazy - That Minho knew there weren’t many alphas who were insane enough to do it.

But Jisung was.

Jisung matched his crazy. Welcomed it. And that alone was enough to make Minho want to hold on, refusing to let go.

“What about you, Minho?” Jisung asked as he tilted his head to the side a bit, fisting the fabric of Minho’s shirt and giving it a small tug upwards. “What do you like and dislike? What can I do to make this a good experience for you?” His words were quiet but sincere, his other hand moving to grab the hem of Minho’s shirt, also pulling it upwards.

“This isn’t about me, Jisungie. This is about you finding relief.” Minho tried to ward off Jisung’s questions, blushing intensely as he felt the other man start pulling his shirt off his body. He wasn’t sure that they would jump straight in, but clearly, Jisung’s body had started to give into his fever once again. It wouldn’t be long before he lost his cool completely. “Don’t worry about me, just do what feels good–”

“You don’t understand what a ‘service top’ is, do you?” Jisung countered immediately, but there was no judgement in his words, only curiosity. When Minho stayed silent, blushing deeper, Jisung sat up a little straighter on his lap, pulling Minho’s shirt the rest of the way off his body. “It means that I get off when I make you feel good, Minho. It’s not about my pleasure, it’s yours. I don’t feel relief until I know you’re satisfied by what I’ve done for you.” He explained quietly, a low rumble of alpha timbre slipped into his words.

Minho had never been one to use his own alpha timbre very much. He knew how to, of course, but it never made much sense to him. He never needed to bring a beta or omega to their knees, to make them obey. And of course, it had no effect on other alphas.

At least, that’s what he thought.

That’s what he thought until Jisung said his name with that fucking growl in his voice, until his dirty words were dripping with power and control, Minho’s heart racing with the energy that coursed through his veins.

Now he knew better.

And all he wanted was to hear Jisung say his name over and over, louder and louder, until his name became a mantra that devolved into a scream for release.

Yeah. Minho could absolutely be a power bottom. For Jisung, he could be anything.

Now that he was shirtless, Jisung’s hands ran down the front of Minho’s body, heading towards the waistband on his shorts. And while Jisung looked amazing like this, his eyes alight with mischief, a cocky smile on his face, Minho decided he’d had enough of being passive. Especially since Jisung was making it clear that he wanted more.

Minho brought his free hand up behind Jisung’s head, slowly threading his fingers into the other man’s hair and closing his fist tightly. Jisung reacted immediately, a soft moan on his lips as his head was pulled back, his hands freezing as their eyes met.

“If you want to serve me, then you need to give me control. And if I have to scruff you like a pup to make you listen, I will.” Minho spoke bluntly, but Jisung only smiled brighter, as if being scolded just made him more excited.

He moved his hands from Minho’s hips up to the arm that grabbed the back of his hair, rubbing his skin gently, as if trying to coax him into releasing his fist. “I’m a good listener, Alpha. I’ll do whatever you want, I promise.” Jisung’s voice was a sinful whisper, and Minho growled in instinct upon hearing the other man address him as Alpha.

It was something he didn’t know he needed until that moment - But now he needed it again. And again, and again, and again.

“Whatever I want? I like the sound of that, pup.” Minho smirked as he gradually loosened his grip on Jisung’s curls, letting him sit upright once again, but the balance of power had definitely shifted between them. “Lay down on your back and spread your legs for me, as wide as you can.” He instructed calmly, watching as Jisung’s eyes grew dark with desire.

The other alpha immediately followed his instruction, crawling off of Minho’s lap and onto the mattress, casting the blanket he’d been wearing aside. His naked body exposed, he moved up towards the headboard, resting his head on the pillows as he laid down and spread his legs until his knees were flush with the mattress.

He was completely exposed like this, nowhere to hide from Minho’s ravenous eyes, but Jisung looked completely comfortable, like he’d been waiting for this to happen.

Minho got off the bed briefly to grab the lube and transparent sleeve from the dresser, but in that small movement, he felt how hard he was already. He hadn’t even realized he’d been that excited, but Jisung had been straddling his lap - There was no way the other man hadn’t felt it. He must’ve known exactly how much he was turning Minho on. And clearly, Jisung was feeling the same way.

Minho had every intention of teasing and blowing Jisung until he was hard. But clearly, the other alpha must have been hard for hours by that point, his cock completely solid and achingly red. No wonder he was so helpless before - He must not have been able to cum at all.

“Oh, you poor thing. No wonder you’re in so much pain.” Minhto tutted softly as he crawled onto the bed again, moving in between Jisung’s spread legs. Getting up on his knees, he set the items he held off to the side and placed both of his palms on Jisung’s inner thighs, pushing his legs down even further. “You have a big cock and no idea how to use it on your own, do you?” He mocked a bit as he tilted his head to the side, watching as Jisung’s back arched a bit.

Jisung did have a big cock, one that rivaled Minho’s in size. It was impressive, but almost pitiful to see how much discomfort the other alpha was in, especially since relief was just one orgasm away. But clearly, Jisung wasn’t capable of achieving that on his own. And while Minho had every intention of helping him, he couldn’t help but tease along the way.

Jisung blushed brightly as Minho’s hands rubbed over his thighs, the younger man raising his head as Minho suddenly ducked down. Keeping his hands on Jisung’s thighs, Minho focused his attention on the other alpha’s torso, marveling at the muscles beneath him. Kissing might have been off the table - But Minho was eager to show his appreciation, running his tongue curiously along Jisung’s smooth, tan skin.

“Minho…” Jisung warned, one of his hands slipping into Minho’s hair and lacing his fingers with the long, dark strands. “Please… Don’t tease… His voice pitched higher with a whine at the end of his words, but Minho just giggled on his behalf, shaking his head once.

“Hush.” Minho scolded quietly, still using his mouth to pave a trail up Jisung’s body, feeling goosebumps rise along his feverish skin wherever his tongue touched. Jisung was still burning under his touch, but Minho had finally adjusted to the heat, feeling sweat start to break out on his own skin from their proximity. “Instead of complaining, how about you try thanking me?” He prompted quietly as he reached Jisung’s chest, playfully licking one of his nipples inside his mouth.

The reaction from the other alpha was immediate, Jisung whimpering loudly as his back arched more, his legs squirming a bit, but Minho was quick to pin his thighs down to keep him still. Jisung was clearly flexible, and Minho let his mind wander with the possibilities of that as he sucked on Jisung’s nipple eagerly.

Minho did ease up on the pressure at all. He sucked down harder, rolling Jisung’s nipple against his tongue before biting down, earning a high-pitched whimper from the other alpha. And then finally–

“T-Thank you… Thank you, Alpha…” Jisung panted heavily, his chest heaving beneath Minho’s onslaught of attention. “Please, I need you… I need to cum…” He tried to beg, but Minho interrupted him with a low hum, pulling away from one nipple only to immediately change sides, licking Jisung’s other nipple into his mouth with the same intensity as before.

“You need to wait.” Minho mumbled against Jisung’s skin, his palms moving from Jisung’s thighs up onto his hips, pinning him against the bed. “Don’t rush my fun, pup. I’m enjoying getting to the play with you.” He admitted with a moan of his own, feeling the way Jisung shivered intensely beneath him.

Finally, Jisung seemed to understand that Minho was not one to be rushed - If anything, Jisung’s urgency would just make the older alpha slow down further. His demands for relief quieted down, but the sounds of his pleasure increased tenfold.

Every noise that slipped past his lips was either a moan of pleasure or a whimper of intensity. By the time Minho finally pulled away, both of Jisung’s nipples were red and puffy from his onslaught, the older alpha’s lips swollen and dripping with spit.

“Now, that’s a very good pup. You’re learning!” Minho teased a bit as he met Jisung’s eyes, squeezing on the younger man’s hips. As Minho sucked on his nipples, Jisung’s legs had gradually risen off the bed, his knees gently knocking against Minho’s sides as the movements of his mouth got more intense. Minho hadn’t scolded him or complained, but Jisung’s shocked expression was priceless as Minho suddenly reached for his knees again, pushing them flat to the mattress once again. “If only you would remember all of the instructions I give you…” He teased softly, but Jisung shuddered at the whisper.

“I’m sorry, Alpha! It won’t happen again!” Jisung apologized as he sat up a bit, propping himself up on his elbows to look down at Minho.

“It better not.” Minho kept his voice calm and even as he pressed one of his hands to Jisung’s chest, gently pushing him to lay down flat again. “Because if you close your legs again, I’m biting them. I’ll make sure you never forget again.” He warned evenly, but Jisung seemed to understand the very real threat, his brown eyes wide as he swallowed thickly.

As Jisung relaxed against the mattress, his legs spread flat on either side of his body as his chest heaved, Minho reached for the transparent cock sleeve, spitting inside of it. Jisung watched him with wide eyes, swallowing thickly before he spoke quietly. “Wait… You’re using the toy?” Jisung asked in a whisper, his gaze locked on the string of spit from Minho’s lips to the hollow center of the sleeve.

“Oh, that’s precious. My dumb little pup thought he was going to fuck me, didn’t he?” Minho taunted with a tilt of his head, watching as the blush deepened intensely across Jisung’s features. “You need to earn that, Jisung. I need to know you can breed me well before I let you anywhere near my hole.” The older alpha blushed as he said the words, but Jisung watched him in rapture, nodding his head quickly as he understood what he had to do.

“I will, Alpha. I’ll make you feel so good, I promise, I’ll prove it to you!” Jisung sounded determined, his hands gripping onto the bedsheets on either side of his body in an effort to stay calm.

Minho giggled as he watched him, pouring a bit of the Omegalicious lube into the sleeve alongside his spit. “Cute.” He smirked as he finally turned the cock sleeve upside down, letting the liquids pour out and onto Jisung’s cock. Using one hand to support the base of the alpha’s cock, Minho guided the sleeve onto his length with one quick push, an audible squish of fluids coming from the toy as it surrounded Jisung’s full length.

Jisung let out a sound like he was punched in the gut, all of the air being pushed out of him as he arched his back off the bed. He shivered slightly as Minho spun the sleeve around his length a couple times, tiny whimpers slipping past his clenched teeth.

He was hanging onto his composure by a thread.

And Minho held the scissors that would break him.

“Cum for me, puppy.” Minho urged him, feeling his own heart racing in excitement as Jisung’s cock twitched within the toy. He was so close, so eager, that he was ready to cum despite Minho barely touching him.

Minho wanted that power, that control - To command Jisung to do what he wanted.

And when Jisung came less than a second later, the sleeve completely still and wrapped snugly around the length of his cock, a pitiful cry on his lips, Minho knew he was a changed man.

It felt too fucking good to have another alpha - to have Jisung beneath him like this, eager to please, ready to do whatever Minho asked of him.

“Very good job!” Minho praised him with a bright smile, seeing Jisung’s release fill the previously transparent sleeve. Jisung’s knot had barely had a chance to form, the alpha reacting to Minho’s command more than the will of his own body, so Minho wrapped his hand around his knot, giving it a small squeeze and earning a groan from Jisung. “That felt good, right?” He prompted as he looked up at Jisung’s face.

“Y-Yes, oh my god.” Jisung’s chest heaved as he laid there, his eyes closed as he tilted his head back. It was the first release he’d had all day, as rushed as it may have been, but he needed it terribly. “I feel so much better already. Thank you, Alpha.” He whispered, one of his hands lifting up from the mattress to grab onto Minho’s forearm.

“It’s my pleasure to help.” Minho beamed with pride, smiling when he felt Jisung’s trembling touch on his skin. “Let’s go again.” He decided with a giggle, pumping the sleeve along Jisung’s length once, but the response from the other alpha was immediate.

“Minho!” Jisung’s voice turned into a squeak, his thighs raising on instinct in an attempt to close his legs, but Minho was still between them, the alpha’s knees bumping into his sides. Immediately, Jisung’s eyes went wide with the realization of what he’d done, his pretty little mouth falling open dumbly as he tried to find an excuse. “I-I-” He stuttered a couple times, but Minho only giggled at him, shaking his head.

“My dumb little pup forgot again, didn’t he?” Minho cooed, his free hand pushing down each of Jisung’s thighs until they were flat on the bed again, one at a time. “Keeping your fucking thighs spread on the bed. And when I want to give you another orgasm, you’re supposed to say thank you.” He corrected gently, his voice dripping with honey.

This was too fun, to play with Jisung like he was a toy. Minho’s own head spun a bit with the power that coursed through him, but he reminded himself to stay in the moment and keep himself grounded. After all, this was still about Jisung’s pleasure, and Minho refused to let himself forget that.

“Yes, Alpha… Thank you, Alpha…” Jisung whispered as he relaxed on the bed, his thighs spread once again, but his hand stayed on Minho’s forearm where the older alpha still held the sleeve wrapped around his length. Minho didn’t mind the contact honestly, appreciating the small tremors from Jisung’s fingertips, the warmth that spread from his fingers onto Minho’s arm.

“Good puppy.” Minho whispered back to him, his voice calm and gentle as he leaned down, his teeth aching as he prepared to fulfill his previous threat. He promised Jisung that he’d never let him forget that he was supposed to keep his legs spread. And he had every intention of making that memory last a lifetime.

Lowering himself until his torso was flush with the mattress, Minho turned his head to hover over one of Jisung’s thighs. From this proximity, he could feel the fever radiating off of the younger alpha in waves, his rut still burning through him. The instinct to dominate, breed, and claim was coursing through Jisung’s veins - And yet, here he was, laid out pathetically on Minho’s bed, his cock locked inside a toy, with another alpha pinning him down.

Jisung was beautiful like this. And Minho was honored that, out of all people, Jisung had chosen to spend his rut week with him, despite barely knowing each other.

Baring his teeth, Minho felt his jaw ache as he leaned in closer, finally letting his bite sink into the fleshiest part of Jisung’s inner thigh. Jisung above him whimpered in pain, his short nails digging into Minho’s forearm, but he kept his legs spread, not daring to close them again. Minho hummed in delight as he bit down even harder, sucking Jisung’s skin deeper into his mouth.

When he pulled away, Jisung’s thigh glistened with spit, his tan skin now a deep red. There was a clear, defined circle formed by the indentation of Minho’s teeth on Jisung’s inner thigh, and it was fucking gorgeous, the older alpha running his thumb along the ridges with a pleased hum.

“My bite looks so pretty on you, babe.” Minho whispered to Jisung, not taking the pet name too seriously as swiveled his head to his other thigh, drool steadily falling from his lips as his jaw ached for more. “I can’t wait to mark you all over.” He mumbled mainly to himself, but Jisung definitely heard him, the younger alpha whining high in his throat.

“Harder.” Jisung whispered, his nails biting into Minho’s forearm once again. Looking up at Jisung without raising his head, he could see the younger alpha watching him closely, his head raised off the pillow to meet Minho’s eyes where he hovered over Jisung’s unmarked thigh. “Bite down harder. Please.” He nearly begged, his voice dripping with need.

“My pup is a pain slut too?” Minho prompted with a smirk, watching as Jisung nodded eagerly, blush spreading across his features as he admitted it so easily. “Well, in that case, I’ll make sure this one hurts even more.” He smiled to himself, his whisper ghosting across Jisung’s thigh as he leaned in closer.

Holding Jisung’s eye contact this time, Minho moved his mouth into the sensitive bed where Jisung’s hip met his thigh, the tendons pulled taut as he fought to keep his knees spread open. Minho tested the area with a lick of his tongue first, and though Jisung’s eyes opened wider, he stayed completely still, already bracing himself for the bite that would follow.

“You’re so fucking good.” Minho muttered under his breath as he finally gave into the aching of his jaw, snapping his bite down onto the sensitive flesh.

There wasn’t much muscle or fat here to soften the pain of Minho’s bite, and the yelp Jisung let out was a good indication of just how badly it hurt, his body trembling beneath Minho. But he didn’t move. He stayed completely still as Minho dug his teeth in and sucked his skin, his cock twitching within the sleeve with interest.

When Minho pulled away, he smiled as he could see this bite was already bruising, the bend between Jisung’s hip and thigh now marred by the indentation of Minho’s teeth, right beside the base of Jisung’s cock, as if the older alpha had claimed that space as his own.

Maybe he did. Maybe it was intentional.

But now wasn’t the time to think about that. Not when Jisung had bit down on his bottom lip to hold back his whimpers, tears streaking down from his big brown eyes onto his round cheeks. Picking himself up, Minho was quick to lean over the younger alpha’s body, moving his free hand up to hold the side of Jisung’s face, inspecting him carefully.

“Are you alright, Jisung?” Minho whispered to him, leaning into his space. “If it’s too much, we can stop–” He offered quietly, not wanting to push past what Jisung was comfortable with.

“Don’t you fucking dare.” Jisung spat from behind gritted teeth, his eyes alight with need. “Don’t you dare fucking stop. Not now.” He growled his threat, but Minho couldn’t help but laugh softly at him, tapping Jisung’s cheek with his hand gently as he pulled away.

“Getting a little bold now, aren’t we?” Minho taunted a bit, looking down to where his hand was still wrapped around Jisung’s knot. It had deflated significantly, and Jisung’s cock was still completely hard inside the toy - And the younger alpha’s sudden ferocity made a hell of a lot more sense. “You’ve been a very good pup, I think you’ve earned at least one more knot.” He conceded, moving his hand up from Jisung’s knot to pump the toy along his length one more time, but the younger alpha grabbed his arm again, stopping him.

“I want you.” Jisung spoke very plainly, very seriously, and there was no way to confuse what he was asking for. Moments like this was when he truly looked like a rutting alpha, annoyed with the single games and the run-around, completely driven by his instincts.

“You don’t deserve me yet, pup.” Minho severed Jisung’s ego in half with those few words, watching as the younger man’s expression morphed into one of desperation. “All you’ve proved to me is that you’re bad at following instructions, and can only last two pumps before you bust your knot. You’ll need to try a bit harder this time.” He smirked, pumping the sleeve once again and watching as Jisung trembled beneath him.

“Yes, Alpha. I will.” Jisung sounded determined, watching Minho closely as the older alpha pumped the toy along his length a few more times, starting to work up a steady pace.

Jisung had chosen a great toy - Because it was transparent, Minho could see the entire length of Jisung’s cock as it completely filled the center. With each pump of the toy, the slick sounds of his cock pushing through the silicone filled the room, joining Jisung’s soft moans of pleasure.

Inside the toy, Minho watched Jisung’s cock glisten with the pearlescence of the Omegalicious lube, the liquid mixing with the vicious white of Jisung’s cum. Somewhere in there, Minho knew his own spit was slathered onto Jisung’s cock as well, and his cock twitched in his shorts at the thought alone.

He was so fucking down bad.

If he wasn’t careful, Minho realized he might trigger his own rut early if he let his thoughts run rampant like that. But he couldn’t help himself, not when Jisung was splayed out beneath him like this, wearing his bites, covered in his spit. It was doing things to him - And he was okay with that.

Within a couple minutes, Minho had worked up to a quick pace, twisting his hand a bit with each stroke of the toy. His free hand had moved onto Jisung’s chest, keeping him pinned down flat as the younger man began to writhe with pleasure, his back arching and his hips thrusting a bit on reflux. Jisung’s hand still gripped onto Minho’s forearm, and that single touch tethered them together, while Jisung’s other hand gripped the bed sheets so tightly that they began to tear under his nails.

“More.” Jisung growled from beneath him, his hips thrusting up on instinct again. His gaze was dark and intense as he looked up at Minho, his hand moving from Minho’s forearm up to the hand that gripped his chest. “Give me more, Alpha.” He demanded as he wrapped his hand around Minho’s wrist, tugging it upwards.

Minho watched curiously as Jisung guided his hand upwards until it wrapped around the base of his throat, the younger alpha letting out a low moan in relief at the pressure. “Be rough with me. Choke me, slap me, whatever you want. I want it too.” His voice was a little more constricted now that Minho’s hand cut off his air supply, but he very intentionally slipped his alpha timbre into his words again, seeking the same reaction from Minho as earlier.

And he was successful, Minho growling loudly as a wave of pleasure coursed through him upon hearing Jisung’s timbre. They were hardly touching, the toy in Minho’s fist and the shorts on his body keeping them from being skin-to-skin, but this moment was already so visceral. It was one of the most erotic things Minho had ever experienced - And he was starving for more.

“So greedy.” Minho tutted softly, but his hand immediately tightened around Jisung’s throat as soon as he had permission, the younger man’s eyes rolling backward as a smile of pure bliss spread across his lips.

Minho had always enjoyed being rough during sex. It was what made him so unbearable to his partners during his ruts, that crazed look in his eyes and his desperation to take more, more, more.

But now Jisung was prompting him to take more, to take whatever he wanted, and the younger alpha was happy to provide it.

Minho was sure that he was so turned on that he could cum in his pants if he really wanted to. And it was all because of Jisung.

“Is this what it takes for you to fully bust a knot, pup? You need to be choked out and covered in bites?” Minho smirked as he looked down at Jisung, picking up the speed of his hand as he jerked the toy around his length.

Jisung nodded weakly, the color of his face changing to a deep red as his air supply started to fade, soft wheezes slipping from his lips. When Jisung’s eyes rolled backwards again, Minho pulled his hand away, smiling proudly when Jisung gasped loudly for air.

Instead, Minho smacked Jisung’s cheek roughly, his face falling to the side at the impact. Gripping the alpha’s jaw roughly, Minho pulled his head until their eyes met again, Jisung still gasping for air as he looked up at Minho.

“Speak.” Minho commanded him bluntly.

“Yes, Alpha, it feels so fucking good–” Jisung immediately rushed to respond, eager to follow Minho’s instruction, but the older alpha rewarded him by spitting into his open mouth. Jisung groaned loudly as his words were cut off, his legs trembling in pleasure. “Thank you, Alpha.” He mumbled happily around Minho’s spit in his mouth before swallowing it down in one big gulp.

“You’re welcome, puppy.” Minho smiled down at him, waiting until Jisung’s face returned to a normal color again before choking the base of his throat once again.

Glancing down, he could see the knot at the base of Jisung’s cock had begun to swell again, his lap covered with the remnants of lube and cum that had slipped out of the toy. Jusung was ready to cum any moment now, but he was holding off, waiting for Minho to give him the permission, eager to please the older alpha.

Smiling brightly, Minho met Jisung’s eyes again, noticing how distant his gaze had gotten as he was being choked out. It was so fucking hot, to watch Jisung willingly submit to him like this, to go without breathing if it meant pleasing Minho. He really was a good, obedient pup. The least Minho could give him was another orgasm.

Letting go of Jisung’s throat again, Minho moaned as the younger alpha immediately gasped for air, his chest heaving. Fisting Jisung’s hair instead, he started pumping his hand on the toy even faster, watching as Jisung’s body shivered with pleasure, his eyes rolling backwards again as he grabbed Minho’s wrist tightly.

Please…

It was silent, but Minho knew exactly what that squeeze meant. Jisung was begging to cum. And Minho was eager to give him relief.

“Cum, pup. Now.” Minho commanded him bluntly, but the reaction in Jisung was immediate. The younger alpha immediately found his eyes, their gaze locking as Jisung moaned pathetically, arching his back and chest as Minho continued to keep a vice grip on Jisung’s curls.

“Fuck!” Jisung growled as his knot finally locked into the toy sleeve, and Minho looked down as he realized he couldn’t move it anymore. With his knot fully developed this time, Jisung had locked the sleeve completely around his length, his white cum filling every inch of the once transparent sleeve.

“So fucking hot…” Minho mumbled out loud, his hand tightening further in Jisung’s hair.

“Thank you, Alpha!” Jisung whimpered for him, his legs trembling as he forced them to stay flat against the bed, not wanting to disobey Minho again. “It feels so fucking good, thank you!” He gasped as the tremors of pleasure coursed through him.

“You did such a good job, baby.” Minho cooed as his grip in Jisung’s hair loosened, raking his fingers through his unruly curls instead. “Just breathe and relax for me, okay? Enjoy the relief while it lasts.” He had already started to slip from his dominant mindset, more focused on caring for Jisung again, and the younger alpha seemed to appreciate that, nodding eagerly as he looked up at Minho with those big, brown eyes.

“What about you?” Jisung asked softly, leaning his head into Minho’s palm a bit. “You didn’t…” He trailed off as his eyes ran down the front of Minho’s body, and though he didn’t finish what he was saying, Jisung knew what he was asking.

“I’ll be alright. I’ll have plenty more chances to bust a knot later this week.” Minho chuckled a bit, but his cock was still straining against the confines of his underwear, already leaking precum. Thankfully, he’d managed to keep his own rut at bay, but if things kept going like this, Minho wasn’t sure how much longer he’d be able to last. “You should rest, maybe shower up a bit–” He started to dismiss himself as he withdrew his hand from Jisung’s hair, moving to stand up.

But Jisung’s grip on his wrist immediately tightened, his other hand prying itself off the bed sheets to wrap around Minho’s back, now pulling their bodies flush. “Where do you think you’re going?” Jisung challenged, that low alpha timbre dripping from his words again, his previously submissive side now missing. “You can’t just leave me, not like this. Not when you still didn’t let me breed you.” He pointed out with a smirk, but a chill ran up Minho’s spine, both of his hands splaying out flat against Jisung’s chest as he tried to pull away.

“Keep dreaming, knot-head.” Minho scoffed as he rolled his eyes, still unsuccessful in dislodging Jisung’s arm from around him. “I don’t think there will ever be a chance that you get to put your dick inside me. Have you seen yourself? You’re way too fucking big, there’s no way it would fit.” He shook his head, and though Jisung’s arms remained locked tight, he did look a little taken aback by Minho’s words.

“I think there’s supposed to be a compliment hidden somewhere in there. So, thank you?” Jisung’s voice pitched up at the end in question, but Minho could only laugh, shaking his head. “I think we could make it fit. And I think you’d enjoy it too, if you gave it a chance.” He insisted as he arched his brow, but Minho shook his head again, pushing off of Jisung’s chest with a little more intention. And this time, Jisung let him go, his arm loosening from around Minho as his hand rested against the older alpha’s side instead.

“How could that possibly feel good? An alpha bottoming for another alpha… It goes against our biology.” Minho insisted, but Jisung only shrugged, indicating that he disagreed, but he was done with vocalizing it for now. “Your knot really does go straight to your head, doesn’t it?” Minho teased him a bit, pulling the sleeve off of his cock with one hard tug.

Jisung groaned softly as his knot was dislodged, a puddle of lube and cum and spit falling out onto his lower stomach with a wet sound, but his cock had finally got soft again, a clear sign that he’d successfully passed the first wave of his rut. The first of many, but it was still a big achievement.

“Thank you again, Min.” Jisung said seriously as Minho stood up again, taking the sleeve with him as he left to clean it. “There was no way I could have done this alone. I don’t know how you do it…” He mumbled as he watched Minho head towards the door.

“I just got used to suffering through it, I guess.” Minho shrugged once, not looking back at Jisung as he spoke. “It’s just easier. I don’t want to inconvenience anyone else.” He said simply as he left the bedroom finally, heading towards the bathroom.

His first order of business was cleaning the sleeve out, returning it to its previously transparent glory and leaving it to dry for the next time they would need it. As he left the bathroom, he realized Jisung had joined him, pulling on a pair of boxers before he entered the kitchen. 

He was clearly feeling better, offering to help Minho cook dinner, and while the older alpha wanted to dismiss him, insistent that Jisung needed to rest, he truly believed that Jisung had reached a genuine level of relief. It was surprising, since Minho never felt that good when he was going through a solo rut, but maybe it had something to do with Jisung’s age. Maybe he just had a faster adjustment period.

Regardless, Minho was happy to have his company again, both of them working together to start preparing dinner in Minho’s small kitchen, their shoulders bumping softly as they worked side by side.

For the most part, their afternoon was calm, both of them sharing a bit more about themselves as they spent more time together. They were getting closer with every hour, going as far as to exchange numbers, already agreeing that once this was all over, they would love to hang out together again.

Minho wasn’t sure the extent of which ‘hanging out’ meant to him right now, but he was genuinely interested in Jisung, and did want some sort of relationship to continue between them after this week.

After all, he did see Jisung’s cock and gave him, not one, but two orgasms - He imagined that meant they could at least go out for coffee, or maybe to see a movie together.

Dinner was enjoyable too, both of them sitting together as they ate the food they made, watching an anime that played on the living room TV while Dori slept soundly on her cat tree in the corner.

But the more time that passed, Minho began to wonder when another round of Jisung’s rut would hit. He was almost like a ticking time bomb, sitting in dormancy while an internal clock ticked away at some invisible timer. Neither one of them knew how much time they had left, or how intensely the next wave would hit.

However, Minho noticed when Jisung’s body temperature picked up from where he sat beside him, his scent spiking intensely. It was happening again.

But Jisung seemed completely unaware, sweat gathering on his brow as he kept his eyes locked on the screen, still enjoying the show they’d been watching. Minho’s body had somehow become attuned with Jisung’s, aware of his impending rut before even the alpha himself knew. And suddenly, Minho was faced with a challenge he hadn’t anticipated - How to lure Jisung into the bedroom without making the other alpha feel guilty.

He would need to make it seem natural and genuine, and Minho flushed at the idea alone, knowing how the implication of his words would come across. But if the worst thing that could happen was making Jisung believe he wanted to get fucked – Well, there were definitely worse options.

“Jisungie?” Minho prompted him quietly, reaching for Jisung’s forearm, grabbing him gently between both of his hands. “Can you come into the bedroom with me? Please?” He asked softly, not missing the way Jisung’s eyes immediately widened with interest.

“Oh?” Jisung arched a brow as he leaned closer into Minho’s space, his hand moving onto the older alpha’s thigh and squeezing once. “Is your rut starting, hyung?” He asked with faux innocence, but Minho couldn’t help but roll his eyes, letting go of Jisung’s arm and standing up instead.

“You wish.” Minho teased him genty, already walking towards the bedroom. “Come along, pup.” He encouraged without giving any further explanation, but thankfully, Jisung didn’t need a reason, following behind Minho obediently.

However, as they walked together, Jisung seemed to suddenly become aware of his body’s urges, his arms wrapping around Minho’s waist from behind. Before Minho could reach the bed, Jisung’s arms pulled him backwards, their bodies pulled flush together as the younger alpha nuzzled into the side of his neck, scenting his throat.

“You smell so good, hyung.” Jisung mumbled against Minho’s skin, running his tongue over his scent gland before biting down on it, drawing a small groan from the older alpha’s lips.

He was supposed to lure Jisung back into the bed before his rut acted up again. He was supposed to maintain the power, the control - And in a matter of seconds, he’d lost it all.

“Jisung, please…” Minho huffed softly, managing to take a few steps forward to reach the edge of the bed, but Jisung stayed directly behind him, his arms wrapping around Minho’s waist securely. “You should lay down and get comfortable, I still have to go get the toy–” He started to explain, but a loud growl from Jisung cut him off, the alpha biting down harder against his scent gland.

“Fuck that. You’re not using that wretched sleeve on me again.” Jisung growled directly into his ear, his nails digging into Minho’s bare skin along his sides. “I need you, hyung. I need to feel your skin against mine, I need to be inside you. I need to make you feel good too.” He was clearly a lot more powerful now that he wasn’t as desperate for release, and Minho struggled to keep up with him, blushing deeply as Jisung reached for the waistband of his shorts again.

“You’re too greedy for your own good, pup.” Minho panted softly, still trying to separate their bodies, but Jisung was relentless. Instead of letting him go, Jisung picked Minho up into his arms and deposited him onto the bed, the older alpha letting out a soft noise of surprise after being picked up. “Jisung!”

“Hyung, please.” Jisung was determined, reaching for Minho’s chin as he pulled the alpha’s head, making him look over his shoulder at him. “Stop trying to act uninterested. I can smell it on you, how turned on you are, you’re just too afraid to admit it to yourself.” The younger alpha called him out calmly, and Minho found himself speechless, his gaze flickering between both of Jisung’s eyes.

Just as Minho was attuned to Jisung’s body, it appeared Jisung had become just had invested in Minho, the younger alpha able to detect the changes in his scent. Minho hadn’t realized he was turned on, not until Jisung mentioned it, but it was true, he was already completely hard, aching in his underwear once again.

Was he really afraid?

Not afraid of Jisung, of course - But afraid of letting himself get close to someone like this again? Is that what held him back?

Minho had been alone for years, had gotten comfortable with that, and hadn't tried to change it. But one alpha had made him rethink everything over the course of a single day.

And Minho realized that, yes, he was afraid.

But he was also way too curious to ignore the opportunity in front of him. Or, in this case, wrapped around him from behind.

“Okay.”

“Okay?” Jisung echoed, his brows furrowing a bit. “Whatever you want, Minho, I need you to say it very plainly.” He stated calmly, and Minho found himself smiling, recognizing that they were having the same conversation they did earlier that day, but the roles were reversed.

“I want you to make me feel good, Jisung.” Minho vocalized now, hating the way his voice shook a bit with how nervous he was. “I want you to use me, in whatever way you want. I want to help you.” He added with a nod, feeling the way Jisung’s grip tightened on his chin a bit, the younger alpha smiling wider.

“Oh, fuck yeah.” Jisung said eloquently, making Minho laugh again at the younger alpha’s choice of words. He didn’t expect to hear anything else, per say, but just his blunt choice of words did make Minho laugh genuinely, despite how nervous he was in that moment.

As Minho laughed, Jisung nuzzled against the side of his scent, licking against his scent gland again. Tilting his head back in pleasure, Minho let a soft moan slip past his lips, Jisung’s hands reaching for the waistband of his shorts and tugging them off.

Minho leaned forward, bracing his hands and knees flat against the mattress, as Jisung pulled the shorts off his body, blushing intensely as he was exposed in front of the other alpha. He arched his back a little as he looked back over his shoulder, hoping to meet Jisung’s eyes for a bit of reassurance, but the other alpha’s attention was stolen away.

Both of Jisung’s hands braced the curves of his ass, his strong hands gripping tightly onto him, as he leaned forward over Minho’s back, pressing a few light kisses along his spine. Minho knew that Jisung’s wasn’t super fond of kisses, but the other alpha seemed to sense what Minho needed in that moment, a low moan slipping past Jisung’s lips as he pressed his hips flush against Minho’s ass.

“You’re fucking amazing, hyung. Your ass and thighs… They’re fucking incredible.” Jisung’s voice was edged with his alpha timbre, his words making Minho chirp softly with the praise.

“Are you just gonna stare at me all night, pup?” Minho teased as he dropped onto his elbows, deepening the arch of his back further as he showed off his ass more. “Or are you gonna do something about it?”

Jisung growled a bit as he watched Minho’s hips sway in front of him, spanking the older alpha so hard that his whole body flinched at the sudden contact. Immediately, Minho felt the sting of Jisung’s palm imprinted on his ass cheek, but he only gritted his teeth, refusing to back down that easily.

“Keep your thighs close together, Min, as tightly as you can.” Jisung instructed quietly, his voice low and gravelly. Minho was a bit surprised by the request, but before he could ask for clarity, he could feel Jisung’s cock pressing against the back of his thighs as the younger alpha pulled his underwear away.

Panic immediately spiked in Minho’s chest, his hands gripping the sheets tightly within his fists. “Jisung–” Minho tried to warn him to take it easy, to warm him up first before diving right in. Yes, he was in rut, but he hoped Jisung had enough common sense to remember that he wasn’t an omega. Minho had never done this before, he needed prep, he needed Jisung to take his time– “Jisung!”

The younger alpha’s cock was covered in sticky Omegalicious lube as he pushed his cock between the narrow space of Minho’s thick thighs. The sudden intrusion had Minho gasping, dropping his head down between his arms to look back between his legs, seeing Jisung’s cock pushing between his thighs, brushing right against Minho’s own cock.

“Holy shit!” Minho felt his whole body burn with how erotic the sight was, nearly collapsing onto the mattress as Jisung’s arm wrapped around him from behind once again, his fist gripping Minho’s cock tightly. “Jisung, what are you–” He struggled to find words, to wrap his mind around what was happening to his body.

“You’re so tight, hyung. You feel so fucking good wrapped around my cock.” Jisung groaned loudly, leaning over Minho’s back again and biting down fiercely onto his shoulder blade. Minho’s back arched deeper in response, pathetic mewls falling from his lips as Jisung started thrusting his cock between his thighs, the older alpha’s body jolting with each of his movements.

Jisung was fucking his thighs.

Jisung, who could sense just how nervous Minho was, and Minho, who had no idea how he would be able to fit Jisung’s cock inside him.

Jisung was fucking his thighs, eliminating Minho’s fear or shame or pain from the situation entirely.

Jisung was fucking his thighs, already desperately chasing his own orgasm as he teeth sunk deep into Minho’s skin.

Jisung was fucking his thighs, pumping his hand at the same speed that he thrusted his hips, pulling Minho along with him as he focused on both of their pleasure.

Jisung was fucking his thighs like a man possessed - And Minho realized that the younger alpha was an absolute genius.

“Fuck yes! Keep going!” Minho urged him on with a loud moan, squeezing his thighs even tighter together as Jisung growled loudly from behind him, his thrusts getting even more aggressive.

“You’re so fucking sexy, Min.” Jisung huffed with effort as he twisted his hand around Minho’s length as he continued stroking him, the older alpha’s legs trembling with pleasure. “I can’t wait to bust my knot all over you. You’re gonna look fucking incredible covered in my cum.” He moaned at the mental image alone, letting go of his bite on Minho’s shoulder.

Reaching forward, he grabbed Minho’s chin again, pulling the older alpha’s head to look over his shoulder again. Minho looked back to find Jisung’s eyes again, and the other man immediately met his gaze, his hot breath fanning out across Minho’s face as he started thrusting even faster. Minho’s eyes rolled backwards as he focused on Jisung’s intensity, his toes curling as his cock twitched in Jisung’s grasp. His thighs burned a bit from how quickly Jisung was thrusting, his skin irritated slightly, but he couldn’t find it within himself to really care.

He felt fucking fantastic. And he was completely content being underneath Jisung like this.

“I want you to cum on my thighs.” Minho panted as he forced himself to look at Jisung again, his heart racing when he realized the other alpha was still watching him closely from over his shoulder. “A-And then I want you to clean up your mess. Lick it up like the good little pup you are.” He added with a moan, but Jisung seemed to enjoy the idea as well, a sinister smile spreading across his features.

“It would be my honor, Alpha.” Jisung was perfectly content to switch the dynamics, even now, when Minho’s body was pinned beneath his own, and Minho really enjoyed that.

“My puppy is so obedient.” Minho cooed at him, moaning again as Jisung’s thrusts continued to jostle his body. He could feel Jisung’s knot pressing against his thighs, irritating his skin even more, but Minho knew that he wasn’t any better. His own knot was forming beneath Jisung’s fist, and he was just as desperate for release. “As soon as you can make me cum, Jisungie, you can knot my thighs. But don’t forget - I get to cum first. Understood?” He explained breathlessly.

Jisung grunted loudly at Minho’s words, starting to pump his fist even faster around Minho’s length. “Of course, Alpha.” He growled his confirmation, biting down onto Minho’s shoulder roughly and making the older alpha cry out in a wild mixture of pleasure and pain.

The younger alpha’s thrusts became even more aggressive and erratic the closer he got to his orgasm, goosebumps rising on Minho’s body as soaked up the full intensity of Jisung’s movements. Feeling the tension gather in the pit of his stomach, Minho dropped his head down between his arms once again, whimpered loudly as he watched Jisung’s cock thrust between his thighs over and over and over, until finally–

“Jisung!” Minho cried out as that tension within him finally snapped, his knot expanding at his base as he started cumming, his entire body trembling as strings of viscous, white cum covered the bed sheets beneath them.

Jisung growled loudly as Minho’s orgasm seemed to be the final thing to push him over the edge, his own knot burst less than a second later. Minho watched as the younger alpha’s knot lodged itself between his thick thighs, Jisung’s cum coating both of his legs immediately.

It was so messy, both of them making an absolute disaster of the bed, but it was so fucking sexy, and Minho was grateful that he got to witness it with his own eyes.

Minho felt like his entire body was vibrating as he stayed there, still keeping his thighs squeezed tightly together, not wanting to take the sensation away from Jisung’s knot. He was panting, trying to catch his breath, as Jisung’s bite finally released from his shoulder, the younger alpha pressing tender kisses to his spine once again.

“Min?” Jisung called for him quietly, his fingers carefully intertwining with Minho’s long brown hair and supporting the back of his head, trying to get Minho to look back at him again. “Hyung, did I do good?” His voice was gentle, and Minho smiled fondly at the other man’s quiet search for reassurance.

“You did so well, puppy, I’m so proud. You made me feel amazing.” Minho cooed happily as he leaned into Jisung’s hand, looking at the alpha from over his shoulder. “Did you have fun?” He teased gently, but Jisung only smiled wider as he nodded.

“So much fun.” Jisung nodded, his other hand carefully letting go of Minho’s length. Minho whimpered softly at the loss of pressure, his knot still sensitive, but he appreciated Jisung’s hand moving to hold his waist instead. “Roll over, hyung. It’s time to clean you up.” He reminded gently, and Minho felt his stomach tense with excitement.

Carefully, Minho spread his legs open, hearing as Jisung hissed softly from the loss of pressure around his knot, but he didn’t complain. Instead, Jisung carefully maneuvered Minho to lay on his back, the older alpha resting his head against the pillows, as Jisung settled down onto his stomach as he laid down between Minho’s spread legs.

Minho’s thighs were a complete wreck. His usually pale skin was red with irritation, the shimmering pearlescence of the Omegalicious lube dripping down his inner thighs. But most notable of all was the white vicious cum that covered his thighs, Jisung whistling softly at the sight alone.

“Go on.” Minho prompted him with a small tilt of his head, spreading his knees and pushing them flush to the mattress, giving Jisung ample room to work. “Clean up your mess, every last drop. And you better say thank you once you’re done.” He urged Jisung to continue, smiling brighter as the younger alpha hovered above his lap, threading his fingers through Jisung’s unruly curls.

“Yes, Alpha.” Jisung looked far too excited for his chore, but Minho wasn’t about to complain, humming happily as Jisung ducked his head down.

Immediately, he set to work, lapping at Minho’s thighs and cleaning his cum up with his own mouth. It was so erotic to watch him lick up his own release and swallow it back down, Minho biting down on his bottom lip and clenching his fingers tighter in Jisung’s hair to keep himself calm.

But Jisung did exactly what Minho asked of him, not stopping for a single moment until the older alpha’s thighs were completely clean once again, now glistening with Jisung’s spit. Now, neither one of them were truly clean, and they both were in desperate need of a shower, but this worked for now. And Minho was so pleased with Jisung’s effort and dedication.

“Thank you, Alpha.” Jisung mumbled as he raised his head again, licking his own lips as he crawled up Minho’s body until he caged the other alpha beneath him, his hands on either side of Minho’s pillow. “You must be doing something to me. My cum has never tasted that sweet before.” He commented with a smirk, but Minho only laughed at him, poking Jisung’s side with his finger.

“It’s called having fun sex, I’m glad I could help.” Minho teased gently, his hands moving to rub the sides of Jisung’s waist, looking his toned body over once again. A question popped into his mind, one that he wasn’t entirely sure was appropriate to ask at that moment. But then again, they had just rubbed their dicks together until they came - He wasn’t sure the word ‘inappropriate’ existed in their vocabulary. “Do you… Do you have a lot of boring sex? You know, with other people?” He asked quietly, watching as Jisung’s brow arched in surprise.

Jisung had mentioned that he kept his relationships casual ever since he got out of a messy breakup. And the way he spoke about his ruts made it sound like he frequently changed who he had sex with. Not that Minho would judge him either way - But he was curious why Jisung would mention that what they had done was special in some way.

“I, uh… I wouldn’ say ‘a lot’, but…” Jisung seemed to struggle to find the right words. Minho waited for a few moments for him to continue, already considering telling Jisung to forget what he asked, but finally, he got an answer. “It’s my job. To have sex, I mean. I’m a camboy. I make sex content for a living, whether that’s solo or with a partner.” Jisung blushed as he answered, and while Minho thought he looked absolutely adorable when he blushed, his mind was reeling with the words he was trying to process.

“You… You’re kidding…” Minho wasn’t quite sure how to respond, shaking his head a bit. He wasn’t upset or angry, but he was surprised. It wasn’t a detail Jisung needed to share, but it shocked him to hear it brought up now, after what they’d done… “Now that’s an interesting job.” He finally decided on what to say, but Jisung only laughed awkwardly in response.

“Yeah…” Jisung trailed off for a moment, biting on his bottom lip. “Most people will recognize me, actually. That’s why I always wear a hat and mask when I go out. Baggy clothes help too, since people know what my body looks like. Especially the tattoos, they kind of give me away.” He explained quietly, and Minho remembered the outfit Jisung was wearing when they meant, and how he looked so much different once all of those layers came off of his body. “But you… You didn’t recognize me. Usually, I can tell, but you… The way you looked at me, my body, my cock - I knew you never saw me before. And I really liked that.”  He admitted with a shy smile, and Minho hated the way his heart fluttered within his chest at the admission.

“And I understand why you didn’t tell me right away either. It’s a pretty big thing to reveal to someone, even though it’s just your job.” Minho rationalized aloud, and Jisung nodded slowly, relief crossing his features as he realized Minho wasn’t upset with him. “Well, I’m glad that I could be a new, fun experience for you. I had a lot of fun as well.” He admitted as he blushed as well, sitting up a bit and wincing a bit at the discomfort in his shoulders. “Well, maybe not the parts where you bit me like a wild animal. My shoulders might’ve appreciated a little less of that.” He teased with a laugh, rubbing his neck with his hand.

“Yeah, I… I got a little excited there. My jaw was aching so badly to claim you, I couldn’t help it.” Jisung admitted softly, looking over Minho’s shoulder and swallowing thickly when he saw the carnage on his back. “Shit, actually… Do you have a first aid kit?” He asked in a whisper, but Minho laughed softly, moving to stand up.

It took a moment to steady himself on his feet, his thighs feeling a little sore, but Minho was able to stand upright on his own. Without having to say anything this time, Jisung was already on his feet, following behind him obediently as Minho led the way to the bathroom.

Looking in the bathroom mirror, it really did look like Minho had been attacked by an animal, several savage bites covering his shoulder blades. Jisung looked terribly guilty, apologizing multiple times, but Minho insisted that it was fine.

They were both disgusting, and desperately needed a shower, but Minho’s open wounds were a good reason for them to get clean now, both of them stepping into the shower together. Jisung was insistent on washing Minho’s hair and body for him, and the older alpha was quick to agree, enjoying being spoiled a bit. It had been so long since someone else had showered with him, had cleaned his body for him.

And with Jisung… It was nice. Really, really, really nice.

When it was Jisung’s turn to get clean, Minho was quick to take over for him, hushing the younger alpha when he tried to protest against it. It was an intimate moment, but Minho tried not to think about it too much, focusing instead on how proud he was that he was able to support Jisung’s through his first ever solo rut.

Well, it wasn’t exactly solo. But they were doing this without a beta or omega to support them - Which meant that it was still extremely difficult.

When out of the shower, Jisung used the first aid kit to cover his bites on Minho’s back with antibiotic cream and bandaids, which were a little uncomfortable, but they would help Minho heal sooner rather than later. They both returned to the bedroom, but before they could think about sleeping, their next order or business was changing the sheets.

Covered in claw marks, sweat, cum, and a little bit of Minho’s blood, the current sheets were ruined and had no chance of lasting the remainder of the week. Thankfully, with the two of them working together, it was extremely easy for them to make the king-sized mattress with fresh, clean sheets. And as soon as they were finished, Minho laid back on the bed and let out a long sigh of relief, his body still completely naked after their shower.

Thankfully, Jisung seemed to have the same idea as him, the younger alpha laying down beside him and immediately wrapping his arms around Minho’s waist. The older alpha didn’t complain as he was pulled against Jisung’s chest, the other man hugging him close as he nuzzled his face into Minho’s still-damp hair.

“Jisung?” Minho called out to the younger alpha quietly, and though he didn’t answer with words, Jisung did let out a soft hum, letting Minho know that he was listening. “Thank you for tonight. I was really worried about you fitting inside me, but you found a way to make both of us feel good without making me feel uncomfortable, and I really appreciated that.” He admitted softly, raising his head when he felt Jisung pull back a bit. Looking up, he could see Jisung looking down at him with a gentle gaze, a soft smile on his face. “Thank you for telling me about your job, for sharing that with me. Thank you for cleaning me up and taking care of my back. Just… Thank you. For everything.” He whispered with finality, unsure how much he should say, but his exhaustion had clearly made him drop some of his usual filters, and he was too tired to stop himself now. “I got so comfortable being alone. But… It really is so nice having you here. I’m grateful that we met, Jisung.” He smiled up at the younger alpha, feeling his heart race again as Jisung smiled back at him just as brightly.

“I’m grateful that we met as well, Minho. Definitely an unlikely encounter, a one in a million chance… But I’m so happy we had that chance.” Jisung whispered to him, his hand carefully rubbing Minho’s back and being mindful of his bandages.

Willing his heart to relax, Minho nuzzled his face into Jisung’s chest to break their eye contact, relieved when the younger alpha just held him closer, without hesitation of complaint.

They had both had a crazy fucking day, one that had left them both exhausting and reeling. And with the rest of the week still ahead of them, they needed to rest as much as possible.

Minho immediately started to relax in Jisung’s arms, humming softly as the younger alpha pulled a blanket up to cover their bodies. In the warmth of the bed, Minho didn’t mind that either one of them were still completely naked as they laid with their bodies flush together. They were definitely past the point of being bothered by nudity - But cuddling was definitely new territory for them.

Thankfully, it felt as natural as breathing.

And Minho wasn’t surprised in the slightest about that.

Unfortunately, as comfortable as they were, they were only afforded a few hours of peace. And when chaos struck again, it was entirely Minho’s fault.

He’d been sleeping peacefully, curled up against Jisung’s chest with the younger alpha’s arms wrapped securely around him. Jisung’s fever and scent, while still intense, had calmed down significantly. However, their proximity, along with Minho’s failing ability to keep himself under control, had brought on what he’d feared since the beginning.

Waking up covered in sweat, his skin burning as his entire body ached, Minho groaned in discomfort at his sorry state as soon as he woke up. His rut had come one day early - And he was in rough shape.

“Fuck…” He grumbled under his breath, curling up even tighter around himself, his wraps wrapping around his middle. Leave it to him to ruin such a relaxing evening. He was about to get up, ready to banish himself to the living room so he wouldn’t disturb Jisung’s rest, when a sweet scent distracted him.

Unable to fight his instincts as well as he would’ve liked, Minho tracked the scent, inhaling deeply as he moved closer and closer until–

Jisung.

Minho’s eyes flutter opened as he pressed his nose into the crook of Jisung’s throat, realizing the stray sweet scent he’d caught was actually the younger alpha beside him. Immediately, Minho blinked quickly, trying to get the rational part of his mind to back away, but the feral part of him had already honed in on the scent he wanted - And backing off from that scent was hardly an option.

His body already made it’s choice. It was Minho’s logic that was trying to hold him back. Yet, the more he scented Jisung’s throat, the more the alpha’s scent clouded every single part of his mind, the more Minho’s logic started to fail him.

With a low groin, Minho was ashamed to realize that he was already hard. In the low light of the bedroom, he could see Jisung was still fast asleep, and Minho knew he was absolutely insane for being so hot and bothered over someone unconscious.

Minho should have just left him alone. Minho should’ve torn himself away, should’ve marched himself into the bathroom to take an ice cold shower. Minho’s logic told him to do a lot of things to put distance between himself and Jisung.

And Minho ignored all of them as he realized his cock was already hard as a rock.

Trying not to bother Jisung, Minho carefully rolled onto his back, still keeping his head turned to inhale Jisung’s scent, but tightly fisting the base of his cock in sheer desperation.

One orgasm. Quick and painless. Just to get it out of his system so he could function like a normal human being again.

But it was Minho’s luck that he had only gotten a few strokes in, precum already spilling past his fingers, when Jisung suddenly shifted, his brows furrowed. He squeezed his arms together, and it seemed like he immediately sensed Minho’s presence was missing from against his chest, his eyes blinking open sleepily.

Which put him face to face with Minho, both of them just staring at one another, Minho’s cock twitching in the palm of his hand due to the sheer fact that Jisung simply looked at him.

“Hyung?” Jisung’s morning voice was rough and low, Minho’s stomach tightening upon hearing it. “You stink.” His words were more of a quiet realization than an insult, his brows furrowing slightly.

“Y-Yeah… I’m sorry.” Minho whispered, carefully moving to sit up. “I started my rut. I’m gonna go take care of it in the bathroom–” He explained quietly as he turned his body to get up, but Jisung had grabbed his arm, holding him in place.

“Why would you do that?” Jisung prompted him quietly, shaking his head. “I’m right here.”

“I know, that’s why I’m going to the bathroom.” Minho blushed deeply. He had offered his help to Jisung because the alpha was insistent that he couldn’t endure his rut on his own, but Minho hadn’t prepared himself for the idea that the favor would be returned. The idea of Jisung helping him, allowing the other man to see him at his worst – It terrified him.

“Minho, please.” Jisung sounded genuinely hurt, grabbing onto Minho’s arm tighter. “I want to help you.” He insisted with a frown, moving up to kneel on his knees in front of Minho, reaching to hold both of his hands. “I know you’ve had bad experiences sharing your rut with others in the past, but I’m different. We are different. I know you feel it too.” He whispered, but his tone was insistent, squeezing Minho’s hands within his own.

“Jisung…” Minho sighed, shaking his head a little as dropping his gaze down to the sheets. “Jisung, you are different. You are amazing. And it’s because you’re so special that I don’t want to ruin what’s happening between us, it’s still so new–”

Jisung’s lips pressing against his own killed the excuse on Minho’s lips before he could finish muttering it.

They lingered there, frozen, lips pressed against one another, hands laced together, both of them afraid to disturb how fragile that moment was.

Jisung was the one to carefully pull away, unable to meet Minho’s eyes. “I-I’m sorry. I just didn’t want you to push me away–” He whispered, but he also didn’t get to finish what he wanted to say.

Minho separated his hands from Jisung’s, wrapping them around the back of the alpha’s neck instead. Rising onto his knees, Minho pulled Jisung into another kiss, this one much more intense now that Minho wasn’t caught off guard.

Jisung had expressed that kisses were too intimate for him, so he avoided them. So the fact that he made the initiative to kiss Minho told the older alpha everything he needed to know.

They were doing this. As more than just friends who were doing a favor for one another. And Minho didn’t try to stop his heart from racing anymore.

Jisung returned Minho’s kiss just as intensely, his arms wrapping around the older alpha’s waist as he pulled their bodies flush. Minho could feel just how feverish his skin was now that he was pressed against the other man, but Jisung didn’t seem to mind, humming happily as deepened the kiss further.

“Let me help you, Alpha.” Jisung’s voice dripped with his alpha timbre as he spoke again, his lips still pressed against Minho’s, drawing a low growl from the older man. “I may not be an omega, but I want you to fuck me like I am. I want you to breed me, as hard and rough as you want, Alpha.” He urged, knowing all the right words that would drive Minho’s inner alpha mad, the older man licking inside his mouth.

“No… No, I’m going to breed you like an alpha. My tough little pup that won’t break, no matter how hard I scratch and bite. My obedient little toy that takes as many knots as I want to lock inside you.” Minho mumbled against him, loving the way Jisung whined high in his throat at the words. “Yeah? Does that sound good, puppy? You want to be my breeding bitch?” He added fuel to the fire with a smirk.

Jisung growled as he displayed that alpha power a moment later, pushing Minho back until he was laying flat on the bed again, the younger alpha quickly moving to straddle his waist. “Fuck yes, Alpha, I want that so badly. I want to feel you inside me, filling me with your knot, over and over.” Jisung sounded like an alpha, the timbre clear in his voice, but his words themselves were completely submissive, the contradiction making Minho’s head spin a bit. “Make me your bitch, Alpha. I don’t want to think, I just want to be yours.” Jisung smiled as he reached behind him, stroking Minho’s already achingly-hard cock.

“You are mine.” Minho growled possessively, grabbing the bottle of Omegalicious lube off the dresser and pouring a generous amount onto his fingers. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard, and leave my bites all over your body, so that everyone will know who you belong to. Even your viewers - They’ll all know you’re my bitch.” He moaned at the thought alone, reaching between Jisung’s spread thighs and rubbing his fingers against his hole.

Jisung faltered at that, Minho’s words melting with his actions, his eyes rolling backwards. The younger alpha braced himself by placing his free hand flat against Minho’s chest, still stroking the older alpha’s cock, as Minho’s fingers rubbed at his hole, dipping inside him carefully.

“Yes! Yes, I want everyone to know, Minho. I want to show you off. I want everyone to be jealous of how fucking sexy my alpha is.” Jisung panted, rolling his hips backwards into Minho’s hand as his fingers steadily stretched him out.

Minho tried to imagine it, them doing something this lude in front of a camera, knowing all of Jisung’s subscribers would see it. To allow all of them, strangers on the internet, to see a glimpse of something so taboo yet intimate, two alphas sharing their ruts with one another. To let all of them be jealous of Minho, the fact that he was blessed to meet the greatest alpha, who not only was his best friend, but was the most versatile switch.

No, next time, Minho wanted Jisung to fuck him. He wanted the world to see the only alpha he would allow inside him, to breed him, to break past the walls Minho had kept up for years. Minho also wanted to show Jisung off. He wanted everything the other alpha could give him and then some.

“God, you’re so fucking hot.” Minho groaned as he raised his head, kissing Jisung's chest before licking one of his nipples into his mouth. Jisung shuddered at the contact, fucking his hips back against Minho’s fingers even faster, pretty whimpers falling from his lips as Minho worked. “I can’t wait to fuck you stupid.” He mumbled against Jisung’s skin as he switched to suck on his other nipple, the younger alpha chirping happily as he arched his back.

“Don’t make me wait, Alpha.” Jisung whined softly, reaching for the bottle of Omegalicious lube as well, pouring some into his palm before he stroked Minho once again, slick sounds filling the room. “I’m so fucking ready. Please don’t make me wait any longer.” He was practically begging, his thighs shaking softly with every press of Minho’s fingers against his prostate.

“You’re so cute when you beg, pup.” Minho chuckled at Jisung’s expense, but he did pull away from his chest in favor of looking down between their bodies. Pouring even more lube onto his cock, Minho watched as Jisung took over the rest of the way, guiding his cock against his entrance. The older alpha watched with a low groan as Jisung slipped easily on his slick cock, but the pressure was already so intense, Jisung’s thighs shaking even though he only had a few inches inside him.

“Oh, fuck!” Jisung whimpered, his hand on Minho’s chest digging his nails into the older alpha’s flesh a bit. Minho hummed softly to soothe him, but he couldn’t bring himself to look away, both of his hands grabbing onto Jisung’s narrow waist and pushing him down a little further. “You’re so fucking big, Alpha!” Jisung cried out a bit, but his own cock twitched with pleasure as Minho sunk deeper inside him, showing just how much he was enjoying himself.

“I’m the perfect size for my tight little bitch.” Minho moaned as he watched Jisung sink all the way to the base of his cock, his nails digging into Jisung’s waist in pleasure. “You’re burning up, Jisung. So hot and wet around me.” He panted as he slid one of his hands down to wrap around Jisung’s cock, pumping his length a few times.

“Holy shit…” Jisung shuddered at Minho’s hand around him, arching his back as he bounced his hips on Minho’s length. The older man growled from behind gritted teeth, his nails scrambling against Jisung’s waist, but it was way too fucking sexy watching Jisung ride him like this. Neither one of them were going to last long like this. “A-Alpha, I–” Jisung whimpered as he picked up the speed of his hips a bit, but his head tipped backwards as his eyes rolled back, clearly enjoying himself.

“Don’t think. Be my brainless little whore. All you need to worry about is riding my cock, baby.” Minho smiled up at him, stroking Jisung’s dick in time with the younger alpha’s movements. Jisung’s entire body was trembling, clearly overstimulated, and his knot was already growing at the base of his cock.

But at Minho’s words, he did seem to stop thinking. Jisung’s body seemed to move entirely on instinct as he bounced on his knees, all of his muscles flexing as his thighs trembled, Minho’s cock sinking deep inside him over and over. Soft whimpers and moans tumbled past his lips, Jisung’s hands shaking where they pressed into Minho’s chest, struggling to keep himself steady as he moved.

“Gonna cum…” Jisung panted softly, his eyes struggling to focus on Minho as they rolled backwards in pleasure. “I’m gonna cum, Alpha, please… Please let me cum…” He begged breathlessly, but Minho only chuckled at his expense, sliding his hand off of Jisung’s hip to spank his ass roughly.

“You know you don’t get to cum before I do, pup.” Minho smiled as Jisung’s body jolted above his own, the alpha’s eyes snapping open to full attention as the sudden spank. “Keep going.” He instructed with another spank, earning a loud yelp from Jisung.

“I-I… I can’t, Alpha.” Jisung shook his head, his hips coming to a halt, but his thighs continued to shake with tremors. “My legs hurt… And I need to cum so badly…” He whined in complaint, rubbing Minho’s chest in an attempt to appease him. “Please, Alpha, I–”

Minho sat up before Jisung could finish what he wanted to say, his hand wrapping around the base of the younger alpha’s throat as he moved. With one quick maneuver, Minho had flipped their positions, his hand now pinning Jisung down to the bed by his throat, the older man looming over his body.

“We’ll work on getting your leg strength up, puppy. Next time, you can ride my cock until I lock my knot inside you. But this time, I’ll go easy on you.” Minho teased him, his words a direct contradiction to his rough actions. “Open your fucking mouth. Open!” He instructed as he started thrusting his hips, Jisung’s body jolting with his movements.

Jisung giggled in pleasure as Minho choked him out, his tongue lolling out of his mouth as he opened it wide, his wide eyes looking up at the alpha above him. Not slowly his hips at all, Minho spit down into Jisung’s open mouth, earning another loud giggle from the younger alpha before he swallowed Minho’s drool with a satisfied hum.

“Thank you, Alpha.” Jisung moaned beneath him, his voice pinched due to Minho’s palm pressing against his airway. His eyes rolled backwards as Minho’s thrusts worked up to a reckless pace, his hands scrambling to grab onto the bed sheets.

Now that he wasn’t pinned beneath Jisung, Minho had full reign to move freely, his rut-fueled instincts driving him forward. He had no sense of how rough he was being, how hard he was choking Jisung, how fast his hips were going - All of that blurred together as he chased his own orgasm, his heart thudding loudly in his ears.

Growls tumbled endlessly past his lips, drool gathering behind his gritted teeth as his jaws began to ache, the desire to mark and claim Jisung clouding his thoughts. Thankfully, Jisung seemed to register that Minho had lost control of that logical side of himself - And instead of being afraid, he softened his gaze and brought one of his hands up to wrap around Minho’s wrist, squeezing the forearm that Minho was using to choke him.

“I’m okay, Alpha. Keep going… You feel so fucking good.” Jisung struggled to speak, but he managed the words, his other hand coming up to press down against his lower stomach. “You’re so fucking deep inside me, hyung. I need you to breed me, please, I need it so badly.” His voice cracked with desire now and Minho growled back at him in response, unable to form words.

Minho let go of Jisung’s throat in favor of grabbing his hair roughly, and while the younger man immediately gasped for air, the older alpha dropped his head to Jisung’s neck instead. He wasted no time in clearing a space for himself, biting down intensely onto the bend of Jisung’s neck, right where his throat met his collarbone. The younger alpha whimpered in pain at the claiming bite, his body flinching a bit in reaction, but he was quick to relax again, Minho’s cock still thrusting hard and fast inside him.

When Minho’s knot caught on Jisung’s rim for the first time, the older alpha felt his entire body shudder at the sensation, his stomach tightening in anticipation. Jisung seemed to have a visceral reaction as well, his cock twitching in Minho’s fist as he felt the knot push against his rim, letting out a high pitched whine.

“Such a good pup for me.” Minho mumbled against Jisung’s skin, sinking in his bite a bit deeper, recognizing the metallic taste of blood as it spread across his tongue. Some feral part deep within him was spurred on even more now that Jisung’s blood flowed within his veins, his hand pumping the younger alpha’s length even faster as he felt his orgasm building.

Soon enough, with every single thrust inside of Jisung, Minho’s knot began pulling at his rim, making it more difficult to move. The older alpha knew he was close, slowing his hips and instead focusing on his intensity, his last few thrusts punching deep within Jisung’s gut and pulling sharp mewls of pleasure from the alpha beneath him.

But as Jisung’s rim squeezed tight around him, Minho found his knot expanding even further, until both he and Jisung were locked together, unable to move. With a loud growl, Minho spilled his cum deep inside of the alpha beneath him, his entire body trembling with the intensity of it.

“Yes! Oh, fuck, yes!” Jisung screamed as he felt Minho finally cumming inside him, his back arching with his own release, finally free to cum now that Minho reached his orgasm. His arms wrapped around the back of Minho’s neck to pull him even closer, the younger alpha trembling against Minho’s chest as they rode out their orgasms together.

It took a few minutes for Minho to catch a grip on reality again, his chest heaving as he finally started to think logically again. Right away, he released his bite from Jisung’s throat, licking up the excess blood and pressing tender kisses to the sensitive skin, but Jisung didn’t give much of a reaction, just groaning softly in discomfort.

Next, he loosened his grip on Jisung’s curls, his fingers combing through his hair instead. He tried to lift himself up, eager to meet Jisung’s eyes, but the younger alpha was still clinging tightly to his neck, refusing to let him go.

“Hey, baby, you’re alright. I’m calm again, I promise.” Minho chuckled a bit as he rubbed Jisung’s arm with his other hand, pressing a gentle kiss to his shoulder, right beside his gnarly-looking bite. “Can I see you?” He asked gently, not wanting to disturb the younger man after everything else he’d already put him through.

“My ass hurts.” Jisung mumbled, his arms getting even tighter around him.

Minho laughed a little louder at how pouty Jisung sounded, making Jisung laugh softly with him. With another kiss to Jisung’s shoulder, the younger man’s arms gradually released their grip, and Minho was able to look down at him properly.

Jisung looked absolutely beautiful, a sheen of sweat across his skin, his half-lidded eyes looking up at Minho sleepily. Minho’s bite on his shoulder was still bleeding slightly, but it suited him perfectly - And Minho really didn’t care if that was just his bias. He looked exhausted, and Minho felt a little guilty, knowing the absolute menace he was during his ruts.

But Jisung was smiling brightly as he looked up at him, one of his hands raising up to hold the side of his face. “It’s a good thing you’re hot. It feels like my hole is gonna rip.” He panted softly, clearly still feeling the pressure of Minho’s knot inside him.

“I’m sorry.” Minho blushed brightly, leaning his head into Jisung’s palm. “I should’ve been more careful, I know how much I lose my mind when I’m in rut…” He trailed off as Jisung shook his head.

“You were just fine, Minho. You didn’t do anything that I didn’t want you to. And I really enjoyed myself the entire time.” Jisung reassured him genuinely, raising his head off the mattress and groaning softly with the effort. 

Minho leaned a bit to meet him halfway, brushing his nose against Jisung’s before pressing a careful kiss to his lips. The younger alpha immediately responded, his hand running up into Minho’s hair as he kissed him back sincerely, sharing a tender moment between them after all of the roughness Minho put them through.

“Thank you, Jisung.” Minho mumbled against his lips, earning a soft hum from the other man. “By the way, did you really mean what you said earlier? That you want to show me off? That you want people to know… about us?” He asked softly, pulling out of the kiss but keeping his face close to Jisung’s, watching as the smile spread across his face again.

“Of course I did, Minho. I meant every word that I said.” He nodded, looking between both of Minho’s eyes a couple of times. “I hope you meant it too?” He prompted softly, and though his smile didn’t falter, Minho could hear the worry in his voice.

“I meant every syllable, Jisung.” Minho reassured him immediately, using his thumb to carefully run along the bite that he engraved into Jisung’s skin. It was a clear sign of possession, one that he fully intended to keep raw and visible, wondering how often Jisung would let him refresh the mark. “You’re mine, pup. I’m never letting you go.” He warned lowly, allowing a bit of his alpha timbra slip into his words.

He could feel the way Jisung trembled beneath him at the words, his hole tightening around Minho’s knot in reaction. But as Minho let out a soft groan of pleasure, Jisung only laughed softly, a cocky smirk spreading across his features. “Good. Because you’re mine too. And next time, I’m absolutely locking my knot inside you.” He teased, making Minho laugh loudly, finding it funny that Jisung decided breeding Minho was important to mention at a time like this. “Don’t laugh! I mean it!” The younger alpha laughed as well, playfully hitting Minho’s shoulder.

“I know you do!” Minho nodded to agree with him, a smirk on his face as well. “The day you fuck me on one of your streams, that’s the day you can knot inside me. I wanna be able to watch it again later, over and over again, as many times as I want.” He blushed as he explained his reasoning, his heart racing as he imagined it.

Jisung seemed to be thinking of it too, his eyes alight with mischief now as he looked up at Minho, his hole tightening around his knot once again. “I can make that happen, Alpha.” He spoke quietly, his alpha timbre dripping into his words once again, a chill running up Minho’s spine as he realized Jisung’s own rut was still running strong with him.

They had a long week left ahead of them. And while Minho had never felt excited about his ruts before, having Jisung beside him made everything feel completely different in the best way possible.