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''How long until we gotta stream?''
The trio were lounging at the gym, cooling down after completing the last bit of cardio. The trainer had left not long ago and they had decided to remain back for a bit, too lazy to go back to the dorms to change.
''A little bit more than an hour'' Minhyung replied, blinking away the drowsiness he felt. His limbs felt heavy and tense—today they had focused on training their lower bodies, and his legs felt warm and tired. He'd be sore tomorrow.
He was laying on his belly on one of the mats, letting the air conditioning cool his heated skin. The gym had an oddly pleasant mixture of their scents—vanilla, caramel, and cinnamon—and the trainer's; woody and comforting. It made him relax, feel sleepy.
Geonwoo was watching him closely, sprawled on the side. His pale skin held a rosy tone and Minhyung was unable to look away when their eyes met. Both shared a smile, and Minhyung looked up when Jinhyuk sat at the edge of the mat, placing a hand on his back.
The touch sent a spark through him. It was involuntary—his body was sensitive, hyper-aware of every touch. It was a very innocent, casual touch but his scent sparked slightly and he could see the immediate reaction by Jinhyuk the moment he smelled it.
''What did I do?'' Jinhyuk asked, curious. ''This?'' He added a bit of pressure, pushing his hand onto the middle of Minhyung's back.
Since he had presented as an omega, Minhyung's body had gone through a variety of changes that he still had trouble dealing with. The doctor's had been clear—hypersensitivity, reliance on his pack/alpha, emotional discontrol, etc. More than once, the most innocent touch could have him flinching, or if it was anyone from the pack, he'd melt and crave for more.
It was troublesome, and the lack of control over his own body had Minhyung irritated—quiet, detached. Sometimes it was hard to act like everything was okay when it really wasn't. And yet, no one in the pack judged him: Everyone was very understanding, and their little pack had grown considerably closer throughout his presentation. Everyone was protective and doting, and more importantly, patient and understanding.
Sexual intimacy had become the norm, and while it had taken Minhyung some time to get used to it, he was secretly grateful he had found a bond like it with his new teammates. Memories from his old pack resurfaced continuously, bringing a sense of guilt that often left him more confused than sad, but the feeling would quickly get buried under the happiness and comfort of the present
So when Jinhyuk pushed his hand further down his back, Minhyung allowed himself to moan. The touch felt good on his heated skin, and more importantly, it soothed the tense muscles of his lower back.
''Ah, sorry Minhyung-ah'' Jinhyuk whispered, and Minhyung immediately noticed the hesitation in his eyes. The scent of vanilla spread around them more noticeably, deeper and sweeter, and he could see the way it was affecting Jinhyuk. Minhyung could feel the slick building between his legs invitingly. ''Should I stop?''
Geonwoo didn't seem to fare any better—red faced, pupils dilated—as he began to move the mat he had been laying on closer to them, pushing it until both mats were stuck together, offering a comfortable place for both to lay down.
''No'' Minhyung muttered, sighing deeply. It was not a good idea to get touchy at the gym. They had already gotten in trouble for it, but the building arousal made his skin tingle with need. He wanted more. ''Can you...'' Minhyung panted, feeling his face heated and body heavy as he lifted his lower body, curving his back invitingly.
The effect was immediate. Jinhyuk pupils dilated, his nostrils flaring as he inhaled the sweet vanilla. He didn't hesitate, pushing his hand under the waistband of Minhyung's sweatpants and boxers, caressing the soft skin of his behind with a hand.
''Here?'' Geonwoo asked after a second, voice rough. He had sat up, hands shaking a bit, unsure. Minhyung looked at him amusedly. ''Minhyungie, don't look at me like that. What if-''
''We'll be quick?'' Minhyung whined, stopping Jinhyuk's touches as he rolled over onto his back, pushing down his sweatpants and boxers. That immediately stopped Geonwoo's words, one of his hands immediately moving to caress the plump, soft skin of his thighs. ''Please, I'm just-''
Jinhyuk leaned down to cup his face in a rather sweet gesture, pressing his lips against Minhyung's. It was a slow, deep kiss, and Minhyung immediately seeked for more as he opened his mouth, inviting Jinhyuk's tongue in. Geonwoo watched from the sidelines for a second, admiring the sight before he removed Minhyung's shoes carefully and pulled his sweatpants and boxers off completely, leaving him only on his shirt and socks.
Geonwoo met Jinhyuk's eyes for a second, both alphas quickly sharing a look as Minhyung panted between them, spreading his legs invitingly for them.
''I'm already-'' Minhyung tried to plead, voice deep and raspy as he moved a hand between his legs to rub the slickness seeping from him around his entrance, whining in a way that had both alphas twitching. ''Just do it, we don't have much time''
''Do you want him or me?'' Jinhyuk asked softly, brushing aside the soft hairs on Minhyung's forehead to the side, exposing more of his pretty face to them.
''Geonwoo'' Minhyung rasped out, spreading his legs further. The sight was obscene, and Geonwoo immediately obeyed, almost hypnotized as he leant down to kiss alongside the inner part of Minhyung's thighs, panting heavily against the soft plump skin as the deep scent of vanilla overwhelmed him. He sucked soft, loving marks on the tanned skin before wrapping his arms around Minhyung's thighs to lift his lower body slightly, leaning down to lick over his entrance.
The reaction was immediate, Minhyung's voice echoing around the gym as he whined against Jinhyuk's lips. His hips twitching as he felt Geonwoo's tongue lap at his entrance before pushing in. Jinhyuk was quick to act, kneeling, hands trembling slightly as he took off his jacket and placed it under Minhyung's head, to then pull down his sweatpants and boxers, taking out his hard, weeping cock, quickly rubbing it over Minhyung's lips invitingly.
Minhyung's lips parted instinctively at the hot, insistent pressure against them, his breath hitching as Jinhyuk's weeping cock brushed over his tongue once he opened his mouth. The taste was salty and musky, with the powerful scent of cinnamon offering him a heady mix that made his mouth water. He couldn't help but wrap his lips around the thick shaft, sucking gently at the tip first before taking the rest of the girthy length deeper. The alpha groaned above him, his fingers threading through Minhyung's silky hair, picking up a slow rhythm with a tender yet strong grip. The omega's body arched in response, a wave of pleasure rippling through him as Geonwoo's tongue delved deeper, lapping at the slick heat of his entrance hungrily.
The dual sensations overwhelmed Minhyung quickly—Jinhyuk's cock filling his mouth, stretching his lips in a way that made his jaw ache deliciously, while Geonwoo's mouth worked below, between his legs. Every lick sent jolts of electric pleasure up his spine, the vanilla scent of his own arousal mingling with the delicious cinnamon and caramel from the alphas, creating an intoxicating mix that drowned them in a haze.
Geonwoo's hands tightened around Minhyung's thighs, his long fingers leaving marks over the tanned skin. The alpha held him steady as he pushed his tongue in deeper, exploring the tight, fluttering warmth hungrily. Minhyung quickly became a desperate mess between them—his body twitching as he moaned around Jinhyuk's length; the vibrations drawing a low growl from the alpha above, whose hips began to rock subtly, thrusting shallowly into the omega's eager mouth.
Minhyung's fingers dug into the fabric of Jinhyuk's jacket beneath his head, seeking desperately for something to hold onto as he felt his orgasm approach, but the alpha between his legs stopped just in time, fingers tightening momentarily around his thighs again before he took his cock out from his sweatpants and boxers, rubbing the weeping head over the heated, tender skin of Minhyung's inner thighs.
The alpha then shifted, placing both of Minhyung's legs over his forearms as he aligned his hardened cock against Minhyung's entrance, teasing the rim with slow, circling motions that made the omega whimper and his hips twitch.
''Be careful'' Jinhyuk reminded Geonwoo softly, voice deep, as his eyes admired the sight of Minhyung's pretty pink lips tightly wrapped around his cock. The alpha leaned down, capturing Minhyung's free hand in his own, intertwining their fingers in a sweet gesture that made Minhyung's pulse quicken. Both alphas shared another look before Geonwoo pressed slowly inside, groaning softly.
Minhyung felt the world narrow to the insistent pressure at his entrance, Geonwoo's thick cock stretching him in a way that blurred the line between pain and pleasure deliciously. The omega's breath caught in his throat, a muffled gasp vibrating around Jinhyuk's length as Geonwoo thrusted deeper, the lengthy girth of his cock pushing inside of him inch by inch, claiming him, filling him in a way that made his inner walls flutter and clench in greedily, almost as if to keep him trapped inside.
Slick warmth coated them both, easing the way in as Geonwoo's hands gripped Minhyung's thighs tighter, his thumbs pressing into the soft flesh in a possessive manner. The feeling made Minhyung's hips twitch, a happy little feeling fluttering in his chest—the possessiveness, the firm grip anchoring him amidst the overwhelming pleasure. Jinhyuk's fingers too were there, squeezing around Minhyung's hand fondly. It made Minhyung’s eyes water inexplicably, the sudden burst of emotion leaving him breathless.
Jinhyuk met Geonwoo in another shared look, the air thick with the scent of their mingled arousal—cinnamon and caramel mixing with Minhyung's sweet vanilla, creating a lovely mixture that had both of them handling the omega between them carefully. They could smell the arousal, the neediness and under it, the surge of emotions overwhelming Minhyung. Jinhyuk was quick to soothe the omega, the cinnamon in his scent spiking comfortably around them.
''That's right, you're taking him well...'' Jinhyuk muttered, voice breaking a bit as Minhyung swallowed around him greedily. He was a vision—prettily blushed, submitting happily to them, greedily taking both of them. ‘’You look so pretty… such a pretty omega. All ours, just ours, right?’’
''Jinhyuk-hyung'' Geonwoo whined as he bottomed out, his hips flush against Minhyung's, the omega's body arching involuntarily. ''Shit, Minhyungie, you feel so good-''
Minhyung was immediately overwhelmed—the fullness inside him was delicious. A deep, throbbing stretch that sent sparks of hot pleasure through his veins, making his toes curl and his skin flush further with heat. Jinhyuk began to move again, his thrusts shallow and controlled at first, matching the slow, rolling pace Geonwoo set as he pulled back and drove in once more. Both alphas moved in sync—slow and measured, careful, as they filled Minhyung completely.
It didn't take long before Minhyung was quick to demand for more, his free hand moving to pull Jinhyuk's cock out of his mouth; the tip resting teasingly over his bottom lip. Minhyung didn’t stop, stroking the girthy cock with a flick of his wrist in a messy, uncoordinated rhythm as he met Geonwoo's eyes momentarily, to then look up to meet Jinhyuk's, looking at both alphas demandingly, almost in defiance.
''Harder, stop being so careful’' Minhyung's voice was wrecked, deep and raspy from the abuse. ''Fuck me harder. Just do it, please-''
''Shh'' Jinhyuk was quick to shush him, wiping the excess of drool from his bottom lip. That only seemed to agitate Minhyung further, as he turned his head to bite Jinhyuk’s thigh, making the alpha wince. ‘’Minhyung, please-’’ He nodded to Geonwoo quickly before pushing his cock back inside the omega's greedy mouth. ''It's fine, let us take care of you...''
Geonwoo's movements grew more insistent after that—his hips snapping forward with a controlled power that sent waves of pleasure through Minhyung's core. The thick girth of his cock stretching and opening him deliciously, making his body tremble under the slaughter of pleasure; stars bursting behind his eyelids as he took Jinhyuk deeper down his throat.
Slick dripped from their joined bodies, coating Geonwoo's length and trickling down Minhyung's thighs, the wet sounds mingling with the slap of skin to create an obscene melody that drowned out the world around them. Jinhyuk's gaze never wavered, his eyes dark with heat and tenderness as he thrusted gently into Minhyung's mouth, the head of his cock brushing the back of the omega's throat.
Jinhyuk couldn’t help himself as he placed his free hand on top of the column of Minhyung’s throat, feeling him swallow around him under his fingertips. It made his hips buck unconsciously, a deep groan escaping his lips as he admired the obscene sight before him.
As the pace quickened, Geonwoo leaned down, desperate, as he kissed alongside the sharp line of Minhyung's jawline. He dove lower where the scent of vanilla was the strongest—his lips finding the curve of Minhyung's neck, teeth grazing the sensitive skin of his swollen scent glands with a possessive bite that drew a muffled cry from the omega, the vibration traveling up Jinhyuk's shaft and eliciting a low, guttural moan from the alpha above them.
''Fuck, Minhyung-'' Jinhyuk rasped out, feeling his climax slowly crawl up his spine as he moved his free hand from Minhyung’s throat down to his chest, pushing his shirt up, teasing a hardened nipple—he pinched it gently, playing with it teasingly until it was puffy and swollen. Minhyung was clearly sensitive, and Jinhyuk enjoyed the sight of his body trembling almost violently under his touch.
Geonwoo's thrusts grew faster, deeper, more erratic as his orgasm built in his core, his breath hot against Minhyung's ear as he murmured praises that made the omega's heart race. ''You feel so good, you're perfect, you look so pretty taking me in-'' Geonwoo babbled brokenly against Minhyung's ear, the desperation and yearning lacing his voice, making Minhyung's toes curl and his chest brighten with emotions that quickly overwhelmed him. The tears that had pooled at the corner of his eyes fell, and Jinhyuk was quick to rub them away lovingly.
Jinhyuk's fingers intertwined more firmly with Minhyung's as he picked up the pace, careful to not hurt him. Their eyes locked in a silent exchange that left the alpha breathless, and he watched a second later as Geonwoo slowly began to lose control of himself; the scent of caramel deepening around them.
It didn't take long before Minhyung finally broke between them.
The omega's body arched sharply, back curving as the pleasure coiled tight in his core until it shattered, waves of pleasure crashing over him as he came untouched between them. His voice echoed around them—loud, raw, and desperate, and Jinhyuk couldn't take it anymore, moving away slightly as he wrapped a hand around himself, stroking his cock with his free hand, groaning loudly as he came over Minhyung's pretty pink lips. The overwhelming pleasure made his toes curl, the sight of Minhyung greedily opening his mouth for more had him gasping, the sudden surge of possessiveness in his chest overwhelming him momentarily.
Geonwoo's rhythm faltered seconds after, his thrusts growing erratic as the tight heat of Minhyung's slick entrance pushed him towards the edge. The omega's inner walls pulsed around his cock, a rhythmic squeeze that sent jolts of raw pleasure straight to Geonwoo's core, his breath coming in harsh, ragged gasps against Minhyung's neck. The alpha's movements turned sharp and desperate, each drive deeper than the last, the head of his cock brushing that sensitive spot inside that made Minhyung whimper, his oversensitive body arching between them.
‘’F-Fuck, Geonwoo-’’
The alpha's control finally snapped, his voice raspy and raw as he moaned loudly. ''Minhyungie-'' He begged, body trembling almost violently with desperation as he pushed one, two times—rough and merciless—before pulling out abruptly, his cock glistening with slick and pre-cum. Guiding his throbbing length with a steady hand, Geonwoo wrapped his fingers around himself, the heat of his shaft pulsing under his grip as he stroked himself quickly, his eyes admiring the view below him with hungry eyes.
Minhyung lay limp beneath him, chest heaving and skin flushed prettily—his softening cock resting against his abdomen where beads of his own cum had already pooled. His handsome face was a slick mess of saliva and cum, and his pretty eyes met Geonwoo's with a silent plea that had the alpha gasping desperately, body tensing with a guttural moan escaping his lips as his climax finally hit him, overwhelming him. He came over Minhyung's soft belly—thick, creamy ropes falling over the lovely expanse of his skin, painting it, mixing with Minhyung's earlier orgasm.
The gym smelled of sex, sweat and the lovely mixture of their scents. Their shared panting echoed around them, and as the last tremors faded from Geonwoo's frame, he leaned down to press a lingering kiss to Minhyung's lips, tasting the Jinhyuk on his lips. The omega was happy to reciprocate, licking into the alpha’s mouth, moaning softly. Geonwoo licked the mess of cum over his lips and jaw, and Jinhyuk watched over them almost as if hypnotized, feeling his cock twitch at the gentle, obscene sight.
He watched as Geonwoo and Minhyung kissed for a bit longer, before the heaviness settled on his limbs. Jinhyuk groaned as he sat on the mat momentarily, feeling his body protest. He was tired, and he was sure the pair in front of him were too. Moving didn't seem like the best idea, but they had already made enough noise and they were due to be checked on by the staff to remind them about their streaming schedule.
''Minhyung'' Jinhyuk called softly when Geonwoo finally stopped devouring Minhyung’s mouth. The omega's lips were red and abused, and Jinhyuk felt a tingle of possessiveness run through him at the sight. ''Minhyung, do you think you can walk?''
The omega seemed to ponder it for a good second, blinking the drowsiness away. His skin held a rather strong flush, with sweat clinging to his bangs. ''Yeah, I can. Help me move?'' He asked Geonwoo and the alpha was quick to move, helping him sit up.
''We need to clean this mess'' Jinhyuk complained, groaning as he stood up. He tucked himself in his pants, walking towards his bag to get his towel and water bottle. He silently offered it to Minhyung, watching the omega drink momentarily before throwing the towel at Geonwoo. The alpha was quick to catch, cleaning up the mess on Minhyung's belly and the mat underneath them as best as he could. They would need something better than a towel to remove the smell, but for now, it would do.
''Do we have time to take a shower?'' Geonwoo asked after he helped Minhyung into his pants and shoes, laughing at the sound the omega made when he finally stood up on shaky legs.
''Yeah, but it has to be quick'' Minhyung muttered, looking over his shoulder at the clock at the entrance of the gym. ''Do you think someone heard us?''
''Absolutely'' Jinhyuk replied, picking up their belongings. He offered Geonwoo his bag and Minhyung’s. Both alphas were quick to push the mats to the farthest corner of the gym—far away from the door, making sure their scents were masked under the rest of the equipment. ''Get ready to get scolded''
Minhyung chuckled softly, walking with a limp towards the door, opening it to scan the hallway quickly. ''Looks pretty empty, though?'' The omega muttered softly, opening the door wider for the alphas to walk out.
They would need to come back later to clean up their scents, but with their limited time, they decided to hurry towards the locker rooms instead.
Minhyung was the first one to shower, coming out of the bathroom with wet hair and a deep flush on his tanned skin. Jinhyuk watched him closely, making sure to remember to check his temperature later on.
The trio were quick to finish getting ready, burying their dirty clothes at the bottom of their bags. As they were about to leave, Jinhyuk saw from the corner of his eyes Minhyung's jersey hanging from his locker and had an idea.
''Hey'' The alpha called, looking at them as he took off his shirt and put on his own jersey. ‘'Let's match? Since it's our first stream together, you know?''
The duo in front of them grinned.
''That's kind of cute coming from you, hyung'' Geonwoo muttered teasingly, laughing when Jinhyuk pushed him playfully. Geonwoo and Minhyung shared an amused glance, then moved to get their own jerseys.
The trio quickly finished getting ready, carrying their bags, wearing their jerseys proudly. Geonwoo walked closer to Minhyung, wrapping an arm around his shoulders in a gesture that had Jinhyuk raising his eyebrows, unsurprised.
Their arrival at the practice room was met with quick greetings to the coaches and a rather unsurprised face from one of the staff members.
Jinhyuk could only smile apologetically, mouthing a quick 'sorry' before hurrying to his computer. He noted Geonwoo and Minhyung had sat down close, quietly muttering to each other.
The sight made him smile involuntarily. Their pack was a little odd and still pretty new, but he was excited about what the future held for them.
He was especially excited to see how things would unfold for those two.
As the managers helped them turn on their streams, he couldn’t shake off the warm feeling spreading in his chest as he heard his teammates speak, greeting their chats.
He truly couldn’t wait to see what the future held for them.