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abo jikook smut drabble 🔞 Jeongguk has his hands full trying to keep his pregnant mate happy, but he wouldn’t trade it for anything.

or: Jimin demands Jeongguk bring him what he’s craving, he’s carrying their pup after all- but sometimes, he wants a little more.

Jeongguk loves his mate, he really does. He loves joining him in bed, tangling their legs together, stroking the soft swell of his belly, feeling their pup kick. He wanted nothing more than to spend all his time surrounded by Jimin’s sweet vanilla scent, listening to his little rambles and squeaky giggles. The pregnancy had him absolutely whipped for his mate, turning him into a knot-headed alpha eager to please.

What he didn’t love, however, was that Jimin’s cravings had intensified around the 19th week, before absolutely exploding in the 20th week. He’s been sent off to obscure food stalls and restaurants at all hours, forced to bring his mate exactly what he wanted or he’d have a crying, emotional omega on his hands.

He wouldn’t trade it for anything else, even if he was losing sleep and hair over the ordeal.

The way Jimin’s eyes would light up in happiness and pure joy was the only thing that brought him satisfaction right now, knowing that he was supporting his mate and making the pregnancy easier on him. That and all the massages he’d given Jimin over the past few days, kneading out the knots and tension.

Opening the front door to their apartment, he lets it slam shut behind him, calling out to Jimin, “baby, where are you? I got what you wanted!”

There’s a happy squeal before he hears the patter of socked feet. His eyes rake over Jimin’s exposed stomach, his sweater pulled up and over his bump without him noticing, too occupied with holding a hand on his soft skin.

“You got my tteokbokki?” Jimin’s smiling, all teeth and there’s a pink flush to his face. He comes closer, holding out in his hands. “Extra spicy?”

“Not spicy,” Jeongguk retorts, unable to help the smile spreading across his own face at he looks at Jimin. “You know it hurts your throat.”

Jimin’s smile drops, turning into a disappointed little pout that has Jeongguk regretting all of his life decisions. Plus the fact that he didn’t pick the extra-spicy option. Oh, also that it was 3 in the morning and the only open stall had been miles away.

“B-but-”

“I’ll feed you,” Jeongguk interrupts, holding up the bag and shaking it. “Will that make you happy?”

It does make Jimin happy.

The omega curls up to his side, both of them resting on the couch as Jeongguk holds up pieces of the rice cakes to his mouth, cooing at him and saying, ‘aaaaah’. He watches as Jimin chews, eyes creased into crescent moons, hair falling over his forehead as he bobs his head around in excitement.

“How’s the pup?” He asks, softly, other hand reaching for the bump, large hand rubbing circles into the skin.

“Pup’s okay,” Jimin replies between mouthfuls, placing a hand over Jeongguk’s, his vanilla scent strong and heavy. “Keeps kickin’ though, I just wanna sleep.”

Jeongguk laughs softly, pressing more tteokbokki against his plush lips. “I’ll tell pup off, yeah? No hurting mama.”

♡

Jeongguk looks down at the plate of cookies that Jimin had refused, glaring at the baked treats, wishing they would disappear. They made Jimin cry.

He’d presented them to Jimin, having baked them himself even! He’d done so well. Or so he’d thought. Until Jimin had started crying and saying: “There’s cinnamon! I don’t want it!”

And then he’d collapsed back into bed, snuffling at the pillows and their combined scent of… vanilla and cinnamon.

Jeongguk wanted to bash his head against the kitchen wall and scream.

♡

The pregnant omega was obsessed with lollies, opening bags upon bags of the sweet snacks and shoving them into his awaiting mouth. All Jeongguk could think about was the incoming dentist visit.

But still, he smiles and provides packets of lollies for the omega to munch on while curled up in his nest, cooing at his belly and sometimes tentatively offering Jeongguk a candy or two.

His cravings were ever-changing and Jeongguk was having a hard time keeping up with them. Jimin had hissed at him the other day, when he’d offered to get him some pizza. Jeongguk couldn’t believe he was hissed at by his own mate, over fucking pizza.

“Do you want anything else?” He asks, nervously, as he hands Jimin another packet of sweets, worried that the omega was about to start crying and claim he wanted something else instead.

A sigh of relief was welcomed when Jimin took it from him, chirping out a happy thank you and instantly digging into the lollies.

He offers one to Jeongguk, who declines for the sake of his teeth.

♡

The mated pair were rolling around on the couch together, snuggling up and settling down to watch a movie, on Jimin’s request.

Jeongguk rests a hand on Jimin’s belly, still in disbelief that the pup was real and they would be meeting them soon. They’d always wanted a family, and now it was actually happening.

“Alpha,” Jimin mumbles, shoving his face into the crook of Jeongguk’s neck.

Jeongguk freezes. If it was a craving, he was going to start crying. All he wanted to do was relax with his mate and maybe kiss him stupid.

“Yes, baby?” He replies, trying to make his smile not look like a grimace.

Jimin’s grinning coyly up at him, eyes half-lidded as he shifts around on the couch slightly, exposing more of his belly and soft skin. He reaches down to stroke his fingers against the swell.

“I want something,” he begins, fluttering his eyelashes.

“And that something is?”

Jimin suddenly sits up, well, as fast as he can with his belly, and swats at Jeongguk to sit up straight. The alpha complies, naturally, and is pleasantly confused as he watches Jimin shift around so that he’s kneeling next to him.

“Your dick, duh,” Jimin says, as if it were simple.

Jeongguk really was going to cry.

But he’d never pass down the chance to have his mate’s pillow-like lips on him, all spit slick and shiny. His small, pink tongue licking up his length, before taking the head into his mouth and drooling all over his cock.

He spreads his legs wide, pushing down his grey sweatpants and grinning at Jimin. His cinnamon scent was heavy in the air, tinged with arousal and need. Jeongguk nods towards his cock, the thick length beginning to harden.

“Come oh then baby, work for it, yeah?”

Jimin gently holds onto Jeongguk’s knees as he makes to slide off the couch, slowly and cautiously due to his belly. The omega kneels in front of Jeongguk, holding onto his thighs as he stares intently at his cock.

He leans forward, belly brushing the couch as he licks at his own lips, before sticking out his tongue and running it up his length. It’s red and swollen, heavy against his mouth and hardening as he alternates between sucking at the top, digging his tongue into the slit and covering the width of it with spit.

Jeongguk groans above him, breathless and gasping as he watches his mate practically worship his cock.

“Good boy,” he croons, resting a hand against the side of Jimin’s face, smiling down at him, eyebrows furrowed.

Jimin whimpers around the length as he sinks his mouth down, taking as much in as he can, nose brushing the neat pubic hair.

His vanilla scent screams happy, aroused omega and Jeongguk wasn’t sure he was going to last very long, not with the way Jimin begins moaning as he snakes a hand into his little yellow shorts, wrapping his fingers around his tiny omegan cock.

Fucking Jimin was always an otherworldly experience, the omega able to pleasure him so perfectly, knowing his sensitive spots and what makes him tick.

The omega continues to suck his length, hollowing his cheeks and sliding his slick lips up, and down.up, and down. He thumbs at the head of his cocklet, using his precum to ease the glide, moaning, the vibrations going right into Jeongguk’s stomach.

The omega didn’t last long, of course, and he pulled off the cock with a gasping moan, loud and wanton, spilling over into his own palm. He stares up at Jeongguk, all wide-eyed and pleading.

“F-fuck, baby,” Jeongguk hisses, hips jerking up, Jimin whining as he’s jostled. “So close, please.”

Jimin licks his lips again before suckling at the tip of his cock, as if trying to milk him, eager for cum.

Jeongguk pushes his hips upwards, jerking his cock further into Jimin’s mouth and the omega gags around him. Groaning, he holds tighter onto Jimin’s face, thumb caressing his temple. “That’s it, baby, alpha’s so proud- ah- gonna c-come.”

Jimin uses his cum-covered hand, the omegan fluid clear and sticky, to paw at the base of Jeongguk’s cock, trying to coax the alpha to hurry up and cum in his mouth.

With a deep grunt, and a firm grip on his face and hair, Jeongguk thrusts his hips upwards once more. He spills into Jimin’s mouth, his mate eagerly swallowing the salty fluid. He leans back, watching it roll down the length, before flattening his tongue and licking it up, cleaning his cock.

He looks back at Jeongguk, a satisfied flint in his eyes as he opens his mouth and lolls out his tongue, showing his mate he swallowed it all.

“Thank you alpha,” he purrs, licking at the hand covered in a mix of his and Jeongguk’s cum.

Jeongguk loves his mate, he really does, even if he had been a handful with the pup.

He drags Jimin back onto the couch, placing him on his lap and pulling their pants back into place so they can cuddle and lavish each other in attention.

Jimin nuzzles into his neck, tongue poking out to swipe at his mating mark and scent gland.

“You’re welcome,” the alpha finally says.

“Can I have ice cream now?”

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