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pairings: alpha!jaemin x omega!reader

genre: smut, a/b/o, sports au ish

warnings: dom!jaemin, brat!reader, choking, gagging, slight degradation, spit kink, praising, slight manhandling, biting/marking, a lil overstimulation, breeding, buldging kink, slight possessive behavior, slapping, a teensy bit of subdrop, cockwarming

a christmas present for my bestie and everyone else as well :D merry christmas!!

Never in the universities years have they ever had an omega on the basketball team, nonetheless varsity. It was a school wide shock, the talk of the entire school. Almost impossible to walk five feet to your next class without someone stopping you with a notepad, and writing you like you were the greatest thing since sliced bread. And after practices, there'd be crowds of students watching you, awestruck at how amazing you were and not to mention how perfect everything was about you.

There's a reason why you're on varsity, you put in the extra effort of making sure your body's in perfect shape for basketball season. The muscles in your arms and legs were enough to prove it, your strength was unmatched. You never back down without a good fight. Girls basically being thrown around whenever there's a jump ball you're included in. You're aggressive on the court, the ground- almost like a second home when you're diving for the ball, fighting for it to stay on your side. Banking shots left and right even stealing the ball all came with hard work and determination. You never stopped, even when you were tired you kept pushing. It's all easy to you, second nature some may say

You were an MVP.

Newspapers sold city wide showing you off as their star player, making other schools know exactly who you were. And they hated you, envied how you viewed the court with such ease. How you could run up and down the whole game without needing a break for water or to catch your breath. The way you were so quick and light on your feet was also something they dispised. How you could dribble your way into an open lane that was originally heavily guarded, an easy layup. Seriously, how you're mind worked was amazing. And yeah they hated you, but those teams also wanted you. Other girls wanted to be you.

Now hot in the season, the most recent game was a complete masterpiece and not to mention, the game that decides who moves on to the championships. Plays were successful, at least 81% of shots were made (Coach had a long talk with everyone afterwards). The score ended with an eight point lead and the after party was just as fantastic.

University students filled the frat house, beer cans and red solos in hand as they partied and celebrated the win of the boys and girls playoffs. Each hour more and more people would fill, joining in on the fun. Hell, even the coaches joined.

And as all that went down, you were upstairs with a not very happy Jaemin.

It was a tough game for him. The boys coach nagging and yelling at Jaemin for his 'sorry excuse of plays.' Coach has been eating away at Jaemins anger and pushing him any chance he could which caused Jaemin to put a lot of pressure on himself.

One mistake was all it took for Jaemin to stomp off the court after that time out was called. You recall chasing after him into the boys locker room, knowing damn well that Coach wasn't going to be happy with his behavior. There wasn't anything you could do to calm him really, he was stubborn and wouldn't agree on anything you said to him.

"That last technical was on me!" Jaemin yelled, kicking his water bottle to the wall in frustration. "And no its not fucking fine! Coach is gonna be up my ass for anything until we win."

You let out a sigh. "You're up by ten with barely two minutes left in the last quarter, Jaemin."

"Thats enough time for the other team to catch up." He got close to your face, backing you up until you hit a locker. His hot breath fanning your face with a look of bloodlust. "I'm costing the team two shots with that technical. God, I'm so fucking stupid."

Jaemin rested his head in the crook of your neck, clentching and un-clentching his jaw as he let your scent fill his nose. The smell so sweet that he only found comfort whenever he could sense it. Letting it linger and calm himself before he lifted his head back up, eyes focused on your hooded ones.

"You trust your alpha right?"

"Of course." You say with ease, his arm wrapping around your waist.

"Good. I'm gonna fucking need you later."

This led to where you are now. Sitting comfortably on Jaemins lap, his eyes shut. He wasn't sleeping just thinking of the game over and over as he played with your basketball shorts, hand sliding under the silk like fabric to skim over your thigh.

If only the school knew how you played off the court. Their favorite MVP omega would look so very different in their eyes.

To an omega, you can sense the vexation coming off of him. His vibe completely off and unsatisfied with the game that he couldn't come to a stopping point. However, his advances were obvious the more he hiked your shorts up. The more he danced his fingers along your hip ready to play, Jaemin had to relieve himself someway and he was heading in the direction he wanted the most.

"Alpha," You began, hand raking along his glistening abs, tempting to inch closer to his pelvic region. "The game was fine. I don't see why you need to beat yourself over it."

His hands fly to your ass, pulling you directly onto his soft clothed dick. "Don't try me. Coach is already screwing with me and I can't seem to make him happy. No matter how many times someone tells me I did good, he finds something to criticize."

You move against him with ease. Thick cock hardening with each stroke against his shorts, leaking precum against them. Plush lips opening with a sigh, eyes fluttering open to meet your movements with a groan.

"Coach talks shit to his favorite players, haven't you noticed? Still, the team won. That's all that matters in the end."

"But I did nothing to contribute. I screwed up." He growled.

Biting your lip, cock now growing against his stomach. Aching to be released, your finger running over the outline in thought over Jaemins words. There was an issue with how he spoke, like he was the only one on the team that needed to do anything for it to count as a good game. You despised it. The team wouldn't be the same without Jaemin, however there was no need for him to think just because he's an MVP, doesn't mean he has to act like one.

"You're so pompous."

"Pompous?! Because I know my worth?"

You shook your head, "You're an uptight player with no sense of the word team."

Jaemin poked his tongue to his cheek, fingers digging into the skin of your ass. His hand came into contact quick, hips stuttering from the impact with nothing more than a frown playing on his face. "I have more sense than a stupid omega that doesn't know how to keep her mouth shut. What good does this mouth do you anyway, other than getting on my nerves?" He tapped your cheek. Not strong enough to leave a mark, but enough to make your face move to the side.

"Don't humor me." You tug his shorts down just enough for his tip to peak through. The slick of his precum dripping just below his belly button. Your finger dipping at the salty liquid, bringing it to your tongue for a taste.

"Then keep your mouth shut like a good omega."

"No, I don't think I will." You say smugly, knowing the consequences when you don't listen. But Jaemin let you have your fun instead, chuckling at your innocent yet dirty voice.

"Its like you're begging to be ruined."

You smirk to yourself, hand rubbing his tip with little to zero ounce of gentleness. Eyes screwing shut, sucking the air in like a drug. Jaemin instinctively bucking his hips to get more than just friction. Leaning more towards desperation, his cock head now pink and glossy. Other hand pulling his shorts further down along with his boxers, lifting your hips to leave them around his ankles. Fat cock screaming for pleasure, your mouth drooled for a taste.

"Go on." He urged, "Taste it."

Jaemin tangled his fingers in your hair, dragging you to lick his painfully erect dick. Tongue dragged over the underside from his balls to the head. The salty precum leaving him more as you licked at his hole, more easily gushing out when he moaned. Collecting it all on your tongue from his lower abdomen, leaving nothing behind.

Adoration as he gazed, breath hitching when you wrapped your lips around him. Taking him slowly and inching yourself down, the stretch hurting your throat already on the verge of letting up. Head was pushed further along with his hips lifting to where your lips touched his stomach, a satisfying sigh leaving his mouth. Chuckling, he rested his head against the headboard. Keeping you in place, gag reflex rejecting the intrusion Jaemin put in you. Throat convulsed, shutting your eyes to not focus on the awful feeling, only trying to please the alpha.

Nasty choking sounds bounced off the walls, lucky the music and talking downstairs canceled any chance of someone hearing.

"Filthy omega mouth. Only good for one thing... and that's getting me off."

You moaned, sending vibrations up his shaft as a shiver went up his spine. Salivation pooling at the corners of your lips, threatening to spill any second. And that's how Jaemin liked it, messy. Other hand coming to smear the drool on your lips with his fingers, delicately bobbing you head so more saliva would drip from your chin and to his balls. And the more he continued, the harder it was to focus on breathing through your nose. Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes just from the sheer sense of not being able to breathe properly. Nonetheless it was wiped away with a single thumb. The hum from Jaemin- a content one at that, adoring you getting so messy. And all for him.

"So disgusting." He commented, still rubbing drool around your mouth as he released the hold on you, pushing you off.

Coughing and wiping your mouth, you sat back on his lap to catch your breath. Jaemin stroked himself with a grin. Urging you to try again, cooing at the way you unconsciously moved against his thigh. Your slick soiling the silk material as well as your underwear. Thigh now damp, warm slick doing nothing but making him bite his lip. A copper taste on his tongue.

"Do I turn you on this much, alpha? So needy and I hardly did anything. It's no wonder you needed me so badly." Still rubbing his cock, the crooked smile on his face had anything but amusement written on it.

"Do you enjoy being a pretentious pet? Maybe you don't deserve this after all."

"But I'm such a good girl." You fake pout, "I deserve it all!"

Jaemin rolled his head back. Eyes closing to continue lazily jerking himself off, swatting you hand away when you attempted to help him.

"Just watch if you wanna keep acting like a brat." He stated. His mouth opening, hand speeding up to get closer to his orgasm. The moans- obviouy fake just to grab your attention, even stopping you from any movement so you'd have all eyes on him and his throbbing cock.

Veins in his arms becoming more prominent as his hand tightened, the other lingering on your thigh.

Tapping his sticky tip, a string connected like he knew it was going to happen. Loving how you ate him up with such a harsh gaze.

"I wanna taste you."

Jaemin mumbles, "Thats not my problem, omega."

"But I wanna swallow your cum." So vile and shameless you were, Jaemin had to bring you near his lips. To feel something, or breathe in your scent. Possibly something else...

"Swallow my spit instead." Jaemin carelessly locked his lips with yours, keeping your mouth open like a French kiss, only to spit in your mouth. It tasted like alcohol, yet you didn't waste it. Swallowing without a second thought, happily sticking your tongue out to show him. "Thats a good girl!"

He continued holding you against his chest, petting your hair. Fist still wrapped around his dick, moving faster and closer to cumming.

"Please, alpha." You pathetically beg, hand inching towards to wrap around his fist. "Let me touch you. I'll make you feel good."

Jaemin takes your hand into his, taking his cock in your own. Sensitivity taking over him, shaking as he hissed. Steadily in an up and down motion, the coolness of your hand feeling amazing on his warm dick.

You kissed along his collarbone, eyeing his clentching abs as his dick twitched in your hand, "Gonna cum?"

"Yes, baby. Keep going." Hand wrapped around yours dug into your knuckles. Groaning, Jaemin began tugging your hair, abs tightening as spurts of cum shot onto his stomach and onto his and your hand. The warm white liquid spilling from the tip like it wasn't about to stop. "Clean me off." Lifting his hand to your mouth, you cleaned him off like a starved animal. Now licking away the cum on his abdomen and your hand as if it weren't there in the first place.

Jaemin pat the top of your head, signifying you were doing well.

Then he slid down the bed, now resting his head on the pillow. A giant smile on his face as he tugged at your shorts, "Off."

"Do it yourself." You reply.

At this point, he had enough. Flipping you over with ease, stripping you of everything in seconds. Leaving you bare for only his eyes.

"Stupid omega, always have to test her alpha. You love being put in your place, huh?" Spreading your legs forcefully, he suddenly bit the inside of your thigh. A scream filling his ears at how harsh he bit down, almost enough to draw blood.

He licked over the now reddened area, kissing, then biting again all up your thigh until he stopped where you needed him most.

"Jaemin," You bucked up, hoping he'd put his mouth on you. "I need your tongue."

"Need or want? Getting your words mixed up, baby. You don't need it, I can leave you like this with nothing if I really wanted to."

"But you won't." You speak confidently, "You love to taste me."

Jaemin couldn't disagree. Staring at you with a shit eating grin before taking a long flick up your slit. Sweet slick making his eyes roll back, tongue dipping into your heat to taste more. Its so rough, you can hear the slurping sounds coming from him. All you could do was lay there and take it. Tugging at the strands of messy hair on Jaemins head, the only thing keeping you sane with how vigorous and starved he suddenly became.

Slick painted his chin, your core pulsing and spilling more as well as spit from Jaemin. The lewd sounds so intense mixed with your moans, you were sure at least some people could hear at this point. Jaemin didn't mind. Flicking your clit with his tongue, swirling around the sensitive bud to pull you closer into a gut wrenching sensation. It would come too quick, a record for himself if he managed to make you cum so soon with hardly any penetration.

And somehow, he pulled it off.

You're screaming when he doesn't stop, body still quivering and thighs squeezing around him. Vision almost going blank, voice breaking when you moaned, "F-fuck, Jaemin!" Hands taking hold just under the back of your thighs, tearing them away from his face. You fought to close them again, bearing too much already. "No more, I can't take it!"

"Didn't you say you needed this?" He muttered against your folds, "Did my pretty omega lie to me?"

You shook your head sheepishly. Not making any eye contact, afraid he wouldn't stop for the rest of the night.

"Then you will take what I give you. And when I'm done, you'll say 'thank you, alpha' like a good pet. Do you understand?"

"Yes, alpha."

Jaemin slaps your thigh, jerking you forward into his mouth. The more he lapped, the more you saw stars in your blurry vision. You were positive you eventually passed out. Excessive nipping and flicking at your clit was too extreme. Though when he noticed you black out, he didn't cease and continued until you came again. Almost like a resurrection, you arched into the bed and whined loudly as the final wave of your orgasm hit. Tugging and squirming against Jaemin.

"What do you say?"

"T-thank you, alpha."

Jaemin laid his hand atop your stomach, emotion no where to be found. The silence eating away at you, hoping he'd do something before you did it yourself. And luckily he did, though it was unexpected when he kept his hand put, but his cock was already pressed into your entrance. Jaemin didn't care how sore you you were, sliding into you easily as you placed your hands on his chest to slow him before ruthlessly pounding into your heat.

The amount of slick mixed with cum made it easy to slide deep, tip meeting your sweet spot with a rough kiss in an instant. And his hand that rested on your belly could feel himself, the outline of his thrusts that felt so good. A cocky smirk playing on his lips as he did nothing more than replace his hand with yours.

You didn't know how to respond. Of course you knew Jaemin was big, but that big...You wanted to wipe that smirk off his face before he had any other thoughts however it was too late and his mind was already on the run with ideas.

"I could do this all night if I wanted to." He roughly bucked forward, "Could fill you up, breed you, show everyone their favorite omega is nothing more than a cumdump for her alpha. It'd be perfect!"

You whine at the thought, clentching around his cock thinking of being bred with his pups. However it couldn't happen anytime soon, the idea that he could spill his seed inside you if he so wanted made your mind spin. "You're s-so full of yourself, a-alpha."

Jaemin cups your cheeks, smiling like he wasn't wrecking your insides. "Because I know my omega wants it. I'll breed this pretty pussy so good, keep you with me forever so you can't leave. Only be mine." His hands now at your throat, pressing into the sides as your mouth kept open.

"I-I've only b-been yours." You choke, hand wrapping around his wrists. Not drawing him off, but there like a sense of security.

"Of course. But I like when I make the other boys jealous."

Jaemin attacks your lips. Messily kissing while still choking you. His tongue pushes past your lips, playing with your tongue. The taste of alcohol still evident and intoxicating, you wanted more. Forcing yourself onto him, clashing teeth in the process.

His free hands stray to your breats, fondling the hard bud sweetly. Removing his lips, he now dipped down to your other breast. Sucking on your chest, tongue licking over your nipple, Pushing your chest in his face on instinct, Jaemin loved how you reacted. Tweaking, sucking, anything to get you worked up and begging for him is what he craved.

Cock aching, that familiar feeling quickly returning. Wrapping your legs around his waist, bringing him in closer- deeper, for his cum that would soon shoot into your cunt. But for now, Jaemin wanted to savor the feeling before his release, savor how your walls always felt so tight whenever he fucked you. How wet you still seemed to be, and only for him.

With your head pushed in the pillow, neck being squeezed- Jaemin happily let himself cum. Shooting his load in your walls, cum threatening to spill each time he pulled his hips back. However, his continuous thrusts shoved his cum further into your cunt. Nearing your own orgasm, he rubbed your wet clit.

"Alpha, alpha!" You scream, "Feels so good, alpha!"

"I know, baby. Keep going for me. Come on you can give me one more, I know you can."

You dug your nails onto his wrist. Your orgasm taking over you like a sudden rush of adrenaline, chanting Jaemins name until you finally settled down the best you could, still finding yourself in a subdrop.

"Thats it, baby. Shh-" Jaemin kissed your cheek, moving your messy hair from your face to kiss anywhere he could, "Baby, you did so well. I'm so proud of you." He repeatedly kissed your face. Inching you closer into a reality you couldn't understand just yet. Playing with your hair, literally anything to bring you completely back to him. "You okay?" He questions, lifting your chin to give you that lovely Na Jaemin smile you're used as you returned the gesture and nodded.

Jaemin was about to pull out, you stopped him by bucking your hips back into his. "No! I wanna stay like this."

How could Jaemin say no to his baby after all this?

After situating himself into a more comfortable position, you spoke, "Jaemin..?"

"Mhm?"

"I still think you're a pompous asshole."

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