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wonusdoll · 8 months

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FLOWERS • PJS

Synopsis: Jisungs a hopeless romantic and gets jealous easily

Content: fluff! cavity inducing fluff so fluffy i wanna cry

pairing: Childhood Bestfriend!Jisung x reader

notes+ WHY DOES NOBODY WRITE FOR JISUNGGGG i had to take matters into my own hands so here you go :D this was originally gonna contain smut but i couldnt help myself with the fluff anyways, enjoy!!

You and Jisung weren't always friends. When your mom introduced her best friends second grader son, 4th grade you didn't mind. Until he started playing with your stuff, jumping on your bed, stealing your snacks, and blaming you on things he did and getting you in trouble.

Naturally, you started resenting him, dreading when he would come over, and chose to ignore him at school, finding it embarrassing whenever he would go over to you and your friends at the playground and ask to play with them. your friends found him cute, but you, you hated him.

Going into your middle school years, he slowly got more tolerable. He started understanding boundaries but still was the same annoying little kid.

In some point of time, Jisung turned from an annoying little kid who yelled and cried all the time to one of your closest friends. And then when he finally started high school, you guys started hanging out willingly, without his mom forcing him to go over.

Some days you would catch him in your living room watching tv with your dog, or accidentally walking in on him showering in your bathroom, or in your kitchen making ramen. Sometimes he would bring his friends over to your house. You honestly didn't mind that much as long as they never broke anything, or disturbed her in any way, which jisung made sure never happened.

"Jisung?? That you??" You yelled from the top of the stairs after hearing feet shuffling and the front door opening and closing. The two of you made plans to watch horror movies and have a sleepover to celebrate the new season of autumn.

"Nope!" Jisung yelled back, making you go downstairs with a grin. But you immediately furrowed your brows and bit your inner cheek, upon seeing 6 other people. you knew them, jisung would bring them around sometimes but you didn’t know them.

"Jisung, whats going on?"

He grinned annoyingly cutely back and held up some convenience store bags up and nodded towards his friends, "They wanted to hang out but my mom banned us from the house after last time.”

You scoff and look at him like he was crazy, "What- are you kidding me?" You say just above a whisper, flickering your eyes between him and the guys behind him, "I thought we were gonna hang out?? You didn't even ask if it was okay to bring them over? if you wanted to hang out with them instead you should've just told me."

With a smirk, jisung was much closer than you remember him being, he tucked a few stray strands of your hand back, "I'm sorry princess i should have asked, hm? If we're too much of a bother we'll quiet down okay?" He pulled away and looked into your eyes, pleading and begging for uou to say yes.

You mask your flustered state with a sigh and wiping your face with your hand as if annoyed.

"Fine, whatever, just— leave me alone im gonna go study" you warn making him grin and ruffle your hair, juxtaposing his previous act. He's called you princess numerous times before, even when you guys were kids but in that tone, that voice, and devilish smile, it felt different.

You wanted to tell him off for joking around with you like that, making you feel that way. It was something you always felt around him but maybe it was his perfectly messy hair, his oversized hoodie making him look so comfy, his soft plump lips, or his hand in your hair, or the name he called you, but the feeling became overwhelmingly strong, like when a candles been burning for hours and slowly the fire grows bigger and it fills the whole room with its pleasant fumes.

You hung around with them for a bit when you took a break from studying because you couldn't focus. but the reason you couldnt focus was sitting right across from you on the couch, sending lingering glances everybody noticed.

When he catches your gaze you turn away with a light blush but when you catch his, he doesnt shy away, keeping eye contact with you with a look in his eye that you couldnt read for the first time.

In the time you got to formally meet his best friends, you surprisingly got along with all of them. Huang Renjun was the one who stuck out the most out of the 7, other than Jisung who kept eyes on you the whole time.

You got to have a one on one conversation with Renjun about each others favorite music artists, which were quite similar, and art itself. You were already interested in art but with the knowledge and story telling Renjun excitedly provided made you want to learn more. So you guys planned a hang out the next day to an art museum Renjun was fond and familiar with.

You posted the day out with him on your story with Art Deco - Lana Del Rey in the background.

Jisung always made sure to heart and reply to your story even if it was as simple as an ootd, but this time he didn't. You furrowed your brows and looked at the views and there he was, also active. You tried texting him regularly but you were left on delivered until 7 hours later but all you got was a

"sorry lol"

It hurt your feelings, you couldn't lie. So you texted him again not even 5 seconds later.

"too busy being active to answer? lmfao"

He leaves it on read for a few minutes before replying

"too busy hanging out with renjun? yk we all made plans tgt”

You scoff at his attitude

"whats your problem?? it was HIS choice to hang out with ME. not like you wanted to."

"chill out i just wanted them to meet you, didn't know you were gonna be all over them tho"

"fuck you."

You threw your phone at the end of the bed and hug your pillow against your chest as tears welled up in your eyes. You didn't know why you were so affected by his words, usually you wouldn't even press him so much about not answering, and would just leave him alone but seeing him be so uninterested left a mark on you.

A few nights later you were watching a scary movie in the darkness of your living room when you heard knocks on your front door. you paused the movie to make sure it wasn't from the tv, and when they come again, you look at the time.

"Who's here at 11:30 at night" You whisper to yourself and cautiously approach the door.

Thunder suddenly struck making you whimper and jump back, but you decide to just rip the bandaid off, after all horror movies aren't real right?

"Jisung?!" You exclaim, seeing him standing there out in the pouring rain with his head down ashamed.

"Hey.."

You quickly let him in, taking his soaked coat off and telling him to wait while you get a towel.

He was silent while you scolded him for being out in the rain so late without so much as an umbrella.

He finally brung his hands from behind his back, revealing your favorite flowers in an articulated assorted bouquet wrapped in paper.

"Sorry if they're kind of ruined.. I ran all the way here" He sniffles and scratched his nape awkwardly.

You bite your lip remembering your last interaction, "You wanna tell me why?"

"I'm sorry y/n im so sorry im such a fucking loser and a coward for getting mad at you I never wanted to hurt you i just was so angry that you hung out with Renjun that i took it out on you without thinking and ive been trying to figure out how to apologize to you so i went to the flower shop like 10 times in the past 2 days because i wanted to get you flowers but you have 5 different favorite flowers so i got 5 different bouquets for you then realized that was too much so i just got one with 2 of your favorites but felt bad that i left out the other 3 so i got another one with all of them but they didn't look good so i spent the whole day learning how to make a bouquet to make it perfect for you then realized it was already night and thundering and you hate thunder so i ran all the way here and now they look horrible and ugly and-"

"JISUNG." You put a stop to his rant with a chuckle and put your hands on his pink dusted cheeks. He pants out and looks in your eyes to find any anger or disgust in them but you were smiling, "Hey its okay, i promise its okay," You take the flowers from his hands and bring them up to your face to smell them, "they're beautiful ji, seriously."

He takes another pan over your face to scan your expression to really make sure you weren't mad and one he realized that, he lets out the breath he was holding and chuckles, then laughs a bit harder.

You laugh along with him then card your fingers through his wet hair, "Did you really learn how to make a bouquet of flowers for me? And run all the way here in the rain?" You ask, softly now.

He smiles and takes your hand away to hold it instead, "Yeah.. you know i would swim across the whole ocean just to get these to you. Also whats wrong with learning a new skill, i always wanted to learn how to.. make assorted flowers.." He dryly chuckles at the end.

you could hear your heart thumping out of your chest when you feel the pressure of his eyes staring into your own, as if trying to answer a question he hasn't asked. so you ask your own.

"Jisung," You start making him nod, "Why were you so upset?" You ask, making you swallow thickly.

and suddenly you're hyper aware of everything going on, your breathing, your blinking, the rain and thunder, his facial expressions, his thumb caressing your hand.

Jisung doesnt answer for a second, trying to find the right words. His mouth was drying up, he opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out so he gulped.

He was now holding your hand with both of his hands, "I love you." he blurted, "I love you and Im selfish and only want you to myself, I just wanted to treasure you for my myself and not let other people see how amazing and perfect you are because i was scared you'd fall for them and forget about me so when i saw you were with renjun and saw how excited you were to talk to him and hang out with him i felt.. rejected? in a way? like he had something i didn't to make you feel that way. So i was sad and upset and jealous— god, i was so unbelievably jealous, and i know im not allowed to because we're only best friends and you're allowed to be friends and talk to anybody you want to but i just- i just didn't want you to notice anyone else, and leave me.."

He ended his rant with a sigh and closed his eyes shut, mentally preparing for you to laugh in his face and friend-zone him, but it never came.

When he opened his eyes you were just standing there, not saying anything, with a smile on your face.

You giggled as he looked at you with an expectant look.

“Okay.”

His brows furrowed and his hand started slipping from yours “That- thats it? Just okay? You couldn’t have let me down any better-“

“Okay, I wont leave you.”

His expression softened, watching as you laughed and hugged him tightly, burying your face in his chest, “Jisung park, I will never leave you and you can never leave me, if you do i’ll have to kill you.” You tried to threaten him but he just found you adorable, and picked you up in his arms.

You guys laughter filled the room, bouncing around the rooms, sounding almost louder than the rain and thunder.

Suddenly, your enemy turned into your bestfriend who turned into your lover. And you couldn’t have it any other way.

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wonusdoll · 9 months

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can i req ceo jeno and colleague/intern/secretary smut?

CUTE LITTLE INTERN; LEE JENO

pairings. ceo!jeno x intern!reader

wc. 1.1k+

warnings. oral (f. reciving) , fingering , inexperience reader, innocence kink , unprotected sex , dirty talk , a little degradation, breeding kink , size kink (its a jeno fic) , sir kink

i hope you like it <3 !

jeno is obsessed with his new intern...

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"there he goes again." the other intern made googly eyes jeno as he past the break room , his team following behind him , he stopped in front of door to talk to another employee. "he's so fine." your eyes followed him , he did look good , black suit that fit his waistline perfectly — his chest slightly poking out , the arms fitting snugg around his buff arms , lee jeno 23 years old , ceo of his own fashion company, your boss.

"he is cute." you said , she turned to you. "he's more than cute , the things i would do to him if i could just hav- okay that's enough." you grimaced , not wanting her to go into gross details , about her sexual fantasies about your boss.

"he's our boss." she shrugged. "so what , you haven't thought about him in that way at all?" truth be told , you never really had those thoughts about anyone. you weren't really that experienced in the sexual aspects , your first time was when you were in college, and it lasted for 3 minutes , and you weren't even attracted to the guy really — you didn't even get to finish. "wow , you really are as innocent as everyone says." she said.

"shut up , let's get back to work." you threw your trash into the garbage , exiting the break room , walking past the group of people , including jeno, greating them all , before shuffling off to your cubicles , only to be stopped. "hey you." his voice was deep. "m..me?" he nodded , making his way over to you , his body towering over yours. "ye..yes sir?" your soft , barely a whisper , made him smirk , lifting his eyebrow up in amusement , you were cute.

"what's your name." you managed to get your name out without stuttering , looking down at the floor. "how long have you been working here?" he said. "only two weeks." you smiled to yourself. "of course , i'd remember if you'd been here a long time , a face as pretty as yours." he lifted your chin up , looking him directly in the eye. "th..thank you sir." he let your chin go , smiling. "keep up the good work , maybe next time we meet , you'll look me in the eyes , yours are so pretty , i would like to see them." he walked away , leaving you a flustered mess.

"girl." your coworker practically dragged you back to your cubicles. "what the hell was that." you shrugged. "i'm just as confused as you are." she scoffed. "i'm so jealous , i've been here for 2 years , and the only thing i've gotten was a measly goodmorning , and there's coffee on your shirt." you laughed. "he's into you." it was your turn to scoff. "please , he could quite literally have any supermodel he wants." she slapped your arm.

"don't do that to yourself , you are just as cute as any supermodel , and he doesn't seem to want them , he seems to wants you." you looked over at his door he was already looking at you, he smirked , sending you a wink , before making his way into his office. "see , i know he does." you looked back at your computer , smiling to yourself.

the next few weeks were like this , he'd come out of his office , sometimes catching you in the breakroom , sometimes coming over to your cubicle , just to flirt with you , seeing you get so flustered , chuckling at how cute and shy you were , before going on with his day , leaving your heart about to burst from the sudden attacks.

jeno didn't understand his new obsession with you , maybe it was how you'd shy away whenever he'd close to you , or how you could barely keep your eyes on him when he'd stare at you , he didn't know — you were just so fucking adorable. like now , he could see you from his office, laughing with the other interns , you must be back from your lunch , making your way past his office , he stood up , opening his door.

"＿?" you stopped turning around , facing him. "ye..yes sir." he liked the way that sounded coming out of your mouth. "could you stay after a little longer , i need your help with a upcoming project." you were shocked. "m..me? sir i don't think im capab- nonsense i've seen your work in college , plus this new line is more your style , i would love to have your opinion on it." he spoke , taking notice when you bit your bottom lip. "so will you do it?" you nodded. "o..okay , i'll see you later." he smiled. "good girl."

you waited , nervously looking at the clock , time felt like it was going by slowly. soon , people began to pack their things up , leaving for the evening. "i'll be going , have a good night." your coworker , you waved as she left , leaving you and jeno on the floor. you grabbed your things , making your way to his office , knocking on the door. "come in." you shakily opened the door , where he was sitting , his tie hanging off his shirt , his sleeves rolled up , revealing his toned arms. "there you are." he smiled , "come sit." he stood up , walking over to the mini bar. "would you like something to drink?" you shook your head , sitting down. "im okay , i can't really handle my alcohol." he poured himself a glass of whiskey. "of course you can't." he said.

"here are the pieces i wan talking about." he placed three folders in front of you. "take a look." he stood behind you , hands on the back of your chair. you opened the folders looking through all the photos. "so what do you think?" you closed the last folder , before speaking. "these are all amazing , but they aren't really my style so i don't think my opinion really should matter." you spoke , hoping he wouldn't take a offence.

"i know they aren't , but this is the only way i could get you alone , without people thinking or hearing something." his voice was much deeper. "wh..what do you mean?" he smiled , his hand coming up to your chin , like when you first met , lifting it up to make eyes contact. "such a cute baby but so so oblivious , i think i've made it obvious that i want you." he caressed your cheek. "haven't i?" your face was hot. "ha..have you?" his laugh was low and attractive.

"i have baby , maybe i should've been more up front." he bent down , kissing your lips. his kiss was hot , and it made your body tingle. he pulled away , chuckling when you chased his lips. "so cute." he whispered. "you want another?" you nodded. "what will you do for me, if i give you another kiss." he watched the gears turn in your head , eyes slowly glazing over. "i'm sure we can figure something out, right?" you nodded , "ye..yes." he pulled you into another kiss , this one more lustfilled than the last , you whimpered into the kiss , he pulled away , running his thumb along your bottom lip. "making such pretty noises for me already baby."

your thighs involuntarily clenched together arousal filling your abdomen , panties dampening — taking notice , he smirked , stepping back. "how about you get on the table , let me reward you for being such a good girl , staying back here with me tonight." the way he looked at you , made you want to do anything he said— standing up , he sat down in the seat you were sitting in , ushering you to sit down on the desk , your legs open just enough he could see your pink panties. "i..i've never done anything like this." he smiled , his cock twitching in his slacks. "really?"

"i've only had sex once , but..." you trailed off as his hands inched up your skirt , coming close to your panties. "but what princess?" you tried to find the words. "he didn't you know." you pointed. "he didn't go down on you?" you shyly nodded. "what an asshole." he scoffed , pulling your panties down your leg , you leaned back his face coming into view of your pussy , thighs glistening from your essence , his mouth watered. "damn , he didn't know what he was missing." he kissed your thighs , leaving little marks. "s..sir , please." the way you whimpered , made him want to forget all this foreplay and skip straight to ruining your pussy , but you were laying so prettily for him , and you've never gotten head before , and he wanted to make sure you were satisfied when he was done with you.

he kissed your clit , giving it a little lick. "o..oh." the unfamiliar sensation had you moaning. "th..that feels really nice." he smirked against your heat , before making a long stripe along your cunt. "si..sir." you moaned out , "you taste good." he groaned , collecting spit in mouth , spitting on your pussy , before diving right back in eating you like a starved man , licking messily at your cunt , the noises filling the room.

"s..sir , i..im gonna- oh my!" you tugged at his already messy hair , moaning. he hummed against , your cunt , almost like he was giving you permission to cum , you leaned your head back , your legs wrapping around his head tightly as you came , greatful that no one was on the floor , because the moan you let out was loud and pornographic.

he came up for air , breathing hard , as his hand came up to your clit , rubbing it harshly. "fu..fuck!" you cursed. "oh such bad language." one of his fingers pushed at your entrance. "i guess you aren't my good girl." you whimpered. "i..i a.am , i'm sorry." he smirked , slowly thrusting his fingers in and out of your hole. "you're sorry?" you nodded , he added another finger , speeding up. "then cum for me again , cum on my fingers." you felt your second orgasm approaching , clenching tightly. "that's it be a good girl and cum." he reached up , squeezing your boobs , "jeno!" you screamed , cumming on his fingers , he pulled out your pussy, his fingers sticky with your orgasm , bringing them to your lips. "open baby." you obeyed , letting his fingers sit on your tongue.

he pulled his fingers out , quickly unbutton his shirt , his abs on full display. "you like them baby." you nodded , he smirked , pulling down his pants , he was big , you could tell just by his bulge in his underwear. "jeno , i don't think it will fit , your too big." the thought of your pussy struggling to take his cock , brought out something in him. "baby , we'll make it fit." he pulled down his pants , his cock slapping against his stomach , hard and ready for you.

"you ready baby?" you nodded , biting your lip as he grabbed the base of his cock, lining it with your entrance , he slowly pushed into you , rubbing your clit as he stretched you out. "fu..fuck baby , you're so tight , barely letting me in." he groaned. "j..jeno , so..so big." he smirked. "your pussy is so tiny baby." you moaned , as he fully pushed himself inside you , stopping. "good job baby , you took all of me." he unbuttoned your shirt , pulling your bra down , tits spilling out.

"si..sir please move." you whined , desperately wanting to cum again. "sh..shit , keep calling me sir and im gonna ruin your little pussy -fuck- i swear." he grunted , moving slowly , too slow. "pl..please sir , faster , i can take it." you mewled. "fuck , you asked for it." he pulled all the way out , slamming back into you. "fuck!" you screamed as he began to roughly fuck you. "je..jeno!"

he groaned , you felt like heaven , the way your cunt tightened around him , tits moving from the impact. "sh..shit , look at that , your fucking tummy is bulging , your pussy can barely take me." you tried to grab at anything , his thighs snapped against yours ass. "you're drooling baby , did i fuck you dumb already baby." he pulled out , you whined at the loss. "n..no please." he smirked. "don't worry baby." he flipped your body over , your tits smashed against the desk. "your pussy is too good. " he pushed back into you , all his gentleness flew out the window , the only thing on his mind was to ruin you.

he was hitting a new angle , grabbing one of your arms , pulling it behind your back fucking you. "je..jeni fuck." he groaned , "this pussy is like magic baby, fuck i don't even want to pull out." you clenched around at that. "i felt you clentch , is that what you want , want me to cum inside you, fill you up with my kids , have everyone here know that i fucked you. " you were a moaned screaming mess. "pl..please." you felt yourself about to cum for the third time.

"sh..shit you're nasty baby , where'd my cute shy baby go , all i see is a whore ready to be bred by her boss." he also felt himself about to cum. "don't worry baby , i'll fill you up with my cum , but you gotta cum for me , cum for me one more time." your eyes rolled to the back of your head , screaming as you came , a white ring forming around his cock. "th..thats it- shit baby , im gonna cum , m'gonna fill you up , ngh fuck! " you felt his cum painting your walls , filling you the brim. "that's it , take my cum." he thrusted a few times , before he pulled out , your body laid out on the desk , cum leaking out of your abused cunt.

"look at you." he collected the cum from your thigh , pushing it back inside you , you whimpered in overstimulation. "all fucked dumb just for me." he pulled your panties up your leg. "keep it in for me , be a good girl." he helped you get dress , pulling his pants back up , kissing your lips. "what's your favorite restaurant?" you cocked your head to the side. "i don't know, why?" you said.

"pick one , i don't care how expensive , i'm taking you out on a date."

©️LUVYENI

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wonusdoll · 10 months

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Summary: Jisung's adoration towards you finally makes sense once he presents.

Pairing: Werewolf! Jisung x Witch! Female reader

Warnings: smut, reader is slightly older, switch Jisung trying to handle his own instinct.

“I told you to bring booze!” was the greeting you received as soon as Jaehyun opened the door.

“Do you think I’m dumb?” you scoffed, pushing a bag of snacks to his chest and taking your shoes off before walking in. “Alcohol is more expensive than snacks. You buy booze.”

Being friends with Jaehyun could be bothersome: wake up calls so he didn’t miss lectures, not being able to get a date because everyone would think he was your boyfriend and he always expected you to show up with food or alcohol. But there were also benefits: he would always share his food with you, walk you home if it was getting dark and you got to hang out with him and his brothers for movie nights.

“Can’t you just do that thing you do and make booze appear?” Jaehyun groaned, following you to the living room. You turned towards him and lifted an eyebrow. “Please?” he asked, giving you his best pout which made you laugh out loud.

“Fine,” you sighed, sitting on the floor. “Bring me as many empty bottles as you can find.”

Jaehyun wasted no time and went to do as he had been told the exact same second Jisung made his entrance. He gave you a shy smile and sat down near you.

“Hi, Jisung!” you smiled back brightly. “Ready for a horror movie?”

His smile widened and he opened his mouth to reply, when Jaehyun came back into the room, carrying a bunch of bottles of different sizes and complaining about how a witch of your category should be able to materialize bottles as well.

“Materializing solids is harder than materializing liquids,” you deadpanned what you thought should be obvious.

“You’re gonna do magic, noona?” Jisung leaned forward and looked at the bottles with curious eyes.

“Why are you here, Jisung?” Jaehyun asked finally acknowledging the younger’s presence. “The movie won’t start yet so you can take a nap or something.”

“I-uh… just wanted to say hi,” Jisung mumbled nervously.

“You always come out of your room as soon as Y/N arrives,” Jaehyun pointed out and chuckled teasingly. “It’s like you can smell her or something.”

At this Jisung blushed furiously and his eyes widened as he looked at Jaehyun and then at you, his mouth opening and closing a couple of times but not being able to formulate any words.

“Leave him alone,” you gave Jaehyun a stern look and grabbed Jisung’s hand, ignoring the surprised gasp that left his mouth and pulling him to sit closer to you. “He knows I get in a good mood when I see him, right?”

Jisung didn’t reply, too stunned looking at the way your small hand barely managed to circle his.

Jaehyun snorted.

“Sure, he’ll keep you company while I go take a shower then,” he yawned and his figure disappeared into the corridor.

“Okay, wanna see some magic, Ji-” you turned to look at him and found him placing your palm against his, marveled at the visible size difference. You had never paid proper attention to his hands before; his fingers were long and beautiful and they were lacing with yours now as he let out a soft whisper that sounded like 'so small…'

“Jisung…” you called after you remembered how to breathe. “I need both hands to do magic.”

“Oh-” He seemed to finally escape whatever trance he was trapped in and let go of your hand hesitantly. “Sorry.”

You smiled at him and gathered the bottles in front of you.

“I would ask you what alcohol you want me to materialize, but you’re too young to drink-” you tried to lighten the mood.

“Just beer is fine,” he said.

“What?” you were sure you had misheard him. There was no way he knew anything about alcohol.

“I mostly drink soju and tequila shots,” he shrugged and helped you reach the bottles that were too far. “But some of the others can’t handle that much, so beer would be better.”

“Uh… sure, then let’s go with beer tonight,” you said and got to work.

It took you about 20 minutes to fill the bottles with alcoholic liquid. You could have finished sooner, but Jisung was staring intently at your hands made it really hard to concentrate.

The movie was not as scary as you expected and no one could take it seriously. Some of the guys would randomly scream just to scare the others and they ended up getting drunk and throwing chips at each other. You on the other hand, had had a long week and your body was starting to give up on you, your eyes closing slowly.

“Noona,” you heard a deep but soft voice on your left, “are you tired?”

You smiled tiredly at Jisung. “Yeah… I should probably go home soon.”

“It’s kind of late, though,” Jaehyun said from your right side. “Wanna spend the night here? We can share my bed.”

“But you won’t let me sleep,” you groaned.

“Oh? Is that an invitation to go back to our old arrangement?” he teased and just then everyone went silent, looking at you both.

“What arrangement?” Yuta asked curiously, breaking the silence.

“It’s nothing,” you said before Jaehyun could answer. “Jaehyun, no,” you hissed only for him to hear.

“Your lose,” he simply said and winked at you.

“Nah, I really wanna know now,” Johnny stopped the movie and turned so he could face his object of interest.

You looked around and saw each of the guys’ faces staring back at you intently. Jisung looked like he was holding his breath.

You then looked at Jaehyun who at least had the decency to look guilty about letting it slip. You sighed and decided to come clean.

“We used to fuck,” you finally said.

The collective gasp would have been comical if you hadn’t been the one who caused it. Questions about details were fast to arise.

“How was it?” was the last question heard by everyone and followed mostly by cheering and a couple of reprimands.

Jaehyun bit his lip, suppressing a smirk before whispering a short “sorry” your way and replying to the question. “Fucking amazing.”

Louder cheers and some dramatical screams exploded around.

“If it was so good then why did it stop?” interrupted Ten.

“It was not my decision for sure,” said Jaehyun.

“We just weren’t compatible,” you shrugged.

“He’s all talk, isn’t he?” Jungwoo asked you. “He didn’t make you cum.” he wasn’t asking, but stating a fact.

Everyone waited in silence for your answer, and you looked at Jaehyun apologetically. He lifted his eyebrows in disbelief.

“No way…” he waited for you to laugh and tell him that it was all a joke, that he was the best fuck you’ve ever had and that you would love to do it again. “You did cum, I’m sure.”

“I did. I made myself cum,” you murmured. “You just happened to be there.”

Some of the members of the pack snorted but tried not to be too loud and hurt Jaehyun’s ego even more. Jisung, who had been silent the entire time next to you, scoffed.

“Anyways,” you continued trying to end the conversation as soon as possible. “What I meant earlier is that I can’t sleep with you in the same bed because you snore, so I would rather go home.”

Mark and Haechan in a corner laughed harder at you mentioning Jaehyun’s snoring.

“It’s late, Y/N,” Taeyong reminded you. “Are you sure? One of us can sleep on the couch and you can take the bed.”

“I’ll take the couch,” Jisung suddenly said. Everyone seemed to be surprised to finally hear his voice. “You can sleep in my bed, noona.”

“No, no.” You quickly said. “I can sleep on the couch-”

“No,” he insisted. “I’m not sleepy yet so I’ll watch some TV instead. I’d rather sleep here.”

“Oh… Thank you, Jisung,” you gave in and everyone went back to their own conversations, standing up to go to bed too.

“Well,” Jaehyun tried to lighten the mood, placing his hand on your thigh. “If you change your mind, I’ll leave my door unlocked-”

A deep growl pierced through the choir of voices and caused a heavy silence to reign in the living room. Everyone stood in shock, looking at the source of the threatening sound: Jisung, with his fists clenched and a slight glimpse of red visible in his eyes, set on where Jaehyun’s hand made contact with your body.

Jaehyun raised an eyebrow. He seemed to understand what was happening immediately. He wasn’t oblivious to Jisung’s crush on you, but he never thought much of it. It was just a crush, after all. Or was it? He had to make sure…

Without breaking eye contact with Jisung, Jaehyun slid his hand towards your inner thigh and gave it a soft squeeze. Something that you would have taken as a friendly touch, not uncommon for you two. But it seemed to set Jisung off, his growl becoming louder and more feral, bearing his teeth as if he was about to bite Jaehyun’s hand off.

“Jisung!” Taeyong’s voice rumbled against the walls and it seemed to get to the youngest member of the pack. Jisung shook his head and looked at his leader, and then at your stunned expression.

He cleared his throat and coughed a couple of times.

“S-sorry, I think I’m about to catch a cold or… something.”

When no one said anything, he spoke again.

“I’ll wash up first.” he mumbled awkwardly and scratched the back of his neck. “My room is all yours to use, noona,” and just like that he scurried away, followed quickly by Chenle.

“You just want your bed to smell like her!” Chenle accused a bit too loud, causing Jisung to shush him and drag him away before he could say something else. Jeno and Jaemin failed to contain their giggles as they left the living room too, and soon other members followed. The last ones to leave were Taeyong and Doyoung, exchanging worried looks and whispers and leaving you and Jaehyun alone.

Jaehyun sighed.

“Our Jisung is a man now, huh?” he said

“What the hell was that? Did he growl at you?!” you still couldn’t believe sweet, shy Jisung had such a side.

“Sure did…”

“Why?!”

Jaehyun didn’t say anything for an entire minute.

“It’s too soon to say,” he finally turned to smile at you and ruffled your hair. “Don’t worry about it yet.”

“Yet?” you repeated as you watched him stand up and make his way out of the living room. “And later?”

“Well…Just don’t play with the poor boy, okay?”

“...what do you mean?” you whispered.

Jaehyun smiled, but he seemed too worried for the smile to reach his eyes.

“Nothing, Y/N… Forget about it. Goodnight…”

You tossed and turned in Jisung’s bed, failing to fall asleep.You just couldn’t stop worrying about Jisung’s behavior earlier. Was he mad at Jaehyun? Was he mad at you? What if he was actually getting sick and sleeping on the couch made it worse? The pang of guilt you felt was enough to get you out of bed and quietly go to the living room to check on him.

His long body certainly didn’t fit in the couch so his feet were hanging off but he seemed to be fine overall, sleeping soundly on his back, with hands over his head. You gently placed your hand on his forehead to check on his temperature; he was warm but not enough to alarm you. Letting out a relieved sigh, you stepped away from him, but you hadn’t walked two steps when you heard him call you.

“Noona..” he whimpered softly.

You turned to look at him, worried that you had woken him up or that he needed something, but you were met with his sleeping form, eyes closed, breath evened and a content smile like he was having the best of dreams.

“Noona,” he repeated, arching his back slightly and sighing. “You smell so good…”

You felt your face heaten up. Was he dreaming of you?

You waited, but nothing else came out of his parted plump lips. He just laid there pacifically like he hadn’t just made you short circuit.

You forced your legs to take you to the kitchen, thinking a cold glass of water would calm you down. Your hands searched for the right cabinet blindly, and then remembered that they had moved the glasses to the top shelf about two weeks ago. You stood on your toes and mentally cursed your height. So you could make alcohol appear but couldn’t reach the top shelf? You weren’t particularly good at levitating objects either so there was no way for you to get a glass. Just when you were about to give up, you felt a warm body behind you and saw a long arm grab a glass over you easily, placing it on the counter in front of you.

“You wanted this, right?” you heard Jisung’s sleepy voice near your ear as he continued hovering over you.

“Y-yes, thank you,” you stuttered, not daring to move. “Sorry I woke you up.”

“It’s fine,” he mumbled. “The real thing is much better.”

You gulped. He was probably still half asleep and wasn’t making any sense, you thought as you watched him close the cabinet over your head.

“I never noticed how t-tall you are.” you laughed nervously.

“I’m not particularly tall,” he hummed and you could swear you felt him inhale against your hair, before he let out a soft groan. “You’re just so small.”

“A-am I?” you asked just for the sake of saying something. All intelligent thoughts had left your brain when he placed his large hands on top of yours on the counter.

“Uh-huh,” he squeezed your hands and pressed his body closer to you from behind, making it impossible not to notice a prominent bulge against your lower back. He hid his face on your neck before he whispered: “I could split you in half.”

You moaned out loud before you could think about how wrong this was. This was little Jisung! He hadn’t even presented yet and he had you feeling more hot and bothered than any man before, while whispering such crude things with the softest tone and barely humping your ass. You were losing it for him doing the bare minimum, when you didn’t even know you were attracted to him.

“You sound even better than in my dreams,” he groaned, thrusting against you a bit harder, his hands leaving yours to travel up your arms and finally circle your waist, holding you firmly in place for him to pursue his pleasure.

You don’t even know what took over you when you leaned forward into the counter and arched your back with a shaky breath, pressing your behind harder against him and eliciting the most delicious moan out of him.

“Can’t believe he didn’t make you cum,” he suddenly spit, sliding a hand under your shirt and massaging your breast. “I wouldn’t stop until you’ve soaked the bed,” he groaned, his other hand traveling down the hem of your shorts. “My bed…”

“J-Jisung!” you finally came to your senses and grabbed his hand right as it started sliding into your shorts. “Wait, w-we can’t!”

He stopped all movement and stilled behind you, slowly raising his head.

“Huh?” was all that came from him as if he was waking up from a trance. And then, he practically jumped away from you like you had burned him. “Noona?!”

Hesitantly, you finally turned around and looked at him. He looked from his hands to you, eyes flashing red and golden intermittently. Whether he was still panting due to his previous activities or because he was panicking, you didn’t know.

“I-,sorry I… I don’t k-know why I… shit, noona I’m so sorry,” he stuttered and stumbled over his own feet as he fled to the bathroom and locked himself in there.

You stood in the darkness in silence, the glass long forgotten on the counter and your upper thighs uncomfortably sticky due to the wetness you couldn’t stop. Your heart was pounding against your chest like you were a teenager facing her first crush, and all because of Jisung.

But his reaction confirmed your theory that he wasn’t really awake and it made you feel incredibly guilty. Had you scared him? What if he felt like you had taken advantage of him and hated you know?

You heard the faint singing of birds coming from outside and noticed the room wasn’t as dark anymore and took it as your queue to go home, getting dressed and grabbing your stuff silently, not wanting to face anyone right now.

Once you got home you took a quick shower and hid under the blankets, falling asleep immediately as if all energy had been suddenly stolen from you.

You woke up to your phone ringing insistently on your nightstand.

“What?” you sleepy mumbled placing the phone on your ear.

“When did you leave?” Jaehyun’s voice asked.

“Uh I don’t know…early, I guess.”

“Why didn’t you wake me up? I would have walked you home.”

“It’s fine, I got home safe and sound.”

He hummed and yawned. “Next time wake me up, okay?”

“Okay…” you mumbled and bit your lip, suddenly remembering what had happened last night. “Hey, Jae…does Jisung normally…sleepwalk?”

“Sleepwalk?” he sounded confused. “Uh no, not that I know- why?...did something happen last night?”

“Uh…”

“Hold on, Y/N.”

You heard faint murmurs being exchanged on the other side of the line and then you heard Taeyong’s voice asking for the phone.

“Y/N, did Jisung go to the room where you were sleeping last night?” Taeyong asked straight to the point.

“NO!” you basically yelled. “No, of course not.”

“Did he do or say something weird then?” he insisted

It took you a bit too long to answer. How could you possibly tell them?!

“Y/N, I need you to tell me or we can’t help him.”

“He…uh, I-” you inhaled deeply before thinking of a way to tell them without giving away many details. “I went to the kitchen last night and I think maybe I woke him up, or…I don’t know but he was there and talked and…acted in a way that wasn’t like…like him, you know? And his eyes were changing colors…”

You heard even more voices discussing on the other side of the line before Taeyong spoke again.

“What did he say exactly?”

You froze. Jisung’s whisper of 'I would split you in half' echoed in your head.

“I- I don’t remember… I was half asleep,” you lied.

Taeyong’s silence made it clear he didn’t believe you, but he didn’t insist.

“Is Jisung okay?” You finally asked.

“He’s fine,” Taeyong assured you. “He is a bit moody today, hasn’t left his room, but he isn’t sick or anything… We think he’s about to present.”

“Oh,” you said dumbly. That made sense; the weird change of eye color, a more aggresive attitude and sudden hornyness. You felt relieved, but also a bit disappointed. It was just his animal side and he would have reacted like that with any other woman; he wasn’t attracted to you. And after he presented, it would only be a matter of time before he met his destined mate. Great. It’s not like you liked him either, right?

Right?

When the call finished, you were in a terrible mood. And you were still in a bad mood for the next few days, a week even. And when it was time for another movie night at Jaehyun’s, you declined, saying you were tired. Instead, you grabbed a blanket and a cup of hot chocolate and watched a movie on your own, while the heavy rain tapped against the window.

As you approached the end of the movie, you heard a soft knock on your door. You stopped the movie and looked at the door, just in time for a harder knock to be heard. Puzzled, you stood up and walked softly towards the door, the knocking becoming louder and more insistent.

“W-who is it?” you asked nervously once you reached the door.

“Noona,” called the deep voice from the other side. “It’s me…”

“Jisung?!” you shrieked and quickly opened the door, facing the boy whose clothes and hair were soaking wet. “Jisung what are you doing here?! Look at you, why didn’t you bring an umbrella with you?! You’ll get sick-”

“Are you mad at me?” he asked immediately, staring into your eyes.

“W-what?”

“Are you mad because of what I did that night? Is that why you don’t want to go to our house anymore?”

“No, Jisung.” you sighed. “I’m not mad at you, I promise. I just wasn’t feeling it today.”

His shoulders relaxed and he nodded. “Oh, okay…I’ll see you around then…”

“Jisung,” you called him before he could leave. “Come in and take a hot shower okay? Let’s get you some dry clothes to change into.”

He looked at himself, like he had just noticed his state and murmured a soft “okay” before entering your place timidly. You showed him the way to the bathroom and left a clean towel for him to use, letting him know there would be dry clothes waiting for him in your room.

Meanwhile you went to the kitchen to prepare a cup of hot chocolate for him right when your phone started vibrating in your pocket. It was Jaehyun calling.

“Hey, what’s up?”

“Y/n, is Jisung with you?” he asked urgently.

You almost choked on your saliva. How did he know?!

“Uh…yes, he just showed up.”

“Oh thank god,” he sighed, and then his voice sounded distant as he seemed to be speaking to somebody else, telling them 'he’s with her!'

“Is everything okay?” you asked nervously

“He suddenly left in a hurry and didn’t tell anyone anything. He left his phone here, and Chenle tried calling some of his friends but no one had seen him.”

“He’s fine, just got wet because of the rain so he’s taking a shower now. He can stay here until the rain stops,” you offered.

“Thank you,” Jaehyun said and paused for a minute before adding: “Don’t tell him I called you.”

“Why not?”

“He’s a bit…sensitive these days,” he murmured. “And he isn’t very happy with how close I am with you so…”

“...That makes no sense,” you replied and lowered your voice as you heard Jisung exiting the bathroom and entering your room to get changed. “We’ve been friends for years and he’s never seemed to have a problem with that.”

“Yes, but now he’s presenting Y/N.”

“So?”

“Look…,” you heard some movement and then a door closing, indicating that he had probably gone to his room to talk without anyone hearing. “Taeyong doesn’t want me to tell you this, something about not wanting to pressure you into anything but…uh…”

“Just spit it out,” you were starting to get impatient

“We think Jisung imprinted…on you,” the last part was barely audible.

There was an awkward silence that none of you knew how to break until you cleared your throat.

“That’s impossible,” you said. “He hasn’t even presented yet.”

“It’s not impossible. It’s more common for wolves to find their mate after presenting, but it’s not necessarily the rule. I think… We think he imprinted on you a long time ago.”

When you didn’t say anything he continued.

“You know he’s had the biggest crush on you for a while, Y/N. What if it wasn’t a simple crush? You saw how he reacted when I touched you that night… No wolf would be that agitated unless it’s their mate that’s being touched. All the signs have always been there, we just dismissed them.”

“I- I don’t know what to do with that information, Jae…” you said, biting your lip nervously.

“I thought you liked him too…” he accused.

“Me?!”

“Yes, you. You have a soft spot for him, you always ask for him when we hang out, you bring him snacks and presents for no reason, you smile like an idiot when he talks and you are incredibly touchy with him.”

“That’s just…”

“Don’t bullshit me, Y/N. We all knew you had a thing for him. If you like him, go for it. But if you don’t like him like that, send him home now and don’t toy with his feelings,” he warned you before sighing and softening his voice. “You’re my friend, Y/N, and he’s my pack brother. I want the best for both of you, okay? I gotta go, call me if anything happens.”

When he hung up you placed your phone on the kitchen counter and went to your room to check on Jisung. There would be time to ask him about his feelings and talk things out properly after he drank something hot and was more comfortable, you thought as you knocked on your bedroom door a few times.

“Jisung, are you ready? Do you want hot chocolate? or something to eat?” you asked, trying your best to hide how affected you were after that phone call. But the only reply you heard was something that sounded like a muffled cry. “Jisung?” you insisted only to get a louder cry in response. Worried, you opened the door and stood there speechless.

The clothes you had prepared for him were scattered on the floor along with the towel you had given him earlier. Jisung was completely bare on your bed, mounting your pillow and rutting against it desperately, while water drops traveled from his hair to your bedsheets, where his face was buried, muffling his incessant moans.

“J-jisung…” his name was the only thing you would say and he finally turned his body to the side slightly to look at you, allowing you to catch a glimpse of the precum leaking from his reddened cock, staining your pillowcase.

“N-noona,” his voice was an octave deeper than usual. “Noona, everything smells l-like you…” he whimpered, fucking the pillow harder and faster without breaking eye contact with you. “I-I’m so close-” was the last thing he managed to say before a deep moan echoed through the room and his hips stilled, his buttcheeks contracting a couple of times, pressing his member harder against the soft fabric.

He laid limp on the bed, hooded eyes still looking at you, the strange dance of eye colors happening again told you that he was being consumed by his wolf again.

“Sorry,” he finally panted. “I made a mess...”

“I-it’s okay!” your voice cracked because you were actually not okay, but you knew he had no control over his body right now and the last thing you wanted was to make him feel guilty about it. “There’s some tissues on my nightstand, so- uh how about you c-clean yourself up and g-get dressed?” you nervously walked closer to him, picked up the clothes from the floor and offered them to him.

He slowly sat up, as if his body was too heavy to move. He didn’t even bother covering himself like the shy Jisung normally would. He was far too gone for that. But when he saw the clothes you were trying to give him, he had enough energy to snatch them from you and throw them further away, with an annoyed huff.

“Wha- Jisung!” you reprimanded him. “You have to get dressed!”

“I’m not wearing his clothes,” he hissed. “And neither are you. Those are Jaehyun hyung’s, aren't they?”

Right. The only clothes you had that could fit him were shirts and boxers that Jaehyun would leave behind whenever he crashed at your place. You had prepared those clothes for Jisung before Jaehyun called you to warn you about Jisung’s feelings.

“...Fine,” you sighed in defeat, not wanting to irritate him more. “I’ll go get you something else, but don’t complain if it’s too small for you.”

Before you could walk away, he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer to him, making you stand in between his legs, pressing his head against your lower belly.

“Don’t go,” he pouted, planting a soft kiss on your stomach over the thin fabric of your shirt that made you blush even more. “It hurts less when you’re here.”

“Are y-you in pain?” you asked.

“Yeah,” he inhaled deeply and groaned as he caught the smell or your arousal. “But maybe you can help me?” he asked using one of his hands to lift your shirt slightly, kissing your skin directly now and making you gasp. “Can you make it better, noona?” he looked up at you innocently while sticking out his tongue and licking at your hip bone.

“Fuck!” you tilted your head back unconsciously pushing your hips closer to him, which he took as a sign for him to start pulling your sweatpants lower, his mouth kissing and licking every bit of skin he found on his way. “J-jisung, hold on!”

You placed your hands on his shoulders and pushed him away slightly, he whined.

“Why?” he asked, his hands still pulling at the hem of your pants.

“Jisung, I think y-you’re… presenting,” you told him.

He furrowed his brows and looked at you confused, but then his mouth parted slightly as the cogs started turning in his head.

“Oh,” he finally said, dropping his arms to his sides and letting go of you. “Does that make you uncomfortable? Am I scaring you?”

“No!” you softly took his face in your hands and made him look up at you. “That’s not it, Jisung. I just want you to be sure-”

“I’m sure,” he said quickly.

“-And I don’t want you to regret it-”

“I won’t,” he assured you, grabbing one of your hands and bringing it to his mouth so he could give it little kisses. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this for, noona.”

“Jisung… are you- uh… am I your m-mate?” you finally gathered the courage to ask.

“Yes,” he hummed contently, kissing your fingertips. “Mine. Not Jaehyun hyung’s.”

“How can you be s-sure?” you barely managed to ask while looking at his lips wrap around your thumb and suck gently.

“Always knew. Since the first time I saw you,” he said simply, letting go of your fingers with one last kiss. “But you always treated me like a kid, so I waited… hoping you would see me differently once I presented.”

Suddenly, his hands were back on your pants and without a warning he pulled them down, making you lose your balance, which he took as an opportunity to grab your arms and pull you on his lap, one of his hands behind you taking the sweatpants off your legs, leaving you on your shirt and underwear only

“And judging by how wet you are for me, it was worth the wait,” he smirked, caressing your arms and guiding them to his shoulders.

You were incredibly embarrassed but didn’t bother to lie. You knew he could smell your arousal and it was stupid to lie to him. “Sorry, I couldn't help it.”

“Don’t be,” he said, kissing your cheek softly. “It smells really fucking good, but it’s making me really hard…”

You looked down and gasped when you saw that he was indeed incredibly hard for someone who had literally just ejaculated on your pillow.

“Please help me, noona,” he begged, grabbing one of your hands and placing it over his hardness. “It hurts so bad.”

You couldn’t stop yourself from tracing his cock delicately with your fingertips, feeling his body tense up under you.

“I’ll help,” you finally said, wrapping your hand around him, making him moan and release a mantra of ‘thank yous’. “But… you can’t mark me.”

He looked up at you like you were crazy. Marking you was what he wanted the most. You were denying him the ultimate pleasure of owning you for the rest of your lives. Frustrated he shook his head and opened his mouth to complain, but then you let go of his member completely, earning a pained gasp from him.

“Jisung, you can’t mark me during your first rut,” you tried to reason with him as he whined incoherently and tried to put your hand back on him. “It 's too soon. If you still want me in the future, then we can think about it, okay?”

He looked up at you with such sad eyes that you almost gave in, but you knew it was better to take things slow. Finally he dropped his head and mumbled a defeated 'okay.'

“Good boy,” you whispered sweetly, making him shudder at the pet name. This time you grabbed him firmly and started pumping him rhythmically without hesitation. He let out the loudest gasp yet and arched his back, hips thrusting against your hand like crazy.

“N-noona!” he dug his fingers into your waist in a desperate attempt to ground himself. “yes, please, yes-yes!”

You were so focused on his fucked out expression that you failed to notice one of his hands making its way into your panties. He quickly found your clit and massaged it, groaning at how wet you were.

“J-jisung!” you panted, trying to wiggle away. “T- this is supposed to be to help you!” you argued but the rest of your complaints were forgotten when one of his long fingers entered you slowly. “Ah!”

“You are helping m-me, noona,” he gasped against your lips, thrusting his finger in and out of you slowly while his thumb circled your clit. “You’re doing s-so …so good f-for me.”

He took you by surprise when he finally connected your lips, swallowing your moans and sliding his tongue into your mouth messily. He made use of this distraction to insert a second finger inside of you and make you sob into the kiss. Your thumb reached the tip of his cock and circled it, imitating the way he was massaging your clit, and successfully making him break the kiss to gasp.

“That’s it, noona,” he gave your lips a couple of messy licks before pressing his forehead against you. “J-just like that-don’t stop…don’t stop, please, don’t stop, don’t fucking stop-”

He moaned and tilted his head back, his fingers mercilessly abusing you while spurts of his cum covered your hand, making you reach your climax while he rode out his. You dropped your head on his shoulder, body limp, trying to catch up your breath but he wouldn’t stop his assault on your clit.

“Ji-,” you squirmed, but he held you in place. “Jisung, I’m s-sensitive.”

“But it hurts,” he pleaded, still breathing heavily. You lifted your head to look at him. His dick was still as hard and red as when you first entered the room.

“Fuck…” you mumbled. “How…?”

“More?” he asked you as innocently as he could, considering his fingers were still inside of you.

“Uh okay, I-... can you lay down?” you asked him, and he nodded eagerly, letting you stand up so he could lay down on the cum stained bed.

“W-what are you gonna-Fuck! Oh fuck, noona-” he moaned as soon as he felt your warm lips on his aching cock. “P-please noona, I- oh… you’re crazy if you t-think I won’t m-mark you after thi-ah!”

You let go of his member with a soft pop and licked the tip softly. “We said no marking, Ji,” you teased him between licks.

“I-I know but-...But noona,oooohh!” he arched his back and grabbed the bedsheets in a pathetic attempt to control himself, tears staining his pretty face. “more, m-more-!”

You gave him more, wrapping your lips around him and sucking, making loud slurping sounds and had him tossing and turning under you, calling your name and sobbing.

“Keep g-going, noona c’mon k-keep-,” his thighs started shaking and his abdomen contracted as a clear sign that he was very close. “Keep sucking, y/n, k-keep sucking my cock, just l-like that noon-ah! keep g-going, keep fucking g-going-,” his desperate mantra between gasps got interrupted by you finally deepthroating him. “Fuuuuckk!”

You hummed around his cock and started lifting your head when you felt both his hands on the back of your head, pushing you down and forcing his dick into your throat. You choked and grabbed his hands, trying to push him away, but he had no intention of letting go, keeping your nose pressed against his navel and your throat contracting against his member in an attempt to breathe.

“Stay,” he growled, using a voice that was unknown to you, deeper and huskier than you’d ever heard him. “Take my cock, just like you’re meant to,” he then gave your head short fast pushes, still pressed against his hips, that made you choke harder and sob, the vibrations making him feel in heaven.

With a final guttural growl, he came in your throat, forcing you to swallow his load before he finally let go of your head, cooing at your coughs.

Once you managed to stop coughing, you looked at him in shock, expecting an apology for losing control like that, but when your eyes met his, you saw no guilt or regret. His eyes full of lust were shining a bright red and a cocky smirk had replaced his shy typical expression.

His wolf had taken over.

“You look so good like this, Y/N,” he said casually, leaving all formalities behind and calling you by your name.

“J-jisung? How d-do you feel?” you asked a bit afraid. You had never seen him like this before.

“Fucking fantastic,” he purred. “Will feel even better after I knot you.”

“K-knot?!”

He raised an eyebrow.

“Oh? So Jaehyun can breed you full of cum but your real mate can’t?” he hissed through gritted teeth.

“No I-...I’ve never t-taken a knot before,” you admitted, suddenly feeling shy, looking down. “I n-never let him…”

“He didn’t knot you?” he repeated.

You shook your head no and he immediately took your face in his hands and pulled you closer to him, kissing you passionately.

“Good girl, y/n. You did well,” he praised you, helping you take your shirt off, and kissing your breasts affectionately. Your back arched into his touch and let him make you feel good. You suddenly felt so small and vulnerable, like you were meant to submit to him.

“Your tiny cunt will only take my knot from now on,” he mumbled against your left breast, circling your nipple with his tongue. “Take my cock only for the rest of your life.”

You moaned and pulled at his hair, your hips rubbing against his softly.

“I’ll mark you so good everyone will know who you belong to…”

That knocked some sense into you.

“J-jisung! We s-said not yet-”

“Sit on my face,” he commanded.

“Huh?!”

“It seems I haven’t made you feel good enough if you still have half a brain to talk back to your alpha,” he grunted, easily manhandling you so your legs were on each side of his head, your pussy hovering dangerously over his face.

“A-alpha?” the term sounded so foreign to you. It was only used among wolves, so you never thought you would have to address anyone like that.

“That’s right,” he purred, kissing your inner thighs. “Alpha will fuck you dumb, okay?” was the last thing he said before pulling your panties to the side and diving in.

You let out a silent scream and grabbed onto the bed headboard for support. His tongue felt hotter than what should be normal and the way he moaned and groaned against you like he was tasting the most delicious of meals sent constant waves of pleasure through your body. You felt yourself cumming faster than ever in your life so you tried to put some distance between yourselves, to avoid coming that fast and embarrassing yourself, but he wouldn’t have any of that. His arms circled your thighs and pulled you down, all your weight on his face making you tremble with pleasure. He chuckled and sucked your sensitive clit into his mouth, using his tongue to toy with it roughly.

“Oh,” you sobbed, panting heavily, “I’m g-gonna cum, Ji- ah! gonna c-cum, Jisung-!”

Your body shook against his hold as he hummed with your clit still inside his mouth, making you cum while screaming so hard, you knew you wouldn’t be able to speak properly for a couple of days.

“Are you okay?” panted Jisung against your core.

“I-I’m…okay,” you replied with difficulty.

Jisung tsked like he was annoyed at the fact that you could still form coherent sentences. “One more then.”

His tongue lolled out of his mouth and his strong hands grabbed your hips, pulling you against him again and moving you back and forth against his soft hot tongue.

“J-jisung w-wait,” you barely gasped. “I can’t c-cum again…”

He raised his brows defiantly and moved you faster against your will, ready to prove you how wrong you were.

“Jisung please-!” you pleaded, but you were starting to feel another build up. How could everything feel so good with him?

Soon you felt your hips move on its own, which gave Jisung the opportunity to touch your body, from your thighs, to your ass and finally massaging your breasts as you rode his tongue thoughtlessly.

“Oh, oh! s-so good, Jisungie-,” you spoke shakily. “Your tongue f-feels so good, a-alpha…”

Jisung moaned and you could see the corners of his lips lift in what would have been a satisfied smirk if it wasn’t because he had you riding his tongue. He knew he had you where he wanted, and he guided your hands to his head, encouraging you to pull his hair as you used him.

“Y-yes,” you moaned, eyes rolling back and your hips bouncing empty-headed against his face. “Yes,yes-yeesss fuck alpha!”

You came so hard you heard a ring in your ears, your body losing all strength and falling back. Jisung caught you right in time and laid you on the bed carefully.

“How are you feeling now?” he asked, voice raspy and face glistening with your juices.

You barely acknowledged that he was talking to you, your eyes unfocused, and body shaking like a leaf with only one thought in your head:

“Ji…alpha,” you let out almost inaudibly.

“Perfect,” Jisung groaned, taking off your ruined panties and positioning himself between your legs, entering you in one go.

You cried out loud and arched your back, tossing your arms around, looking for something to hold onto. Jisung wasn’t doing so well himself, his eyes were wide in shock at how good he felt, and they were switching into golden color again.

“F-fuck, noona,” he sobbed, kissing you pasionately, and giving an experimental thrust that made both of you moan. “Noona, my beautiful noona- h-how can you be so tight and w-warm?”

You weakly lifted your head and saw Jisung looking back at you. Eyes full of adoration gleaming a golden color instead of the dark red you had seen before. Soft and lovely Jisung was back, but for how long?

“S-sorry, noona,” he said as he started fucking you with intent. “Don’t ask me to stop- I c-can’t stop.”

He buried his face into your neck and whispered the sweetest praises, only interrupted by moans that were becoming louder.

“If I don’t m-mark you I’ll d-die, noona ah!,p-please-,” he begged, sucking your neck like you had the mental capacity to deny him anything in this state.

You then heard a chuckle. The wolf was back.

“And you’ll let me, right?” said that dark and velvety voice. “You’ll let alpha mark y-you and fuck you full of cum,yeah?” he sat up and his red eyes devoured you as he grabbed your hips and fucked into you roughly.

You were too fucked up to even moan out loud, your mouth hung open and your eyes rolled back as no sound came out of your spent troath.

“Such a perfect little doll,” he hissed as his hips snapped against you, the bed headboard slamming against the wall loudly. “Won’t ever let you go, Y/N.”

The base of his cock finally started growing in size making him moan shakily and fucking you faster.

“Yes! yes,yes, finally- finally Y/N!”

He laid on top of you and hugged your waist, holding your body against his as his hips pistoned into you, letting out a delirious string of curses, praises and sobs.

“S-sorry, noona,” there was human Jisung again, his forehead against yours as he panted, a couple of his tears landing on your face. “You h-have to take my knot, p-please, you have to- I c-can’t-!”

You couldn’t register his words, as a new and more powerful orgasm took over your body and made you convulse against his strong hold. If you hadn’t been so fucked out you would have seen his mouth wide open as he went cross-eyed and gave a final thrust that settled his knot inside of you, his cock twitching and releasing endless spurts of thick cum.

“O-oh, oh noona…” he sobbed against your neck, finally giving into his instinct and biting you hard.

“Jisung!” you grabbed the back of his head and pulled him closer, moaning as he sucked on the fresh mark. You thought it would hurt more, but it gave you a very pleasant tingly sensation. “Alpha…”

Jisung panted heavily as he lifted his upper body. His eyes were golden again and he was anxiously waiting for your reaction after what had happened.

“I- I couldn’t stop myself, noona,” he bit his lip and flinched when your eyes met his. “I don’t know why I…it just hurt and- then everything became too much-”

You groaned and threw your arms over your face. “That’s why I told you not to mark me,” you whined. “I knew you would regret it!”

“No,” he said firmly. “I don’t regret it.”

When you didn’t reply to him, he grabbed your arms and held them against the mattress on each side of your head.

“Noona, look at me,” he pleaded. “I don’t regret it. It was better than I could ever imagine. I’m just apologizing because you didn’t want it.”

“I did want it,” you whispered. “But I wanted you to be sure first.”

“I’ve been sure for so long, noona,” he kissed your lips softly. “I’ve always wanted you. Please don’t push me away.”

You kissed him back and he sighed against your mouth, deepening the kiss.

And then he thrusted harshly inside of you again, making you almost choke in surprise.

“J-jisung?!”

He opened his eyes slowly and you saw the flickering battle of red and golden happen again, telling you his animal side wanted to come out again.

"Sorry, noona..." he apologized in advance for what was about to happen.

Here we go again.

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FULL MOON — PARK JISUNG

pairing || werewolf!jisung x fem!reader

synopsis || your boyfriend, jisung has his rut and has been avoiding you all day. for the first time his rut has aligned with a full moon making it much more powerful than usual. he’s afraid of hurting you, but you show him just how strong you can be and how much of him you can take.

content || mature, minors do not interact. female reader, possessiveness. explicit smut — rough sex, unprotected sex, fingering, deepthroating, manhandling, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, passing out.

word count || 3k

author’s note || for @underworldnet’s halloween event — day two : full moon.

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First Times - Jisung

warning(s): smut, size kink, corruption, choking, slight sir kink, JISUNG smut. since this is a loss of virginity smut they are going to be very vocal, please keep that in mind. compared to my other work, there is much more dialogue than usual.

- - if jisung smut makes you uncomfortable, then don't read - -

word count : 2,670 words

"I'm not feeling too good," Jisung whined over the phone.

You and Jisung have been dating a little over 4 months, and you have yet to meet anyone other than Chenle. You were okay with it, especially since you weren't an idol. As much as you like Jisung, your family would be scrutinized, and that scared you. People can get so...obsessive...over their idols.

"I'm sorry baby." You said.

It was quiet for a while until Jisung spoke up again.

"Can you come over?"

You freeze and think it over. You've only ever been over once, and that was suspicious enough...but he needs you right now. Sighing, you start putting together a goody bag.

"Okay. But you have to help me get in."

"But I don't wanna get up. I don't feel good."

"You're such a big baby. Fine. Have Chenle help me then."

You rolled your eyes at his antics, trying not to smile. As you got ready to leave you threw on Jisung's sweatshirt over your pajamas. It was pretty dark out so it shouldn't be too hard to sneak in. The only issue was the crazy fans that would sit outside their dorms. You grabbed a mask, a baseball cap and an overnight bag, throwing in a change of clothes for tomorrow.

"I'm on my way. Is the pin still the same?" You asked.

"Yeah! Um, yeah. It's still the same. Just text Chenle when you're at the front door and he will open it for you." Jisung said, smiling on the other end of the phone.

"I will. Alright. I'll see you when I get there." You say, closing and locking your front door.

"Okay. See you soon." With that, he hung up.

After a small 10 minute drive you arrived at the back of their building. Sneaking in and texting Chenle when you're there, you are finally in Jisung's room, closing the door.

Jisung looks up from his phone and smiles when he sees you. He gets up and pulls you into a hug.

"I missed you." He whispers, putting his chin on top of your head.

You sigh and wrap your arms around his waist, shoving your head into his chest.

"I missed you too."

Jisung pulls away, holding your hand and dragging you into bed.

"Renjun is sleeping over WayV's dorms tonight so we can watch movies all night and not worry about waking him up." Jisung said with a huge smile looking down at you.

You cuddle up closer to him and smile at the thought of finally being able to be alone with him.

As you get comfortable Jisung stares at you, finally noticing what you're wearing.

"Are you wearing my sweatshirt?" He asks, a big grin growing on his face.

"Hmm?" You ask looking up at him.

"Is this mine?" He asks, pulling on the hoodie.

"Oh, um yea. Is that okay?" You blush and look down.

"Yeah! Um, yeah. You just look so small in it." He said, kissing the top of your head.

"I'm not that small!" You said, playfully pushing his arm.

Jisung just chuckles and puts Netflix on. As much as he tries, he can't seem to focus on the movie you out on. All he could focus on was how you looked in his clothes. It made him feel really happy. The idea of you wearing his hoodie and showing people that you were his. The idea of you showing his members that you were only his. The idea of you in his hoodie. The idea of you in nothing but his hoodie.

He clears his throat and shifts in his spot. You notice him starting to look uncomfortable and turn to him.

"Are you okay?" You ask, resting your hand on his arm.

"Yeah. I'm okay." He says looking away from you.

"Do you not like the movie?" You ask him.

You look back and forth between the movie playing and him. Worried that the movie was boring him.

"No, it's okay. I'm sorry. Let's just go back to watching the movie."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, yeah."

You nod and press play back on the movie. Shifting a little bit to get closer to him. In doing so, you felt why he was suddenly so uncomfortable. A smirk grew on your face as a plan went through your head. Yourself and Jisung have only been together for 4 months, but you knew that he was the one. Things with him just felt so natural and safe. Even though you know that being with him is dangerous due to his fans, it couldn't help how you felt the second he smiled at you.

With that being said, you wanted to give everything to him. You know that both of you are virgins, it is a big thing that you stressed so that he felt comfortable being one too. Your virginity was never something you kept from your past boyfriends per say, you just didn't feel attracted to them that way. That's why it surprises you every time you wake up from a dream of him shoving your face into a pillow. It surprises you every time you find yourself staring at his hands, thinking of all the things he could do to you. It surprises you every time you get off to the thought of him.

You shifted, pressing yourself further into his lap. Jisung cleared his throat again and looked away. Grabbing his hand, you played with his fingers for a little bit. He looked down at you and felt his mind wondering again. Looking up at him, you smile innocently and kiss the tip of his thumb, leaving his thumb closely to your lips.

His eyes get hooded and darken as he looks down at you. Slowly, he pushes his thumb back to your lips and then slowly passed them.

You take his thumb in your mouth and start to sensually suck on his thumb. Swirling your tongue around it, he pushes to the back of your throat. You harshly push your tongue against the bottom of his thumb and close your eyes, moaning around it.

Jisung pulls his thumb out of your mouth and your eyes fly open. Worry, over taking your face.

"Don't do that." He says.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."

"Stop."

"What?"

"Every time you speak all I can hear is your moan. And I don't want to force you to do anything. But I won't be able to stop myself if you keep talking." Jisung says, looking you in the eyes.

"What if I don't want you to stop?" You whisper to him.

Jisung groans and sits up, looming over you.

"Say stop, and I'll pull away immediately. Okay?" He says, holding your hand.

You nod.

"I need to hear you say it."

"I understand."

Jisung smiles and leans down, pressing his lips against yours. You felt his hands roam your body and moan as he squeezes your breasts. His tongue entering your mouth for a moment.

"Take this off." He whispered against your mouth.

You pull away for a moment and go to take off his hoodie.

"Keep that on. Just take off the bra." Jisung said, looking down on you.

You nod your head and start taking off your bra.

"Words." He mumbled, staring into your eyes.

"Okay." You said, finally getting the bra off.

He hummed and leaned down, shoving his tongue into your mouth again. You moan at the unexpected roughness and arch up further into his body. Jisung's hands push his hoodie up and he pulls away from the kiss. He looks down at you, wetting his lips.

"Fuck." He whispers.

His hands grab your breasts and he starts pinching your nipples. You body reacts immediately, a surprised moan ripping through your throat and your body pushing into his hands.

Jisung leans down and takes one into his mouth, rolling his tongue over your nipple. Your breathing gets heavier and your eyes get hooded. Your hands reach for Jisung's shirt, trying to pull it off of his body. Jisung pulls away, smirking down at you.

"What do you want?" He asks.

"Please." You whine.

"Use your words."

"Please take your shirt off." You huffed.

Jisung smirked and quickly takes his shirt off, throwing it across the room.

"Use your words from now on. Or else I won't know what you want. Okay?" He whispers to you, pushing his leg against your vagina.

"Yes sir." You whimpered, moving against his leg.

Jisung groaned as he watched you attempt to get yourself off on his thigh. He pressed his thigh slightly further against you. You moan loudly as his pants push right against your clit.

"Fuck." Jisung whispers.

His hands reach down and pull you away from his thigh, causing you to whine.

"As hot as that is, I need you to cum in my mouth." He says, his hand forcing you to look at him.

You go to nod but remember his earlier words.

"Okay." You say, out of breath.

Jisung smirks down at you, as he pulls your shorts and underwear off in one go. He slips a finger between your folds and closes his eyes as he pushes a finger into you. A loud moan falls from your lips at the intrusion. His fingers are long and slender and knobby. Felling them inside you is better than you could have ever imagined. Jisung opened his eyes and leaned down, holding eye contact as he did. Slowly, he kissed down your stomach, leaving a trail towards your clit. He sucked on your clit, pushing a second finger in.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as his tongue swirled and he sucked on the bundle of nerves. He continued his assault and your hands gripped his hair. A knot starts tightening in your stomach.

"Gonna, gonna cum." You gasp out.

Jisung switches and now thrusts his tongue in and out of you, his fingers rubbing circles on your clit. You feel the knot in your stomach ready to burst. You relax your body and allow your high to wash over you. Jisung smirks as your legs shake around his head. When he doesn't stop, you try shutting your legs and pushing him away. He slightly chuckles against your core as he just continues to suck in your release.

"Too much. Too much." You whine, pulling his face closer to your core.

Jisung shoves his fingers back into you, his mouth going back to your clit. He continues, causing a knot to start tightening again. Your legs start shaking harsher than before, simultaneously pushing his head away and pulling it back against you.

Your high reaches faster than you expected, not allowing you to give him a heads up. This time you release all over his hand. Jisung looks up in slight surprise and pulls his fingers out of you. His eyes glance down and he sees the mess you made. Licking his lips, he shoves his fingers in his mouth and sucks away your cum.

Embarrassed, you look away from him and shove your face into his bed. He chuckles and leans over, kissing your forehead.

"Do you want to continue, or do you want to stop?" He asks, moving your hands away and nudging his nose against yours.

"I wanna continue. Just gimme a sec. I, I need to catch my breath." You say with a slight smile.

"Was it good?" He asks, smirking.

"Yeah, yeah. That was, uhm, that was very good." You say, closing your eyes and lowering your legs from being wrapped around his waist.

With your eyes being closed, you missed the love sick look Jisung was giving you. His eyes roamed all over your face, smiling just looking at you. Lifting a hand up, he brushed some of your hair out of your face. You open your eyes to see him already looking down at you.

"What?" You ask.

"Nothing." He says with a light smile. "Just can't believe I'm lucky enough to be with someone as beautiful as you are."

You reach up and playfully swat at his chest.

"Shut up." You giggle.

He just smiles down at you, waiting for you to give him permission to go further. You reach up to his face and guide him back down to kiss you.

"Fuck me. Please." You whine desperately.

With that, Jisung reaches over to his drawer and grabs a condom. Rolling it onto his cock and licks his lips at the thought of you wrapping around him. He takes one of your hands in his as he starts to guide himself into you. You gasp as you feel the intrusion.

That reminds him to take this slowly. This was both of your first times. All he wanted to do was lose himself in the feeling of your warmness taking him in, but he reminded himself he couldn't. Maybe next time.

He slowly pushed in, and you were thanking his dance background for just how much control he had over his lower body.

"You look so small under me. Fuck. How are you so tiny baby?" He teases, looking at your intertwined hands. "Your hand just disappears in mine."

You whine at his teasing, you try to speak but you couldn't get words out. All you felt was him inside of you. That mixed with the words leaving his mouth made your head go a little fuzzy.

"Please. More." You gasp.

His eyes darken and his grip on your hip tightens. He pushes further into you, causing you to let out a strangled groan from pain. Immediately he pauses, but you push him further with you legs.

"Don't stop. Just, need to get used to it." You say.

He nods and pushes the rest of his length in. His eyes roll to the back of his head out of pleasure. Regaining himself, he slowly pulled out and pushed back in.

"You feel so good." He groans.

"Faster." You gasp out.

Jisung picks up his pace, looking into your eyes, causing yours to close from pleasure.

"Keep your eyes open. Want you to look at me. Please." Jisung says, leaning down and biting your bottom lip.

You open your eyes, moaning at the look in his eye. You move the hand that was holding your own to your neck.

"Choke me. Please."

Even though it seemed impossible, Jisung's eyes got even darker. He placed pressure on your neck, causing a loud moan to rip through your throat.

"Shit." He whispers.

You can feel the knot forming again, and you look up at him.

"'M gonna cum." You warned him.

This causes Jisung to put more power behind his strokes, going deeper than before. A strangled moan leaves your throat at the increase of pleasure. His hand removes itself from your waist and goes to your clit, rubbing quick circles.

"Me too baby. Cum with me." He grunts.

And you do. Both of you release at the same time, euphoria rushing over both of you. Jisung continues to fuck you through both of your highs.

A moment passes and he lays down next to you, not having pulled out yet. He pulls you closer to him, wanting to cuddle with you. You giggle and pull away from him, pulling him out of you.

"I've gotta go to the bathroom. You're supposed to after you have sex." You inform him.

He whines and pulls you back to him.

"I'll carry you, but I need a second." He says, looking into your eyes.

"Okay." You say, giving him a peck on his nose.

You give him a moment, and then he's sitting up. Rolling over, you go to stand up and get out of bed but your legs give out on you. Jisung catches you, a smirk on his face.

"Did I really fuck you that good that you can't even stand up?"

"Oh shut up." You say, slapping his chest.

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FULL MOON — PARK JISUNG

pairing || werewolf!jisung x fem!reader

word count || 3k

author’s note || for @underworldnet’s halloween event — day two : full moon.

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Too Young

(Sequel to Presenting)

Summary: You thought avoiding Jisung after what happened during his first rut would make the problem go away (SPOILER ALERT: it didn't.)

Pairing: Werewolf! Jisung x Witch! Female reader

Warnings: smut, some angst, reader is slightly older and ridiculously stubborn, me simping for best friend! Jaehyun

That was probably the fifth time Jisung tried to call you today. And you still didn’t have the guts to pick up, glaring at your phone on the desk until the call was lost and the screen went off. You sighed in relief, but it didn’t last long; a soft buzz and a notification popping up catching your attention.

Jaehyun: Heey…

Not a minute later another message came.

Jaehyun: What r u doin this weekend?

You opened the message absentmindedly and replied.

‘I’m busy’

Jaehyun: oh ok

Jaehyun: no big deal

You should have finished the conversation there instead of asking…

‘why what’s up?

Jaehyun: nah its okay if youre busy

And now you felt like shit. Jaehyun had been an amazing friend to you for years and you had just lied to him because you were too embarrassed to face him and the rest of his pack after what had happened with Jisung.

‘No, Jae´

‘What do you need?’

´Tell me´

You bit your lip and waited but his answer never came, and being a huge overthinker, you found yourself dialing his number. He picked up after a few seconds.

“Hello?” You hadn’t heard his voice in a while. It caught you by surprise.

“H-hey!” you croaked, your own voice hoarse due to the lack of use. When was the last time you had actually talked out loud?

“Hey, you!” you could hear his smile even if you couldn’t see it, and it was contagious. “How have you been? It’s been a while…”

“I’m good,” you lied. “Just busy…and you?”

“I’m alright…” he said but he didn’t sound too great. There was a hint of tiredness in his voice, and maybe worry? You knew each other so well you just knew he wasn’t okay.

“Jae… what’s going on?” you asked.

“I don’t know. You tell me,” he breathed out. “What’s going on?”

“...What do you mean?” you murmured, but you had an idea of where this was going.

“Well, you stopped showing up for movie nights like a month ago,” he started what felt like would be a long list of complaints. “Then Jisung disappeared for a couple of days, which he apparently spent with you, and when he came back he was a fully presented alpha-”

“Fuck…,” you sighed, because this was going exactly where you thought it would.

“And he looked so happy,” Jaehyun continued. You heard a can being opened and him gulping down a couple of sips of whatever liquid was inside that can. “Calm and collected, like he had suddenly figured out his entire life. He even smirked at me like he was mocking me, so I assumed… I thought that you two- you know…”

“I’m sorry, Jae…,” you finally said.

“Why?” he asked after a few seconds waiting for you to continue. “Why are you sorry?”

“I shouldn’t-fuck,” you sighed, frustrated. “I shouldn’t have done that.”

You heard Jaehyun take a few more sips of his drink on the other side of the line.

“...So, you two-?”

“Yeah,” you admitted. “We spent his first rut together. I’m sorry.”

“Again, why are you sorry?!” he raised his voice only slightly, and then as if he could see you flinching, he lowered his tone again in a calming manner. “What’s there to be sorry for?”

When you didn’t reply for what could have been an entire minute, he spoke again. “Let me see you. We can talk properly then.”

“Jae-”

“Y/N, please?” he pleaded. “I haven’t seen you in so long- I miss my best friend…”

“I miss you too…” you said.

“Then let’s hang out. Just the two of us, if you don’t feel comfortable meeting the others yet.” he offered.

You smiled. That seemed reasonable.

“We can do that,” you accepted. “You wanna come over?”

“Mmm… I’ll tell you what,” he countered cheekily. “Since you always complain about me making a mess and not helping you clean up when I show up, let’s get an airbnb for the weekend.”

“Jae.”

“Y/N.”

“That’s such a waste of money,” you deadpanned. “Just come over and help me clean. It won’t kill you to pick up a broom once in a while.”

“Can’t hear you, I’m booking an apartment,” he declared.

“Jaehyun!”

“Booked!”

You gasped and then groaned. “What the fuck, Jaehyun?”

“Stop whining and have a movie weekend with me. You owe me for leaving me abandoned in this cruel house full of men,” he reproached. “I’m bored, and I miss you, so I’ll see you at 8PM.”

And he hung up just like that. Leaving you wide eyed and with less than an hour to get ready and go to the address he sent you. Quickly, you took a shower, without even bothering to dry your hair and wore the most comfortable pair of shorts and hoodie you found, grabbing some extra clothes and putting them in your backpack before getting going. The airbnb wasn’t too far from your place, and you mentally thanked Jaehyun for being considerate, but all gratitude was gone when he opened the place and greeted you impolitely.

“You look like shit,” typical Jaehyun.

“Fuck off,” you said, walking past him to get in the cozy apartment he had unnecessarily rented. You probably did look like shit, to be fair; dark circles under your eyes, your skin looking dull and your wet hair sticking to your forehead and neck, you probably weren’t looking your best. But he didn’t have to say it like that.

You had barely stepped into the living room when you felt Jaehyun’s arms wrapping around you from behind, catching you off guard.

“I’m so sorry,” he said before you had the chance to ask why the sudden hug.

“It’s fine, I’m not mad. I know I look like shi-”

“No, not because of that,” he interrupted you and you heard him sigh behind you. “I was the one who told you Jisung had imprinted on you.”

“Jae, what-” you tried to turn around but he hugged you tighter, so you stayed still. You knew how awkward he was when it came to apologizing, so he probably wanted to avoid eye contact until he was done speaking.

“Because of what I said you felt pressured into spending his rut with him,” he continued, his voice barely above a whisper. “It’s my fault that things got awkward-”

“Jaehyun, no,” you stopped before he could spill any more nonsense and grabbed his hands firmly but gently, motioning for him to let go of you before you turned around. “This is not your fault.”

“You’re my best friend,” he said, lowering his eyes in guilt. “And I misread the signs. I thought you had feelings for him-”

“You were right,” you admitted, gently lifting his face. “I feel something for Jisung.”

Jaehyun blinked a few times, then his brows furrowed as he tried to process what you had just said.“Then why are you avoiding him?!”

“It’s…,” you sighed and turned away, walking towards the kitchen. “It’s a lot to take in…”

“...Go on,” he encouraged you as he helped you reach some plates from the upper cabinet and placed them on the counter.

You sighed. “Why don’t we eat first?”

“I’m not hungry,” he argued, but he didn’t sound convincing. He was always hungry, so you just raised a brow and stared at him until he gave in. “Fine, I’m a little bit hungry, but we still have to talk after we eat.Should we order something?”

“What are you in the mood for?” you giggled.

“Uh… pizza? Chicken?” he asked, seemingly deep in thought. “Both?”

You laughed out loud and nodded. “Both it is,” you agreed. “No need to order, though.”

“Wha-?” he looked away from his phone where he was already opening the delivery app and his attention was directed towards a dim light surrounding your hands. In a matter of seconds, the plates in front of you were filled with a variety of delicious-looking food that had Jaehyun stuttering incredulously. “No way! When d-did you…? Wow! I thought you could only materialize liquids!”

“I’ve been practicing,” you said coyly.

Jaehyun immediately grabbed a slice of pizza and shoved it into his mouth,closing his eyes and moaning dramatically. “Marry me, Y/N, I swear-” his offering got interrupted when he choked on the food he was so excited to eat, coughing while you patted his back,

“Don’t be ridiculous, Jaehyun!” you nagged him playfully as he finally calmed down. “You still have to meet your mate, so stop asking random people to marry you.”

“I don’t just ask random people!” he defended himself, before eating another piece of pizza like he wasn’t choking seconds ago. He just didn’t learn. Zero survival instinct. “I asked you! I trust you! You literally made food appear like Jesus-”

“Jesus multiplied food, he didn’t just materialize it,” you were laughing hysterically now.

“You’re even better than Jesus then!” he continued, glad he was making you laugh after so long without seeing each other.

“I’m not gonna marry you, Jaehyun,” you finally said when you were able to control your laugh. “I’m Jisung’s-,” you gasped and quickly covered your mouth when you processed what you had just said.

Jaehyun smiled knowingly. “I can see that,” he said pointing at the mark that your hoodie failed to hide. “Seems like it’s official.”

You blushed and let out a frustrated sigh. “I really fucked up.”

“I still don’t get it, Y/N. You two like each other-more than just like, actually- so why are you acting like this?” he asked you softly.

“I feel-...I feel like I t-took advantage of him, Jaehyun,” you said, staring at the food that was getting cold. “It was his first rut. He couldn’t control himself.”

Jaehyun snorted and you glared at him, wanting to know what was so funny.

“Look, Y/N… with or without rut, I’m sure he loved fucking you- Hold on! Put that down! Hear me out!” he yelped when you grabbed an empty plate and aimed at him threateningly, your expression unamused at his crude choice of words. “Y/N, he’s wanted you since I first introduced you to the others years ago. I know it. All of us know it.”

“How can you be so sure?” you asked slowly, putting the plate down.

“Well, I-... I have seen things.” he said.

“What type of things?

“Remember that shirt you left behind the first time you stayed at my place for the night? The pink one with a small heart on it? I was gonna wash it and give it back to you.”

“I liked that shirt…” you mumbled, slowly picturing the mental image of the forgotten shirt. “But you said you couldn’t find it, that it wasn’t at your place.”

“I lied,” he admitted. Normally he would avoid eye contact in situations like these, but now he was staring right into your eyes, like he wanted- needed- you to listen to him carefully, to understand, to take his words seriously. “Jisung has it.”

You opened your mouth, but no words came out.

“After you left, I asked the pack if they had seen the shirt and I described it in detail, but everyone said they hadn’t seen it. Jisung’s face was red as a tomato, staring at the floor and squirming in his seat..I didn’t think much of it at first, but when I found the shirt under his pillow weeks later…” Jaehyun let out a soft chuckle and shook his head at what he thought was a funny memory. “I knew if he didn’t find it where he left it, he would panic at the thought of someone discovering his secret. I didn’t want to embarrass him so I left the shirt right there and didn’t say anything.”

“Maybe Chenle put my shirt there as a joke,” you argued, but deep down you knew Jisung himself had willingly kept your shirt.

“That’s not all I’ve seen. I see how he looks at you; his pupils dilate while following your every fucking move like he’s on drugs. I’ve seen him smelling your hair when you aren’t paying attention, licking his lips while looking at yours-”

“Jaehyun-”

“I’ve heard things too,” he bit his lips and raised his eyebrows suggestively, hoping you would get it, but you just stared back at him blankly. “I’ve heard him moaning your name late at night more times than I can count.”

“Oh my god, Jaehyun! Shut up!” you hissed, scandalized.

“It’s not like I want to hear, Y/N,” he hissed back, imitating your tone. “Werewolves just happen to have incredibly good hearing. If I heard it, then trust me, the entire pack heard it. He wants you like crazy, Y/N. The rut just gave him the courage to act on it.”

You felt yourself blushing and your heart beating faster at the newfound information. Part of you was happy to know that it hadn’t just been his rut, but that didn’t solve everything.

“He’s too young. It’s just wrong,” you argued exhaustedly.

“...Seriously? That’s what made you run away from the poor guy?” Jaehyun asked incredulously. “His age?”

“He’s not ready to make a lifetime decision like that-”

“No, Y/N. Stop babying him,” Jaehyun wasn’t going to accept that as an argument. “Yeah, he’s a bit younger than you, but so what?! He is an adult! And he presented as an alpha-”

“He just presented-”

“What difference does it make? Whether he presented yesterday, last month, or last year doesn’t change who he is. He is a man, Y/N and he knows what he wants.”

You gulped and cleared your throat awkwardly. Jaehyun normally wasn’t this stubborn; he always let you have it your way and win every argument, but he wasn’t backing down now. You didn’t want to continue this conversation anymore.

“Jaehyun, I came here to see you. I don’t want to fight,” your voice shook slightly as you spoke. “Can we just watch a movie together?”

Jaehyun didn’t want to fight either. And he especially didn’t want to make you cry, he just wanted the best for you and Jisung, but he could tell the conversation wasn’t going anywhere. He would have to find another way to help you.

“Let’s watch Barbie,” he proposed, hoping to make you laugh again. You rolled your eyes and suppressed a smile, which was enough for him. You spent the evening joking, laughing and watching movies, complaining about the characters and the plot holes while cuddling like in the old times. You felt comfortable in your friend’s arms and soon started falling asleep while he caressed your hair. Jaehyun was whispering something, but you were too tired to pay attention.

“Forgive me,” you thought you heard him say before you surrendered to sleep.

When you woke up a couple of hours later, Jaehyun wasn’t next to you; his side of the bed was cold and the TV screen displayed that Netflix message asking if you wanted to continue watching. Everything was in silence.

“Jaehyun?” you called out sleepily.

“He is not here,” that voice did not belong to Jaehyun. You jumped slightly and looked around trying to find the source of that voice, your eyes slowly adapting to the darkness around you.

“J-jisung?!” you breathed out when you finally spotted him sitting on a chair in the corner of the room, his features barely distinguishable under the little rays of moonlight that managed to enter the room.

He just stared back at you tiredly. Like you, he looked like he hadn’t slept well in a while.

“W-where is Jaehyun?How did y-you get in?” you asked nervously.

Jisung’s gaze darkened, his fingertips digged harshly into his knees and he clenched his jaw before reaching for his phone in his pocket and unlocking it. After scrolling down a couple of times, he stood up and walked around the bed, making you squirm cautiously at his behavior. He stopped next to you and showed you the screen of his phone, the light hurting your eyes slightly.

There it was: a message from Jaehyun with the exact address you were in and the code he needed to open the door, followed by the words ‘she is here.’

“W-what…?” you mumbled dumbly, reaching for your own phone and finding a message for you too.

Jaehyun: sorry Y/N but u 2 need to talk

You scoffed incredulously. “Fucking traitor.”

You slammed your phone on the nightstand and sighed, your eyes meeting Jisung’s once again. His unreadable expression made you incredibly nervous.

“W-when did you get here?” You were the first to break the silence.

“An hour ago… or maybe two,” Jisung replied, dark eyes still boring into yours.

“Oh,” you shifted awkwardly on the bed. That meant he had been watching you sleep the entire time. “Why didn’t you wake me up?”

“I didn’t want to scare you,” he mumbled, his fingertips playing with the hem of his hoodie. “I’m not dumb. I know you’re avoiding me. I just wanted to look at you a bit longer and then leave before you woke up,” his voice got smaller as he reached the end of that sentence.

The way he was showing himself in such a vulnerable and hesitant state made all the negative feelings you had been feeling the last couple of weeks come back stronger than ever; guilt, shame, anxiety and fear. Jaehyun was right; you had to at least have the decency to talk to Jisung and solve this issue once and for all.

“Jisung,” you called out, making him flinch slightly. “There’s something I have to tell you-”

“Could you take a shower first?” he suddenly blurted out, like he had been holding it in for a while. “You reek of him,” he quickly explained when you gave him a perplexed look.

Your first instinct was to argue back; to tell him that he had to get over it and that this conversation was more important than his wolf being possessive. But after a moment of thinking, you decided to fulfill his request. You had already done enough damage, and you were about to hurt him even more, so the least you could do was make it a bit more comfortable for him.

“Sure,” you said as you got up from the bed and made your way to the bathroom, grabbing some clothes from your backpack as you walked past him. “See you in a bit.”

He let out a soft ‘ok’ before you closed the bathroom door and leaned against it, your legs shaking slightly. You had forgotten how alluring his voice was, how pretty his eyes were and how soft his lips looked. As you felt hot water run down your skin for the second time that day, part of you wanted to just beg for his forgiveness and kiss him until your lips were swollen, but then again, that little voice in your head told you you shouldn’t and that you had to end things with him. Or at least that was what you intended when you exited the bathroom and joined him in the living room.

“Put this on,” he offered you the hoodie he was wearing earlier as soon as he saw you. Suddenly a cold shiver ran down your spine and you finally noticed that Jisung had opened all the windows- probably in an attempt to get rid of Jaehyun’s scent.

“I’ll just go get my own hoodie,” you replied, but he quickly shook his head.

“No. This one,” he insisted, practically shoving the hoodie into your arms. “Please,” he added when he sensed your hesitation. You sighed, and put it on, again telling yourself it was the least you could do for him.

“Listen, Ji-” you started saying, but as soon as you finished putting the large hoodie on Jisung’s arms were around your waist, bringing you incredibly close to him as he rested his head on your shoulder, nuzzling into the crook of your neck affectionately. An unintentional pang of pleasure clouded your mind when he rubbed the mark on your neck slightly and you couldn’t help the way your body relaxed, baring your neck for him. Jisung hummed appreciatively and gave your neck a long lick that made you whimper before you remembered what you were going to say. “J-jisung-”

“Hmm?” he acknowledged with a kiss on your neck before he got back to scenting you..

“I’m-” you bit your lip and gathered the courage you needed before speaking again. “I’m sorry I’ve been avoiding you.”

He tightened the hold his arms had around you, fingers digging into your flesh. “It’s okay,” he assured you quickly through shaky breaths. “We’re okay.”

“It’s not okay,” you sighed and tried to put some distance between the two of you, but he didn’t budge. “I- I should have done this sooner-”

“I said we’re fine,” he repeated, this time his voice was firm. “We’re together now.”

“But we´re not- we shouldn’t b-be…fuck,” you groaned and took a deep breath. “What happened between us- it was a mistake.”

There. You said it.

The hug you were captive in loosened up and Jisung lifted his head, taking a hesitant step away from you. His brows furrowed in a puzzled expression that soon turned into one of anguish, his glossy eyes telling you that was the last thing he wanted to hear right now. You felt like absolute trash.

“...Why do you say that?” he asked, his voice cracking.

You did your best to ignore the way your chest throbbed at the sight. “It w-was your first rut and I-”

“Fuck,” Jisung turned around and threw his head back, walking a few steps away before he hunkered down on the floor like he was in physicall pain. “FUUUCK!”

You didn’t dare to move nor say anything else. It was the first time you had heard him raise his voice and it reminded you of the severity of the situation you were in. You had fucked up badly.

“Of course!” he said as he slowly stood up, facing you again, his face pure of torment. Heartbroken. “Of course you would never want to do all that with me,” he laughed bitterly.

You clenched your eyes, his words hurting more than you anticipated. “Jisung, I-”

“You just felt sorry for the late presenter who was humping your pillow like a loser,” he spitted angrily.

“That’s not true-”

“And here I was thinking I had a chance with you,” he continued rambling,panting heavily. “That you may actually like me back-”

“I do!” you bursted out, finally catching his attention. “I do like you,” you admitted as tears rolled down your face. “I like you s-so much,” you ended your confession with a sob and covered your face with your hands. “I’m so sorry.”

For a whole minute the only noise that could be heard in the living room were your mournful sobs and Jisung’s heavy breathing.

“...You lost me there,” Jisung finally broke the silence. “I don’t get it,” he walked towards you cautiously as you wiped your tears desperately. “If you and I feel the same, then why-... why are you saying it was a mistake?”

“B-because you-,” you tried to compose yourself and speak properly, but your body and heart simply weren’t in the mood to listen to your brain. “You’re too young and-”

“What?!” Jisung asked like you had just said he was a vampire. You tried to hide your face again but he grabbed both your wrists and pulled them to your sides, his eyes looking for yours. “I’m too what?!” he repeated.

“Too young…” you barely whispered, looking away.

“Too young for what?” he spoke through gritted teeth. “To date? To make my fucking choices? To fuck?!” he continued, slowly cornering you against the wall. “Too young for you, noona?”

You inhaled sharply when your back bumped into the wall and he pinned your hands on each side of your head. “J-jisung, we s-shouldn’t-”

“Why?”

“I just don’t w-wanna take a-advantage of yo-” before you could finish that sentence Jisung was kissing you firmly, soft lips moving against yours. Your heartbeat accelerated when he nibbled on your bottom lip softly, as if asking for permission and letting out a frustrated groan when you didn’t let him in. You turned your head to the side and spoke again. “Jisung I can’t-”

“Shut up,” Jisung growled, letting go of your hands to grab your jaw and forcefully make you face him, his other hand sneaking around your waist. “Just shut up. I don’t wanna hear any more nonsense,” he warned you and crashed his lips into yours again, nibbling and licking insistently for you to part your lips. When you refused to give in again, his hand went from your jaw to the back of your head, grabbing your hair and tugging enough to catch you by surprise, using the soft gasp he elicited from you as an opportunity to finally deepen the kiss. He moaned into the kiss and massaged your scalp gently as an apology, and you felt your eyes roll to the back of your skull, finally daring to kiss him back, all will to fight slowly evaporating from your body. When he broke away from the kiss, you caught yourself feeling utterly disappointed.

“Are you done being impossible?” he asked, pecking your lips softly. “Done making things unnecessarily difficult?” the next kiss lasted a bit longer, his hands finding their way to your hips. “Where did you even get that ridiculous idea, hm?” he pressed his hips into yours, immediately reminding you of his size. “You think I’m some innocent kid, is that it?” he challenged, rutting against you firmly. The effect was immediate: you felt yourself melt into a puddle at the touch you had been craving for weeks, letting out a soft moan, much to Jisung’s delight. “Yeah? You missed me?” he chuckled against your lips, pressing himself against you harder and making you whine desperately. “Then you should have picked up your phone, no? Texted me back? Opened the door when I showed up?” He kissed his way from your jaw to your neck, sucking harshly. “All because you felt guilty? Guilty for what? For making my biggest fantasy come true?” he growled against your neck, making you tremble.

“Jisung-,” you gulped when he grabbed your shorts and panties and pulled them down unceremoniously. “S-slow down. Let’s think-”

“Don’t wanna,” he simply said as he finished undressing your lower parts. “I’ve had plenty of time to think. I’ve been thinking about this for years, noona,” he pulled his sweatpants down along with his boxers only enough for his hardened cock to be released, bobbing and hitting his covered lower abdomen. “The more I think of it, the harder I get.”

You could feel yourself drooling at the sight of Jisung slowly jacking off in front of you as he observed you with hooded eyes.

“You want it?” he teased you, his hand circling the tip of his cock and squeezing slightly, hissing. You could only nod dumbly. “But you think it’s wrong, huh?” he quirked his eyebrows and you nodded again. He rolled his eyes and pressed his body close to yours again. “Because I’m too young?” he cooed. Again, you nodded, like it was the only thing you knew how to do. He hummed, not stopping the constant movement of his hand on his dick, while his other hand made its way between your legs, sliding two fingers along your pussy and spreading your wetness to your clit. “Then why are you this wet? Aren’t I too young to make you this wet, noona?”

You closed your eyes, embarrassed. “J-jisung, please…” you begged, without being sure of what you were begging for. He slowly inserted both fingers into your entrance, both your jaw and his falling open; yours due to the stretch and his for the anticipation of being surrounded by you. He moved his fingers carefully inside of you, searching for that one spot he had found last time-

“AH! J-jisung oh g-god!”

Found it. He smirked and stole another kiss from you before quickly massaging that spot in a ´come here´ motion, along with stroking his cock lazily.

“Jisung f-fuck, fuck oh-!” you didn’t know what to hold onto, and ended up pulling at his shirt with trembling hands. Sensing how close you were, he put his own pleasure aside, releasing his own member and using that hand to draw smooth circles on your clit. “JISUNG-” you gasped and threw your head back, surrendering to the intense orgasm Jisung had built up for you. You didn’t know if it was because of the mating mark, but only Jisung could make you feel like this. You worked on controlling your breathing as Jisung retracted his fingers from you gently, and opened your eyes right in time to see him bring his soaked fingers to his mouth, licking them wantonly and moaning in delight. For a second his eyes gleamed a reddish tone that made your blood run cold.

“Don’t worry,” he said as if he knew what you were thinking. “It’s too soon for me to have another rut. Especially when my last one left me so…,” he licked his lips. “...Satisfied.”

“O-oh,” you replied, trying your best to form a coherent sound, but your legs chose that moment to give up on you and your body started sliding down the wall. Luckily, Jisung was fast enough to reach for you and hold you firmly against him.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, his voice showing a hint of nervousness as he tried to look for an answer in your unfocussed eyes.

“Feel weird-” you managed to answer, letting him lift your weak body and guide your legs around his waist, pressing you against the wall once again. When his hot cock rubbed against your sensitive pussy your entire body trembled and you moaned into his chest.

“Noona,” he cupped your face with his palm, holding your weight with one arm like it was nothing. “Weird how? What do you feel?”

You shook your head weakly. You didn’t know how to explain the way your body responded to Jisung, making your limbs weak, your chest warm, and every nerve tingling with pleasure, something in the back of your head telling you to submit to him. Jisung bit his lip before he decided to look for your neck, giving it experimental nuzzles and licks like a puppy trying to comfort its owner. You moaned out loud and bared your neck for him, giving him as much access as he wanted.

“A-alpha,” you moaned, shaking in his arms. Jisung’s eyes lighted up with a hint of red again, and stared at you expectantly. “Make it b-better, alpha-,” you sobbed desperately.

Something in Jisung snapped right in that moment, inhaling sharply and kissing you fiercely, his hips rutting against you roughly and creating a friction that had you gasping into the kiss.

“It’s okay, noona,” he assured you while his hand slid between your bodies to line himself up against your entrance, pressing only slightly in an attempt to make you open up for him without forcing it, although it felt like torture for you. “Alpha will take care of you,” he declared before the head slid in, making both of you moan loudly. “Feels good, yeah? Feel how good alpha fills you up?” he panted when he managed to bury himself completely inside of you.

“S-so good,” you stuttered brainlessly, letting him bounce you on his cock and against the wall.

“Still think this is wrong?” he asked in between kisses. “Still think I’m too young?”

He slowed down his thrust to a stop when you didn’t reply, distancing his upper body from you enough to see your embarrassed face. “You do?!” he asked incredulously. You looked away and he scoffed. “Am I not enough of a man for you? Even after I marked your pretty neck as mine? Even when you can barely take my cock?” he thrusted into you sharply as to emphasize his question. “Get rid of that stupid thought, now,” he ordered you, his eyes showing a red hue again.

“I-I’m trying-,” you hiccupped with difficulty as he fucked you intently. “It’s n-not that e-easy-”

“Let me help you,” he hissed and just like that you suddenly didn’t feel the wall against your back anymore. You shrieked and hugged Jisung more tightly out of fear of falling on the floor now that you didn’t have the wall as support. Jisung walked a few steps back, with you clinging onto him like a koala, before he grabbed your waist with both hands. “Let me show you how much of a man I can be.”

Before you could complain about the possibility of you being too heavy for this, or him losing balance, or all the ways this could end up badly, he silenced you by lifting you up and slamming you down back into his cock with ease, reaching deep enough to make you choke on your saliva.

“Could someone who is too young do this?” He snickered and kissed your neck before he started moving you up and down his cock with ease, as the muscles in his forearms tightened and his veins popped up attractively. You didn’t even know strength could turn you on like this, but when Jisung used you like you were nothing but a fleshlight you felt another orgasm approaching you fast. “Tell me, noona,” he hissed. “Am I n-not a man to you?” he fought the need to roll his eyes back in pleasure to see your wrecked face.

“Al- alpha,” you tried to reply as you felt your orgasm so close you could barely speak. “Y-you a-...you’re a m-man fuck, alpha, alph-AH!” you sobbed as your vision went blank and your walls clamped around him, making him moan and tremble, hugging you tightly against his chest, where you could feel his heart beating through the material of his shirt.

“Say it again,” he demanded, his hard cock still inside of you contrasting the romantic nature of the way he was hugging you.

“Y-you’re a man,” you admitted, feeling weak after the mindblowing orgasm.

“Say you’re mine,” he spoke again.

“I’m…,” you sighed as he kissed your mark softly. “I’m yours, alpha.”

“Now tell everyone,” he ordered, catching you off guard. Who was he talking about? Did he mean telling the other members of his pack? Telling your friends? Introducing him to your parents? As you were trying to understand what he meant, he started walking towards the balcony, walking past the window and standing there in the cold night, where all the neighbors could see you. “Now.”

“J-jisung, what are you doing?” you slapped his chest weakly until he put you down. You were glad his hoodie covered you past your thighs and he was fully dressed- except for his cock on full display- and tried to hurry him back inside before someone saw you both, but Jisung quickly grabbed your hips and turned you around against the balcony railing, pressing his body against you. “Jisung, n-not here!”

“I want the world to see,” he murmured like he was in a trance. “I want them to hear how good you are for alpha,” he purred, lifting the back of your hoodie just enough for his cock to rub against your ass.

He was crazy. There was no way you were going to do that. Or so you thought, but the moment he slid himself back into you with a shameless moan, all caution was forgotten, and you could only think about how good he was stretching you and how sweet he sounded moaning against your ear.

“Noona,” he moaned into your neck, his hips speeding up to a constant rhythm. “Say it again,” he pleaded, his hands feeling you up like a madman, wanting to memorize every curve. “Say you’re mine.”

“I’m y-yours,” you whimpered, your fist tightening around the railing and enjoying the way his cock twitched inside of you at the words. “I’m yours, Jisung, p-please I’m- oh! Oh god, Ji I’m yours, I’m yours I-” you moaned when he cursed and his hips stuttered.

“I love you, n-noona,” he sobbed, digging his fingers into your hips to keep you in place to take his unruly thrusts. “I love you, I love y-you so much so, so much ah! Ah, fuck, ah!” he panted heavily as the base of his cock started inflating into what soon would be a huge knot. “D-don’t try to run away from me a-again, noona,” he pleaded? Warned? “I won’t let you. You’re n-not going anywhere-fuck! This pretty pussy’s all mine,” definitely a warning. “I’ll fuck you so good, noona, hhm? Breed you every day, keep you so f-full you w-won’t have any more stupid ideas in that pretty head of yours, y-yeah?”

You moaned so loud you knew someone out there had surely heard. But you couldn’t care anymore; the only thing in your mind were Jisung’s filthy promises and the stretch of the knot he insistently tried to push into you were making you delirious. “Y…yeah- oh fuh- ugh fuck yes, a-alpha!” your slurred words were barely understandable, too cock drunk to express yourself properly. “Fuck me s-soh aaah! so g-good- wanna… want you inside of me all d-day.”

That’s what did it for Jisung. He rammed into you harshly, his knot finally inside of you as his cock jerked, continuous gushing of cum making you feel full enough for a small bump to form in your belly.

“You’re squeezing me s-so good, noona.” Jisung panted deliriously while licking your neck. “Taking all my cum, yeah? Milk me up some more, hmm?” he asked, one of his hands finding your clit and rubbing it quickly as you moaned and squirmed against him. “Yeess, noona, just like t-that, come on, cum for me, cum for alpha-” he demanded, relishing in the way your walls contracted round him.

“A-alpha!” you whimpered when your third orgasm of the night hit you, shaking uncontrollably as Jisung released another spurt of cum inside of you. “love y-you, alpha…” you croaked out weakly. Jisung purred a chant of ‘love you too, love you so much, noona,’ as he gave the mating mark one last kiss and slid out of you when his knot shrunk enough to allow it, cum immediately sliding out and down your thighs as Jisung carried you back inside the apartment.

Jisung laid you down on the sofa and disappeared into the bathroom, coming back right after with a wet towel that he used to carefully clean you up, gently apologizing whenever you would flinch in oversensitivity.

“You cummed a lot…,” you commented absentmindedly.

“Oh that’s probably because- uh, I haven’t cummed since the last time I saw you,” he confessed, shrugging.

“What?” you yelped. “That was like three weeks ago! Why didn’t you uh–... you know,” you ended vaguely by making a crude gesture with your hand that had him laughing out loud.

“I tried,” he explained when his laugh calmed down. “I would start jerking off, but my hand didn’t feel as good as yours, and it wasn’t as soft and warm as…,” he eyed you up hungrily. “...As all of you. So I would get frustrated and give up.”

“That sounds like torture,” you say.

“It was,” he admitted. “But I feel much better now.”

You hummed and then you both fell into a comfortable silence.

“Are we-” Jisung bit his lip nervously, going back to his reserved persona like he hadn’t just fucked you out in the open. “Are we okay now?”

“Yeah,” you replied tiredly. “More than okay.”

“...Will you give us a chance, then?” he asked hopefully.

"Will I get my shirt back if I do?" you asked cheekily. "The pink one, with a heart on it," you added when Jisung gave you a puzzled look. Then you saw his eyes widen and his face blush a record shade of red.

"Who told you?!"

"Jaehyun."

Jisung groaned dramatically. "Look, noona. I'm not a creep. It just smelled so good-Fuck! That's what a creep would say-" he tried to defend himself desperately.

"Jisung," you called for him, giving him a tender kiss. "What do you need the shirt for if you can have me anytime you want."

His eye color matched the blush on his face at your words as he licked his lip tentatively. "Anytime I want?"

You nodded and kissed him again, feeling him smile into the kiss.

Then a thought crossed your mind and you broke to kiss, gasping in realization.

“We’re gonna get a noise complaint. Or a complaint for public indecency. We’ll get banned from using airbnb.”

“Under whose name is the reservation?” Jisung asked

“Jaehyun’s.”

“Then I honestly don't care,” he said nonchalantly as he leaned in to kiss you again.

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