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Jeongguk tapped his foot nervously under the table, trying to focus on anything other than the knot forming in his abdomen right now. He didn’t realise his heat would hit so soon and in the middle of the day. He really needed to be more regular about taking his suppressants. His latest job wasn’t one where he could randomly take days off. It was much easier in college but it had been over a year since he’d graduated and over 10 months of him working in this company as the personal assistant to none other than their CEO.

He was apparently hard to please, at least that’s what Jeongguk had heard. But it didn’t seem like that when Jeongguk went in for his interview. When he entered, the CEO who had previously been leaning back on his chair, in the middle of the panel of interviewers, sat up and rolled himself closer to the table.

Jeongguk remembered trying to calm down his omega pheromones and muster the realest smile he could at the moment without looking like a dumbass. He’s always felt weak in front of authoritative people but if he wanted a job that wasn’t bussing tables, he would have to sit straight, keep his chin up and impress the people behind the desk.

The CEO asked him some basic questions about his background, asked about his family, his hobbies and about any professional goals he had. They were all fairly simple questions for Jeongguk, who had felt like he had a clear view of where he wanted his life to go. He spoke about his BBA honours degree, his little family of 4, his hobby of video editing, song writing, dancing, and finally about his dream of climbing up the corporate ladder to as high as he could.

“What if I placed you at the top? How high would you go then?” the CEO had asked then.

“Then sir, I’d do my best to fit that job as well as climb higher as a company. The sky is the limit, sir,” Jeongguk remembered saying.

“Jeon Jeongguk, you are hired as the new Personal Assistant/Secretary to the CEO, Kim Namjoon, that is me, of the Namu Industries,” the CEO said, closing the file.

Jeongguk thought it’d be tougher to get into Namu Industries than that, but he was grateful and shook hands with the CEO as soon as he had closed the file. He hadn’t looked back since then, always helping the CEO with his work, managing his schedule, setting up meetings, writing proposals, and also came up with ideas for new projects, staying true to his words of aiming higher.

He couldn’t say that his omega wasn’t happy with the busy schedule he had. It made him feel important, especially when the alpha CEO told him every day at some point, “what would I do without you, Jeon?” It made his omega preen.

His wolf might not be getting a lot of attention nowadays, nor did he have time to sit down and spend time with himself, unless it was the weekend. Even then, at times, the CEO would ask Jeongguk for certain files or for sending certain emails or reschedule meetings. The work of a CEO never ended and so neither did Jeongguk’s. But it was all well and good as long as he wasn’t in heat.

But working so much also meant days bled into nights and then suddenly it was a new day. Jeongguk had eventually lost track of days and months, only focusing on scheduling his boss’s work and meetings while handling all his work. It meant he completely forgot about his own biological calendar. That’s how the heat crept up on him.

On the other hand, maybe it had not crept up on him at all. Maybe he had just ignored all the preheat symptoms and instead interpreted them as fatigue and possibly a passing viral fever, making himself some ginseng and rhubarb tea every alternating two hours to deal with the symptoms. He hadn’t even noticed his own scent getting headier till now, when even the scent masking perfume he usually wears started to fail because of his heat.

Staying in the office while in heat would be impossible for Jeongguk, he knew, but there was also a Board Meeting where he was supposed to take down the minutes. That meant he couldn’t skip and that he would have to concentrate on what everyone is saying, perform well even under this condition.

He wasn’t looking for an out. In fact, Jeongguk was looking for a way to do more work. But when he stepped into the CEO’s office after calling him through the intercom to tell him he needed to see him, he knew it wouldn’t be as easy.

Namjoon’s eyes dilated as soon as he smelled a waft of Jeongguk’s scent, probably already saturated with omega pheromones.

“You’re in heat?” Namjoon grit out, trying to clearly keep from growling and it makes the omega in Jeongguk want to cower.

“Yes, sir,” Jeongguk said meekly, eyes trained on the ground.

“And I suppose you’re here to say that you’re headed home early?” Namjoon asked, glancing at the clock that just hit 3 o’clock in the afternoon.

“No sir. I cannot afford to go home now when the Board Meeting is in an hour. I have to help you prepare your material and also take the minutes at the meeting,” Jeongguk said, wanting to justify his need to stay.

“Jeongguk,” Namjoon started, his white knuckles straining against the table where he grips it contrasting with his gentle voice, “you need to go home. It’s not safe for you.”

“Sir, I’m sure it’s not unsafe for me here either. I have been here a long time and I trust everyone here enough to want to finish my work here before heading home,” Jeongguk said, trying to smile at Namjoon.

Jeongguk gulped and tried to keep his eyes from giving away too much when the first few drops of slick leak out into his underwear. It’s clear that Namjoon sensed this too because this time he didn’t repress the growl reverberating in his throat and even bared his teeth a bit which had Jeongguk whimpering in his spot and also leaking some more slick.

Namjoon didn’t waste time to get up and cross the room in a few wide and purposeful steps to stand in front of Jeongguk with barely any space between them. The scent of the alpha has Jeongguk feeling giddier than before but he forces himself to keep his eyes open and focused no matter how much he wanted to drool and drown in this alpha’s scent.

“I have one condition, if you want to stay for the meeting,” Namjoon said, voice low, rumbling through his chest. Jeongguk nodded fervently. He just wanted to be good. To his boss and to the company. He wanted to be the best for him.

“You have to let me scent you.”

That one sentence is enough to pull all brakes on Jeongguk’s trains of thoughts and makes him blink up owlishly at his boss with a furious blush dusting his cheeks.

“I’m sorry sir?”

“You have no idea how inviting you are right now, with your pretty little eyes, dopey smile, irresistible scent, and your tinkling voice. You don’t even have to be in heat to call everyone’s attention and now that you are, it is my responsibility as your boss to take care of you,” Namjoon explained, reaching a hand out to brush Jeongguk’s hair out of his forehead.

Jeongguk realised as he heard Namjoon’s voice that it was exactly what his omega needed as well, an alpha’s touch, scent and claim. It was a promise for more intimacy to come. Jeongguk wanted to fool both himself and his inner omega with this act. After all, who in this office, omega or not, wasn’t crushing on their CEO?

So Jeongguk nodded and stepped closer to remove all space from between them and bared his neck in quiet submission. Namjoon put his hands on Jeongguk's waist and squeezed, revelling in the shiver that ran through Jeongguk's body. Namjoon felt his chest puff up of his own accord when he felt rather than heard Jeongguk's purr.

And he hadn't even started scenting him yet.

"You're being so good for me, Jeonggukkie," Namjoon rasped in his ear as Jeongguk put his hands on his chest and gripped onto the lapels of his blazer. Namjoon didn't suppress the growl that rose up in his throat out of mere possessiveness at smelling more slick in the air. Namjoon nosed away the collar of Jeongguk’s shirt, pushing it away to reveal some of his shoulder before dipping his head further to run his nose along the omega’s scent gland and inhale.

He knew Jeongguk was probably overwhelmed at having an alpha so close to him when he was in heat but he couldn’t control himself either. With the enticing scent that he usually had trouble keeping away from, becoming this strong; it had sparked something in Namjoon that demanded him to scent Jeongguk. It would not only calm Jeongguk’s heat symptoms a bit but it would also work to keep other alphas away and calm down Namjoon’s inner alpha. It was a win-win situation.

So Namjoon shooed away all unimportant thoughts and instead focused on the scent that was filling his lungs right now. He focused on the slim waist he was holding onto, the slight forward roll of Jeongguk’s hips onto his and he focused on their growing erections. Namjoon started pressing little wet kisses to Jeongguk’s neck, bringing up one of his hands to push Jeongguk towards his own scent gland, silently asking for him to scent Namjoon too. Jeongguk moved his hands up from the jacket to the collar of Namjoon’s shirt and pushed, pushed and pushed till he was satisfied with the view of Namjoon’s golden unmarred skin.

Jeongguk didn’t even rub his nose against Namjoon’s neck for a while after that. All he could muster were whimpers and short puffs of breath against Namjoon’s skin which riled the alpha up even more. Namjoon took this as a sign to go even further and licks a wet stripe up the side of Jeongguk’s neck, feeling the omega go weak in his arms which prompted him to quickly wrap his arm around Jeongguk’s waist rather than just holding onto him.

When Jeongguk finally built up enough nerve to inhale a lungful of Namjoon’s scent, he felt Namjoon breathe out a sigh of pleasure against his own skin. He wasn’t new to scenting, but this euphoric feeling from just scenting was definitely new. His omega was very satisfied with how things were turning out, becoming braver with every passing second till he was rolling his hips onto Namjoon’s with a purpose.

Namjoon took charge again, this time moving on from just licking and kissing to nipping the skin by his scent gland and the area where the mating bite goes, which made Jeongguk whine high and rut his hips against Namjoon harshly.

“Shh… It’s okay, omega. I’ll take care of you.” Namjoon didn’t know where these words came from. He only knew that these words were the right words to say at that moment. He was proven right when Jeongguk’s choppy movements were replaced with more relaxed ones.

Namjoon too, experimented with rolling his hips and hissed at getting the much-needed friction on his crotch. He held himself back from rutting like a greedy wolf but instead latched his mouth onto Jeongguk’s scent gland, keen on claiming him even though their deal was just of scenting and no further.

Jeongguk didn’t seem to mind it either. In fact, he reciprocated by placing his lips onto Namjoon’s scent gland and sucking. Namjoon barely registered the moan he was letting out while he worked on leaving a hickey on Jeongguk himself, his fingers making quick work of unbuttoning some of Jeongguk’s shirt to expose more of his milky skin which was currently making his mouth water.

Namjoon walked backwards towards his desk and leaned against it, guiding Jeongguk to stand between his legs while they continued to scent each other and also rub against each other.

Jeongguk pulled back after a little while. His pupils were blown wide, lips wet and a raw red and sweat making his hair stick to his forehead. Namjoon looked at the sight before, watched how Jeongguk panted for a while, his lips parted and eyes hooded. He felt his resolve crumble and leaned into his space, watching Jeongguk’s eyes.

He knew that Jeongguk’s heat hadn’t started properly yet. So he waited till Jeongguk nodded to close the distance and press his lips to Jeongguk’s in a kiss that was almost too gentle after their scenting and marking. Namjoon put his hand on one of Jeongguk’s ass cheeks and squeezed it, guiding his shallow thrusts against him, drinking in the moan that Jeongguk let out.

 His other hand cupped Jeongguk’s face and continued to kiss him innocently till Jeongguk nipped at Namjoon’s lower lip and swiped his tongue across it. Namjoon welcomed Jeongguk’s brief boldness as he tasted Jeongguk’s sweet scent on his tongue, both of them moaning and gasping. Their kisses were now becoming as messy as their hips as they both continued to dry hump each other shamelessly as if oblivious to the fact that they are in office with a time limit.

Jeongguk detached himself from Namjoon’s lips after a while, concentrating on increasing the pace of his hips, chasing his relief. He put his head on Namjoon’s shoulder, enjoying the warmth of Namjoon’s large hands on his ass cheek and now his back.

“Alpha,” Jeongguk pleaded, although he didn’t know what for.

“What is it omega? Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you,” Namjoon said immediately.

“Alpha… Sir, I want to cum. I need to cum so bad,” Jeongguk cried, on the verge of tears spilling from his eyes.

“Will you cum in your pants then, Jeonggukie? Be a good omega for me and cum in your pants? Everyone will know how dirty you really are, humping your boss like this in his office and cumming in your pants,” Namjoon snarled.

“Yes sir, alpha, I want to cum. I want to be good to you, sir. I will be good for you,” Jeongguk said, voice thick and desperate by now.

Namjoon didn’t utter a word and switched their positions, pushing Jeongguk against the desk as he took over the dry humping, the friction of the fabric against his cock almost too much but not enough at the same time. He could feel the precum in his own boxers, smell the sweet slick in the air and he knew his desk was going to be stained. He knew it because his own hand had come away damp from Jeongguk’s ass.

Jeongguk groaned and held onto Namjoon for dear life as the alpha took care of both their pleasures, pushing them both towards the edge unrelentingly. It wasn’t long till Jeongguk bit onto Namjoon’s clothed shoulder to muffle his scream as he came inside his pants, hips stuttering and body shuddering with its impact. Namjoon followed a few thrusts later, emptying his own load into his pants as well, arms gripping onto Jeongguk, cursing as he came.

They rested in each other’s embrace, catching their breaths while they waited to come down from their highs. A blanket of silence covered them, but not unpleasantly so.

“Jeongguk, I don’t think with this unexpected turn of events, either of us can attend the meeting now,” Namjoon said after a few minutes of comfortable silence. He had slackened his grip on Jeongguk but had yet to let go completely. For some reason, it didn’t seem like he was too eager to do so either.

“I agree sir-”
“Namjoon.”
“N-Namjoon…”
“You can call me hyung if you want.”
“Okay, Namjoon hyung…”

“You were saying?”

“I agree, it might not be the most appropriate time to. Plus we both smell like sex right now. If you want, I could reschedule it for tomorrow?” Jeongguk asked, leaning back in Namjoon’s arms.

Namjoon leaned forward against to press the briefest of pecks to Jeongguk’s lips before shaking his head.

“I’ll drop you home now and reschedule the meeting myself before then. You don’t have to come into office from tomorrow onwards till your heat is through, Jeongguk. You should rest,” Namjoon said as he traced Jeongguk’s facial features with his eyes, drinking in everything at this close proximity.

“Will that be okay?” Jeongguk asked after a few beats, inhaling their mixed scents deeply.

“Yeah. I’m your boss, aren’t I? You’ll be fine, I’m asking you take these days off. I’ll drop by and get you some medicines and food tomorrow, if that’s okay with you. I said I’d take care of you, after all,” Namjoon said, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

Jeongguk stared at him blankly, almost forgetting to blink. Namjoon chuckled and cupped his cheek. “We’ll talk about it, what this is, when your heat clears up, okay? Till then, at least let me care for you a bit?”

“If you’re sure about it-”

“I’m sure, Jeongguk. So. Shall we go then? Let me just make a quick call,” Namjoon said, smiling as he gently guided Jeongguk to sit down in one of the chairs, ignoring his worries about dirtying the chair. Namjoon watched Jeongguk closely as he called one of the board members and explained that he had an emergency and needed to head home for the day. He rescheduled the meeting for a week later, hoping Jeongguk would be done with his heat by then too.

“Let’s go,” Namjoon smiled at Jeongguk once he hung up, preparing to leave by packing up all his important documents and any other work he was going to do at home.

Jeongguk watched him silently, a pleasant thrum under his skin. His neediness that came with heat had been satiated but it wasn’t long till he’d be needy for release again so he was also nervous. Deep down he knew that there was something graver to the events that had just occurred rather than just horniness but his heat-clouded mind wasn’t that great at processing so he left it for later.

It took them 10 minutes to get out of office and Namjoon wrapped Jeongguk in his blazer before making their way to Namjoon’s car that he had a driver for. Soon enough, they were on their way, partition between the driver and them pulled shut so that they could have their privacy. Jeongguk had already relayed his address to the driver so he hoped to be home within a quarter of an hour, feeling nervous sharing the small space of the backseat with his boss.

But there was absolutely nothing to worry about it seemed at the end, because Namjoon eased Jeongguk into a light conversation without any difficulty and the fifteen minutes were up soon. Namjoon walked Jeongguk all the way up to his apartment, waiting till the omega got in safely before turning away.

But before he could turn, Jeongguk grabbed onto his sleeve, lips pursed in thought.

“What is it Jeongguk? Did you need something?” Namjoon asked, taking half a step towards Jeongguk. Shaking his head at Namjoon, Jeongguk smiled and leaned in to press a quick peck to Namjoon’s cheek.

“Thank you for taking care of me, alpha,” he whispered against his skin before retreating inside his house and closing the door, leaving Namjoon speechless outside and with a furious blush on his cheeks.

Jeongguk’s heat was otherwise as uneventful as usual. He did find some snacks, pain meds and teas at his doorstep almost every day which he guessed were from Namjoon but there was nothing else of significance that happened. But that was till he got back to office.

Namjoon had banned him from working, even from home so Jeongguk was going to have to catch up with everything that had happened so far at the office from another one of Namjoon’s trusted employees, a certain alpha named Min Yoongi.

With the intent of knowing his present duties and to catch up with everything and everyone, Jeongguk set down his things at his desk, checked in with the receptionist to find his boss wasn’t in yet and went to Min Yoongi for a briefing.

Min Yoongi was a friendly person, one of the only ones in the company that didn’t seem to mock Jeongguk, his age and his post. It made Jeongguk feel comfortable around him and he always came to Yoongi whenever he needed any guidance about work and even about the outside world. Yoongi was wise beyond his years, everyone could tell.

“Hey Jeonggukie, welcome back. Your heat passed, I suppose,” Yoongi greeted him with a smile with a straw between his lips. Ah. He had gotten his morning dose of caffeine. Jeongguk would have to go and get some himself later.

Perhaps Yoongi noticed him eyeing his coffee because the next words to leave Yoongi’s lips were “wanna grab a coffee from downstairs? I’m almost done with this one and I could do with another.”

Jeongguk had only smiled and agreed, following Yoongi like a puppy following an older puppy.

“How did you know I was in heat?” Jeongguk asked when they were in the elevator.

“I can smell it on you, Gukkie, you’re probably still in your post heat stage,” Yoongi explained.

“Oh sorry, I guess. I brought some masking perfume with me today to help with it. I thought it might not be much of an issue since my heat has passed and I can think clearly and work with full concentration,” Jeongguk admitted sheepishly.

“That’s fine, make sure to put that masking scent on before anyone corners you or bothers you, okay?” Yoongi advised, guiding Jeongguk to stand in front of him in the line of the coffee shop with a hand on his back.

“Sure hyung, I’ll make sure. And I’ll come to you if I’m still being bothered after. That’s fine right?” Jeongguk asked, a mischievous smile tugging at his lips.

As Yoongi replied, what Jeongguk missed was the pair of eyes digging into the both of them, watching from a distance. He missed how Namjoon’s grip around his suitcase tightened before he walked away in longer strides than usual.

It wasn’t till he was back at his desk that he realised that his boss had come in and probably seen him missing from his desk despite his clear presence in office today. After making a few calls that had to be made urgently, Jeongguk got up to go to Namjoon’s office.

When he knocked and entered the office, Jeongguk froze. A shudder ran down his spine and he was paralysed in fear because his boss was growling. His growl now sounded much different than the one he had heard when they were in the same office, doing things that were immoral for an office environment.

Only when Jeongguk’s distress pheromones started permeating the air did the growl die down as did Namjoon’s glare. Jeongguk whimpered in his spot when Namjoon got up.

“Come here Jeongguk.”

Jeongguk followed the instructions mutely, sitting across Namjoon. But Namjoon went around the desk and stood in front of Jeongguk instead.

“We need to talk,” Namjoon said, voice pretty calm considering he was growling minutes ago.

“Yes sir-”

“Hyung.”

“Hyung…”

“How was your heat?” Namjoon asked seriously.

“It was fine. It mellowed down fairly quickly and by the 5^th day I was almost done. I might still smell a bit like heat but that might be because my house still smells like it,” Jeongguk answered, feeling relaxed with this familiar side of Namjoon.

“I went into a phantom rut,” Namjoon stated, making Jeongguk’s eyes snap up to his face at his implication.

“Do you think…?” Jeongguk trailed off, scared to voice it out loud.

“Yes Jeongguk, I think we might be Destined Mates but there’s only circumstantial evidence right now at best,” Namjoon sighed heavily as if it had been weighing on him for quite a while.

“No wonder I was not comfortable with Yoongi hyung as much as I am usually,” Jeongguk wondered out loud.

“I’d like to put forth a proposition,” Jeongguk looked back up at Namjoon at this, “I think we should go out and maybe try to date and see if we bond in the way Destined Mates do.”

Jeongguk blushed. He would very much like that. Namjoon chuckled. “Your smell just got sweeter. Do you like me that much, Jeonggukie?” Namjoon teased, raising Jeongguk’s face by holding onto his chin.

And this mess of a sudden heat was how the CEO of Namu Industries started dating his own secretary.

Heats are a periodic event. Everyone knew it. They’d been taught about it at school under biology of omegas and at home, from parents who felt sex ed at school just wasn’t good enough. But heats didn’t mean that’s the only time an omega felt needy. Some omegas were hard to satiate even out of heats, which was what Namjoon found when he woke up to Jeongguk rolling his hips back onto his morning wood.

Grabbing onto his hips tight to restrict his movements, Namjoon leaned in and started kissing Jeongguk’s neck which he had learnt was the quickest and most efficient way of waking his boyfriend up. He was proven right once again when Jeongguk groaned and turned in his arms and buried himself in his chest.

“Good morning,” came his muffled voice.

“Morning beautiful,” Namjoon chuckled. “Dream of me?”

“Always, hyung. Did I somehow…?”

“Yeah you did, Jeonggukie. But it’s okay,” Namjoon said as he pulled Jeongguk away from his chest to leave a kiss on his lips, making Jeongguk hum in appreciation.

“Can we skip office today?” Jeongguk asked after a while, still cuddled up to Namjoon, making his chest rumble with laughter.

“You said that almost every day, my golden baby,” Namjoon said, almost chiding.

“Yeah because I’m a needy omega who needs his alpha’s cock, how is that so hard for you to understand?” Jeongguk pouted, tone petulant.

Namjoon’s scent spiked and his eyes turned darker. “I guess we could make arrangements for us at office. Only if you play along like a good little omega. Will you Jeonggukie? Be an obedient little omega for me?”

“Yes alpha, I’ll do it, whatever you ask,” Jeongguk said, grinding against Namjoon subtly.

“Okay. Then firstly, get ready and don’t touch yourself or me unless specifically asked to. Is that clear? I have important meetings today and I want you present there as my secretary and as an extra pair of ears and eyes,” Namjoon said, pulling away to leave no physical contact between the two of them.

Jeongguk whined but complied, nodding his head. He knew whatever Namjoon had up his sleeve would be a great experience for him and he’d be satisfied at the end of the day so he went around following his morning routine and ultimately heading to work separately from Namjoon as was custom for them.

A few hours later, Jeongguk finally felt a bit of excitement. Namjoon had asked him to bring some files to the conference room they’d have their meeting in. Gathering all the files that Namjoon had asked for, Jeongguk headed there, interested to see if this was a surprise for him from his boyfriend.

When he knocked and got the clearance to walk in, he realised Namjoon had already helped himself out of his pants and was stroking his cock to full hardness which apparently wasn’t very tough once Jeongguk entered the room. Being Destined Mates had its perks too.

Jeongguk gulped and set the files a good distance away from Namjoon’s seat before approaching him silently. He stood with his hands clasped in front of him like a good boy. He wanted to whine and ask to be filled, but he knew that didn’t work well with Namjoon. So he held himself back from doing that and waited.

Soon enough, Namjoon was beckoning him closer and guided his hand to his erect cock to stroke it some more.

“Alpha can I suck you off? Please? Need something to fill me up,” Jeongguk finally dared to speak. Namjoon simply shook his head, starting to palm Jeongguk through his pants. Jeongguk had already been horny since morning and he knew that if Namjoon continued his ministrations, not only would he be hard, he would also be dripping slick and he didn’t want that to happen when there’s a meeting about to happen, just like his heat a few moons ago.

And sure enough, he started leaking slick once he swiped the precum from Namjoon’s slit and heard his alpha groan, his head thrown back in pleasure. He couldn’t help his own arousal at the sight. His alpha was simply delectable. Jeongguk licked his lips and stepped closer to kiss the expanse of neck open to him, almost frantic to get to his scent gland and taste him directly on his tongue.

Namjoon grabbed him by his waist and let him do as he pleased, tilting his head even more for his Destined even though usually alphas had a tough time showing any sign of submission.

“You’ll be the death of me Jeonggukie,” Namjoon rasped, a full shiver going through his body at the moan Jeongguk let out, hot breath fanning over his scent gland. Jeongguk only chuckled in response, pulling away to instead press his lips against Namjoon’s in a hungry kiss that made Namjoon push Jeongguk against the round table roughly and grind into him.

Jeongguk made quick work of unbuttoning his own pants, wanting to squeeze in one round before the rest of the people came in for the meeting which would include Yoongi. Once he had pushed his pants along with his underwear down far enough for his ass to be exposed, he unlatched from Namjoon to turn around and bend over the table to present his ass for his alpha.

“Alpha please fill me up? I’ve been good for you today, so good. Don’t I deserve a reward alpha?” Jeongguk whined, high and needy.

A resounding smack echoed in the room as Namjoon brought his hand down on Jeongguk’s right ass cheek.

“Have you been good? Do you really deserve my cock omega? All you’ve done today is do your usual work and whine about feeling empty. You haven’t been good. You’re just horny. But because you’re asking so much…” Namjoon said, a teasing undertone colouring his words which Jeongguk was oblivious to in his state.

Namjoon rolled his hips, letting his cock get coated in Jeongguk’s slick while sliding up and down between his butt cheeks. He let his cock get caught on the puckered entrance but made no move to push it in, letting it just slide against Jeongguk’s flesh which made Jeongguk whinier.

“Didn’t say anything about fucking you, did I omega?” Namjoon taunted, letting his thighs slap onto Jeongguk’s ass, their skin to skin contact making them both groan. He could feel through his bond, the frustration Jeongguk was feeling and he saw the tears that ran down Jeongguk’s face. To placate him, Namjoon paused and kissed him while guiding his cock inside his already slicked up hole, making Jeongguk sigh brokenly into the kiss.

But before they could get very far, the door to the conference room opened and the couple had no choice but to sit down on the chair. Namjoon pulled Jeongguk on his lap, keeping him seated on his dick. Jeongguk being the brat he is, rolled his hips despite all the eyes on them. He knew Namjoon’s expression was probably the definition of indifference right now with how all the people were filling up the seats without a single comment spoken out loud about the smell of the room.

Yoongi simply wagged his eyebrows at the two of them, having caught on to what was happening quickly. He had been pivotal for this relationship and therefore was now a close mutual friend to the couple.

Jeongguk loved sitting on Namjoon’s dick but he had never imagined he’d be sitting on it while in a meeting, the tip of his cock pressing deep inside him and filling him up with a sense of contentment and safety although he didn’t understand why.

He had often taken the opportunity to stay seated on Namjoon’s dick long after even his knot had gone down before, knowing he would feel empty again soon enough. He liked being stuffed full and no one could do it as well as Namjoon did it.

Jeongguk often did it in non-sexual contexts too, when he just wanted something inside him and instead of a butt plug, he would seat himself on Namjoon’s flaccid dick after asking for permission from the alpha.

But this was none of those instances. This was something completely different but it didn’t deter Jeongguk from his objective of getting dick.

As the meeting progressed, so did Jeongguk’s bravery who almost started bouncing on Namjoon’s lap, slightly bored and very turned on. They were almost at the end of the meeting when Namjoon’s cock started to swell up at the base. Maybe it was some of Jeongguk’s brazen actions or the fact that so many eyes were on them while Namjoon was inside his Destined.

Whatever it was, it had pleasured Namjoon enough to bring him close to an orgasm. The door hadn’t even closed behind the last employee before Namjoon began thrusting into Jeongguk, pushing the omega down on the table, one hand buried in his hair and the other on his ass.

It took barely two minutes after that for the knot to swell enough to lock Namjoon inside Jeongguk who let out a sigh of contentment at the realisation. Once the spurts of cum started spilling inside Jeongguk, he moaned, turned on enough to cum himself, soiling his shirt and the table.

Namjoon chuckled and sat down with Jeongguk on his lap. They were going to be stuck like this for the next half an hour.

“You soiled yourself, you dirty omega. Should we go home then? We don’t have much work left, we can do it at home. Maybe after a second round?” Namjoon suggested, hand running up and down Jeongguk’s thigh soothingly. Jeongguk rested his head against Namjoon’s shoulder and nodded.

Their days were always colourful ever since that one day and Jeongguk has been thankful to his own forgetful and workaholic nature for that. With his Destined Mate around, Jeongguk felt like the luckiest omega alive. Namjoon treated him like it too.

They were what people probably called "Made for Each Other".