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"Are you sure you want this, princess?” Koo asked as he looked at his boyfriend who was lying on the bed like a Victorian-era prince. He looked so beautiful and innocent, it was almost driving Koo nuts. Of the things that Koo had expected when he had met his boyfriend, this hadn't been part of it. It was almost like an impossible dream, one that he wouldn't fail to wake up from because if he did, he would burst the bubble and he would be left with his boner that was threatening to tear through his pants. Oh, he was hopeless.

Frankly, Koo had seen his boyfriend naked a total of seven times in the past three years even though they shared a bed and did everything together. Koo was starved for a lot of things by his boyfriend, but he never once complained because he was a man in love, and if his princess didn't want to do anything, he wouldn't force him. That was how he made him feel safe in the relationship. Oh, how love had turned the playboy into a sheep who was controlled. But he wasn't even complaining about it.

"Please… I’m shy,” the pretty boy on Koo’s bed said and Koo wasn't even shocked. His baby was so shy that it was almost agonizing to watch. He was so innocent it was pissing off Koo on most days, but right now, he wasn't sure if he was mad at the pretty boy on his bed for being so simple or if he just wanted to have a taste.

"Oh baby… it's just me. I won't hurt you, you know that, right?” Koo reassured as he walked gently toward the bed, careful not to make his boyfriend uncomfortable. He was so delicate that most of the time, Koo was worried about breaking him. It was a horror that had kept the man awake more times than he had been kissed by his boyfriend. 

"I know… it was the last time… it hurt and I didn’t like it,” the pretty boy said and it took everything in Koo not to growl in dissatisfaction. He could already smell the rejection coming and he was about to lose his mind. All he wanted was to sink deep into his boyfriend’s cunt that was calling out to him so badly. He wanted to have a taste and he was desperate for it. 

Maybe it was because he was an alpha and his boyfriend was just a human who didn’t have the slightest clue that werewolves existed or that he had managed to bag the alpha who was desired by many in the other world. But even that did not seem like an issue for Koo because the pretty boy’s innocence was all he needed to lay a claim on him. Of course, the few times they had fucked, he had been careful and not one to put his needs first. He had always focused on his mate’s needs and even right now, as he was fighting this wolf for self-control, Koo knew he couldn't scare the pretty boy away. 

He just couldn't.

"I’m so sorry, princess. I didn't mean to hurt you,” Koo said earnestly as he got on the bed, knowing so well that he wasn't going to be able to fuck his boyfriend tonight. He wanted to whine about it, but he also couldn't make his mate feel terrible about the state of their relationship. One thing that Koo knew was that eventually his control would snap and he would fuck his mate senseless for as long as he wanted to. He would mold that pretty pussy to the size of his dick and his mate wouldn't be able to walk for months and months. That was a silent promise Koo had made to himself.

"C’mere,” Koo said as he lay on the end, pulling his princess into his arms, ignoring the tension in his pants. He wanted a release. He needed it so badly, but he would get it later once his mate was asleep. Maybe it was a good thing that his mate didn’t know how much he was affecting Koo or even the way that shit was making Koo lose his shit on a daily basis.  Jhe would just get off as usual once his mate was asleep, but fuck everything that had gotten them to this point.

"But I want you to… I know you’re hurting, Koo,” his princess said and Koo whined softly.

"I’ll be alright, my love. Don't worry about me, alright? Your needs will always come first to me and I don't want to see you hurt again. I can't live with that, Jiminie. I wouldn't be able to bear it if I was the reason why you got hurt,” Koo said as he kissed his boyfriend’s forehead and then cheeks, before capturing his lips in a fierce kiss. It was an urgent kiss, one that got Koo growling countless times, but Jiminie didn't complain. He had heard the growls more than he ever thought possible and eh just assumed that Koo loved growing. Besides each time he heard Koo growl, his tummy did an excited flip. 

“You’re not listening to me, Koo. I want you… inside,” Jiminie said once they pulled back and Koo choked on air. He couldn't even remember the last time he had fucked this pretty boy and now the princess was here talking about some inside when Koo had been yearning for that consent for the longest time. Or maybe it was because the princess was pressured? Damn that thought.

"Baby…"

"It won't hurt as much. I read on the internet that the more we do IT, the more we will get used to it. It always tingles though, but that is alright. Please,” Jiminie said and Koo knew this was going to be a long night. He had planned on having blue balls tonight, but if this was just some sort of a game for Jimin, he would be screwed. He didn't want to even think of that right now, but boy was it so tempting for him. Maybe he just needed to embrace his truth, right? Maybe this wasn't going to be as bad as he had imagined, right?

"Oh, Jiminie,” Koo said softly, his eyes tender as he looked at the boy on his bed. He didn't want to force Jiminie, but even he could smell the arousal from Jiminie. It was calling onto him and he didn't even have the strength to say no to that. Of course, he could have said yes instantly, but he didn't want Jiminie to think he was an animal in bed who just tore through him and ravished every bit of him.

"I want this, Koo. I want to feel you again. I want you to… to fill me up… I know I’m not experienced, but I can try and fit your needs too, Koo,” Jiminie said and Koo held back a snicker. If only Jiminie knew what his words were doing to the alpha male on his bed. This was easily the greatest test of self-control for Koo and he hoped that this wasn't just some damned drama because he would forever curse the goddess and all that the woman held dear.

"It’s okay, Jiminie. You don't have to… but if you insist, I’ll just have a taste,” Koo said and Jiminie flinched. It was something that Koo had seen the first time, and he wasn't sure what was the reason for it, though it worried him.

"I… no. I mean, just put it in,” Jiminie said and Koo stared in shock as his mate pulled his pajamas down and lay bare for Koo. It is almost like that was the only thing he could do and Koo was frustrated. He had never given it a lot of thought, maybe because most of the time that they had fucked, it had always been quickies. Jiminie had always been reserved and Koo had respected that. But right now, he was worried.

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"Baby… is there anything I need to know? Did someone hurt you?” Koo asked earnestly and Jiminie shook his head a little too fast. It was probably his way of telling Koo that nothing had happened and that he was just scared, but how the fuck was Koo supposed to even start thinking like a gentleman when he had always been a beast?

"Words, princess,” Koo insisted and Jiminie sighed as he stared at his pajamas on the farthest end of the twelve-by-eight bed. They had a really big bed and yet did almost nothing other than sleep on it. There was also to groom for so many things, and Koo had had that in mind when he had angered their bed years ago, but he wasn't going to pressurize Jiminie. He couldn't afford to do that to the man he loved, however vanilla the man was.

"No. no one ever hurt me. You were… you were my first and I thought I disappointed you,” Jiminie whispered and Koo held back a chuckle. Of course, he knew he was Jiminie’s first. He had felt how tight those walls had clung to his monstrous girth and he had been pleased that his mate had been untouched. It is something that he took pride in and his heart was swelling with pride even now, but he wouldn't let Jiminie know that.

"I didn't know… if I had known, I would have been gentler, princess, I'm sorry,” Koo said, even though there was nothing apologetic about the thoughts in his head. Then again, Jiminie seemed to buy the idea, because he pulled Koo’s shaft from under his gray sweats and directed it towards his cunt that had been leaking for a while now. It wasn't how Koo had wanted to fuck the pretty boy, but then he had to be patient, again.

"Please… put it in,” Jiminie begged and Koo, seeing as there was nothing left for him to do, just pulled down his sweats and lined up his girth at the pretty cunt. He knew that there would come a day when he would properly fuck this boy, but until then he had to hold on. So, he stared at Jiminie’s face with love, as he pushed into the tight cunt. He didn't make any comments on how tight he was, because he knew Jiminie would be self-conscious.

That was a turnoff and Koo didn't want to hear that hit right now.

"Can I move?” he asked politely, ignoring his wolf that was clawing at him to knot the human. 

"Yes, please,” Jiminie strained and Koo began thrusting into Jiminie. He didn't hurry it even though he wanted to do a lot more. He held back for fear that he would hurt Jiminie and even worse, he didn't know the pretty boy because he knew Jiminie would catch his seed faster than the sun would ever be a part of the solar system. It wasn't even up for debate, but Koo didn’t want to hurt Jiminie like that.

"You okay?” Koo asked and Jiminie nodded when he pulled out. He was still hard but he knew that was something that he didn’t have the strength to deal with right now.

"You did well, my beautiful. You really did well,” Koo praised, before he got up and went to the bathroom to get towels. When in the bathroom, the alpha jerked off a few times before he released his knot in the toilet. It didn’t please him, but patience was a virtue he had to hold onto. 

"Baby…" Koo said when he came back with the towels, but Jiminie was already sleeping. So begrudgingly, Koo wiped the cunt that was sore from the gentle thrusting he had been doing. He wanted more. He needed more, but then at the same time, he couldn't force himself on Jiminie, and he hated every bit of that truth.

"Goodnight, my princess,” Koo whispered once he was done, as he tucked Jiminie under the covers.

With all of that done, he turned off the lights and stayed on his phone scrolling on Twitter. It was normal for him, because he loved checking what people said about his mate, the pretty boy for the singing club in school. 

Jiminie was famous because of his voice and more than anything, his petite body that Koo had always wished to fold like a pretzel. He had always imagined what Jimini would look like when he was completely and utterly fucked out, dripping with his cum while filled with countless knots from him. He would get what he wanted, and he was determined to get it someday. But until then, he would wait for Jiminie to slowly open up.

The only thing that he was worried about sometimes was the fact that Jiminie had a really low pain tolerance, well, technically it was at zero, but lately, he was slowly improving but that wasn't even enough for Koo because Jiminie was still scared of a lot of things, and he wasn’t open to kinks. He never let Koo treat him roughly which most of the time had tested Koo’s patience, but he always singled out the pretty boy because he loved him. That was the only thing that was keeping him sane at this moment.

"Fucking cunts can’t say this shit to my face,” Koo growled as he scrolled through the hate comments under Jiminie’s video. He hated that they did this to him and he despised the fact that he couldn't even do much for his boyfriend right now. Perhaps he would step up eventually, right? But damn were they pushing his buttons.

Angrily, Koo threw his phone on the bedside table, not wanting to see the shit that was being said about his boyfriend. They only ever gave him anger issues. However, in the process, he saw something that piqued his interest and he was certain that he was doomed for this. But was he?

It was a photo of his Jiminie, naked and plugged in both holes.

And his nipples were clamped.

Even worse… or better… Jiminie was chained and had a gag ball in his mouth.

What the fuck?

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Jiminie was beautiful.

So achingly beautiful that it hurt to be around him, or even to have him belong. He was the prettiest thing on campus and everyone wanted a piece of him. He was the pretty boy that made men question their sexuality and what women wanted to be.

He was perfection.

His full lips and round ass were like a callsign for everyone who saw him. The fact that he had full mounds on his chest was not to be left either, given how he looked so damn fucking good. Jiminie’s name was always heard in the bathrooms as people masturbated, and got themselves off. Sometimes even when they were alone, women and men alike would talk about fucking Jiminie. Of how he would be able to take cocks in his mouth and all his hoes. 

They would talk of how it was so easy for him to get singing gigs because he was pretty and all the CEOs he worked with fucked him without even listening to his music. Honestly, Jiminie made perfect music. He was good at what he did. He had the talent and he was the best for a reason, Jiminie was a challenge to the people who had matured in music. He also knew how to dance, another thing that got so many people envious of him.

‘There has to be a flaw in him,’ many people thought, but Jiminie was just Jiminie. Just the prettiest human omega in the school. He was everything and everyone that wanted a piece of him was right to do so because Jiminie was a prude dressed like a slut. His dresses are always conflicted with his state of mind. Always conflicted with the way he talked and how he carried himself around. 

For someone with such a hot body, Jiminie was the worst fucking prude on the face of the earth. He was too innocent. Way too simple that it hurt to look at him. Well, maybe that's why many people tried to hate him for what he did genuinely. Tried to make him the bad guy when everyone who dh interacted with Jiminie always had the same conclusion. 

The boy was an angel. 

A really warm-hearted angel with the body of a sinner. A boy that called sinners to their knees and a boy that everyone would pay billions just to stare at. And that grace was Koo’s; his boyfriend who was known as the beast. A boy who had the manliest body in school. Koo was honestly what many considered an apology by the gods for the behavior of men, while Jiminie was the angel sent to make sure everything was alright. 

At face level, they were the perfect couple and it was sickening. 

However, deep down, people wanted to either be Jiminie or Koo. Perhaps that was why it was so easy for them to hate on Jiminie still. He had the perfect boyfriend and yet at the same time, he was the envy of people himself. This couple was torturing people on the outside and yet when the doors closed, it was a battle between Koo’s animalistic desires and Koo’s love for Jiminie.

On most days – quite literally every single fucking day – Koo was always a good person. But on other days, he hated the position he was in. He had the prude mate there and yet he never got to state him like he wanted to. And it was frustrating.

“Fuck,” Koo groaned as he came for the fourth time in his hands, while Jiminie lay quietly beside him, unaware of what his boyfriend was doing. Oh, but Jiminie’s innocence infuriated Koo to the core. He only wanted to get laid but he couldn't even do that because he was a wolf and his mate was the human who had no idea what and how he was affecting the alpha in his bed.

“I should stop,” Koo mumbled as he kept scrolling on Twitter. He could see the cruel comments calling Jiminie a whore and a slut and white a part of Koo hated them for it, the photos attached of Jiminie made him think with his dick. They were right. His omega would sound so slutty and hot under him. He was slutty and it was a calling for Jiminie. Some comments accused Jiminie of flirting with men, but Koo knew better. 

His mate was a fucking prude. 

Too prudent that he didn't even know how to flirt well.

In any other life, Koo would have considered Jiminie's body as a waste of space seeing as he was just there, unaware of what he was doing to everyone. The deepfakes that had Jiminie sucking on the CEO’s cocks for new songs was where Koo’s control snapped and he stroked his dick harshly. He needed to get off and fast.

Granted, he had come over himself for the fourth time, he could still go another round. So, he jerked off, till his cock went limp from so much pressure and pain. He was in pain but he wanted Jiminie. He hated how innocent his mate was and he wanted to fuck him, hard. But he couldn't. He couldn't do that to his Jiminie. He loved Jiminie so fucking much and that was not something he could afford to put the human through. That would break Jiminie, and he too was a good person. 

He was an understanding mate, right?

‘He would look so good getting gang-banged.’

‘Imagine those lips around three cocks at the same time and whining about three more in his cunt.’

‘…while getting rimmed by two more’

‘He would make the perfect pet. Oh, the things I would do to have those plump lips on my cock.’

‘I wonder who his boyfriend is.’

‘Imagine if he was Jungkook’s boyfriend.’

‘That would be too much for Jiminie. He doesn’t look like he can take that huge girth.’

‘How do you know what Jungkook’s loaded?’

‘Haven't you guys seen his pants? My favorite days are when he wears greys. He should wear them more often.’

‘You type as if he is reading this.’

‘I really hope he is, and I hope he knows we are shipping a hike with Jiminie.’

‘A good cunt and a good dick. I would pay to watch just that.’

The comments were a lot, and while some of them wished Jiminie was Jungkook’s, some wished that they could see Jiminie get fucked. It wasn't even that bad for them because they were wishes. At school, of course, no one knew that Jiminie was in love with Koo. Their relationship status was not open to the public, and they all could just think of shit to amuse each other with. It was disappointing to some extent, but that was all they could do either way, right?

‘Fuck,’ Koo cried out softly, careful not to wake Jiminie up. He could see the way his mate was sprawled on the bed, and he hated that there wasn’t much he could do now. So defeatedly, Koo returned his phone to the bedside table, cleaned himself up, and then tucked himself into bed right beside Jiminie. He was hungry for more. He was always hungry for more with Jiminie. 

His mind couldn't stop thinking of what he had just read. 

And so, to satiate his hunger, Koo unbuttoned Jiminie’s pajama shirt. He knew this was not exactly wrong, but at the same time, he knew that Jiminie would probably feel uncomfortable if he woke up to it. But then it was either this or Koo would fuck Jiminie roughly in the night without a care in the world. He was a desperate man, and he had to do something, anything. 

He had to try and make himself feel better. The buttons were a little hard to undo, so Koo ripped the top off, waking Jiminie up.

“Koo?” Jiminie asked groggily. He sounded so sleepy, but Koo was hungry.

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“Go back to sleep, baby. I just want to play with you,” Koo said and Jiminie stared at him, not sure what that meant. He could already feel Koo’s thing in between his legs, rubbing against his cunt, which was still wet, it was something that Jiminie hated, but right now, he was too sleepy.

“Okay,” Jiminie whispered sleepily before he went back to bed, only to wake up a few minutes later, from a sudden pain in his chest.

“Ah…” Jiminie whined when the pain didn't subside. If anything, he felt like someone was biting him, which was weird because he was only in bed with Koo.

And Koo never hurt him.

Koo would never hurt him. So carefully, Jiminie opened his eyes and there he was, the boy who he had trusted, his teeth biting his nipples with so much force as he rubbed his knee over Jiminie’s cunt, while his hand was stroking himself. It was a sight that Jiminie would have wished to never wake up to. It wasn’t pretty and he hated it.

“What are you doing?” Jiminie asked scared out of his mind, and Koo didn’t answer. Instead, he kept groping Jiminie and biting his nipple, sucking like it was the only thing the food ate. They both knew there was no milk there, but Koo couldn't stop. He wanted to keep biting and cucking until there was something, anything. There had to be more to this.

“You’re hurting me,” Jiminie cried, only to arch himself up because of the knee on his cunt that was rubbing harshly.

“Shh… it will be over soon. Besides, I am not fucking you. You never said anything about not sucking your nipples. They taste so good,” Koo said, only to latch on again. Jiminie tried to fight him, but there was no use. Koo was gripping his hands with his free hand and honestly, it was scary for Jiminie. But a chance at pleasure for his boyfriend.

“Koo…”

“Do you not want me?” Koo asked when he felt the punch that Jiminie was insistent on. There was only one way for Koo out of this. He had to act like he had just gotten hurt. A few good tears here and h would get want he wanted, it was not fair, but so were the photos of Jiminie on the internet and all those fucking deepfakes.

“What?”

“I thought you loved me,” Koo said, pulling his knees from between Jiminie’s legs, knowing so well that the omega was about to come, even when he was trying to fight against the pleasure. It was an action that had Koo fighting his sanity. Jiminie’s peachy scent was driving him crazy and the fact that the omega didn’t know shit about it, was just upsetting, to say the least. But Koo would make him know. He would make sure Jiminie knew what was happening eventually.

“I do… but this… this is not right, Koo. This is not how to do this,” Jiminie said, scolding Koo like a mom would a child and Koo felt even more turned on. He wanted to hear more, so he pouted under while licking Jiminie’s nipples playfully. He knew that this would drive him over the edge and the kisses he was peppering were bound to push to the edge.

“We have school tomorrow,” Jiminie said, denying Koo’s request.

Koo cried softly.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. It’s just that I was feeling lonely and I wanted to suckle from you,” Koo said, pulling his hand from between his pants and releasing the hand that was behind Jiminie.

He was angry, but he couldn't show it.

He couldn't ruin this moment for the both of them.

He just couldn’t.

He had to think and fast, but even that was not making it any easier because Koo was once again nursing a hard-on. Oh, but Jiminie didn't know what he was doing to Koo.

“Koo…”

“Tell me you don’t want me to suck your titties as you sleep and I will never do it again, I promise,” Koo said as he looked at Jiminie apologetically, even though there was nothing apologetic about his state right now. If he had drugs, he would drug his omega and fuck that pretty body into oblivion. He would ruin him for everyone. He will shape him in every way just for his pleasures and there wasn’t a soul alive that would stop him.

“I…” Jiminie sighed. He had loved the way Koo’s mouth felt on his titties. It was a strange feeling, sure but it was so he couldn't imagine going without forever. He knew Koo was always one to keep his promises and if he stopped Koo right now, he would never get to have those lips around his nipples and the idea of that happening was suddenly so depressing to Jiminie. He wanted it. He needed it. But he didn't want Koo to think he was a whore begging for it.

“Say it, Mimi. Stop me and I won’t do it again, ever,” Koo said determinedly, as he pushed himself to the other end of the bed, keeping his distance from Jiminie as if to tell Jiminie that this was going to happen for real.

He was establishing enough trust with the omega in the craziest of ways, and yet at the same time, he couldn’t help but go crazy every moment that Jiminie didn’t ask him to ram into that cunt and fuck him senseless. It was a desperate desire for Koo but he had to be patient.

Fuck.

He needed to be patient.

“Just my boobs?” Jiminie asked, unsure of what to say.

“Do you want me to suck somewhere else?” Koo asked with a straight face and Jiminie’s face turned beet red. This was not what he had expected obviously and the little pillow that was shoved at Koo was the proof that Koo needed. But then he wanted Jiminie in ways that made him the worst of animals out there. He wanted the pretty boy folded for him, in ways that even the deepfakes would never get justice for. He wants Jiminie in ways that put the devil to shame. It was a desperation that never knew limits and it haunted the fuck out of Koo.

“I didn’t mean… THAT," Jiminie said, shying away, as sleep called out to him again.

“I don’t mind giving your entire body a myth massage, Mimi. I would do it even if you were asleep. All you have to do is say yes and I won't ruin your sleep again,” Koo said, leaning toward the hope of gaining what he wanted. He would break all of this, bit by bit. He would take it a step at a time, regardless of how much it hurt. But then again, he also knew that there was only so much he could wait. He was an alpha after all. And his rut was coming soon and this omega didn't even know the first thing about rough sex. This was fucked up.

“No sex, right?” Jiminie asked as he cupped his cunt softly like he was scared Koo would grab him and force him.

“Not today, princess. I just want to fall asleep on your titties love,” Koo said and Jiminie nodded, approving.

“I… I’ll go back to sleep now,” Jiminie said and Koo almost shouted in excitement.

“Can I give you a mouth massage?” Koo asked despite knowing what the answer would be. He just grew up with Jiminie to feel safe with him. Then again, perhaps he was just trying to be nice because his rut wasn’t exactly the easiest and he was slowly getting triggered.

“Hmm,” Jiminie nodded and Koo didn’t waste time stripping Jiminie bare. This time, there was no restraint needed, after all, he had gotten the approval he had been yearning for. Maybe it wasn’t for what he truly wanted, but it was a start.

“Goodnight, princess,” Koo said, knowing that the little omega would probably not be getting sleep today. Well, that was on Jiminie anyway. 

Koo had gotten the approval either way, right?

Tonight would be long.

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Jeon Jungkook was obsessed.

Perhaps if there was a word that was way better than obsession, then we would call it that.

He was an obsessed man; and Jiminie…

Well, Jiminie indulged him.

Making that agreement months ago should have been a red flag for Jiminie, but he was sleep-deprived and just wanted the conversation to end and he also didn’t want to see Koo crying seeing as the man never once cried. It was an emotional moment for the both of them – well, Jiminie – and he wanted the best for his boyfriend.

Fast forward to today, three months later, Jiminie and Koo were at school. More specifically the men's room. The first period was almost over, but that didn’t seem to matter because the moment that Jiminie had left to go to the washrooms, Koo had followed him without even waiting a beat.

It was his chance at a heaven that only Jiminie would provide. A heaven that screamed mercy and love and ease for his desperation. It was his chance at a day that started better than it had been earlier. Perhaps Jiminie knew too, because the moment he walked into the men’s room, he went to the stall that was widest.

“Princess,” Koo breathed as he sniffed his mate’s peachy scent. It wasn’t that hard to find him, maybe because they were alone in the stalls, or maybe because of the intoxicating scent of peaches that was fucking with Koo’s head.

“You came,” Jiminie breathed shyly.

“Of course. I wanted a taste,” Koo said and Jiminie didn’t fight it, he knew what was next.

“They can't stop leaking… I shouldn't have taken the pills,” Jiminie groaned and Koo lifted his head with pride as he stood at his mate. 

When Koo had first suggested that Jiminie take the lactation pills, he had expected a rebellion. But a few emotional blackmails here and there, and Koo got himself a mate with full leaking breasts that always sought him out. He had known that Jiminie was full when he walked out of class with his back hunched over.

Koo was excited, to say the least... and he was obsessed. So obsessed that he didn’t hesitate to lift Jiminie’s shirt and pull the bra to the side, before latching his mouth on the leaking breasts. They were so full and Jiminie was uncomfortable as fuck. But the moment that Koo’s lips met his nipple, he knew that this was the chance he had also been waiting for.

“Finally,” Jiminie breathed when Koo started suckling. He loved the feel of Koo’s mouth on his nipples. He loved the way Koo had gotten gentler with him and yet so brave over the past few months. It was something Jiminie had expected, partially because of what they had agreed to and also because his cunt hadn't exactly rested since then.

Sure, Koo never fucked him, but the man ate his cunt on a daily like it was the only meal he needed to get through the day. It was obsessive and Jiminie would have complained. But what was the use when it was all that Koo ever asked for? If he was being honest, he missed being penetrated, but he was scared that Koo would leave and change his mind again.

Oh, Jiminie.

“I love you so much,” Koo said once he had sucked Jiminie dry. He had patches of milk on his face but that didn’t matter because he would always wash once they were done here.

“I love you too, Koo. Let’s go before people come,” Jiminie said and Koo just smiled. However, before they opened the stall, the bell for the end of the first period rang and the washroom began flying with kids.

For Koo this was alright, but Jiminie was freaking out.

He was scared of getting caught with his boobs out and his boyfriend suckling like it was the only thing they could do in school. Well, to be fair, Koo didn’t care about school.

All he wanted was to be around Jiminie.

To be with Jiminie.

To always, always be wherever Jiminie was… if ever that made sense.

He wanted to live for Jiminie and that was all he expected. Wolves didn't have a need for school since they were immortal and had lived endless lives. But Koo had come to school because Jiminie went to this school.

“Did you see Jiminie today? He had fuller breasts.”

“I know right? Man, the things I would do to latch my mouth on those full breasts.”

“Whoever is fucking him must be really lucky.

“He smelled like milk today and it was just the first performance. Imagine what he will smell like by the end of the day.”

“He could smell like a dairy farm and I would still want to tap that.”

The talks continued and Koo could see the way that Jiminie felt uncomfortable. He wanted to step out there and tell them not to talk shit about his boyfriend, but he wanted to see what Jiminie would do. He wanted to see if Jiminie would stand up for himself or just cry like he always did. It was something that turned Koo on either way so he was fine with it.

Instead of comforting Jiminie, Koo knelt down and sank his face under Jiminie’s skirt. Maybe he was selfish for that, but then Jiminie didn't want anyone to know they were together. Jiminie didn’t want people to know that the one who drank his milk and milked his cunt was Koo.

Perhaps that was the only thing that pissed Koo off to the point that he wasn't about to miss out on his pleasure just because some kids were talking shit about Jiminie.

All he wanted was his pleasure.

“Koo…” Jiminie whispered as he tried to pull down his skirt.

“It’s my time, Jiminie… you promised,” Koo whispered hungrily and Jiminie sighed. He didn’t understand his boyfriend sometimes, but he couldn't voice that because he was worried that he would get dumped. He was already listening to shit-talking students and now he had to deal with his boyfriend who was determined to eat him out, even when he was in distress.

“I… But…” Jiminie tried desperately but Koo wanted to pay attention.

“Fuck, you smell so good,” Koo said as he licked a stripe along Jiminie’s cunt. It was sopping wet and Jiminie had tried his best to not let Koo know about it. But then it was impossible to hide his rich peachy scent from his alpha, not that he knew what Koo was anyway.

“We can't,” Jiminie said as he tried to push Koo away from his pussy. 

It was a useless attempt because Koo was stronger than him, and Koo was way too hungry for his cunt. So, they listened to the kids outside talk shit about Jiminie, while Koo ate his cunt and Jiminie tried his very best to not let out moans of pleasure. But he couldn't say that to the man. He was scared that he would be left alone and Koo had made Jiminie so dependent on him to the point that it was unhealthy.

However, that was not Koo’s problem.

He wanted Jiminie and he would have him.

No matter how long he would wait.

“You would look so fucking pretty with my babies,” Koo growled and Jiminie stilled.

“What?” Jiminie asked.

“You're so pretty. So, fucking tasty and I could drink from you all fucking day,” Koo said earnestly even though he knew that Jiminie had heard him the first time. Then again, Koo didn't repeat what he had said, so it was alright, yeah? 

Well, Jiminie would think about it for the rest of the day and Koo knew that too. He was slowly pushing the buttons he needed with Jiminie. He was patient, and with his rut closer than before, Koo knew he had to be ready; Jiminie had to be ready too.

“They're gone. We can leave now,” Jiminie said and Koo didn’t let go.

*****

“You haven’t orgasmed on my face yet,” Koo said and Jiminie lifted his skirt to stare at his boyfriend. The look he was giving Koo was incredulous as if to ask Koo if he was being serious. Well, unfortunately for Jiminie, Koo was dead serious and hell-bent on making him orgasm. It didn’t matter how long this would take because, at the end of the day, he wanted Jiminie.

“No… let’s go. The bell is about to ring,” Jiminie insisted.

“I’m not letting you go until my face is white and covered in your orgasm, princess. You can either do that, or we can do this the whole day,” Koo said as he squeezed Jiminie’s bare breasts.

Jiminie’s nipples were sore, and so was his cunt, but he couldn't say that. There were a lot of things he wanted to say and do. So many things he wanted to stop Koo from doing to him, but she didn't have the strength to say no to the boy who loved him. It hurt so much, even as he let himself be used against his will.

So helplessly, he nodded and watched as Koo forced three orgasms out of him.

Jiminie had known that it was a lie, saying it would just be one. But then had also learned to accept that Koo was compensating for not getting to sink his duck in Jiminie. So Jiminie had to deal with Koo’s fingers, tongue, and sometimes even teeth that scraped his pussy lips.

He was desperate for Koo to stop, but he didn't have the strength.

“My pretty boy,” Koo said as he forced the fight orgasm out of Jiminie.

“Want to go a fifth time?” Koo asked as he palmed his crotch which had gotten so swollen.

It was obvious he was hard for Jiminie and it horrified Jiminie knowing there would come a day for this. He knew that he was getting close to the day he would be forced to accept Koo’s dick in him harshly. It horrified him to think of what Koo would do to him when finally managed to get his cunt.

It was the one thing that scared Jiminie out of his wits.

“I… I want to try something,” Jiminie said, his voice betraying him. He was shaking and it was almost the end of the second period, again. He shouldn't have let Go come in with him. Then again, they were way past regrets now, weren’t they?

“Jiminie…”

“Please. I have to attend the third class and I can't miss it. If we stay here again, we might end up staying until the end of break and that won’t help the both of us. Please, let me," Jiminie pleaded.

Koo stared at him curiously.

He wasn’t sure what Jiminie was aiming for and he was worried that this would strain them even more.

It was crazy how shit had gotten for him, because lately, he had been giving in to whatever Koo wanted, as long as he wasn’t getting fucked, which was interesting because Koo always found reasons to stick his long fingers inside Jiminie or wrap his warm mouth on Jiminie’s areolas. It was a losing battle for the pretty boy either way.

Perhaps it was also why Jiminie didn’t want to lose control.

He didn’t know what life would be like for the both of them.

“What is it?” Koo asked in earnest.

“I… I want to… let me give you a blow job,” Jiminie said and Koo smirked knowingly.

“No. I don’t want you to suck my dick in school,” Koo said with a tone of finality before he walked out, leaving Jiminie wondering what the fuck he had done wrong this time. Maybe Koo had changed his mind, right? Maybe this wasn’t what he wanted. But what the fuck was he supposed to do about his leaking breasts again?

“Koo…” Jiminie called out as he pulled down his skirt and stepped out of the stall. He hadn’t raised that his shirt was still open or even that his breasts were out when he got out too. 

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t the school’s slut. Were you masturbating when thinking of THE Jeon Jungkook?” a voice interrupted him and Jiminie felt the air get knocked out of his lungs as he looked at the Janitor’s hungry eyes.

He knew that it would end and this was one of the worst days for him. He didn't want to be here. He didn't want to be next to anyone right now, so he tucked his breasts back into the brazier, ready to walk out, only for the janitor to grab him and push him back into the stall he had just come from with Koo.

“What are you doing? Let me go!” Jiminie cried out but the janitor paid no heed to him. If anything, he just grabbed Jiminie’s face and kissed him roughly, and sloppily made Jiminie cringe.

“I’ll report you to the school!” Jiminie cried again and the janitor just laughed.

“And who would believe you? The principal? Look at you, with your full breasts out like you wanted someone to come and suckle. And they even have milk. So shut up slut, if you don’t want me to rape you today,” the janitor wanted and Jiminie felt his heart break.

He had never been exposed to this extent of violence usually it was just groping and catcalling, but today was different and he hated himself. So, he tried to fight. He really did, but the janitor was stronger than him.

“Fine. Get on with it,” Jiminie said defeatedly and the janitor just laughed.

“You should have started with that. You are such a good free-to-use slut,” the janitor said, shoving his filthy fingers inside Jiminie’s cunt. He was so rough with his fingers and didn’t give a shit that Jiminie was crying as he pumped his fingers inside the boy.

It hurt so much and Jiminie wished that Koo hadn’t left him like that. He wished that he had just romanced Koo and given Koo what he wanted. It was a thought that he hadn't exactly considered; but right now, with the Janitor pulling down his pants ready to tape Jiminie, Jiminie could only wish for Koo.

Maybe it would have been easier if Koo had been there, right?

“Koo…” Jiminie cried out while the janitor just laughed.

“Pathetic how you keep calling for Jeon Jungkook when it’s my fingers inside you. I should really hurry up, eh?” the janitor said and when finally pulled his cock out, Jiminie knew he was done for. He wanted to scream and cry but no one would come for him.

No one would hear him anyway.

So defeatedly he waited for this hellish minute to pass. He waited for the janitor to do with him what he wanted, no matter how badly he didn't want it.

“Please don’t…” Jiminie begged but his pleas fell on deaf ears. However, right as the Janitor lined up his cock along Jiminie’s pussy, the stall door came off its hinges, and right behind it, was a very pissed-off Jeon Jungkook.

“You dare touch what’s mine?” He seethed.

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Over the years they had dated or tried to, and Jungkook had been a patient man. 

He had done his very best to be the best boyfriend to his very prude partner. He was an alpha who should have spent his ruts with his human omega, and yet as the years passed, the ferocious alpha had found ways to relieve himself. He had steered clear of Jiminie during his ruts and most of the time he claimed he was sick, so sick and yet that he never wanted Jiminie around him. 

Of course, Jiminie never asked any questions, and his innocence — the one thing that had always been a turn off for Koo, had slowly turned into something else. 

An object of the mad alpha's ire. 

He hated the way that Jiminie was soft and prude. How he was always simple and untouchable yet very touchable at the same time. He heard how people talked about his Jiminie at school and more than anything, he hated the fact that despite everything that they had had to go through, Jiminie still wasn’t trying enough to defend himself.

Even against mere humans. 

He hated that truth.

And right now, as he looked at the janitor who was already lining himself up to take the one thing that he had always been denied, Jungkook saw red.

“You dare touch what’s mine?” He seethed as she stood there, his disappointment and rage obvious to the point that he couldn’t even think straight. But that was understandable because this wasn't the sight he had hoped to come back to. 

Maybe he had wanted such a thing to happen. 

Maybe, or maybe not, right? 

Because there was no way that the janitor would come and find Jiminie in that state and be that confident. It was something that had Jiminie’s head whirring, even in his silent confusion. But he couldn’t dare ask, because finally there wasn't anything that Koo had done to make him believe that this was not right. Or to make him believe that Jungkook had planned this. 

And so, the human omega waited for his judgment. 

That was the only thing that Hee could afford at the moment. His life was messy and there wasn't much that Hee could get out of this madness, so it was only fair that he try to make himself as invisible as possible. Maybe if he was attentive enough, he could have seen the slight smirk on Jung Koo's face, but he wasn’t. And the only thing that Jiminie saw was his boyfriend, standing there, looking like hell.

Oh, how Jungkook was livid.

And Jiminie… he was shaking like a leaf in winter.

What Jungkook had seen, was something that wouldn't leave his mind for the longest time, not that Koo was bothered about that. All he had wanted was to spend some time with his very human mate and that Jiminie had proven to be such a prude it was infuriating to the core. But now, there was no way that Jungkook was going to be holding back. And perhaps Jiminie knew that too, judging by how scared he looked and how much he wanted to disappear into the air and forget about this awkward moment. 

Then again, Jungkook had endured enough. 

He had felt enough, and he wasn't going to just stop and wait for anyone else to come and try to insert their fingers into a cunt that only belongs to him. A pussy that was meant to pulse for him, a womb that was meant to take his alpha knot, not one that was to be fantasized on campus like life didn't mean shit. He wasn't going to stop, not even if Jiminie begged him with tears in his eyes. 

He wouldn't stop. 

Perhaps it was the rage that made him speak next or maybe it was in the way he saw Jiminie shaking. Or maybe it was in the way that he just didn't care anymore. This man was his. And with his rut coming, Jungkook wasn't going to let him be.

"Move. fucking walk or I swear to the goddess I will fuck you in front of them all, Jiminie. Don't test my patience sweetheart," Jungkook said and Jiminie squinted, tears in his eyes as he looked at Koo, his eyes watery when he realized what he was being pushed into. 

This was not fair. 

It was not okay and yet his boyfriend was dead serious. 

Jiminie could see that Koo was so ready to twist another neck. The poor boy was still frozen even as his boyfriend insisted. There was not a thing that he could do to get himself out of this, and maybe it was why he felt himself moving, but unsure of what he had to do. Perhaps he could try to talk sense to Koo, right? There had to be a way around this. 

Surely there had to be, right?

"K… Koo…" Jiminie begged.

Jungkook laughed bitterly.

"I said walk, Jiminie,” Koo insisted and Jiminie's tears flashed down his eyes like this was the only thing he could afford to do now. 

He was scared. 

Scared of his boyfriend. 

Scared of the headless janitor in the bathroom. 

Scared of the way his boyfriend had ripped an entire human into pieces and pushed him down the toilet like it was okay. He watched Koo leave the janitor’s bones on the floor. He was sure no one would ever try to say shit to him and maybe he was right. 

Jungkook was an alpha.

But not just any alpha wolf. 

In his lands, he was considered the most ruthless of them all. 

The untouchable alpha. 

The one whose patience was thinner than the line between faith and testaments. He was ruthless, dangerous and he had come for his mate. If Jiminie wasn't going to walk the walk. He knew Jungkook would do worse to him, and honestly it wasn't even a far stretch. 

The bulge that had swollen in Koo’s pants was obvious, and the outline of that thick alpha cock was visible for anyone with eyes.

Hell, even the partially blind were going to see it. 

And it was all for Jiminie. 

That should have at least made Jiminie feel something, right?

Poor Jiminie.

"It hurts… it hurts so much,” Jiminie cried helplessly as he tried to wiggle free from the tight hold and the claws that were tearing through his skin, something that Jiminie assumed was just Jungkook’s nails that were harming him. But there was no denying that it hurt really badly given the fact that Jiminie could feel these wounds itch already. Heel, his hands were slowly turning into a palace and Jungkook didn't care.

If anything, Jungkook scoffed. 

He couldn't believe that this was what he was stuck with. After years of watching his human mate now he was stuck with a whiny little bitch that cried because his fucking breasts were full. Like he needed to be released. 

And Jungkook wasn't in the mood for it. 

So angrily, he dragged Jiminie outside the bathroom, not caring that Jiminie’s skirt was up to his thigh, or even that his shirt was crumpled and his breasts were leaking onto his top. The beautiful scent of milk was thickening, calling out to him like his lips were the only thing that could give Jiminie relief. The kind that would make him feel wanted. 

But even then, Jungkook was still angry. 

He wasn't going to give in to Jiminie. 

Jiminie hadn't been sure what he fuck was supposed to happen after this, but the way that Jungkook stared at him, and then at the crowd that had heard the commotion in the bathroom and gathered right outside, made the prude by want to puke his guts out. It made him want to cry and never come back here again. 

But then Jungkook was not going to let Jiminie go without pushing.

"Who wants milk?!” Jungkook suddenly shouted.

******

Silence.

The entire campus went dead silent. 

Even the lecturers who had been watching the commotion and even the security guards who were responding to the fact that the school boy had just murdered the janitor had stopped in their tracks, unsure of what to say to the boy who was dragging another behind him, though the crowd like this was nothing. It was crazy, truly but the fact that even the authorities were stunned into silence was something else. 

Perhaps it was because Jungkook was covered in blood from head to toe. He looked like the grim reaper who had just had to deal with the worst of devils. He smelled like one had been to a slaughterhouse and his entire body reeked of the stench of the washroom. It was hard to even understand or try to put into words what anyone was seeing now. It was like hell had finally come down and the only way to get through it was quite literally through it.

And that means in Jungkook’s style. 

Oh, but it was hard, because Jiminie was whining softly at the pain from his leaking breasts. It was haunting him, how he had stepped out to go and get relief only to come out looking like shit, scared of everything and covered in the stench of milk and blood.

Jiminie was disgusted by himself.

He couldn't believe that this was what had become of him, so he closed his eyes, waiting for this version of his hell to be over. 

But would it, when he was stinking of milk. 

So much milk that his breasts were too full for him to even walk with a straight face. 

He was hurting. 

Jiminie was hurting so badly that he couldn't even think.

But Jungkook didn't seem to care one bit about that. 

Not even when Jimmie pleaded.

Poor thing.

"Please…" Jiminie begged.

He wasn't sure what he was begging for, but he was begging. 

For something. 

Any relief perhaps.

Or maybe he wanted to be fucked? 

Or maybe we need to go home with Jungkook. 

Or maybe he just wanted to get away from here. 

But Jungkook clearly had other plans for both of them, and he wasn't going to back down when he was not thinking clearly. And that scared Jiminie, because this was the first time they had started dating, since the rumors had spread about how thick Jiminie’s cunt was, that Jungkook was doing this to him. He was parading him around, like he was a piece of meat before the predators. 

He didn't care that Jiminie didn't want this.

He didn't care that Jiminie was losing his mind about this.

He didn't care about anything.

And that was continuously horrifying Jiminie, because he was sure that no one. Absolutely no one in the school knew that Jungkook was his boyfriend. No one knew that the crazy bad boy and the school’s pride were in a relationship for years. And the fact that he was being paraded here right now, without any mark or claim, just not to tell everything that Jiminie meant nothing to Jungkook. 

And instead of Jiminie thinking that that was cruel, that this wasn't how relationships were supposed to work, the poor thing blamed himself for being so prude. So fucking prude that Jungkook didn't even want to claim him in public. It was his eternal shame and he was ready for whatever was coming for him. Because Jiminie felt that this was his fault. 

He had been begging Jungkook to let him be. 

To be gentle.

And gods, Jungkook had been gentle. 

Only that the dead janitor had turned the tables on them and Jiminie wondered if he would end up like the janitor. It was no secret that some relationships were always evident, and while Jungkook hadn't ever tried to be violent with him, Jimi wasn't so sure anymore. This was scaring him. Jungkook was curing him and he didn't even have the power to say shit anymore.

Perhaps he would apologize after this was done, right?

But who would be making the apology? 

Jiminie?

Jungkook?

Fuck.

"Don’t tell me you don’t want to wrap your hands around this fucking cow and milk him dry,” Jungkook spoke.

And Jiminie stiffened. 

His boyfriend had just called him a cow to be milked in front of the entire faculty. There was no coming back from this. Unfortunately for Jiminie, he didn't know that this was the last time anyone would ever get to see him in public. That he would be used and ruined over and over and tell all he could think of was just cock and cock. 

Just Jungkook’s cock. 

But for now, he was still in shock that he had been called a cow.

"The offer will expire in three minutes. You milk him dry, suckle, or do whatever the fuck you want with his body. But you touch his pussy and ass, or lips and I will fuck you myself,” Jungkook warned and the lecturers stiffened even more. They had always known that Jungkook was not normal but to what these students threatened to fuck anyone that dared to kiss his boyfriend or fuck Jiminie’s cunt and ass was something else. 

What kind of obsessive possessiveness was this?

What the hell were they supposed to do?

"I’ll go first!” One of the female students spoke and Jiminie’s eyes got blurry again. He was being treated like public property. Like he wasn't worth shit and that scared him. This was not what he had agreed to, but did he even have a choice now that everyone had gathered around to watch him and how naked he felt right now? This was crazy, and yet a part of Jiminie felt relief that someone was coming to help him empty his tiers.

He should have been grateful for that, right?

"B—” Jiminie tried, knowing damn well that this was not going to work. He had to try thug, right? Lest his boyfriend claim that he was very receptive and willing to be touched and fucked by whoever the fuck wanted a piece of him. It was crying to some point, but what the hell anyway. 

This was his chance at proving himself. 

At least Jungkook knew that he was a good guy and that he was in love with him. 

It was difficult to understand how Jiminie’s brain worked, but that didn't matter right now.

"Go on then. Show us how well you can suckle. If you make him wet, I’ll give you a state of his slickness,” Koo said, and the crowd cheered for the female student who had stepped forward. 

She was younger than Jiminie. 

Tall just enough to reach those tits that were full and leaking. 

Her face was close to Jiminie’s chest and she loved the smell of milk on Jiminie.

"Good lord, this is heaven… can he please sit?” the student asked and someone offered a seat in the crowd. 

Jiminie watched as Jungkook dragged him to the seat, making sure to tear his school uniform off, leaving him stark naked in school. This was a violation. An act that needed everyone to step the fuck back and know that this was not right. 

Instead, the crowd cheered even more. When they realized how pretty Jiminie was. How full he was. It was like her fantasies of seeing Jiminie naked and bare had come true. Oh, how this was humiliating for Jimie, but Jungkook didn't care.

"You can eat him out too if you want,” Jungkook said once he sat Jiminie on the chair.

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It didn't take long before volunteers showed up. 

It wasn't even understandable anymore. 

The only thing that Jungkook could see was Jiminie’s distress and he loved it. 

He loved that this was happening to his Jiminie. 

He loved that the show was seeing him like this. 

Jungkook could already see the students with their hands in their pants. Hell, even the teachers and the principal, even the workers who were supposed to report the jackpot's death were already with their hands in their cunts and on their dicks. 

They were masturbating, getting their relief. 

While the students who were on Jiminie were eating him out. 

Milking him like a cow. 

Some were fucking their fingers into his cunt, something that Jungkook had warned them about. 

But they didn't mind. 

After all, most of them wanted to be fucked by Jungkook. 

Even Jungkook knew that. 

This, for them, was pleasurable, and yet for Jiminie it was the most humiliating moment in his life. The way that their hands groped his body, the way that their mouths bit and clacked on every empty space of his body. His things were marked brutally by the students and even teachers who took turns. They forced orgasms out of him and Jiminie helplessly cried. 

Some even sucked each other's tits while they watched Jiminie being milked. 

The poor omega was supposed to belong to one alpha and yet right now, he was for everyone. The only thing that they knew they couldn't do was fuck Jiminie. They had seen the body of the dead janitor and he had had his cook out. That right there was not a shape that anyone wanted to be in. so they steered clear of inserting their cocks inside Jiminie, or even letting their leaking cum spill onto Jiminie. 

It was interesting how devilish Jungkook had been for his homage and yet he loved it all. He was watching, watching the way that Jiminie was being finger-fucked by the students. He loved what he was seeing, instead of being disturbed by it. He could see most students recording videos and he didn't stop them. This was what they wanted, wasn't it? 

Besides, right now they were doing it to Jiminie what he had always done to Jiminie in private. 

So, this was nothing to him. 

This was his heaven. 

Jungkook didn't touch his cock through the moans and cries that Jiminie let out. If anything, he sat there, with his hard-on, threatening to tear through his pants. He watched like this was what he had been waiting for his whole life. 

He watched as the sunlight faded, and Jiminie went in and out of consciousness for pleasure. 

He watched as everyone who got a piece of Jiminie thanked him after their release and went home, he watched as the janitors and even the police who had been called to sort the issue, liked up having a taste of Jiminie. 

Some students offered to wipe Jiminie clean each time that he orgasmed and that made Jiminie clean each time that every group was done with him. It was a sickening thing that Jungkook let happen and yet he didn't care. 

Alphas were supposed to be possessive, and he had let everyone fuck around with his Jiminie. They were to be progressive and Jungkook didn't give a shit about what happened to his Jiminie. It was sickening to the core, and yet he wasn't the least bit bored anymore. 

He was okay with all of this, and maybe he needed help. 

Psychiatric help… right?

"That’s enough,” Jungkook said when it was almost midnight and he saw more people coming for his Jiminie. They had shifted Jiminie from the chair to the floor, and messed with him. The poor omega looked sick as hell but that didn't matter, after all, Jungkook was not letting him be this time. Perhaps that was all he had to lean into because this was that hell for him. 

Jungkook, was Jiminie’s hell.

"Thank you Jungkook!”

"We had so much fun JK!”

"You really deserve the title of playboy!”

"You gave us more than we have fantasized about!"

The phrases came with everyone who got off of Jiminie, even as the other students wiped Jiminie clean. It was almost like they were erasing any evidence of them having been here or done whatever they had done to Jiminie. But they all knew that Jungkook didn't care about the consequences.

This omega was his.

So, whatever they did with their fantasies was not an issue.

After all, Jungkook would take Jiminie back to their realm.

The supernatural realm.

And he would never let him go. 

Maybe that was why he had primarily done this, to let everyone know that the prude was able to take whatever was given to him.

"Baby…" Jungkook trailed off, when he saw Jiminie’s unconscious body.

He loved how clean the pretty boy was. How neat he was despite having been touched by almost a thousand sets of hands today. He could see the scratches and bites and he loved them. If anything, he felt like he had done what any wolf his position could have done, He had taught his omega the right lesson and Jiminie would never let himself be used like that.

"Just one more mark, my beautiful,” Jungkook said as he carried the junkie on his lap, kissed his scent England and bit into Jiminie’s neck, marking him as his. He didn't care that Jiminie’s body was tired as hell, or even that his mate was the worst bite that Jiminie had had during the day. He didn't care that it was haunting me or even that there was a chance that Jiminie’s body wouldn't be able to take it. 

The only thing he cared about was that he had marked Jiminie.

The moment that Jungkook pulled his fangs out of Jiminie’s neck, he watched in silent awe as the omega human healed completely and even regained consciousness. He stared at him with so much rage and anger that it was enough to bury someone. He watched the accusatory eyes that were staring back at him. But again, he didn't give a shit about that.

Jiminie was his.

Always his.

"Let's go home, princess,” Jungkook said as he carried Jiminie out of the faculty, and into their shared dorm. It was a simple place with nothing special, but right now for Jiminie the feeling of the bed he was laid in was heaven. He loved how relaxing this feat was and he hoped that Jungkook would let him be. He may have healed completely but his body was still rude. And he couldn't feel the way everyone had touched him.

Oh, but Jiminie felt dirty. He felt like running away, but where the fuck was he supposed to run when he knew what everyone at school and probably the human world knew that had been done to him? No one would see him in the same light again. Jungkook had ruined normalcy for him and for the first time, Jiminie felt like a prisoner.

Well…

He was a prisoner of fate.

And that was what he didn't understand yet, because this was not the end of the road for him.

"You took them so beautifully today. If I didn't know any better, I would have thought that you wanted their touches all over you. Was it nice, being touched by so many people? Letting me hear your loud moans while other people fucked you? Do you think you did right by me? I said they could touch you, but you let them fuck you with their fingers. You didn't even try to say no. Do you hate me that much?” Jungkook asked and Jiminie sat up in shock.

What the hell was this man on about?

"What?” Jiminie asked, betrayed.

******

Jungkook looked at Jiminie, his face lonely and stoic like he had just realized he had a whore for a mate. 

It was something that should have been unsettling for him, but he knew damn well that he had wanted to see the limits that Jiminie had. He knew damn well that Jiminie had had no notion back there. He had not been able to fight because it would have been pointless. Jungkook knew that, but he didn't mind trying to pin it on Jiminie. If anything, he was convinced that this was the only way to make sure Jiminie was his. 

He had already made certain that Jiminie wouldn't be able to walk with his head held high in human society again. Jiminie would be forced to live with Jungkook because Jungkook was the only apparent safe space for him. Jiminie would never go home, because no parent would want their son after what Jiminie had been forced to do. 

The way that Jiminie had moaned had made everyone believe that he had wanted to. What they didn't know was that when Jungkook had left, he had handed the janitor what looked like an EpiPen to use on Jiminie. That shit was a heat inducer and it had different adverse effects on unmated omegas, especially the human omegas. Oh, but Jungkook knew what had happened to Jiminie was Jungkook's fault. 

How could it not be when he had planned it all until the very end? 

When he had been the one to instigate all the heroes, all because he couldn't stand to see the people talk about Jiminie like he were a piece of meat that they wanted a state of? He had forced Jiminie out there to make sure they broadcasted whatever they were doing. It was not even that hard to tell because right now everyone was either watching those videos or already knew of the videos. 

There was nowhere for Jamie to hide his face. 

His parents wouldn't want him. 

His family was disappointed in him. 

The society wouldn't wait to see him without spitting on him. Jiminie was trapped and yet he didn't have the mind to think that he had been set up.

"Was it fun? Making me sit there when you knew they would do what to do? Was it fun when thy fucked your cunt with their filthy fingers when you couldn’t even let me fuck you myself? Was it fun when you moaned for them when you didn't even want me to share the same bed as you? Was it fun?” Jungkook accused, his eyes red and teary. 

He looked like he was the distressed one and he looked like he really was about to weep right now. His tears were already free flailing and he was looking at Jimmie, making sure to maintain eye contact just so Jamie would feel what he was feeling. Oh, but Jungkook was a monster of his own. This was madness, and he knew it would stop, but Jiminie didn't.

"I loved you and you didn't even tell me that I was your boyfriend. You didn't even want to look at me when they sucked the breasts that I was supposed to have. You didn't say no when the first girl touched you. You just let her, even when you sat in that chair. You didn’t tell me you didn't want it. You made me believe that it was me you never wanted. And now you’re looking at me like it was my fault well I ever did was love you… I… I’m sorry. 

"...I didn’t mean to cry, I just need space, please. I’m sorry,” Jungkook said as he got up and walked out, making sure to slam the door hard, when he knew damn well that all he was doing didn't matter to him. He had Jiminie right here he had wanted him and there wasn’t a thing that could change that.

The alpha then went to the training room.

 It had been a white day once he had punched something. He was angry at himself more than he was at Jiminie, he was and that he had forced his mate into a position that he didn't like but he wasn't going to try a fact like that was the best he had seen. 

It was perfect for him and she would be damned if anyone tried to call him otherwise. He wanted to stay here in this moment with Jiminie and he wanted to look at him forever, but he had things to do. Jungkook was a man on a mission and he wasn't about to step aside.

What he had done was what he had intended, but why was he guilty about it? Was it because he had ruined Jiminie's innocence in the worst of ways and he had no regrets about it? Oh, but Jungkook was angry and confused. So, he punched the punching bag, so hard that it tore and the sand spilled onto the floor. He didn't pause, instead he just loaded another bag and kept punching until he was bleeding. He didn't stop, not even when he heard the door to his training room open an hour later. 

He didn't bother to look towards the door, because the scent alone as begun to tell that Jiminie is here 

His bite on Jiminie’s neck was something that Jiminie hadn't known of yet and Jungkook wondered if the omega didn't know about it or if he just didn't want to look at his body after what had been done to him. He couldn't even speak to Jiminie, but damn his peachy scent was messing with his mind.

"What is it now? Come to gloat and tell me that I wouldn't ever be able to satisfy you? Come to rub it in my face that you will never want me? Come to remind me that I'm unstable and that I can't be loved? Get the fuck out,” Jungkook said as he threw a dumbbell in the direction of the door, aiming right at Jiminie's legs, but making sure that the tool didn't reach Jiminie. He couldn't afford to hurt that beautiful human. He would never hurt Jiminie again, that much he was sure of.

But fuck it if this wasn't the craziest of shit he had pulled on Jiminie.

"I’m sorry. I should have seen that you were hurting too. I was so cooped up in my pleasure that I forgot that you were there with me. It wasn't intentional. Please don't be mad,” Jiminie pleaded as he walked towards Jungkook, his heart thumping inside his chest. He knew that this could go in so many wrong ways and he wished he could tell what the outcome would be, but Jiminie knew that he could predict shit when it came to Jungkook.

"So, what, you came to remind me I’m your sloppy seconds?" Jungkook accused shamelessly and Jiminie just smiled at him, like that wasn't the case. His body was aching, but he didn't want to go to bed after arguing. He wanted to make things right with Jungkook. Sure, he was screwed after this, but he didn't want Jungkook to be mad at him, this man was the only one on his side right now and he couldn't lose him. If Jiminie lost Jungkook, he would have nothing and that was not something that the omega wanted to explore.

"No…" Jiminie breathed.

"Then what?” Jungkook asked harshly.

"I love you,” Jiminie began and Jungkook rolled his eyes as he punched up the next punching bag and began punching. He didn't look at Jiminie, perhaps because he didn't want to. He didn't know what he would do next if his Jiminie came and Jungkook’s mind wasn't clear. He had already had enough regrets for the day, he didn't want to be the reason Jiminie got hurt again, That was something he couldn't handle.

"Koo… I’m really sorry,” Jiminie said as he looked at Jungkook, his eyes soft, but Jungkook refused to look at him, so Jiminie knelt before Jungkook, ignoring the way Salah was moving fast while touching. Oh, but Jungkook was angry at everything.

"I want you,” Jiminie breathed and when Jungkook didn't say a thing, Jiminie pulled his sweatpants down, and didn't let himself think, before he took Jungkook’s cock into his mouth, making the alpha pause in surprise and everything else in between.

This was not what he was expecting.

Not Jiminie kneeling before him, voluntarily.

Not Jiminie apologizing when his glassy eyes and full lips were wrapped around his cock. He didn't expect just how Jiminie was sucking the life out of him.

Who the hell was this and where the hell was Jasmine?

"What the fuck?” Jungkook asked, as he took a step back.

But Jiminie didn't let go.

If anything, he stroked the alpha’s length with his hands and kept sucking, and giving his cock kitty licks. It didn't take light for the alpha to release his entire load in Jiminie's mouth and the omega looked up at Jungkook, and swallowed all of it, not even letting a drop spill.

"D… did I do well… daddy? Will…. Will you fuck me now?” Jiminie asked and Jungkook knew he was doomed.

"Will you fill me up, daddy? ” Jiminie begged prettily, and Jungkook didn't have the strength to say no.

"On your knees, sweetheart.”

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