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  “Ok you, we’re going out.” Seonghwa said as he pulled Yunho’s arm. 

 “Why? And that’s hardly any way to talk to your alpha.” Yunho said haughtily. His lower lip jutted out.

"Pff alpha…" Seonghwa chuckled at the archaic term, "Wooyo wants to go dancing and you desperately need to get laid.” Yunho scoffed but didn’t disagree. It had been too long. He eventually agreed and he was followed out to the club by his ever loyal frat brothers: Wooyoung, Mingi and Seonghwa.

He had been in the club all of ten minutes before his head perked up and he started sniffing the air. Seonghwa followed with an amused look as he absently went to find the source of this delicious smell. He followed Yunho to the front bar, the one that was to the right of the entryway. He walked, with apparent determination, to someone who had just walked in with two friends.

“I know you, don’t I?” Yunho asked with a charming smile.

“Oh… hey, Yunho right?” he responded, Yunho looked surprised, “Kim Hongjoong… for some reason we always ended up taking all of the same core classes. I always sat in the front.” Yunho raised an eyebrow, thought for a moment then turned the small man so his back was facing him. 

“Oh…OH! Right… Kim Hongjoong! I had no idea you were so… wow.” He eyed the other man with undisguised lust as he turned to face him again. 

“Who’s your friend?” Hongjoong asked, gesturing at Seonghwa.

“This is Seonghwa.” He said just as a formality. He didn’t really give a shit if this guy got to know his friends or not.

“These guys are Jongho,” he gestured at a slightly taller man with red hair, “and Yeosang.” An attractive, muscular blond with shoulder length hair.  Yunho nodded in greeting without looking away from Hongjoong once.

“Mission one complete,” Jongho said to nobody in particular as he watched the two men interact. 

“Mission two, get shitfaced.” Yeosang said as they headed toward the bar.

“Seonghwa.” Yunho said, his eyes still locked on the smaller man. 

“Yes, boss?” he looked ready to take orders.

“I’ll catch up with you and the others later. Have fun.”

“Are you sure?” Seonghwa asked, protective as ever of the man. Yunho broke eye contact with Hongjoong to look at Seonghwa.

“Yes.” He raised an eyebrow as if waiting to be challenged and a glint in his eye made Seonghwa back up a bit. "I'm sure."

“Ok… see you later.” He said nearly tripping on his feet as he tried to look like he wasn’t running away.

“So. You want to dance or should I liquor you up first?” Yunho asked, his attention suddenly back on the small man.

“Can’t we do both?” Hongjoong asked with a roguish grin. A lock of wrapped hair fell over Hongjoong's shoulder as he tilted his head to the side.

“And people called you a goodie goodie” Yunho smirked.

They grabbed their drinks and got on the dance floor, occasionally leaving to get more drinks. Hongjoong was on his third jack and coke and Yunho was still nursing the same beer. His excuse was that he had a very low alcohol tolerance.

Yunho was dancing with his chest against Hongjoong’s back. If one could call it dancing, more like elaborate grinding. He pulled the smaller man impossibly closer to him by the hips and leaned down to brush his lips against the golden skin of his neck. “I bet you taste amazing.” He growled into Hongjoong’s ear just loud enough to be heard over the music. 

Hongjoong was going to say something witty, but Yunho sucked on his earlobe and the only noise that came out of his mouth was “ah.”

Hongjoong was just drunk enough that he didn’t really care anymore and pulled the taller man into the bathroom. Yunho was caught by surprise at how aggressive he was: pinning the taller man to the wall, kissing sloppily with tongue and teeth going everywhere. Yunho groaned when Hongjoong began to grind their hips together. 

Hongjoong paused momentarily and looked around. “What the hell are we doing?”  he slurred, wobbling slightly.

“I kinda hoped you knew.” Yunho panted, still rolling his hips against Hongjoong’s and trying to capture the smaller man’s lower lip in his teeth. "You've done this before, right?"

“I mean I don’t want to have sex here… ” He panted. “Motel?” Yunho nodded dumbly as he tried to adjust himself so he wouldn’t have to waddle down the street. 

The closest place they found was really cheap, but they weren’t there for the ambiance. The instant the door was closed, Yunho threw Hongjoong against it and started kissing him hungrily. Hongjoong clutched desperately at the back of Yunho’ shirt as Yunho lifted one of the smaller man’s legs, grinding hard against him. Hongjoong moaned loudly when Yunho’ phone went off in his pocket, sending delightful vibrations through him. 

Yunho growled and fished the phone out of his pocket. “Don’t get in trouble and don’t wait up. I’ll be home tomorrow.” He said quickly as he turned his back to his lover, not letting the other person talk. It was most likely Seonghwa. 

“Where were we?” Yunho stopped talking when he was hit in the head by a shirt. Hongjoong was standing shirtless and leaning against a wall. His pants were unzipped and his arms were crossed. 

“I was wondering how many items of clothing I’d have to throw at you until you noticed that I moved.” He said with a playful smirk. His jacket and socks littered the floor around Yunho.

“You’re a lousy shot.” Yunho chuckled as he pulled his shirt off as well. He stalked over to the smaller man and pressed Hongjoong against the wall, peppering his neck with kisses. Hongjoong moaned, it was a low rumbling noise that only got louder when the smaller man arched and pressed their chests together. The temperature difference between their skin would have been noticeable if Hongjoong hadn’t been so preoccupied with leaving the largest, darkest mark he could in the tall blond’s shoulder. It took a valiant effort, but a small mark finally blossomed before it faded almost as quickly.

They scrambled onto the bed, losing more clothes, leaving them only in their underwear. Yunho made his way down the smaller body and pulled the last of his clothes off. The blond hummed in approval at the view in front of him. Hongjoong lay panting with his arms slightly to the side of his head. His skin was flushed and his lips were swollen and pink.

The taller man softly pushed Hongjoong’s legs apart and ran his hands up his inner thighs from his knees to the dip where his hip met his leg with a delicateness that the brunet wasn’t expecting. He kept his hands there, rubbing small circles and admired the view with a dark smirk. He reveled in the desperate whimpers as Yunho drew closer and blew cool air on his skin. He kissed, licked and nibbled everything he could reach.

The air was knocked from Hongjoong as Yunho cleaned the head of his cock free of precome with the tip of his tongue. “Fuck,” Yunho growled in approval, “You do taste amazing.” He turned and kissed Hongjoong’s thigh. Hongjoong was confused when Yunho popped his head up and looked around. Then the smaller man started giggling. “What?” Yunho asked.

“From my point of view, you looked like a groundhog popping up to check for danger.” He laughed, “What are you looking for?”

“I was trying to remember where I put my condom.”

“My jacket, inside pocket.” Hongjoong said. 

He came back with the contents of the pocket in his hand. “Who the hell has sample packs of lube?” he ripped one open with his teeth. “I mean where the hell do you even get them?”

“Campus center on sex ed day.”

“I always forget about that.” He said as he spread Hongjoong’s legs and stared at the brunet again. Looking him directly in the face.

“What’s wrong?” Hongjoong started to blush again, "you're making me self conscious."

“Any chance that after this we could have a purely sex based relationship or something?” Yunho smiled charmingly. “You have an amazing ass. And if I wasn’t so desperate to fuck you as soon as possible, I’d love to watch your gorgeous lips wrapped around my cock.” to punctuate the statement, the blond quickly sucked Hongjoong’s lower lip between his teeth then dropped between his legs again.

“Depends on if you’re any good.” Hongjoong winked, biting his lower lip and taking a deep breath through his nose when Yunho kissed a particularly sensitive patch of skin on his hip. He went slack jawed and let out a harsh breath when Yunho swiped his tongue across the same patch of skin.

“No pressure then” he twitched an eyebrow before pushing Hongjoong’s knees up higher and traced the ring of muscles with a slippery finger. Hongjoong’s moan grew louder after Yunho pushed one finger up to the knuckle only to pull it out and replace it with two then three in rapid succession. 

Hongjoong clutched at the questionably clean sheets and groaned as he watched how intrigued Yunho looked as he watched his fingers disappear. Hongjoong’s breath caught in his throat when Yunho crooked his fingers up. “uhn! Yunho! That-” 

“What? This?” he pushed harder against the nerves as Hongjoong arched off the bed with his mouth and eyes open wide and his breath coming out not entirely sure if it wanted to be a squeak or a moan. 

“Just fucking get in me already. Stop teasing!” Hongjoong shouted. 

Yunho rolled the condom on and covered himself with the remaining lube before rubbing the head against Hongjoong’s stretched entrance. 

“Last chance to back out.” He teased the rim, letting the head catch slightly before rubbing against his perineum and back down a few times.

“In. All the way. Right fucking now.” Hongjoong snarled looking Yunho in the eyes.

The blond did as he was told and Hongjoong shouted with a pained expression on his face. “Move!” he moaned, not letting Yunho adjust to the tightness before wrapping his legs around his waist and rocking his hips up desperately. Yunho moved slowly, but Hongjoong kept chanting ‘faster faster faster’ until the room was filled with the smacking of sweat slicked skin, Yunho’s drawn out moans of Hongjoong’s name and Hongjoong’s barely audible whispers of praise.

Yunho wrapped his arms under Hongjoong’s shoulders to bring him as close as possible as he rolled into the other man. He licked the sweat off of the smaller man’s neck and started leaving sucking, open mouthed kisses around Hongjoong’s throat. He started nipping with his teeth as he reached between them to stroke him, causing Hongjoong to moan hoarsely. 

“Yunho! Fuck! Oh god Yunho! If you keep this up I’m gonna come too goddamn fast.” the blond rubbed his thumb across the head of Hongjoong’s cock. “Fuck… Cut that out, I’m gonna come so hard. uhn… god … I don’t want to come yet. You feel too fucking good.” 

Yunho angled his hips to hit his prostate dead on. “Oh fuck yes! Just like that- fuck! Again…” Yunho was pretty sure the smaller man was just babbling at this point. The sound of skin on skin was going so fast that it almost sounded like one continuous noise. Hongjoong clenched his muscles around Yunho as hard as he could. The tall man’s moans were on the verge of whimpers with every thrust he made. 

“Fuck… Joong… so tight… so good.”

“Oh god!” Hongjoong shouted into Yunho’ face. “Hard as you can! Fucking try to break me! HARDER HARDER!”

Yunho pushed one of Hongjoong’s legs up to practically touch the mattress above his head and the other off to the side to spread him wider. Hongjoong shouted and his face scrunched up in pain but he somehow managed to arch hard. “Fuck … oh shit Yunho … god I’m so fucking close… pound me into the fucking mattress” he shouted. 

Yunho pulled out of him completely only to flip the smaller man and press his face into the bed. He lifted Hongjoong’s hips and impaled the small man, making him scream into the mattress. Yunho could hear him chanting ‘close! So close!’ interspersed with the blond’s name and random expletives before Yunho grabbed a handful of Hongjoong’s hair and pulled hard. 

He raised up on his knees pulling the smaller man closer to himself. Yunho snarled in his ear before harshly grabbing Hongjoong’s wrist and placing his hand on his cock. Hongjoong took the hint and feverishly began stroking himself.

“Fuck Yunho- Gonna come!”  Yunho dug his deceptively sharp nails into Hongjoong’s chest and before he realized what he was doing, his eyes flashed red, his fangs elongated and he bit hard into the smaller man’s neck.

They came at the same time. Hongjoong was screaming as he shot white ropes across the itchy cotton blankets and was about to continue rolling his hips into Yunho’s to prolong the amazing feeling when he noticed that the sheets were starting to stain crimson.

“Yunho? What are you doing?” he sounded panicked, “I’m bleeding Yunho! Stop!” he started to pull the blond hair hard, clawing and scratching at him. Trying to get the other man’s fangs out of his neck. “Yunho NO! STOP!  … HURTS'' Yunho's eyes cleared when Hongjoong stopped moving. He let go and fell backwards. He saw the man bleeding out on the bed and he looked in the mirror to see his face covered in Hongjoong’s blood.

He looked around to see if there was anything he could use to stop him from dying, then he licked Hongjoong’s neck to slow the bleeding. He pushed a button on his speed dial and waited for the other end to pick up.

“Guys... I need you. I fucked up.” 

Ten minutes later, found Seonghwa and Wooyoung in the motel room. Seonghwa was looking Hongjoong over, Wooyoung was getting ready to bundle Hongjoong up in the bloody blankets and take him wherever Yunho told him to without question.

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Hongjoong woke up on a cold, concrete floor. His skin itched terribly. He sat up, scratching at the skin leaving raw, red marks along his tan flesh. Looking around, he saw in the dim light of the rising moon, that he was in an empty room. No chairs, no bed, just him. 

It took him a moment to remember quite what happened to him. He reached up to feel a raised scar at the juncture of his neck and shoulder. It didn't hurt, but it made him hiss quietly when he realised what it was.

“Hello?” he spoke, wincing at how his voice echoed around the large cell. 

It had to be a dungeon of some sort. There was one tiny window, covered in thick bars whose only purpose seemed to be letting in the miniscule amount of light offered by the moon. There was a solid metal door and the room aside from that seemed to be completely featureless. 

He tried to open the metal door and it wouldn’t budge. He pounded on the solid surface. The peephole slid open. 

“You’re awake!” the voice chirped. By all rights, Hongjoong shouldn’t have been able to see the other man’s face nor hear what he said on the phone after he had closed the metal flap.

“Seonghwa! Get me out of here!” the small man shouted. “I swear to god I’m going to kill all of the werewolves in here.”

“That wouldn’t be very nice, especially since we’re family now. Besides, I can’t let you out until the boss gives you the ok.” He said opening the little window in the door again.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” Hongjoong shouted at the little hole in the steel door.

“If you survive this, you’ll be one of us too.” 

“What do you mean IF I survive?” his voice increased in volume with every word. He kept scratching at his skin. “Why the fuck does everything itch?!?!?!”  Hongjoong demanded, his voice louder than normal.

“I’m really sorry ‘bout this.” Hongjoong could see Yunho through the small slot in the door scratching his head in embarrassment with a sheepish look on his face.

“When I get out of here, I’ll show you just how fucking sorry you’ll be,” he snarled, “And where the hell are my clothes???” he shrieked when he finally looked down realizing he was only wearing a bloody pair of boxers. 

“They were covered in blood from when we dragged you out of the motel room...” That infuriating sheepish look again. “They’re being washed... And I’d hate for you to ruin your clothes with what is about to happen.”

“What did you do to me? Why does everything itch? When I get out of here I’m going to kick your fucking ass, Yunho, I swear to god… and- and I’m gonna kill every single one of you fucking barbaric monsters.” Hongjoong started snarling toward the end of his last statement.

“You said that already, but you’re one of us now.” Yunho refused to entertain the idea that Hongjoong wouldn't survive.

He started pacing slowly, going from the edge of the cell and making smaller and smaller circles while grumbling to himself.

“What is he doing?” Mingi asked quietly.

“Pacing. You did it too.” He pat Mingi on the back, “Just… with significantly less swearing and grumbling.”

Hongjoong made it to the center of the room and looked at the door. “You can’t hold me like this,” he finally said with a flat voice. It was just barely loud enough and clear enough for everyone outside of the room to hear him. Their hackles rose and Seonghwa even took a step back.

“He’s good.” Yunho smirked, clearly impressed.

Hongjoong started circling the room again when he heard more people start to gather outside to watch him. His reasoning was that if they were going to observe him like an animal, he’d put on a good show. At the very least it’d give him something to do while he thought of creatively gruesome ways to dispatch his captors. 

He dragged his fingers along the smooth wall until his fingers brushed against deep grooves in the stone. They looked like claw marks. He traced them over and over before sniffing. He had no idea why, he just did it. At least it helped make him look more animalistic. Shit. Maybe he was losing himself. He had to hang onto his humanity as long as possible, but he kept sniffing.

He noticed a smell that he’d never noticed before. *sniff* Smelled like dog, but also a bit like Seonghwa *sniff* something copper… metallic … blood? *sniff* He could smell each of the men outside. They had their own distinctive scents. He could hear them arguing. 

Yunho was trying to explain what he thought Hongjoong was doing. They all had their own theories. They were all wrong. Somehow he could tell they were no longer looking at him and he slinked to the wall by the door where they couldn’t see him. 

The peephole slid open wider. “Where’d he go?”  Mingi asked, then yipped when an arm reached through the peephole, grabbed him by the shirt, and pulled. He let out a truncated shout of “Fuck!” as his skull made contact with the unforgiving steel.

“Let me out.” Hongjoong snarled. 

“What’s taking it so long?” another panicked voice asked.

“Let me in the cell,” Yunho finally said. “Let go of him Hongjoong, I’m coming in to talk.”

Hongjoong tightened his grip on Mingi. “I want out.” he growled again.

Yunho forced out a tiny bit of energy and growled in an attempt to intimidate the irate man. Hongjoong was momentarily startled and it was enough for Mingi to twist out of his grip. 

 Yunho slid into the cell. Hongjoong could see him clearly in the moonlight.

“Why am I in here?” Hongjoong asked while trying to keep all emotion from his voice. 

“What do you remember?” Yunho asked him.

“You took me to a shitty motel,” he said flatly.

 “You suggested it, I merely paid.”

 “You fucked me.” He snarled, 

 “I heard no complaints.”

 “Then you bit me hard enough to bleed.” He moved very quickly in front of the taller man. Yunho was impressed at how intimidating the smaller man could be. “You bit me hard enough to make me pass out.” he said quietly, “You fucking infected me.” he hissed before slamming Yunho against the wall across from the door, knocking the breath out of the taller man. 

Yunho held up a hand to stop the others from coming in. “Not yet! He needs to learn his place in all of this.”

“…My place?” Hongjoong asked, deathly quiet. “My fucking place!?” he shouted in Yunho’ face. “Outside of this fucking cell is my goddamn place! My foot up your ass is my place. Protecting people by killing you filthy, fucking werewolves Is. My. Place!” he shouted before throwing a punch at Yunho’ head. The taller man barely had time to move and Hongjoong grazed his cheek. The smaller man’s hand collided with the wall causing a crack in the wall. 

“I should have never looked at you twice, Jeong Yunho!” Hongjoong let out a low, intimidating growl while shaking the pain from his hand. 

“Calm down, Hongjoong.” The small man hurtled into Yunho throwing punches, hitting him with his head, elbows and knees. “You’re just going to waste energy and end up hurting yourself.” He clawed and snapped his teeth at the taller man, never giving him any room to fight. Before the others could come in to help, Hongjoong swung his arm back and everyone heard a sickening snap. Hongjoong started screaming. 

“It’s starting! Yunho, get out of there!” someone shouted. 

 “He needs me.” Yunho said softly before wrapping his arms around the screaming man. He pulled Hongjoong to sit on the floor with him, “Breathe,” Yunho kissed Hongjoong’s temple. “Breathe while you still can, babe,”  Hongjoong gulped air in quickly. “Try to relax as well as you can while there’s a lull in the change.”

“Easy for you to say,” he grunted, “Is… is it supposed to hurt like th-” he was cut off by another snap and his screaming started again.

Yunho held him still as he spasmed, pulling him away from the wall so he wouldn’t hit his head on anything. He hissed air through his teeth when Hongjoong dug his claws into Yunho’s bicep. Hongjoong sobbed desperately. Yunho kept kissing the small man’s temple in an effort to make him relax.

“This next bit is especially unpleasant,” Yunho said quickly. Hongjoong looked as if he could barely comprehend Yunho anymore. “Your first moon is always the worst.”

“What?” Hongjoong managed to squeak. Yunho’s voice was mildly soothing and even though he didn’t really want to know about the pain coming up, the soft voice was helping a bit… until he started screaming louder than ever.

“What’s happening to him, Hyung?” Mingi asked from the door, looking remarkably like a small child. 

“Go back out, Mingi, his kidneys are failing.” Hongjoong’s eyes widened. He was obviously terrified. He was breathing hard through his teeth.

“Should I call for help?” Mingi asked, sounding on the verge of tears. 

“Doubt it’ll do much good for Hongjoong. You should go out, just in case.” Mingi nodded and waited outside the door.

After Mingi left, Hongjoong managed to scream a set of syllables that sounded vaguely like the words ‘I’m going to fucking kill you’.

“Is that the wolf, or the hunter speaking?” Yunho smirked.

Before Hongjoong could say anything, his back bowed impossibly far as his bones continued to snap and reform. He was screeching as his organs started shrinking. He froze. Yunho felt for his pulse in his wrist, neck and chest. No more pulse. Yunho brushed the hair off of Hongjoong’s sweaty forehead.

“It gets worse from here, gorgeous… I’m really sorry I lost control and did this to you.” He pressed his forehead to Hongjoong's chest.  

Hongjoong started screaming again only to stop yet again, more abruptly with a short, sharp noise. Yunho winced as he watched Hongjoong’s throat deform and warp as it made a stomach-turning, tearing sound through his open mouth. 

“The fact that we stay conscious, alive, and very aware of every excruciating moment of the first change is, in my opinion the worst part.” He softly stroked the darkening flesh of his throat, feeling it reforming beneath his fingers. “Your pituitary gland is still kaput. So there’s nothing to dull your pain …” He pulled Hongjoong back into his lap. “It’s like exercising for the first time. You develop muscles and it hurts like fuck, but you have to go again and it hurts less every time til one day you realize that it actually feels good.” 

He was interrupted by a raspy noise that sounded like ‘Shut the fuck up already’ Anything else either of them could have said was cut off by the resounding beastly howl coming from Hongjoong before the bones in his face started to snap and reform. 

After what seemed like forever, Joong stood up on two legs and twisted his neck like he was trying to stretch sore muscles. He made a relieved sound, accompanied by a popping noise. If Joong could, Yunho was sure he’d be smiling at how good that felt. "

“Better?” Yunho asked the beast that was now taller than he was. Appropriately enough, Yunho noticed that Joong in his chronos form was still small for a werewolf. 

As soon as Yunho got to his feet, Joong attacked. He got a few swipes across Yunho’s chest and stomach before he turned into a similar beast. 

The others watched through the peephole in awe as the two fought. Snapping and throwing each other. Claws digging in and twisting out of the other's grasp. Yunho made a deep noise as he loosely bit the scruff of Joong's neck, telling him to back down, but then the smaller wolf twisted out of his jaws and continued fighting.

Neither of them had the upper hand for long until Joong managed to bite down on the back of Yunho’s neck and shook him violently. 

Yunho struggled, trying to distance himself from the other wolf, but the jaws held tight. He made a noise of submission. He rolled onto his back with his stomach and throat exposed, tucking his tail between his legs, causing everyone watching to gasp in surprise. 

Joong looked at him for a long time. The others scarcely moved, waiting to see what he would do next. He walked in small circles around the other before stopping and nipping softly at Yunho’ throat. 

Yunho made a confused noise until Joong gently bumped him with his snout then started to clean the blood out of the other wolf’s fur. Joong would occasionally nudge Yunho to tell him to roll one way or another as he cleaned the wounds he made. 

Yunho returned the favour, occasionally getting a lick to the snout in gratitude. 

Mingi changed to full wolf form and slowly trotted up to the two werewolves followed by Wooyoung and Seonghwa who hadn't changed. 

Seonghwa examined Yunho's wounds. Joong had done an exemplary job of healing him. Yunho on the other hand didn’t seem as skilled. 

Joong snarled and snapped at Seonghwa as he came up to him.  “I’m here to help” he said, lowering his head and showing his hands. “You’re still hurt”

Joong sat with a small oof. The hands on him felt so nice that he started to doze lightly. 

“Yunho, you’ve brought a hunter into the house and I don’t know what this is going to do to the pack. You need to talk to him tomorrow.” Seonghwa said as he continued working. He got an indignant snuffle in return. 

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It was somewhere around midday when Hongjoong sat up in a large, unfamiliar bed. He looked around, not spotting anyone in the room, but he did see a bathroom. He climbed off the bed in a rush only to fall flat on his face when he tripped on something large. 

“Are you alright Hongj… er sir? I was in your way, punish me as you see fit.”  Yunho knelt with his head down. 

“Don’t call me sir, I don’t want anything to do with you… And what happened to your usual better than everyone attitude? Also why are you sleeping on the floor when there is plenty of room on the bed?”

“It’s no longer my bed si… Ho- Joong.”

“Joong? Yunho, you know what my name is, god knows you’ve moaned it enough times. I don't like being called Joong.” The smaller man frowned. It occurred to Yunho that Hongjoong didn’t quite remember what happened yet. “Why are you acting so weird… And why is there hair stuck between my teeth?” He started licking at the backs of his teeth.

“Probably my fur…” Yunho started, “You’re the alpha now, Hongjoong. The pack decided to wait until you woke up to hand me my judgment.” He said, never looking up from the floor.

Hongjoong’s eyes widened when memories of the previous night came to him. He wagged a finger at him as he sneered, “You turned me into a filthy, fucking werewolf just like you and your barbaric friends.” he ground out between his teeth.

“The dorm’s not that bad… I mean college students in a frat house. You expect us to keep a really clean house?” Yunho tried to defend. “I don’t see how we’re barbaric when your hunter friends are the ones going around killing off innocent lycanthropes.”

“Wait… What do you mean judgment?” Hongjoong looked confused and Yunho knew he was blatantly ignoring what he just said.

“You beat the alpha, you are the new alpha, so it’s your choice what to do with me. Kill me, keep me chained up to the bed like an actual dog, make me a slave… or you could be especially vindictive and exile me from the pack… Death would be more preferable to exile if my input could be taken into consideration..” he said quietly.

“How long have I been out?” Hongjoong rubbed his eyes.

“A few hours. You must be starving. Let me get you food. You didn’t get to hunt last night.” Yunho sounded nervous.

“Actually, I need to pee really badly,” Hongjoong said. “Then we can… talk.” Hongjoong didn’t wait for an answer, he just ran to the bathroom, closing the door behind him. 

Yunho stood attentively at the door waiting to accept the new alpha’s punishment.

“What exactly does an alpha do?” he asked through the door.

“Rear the pups and protect them.”

“There is so much wrong with what you just said.” Hongjoong said as he opened the bathroom door

“How so?”

“I’m male, I can’t rear anything, unless you’ve somehow changed me to the point where not only do I turn into a violent,” he shuddered, “… meat eating creature, but I turn into a violent, hormonal, female meat eating creature. If that’s the case, I will kill you slowly and painfully before I kill myself.” He frowned.

“No… I’ve never heard of someone changing from male to female from the bite… I just meant that you take care of the new wolves like Mingi: teach them, protect them.”

“Right… I don’t even know what to do and I'm still new at this wolf thing too.” he looked at the floor, “Fuck… I'm a wolf.”

“The pack is probably still sitting in the common room, waiting for your decision.”

“Decision…”

“What you plan on doing with me.”

“Is chaining you to a bed and having my way with you until I feel better an option?” Hongjoong covered his mouth with both hands and shocked eyes. It was a voice that held a different cadence than his normal one, “Wow… Where did that come from?”

“If that is what you intend on doing with me, then yes. It is an option.” He said looking at the floor, his face a blank mask but pink tinged his ears.

“I’ll keep that on my list of things to do but until then, even though I don’t want the job, I have no idea how this alpha business works. I’m going to need the help of someone experienced, aren't I?”

“If you think so.” He said, keeping his head down.

“Subservience is unbecoming of you.” Hongjoong said, “You’re going to quit cowering like that and help me take care of the … pack.” Hongjoong said with a grimace. It looked like he almost threw up in his mouth when he realised he had a pack.

“I don’t think they’ll listen to me anymore.”

“Not even if I tell them to do what you say?” 

“So… you’re not going to have me killed or exiled?”

“Are you an idiot? You know how to run things, I’m not about to get rid of my resources because of your archaic hierarchical system. I'm not an idiot and I'm not a fucking monster like you guys are.” he growled.

Yunho raised his head and looked Hongjoong in the eyes for the first time that day. “Can… can I hug you?”

Hongjoong walked past him with a sneer.

“If you hadn’t beat me, I probably would’ve tried to take you as my mate.” Yunho said softly, causing Hongjoong to stop walking and to eye the tall man with a derisive snort.

“That’ll never happen.” he turned to look Yunho in the eyes, “Ever”

“But the thought is in your head,” Yunho said with a soft smile, “There is hope for me yet.”

“I could still have you killed, you know.”

“But then you’d be all alone…” Yunho teased, “Always wondering what life would have been like if you HAD let your ‘other’ live. And finding your ‘other’ is so hard… Always has been. Harder with the hunters being so… aggressive.”

“Other?” Hongjoong raised an eyebrow, obviously not believing a word Yunho said.

“And then you’d have to figure out who my wolf ends up reincarnating into,” he looked like he was counting on his fingers as he continued in an almost bored voice, “And then you’d have to wait for him … or her to recognise your wolf.” another finger, “And then you’d have to woo them… And then you’d have to convince em to j-”

“Enough. shut up already. Your voice is pissing me off.” Hongjoong snapped. Yunho complied immediately, looking at the ground.

A moment later Yunho raised his hand again as if he was waiting to be called on by the teacher.

“What is it now?” He was sick of Yunho's shit.

“Even if you don’t forgive me for upheaving your life, we’re going to be living together from now on, so … I hope… eventually that you will –“ 

“What do you mean we’re living together from now on?” his expression went blank.

“You’re the alpha, this is your room. Besides, it’s safer if the pack stays as a unit.”

“I want nothing to do with you. I only just formally met you yesterday… hardly known each other 24 hours and already you’re talking like we’re going to start a happy fucking family.” he visibly shuddered as if it was the most revolting idea he’d heard in a while.

“Uh” he made the weird cough noise, “48 hours… you spent most of yesterday unconscious.”

“You mean it’s Sunday?” Hongjoong’s eyes widened. He ran out of the bedroom door. “Shit! I have class tomorrow! I still have a paper to write!”

He skidded to a halt when the three men in the common room stood up to greet their new alpha. He cringed as they started to sniff him. He swore he felt someone’s tongue and some inappropriate touching.

“How are you feeling?” Seonghwa asked, looking him over with a frown.

“Have you decided what you’re going to do with alph – Yunho?” Wooyoung added.

“You will continue to listen to him as well as me... I have to go… The less I have to do with you the better.” 

“We’re all going.” Yunho said from behind the small man. “We can grab his things and move them in here faster.”

“What? Fuck that! You’re not going anywhere near my friends.”

The group as a whole pointed at some Latin writing on the archway above the entrance to the common room. It said ‘et nos unum sumus’. 

“It says we are one,” Yunho whispered in Hongjoong’s ear as he put his hands on the smaller man’s shoulders from behind him. "We inherited this house from another pack, but it still stands." He gave Hongjoong’s shoulders a squeeze before steering him toward the door. He shook the large hands off when he realised that he actually liked the warmth of them.

They got to his dorm room and his roommates looked confused. 

“Why is the entirety of Alpha Tau Zeta in our living room?” Jongho asked, looking up from where he was draped casually over the couch.

“He’s moving in with us.” Yunho said. “I can’t bear to be without my new boyfriend.”

“Is there a problem?” Seonghwa asked with a raised eyebrow. He looked as if he was waiting for someone to challenge him.

“Yeah, Hongjoong doesn’t really look like he wants to go.” San said as he watched the small man latch desperately onto the leg of his bed with his arms and legs.

Yunho leaned over Hongjoong’s shoulder and for all intents and purposes looked as if he was nuzzling the brunet’s ear. “If you don’t make an effort to look like you want to come with us,” he kissed the skin just behind his ear softly, “I will give the order for everyone to bite you… not just me. And no matter how sweet and gentle Seonghwa looks, his teeth are sharper than any of ours.” He paused to lick the shell of Hongjoong’s ear, “But he might do it in such a way that you might embarrass yourself with the noises he will pull from you.” 

The smaller man blinked rapidly at the mental image before Yunho added “Guaranteed you’d come at least three times without even being touched if I let him loose on you.”

Hongjoong looked at Yunho in shock as he let go of the bed and stood up to pack his things.

He managed to convince his friends that he would be ok and would see them all the time. 

Once he got to his new home, Hongjoong absently put his things in his new room. He couldn't get that mental image Yunho painted out of his head.  

He pulled Yunho aside and looked at him in confusion. “What’s wrong?” Yunho smirked, he had a few guesses as to why the new alpha had a face like a fish out of water.

“Why did you tell them I was your boyfriend?”

“Needed a feasible cover story.” he shrugged, knowing that Hongjoong now had to keep up the facade in order to prevent any suspicion from his friends.

“And if you’re supposed to pretend you’re my-” he made a disgusted face, “boyfriend, why would you share me with the others? Shouldn't you be a jealous boyfriend or something?”

“Do you realise how fucking hot it would be just to be able to see the faces you make when you’re about to come? Getting a semi just thinking about the idea.”

“You.. share?” Hongjoong raised an eyebrow.  

 “If you’re asking if we do this musical chairs round robin kind of fucking thing… sometimes. But you’re the alpha so technically you can do whatever you want.”

“So I could just randomly and unexpectedly walk up to Seonghwa or Wooyoung and tell them I want to fuck and they’ll do it?” Yunho shrugged. He looked at the men sitting in the common room talking amongst themselves. “Wooyoung… could you come here for a moment?” Hongjoong called.

“Is Yunho fucking with me?” He asked when the slight man approached warily.

“What do you mean?” the man with the fading purple hair asked.

“I mean if I asked you to give me a blow job right here, in front of everyone, would you willingly do it?” Yunho stared at Hongjoong in shock. the lavender haired man frowned.

“Those weren’t the words I used.” Yunho looked scandalised.

“If you asked me to… I suppose I would…” Wooyoung replied nervously. "I mean... you're hot… so-"

“Does the pack really sleep around with each other?”

“Yes, but we never really do anything in front of the others… It’s generally more private.” 

“Thanks… Sorry for disturbing your conversation.” He said as he pushed Wooyoung back to the others. The lavender haired man gave an abridged version of what their conversation was about. Seonghwa looked over his shoulder and gave Hongjoong a smirk full of dark promises before tonguing one of his canines so obviously that Hongjoong had to gulp loudly.

Hongjoong turned on his heels and went to his room to write his paper, mumbling the whole time about ‘fucking barbarians’.

Chapter Text

“Yunho,” Hongjoong said to the man who had been shadowing him this whole time.

“Hm?”

“Where are you sleeping?” he asked.

“The floor. Like last night.”

“Sleep on the bed. I’m not heartless enough to force you to sleep on the floor… even if you did fuck up my life.” Yunho blinked a few times.

“Uh… thanks.”

Hongjoong camped out on the couch all that night, writing his paper and finally falling asleep under a throw blanket.

Later that night, Yunho’s eyes opened slightly and he smiled softly when the bedroom door opened and closed quietly. He made room for the small man and lifted the covers for him. A moment after the smaller man had climbed in behind Yunho and the larger man was starting to drift back off to sleep, his eyes shot open and he gasped when the smaller man latched onto his neck and sucked until Yunho moaned softly.

He was rolled onto his back and came face to face with his grinning alpha. The blue eyes glowed in the dark as they looked deeply into Yunho’ crimson ones. 

“He’s mad at you.” Joong whispered before capturing Yunho’s lips in a hungry kiss that seemed to be fueled by Hongjoong’s anger. 

Yunho kissed back with an equal amount of energy, cupping the smaller man’s head in his hands. “I did apologi-uhnn” Yunho threw his head back and gasped when Joong gave him a harsh squeeze through his pajama pants.

“You’re wasting your breath with your apologies. Save it for moaning my name when you come.”

Yunho opened the eyes he had no idea he had closed and chuckled, “You’re so fucking cheesy” his chuckle turned into a gasp when Joong bit harshly behind the tall man’s ear and then a moan as their hips started to roll together. 

Yunho started to lick and nip at the underside of the new alpha’s jaw making him nearly purr in delight. Yunho’s hand trailed down the smaller man’s spine, down into the back of his boxers and began tracing his entrance. 

Joong smacked Yunho’s forehead. The blond replied with a small yip as he retracted his hand. “What?”

“What makes you think It’d be a good idea to let you fuck me yet?”

“What?” Yunho’ lower lip stuck out in consternation but his head rolled back when Joong rolled his hips forward. “Why?” he managed to pant.

“Because if Hongjoong wakes up with your dick in his ass, he’ll insist that you tried to rape him.'' The wolf spelled out the problem and rutted against the larger man every few words. “And if Hongjoong stays unhappy, he will put distance between us and that would make ME unhappy.” He nipped softly at Yunho’ neck, “I get aggressive when I’m unhappy,” he sucked hard and left a vivid purple mark on the tall man’s neck. 

Yunho clutched Joong’s head and pressed it closer to his neck silently telling the alpha to continue. “Then what do we do?” Yunho panted, “I can feel how hard you are too.”

Joong pulled away from Yunho’s neck to look at him in disbelief which turned into a look filled with dark promises. “I'm going to fuck you so hard right now.” he let out a small chuckle when Yunho’s face went from blank to understanding to ‘mildly scared but trying to hide it’. “And there’s nothing you can do about it, is there?” he whispered into Yunho’s ear before pushing their boxers off. “You have to do what your alpha tells you and take what I give.”

“So it ain't all bad…” Yunho said between breaths as he gulped in air with a nervous smile. Joong frowned.

“Condom. Lube. Bring it. Now.” Joong slapped Yunho on the ass and pushed him off of the bed.

Yunho came back quickly with what was asked of him. “Before we continue…Whose name do I moan?” he whispered against Joong’s jaw.

“If you can say more than a syllable at a time, I’m not doing it right.” He retorted as he pushed Yunho to his back again.

The smaller man slunk down Yunho’s body, biting softly and occasionally not so soft. Yunho was panting and trembling by the time the brunet was level with Yunho’s hips.

He brought the blond’s long legs up and used his lips to draw designs in his inner thigh before biting Yunho’ leg almost hard enough to break the skin. The taller man let out a deep grunt. Joong raised an eyebrow and didn’t seem satisfied.

The brunet slicked his fingers up and began to press two fingers at his entrance. “Stop! Stop! I … uh.” Yunho made that unusual coughing noise that he made whenever he was nervous or uncomfortable again. “I’ve I …ve never.”

The brunet chuckled against the underside of Yunho’ cock before telling him to relax.

Yunho hoped the smaller man would go easy on him, but the instant the head of his cock was past Joong’s lips, both of the smaller man’s fingers were inside of him as far as they could go, pumping and scissoring him open.

Yunho shouted in surprise at the sudden intrusion and he couldn't hide the grimace of pain as he grabbed the edges of his pillow and pulled.

By the time Joong had four fingers inside of the taller man, he was moaning loudly, shouting incoherent noises and trying to fuck himself on the delicate fingers.

“I can’t wait to see how much louder you get when I’m inside of you.” The brunet smirked before pressing against Yunho’s prostate and stabbing his tongue into the slit on Yunho’s cock.

“Fuck!... coming… don’t stop!” he cried out just before the pink lips sealed over the crown and he continued fluttering his tongue against the slit. 

Yunho came undone with a loud, hoarse cry. Joong gave the oversensitive head one last lick before sitting back to roll the condom on and cover himself in the clear liquid. 

“Grab your knees.” The brunet ordered. As soon as his order was fulfilled, he positioned himself at the taller man’s entrance. “Ready?” Hongjoong asked. Yunho nodded rapidly.

He spread his legs as far as they would go and an unmanly keening noise bubbled out of Yunho’s throat when the smaller man pushed almost all the way in in one go. The searing pain was apparent on his face and no amount of cooing and gentle rubbing would make this feeling of being torn in half lessen in its intensity.

Yunho hid his red face with his hands as he panted rapidly through his teeth. The brunet pushed all the way in before rolling his hips and groaning happily.

Yunho spasmed around the smaller man and released a deep growl that sounded like ‘not yet’. The brunet smirked at the noise and moved anyway. He pulled out of the blond and rolled him so he was on his knees with his face in the pillow.

“Fuck!” Yunho screamed when Joong pushed back in and brushed against his prostate over and over.  The tall man’s claws elongated and tore the bedding as the brunet pounded into him mercilessly. Yunho screamed and shouted every time the new alpha moved within him and he got even louder when Joong reached around and started to stroke the now dripping cock that was left unattended.

Yunho’s shouts were almost drowned out by the slapping sound of their sweat slicked skin contacting with every thrust. Occasionally he was able to form proper words. Usually ‘please’, ‘oh god’ ‘fuck’ and a vague attempt at trying to say Hongjoong.

“It sounds like you’re enjoying yourself. Are you enjoying yourself?” Joong said without even sounding winded.

Yunho nodded, face still tightly pressed against the pillow.

“What was that? I can’t hear you.” Joong teased as he snapped his hips slowly, but directly into the sensitive nerves as hard as he could

“YES!” Yunho shrieked, lifting his head from the bedding.“Don’t stop, please!” he finally gasped desperately.

“Are you about to come?” he purred in the taller man’s ear.

“Yes! Yes yes please! I’m so close.” He whined.

Joong pulled Yunho so his back was against the smaller chest as he rolled into him. He dug the tips of his claws into Yunho’s chest and the tall man keened as he came hard, clenching around his lover. 

Joong bit Yunho’s shoulder, hard enough to bruise and break skin, but not hard enough to draw blood when he hit his release. Yunho let out a final loud howl. He shuddered hard and tried to let his breathing go back to normal as Joong slowly rolled into him prolonging the wonderful feeling. 

Joong let go and the blond fell forward onto his hands, still desperately trying to breathe. “Get some more sleep. We have class in a few hours.” The brunet purred before licking the spot he bit. Yunho let out a quiet yelp as the brunet patted him on the ass. “You are so precious.” He purred.

Yunho trembled, trying not to show how much pain he was in. Joong nipped him gently on the shoulder before curling up behind Yunho and wrapping an arm around his waist. “I don’t think I'll ever get enough of seeing you bent over and begging for me to take you.” Joong growled while circling one of Yunho’s nipples with a claw and then taking the tall man’s earlobe between his teeth. “Rest well.” 

He nuzzled the back of the tall man’s neck and fell asleep with his hand on Yunho’s lower stomach.

Chapter Text

Yunho woke up to an empty bed and pain radiating through his lower back as he got up to take a hot shower. He stumbled into the kitchen hoping to catch a glimpse of the alpha, but found his pack scowling at him.

“Good morning to you too.”  He sat down gingerly and accepted the cup of coffee Seonghwa handed him. “What’s wrong? Everything seems to be my fault as of late, so start talking.”

“You have brought danger into this house.” Seonghwa said with a frown as he sat to Yunho’s right. “He’s a hunter. You’ve seen what hunters do.”

“What if he brings other hunters here?” Wooyoung said nervously, sitting to the left of his former alpha. “Especially if he's the suicidal type.”

“Frankly I think he must have been a pretty lousy hunter,” Seonghwa said, drinking his cup of coffee, leaning against the counter. The others looked at Seonghwa waiting for him to continue. “Yunho wasn’t exactly subtle when he was tracking Hongjoong down,” Seonghwa explained. “He’d have to be a really shitty hunter to not notice what Yunho was or what he was doing.”

“Well then, all those who think we should keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn’t run off to tell the hunters about us?” Yunho asked. Everyone raised their hands. “Ok then.”

The day went pretty much as it always did until Hongjoong’s first break. He sat in the quad with Yeosang, San and Jongho. They were talking and eating a snack waiting until their next class. Wooyoung sat down between Hongjoong and San as if he had always belonged there. “Uh… hi.” Jongho said, “Did you need something?” 

“Nope.” Wooyoung said as he offered Hongjoong a snack.

He looked at the food in Wooyoung's hand as if it was poisonous, “No thanks, I have food.” He replied tersely. 

“Ok.” Wooyoung said and ate it as if he had been starving all morning.

San gave Hongjoong a look then turned to look at Yeosang, the blond shrugged in reply.

The same thing happened at lunch. This time it was the entire pack. They kept trying to offer Hongjoong food, ignoring the others. At one point, Yunho tried to feed him.

“Cut that shit out” was his reply along with a slap on the lower back. Yunho made a small pained noise that he covered with a cough.

Wooyoung and San laughed out loud. Hongjoong and Yunho gave them a disapproving look and Wooyoung was silent instantly.

San looked at Jongho and Yeosang with an unreadable expression. 

“Can we come over after school?” San asked.

“I don’t see why not.” Yunho said pleasantly. Hongjoong gave Yunho the darkest death glare he could muster.

Aside from the perpetually looming members of Hongjoong’s new frat house, it seemed like any other time they hung out.

“The place looks cozy and your new friends seem… nice.” San said as he watched the members of the pack who were going in and out of the sitting room frequently.

“Things going ok for you?” Jongho asked. Despite being the youngest, he had always been protective.

“Great.” Yunho lay down on the couch next to Hongjoong and put his head in the alpha’s lap. “What are you doing?” Hongjoong whispered.

“Nothing. Don’t mind me, babe.” Yunho said the last part loud enough for Hongjoong’s friends to hear and grabbed Hongjoong’s hand, placing it on his head as if he was silently asking for scratches. Hongjoong’s hand never moved. Anyone who had known Hongjoong for more than five minutes could see that he was fighting not to ball up his fist and push the blond off of the couch. 

“Why are you being so… clingy?” Yunho stuck his lower lip out imperceptibly, “Don’t you have homework to do?”

“Come on, boss, you can hang off of Hongjoong when he doesn’t have guests,” Seonghwa said as he dragged the blond away. Hongjoong nodded at Seonghwa in thanks.

“Are… they always like this?” San asked. 

“I … don’t know.”

“Why did you move in so soon with Yunho anyway?” Yeosang asked.

“Is he that good in bed?” Jongho asked

“Or are you, and he can’t bear to be away from you?” San added. “I mean you did suck a mean dick…why did we break up again?”

“Our kinks didn’t coincide.” Hongjoong said without missing a beat.

They sat and talked for a while, Yeosang made the observation that they weren’t treating Hongjoong like he was the newest member of a frat house. “I thought that when you were a new addition to a frat house, you were the peon until someone else was the new peon.”

“It’s different here… kinda complicated and I’m not allowed to say anything about it.” 

“Not even to us?” Jongho asked. 

“Especially not to you.” Hongjoong snipped. “Super secret society frat stuff… apparently.” he covered up his sharp retort, hoping that he was convincing enough.

“Right…” Jongho drawled.

“Joong… uh, I made turkey sandwiches for you and your friends.” Wooyoung said.

“Hongjoong doesn’t eat mea…” Yeosang trailed off as the smaller man took a bite of the sandwich.

“Thanks Wooyoung! I really needed something to eat.” Hongjoong replied a little too enthusiastically and ate it as if he’d been starving and this was the best sandwich he’d ever had. The lavender haired man raised his eyebrow in confusion at his sudden congeniality then saluted lazily before leaving the room.

“Since when have you started eating meat?” Yeosang asked, ignoring the fact that Wooyoung called Hongjoong by a nickname he wasn't a fan of.

Hongjoong shrugged and continued gobbling down his sandwich.

They ate their sandwiches and quickly excused themselves mumbling about having to ‘go breakdance on the roof or some shit’.

He walked them to the door and frowned as they left.

“What’s wrong?” Yunho asked as he rested his chin on Hongjoong’s head.

“They’re mad at me.” Hongjoong leaned his head momentarily against Yunho’ shoulder, realised what he was doing, then pushed the tall man off of him.

“Really? How could you tell?”

“They only say ‘Hey guys, let’s go breakdance on the roof or some shit’ when they’re pissed at one of us.” he stepped away from Yunho, “I’ll be right back.”

“Guys! Wait up!” Hongjoong ran up to them, “What’s wrong?”

“You.” Jongho said bluntly.

“What?” Hongjoong’s face scrunched up in confusion.

“In the span of one weekend, you’ve left us, become snippy as all fuck and you changed your diet completely.” San said. 

“Sometimes I like turkey…” he argued lamely.

 “We have a project due in a couple days, we’ll see you at school tomorrow, ok, Hongjoong?” Yeosang said after seeing the lost look on his friend’s face. The smaller man nodded.

“Call me if you need help with anything.” Hongjoong added as an afterthought.

“Ok.” Yeosang waved.

That night, Hongjoong couldn’t fall asleep as quickly as he normally could. Maybe the couch was too lumpy or the throw blanket wasn’t going to be enough even though he knew Yunho would just come out, pick him up and bring him into bed with him like he must have done last night. He wouldn’t ever express his gratitude about that. Yunho was still one of them. A tiny voice in his head reminded Hongjoong that he was too. Hongjoong let out a quiet sob. The image of his friends walking away from him in disappointment was gnawing at him and repeating in his mind. 

He got up from the couch and walked to the room that Yunho kept calling ‘their’ bedroom. 

The tall man half expected the alpha to crawl into bed and take him like the night before, but Hongjoong walked past the bed and into the bathroom. He heard the bathtub filling up and sighed quietly.

Inside, Hongjoong had taken off his shirt. He looked in disgust at the scar on his shoulder before running his hand through his hair and disrobing the rest of the way. He grabbed something small off of the shelf by the sink before sinking into the almost too hot water. He pouted slightly then leaned back to get comfortable.

Yunho woke up when he heard a light clack of something being dropped in the bathroom. He got up to investigate. When he got into the bathroom, he almost slipped in a puddle. The room reeked of blood and Hongjoong lay motionless in the tub. One of his wrists was staining the water in the tub a bright red and the other wrist was steadily dripping onto the floor. 

“No! Joong! Hongjoong! Wake up!” Yunho dropped to his knees to pull the small man out of the tub. “What the hell are you thinking?” He wrapped a towel around the smaller man and took him to the significantly dryer floor outside the bathroom where he started licking the wounds on his arms.

“That tickles,” the delirious man giggled lethargically.

“This isn't funny. If I hadn't woken up when I did, you’d be-” He sniffled a bit but went back to licking the wounds to stop the bleeding.

“Good…” Hongjoong sighed. “Then I wouldn't have to live the rest of my life a filthy dog like you.”

“That’s not nice. It’s not like I chose to be this way. What’s so bad about being a lycanthrope anyway?”

“You’re fucking barbaric monsters.”

“Says who?”

“You’re licking my wounds.” Hongjoong thought his argument was sound. He didn’t have as much blood going to his brain as normal.

“Our saliva has healing properties.” He pressed his tongue a little harder against one spot. “And it’s not like in the movies where we go out killing people and biting everyone.”

Hongjoong laughed sardonically. “Liar.”

“You were an exception. I've been like this for so long that I'm not entirely sure where the wolf ends and I begin, but my wolf knew before I did that you should be with m- er part of the pack. That never happens. It’s never told me to stop what I was doing to find a specific person before.”

Hongjoong swallowed thickly. “What do I tell my mentor? I have to quit over the phone or he’ll know I'm one of you.”

“Tell him…” Yunho thought for a moment. “Tell him that you have to stop hunting because you need to focus on your studies'' He got onto his feet, “I'll even make sure it’s not a lie. Don’t go anywhere.” He ran out of the room and straight to Seonghwa’s

“Why is your face covered in blood?” He asked.

“I just spent the last few minutes trying to stop Hongjoong from bleeding out all over our floor. Can you help patch him up?”

They ran to the bedroom in time to see Hongjoong try to get up, get tangled in the towels, and fall onto the floor.

“I told you not to go anywhere.” Yunho frowned. 

“But I made a mess and-” Yunho kissed Hongjoong so softly that if his eyes weren’t open, he probably wouldn't have known what had just happened.

“I'll take care of it, let Seonghwa help you.” Hongjoong nodded and leaned back against the wall.

“You really did a number on yourself.” Yunho heard Seonghwa say before he went to the kitchen to get some rags and cleaning supplies with a sniffle.

Yunho could hear their conversation from the bathroom as he drained the tub. He had barely registered the rusty, old straight razor that had seemingly become an intrinsic part of the bathroom’s decor for longer than he had lived there, but he made sure Hongjoong would never see it again as he threw it away.

“You cut all the way through your arms. you’re going to have to wear long sleeves for the rest of the week. I'll change your bandages again tomorrow.” Yunho heard Seonghwa get up and leave the room. Yunho walked in a moment later and sat on the bed next to the alpha. 

“You should get some sleep.” He pulled the covers over the smaller man.

“Where are you going?” Hongjoong asked.

“I was going to sleep on the couch…” Yunho said with a hint of sadness in his voice.

“The bed is big enough for you too. Come sleep here,” He attempted to hold up the blankets for Yunho to crawl under, and the taller man curled up around the new alpha with his head on his chest. He was glad Hongjoong was light headed enough to let him do this. The soft heartbeat was lulling him to sleep. He sighed softly when Hongjoong started scratching gently at his scalp.

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At lunch, Wooyoung had made him another sandwich and he sat with his friends to eat as the others in his pack slowly joined them.

“You look like shit, Hongjoong.” Jongho said. He had noticed the man had been wearing a sweater in unseasonably warm weather. Perhaps he was caught off guard.

“Yunho keeping you up all night?” San added before fist bumping Jongho.

“I have to tell Wooyoung that I especially like this sandwich.” Hongjoong said quietly, blatantly ignoring the comment and talking more to himself than anyone else as he took a bite.

“What kind is this one?” Yeosang asked.

“I think it’s ham?” He said, looking at the contents.

“At least I know my mother doesn’t have to make special food the next time you come to visit.” Yeosang said.

The rest of the pack kept quiet and sat a small distance from Hongjoong and his friends. 

“Why are your new friends sitting so far away?” Jongho asked.

“They don’t want to upset you guys.”

“But they keep staring at you like they think you’ll run off.” San said.

 “I can’t help it if I’m irresistible.” Hongjoong said flippantly, earning a laugh from both groups.

Yunho, unfortunately, wasn't content with sitting away from the alpha and sat directly behind Hongjoong on the grass and draped himself over the smaller man’s shoulder. His hand instinctively shot up and started scratching at Yunho's scalp. 

“Did you need something?” Hongjoong asked bluntly, dropping his hand when he realised what he was doing.

“I missed you.” Yunho mumbled into Hongjoong’s shoulder and nuzzled behind his ear. 

“You saw me this morning” The small man frowned.

“Not enough.”

“I thought you wanted a purely ‘with benefits’ kind of relationship.” Hongjoong said just above a whisper, saying it loud enough for his friends to hear.

“Not sure if I wanna do that anymore” The tall man shrugged.

“We will discuss this at home” Hongjoong said sternly, “Go… do something else” The brunet dismissed him. Yunho looked hurt, but did as he was told. 

“You were never this mean to any of us when we were dating.” Jongho said quietly as he ate his lunch. Hongjoong continued eating, pretending that the comment didn’t affect him and the pack sat watching their alpha carefully.

After school ended for the day, Hongjoong slogged back home. He usually got back before everyone else. This time, the door slammed shut behind him.

“Didn’t you have another class?” Hongjoong asked without turning to see who it was. He knew Yunho’s scent so well in such a short amount of time and he wasn’t sure how he felt about that anymore..

“Dropped it.” came the reply.

Yunho had an image in his head of pulling the alpha into a passionate kiss as soon as he got in the door. Instead, Hongjoong turned to him with a frown, “We needed to talk didn’t we?”

“Uh?” Yunho whimpered before his brain caught up with him. He was still imagining himself pressing the smaller man against the wall with his legs wrapped around his waist. “Oh… right.”

“Even if I didn't want to punch you in the face right now, I thought you wanted a purely sexual relationship with me. Didn’t you say you liked me because I had an amazing ass? Where did all of this clingy shit come from?” Hongjoong frowned. “The Yunho I knew, even in passing, has never been this… this…” He couldn’t think of a word that wouldn’t blatantly insult the other man as he flapped his hands around, trying to think of a word and failing. Wincing as his injuries pulled.

“I would find some way to put up with you punching me in the face if it meant we could be more like a couple when we’re outside. I think your friends are beginning to suspect things.”

“Like what?”

“The fact that you don’t actually like me would be the first thing that comes to mind. And if they think you don’t like me, they’ll start to question why we’re even together. They’ll start to think that maybe there is another reason we’re living together.” He paused to see if Hongjoong was listening, “If they work out why we’re actually living together, we’re going to have to move away and you won’t get to see them again.”

Hongjoong frowned at this new information. “Is that why you’ve been so clingy?”

“That and I want to touch you whenever I can…  I mean even though you hate me, I need to be near you. I need to make sure you’re real… still here…" he sighed sadly, thinking about the night before.

“Of course I’m real.” He frowned, “You made me like this.”

“I have no idea how I’m going to make that up to you, but I will try.”

The next few days, Hongjoong was grumpier than ever. He kept falling asleep on the couch and waking up wrapped around Yunho in the bed. 

One day Yunho woke up earlier than him and had coffee ready waiting for him.

“How do you like your coffee?” He asked with a pleasant smile.

Hongjoong glared at him, and walked out of the house without a word.

The next day, he had tea waiting for the alpha.

“I hear it’s good for you and some people have it with cream and lemon… I wonder how they stop it from curdling…” Yunho held out the mug with a hopeful look on his face.

Hongjoong pushed past him, almost spilling the steaming tea on the tall man and left.

The next morning Hongjoong glowered at the man holding an English muffin.

“Shut the fuck up. I don’t want to hear about it. Eat it your own goddamn self if you think it’s so amazing.” He shoved the tall man out of the way and came home later than normal that day.

Every night he would hide in the library until it closed. He’d come home after everyone was asleep and fall onto the couch. Every morning, he would wake up in the big comfortable bed, dead certain that the tall blond carried him.

Every morning he’d trudge into the kitchen to grab himself something to eat and every morning he was greeted by Yunho’s infuriatingly optimistic face. He knew the tall man hoped that one day if he did enough nice things for him that they’d get along, or get a smile out of the alpha. Every morning, Yunho was sorely disappointed. Still, he persisted.

Saturday

Saturday morning he rolled over and something felt different. It was cold. The bed was hard. Yunho’s breathing was farther away than normal. 

He opened his eyes to find the same room he woke up in two weeks ago. Before his life changed so drastically. 

He sat up and glared at Yunho who was sitting in the corner staring with sad eyes at Hongjoong.

“Not my fault.” Was all Yunho said before leaning his head against the wall again and looking away.

Hongjoong knocked on the door to the cell but nobody answered before glaring at the taller man. 

“I woke up here too. I had nothing to do with this.” Yunho said softly when Hongjoong stalked angrily over to him. 

He tried to lift Yunho up by the shirt and only managed to lift him about six inches before dropping him on his butt. Yunho made a pained noise and rolled onto his side.

“The hell is wrong with you?” Hongjoong asked. Yunho took several deep breaths between his teeth before answering.

“You barely given me a single night to recover since you started coming to bed at night and fucking my brains out.” He said with a pained voice as he looked up at the brunet without lifting his head from the floor. His eyes were glassy and he was trembling slightly.

“What the fuck are you babbling about?” 

“Close your eyes and think about it. I'm sure you can remember what you’ve done to me every night.”

Hongjoong frowned but did it anyway. 

He heard a low chuckle in the back of his head before he was bombarded with memories of being surrounded by Yunho’s tight heat, the tall man had his knees pushed to his chest and he was begging for release, clawing at Joong’s back and arms as he pounded into the blond. He saw memories of kissing his way down the blond’s spine, teasing him with his tongue and fingers before finally giving Yunho what he was begging for and shoving all the way in. He remembered almost coming when Yunho screamed his name into the pillow and he opened his eyes.

“Please… can I have a little bit of a break today?” Yunho whimpered when he noticed the bulge straining at Hongjoong’s pants.

The alpha looked down, readjusted himself then sat down on the opposite end of the cell unhappy about his reaction to those thoughts. 

Sometime later, Hongjoong abruptly got to his feet and pounded loudly at the door again. 

“Open the fuck up!” He shouted. A small flap he had never noticed before in the door at the bottom slid open and a tray of breakfast food slid in. It was mostly meat with a fruit bowl, large pile of eggs and pancakes and two mugs. One was filled with coffee the way Yunho liked it, obviously made by Wooyoung, the other was plain, hot water. Next to the hot water was a pile of tea bags, sugar packets, creamers and lemon wedges with a note on top.

“We’ll let you out when our alpha stops treating Yunho worse than the dirt under his shoes. And we mean Hongjoong not Joong. We’ve all heard how Joong and Yunho feel about each other.

  -The pack

  PS: Sorry about the tea. You’ve never spoken to US either so we had no idea what you liked in the mornings (besides tea)”

Hongjoong pounded on the door. “You can’t keep us in here like this! I'm your alpha, you’re supposed to do what I say! Open the fucking door!” He shouted.

“We- We’re allowed to override your commands if it’s for the good of the pack.” Mingi replied timidly.

“Whether any of us like it or not, we are a family. Whether you like it or not, you need to try to get along with us… at the very least.” Seonghwa added before sliding the flap closed.

Hongjoong turned to look at Yunho for the first time since he went to sit in the corner. Aside from the fact that he was still staring at Hongjoong, he hadn’t moved. 

“Aren’t you going to eat?” He asked the tall man.

“The flap opened again. “He hasn't really done much more than pick at his food since you started treating him like shit.” Wooyoung's irritated voice informed him, “I doubt he has much of an appetite now either.” The flap snapped closed.

Hongjoong looked at Yunho. Really looked at Yunho. He hadn’t actually done that since their night in the hotel room. His eyes had dark shadows under them and they were glassy, almost as if he was fighting tears. His skin was sickly pale instead of its usual golden and it looked as if the only reason he ever took care of his appearance was to look good for him. He had the beginning of a pimple on his temple. He always remembered Yunho having perfect skin at school.

The alpha frowned and his natural caretaker came out. “Yunho. come here.” 

The blond unsteadily got to his feet and slowly walked to him. “Have a seat.” He pat the ground next to him. “I couldn't possibly eat all of this and your coffee is getting cold.” He brought the tray closer to them and passed the hot drink to him. 

Yunho took a small sip while eyeing the alpha warily. “Apparently they think you have the potential to be likeable.”

“What? Of course I'm likeable.” He insisted. There was derisive laughter outside of the door. 

“They also know that I’d be… unhappy if anything happened to you.” Hongjoong cocked his head urging him to continue. “I've heard of packs that were displeased with their alphas, tearing them to shreds…” 

Hongjoong gulped loudly. “How - how is that supposed to convince me that you aren’t barbaric monsters?”

“Those times they really deserved it.” he frowned.

“What did they do?” He stuck a teabag in the hot water, “... So I know not to fuck up that badly” 

“They thought that being alpha meant they could have their way with any of their pack. Steal their food from their hunts, Starve or beat their pack. That is not how you treat family.” He frowned as if he remembered something awful, “Honestly, I half expected the pack to tie you down and have their way with you.”

“That’s still an option.” Seonghwa shouted through the door.

“Th-that isn’t how you treat family either…” Hongjoong looked nervously at the door.

“Well neither is how you’ve been treating us.” Wooyoung replied through the door. 

“Why aren’t you eating?” Hongjoong looked at Yunho who was eyeing the tray of food.

“Alpha has to eat first.” Yunho replied quietly.

Out of habit, Hongjoong grabbed a piece of fruit and ate it. Yunho practically inhaled half of the sausages until he started coughing.

“Chew your food, stupid” The alpha pat Yunho on the back until his breathing returned to normal. After a few minutes of silence between the two of them, Hongjoong asked, “So my wolf takes over when I'm asleep and makes you have sex with him?”

“Doesn’t MAKE me have sex with him. I mean you’re sexy as fuck and it doesn’t take much convincing. I just need a bit of recovery time considering I was… technically a virgin until last sunday night.”

“Have you ever told me you didn’t want to?” He asked quietly after an extended silence.

“What?”

“Have you ever told me no? Have - have I ever forced myself on you?” He barely whispered.

“No! You’ve never - You come to me and you’re just … that irresistible.” He mumbled with a blush bright enough to see in the dark cell.

“But… What if I hurt you? What if I hurt someone else? I could go on some weird fucking werewolf rampage or some shit. I don’t want that.”

Yunho put his hand on Hongjoong’s knee and he stopped talking. “It takes a lot to make a wolf go into a frenzy.” His thumb rubbed tiny circles in the alpha’s knee. “You’d have to kill its mate or children. Something to that magnitude so there’s nothing for you to worry about on that front.” Yunho said with a small pout. 

"It's almost a self fulfilling actuality. Hunters kill people's mates, their children, their families. They, in turn, go into a frenzy, which makes the hunters feel justified to continue with their senseless genocide." Wooyoung mumbled from outside.

Hongjoong grabbed a few pancakes and a couple strips of bacon, rolling them into a pseudo burrito before sighing in thought. He couldn't really say anything about that. He had only been a hunter for a short while.

He chewed thoughtfully for a moment. “Ya know… I became a vegetarian because I didn’t like the way meat tasted. But now it feels like I've been missing so much. Now it tastes amazing.”

“Because you have a carnivore living inside of you. I don’t think I've ever had the luxury of being a picky eater. I've only ever had two choices: eat or starve.” Hongjoong was silent after that.

“Hey… Do you want out?” Seonghwa asked.

“Yes.” they both said. 

“Do you think you can stop being a total douchewaffle to all of us?” Mingi asked

“Especially the boss.” Seonghwa added. 

“I'll at least try to be civil. I’d been training for a while to kill werewolves so it might take me a bit of time to break that.” He thought for a moment, his mentor hadn't really taught him many fighting techniques. It was more… indoctrination. Reasons to hate. What had he been doing?

“Just think of us like any other people and stop being so racist.” Seonghwa said.

“Racist?” Were his thoughts that obvious?

“You hate us without ever getting to know us.” Wooyoung pouted.

“Yeah… There’s tons of reasons to hate Wooyo.” Mingi said with a giggle before Hongjoong heard a punch and Mingi whining in pain with a deep but delicate ‘ow’

Hongjoong looked at Yunho in amusement. 

They ate in awkward silence until the door opened and the two squinted because of the light that suddenly streamed in.

Mingi was still rubbing his arm. “How is it that you can look so intimidating one minute and be such a wuss the next?” Hongjoong asked.

“And how do you expect us to let you be an enforcer when one love tap from Wooyo causes such horrible injuries?” Yunho teased. 

“An enforcer?” Hongjoong asked.

“A bodyguard of sorts”

“What do we need an enforcer for?” 

“This frat house and the forest behind are pretty desirable to other wolf packs.” Yunho started, “If they hear that we have any sort of weakness…”

“Like an alpha that treats their pack like shit” Wooyoung butted in.

“Such as trouble within the ranks,” Seonghwa said in an attempt to be diplomatic.

“They’ll attempt to take over. They’ll try to take whoever won’t fight back but would be most useful and kill anyone else.”

“Once again, barbaric…” Hongjoong frowned.

“We wouldn't have to fight over safe hunting grounds if we weren’t pretty much hunted to extinction.” Wooyoung snapped. “Barring territory lines, we wouldn’t have to worry about which forests were safe to go in if your fucking hunter friends didn’t go around indiscriminately killing people’s friends and family.” he sniffled and walked away with a scowl.

Hongjoong looked at the other wolves who suddenly found their feet interesting. He was hoping for one of the others to go and comfort Wooyoung. Nobody moved. Hongjoong’s feet carried him quickly to the retreating wolf and he grabbed Wooyoung's wrist.

“You don’t have to make ex-” Wooyoung stopped talking when Hongjoong pulled him into a hug, holding him close and pushing his forehead into the smaller wolf’s shoulder. Hongjoong didn’t say anything. He just held his packmate. The smaller man’s shoulders started shaking and his arms wrapped around his alpha. 

Hongjoong rubbed circles in Wooyoung's back until his tiny near inaudible sobs subsided and he took a few shuddering breaths. He pulled back a few moments later. His eyes were red rimmed and bloodshot. “Better?” Wooyoung shrugged. Hongjoong scratched softly behind Wooyoung's ear. The taller man moaned so softly that it almost sounded like a mewl. Hongjoong dropped his hand feeling like he must have done something slightly wrong. 

He looked up at his packmate’s face and was caught by surprise when Wooyoung pecked him softly on the lips and walked away. 

Hongjoong heard Yunho let out a small snort of amusement. “What’s so funny?” 

“Nothing. It was just cute.”

“You are so…” He was trying to change. He was going to be nicer. “Weird.” He smirked as he walked to the kitchen. Yunho carried the mostly empty tray and followed the alpha so he could put the dishes by the sink. 

“You’re going to have to call them and say that you’re resigning.” Yunho said.

“But… What do I tell them?”

“School shit came up?” He scratched the back of his head in thought, “Life got in the way?”

Yunho was about to keep coming up with ideas but Hongjoong’s phone rang. The two men rushed to the bedroom and by the third ring Hongjoong picked it up. “Hello?”

“Hey Hongjoong, I was wondering if you wanted to swing by the training center so I could teach you another way to take down those filthy, fucking dogs.”

Yunho raised an eyebrow and frowned while mouthing the words ‘Filthy dogs’.

“Actually I meant to call you earlier. I'm going to have to stop coming in… My grades are slipping and that’s the most important thing right now.”

“I can tutor you. What subjects are giving you the most trouble?”

“... I uh … I have a tutor already, but thanks for offering.”

“Is there something wrong? Something sounds off in your voice.”

“No. I'm fine.” Yunho moved to the opposite side of the room and dialed up Hongjoong’s phone.  “Oh! Gotta go. My tutor is calling me. Talk to you some other time.” He hung up quickly. 

“He really didn’t want to let you go did he?”

“Guess not.” Hongjoong said a little sadly.

“At least they won’t come looking for you.”

“I hope not.” Hongjoong sat on the bed. “How long have you been… like this?” Hongjoong asked suddenly, staring at his hands in his lap, “I know nothing about you.”

“I think I was about six or seven when I was attacked. My parents left me after that.” He released a bitter laugh, “Left would be a nice way of putting it. They threw me out in the middle of my first moon.” He sighed sadly, “I had to fend for myself after that. It was hard being on my own, but I found people who helped. I’ve made a home for myself and picked up a few pack members along the way…” 

"Sounds tough…" Hongjoong sighed. 

 "Having the rest of the pack has been helpful, as we're social creatures by nature, but it's really strange... my wolf has never reacted to anyone like it has reacted to you.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’ve always protected them, but I’ve never had the urge to try to be in physical contact at all times. With my pack, it’s like a family… a parent and child or like brothers. It's never caused this… this… this longing in my chest. You’re different. There’s a crushing ache every time you push me away.” He frowned. He was obviously confused and distressed. "It… hurts." He grabbed his chest, bunching up his shirt.

“I … this is too much to take in at once… I don’t know what to say.” Hongjoong started to walk backwards, away from Yunho.

“Just… please… You don’t have to say anything… Please don’t leave...” He said in a tiny voice, trying to reach for the smaller man.

“I’m the alpha, I can’t go anywhere can I?” Hongjoong looked sad, “Just give me a bit of space. I need to think.” Yunho nodded as if he was unsure if he should let him walk away. 

Hongjoong got dressed and stepped out of the frat house. He toyed with the idea of calling Yeosang, but then they would know that he didn’t really move out voluntarily.

He walked around the block, then walked behind the house a few meters into the forest. He climbed a tree and thought for a bit. 

He leaned against the trunk of the tree and straddled the largest branch. His eyelids grew heavy and the smell of the forest was unusually comforting to him. 

He opened his eyes and his hands were tied to the posts of the bed he shared with Yunho. His clothes were missing and he thought that he wasn’t that heavy of a sleeper, but that morning proved otherwise. Regardless, he was terribly confused. 

“What?” Was all Hongjoong managed to get out of his mouth before Wooyoung climbed over him and kissed him as sweetly as he had earlier that day. His eyes fluttered shut momentarily. 

They shot back open when he felt a tongue, (that certainly wasn’t Wooyoung's) drawing designs on his inner thigh. He felt another tongue start to copy the first and Wooyoung was in the way so he couldn’t see who it was.

Before he knew what was happening, he had been flipped face down into the mattress. The restraints tying him to the bed were long enough not to cut off the circulation in his hands, but not long enough to allow him to fully lay on the bed. 

The tongues had returned. They were leaving cool trails up and down the backs and insides of his thighs. They were starting to leave marks and bites and Hongjoong started moaning with his mouth open, releasing little ah noises as his eyes scrunched shut. 

Out of the corner of his eye he could see Yunho with a lascivious smirk on his face watching intently as lips and teeth latched onto the alpha’s skin. 

The one on the right had to be Seonghwa. He shouted in surprise when he felt fangs scrape along the length of his thigh followed by soft kittenish licks.

Whoever was back there spread Hongjoong’s legs and they pulled at the globes of flesh to expose the tight ring of muscles. The person on the right swiped his tongue across the opening and the one on the left copied him. They made increasingly shorter but firmer passes until Hongjoong shouted and tossed his head back as far as he could when the one on the right finally breached the ring of muscles and the other copied. faster and faster until he had loosened enough for them to stab their tongues farther in. 

Hongjoong nearly hyperventilated as he came with barely a noise as the two simultaneously  pressed into him. It felt as if their tongues were fighting each other inside of him. 

The tongues were rapidly replaced by slick fingers and Hongjoong came again almost instantly. His hips bucked unsteadily before he realised he was falling.

Instinctively he landed on his feet, but he heard something in his ankle snap. It took him a moment to realise he had been dreaming before he limped back home.

Several hours after he left, Yunho lay awake, clutching the pillow Hongjoong had been using. He was trying to snuggle into his lover’s smell. It was nowhere near as good as the real thing.

“Can you hear him?” Seonghwa asked as he sat on the floor between Hongjoong’s legs to unwrap the bandages on his arms and check on the alpha’s swollen ankle.

“What?” He hissed when the eldest put ice on his leg.

“I can hear him sniffling. I’ve never seen him so attached to anything or anyone. He’s always been afraid to be close to others and I think he thinks you’ll leave him.” The lithe man said, “I don’t think he’s ever sat with anyone through their first change. You must have made quite an impression on him.”

“I think he just feels guilty for turning me. He told me that it was his wolf that made him do it,” he said almost bitterly.

“No shit?” 

Hongjoong nodded.

“He did seem preoccupied that day… like he smelled something he needed.” Wooyoung said as he came out of the kitchen with a glass of milk in his hand. “He was actually on the hunt. You didn’t put up much of a fight… I guess that’s what you’re doing now.”

“He said something about me being his other.” Hongjoong felt the wound in his leg start to knit together. It was an unusual sensation.

“Explains why he’s so attached…” Seonghwa mused. The other two looked surprised.

“So… What do you think I should do?” Hongjoong asked.

“I think you should try giving him a chance.” Mingi said as he sat on the opposite end of the couch, still not entirely comfortable around Hongjoong. “You’ve put up enough of a fight.”.

“Don’t you guys sleep?” Hongjoong asked.

“We think about it on occasion.” Seonghwa quipped. "College students." He said, pointing at himself.

Hongjoong got up and hobbled to the bedroom door, “See you guys in the morning.” Hongjoong said quietly.

Hongjoong opened the bedroom door and his heart almost broke when he saw Yunho, wrapped around his pillow. He could smell the salt of the taller man’s tears and see his weak trembling. 

“Are you crying?” He asked softly after he closed the bedroom door.

Yunho shrugged and sniffled loudly. 

“You got snot all over my pillow.” Hongjoong said indignantly.

“You can use mine.” He said quietly. He smiled softly when he realised Hongjoong had called it his pillow.

Hongjoong sat on the bed next to Yunho and pulled the other man to sit too. “Hey, I only said I needed time to think. Why are you crying?”

“It’s always what people say before they leave.” Yunho pouted. Hongjoong wrapped his arms around the larger man.

“I’m still here.” He gently bonked Yunho on the forehead. “You know for a fact that I can’t go anywhere.” In an uncharacteristic show of affection, he rest his chin on Yunho’s shoulder. Yunho tilted his head to the side to rest on top of Hongjoong’s head.

“So… since we have to act like a couple, you think we can practise cuddling… or going on dates?” Yunho asked after a few moments of silence. “Or some more of that kissing thing? I like that one quite a bit.”

“Date?” Hongjoong made a pfft noise and scoffed while rolling his eyes rather dramatically. He looked away to hide his blush.

“No?” Yunho pouted.

“Get some sleep,” He chuckled, “We have early classes tomorrow. I’m not going to get any sleep with the rest of the pack on the couch making all that noise so I’ll sleep on the bed with you.” He said before yawning and crawling under the blankets in Yunho’s spot like he’d been doing it for ages. In all honesty, it was a million times nicer than the couch.

Yunho climbed under the covers behind Hongjoong and wrapped an arm around him, burying his face in the back of the alpha’s neck. That night, Joong decided to sleep as well. Yunho had the best night's sleep he had ever had.

Chapter Text

The pack had realised that the alpha could take care of himself and so as not to strain the relationship between Hongjoong and his friends, decided to give him a bit of space. Or so Yunho had said.

“How’s your boyfriend?” Jongho asked, he sounded less curious and more suspicious. "And what happened to your foot?" Hongjoong's foot still had a splint and wrappings around it from the night before. Seonghwa had insisted… just in case it wasn't fully healed.

Yeosang stared at his foot in concern. How long had it been like that and how had he not noticed?

 “He's Fine, why do you ask?” Hongjoong replied quickly, not mentioning the fact that he broke his ankle falling out of a tree (and didn't tell his friends) and now it just felt like a sprain.

“I haven’t seen or heard about him today. Trouble in paradise?” San asked.

“No, we just... decided that he had been getting too clingy and taking things faster than I was comfortable with, so I told him we had to step back and slow down.” Hongjoong explained.

“You devious fuck.” San said with a wide grin. “You just want to be taken out on dates.”

Hongjoong got a text message.

“The boy wants attention. I’ll talk to you later.” He said as he picked up his garbage with a smirk and an unsteady limp. His friends knew him too well sometimes.

When Yunho mentioned going on dates, despite his knee jerk reaction of ‘werewolves are terrible creatures’, he was actually excited. They watched as he hobbled away before looking at each other with nearly identical expressions of concern.

“I think it’s nice how his frat mates are giving him space and all, but should he go running whenever they call?” Jongho asked.

“Well, maybe this is how his frat works? He has always been really caring and a people pleaser.” Yeosang reasoned.

“Yeah, but not to this extent. What do you think they’re holding over him?”  San asked. Everyone shrugged.

“What other reason do you think he’d have to change this drastically?” Jongho asked

“I one time read about how vampires have this… hold over their ghouls and they have to do whatever they’re told and if their vampire masters are pleased with them they’ll turn their little pets into vampires to keep them with them forever.” San explained, wide eyed.

“You’re an idiot.” Jongho said.

“What? Why?” 

“Your stupid occult books are in the fiction section for a reason.” Yeosang rolled his eyes.

“Yeah, they don’t want people knowing the truth. Just watch them. You’ll see. Hongjoong is in danger. They’re going to turn him Into a vampire.” San insisted.

Yeosang stared at San for a moment and thought hard. “It wouldn’t hurt to watch them. Maybe write down anything out of the ordinary they do. Especially when Hongjoong is involved.”

Jongho looked at Yeosang as if he was insane for going along with San's whackjob idea.

For the next week, they wrote things down and finally they sat down on their couch to put their notes together as they surreptitiously kept an eye on their friend. 

“Ok, Sannie, what do you have?” Yeosang asked.

“Yunho spends a large amount of time chewing on Hongjoong’s neck. Hongjoong doesn't always look happy about it. You know that strained smile he gets when he’s pretending to like something but he’s only doing it to be polite”

 “Yeah.”

“That face… He uses that one a lot around Yunho. They don’t hold hands much either.”

“I’ve noticed that even though they come out during the day, they tend to stay in the shade. I think Seonghwa was sparkling…”

Earlier

Seonghwa desperately tried to shake the glitter out of his hair. “Goddammit Mingi! A fucking glitter bomb? Really? How fucking old are you?” He shook his head violently, trying to dislodge the sparkles from his head.

Back to the others

“Vampires don’t fucking sparkle.” Jongho grumbled.

“Jongho… What do you have?” Yeosang picked up the paper, “This is fucking stupid… Why are we even trying to break up Hongjoong and Yunho? This is the happiest I’ve seen him in a while despite the forced smiles,” He read out loud in monotone.

Jongho crossed his arms.

“It’s for his safety.” Yeosang said, “We need to see if they’re hurting him or forcing him to do stuff he doesn’t want to or something, regardless of their-” He sighed deeply, rolling his eyes at San, “Possible supernatural leanings.”

Hongjoong on the other hand, reflecting on his many, varied relationships, he had never been taken out on dates much. A small part of him (very small and very far back in the recesses of his mind) was over the moon.

Hongjoong's friends decided to go to the frat house and try to bring him home. Jongho begrudgingly trailed behind, if there was even the smallest chance their friend was in trouble he’d try to help.

San walked into the living room. He had a bag over his shoulder. He opened it and started to pull various items out. He started with the rather innocuous objects like a water bottle and garlic then moved onto things like a wooden stake.

Hongjoong looked at the pile of things in confusion. “What’s all this?” 

“We’re going to take you home. Even if we have to kill every single last vampire.”

 “Vampire? What are you babbling about?” Hongjoong asked.

“Sannie! I thought we were going to do an intervention type thing. At the very worst a snatch n grab!” Yeosang hissed in a mild panic. “This is not the time to do something that might get us arrested!”

“Seriously, what are you guys talking about?” Hongjoong demanded slightly louder.

Yunho walked in, “Something wrong... babe?” He asked.

“Sannie thinks you’re a vampire…” Yunho shrugged. “You can’t be serious. Yunho isn’t a vampire. He’s a fucking werewolf.” Hongjoong covered his mouth like he did something wrong before looking at Yunho who looked back at him incredulously then put his face in his hand.

San dug through the bag and pulled something out. It was a hunting kit that Hongjoong thought he lost when he had moved from the dorm. 

He ran at Yunho with a silver knife in his hand but before anybody knew it, Joong moved with inhuman speed to block Yunho from San and push the shrieking man away from his lover. 

“Fuck!” San shouted as he sat heavily on the floor and clutched his bleeding arm. 

“Y-you saved me… Wait, you saved me?” Yunho sounded happy yet confused. 

Hongjoong crouched to the floor clutching his heavily bleeding arm as he rocked back and forth in immense pain. He made a small, keening noise that only Yunho could hear.

“Shit! Silver!” Yunho said before grabbing Hongjoong’s arm. He sucked out the blood like it was snake venom and spat it out until the black blood ran red again and the wound started to heal on its own. 

Hongjoong noticed San clutching his own arm and he looked at his now clawed hand with blood under the nails before rushing to his friend’s side. 

“Sannie… move your hand. Let me see.” Without looking up, Hongjoong said, “Yunho, get Seonghwa.”

The blond rushed out of the room and Hongjoong stared in disbelief at the three cuts on his friend’s arm that were bubbling blood.

“Why did you do that, Sannie? Where did you even find that fucking thing?” Hongjoong asked sadly as he put pressure on the cuts to try and slow the bleeding then bent to start licking them clean. Yeosang and Jongho looked at them strangely, but San just sat there as if it were perfectly normal.

“Originally I thought he was a vampire, but when you said he was a werewolf ...I guess I improvised.” He said sheepishly.

“Why did you think he was a vampire?” Hongjoong asked while pressing on the wound to staunch the blood flow.

“He… your neck… he likes biting it… a lot. and you don't ever look happy about that… we thought he was forcing you to -”

Seonghwa came in and pushed Hongjoong aside. “Wonderful… another mouth to feed.” Seonghwa grumbled.

“What?” Hongjoong asked.

“You made a new pup and his first moon should start tonight.”

“Fuck… It’s tonight? Which way to the room you had me in?” Hongjoong picked up his friend who barely struggled in his grip and followed the eldest. Hongjoong hissed in pain whenever San brushed against the cut on his arm.

The other two wordlessly followed.

“What’s going on?” Yeosang asked when the steel door clanged shut behind Hongjoong and San.

“Watch,” Yunho said cryptically.

Hongjoong sat in the cell with his friend in his arms. “I’m sorry, Sannie, I never wanted this to happen. I’m so, so sorry. I wanted to protect you guys from all of this.” He started to cry and rocked his friend who started scratching his itchy skin. 

Hongjoong clutched San to his chest and kept whispering apologies.

“Why is he apolo-“ Jongho stopped speaking when San's screams ripped through the lower level of the frat house.”

There was a lull in the screaming and they heard Hongjoong begging for forgiveness.

The screams escalated again and eventually turned into growls. Hongjoong started to join his screams a few minutes later only to stop at the same time and leave an eerie silence.

The two men looked at each other with wide, pain filled eyes as the silence was broken by the sound of their bones snapping and reforming. They eventually stood in their chronos forms and stared at each other for a moment.

San's lip raised in a snarl.

“Careful, Joong. You have to show him where he belongs in the pack.” Yunho shouted.

San snarled and crouched ready to pounce at his friend when he was stopped by Joong’s growl and a small wave of energy.

“Do you feel that?” Jongho asked Yeosang as they watched wide eyed through the slot in the door.

“I taste that.” He replied. Yunho chuckled. 

San sat on the ground and waited for Joong to punish him for challenging his authority. He knew he was outclassed. Joong sat next to him and licked the side of his face. He rubbed his nose against the slightly larger wolf’s neck and nipped at his ears. San leaned into the alpha’s touch.

Joong made a snuffling noise and dropped to his hands and knees. He started to breathe hard and San turned toward the metal door. He started to whimper and claw at the metal as if asking for assistance.

“Shit!” Yunho said before he opened the door and ran in.

“Wait! It’s not s-“ Yeosang’s words were stopped when Yunho changed forms in a blink. 

“He can change as easily as breathing.” Seonghwa explained.

“What’s going on? Why did Yunho freak out?” Yeosang asked. Seonghwa looked like he was unsure too and was about to try to explain his theory but was stopped by the sound of more bones cracking, a low resonating howl from the alpha, San whimpering in sympathetic pain and Yunho trying to comfort his lover.

His bones snapped and contorted into a more doglike form and finally the largest wolf any of them had ever seen lay on the ground whimpering in pain, twitching. 

Everyone who could, turned full wolf and approached their alpha trying to comfort him. On instinct, Jongho followed them into the cell as well.

The wolves weren’t sure what to make of the brave human. He sat on the floor and cradled Joong’s head in his lap. He tried rubbing behind his friend’s ears. Joong’s eyes closed and he relaxed. 

Yeosang on the other hand, sat on the floor just inside the cell door with his hand over his mouth in shock at what he’d just seen. Two of his best friends were now werewolves. “Jongho? Is this just a really fucked up dream, or did that just happen?”

“That just happened.” His younger friend said while looking at their transformed friends.

San got up, sauntered over to Yeosang and unceremoniously dropped his head in his lap. Yeosang stared down for a few moments before scratching at San's snout. He was rewarded with a happy snuffle from the large creature.

Chapter Text

None of them went to school. Jongho and Yeosang spent the night in the frat house and when they woke up, the smell of pancakes hit them.

Hongjoong was… cooking. Yeosang ran to help and Jongho lingered by one of the kitchen doors. “Are you ok? It sounded painful.” Yeosang asked quietly. “Never been a wolf before, though. I think it’s painful. Is it painful?” 

“I’m fine. It’s like everything… resets once the moon sets.” He said, ignoring that his friend was rambling.

“You guys are going to have to live here too.” Yunho said (previously unnoticed) from the kitchen table as he was about to take a sip of coffee from his coffee mug.

Yeosang jumped three feet in the air with a surprised yelp, coincidentally flipping the pancake in the pan he was holding.

“Nice air.” Yunho said with a chuckle.

“You’re not going to bite them are you?” Hongjoong asked.

“That’s not up to me, but it will keep them safer in the off chance someone smells us on them. Don’t forget, you’re alpha. All the decisions fall to you.”

“But you’re supposed to help me,” Hongjoong pouted. “That’s why I let you live.” he playfully beat against Yunho's shoulder with the sides of his loosely curled fists.

“I am, that’s why I suggested they live here. There’s plenty of room and I can only give you my opinion.” Yunho mocked his whine.

“Wait…” Jongho held up his hand. “What does he mean you’re alpha?” 

“It means I’m in charge. They all do what I tell them.”

“How are you in charge? You’ve only just started living with them.”

“You saw how Sannie submitted to me when he changed?” They nodded. “Yunho used to be alpha. I didn’t submit…” he looked at the blond and in a sing song voice said “I kicked his ass~”

“You don’t have to rub it in.” The tall man's lower lip stuck out.

“I don’t need to rub it in.” Something in his voice seemed different, ”We both know who’s in charge don’t we, love?” He winked a suddenly blue eye. Yunho blushed and concentrated on his coffee.

Hongjoong coughed awkwardly. “Not sure I'll ever get used to Joong suddenly popping up like that.”

Jongho looked at his friend with his mouth open wide. His eyes were flickering between disbelief and a look of shock.

“You saw him turn into a giant wolf but you don’t believe that Joong tops?” Yunho asked.

“Hey, where did you guys put Sannie?” Yeosang to the rescue: preventing another awkward situation from getting out of hand.

“Yunho, can you show him?” Hongjoong asked as he took over the cooking again. Yunho led him up the steps by the kitchen door and down the hall.

“He might still be sleeping.” Yunho said as he opened the door. San was sitting up, staring at his hands. 

“Can I talk to him privately?” Yeosang asked Yunho.

“I’ll be in the kitchen if you need anything.” Yunho said before closing the door.

He leaned against the wall in the hallway, he could smell the attraction between those two the instant their eyes contacted and it made his heart hurt. He was certain that Hongjoong could never feel that way about him and he took a moment to collect himself so he wouldn’t just fall apart when he walked into the kitchen. 

Yunho stopped at the top of the stairs by the kitchen when he heard the alpha talking to his friend.

“Even though you’ve been forcing all of those smiles, I can tell you haven't been this content since you let Yeo go.” Jongho's voice was soft as he pointed out what he thought was obvious.

Hongjoong released a single, bitter chuckle.

“They really needed to see their feelings for each other. They’d never be able to do that with me in the way.” He heard Hongjoong say sadly.

Yunho sighed softly as he sat on the steps and continued to listen in.

“But why are you putting up such a fight with Yunho? His feelings are genuine and I can see a tiny bit of his heart breaking every time you treat him like that.”

“Like what?” 

“You have become a tiny bit nicer to him since he first dragged you here, but we can all see you’re fighting every urge to like him back. Why?”

Yunho’s full attention was on the answer.

“I… I figured that somehow I was better than him… That I wasn't a monster like he is…”

“But?”

“I feel like I'm the monster. I'm no better than any other wolf, and he’s been nothing but nice and gives and gives and…” He paused to sniffle away the beginnings of some tears, he was silent for a moment then sniffled again, “And our conversation is being listened to.” Yunho decided that he’d walk into the kitchen now. Hearing some of the other pack members shuffle quietly away from the kitchen hall.

Hongjoong was still cooking breakfast. He took longer than Wooyoung would have. Granted, he had made enough for a small army. They certainly ate like one after the moon. 

Yunho took the chance and wrapped his arms around the alpha’s waist while resting his chin on the smaller man’s shoulder. The alpha said nothing, but put a torn off piece of bacon to the tall man’s lips. 

He ate it with a sharp toothed grin and a quick peck on the cheek.

He let out a small chuckle when Mingi slunk next to them and made an ‘ah ah’ noise.

“You’re a full grown man, Mingi. Use your words.”

“Gimmie gimmie!” He said pointing at his mouth.

“Go sit at the table, breakfast is almost ready.” Hongjoong said. 

“Aww…” He pouted, but did as he was told. The rest of the pack was already sitting and waiting. Yunho and Hongjoong brought out several plates of food and they sat together at the head of the table. Mingi's plate had a surprise piece of bacon on it.

“Hey look! It’s our first meal together!” Hongjoong smiled. “Actually San and Yeosang might not be joining us… ” He set aside two plates of food for them and brought them to the kitchen.

They all stared at him when he sat down, hunger evident in their eyes.

“Why aren't’ you guys eating?” Hongjoong was confused.

“The alpha has to eat first.” Yunho reminded him. Hongjoong bit down on a piece of sausage. The effect was instantaneous. The food was almost gone in the blink of an eye and one of the serving plates spun with the speed it was emptied. 

Yunho kept trying to feed the alpha. “Cut that shit out. Eat your breakfast.” Hongjoong said before seeing the momentary frown on Yunho’ face. Hongjoong fed the blond a forkful of hash browns. Yunho ate them with a massive grin before nuzzling behind the alpha’s ear.

 “Tastes better when I eat it like this,” Yunho said quietly, sending shivers down Hongjoong's spine.

Meanwhile

“Hey…” San mumbled. 

“You remember what happened?” Yeosang sat on the bed.

“I liked it when you scratched my nose.” Was San's only reply.

“Are you ok?” 

“Told you my books weren’t bullshit.” San smirked and after a moment said, “I’m a fucking werewolf! How cool is that?” he said excitedly.

“I guess it’s cool… For you it’s definitely cool.” He smiled nervously. It was rare he was ever alone with San. When he was, Yeosang was always awkward and nervous around him. He hated it because at times like this, he just wanted to hold the other man. He hadn’t thought far enough ahead in his little fantasy to figure out who would hold whom and insist that everything would be fine in the end but he knew it was just a fantasy and San just thought of him as a friend.

San sniffed the air for a moment before lunging at Yeosang and pressing their lips together. Yeosang froze with his eyes open wide. His heart was beating a million miles faster than it was when he first sat on the bed.

San took his inaction as a rejection until Yeosang grabbed his shoulders to keep him from moving away and his brain caught up with what was going on. Yeosang’s lips started to move with San's and tongues soon became involved.  

San pressed Yeosang to the mattress and nestled himself between the older man’s legs, never breaking their kiss. 

Yeosang wrapped his arms around San to try and pull him closer. He ran his hands up and down his back and San finally broke the kiss to gasp when Yeosang’s hands gravitated toward his ass and squeezed hard. 

San moaned quietly when Yeosang rolled their hips together. San moved with him, but had his forehead pressed firmly against the other man’s collarbone.

“Had no idea you felt like this about me.” Yeosang panted as he rolled his hips especially hard.

“Less talk…” San managed to growl. “More- oh god, Yeo-”

Yeosang only hummed back in agreement before seeking the younger man’s lips again. 

San nibbled on Yeosang’s lower lip while whimpering softly with every rock of their hips. Yeosang’s fingers dug into the skin of San's lower back. “Hyung… gonna come.”

“Do it.” he gasped. 

San's hips started to stutter before he slammed them forward especially hard. 

“Fuck” Yeosang squeaked. They came at almost the same time and rolled their hips to prolong the sensation. San peppered Yeosang’s face with tiny kisses. “Oh god, Sannie… that was-” he looked up at his lover, “you make the most amazing face when you come… what made you kiss me?”

“It was like... instinct… it just felt… right…” he said, obviously lacking the ability to describe what it was. Yeosang pulled him in for a hug, softly nuzzling his ear. “I’ve wanted to for so long.”

“I want to get you to make that face for me again and again… if you’ll let me.” Yeosang whispered. San moaned so quietly that if his ear wasn’t there, the elder wouldn’t have heard it. “That a yes?” San nodded rapidly.

They sat up a few moments later, their breathing was once again normal and they looked at each other grimly. “We don’t have any spare clothes” San frowned. 

Yeosang got up and waddled to the door awkwardly. He stuck his head out and shouted, “Hongjoong… a little help.”

Hongjoong came running up, “what’s wro-“ he covered his nose, “congratulations?”

“Yeah… thanks” Yeosang scratched his head nervously, “could San and I borrow a couple pairs of your sweats?”

“Not if you’re gonna do …that in them.” He looked mildly uncomfortable.

“We won’t. but this is all we have until we have everything moved in and we can wear our own clothes.”

“What do you mean we’re moving in?” San asked.

“It’s to keep Jongho and Yeosang safe.” Hongjoong said. San nodded, instinctively obedient to his alpha.

San stood behind Yeosang and wrapped his arms around him before nibbling on his neck just behind his ear. 

“Ah ah ah watch the teeth, Sannie. Yeosang got to see how traumatic the change is, ask him before you make him one of us.” Hongjoong chided. San instantly pulled away as if he’d been burnt.

“You can change someone with a bite too?” San asked.

“Well… that’ll severely limit our sex life.” Yeosang mumbled with a pout. 

“Just make sure you don’t break the skin… and don’t lose yourself,” Hongjoong pulled his shirt aside to show his two friends the raised and slightly discoloured scar on his shoulder where Yunho bit him. “Depending how close to the moon we are, he could either bleed out or survive and hold it over you for as long as he can.”

Yeosang shrugged. “And you know I’d hold it over you.” He smirked at San, “you’d be my bitch forever.” The statuesque man was disturbingly good at being intimidating.

Strangely enough, San was immune. He turned Yeosang and pulled their hips together before burying his nose in the crook of the smaller man’s neck, never letting go of the slim waist. “I would gladly be your bitch.” His words tickled Yeosang’s skin and he giggled slightly.

“I’ll grab those sweats for you… go get… that out of your system.” He wrinkled his nose at them. He was certain that now they realized their feelings for each other, they’d never stop fucking unless it was absolutely necessary. 

He was proved correct a few minutes later when he reopened the door to San's new room and got to see a very clear view of Yeosang with three fingers inside of San, spreading him open. the younger man was moaning “It’s fucking fine. Just fuck me raw.” Hongjoong swallowed hard and actually had to shake off the urge to join them.

“That was one of the kinks that didn’t coincide between us.” Hongjoong said, doing a good job at looking completely unfazed, as he continued to watch the younger man fuck himself on Yeosang’s fingers.

 Yeosang froze and turned to Hongjoong. It took a moment for the look of surprise to wear off before he smirked at the alpha. “oh is it?” 

“Yeah, let him suck your cock and that will be more than enough for him to be happy when you pound into him.” he put the pants down and turned to leave. “He’ll be easy enough to figure out. And don’t forget to ask him about his toy collection” he said just before he left. 

Yeosang looked down at San before they both started snickering. “He got turned on by that.” He giggled. 

“God he smelled so fucking … delicious? … I could totally eat him ou- er up”

“I wouldn't mind watching that…” Yeosang bit his lip and his eyes darkened momentarily at the thought before snapping out of his reverie 

“He was definitely horny. How could you tell?”

“You didn’t see the tent he was pitching before he left?” Yeosang asked.

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Joong had dragged a surprised Yunho by the collar of his shirt to their bedroom with a small snarl. “What made you so horny?” Yunho asked.

Joong started undoing his own pants. They weren’t even half way down his thighs when he had his hand fisted in Yunho’s hair and forced him to his knees. Yunho looked up at him curiously before snaking out his tongue and licking the head free of precome, paying special attention to the slit. 

The tall man brought his hands up the back of Joong’s thighs and grabbed the curve of his ass tight enough to bruise. He walked his fingers closer together, occasionally tracing the ring of muscles gently, but never added enough pressure to push in. 

Joong looked down and his eyes rolled back when Yunho very slowly sucked the entire length past those sinful lips. “mm, Yun...” Joong sighed, letting the tall man set the pace. “You’re so good,” he caressed the side of the blond’s face. Yunho turned toward the touch and he could feel his cock through the man’s cheek. “I think you deserve a reward, that’s how good you are…” the alpha sighed as his eyes flashed a brighter blue. Yunho sucked a little harder making Joong purr.

There was a slight red glint to Yunho’s eyes and he locked gazes with the brunet. Joong wouldn’t be able to say what Yunho did, but he did something before dragging his teeth up his shaft. One good suck and Joong snarled his name as he came. Yunho continued sucking until Joong had to pull him away because he was too sensitive.

He pulled Yunho up by the hair he had yet to let go of. He licked the leftover come off of Yunho’ face before kissing him hard. “Now, what would you like as a reward?” Joong hummed.

“Can I have anything?”

“Within reason.”

“Go get the lube.” He said as he started stripping himself of his clothing.

There was a loveseat in the corner of their room. Hongjoong had hardly noticed it before. They had been throwing their clothes on top of it for a while. 

By the time Hongjoong had returned to the now naked man, it was apparent by the colour of his eyes that Joong had left control to his host again. He was still riding the high of his orgasm and didn’t feel the urge to fight against Yunho with anything he wanted to do at the moment. “Since when have we had a big comfy chair in here?” Hongjoong asked.

“Since before you moved in.” Yunho shrugged, pushing the clothes off of it and sitting down. He motioned for Hongjoong to come closer and he pulled the smaller man to him for a kiss. It was soft and lingering and Yunho had him just off balance enough to pull him into his lap.

Hongjoong was still wearing his button up shirt. Yunho made the smaller man put his legs on each of the armrests and very slowly started unbuttoning Hongjoong's shirt. For every button he opened, he would take his time with open mouthed kisses and tiny licks. When it was too low to reach, he would stroke the soft skin of his stomach, and roll a nipple gently in his teeth. By the time the shirt was undone, Hongjoong was completely hard and the position he was in didn’t allow for him to rut against his taller lover. 

He tried to shrug out of the shirt that was now hanging open, but received a soft pat to his ass. “leave it on.” Yunho whispered before pulling him in for a kiss with it.

Yunho grabbed the lube and then kissed the brunet so sweetly that the harshness in which Yunho pressed three fingers into him caught him completely by surprise.

“Too much?” Yunho asked, never slowing his hand down. Hongjoong shook his head and leaned so his chest pressed against Yunho’s. The blond leaned his head to lick at the salty skin of Hongjoong's neck. “Does it feel good?”

“Mm… So fucking good.” He gasped when Yunho crooked his fingers and pressed into the nerves he seemed to know the exact location of.

“What I want to know is, what got you so worked up in the first place?” he asked quietly into Hongjoong’s ear. The rumbling of his voice was making him harder than he already was. If that was possible.

Hongjoong moaned lewdly but made a whimper of protest when Yunho stilled his fingers. “Answer me.” He crooked his fingers for a moment before pulling them out completely and looked at him expectantly.

“Please… Don’t stop… I’ll tell you.” He pleaded. Yunho teased his entrance with one finger. 

“Go on…” he barely dipped a finger past the ring of muscles.

“I walked in … oh god… more… please Yunho…” he whimpered, “I walked in on Yeosang… nnh yeah…” he purred as Yunho pushed one finger in all the way to the knuckle. 

“What was he doing?” Yunho pushed in rather hard without pulling his finger out beforehand just so it would drive his finger deeper.

“He was… please more… he was finger fucking Sannie…” Yunho put another finger in.

“Was that it?” Hongjoong shook his head.

“San was… uhn… trying to convince Yeosang to fuck him dry…” Yunho had four fingers inside, spreading him open. “Left after that.”

“I bet the noises he made weren’t half as nice as the ones you make for me.” Yunho growled into the other man’s ear. To prove his point he pushed his fingers in harder and pressed against Hongjoong's prostate, making the alpha cry out and clutch at Yunho's shoulders.

Yunho watched with a smirk as he made Hongjoong writhe on his fingers. Hongjoong gasped, facing the ceiling, his eyes rolling back as he uttered little, desperate noises.

Yunho kissed the brunet and handed a small bottle to him, looking at him expectantly.

Hongjoong ran his finger through the slit on Yunho’ cock and sucked the precome off with a small moan of delight. He drizzled the cold liquid down the side, making the tall man hiss. He stroked Yunho twice before spreading his legs a little farther on the armrests and lowering himself just enough to push the head of the larger man’s cock just past the muscles. 

 “I love how fucking flexible you've gotten.” Yunho breathed out barely loud enough for Hongjoong to hear.

Yunho spread Hongjoong’s ass cheeks and held him so he couldn’t lower himself down any more.

He then guided the brunet’s hips into a back and forth rocking motion. Yunho could see that the other man wanted more. Yunho was having fun teasing. Once he had Hongjoong rocking his hips at a reasonable pace and was sure the other man would keep rocking, he thrust up as hard as he could and kept pounding into him. Once Hongjoong stopped moving, Yunho brought the other man off of the arm rests so their hips would meet.

He snapped his hips up so hard that Hongjoong kept bouncing and his teeth rattled.

Hongjoong almost fell backwards when Yunho abruptly stopped. “wha?”

“I saw a perfect patch of skin that I want to taste.” Hongjoong kept rolling his hips hoping to feel the spark he loved so much. Yunho pulled him close by the shirt but pushed it off of the small man’s shoulder. He pressed their chests together so hard before he buried his face in Hongjoong’s shoulder and proceeded to lick and suck and nibble at the tan skin.

Once again Yunho pushed him so his hips rocked to a regular rhythm again as he licked and tasted the same patch of skin over and over.

“Up.” Yunho tapped Hongjoong on the ass. The smaller man climbed off but squeaked when Yunho picked him up and put his knees on one arm rest. He felt so exposed with his ass in the air like this. He was also wondering where Yunho went until he reappeared in front of him positioning a long mirror they just bought toward him.

“What?” Hongjoong asked.

“I wanted to see your face, maybe even watch you jerk yourself off.” He shrugged before positioning the alpha so his hands were on the cushion and his knees were on the armrest.  His legs were spread awkwardly but Yunho was enjoying the view immensely. 

At this angle, he could see everything. The way his cheeks were ruddy and Hongjoong’s breathing was ragged and uneven. The way his cock hung heavy between his legs, dripping and begging to be touched. He hoped Hongjoong could see everything too.

He bent over to lick a stripe from the leaking head of Hongjoong’s cock, down the underside, sucking on the soft sac and licking up to and around the trembling entrance that tried to clench at anything that touched it. Hongjoong was having a hard time holding himself up as Yunho made purposefully loud licking and sucking noises, tasting the strawberry flavour of the lube and watching the other man’s face in the mirror out of the corner of his eye.

Hongjoong dropped his head and closed his eyes. They shot open when Yunho bit his left ass cheek.

“Keep your eyes open. I want to see your eyes.” He pressed his tongue in, Hongjoong made what sounded like an exaggerated moan… he didn’t mean to make that noise but he couldn’t stop. 

“You’re gonna make me come just like this- uhn AH why don’t you fuck me already?” Hongjoong went back to making that noise but continued to watch Yunho in the mirror.

“I’m trying to calm down a little. I don’t want this to be over so quickly.” He turned his head and sucked hard on the skin just to the right of where he had been. It blossomed into a dark reddish purple. 

“Please Yunho.” He moaned loudly when Yunho added a finger “I need you.”

“What do you need from me?” He asked as he continued to lick the last of the strawberry flavour from his skin. 

“I need you to fuck me right now. Bury your cock in my ass and pound into me so hard we ruin your couch.

“Where’d the lube go?” He looked around.

“Don’t fucking worry about it, you have enough. Just do it!” He sounded desperate.

Yunho licked his way up Hongjoong’s spine. He could feel every ridge of bone and his lover’s heartbeat on his way up before grabbing Hongjoong by the cock with one hand and pointing the smaller man’s face at the mirror with the other.

“Look at how wanton you are.” He made eye contact with Hongjoong through the mirror. His pupils were blown, his cheeks were flushed, his lower lip was red from biting it to keep the noise down and Yunho never thought that Hongjoong could look more beautiful. 

His breath caught for a moment before he began to speak, “You’re being a desperate little slut, begging for my cock like this.” He whispered into Hongjoong’s ear as if it was a secret between the two of them. “Oh…” He pressed his chest against the brunet’s back. “You’re shaking so hard.” He squeezed the cock in his hand softly making Hongjoong almost close his eyes as he cried out. “You really want it that much?” 

Yunho rolled his hips so his cock would rub between the two globes of flesh. If he angled it correctly, he could push in without using his hand to position himself at the alpha’s entrance, but where was the fun in that?  He rocked his hips a few times and the head of his cock would dip in far enough for the muscles to squeeze at him and try to suck him in, but he’d pull away before anything happened.

“Please…” Hongjoong whimpered, sounding on the edge of tears.

“My hands are full,” Yunho teased. “You’ll either have to promise to keep your head up and watch us, or you’ll have to put my cock in you.

“I promise… j- just please…I need you… fuck me hard… break me...” 

Yunho watched the other man as he sank into the pliant flesh. “Don’t touch anything, just hold yourself up.” He ordered as he let go of the brunet’s cock to spread Hongjoong open as he pulled away.

“Is this what you wanted?” He only had the head in and was rocking back and forth. 

“More… I want more of you.” He breathed loudly, “Fuck me open. Hurry…”

“You’re so greedy, I love it” Yunho smirked and softly tapped Hongjoong on the ass playfully. He kept his eyes down where they were joined and his teeth pulled back in a snarl as he shoved all the way in. 

Hongjoong dug his fingernails into the material of the couch and sobbed. Yunho dug his claws into the supple flesh of Hongjoong’s upper thighs.

“Is this what you wanted, my little cock slut?” He purred into the alpha’s ear.

“Mm… fuck… yes… needed… it.” He arched, desperate to keep watching Yunho in the mirror. “Need your Dick.”

Yunho canted directly into his prostate almost the whole time. Hongjoong lost the ability to hold himself up and Yunho pulled Hongjoong’s hair so harshly that it forced his neck to snap back.

“I said watch us.” He growled at Hongjoong. The brunet’s face twisted because of the harsh treatment and he came with his mouth and eyes wide open. “Mm so fucking tight when you come.” He snapped his hips and his lover whined. “Where do you want me to come?” He asked, pausing his movements.

“Inside.” He panted, his skin was tingling and oversensitive. “Bury yourself- deep as you can- fucking come… It’ll feel so good.” he felt like he could barely string a whole sentence together.

Yunho snapped his hips a few more times before pulling Hongjoong closer and holding still so the brunet could feel it. 

“Like that?” Yunho managed to pant as his hips reflexively rocked and he fought against the motion. His hand pressed against Hongjoong's lower stomach, feeling his muscles twitch and quiver.

“Fuck” Hongjoong managed to breathe out as he nodded.

“You take me so well,” He kissed the back of Hongjoong’s neck, “I want to be inside of you forever”

 Hongjoong was about to answer but there was a knock on their bedroom door. Yunho pulled away with a groan and left a kiss on the smaller man’s left hip. He threw open the bedroom door, not caring that he was completely naked.

“This mean we’re ordering pizza for lunch?”

“Pizza sounds amazing.” Hongjoong shouted over his shoulder as he rushed toward the bathroom.