Thread by @YooniesPouts

#yoonmin Ex rapper Agust D left the entertainment business 5 yrs ago for his enlistment just returned, having chosen to spend an extra 3 years in the military. He's unaware of current popular idols & has no idea who Park Jimin is. That is until he sees the omegas performance on -

- TV, the flash of his collarbone and neck as he looks seductively at the camera. Yoongis canines ache, his eyes flashing without even knowing it. All he knows is that the omega is his.

He never expected to have a fated mate, let alone South Koreas sweetheart, omega Park Jimin

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a/b/o, alpha Yoongi, omega Jimin, idol Jimin, ex idol Yoongi, military service, buff Yoongi, first meetings, fated mates, love at first sight, pseudo heats/ruts, mating bites, anal sex, slick, knotting

#yoonmin #sujim #yoonminau #yoonminnsfw

This was originally gonna be short and sweet with fluff and awkwardness but thanks to @ginminie it's now smut cdnsjicfewsf go check out their art if you haven't already! It's all so pretty ;-; Their sketches of omega preggy mimi is one of my faves so far -

https://twitter.com/ginminie/status/1641189888388218882?s=20

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Yoongi stares at the empty and plain apartment surrounding him as he drops his duffle bag by the front door. The air is stagnant, like a window hasn’t been open in years - which it hasn’t. It’s been over 5 years since he was here. 5 years and he’s changed since then.

Gone is the cocky rapper who was always in the headlines for all the wrong reasons. Gone is the life of partying and fame - his mint green hair well known by everyone.

That’s not him anymore.

When he had first enlisted he had been bummed out, pissed off at having to leave such a life behind. But after his 18 months were up, he found that he didn’t want to go back. He grew up. He didn’t want to risk reverting to the douchebag that he knew he once was.

There was only one thing that made him leave after 5 years.

His inner wolf.

It was getting more and more restless. Yes, being in a pack like scenario in the military, being the alpha to younger recruits, was satisfying for him on a primal level. But he knew something was missing.

A mate.

It took Namjoon visiting him on one of his days off for Yoongi to realise what it was. The other alpha showing him the most recent pictures of Jin and their newest pup. That’s when it clicked.

Namjoon had just looked at him sadly, like he knew, and told him very bluntly that he won’t find a mate by hiding in the military for the rest of his life.

So now he’s back. Standing at his own front door and looking around at an apartment that doesn’t even feel like his own anymore.

Part of him wants to run, escape back to the life he’s been happy with for the past 5 years, but a stronger part of him - his inner alpha - knows he won’t be happy there anymore. So he takes a deep breath and enters fully into the room.

He spends the rest of the day going through everything he owns. Clothes, bedding, make-up, pictures, CD’s, posters - everything. Throwing away anything he doesn’t feel attached to anymore.

It turns out that most of his wardrobe doesn’t even fit anymore - his pre-military self being rather slim with more toning than actual muscle. He probably weighs a good 20 pounds more now - if not even more than that.

It’s something that would bother his past self, always trying to keep that idol look of being /too/ slim. But now it doesn’t phase him, he’s happy with the body he has developed through hard work in the past half-decade.

Sleeping in a bed that doesn’t smell like anything just makes him frustrated, his inner wolf unable to settle for longer than a couple of hours as he finds himself up at 5am the following day.

It seems that Namjoon is also already awake and in his studio - some things don’t ever change - and he ends up on the way to the younger alpha’s office.

The hybe employees don’t even recognise him, shock on their faces as he hands them his ID’s, apologetic stutters and bows from the younger staff members that Yoongi just grins at.

Something about being back in the building feels good, he wasn’t sure how he would feel at first but he’s glad it’s not bad.

He already received an offer from the company as soon as they were made aware of his return, them wanting him as a producer for their new idol groups. Yoongi is glad that they hadn’t mentioned anything about his own music.

He makes his way up to the studio, brows furrowing as he catches a slight hint of a sweet scent in the corridors. Someone must be eating a tangerine somewhere, he assumes.

As he enters the studio, he’s welcomed by Namjoon’s usual dimple-heavy smile.

“Heya hyung, I was just finishing up a track, you wanna hear?”

Yoongi just nods and automatically takes the headphones from the other, head nodding in time to the beat as the music starts. What he isn’t expecting, however, is the most heavenly voice to flood his ears.

His eyes grow wide as he feels his own heart beat pick up with each word the idol is singing. He guesses his scent must have changed somehow as Namjoon’s brow furrows, turning off the music before looking up at him.

“What’s wrong? You don’t like it?”

Yoongi shakes his head, not wanting his friend to take his reaction wrong.

“No! No Joon-ah, it’s not that - who’s the singer?”

“Oh, Jimin-ah, Park Jimin. I’m surprised you haven't heard of him before? He’s South Korea’s current sweetheart, stealing everyone's hearts. I worked with him on his most recent album that came out last week, he’s a delight to work with really.”

Park Jimin.

Somehow the name alone has Yoongi feeling some kind of way. He can’t describe it, it’s like his blood is rushing through him faster, his wolf feeling more and more restless.

What’s happening to him?

“Sorry Joon-ah, I’ve gotta go.”

He doesn’t even wait for a response before sprinting out of the building, leaving a rather confused and concerned alpha behind him. All Yoongi knows is that he needs to get out of there.

He doesn’t even remember getting home, his inner alpha needing to be away from others, his skin prickling and his nerves feeling like they’re on fire.

All he can focus on is the name ‘Park Jimin’ as it repeats over and over again in his head.

Park Jimin. Park Jimin. Park Jimin.

He grabs his laptop and finds himself typing in the name to the internet, seeing multiple news articles about the omega, how only today it’s been announced that his first debut single has reached number one on billboard.

Fuck that’s impressive.

But Yoongi makes the mistake of clicking on the article and being faced with an actual picture of the man.

Time stops around him as he just stares. Nothing else matters but the beauty on his screen, never before has Yoongi seen someone so beautiful, everything about him is just pure perfection.

But this picture.

Fuck.

He clicks on the link attached and finds a video of the performance. Oh how he had no idea it would be his undoing.

He watches almost entranced as the omega moves so fluidly, as if his body himself were made of music, each note passing through his muscles like he was born to dance.

He watches as the performance reaches the section that the picture was obviously taken from. The way the omegas collar bone is exposed, his tank top revealing the clean neck.

Yoongi feels as his canines start to itch, like a burning sensation, the need to bite so strong as an uncontrollable growl grows in his chest. It feels like he’s on fire, a thin layer of sweat coating his skin as his nostrils flare.

His mind is blank apart from the omega.

The words ‘Jimin’ and ‘mate’ repeating on loop like a mantra.

All he knows is that the omega is his.

Never in his life did he expect to have a fated mate, let alone the man on the screen in front of him. Such a perfect omega that the whole country loves.

Oh how fucked he is.

Yoongi feels like he can’t breathe. His lungs constricted as he panics, feeling out of control. He grabs his phone and calls the one person that he knows has experience with this.

“Yoongi-ya?” Jin’s confused tone comes through the speaker as he answers.

“H-hyung,” Yoongi feels breathless, like he can’t speak properly. Jin will know what to do, he was there when the elder realised that Namjoon was his fated mate - it’s how he met Joon in the first place. His hyung will be able to help.

“Yoongi-ya what’s wrong?” The elders tone instantly turns serious as he can hear Yoongi’s struggles over the phone.

“Hyung, I- I found my fated mate,” Yoongi breathes out.

“Fuck, hold on, where are you, are you home?” Yoongi nods before realising that Jin can’t see him and instead whispers out a meek ‘yes’. “Okay, hyung will be there in 5 minutes, try to take deep breaths for me okay?”

Jin crashes through his door just 4 minutes later, him and Joon only living a couple of buildings away. Yoongi can hear as the omega shouts out for him, racing into his bedroom as he follows the no-doubt strong coffee scent he’s giving off.

“Yoongi-ya, what happened, who is it?” The words tumble out of the elders mouth in a rush as he’s careful to keep his distance - the scent of another omega that isn’t his mate could turn Yoongi’s inner alpha aggressive.

Yoongi just turns the screen around, showing Jin the paused mv, Jimin’s sweet yet sultry look staring at the camera.

Jin just stares open-mouthed for a few seconds.

“Jiminie? Your fated mate is Jimin?!”

“You know him?” Yoongi croaks out, fighting his own instincts to growl at the idea of someone else knowing his omega before him. Jin just smiles knowingly.

“Of course I do, Joonie works with him, he’s the sweetest thing,” Jin smiles, eyes practically sparkling, “You know he’s a fan of yours right?”

Yoongi’s mouth turns into an O shape as Jin keeps talking.

“It’s actually you that inspired him to try rapping for his pre-release song, he was so determined, especially after we told him that we knew you. Even asked us if it would be possible to work with you one day, bless him.”

Yoongi’s mind is a mess. This man, this beautiful man, is /his/ fan? Sounds preposterous. But that’s not what’s important right now, no, what’s important is the way his skin feels like it’s tightening every second.

Fated mates are rare in modern society, but everyone is taught about them. The way that meeting, or even being exposed to, your mate can cause your body to go into a pseudo heat. Your wolf craves them, no one else will fulfil the craving.

Only once the pair, or sometimes multiple, of wolves have one anothers bites on their necks will the heat or rut subside.

“Hyung,” Yoongi whimpers out, “What do I do?”

Jin looks him over before taking a deep breath and taking out his phone. He taps a few times before holding his phone up to his ear.

“Joon-ah, listen to me carefully, is Jimin with you right now?” Yoongi clenches his fist just at the omega’s name. “He is? Good, put the phone on speaker. Hi Jimin-ah, listen, I have a situation right now that will sound crazy but I need you to think really seriously about this.

Yoongi-ah came home yesterday and of course your pretty face is all over the internet, anyway, let's cut to the chase - he’s currently sitting in bed trying not to tear the city apart because you’re his fated mate.”

All Yoongi can hear from the other side of the phone is pure silence for a minute. Until a quiet and muffled response comes through.

Jin’s response is instant, his mouth open wide as he shouts.

“YOU KNEW?!”

It’s like everything goes white for Yoongi after that. His brain on overdrive.

He knew? Jimin knew? All this time? How? When? What?!

Yoongi doesn’t hear the rest of Jin’s conversation, fixated on the video of Jimin in front of him - the only thing keeping him vaguely sane. He doesn’t even notice the omega leaving the room.

It’s only when 10 minutes later the scent of sweet and tangy tangerines fills the room that he becomes more aware.

His head snaps up to the bedroom door, finding himself locking eyes with the very same omega still on his computer screen. But this time the fancy make-up and clothes are gone. Jimin’s hair is fluffy, his fringe falling into his eyes as he stares back at Yoongi with wide eyes.

The hoodie he wears is obviously a couple of sizes too big, the sleeves covering his hands as the tips of his small fingers poke out. His sweatpants are just as loose, swamping his small figure and making him look even smaller.

The scent of citrus grows sweeter as Yoongi watches the omega’s eyes dilate, his nostrils flaring as Jimin takes in the alpha’s own thick coffee scent.

They both seem to be frozen, unable to move as they just stare at one another.

“You knew?” Yoongi croaks out, the memory of Jin’s phone call coming back.

Jimin just nods slowly.

“Then why?” Yoongi feels confusion creep up through the strong need to /claim/.

The omega seems to be trying really hard to control himself, suffering the same as Yoongi now as they share each other's space.

“I-I was a nobody. You were the most famous rapper in the industry, I wanted to prove myself and not just become ‘Min Yoongi’s nobody omega’.” Jimin explains, reaching a hand out and gripping the dresser nearby for support as a wave of dizziness hits him.

Yoongi blinks a few times, the words filtering through to his brain as he reasons that the omega is right. He feels pride swell in him, the fact that his mate wanted to prove himself worthy. A man like Park Jimin wanting to prove himself to him, Min Yoongi, jackass of Korea.

It would be amusing in any other situation.

It makes his alpha hum in approval, feeling satisfied that his omega is strong and able to provide for himself and chase after his own dreams. An aspiration that Yoongi would find attractive in anyone.

But seeing the younger stood there, in his own bedroom, telling him he worked hard to prove himself, it does something to him.

Yoongi doesn’t even realise what he’s doing as he leaves the bed and approaches the omega, both of their breaths hitching as they get closer.

“I thought maybe it was because you didn’t want me,” Yoongi grumbles out, a slight hint of anxiety in his expression.

“No! Never, no, are you crazy?!” Jimin growls out, brow furrowing as he closes the gap between them and rests his hands on Yoongi’s chest - the need to touch becoming unbearable.

It’s like all of his nerves fire at once, the small hands on his skin - even through the fabric of his shirt - it makes his body feel even hotter as a drop of sweat runs down the back of his neck.

“As soon as my friend in high-school showed me your picture, I knew. But I hadn’t smelt your scent, so I was able to control it. Namjoon-hyung thinks you smelt me in the hybe building which caused you to react.

I was hoping we could talk before this happened, but I don’t know how long I can control myself…” Jimin’s cheeks flush red as he takes a deep breath before looking up and locking eyes with the alpha.

His irises shining a bright blue as he obviously starts to lose control of his own wolf.

Yoongi just growls in response, feeling his own control snapping as he grabs the omega’s waist and pushes him not too gently into the wall.

Their bodies press together instinctively, Jimin spreading his legs to allow one of Yoongi’s thighs to slot between them as the alpha shoves his nose into the younger's neck.

Yoongi’s inner wolf practically howls with joy, smelling, tasting, feeling the omega. It’s like that crack of emptiness is slowly being filled up with a sickly stream of citrus.

He presses his lips to the skin of Jimin’s neck, his tongue teasing over the flesh as he tries to keep his movements gentle, not wanting to overwhelm the other.

Jimin just whines in response, tipping his head to the side as he wriggles under the alpha's touch, already starting to buck his hips against Yoongi’s thigh, the heat getting to him as he craves more.

“Alpha, please,” he whimpers as Yoongi barely scrapes his teeth along his skin, giving him just a small taste of what he desires most. God how he needs Yoongi’s teeth to sink into his scent gland and mark him for the whole world to see.

Yoongi snaps.

He pulls away from the omegas neck and crashes their lips together, using Jimin’s shock to plunder the younger's mouth, tracing his tongue along every inch, caressing the inside of the other's mouth with vigour.

It’s wet, dirty, and desperate. It’s what they both need as Yoongi’s hands squeeze at the other’s hips before pulling him more onto his thigh, encouraging the pathetic rutting from the omega.

Jimin whimpers, feeling well and truly owned with the alphas tongue in his mouth and hands on his hips. He feels himself chasing his release, it coming faster than ever before as he just keeps on humping his still covered cock against the thigh between his legs.

At any other time he would feel embarrassed, but right now now doesn’t give a fuck. His body is burning with need, the smell of coffee overpowering as it seeps into every single pore of his body.

Yoongi pulls away from his lips, kissing along his jawline as he creates a slick line leading to Jimin’s ear, his breath tickling the shell as he whispers out.

“Are you gonna cum for me omega?”

He bites down harshly on the lobe of Jimin’s ear and tugs, the shoot of pain fueling the fire in the younger’s gut as he gasps.

The omega trembles out a sob as he throws his head back, the smack of his skull against the wall being loud but he doesn’t care as his body fights through the most aggressive orgasm of his life.

He can feel the slick staining the back of his pants as he continues to rut against Yoongi’s thigh, sensitive and needy even as he spills into his own underwear.

Yoongi just watches in awe as Jimin practically glows in the aftermath, breathing deeply as he tries to catch his breath. The alpha can smell the release as well as the heavenly sweet scent of slick.

Jimin blushes deeply as he comes back to himself more, looking up and seeing the alpha watching him. It’s like Yoongi is looking into his soul with the way he’s staring so intently.

He tries to cover his face but quickly has Yoongi’s hands wrapped around his wrists, pushing them into the wall above his head.

“Don’t hide from me Jimin-ah, please, never hide.”

Jimin’s breath hitches for a completely different reason, his heart hammering in his chest at the sweet words of his alpha even in such a situation.

“Never,” the omega repeats back quietly before Yoongi’s lips are on his again.

He gets lost in the kiss, so lost in fact that he ends up squeaking in shock as he’s suddenly being lifted, wrapping his legs instinctively around the alpha’s waist. He finds himself actually moaning at how effortlessly strong the other is, feeling even smaller in his arms.

Fuck, he’s so damn whipped already and he barely even knows Yoongi personally.

Yoongi just chuckles, making Jimin realise that he actually said that out loud, making him blush an even deeper shade of red.

“Cute,” Yoongi murmurs as he presses Jimin down into the mattress, his chest puffing up instantly as he sits back and looks down at the omega in his bed. Yes. This is what was missing.

There seems to be a moment of pause as they just look at one another, taking in the other as they catch their breaths.

Yoongi can’t believe how lucky he is as he just looks down at the omega on his bed. The way almond shaped eyes look back at him, no longer shining blue but showing the most intoxicatingly deep shade of brown, like he could get lost in his eyes forever.

Jimin’s nose is small and cute, sitting between the softest of cheeks and above plush lips that invoke the most lewd of thoughts as Yoongi feels his cock twitch in his pants, making him very aware of his own lack of release.

Jimin seems to notice his stares as he pokes his tongue out, licking across his bottom lip slowly before going as far as to bite it, pulling a growl out of Yoongi’s chest. The omega just giggles cutely before looking up through his lashes and saying in an innocent tone -

“I want to taste you.”

“Fuck Jimin-ah.”

Yoongi just groans out, breathing deeply as he tries to control himself. He ends up flopping onto his back, not wanting to risk staying on top of the omega in case he loses all of his control and just flips him over and fucks him into the mattress.

Jimin just giggles some more like a mischievous devil as he raises up onto his arm, looking over at the struggling alpha. Yoongi looks up at him and shakes his head.

“You’re a fucking menace.”

“Yes, and now I’m /your/ menace,” Jimin grins, showing his slightly crooked front tooth that Yoongi can't help but find endearing. Yoongi growls out appreciatively before reaching over and pulling the omega on top of him, letting the other straddle his hips.

He looks good like that, like he belongs in Yoongi’s lap.

Jimin runs his hands over Yoongi’s chest and down his torso, nose scrunching up cutely in annoyance as he grips the material of his shirt.

The alpha just huffs out a laugh, sitting up slightly and pulling the offensive material off, reaching out to remove Jimin’s hoodie right afterwards, wanting them both to stay on even footing.

Jimin blushes, feeling vulnerable under the alpha’s gaze, trying his hardest not to cover himself like Yoongi asked earlier. So he lets himself be analysed, Yoongi’s eyes scanning every inch of his revealed skin.

He knows when the elder spots the tattoo on his ribs, hearing the hitch in his breath and watching his eyes grow wide.

Yoongi’s finger traces the lettering, the writing well known to him as he wrote it himself, many years ago.

“Jimin-ah…”

Yoongi looks away from the ink, choosing to look up and watch the way Jimin is staring at his fingers on his skin.

“I…,” Jimin swallows and takes a deep breath, “I wanted your mark on me as soon as I knew. Just some way to show that I’m already claimed, even if no one else knew - I would know.”

Yoongi can practically feel as his own wolf raises up, knowing that his eyes must have turned gold by the way Jimin’s own respond.

“If you want to taste me, you better do it now before I flip you over onto this bed and have you crying around my knot,” Yoongi growls out, his thin control slipping more and more as he goes longer without claiming his mate.

Jimin just whimpers but nods, shuffling down Yoongi’s body and quickly undoing and pulling off both his jeans and boxers. It’s a relief when the alpha’s cock is finally free, slapping onto his lower stomach with an embarrassing thud.

The omega’s eyes seem to shine as he takes in the impressive length, mouth open in awe at the dark pink tip already leaking a few drops of pre-cum onto Yoongi’s stomach, dick rock hard after so long without any attention.

Jimin doesn’t wait for permission, taking his own initiative to rest his hands on Yoongi’s hips for support and lower his mouth to suckle on the leaking head.

Their moans are practically synchronised, the alpha groaning at the delectable pleasure of just a slight suction from Jimin’s lips, and the omega practically rolling his eyes at the bitter taste of his mate on his tongue.

He fully wraps his lips around the head of Yoongi’s cock and sucks, taking his time to lathe his tongue over the sensitive frenulum.

He’s been waiting for this for years, and now finally has the chance to pleasure his mate, knowing he’ll put everything into making Yoongi feel good.

He takes more of the length into his mouth, swallowing around it as the tip hits the back of his throat, threatening to make him gag.

Yoongi watches as Jimin’s lips flush red, the plump flesh stretched around his cock as tears well in the corners of his eyes when the omega tries his hardest to take as much of him in as possible.

He threads his fingers through the younger’s hair, not pulling, just encouraging him with the affection. He decides to test something…

“So good for me, my omega is so good, doing so well,” Yoongi purrs out, smirking as he gets the wanted effect when Jimin practically whimpers around his cock, hips jutting down to rut into the mattress.

He lets Jimin enjoy tasting him, sucking as much precum out of his cock as he can, until he can feel the tingling in the base of his spine that indicates his incoming orgasm. He gets a pout as he pushes the omega away, Jimin so desperate to have his cock back in his mouth.

Yoongi can’t help but grab his own length and tap the tip to Jimin’s bottom lip, watching as a glob of white smears on the plump flesh, the omega’s tongue dipping out to lick up off with a high pitched moan.

“Such a good boy for alpha, made alpha feel so good,” Yoongi praises, watching as Jimin’s eyes glow blue, the omega actually purring at the praise, a soft sound coming from his chest.

“Can alpha claim me now please?” He asks far too sweetly for the situation at hand and Yoongi can already tell he won’t ever be able to say no to this man.

“Yes baby, alpha will claim you now, how do you want to do this?”

Jimin seems to think for a few seconds before blushing as he gets up and off of Yoongi’s lap. He strips out of his sweats and underwear and gets on all fours on the bed next to him before smoothly lowering his shoulders to the mattress.

Yoongi just watches, mouth open, drool probably threatening to fall as the omega arches his back and sticks out his ass. Emulating the perfect submissive position.

“Like this alpha, want you to knot me like this please,” Jimin turns his head to look at him, small fists clenched in the sheets as he bites his lips, feeling needy again.

Yoongi just growls, seeing his omega in such a position practically destroying all composure he’d built up as he crawls into his position behind his mate, touching along every curve and dip of Jimin’s body as he moves.

Jimin gasps as Yoongi spreads his asscheeks, the glistening pucker revealed to the air as thick drops of slick run down his thighs and onto the sheets, showing just how bad he needs to be claimed.

“Okay baby, alpha will claim you now,” Yoongi growls out, slowly pressing two fingers into Jimin’s slick heat to test how loose he is, chuffing in appreciation at how easily his omega takes the digits.

Jimin pushes back onto the fingers gasping as Yoongi crooks them, pressing the pads of the digits into his prostate. Sharp hits of pleasure zap through Jimin’s body, causing his cock to throb where it hangs hard between his legs.

“Alpha~,” He whines out rather pathetically, the pseudo heat claiming him entirely now as he feels slick gush around the fingers inside of him.

“Alpha’s here,” Yoongi hushes as he pulls the fingers out, popping them into his mouth and moaning as he sucks off the sweetest liquid he’s ever tasted - the omega’s slick like ambrosia on his tongue.

He grabs the base of his cock, feeling the slight swell of his knot already, as he lines up the tip with Jimin’s drooling hole. He pushes in slowly, the omega under him mewling at the stretch, hands clenching in the blankets as he shakes at how overwhelming it feels.

Yoongi isn’t fearing much better, jaw clenched as he grips Jimin’s waist tightly, trying not to just push in all the way, not wanting to hurt the younger.

When he finally bottoms out, he can feel drops of sweat running down his back, the tightness in his skin finally starting to dissolve as the pseudo rut is being taken care of.

“You okay?” Yoongi murmurs out, leaning over Jimin and whispering the words directly into his ear.

“Yeah,” Jimin croaks out, “more than okay, please, move,” he whines.

Yoongi, not being one to keep his mate waiting, starts up a slow pace, allowing them both to get used to the movements. But it doesn’t stay that way for long. As heat consumes them both, the slick sound of Yoongi’s hips against Jimin’s ass is loud as he picks up the pace.

Both of them panting and moaning, the omega’s high pitched mewls everytime Yoongi’s cock hits his prostate.

“Please~,” Jimin whines, pushing back to meet every one of Yoongi’s thrusts, “alpha, more, need more, give it to me, I can take it.”

Yoongi growls, gripping Jimin’s hips hard enough it’s bound to leave marks as his thrusts grow in both speed and strength. Jimin starts to babble, tears streaming down his cheeks as Yoongi abuses his sweet spot, aiming for it with precision.

The clenching of Jimin’s hole around his cock and the gush of slick are enough of an indication that he’s causing his mate pleasure, making him cum with his cock alone.

Yoongi growls with pride, feeling his own knot starting to swell, popping in and out of Jimin’s entrance, stretching it each time and pulling a whimper from the younger's lips.

“You ready?” Yoongi pants out, knowing he won’t last much longer.

“Yes.”

Yoongi takes deep breaths as he focuses on his own pleasure, feeling the way Jimin’s rim grips him with each stroke, how slick it feels around him, their intermingling scents filling the room. It’s just pure sex.

Heat grows in his gut as his balls tingle, the tell-tale signs of his impending orgasm. He gives a few more thrusts before his knot pops through Jimin’s rim one final time.

Yoongi manages to push through the haze of pleasure and think as he locates Jimin’s scent gland and bites down. Hard.

Blood lingers on his tongue as his canines sink into the flesh of his mate, a fuzzy feeling filling him as he feels their bond start to take shape within his wolf. Yoongi feels like he could pass out.

The euphoria from both his orgasm and the bond rushing through his veins, leaving him lightheaded as he unclamps his jaw and releases the gland, lathing his tongue over the fresh mark.

Jimin whimpers, body still shaking from his last orgasm, Yoongi’s knot having pulled another one out of him - leaving him exhausted, oversensitive and satisfied.

Yoongi purrs with his own satisfaction as he rolls them onto their sides, pressing soft kisses to the wound. Jimin quickly joins him, the room becoming full of their rumbles.

“You okay?” Yoongi murmurs out, nuzzling into Jimin’s shoulder as he wraps his arms around the younger's waist, trying to pull him even closer.

“Hmmm, perfect, never been better,” Jimin purrs out, completely blissed out with his mate's knot inside of him. Yoongi just chuckles, feeling endeared.

“Once my knot goes down, you should bite me too,” Yoongi hums out, causing Jimin to freeze, the alpha’s brow furrowing with concern. “What’s wrong?”

Jimin turns his body just enough to look at Yoongi, his eyes shining with tears which just makes the alpha panic more.

“You want me to bite you?” Jimin speaks softly, vulnerable.

“Of course I do Jimin-ah, I’m yours as much as you are mine.”

Jimin pulls him in for an awkward kiss, small tears dripping down his cheeks. He pulls away just enough to talk, their lips still brushing together.

“Is it too soon to say that I think I’m in love with you?” The omega whispers out.

“Maybe, but I don’t care, because you know what?”

“What?”

“I think I’m in love with you too Jimin-ah.”

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