Fanfic: Vanilla Baby | Tema: BTS

**Summary for the Chapter:**
> Jungkook takes Jimin back to his place for the evening.
**Notes for the Chapter:**
> Please enjoy!
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> I'm gonna take a few days break from this story and work on some of my other WIPS and things. So just an FYI, in case you will be waiting for another update tomorrow. >
> Also, yes I am using American currency values. Mostly because it's easier and I'm a lazy person.
Jimin took the offered hand and felt a small shiver go through him at how warm Jungkook’s hand was compared to his. As he was pulled along toward the front, he could feel how warm the Alpha’s whole body was. He radiated heat and it made the impulse to curl up in his lap return. Jimin’s family often told him he was like a kitten because he liked to nap in warm places, curled up in anything he could find to make a nest out of. He knew his mother had a whole collection of pictures of that very thing. They all teased him about it, but that didn’t stop him from doing it. He liked to be warm. Sue him.
They got their coats at the door, and Jungkook took Jimin’s backpack, despite his protests. They walked out to the valet and waited for the Alpha’s car to be brought around. It was already getting dark, and the cold was getting almost unbearable. Jimin started inching toward Jungkook as they waited, drawn by the warmth rolling off the Alpha. He moved closer and closer until he was pressed to his side, shivering, arms wrapped around himself, trying to conserve heat. Jungkook seemed to realize what he was doing, and pulled the Omega in front of him, opening his coat and drawing Jimin inside, holding it closed around him and letting Jimin share his body heat.
A full body shudder wracked the Omega as he was instantly warmed. He pressed his nose into Jungkook’s chest and took a deep inhale of his scent. He nuzzled in closer stepping forward until they were pressed together. He could feel Jungkook’s arousal against his abdomen and it had him weak in the knees. He was so fucking ready for this. He wanted Jungkook inside him so badly he was out of control. His Omega half wanted to whimper and beg to be knotted, to be filled, to drop to his knees and plead with the Alpha to please fuck him right now, no matter who was watching. He just pressed his forehead against the Alpha’s strong chest and let out a small involuntary whine.
“Don’t worry, pretty boy. I’m gonna take care of you.”
The reassurance was much more comforting than it probably ought to have been, all things considered, but he wasn’t going to start picking apart every word and action. This might be about sex, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t be friends too. Friends comforted each other, and hugged. He was reading too much into things. Jungkook was just being nice. They were going to have sex regularly after all, so it made sense that the Alpha would want to be on good terms with him and would want him to trust him.
When he heard a car behind him, Jimin turned to see a big, black SUV. He didn’t know anything about cars at all, but it looked really nice and expensive. As soon as he was released from the confines of Jungkook’s coat, he was instantly shivering again. The Alpha opened the door for him and ushered him into the rapidly warming interior. Jimin climbed up into the passenger seat and put on his seatbelt as Jungkook got into the driver seat and did the same.
“Here, this should warm you up.” Jungkook turned the heater up a few notches and pressed another button that made the seat under him start to warm.
Jimin let out a quiet moan at being surrounded by heat. “Thank you… gods I feel like I haven’t been properly warm since August.”
Jungkook was still stuck on the moan, wanting to hear it again. He pulled himself back to present.
“Probably because your jeans have no knees and your jacket is way too thin for the dead of winter.” The Alpha said, pulling away from the curb and starting the drive to his apartment.
Jimin looked down at his torn kneed jeans, feeling a little embarrassed. Honestly it was the best he had at the moment. He didn’t have much money to spare on clothes. Most of his wardrobe consisted of shirts and jeans he’d owned since he was in high school. His tuition and bills always came first, which left very little in the way of funds for self care.
“Sorry. It’s just… kinda all I have right now.” Jimin said quietly, looking out the window.
“Hey. None of that. You’ve got a proper sugar daddy now.” Jungkook’s voice was smiling and a bit teasing. “I’ll take you shopping sometime and get you some decent winter clothes, maybe a nice suit for events I’m gonna drag you to as my ‘date’ and maybe some pretty things for you to wear just for me.”
“What kind of pretty things?”
Jungkook kept one hand on the wheel, but the other reached over and rested on his thigh, squeezing gently.
“I want to see you in some pretty, lacy panties for me sweetheart. Or in some silky lingerie. I bet you’ll look stunning in red silk.”
The idea made him have to bite his lip to hold in a sound. He wanted to wear pretty things for Jungkook. Wanted the Alpha to think he looked beautiful and soft and sexy.
“I want to look pretty for you Alpha.” The hand that was on his thigh, gripped harder at the words.
Jimin had no idea the effect he was having on Jungkook’s body. He was so close to pulling over and just letting Jimin jerk him off to help ease the constant throbbing of his cock. Calling him Alpha… Fuck. He was so weak for this pretty boy, and he was certain that after he stripped him out of his old, baggy clothes he was only going to be more addicted. He’d gotten a little preview of him when he’d held him inside his coat. He’d felt his slender, light-boned figure against him and known that what was hidden under the clothes was something to be savored.
“You’re already pretty, sweetheart.”
Jimin bit his lip as a little smile overtook his face. He really had it bad for getting praised by Jungkook. He could feel himself getting wetter and wetter as he was surrounded by the Alpha’s scent, and the warm hand on his leg massaged the muscle. The heat of the seat under him wasn’t really helping matters either. Everything was so overwhelming, but he wanted to be overwhelmed. He wanted to be completely lost to Jungkook. His inner Omega was dying to submit to him entirely and let the Alpha use him however he saw fit. He knew Jungkook would make him feel good.
“Jungkook… it hurts.” Jimin whined, hips shifting slightly as it trying to alleviate the pain.
“I know, pretty boy. We’re almost there.” Jungkook’s voice was strained. “Fuck, I can smell your slick. You’re already wet for me, aren’t you Baby?”
Being called Baby by this Alpha had his control slipping further out of his hold as his Omega half struggled to the forefront. He had never had to fight against his nature like this outside his heat, during which he always remained completely secluded. An Omega in heat was likely to accept any Alpha around, just for relief, so he had to be careful during his fertile days. Right now though, it wasn’t the instinctive desire to be impregnated that took over when he was in heat, but a different kind of need. He just wanted Jungkook to take him for no reason other than that he wanted it.
“Ngh… yes. I’m so wet for you Alpha. Just for you.”
Jungkook was so fucking close to his apartment, and he was dying to get there already. Jimin’s words, the scent of him in the confined space, the scent of his slick so strong that Jungkook’s mouth was salivating for a taste. He pulled into the underground garage and found his parking space quickly, turning the engine off. He hopped out and quickly grabbed the backpack from the backseat before walking around and helping a shaky Jimin out of the car.
As soon as they were in the elevator, Jungkook pushed the button for the top floor where his apartment was located. The Alpha sat the backpack by his feet as the doors slid closed. One moment they were standing side by side in the elevator as it began to move, and the next Jungkook had Jimin pressed against the wall. He wrapped a hand around the back of his neck and pulled him in for a hard kiss that turned feral almost instantly, teeth and tongues meeting in a clash of need and heat. Jungkook’s deep growl mixed with Jimin’s high-pitched whimpering moans. It felt like only a single moment that the kiss lasted before the elevator dinged, announcing their arrival on the correct floor.
Jungkook didn’t want to pull back from the kiss, but he knew they needed to get inside his apartment. As he broke the kiss, Jimin chased after his lips with a little whine. He was completely lost to his inner Omega, and Jungkook had never seen anything so hot as Jimin opening his glazed eyes and looking up at him, mouth slightly parted as he panted heavy breaths, lips red and kiss swollen. He stepped back and grabbed the backpack from the floor, pulling Jimin along with him out of the elevator and to his apartment door.
He fumbled with his keys for a moment, finally getting his door unlocked and swinging it open. He pulled the Omega inside with him and swung the door shut. As soon as the door clicked closed, Jimin leapt into his arms, wrapping his legs around his middle and arms around his neck. Jungkook caught him under the thighs and slammed his back against the closed door, finding Jimin’s mouth and resuming their kiss. The heat hadn’t subsided, and they kissed like the breath from the other’s mouth was the very oxygen that was keeping them alive. Jimin’s hands tangled in Jungkook’s black hair, tugging on the strands and pulling him closer, wanting Jungkook as close as physically possible.
Jimin was the one who pulled back from the kiss first, trailing hot kisses down over his jaw and to his scent gland, where he licked at the spot with his warm, soft tongue, causing a surge in Jungkook’s scent that had Jimin making a noise almost like a sob as he continued. If he kept that up, he would be completely covered in Jungkook’s scent for days. The Alpha was in pain from the prolonged arousal, needing to get Jimin naked and get his damnable slacks off, to at least relieve some of the ache.
Jungkook pulled Jimin away from the wall and started toward his bedroom, not bothering to take his shoes off. He made his way through the dark apartment by memory, not turning on any lights until he got to his room. He quickly flipped the light on because he wanted to see Jimin. He didn’t want to miss a single detail of his face and body. He turned his face and nuzzled against the side of Jimin’s head which was all he could reach with the Omega still tonguing and softly sucking over his scent gland.
“Let’s get you out of these clothes, Baby.”
Jimin was drunk on the scent of coffee and dark chocolate, head hazy and body buzzing with sharp-edged desire and sensation. He was completely at Jungkook’s mercy at the moment, and he allowed himself to be sat down, somewhat reluctantly. He looked up at the Alpha and felt a fresh wave of slick gush from him as he took in his shining, swollen lips, dark hair mussed by his own hands, and eyes so dark with desire they were almost completely black. A shiver of awareness bloomed over his skin at the hungry, penetrating look that Jungkook gave him.
The Omega watched in awe as Jungkook shrugged his coat and suit jacket off, revealing the white shirt again. Jimin reached up and pulled at the necktie, wanting it off, wanting everything off. He wanted the Alpha completely bare, he wanted to see every inch of his tawny, golden skin. He gently extracted the necktie and dropped it to the floor. His fingers fumbled at the buttons of his dress shirt, half tempted to just rip the thing open when Jungkook’s warm hands wrapped around his shaking ones, stilling him and making him look up into the dark gaze.
“Off… off.” Jimin whined.
“It’s okay, pretty boy. Let me.”
Jimin pulled his hands back and watched as the Alpha made quick work of the buttons on his shirt, before pulling it open and letting it drift to the floor too. Jimin was stunned by how muscular Jungkook was. His arms were corded with muscle, his torso a rigid expanse of rippling abs. Jimin wanted to feel him skin to skin, and started pulling on his own clothes without success. He was so overwhelmed by his Omega half that he was having trouble functioning normally, but thankfully Jungkook was in better control and helped him get his coat and shirt off, leaving them both bare from the waist up.
Jungkook was about to pass out as all the blood in his body surged through his head. Jimin was so damn sexy, his skin was pale and velvety smooth, the line of his body was unbelievably perfect with a tiny waist giving way to wider hips and thighs. He was completely flawless, a perfect delicate beauty. He was frozen in place for a few moments, just looking at him. He could feel the blood rushing through his veins as his heart pounded inside his chest like it wanted to escape his ribcage.
Jimin felt shy as he watched Jungkook look at him. The Alpha’s expression was one of desperate hunger as he eyed Jimin’s slender form. The Omega bit his lip and slid his trembling hands to the waistband of his jeans, popping the button and pushing the zipper down. He was so nervous, but he wanted the Alpha to see him, all of him. He pushed his jeans and boxers down together bending to shuffle them down his legs until they dropped in a pile at his feet. He stood and kicked them to the side, taking a deep breath before looking back up at Jungkook, stomach twisting with a mix of anticipation and hesitance. He was met with a look that seared him, it went through his body like a shockwave and left him bereft of anything but his desperate desire to have the Alpha’s hands on him.
Jimin was so fucking pretty. Jungkook felt like he could look at him for hours and hours and never grow tired of seeing his beauty. His fully naked form standing in front of him was almost too much. It had every cell in his body vibrating like a just-struck tuning fork that was attuned to the frequency of one Park Jimin. He took a deep breath to try and get his head back on his shoulders and out of the clouds. He reached for his belt and opened it with a quiet clicking sound and opening his slacks. Jimin’s grey eyes were fixed on his hands as they hooked in the waist of his pants and pushed them down, letting them fall to the floor with a gentle clatter of his belt buckle.
Jimin felt his mouth water at the sight of Jungkook’s hard cock, it was enormous compared to his, even compared to his toys that he used during his heat. It was the same color as his tanned skin, with an angry red tip that was glistening with pre-cum. Jimin fell to his knees, wanting to taste, to feel the hard, hot organ in his mouth. He wanted to make Jungkook feel good. He looked up at the Alpha for permission, hands slowly sliding up the hard, muscular thighs toward his hips. Jungkook gave him a little nod and Jimin used his hands to gently angle his cock downward so he could press his lips to the head before opening and sucking the tip into his mouth with a soft moan. The salty taste of pre-cum burst on his tongue and made him ache for more of it as he started a slow advance and retreat, head bobbing back and forth as he took as much of the Alpha in his mouth as possible, using his hands to stroke the base in time with his mouth.
Jungkook was absolutely certain he’d never felt something so amazing in his entire life. Jimin’s mouth was so soft and wet, so warm and perfect. Add the feeling to the visual of the blond Omega on his knees for him and he was already close to cumming. He could see the full lips stretched around his cock as he sucked him.
“Fuck, Baby… you’re doing so good. Such a good boy for me.” Jungkook said as he buried one hand in the soft blond hair, gripping it in his fist and using it to guide Jimin’s movements.
He felt Jimin shiver at the praise, and whimper around his mouthful.
“You like that pretty boy? You like me telling you how well you take my cock?”
This got another whimper, and Jimin’s grey eyes opened and looked up at him pleadingly. He saw a sheen of tears on his lashes and felt a powerful surge of heat coalesce in his gut. His pretty boy was so perfect, so submissive and pliant for him. He felt his balls starting to draw up as his body prepared to orgasm, ready to explode.
“I’m gonna cum, Baby. So close… fuck. You feel so good. You gonna swallow it all, sweetheart? You gonna be a good boy for me?”
Jimin wanted to nod, but he couldn’t. His head was being guided by the hard fist tangled in his hair, the Alpha fucking into his mouth. It was everything Jimin had ever imagined it would be, finding an Alpha who could properly dominate him and make him feel small, who could pull all of Jimin’s desires to the surface and allow him to just feel. In that moment he had let go of all his responsibilities, all the stress in his everyday life with bills and school and work and family. He was just heat, need and obedient, docile submission. All he had to do was what Jungkook told him to, it was so freeing to feel all his tension bleed from him and be replaced by desire.
His jaw was starting to ache from holding his mouth open so far for so long, but he didn’t care. The hot length that was invading his mouth was starting to twitch and throb, close to orgasm. Jimin did what he could, using his tongue against the underside and sealing his lips on every outward stroke, pulling his cheeks in to create suction.
“That’s it… so good… ah, ah, ah… fuck. I’m cumming, Baby.”
Jimin felt the hot bursts of the Alpha’s release hit the back of his throat, and he choked a little, some of the cum leaking from the seal of his lips around the Alpha’s cock. He felt his eyes watering as he tried not to cough, to hold it in his mouth. He wanted to be good, he wanted Jungkook to be pleased with him and praise him again. Jimin used his hands to help milk the last of the Alpha’s cum from him, into his mouth. He let his hands explore the knot at the base of his cock as he felt the hand in his hair release and he pulled back.
He kept everything in his mouth as he let Jungkook slide from between his lips. His cheeks were slightly puffed out at the mouthful, throat still tickling with the need to cough, but he suppressed it. His eyes met Jungkook’s dark ones as the Alpha looked down at him. The Alpha took Jimin’s chin between his fingers, tilting his head up. He used his thumb to encourage Jimin to open his mouth so he could see.
“Look at what a good boy you are… Holding all my cum in your mouth. Such a pretty baby.”
Jungkook dipped his thumb down into Jimin’s mouth, then pulled it back, swiping the finger coated in his seed over Jimin’s lips, making a circle all the way around.
“Swallow for me, pretty boy.”
Jimin was shaking uncontrollably as he closed his mouth and swallowed. The first swallow went okay, but he couldn’t suppress the tickle in his throat anymore and he turned his face down as the cough worked up from his chest, the cum left in his mouth pouring down over his chin as he sputtered. He felt tears pool in his eyes. He’d failed.
“I’m sorry… Alpha, I’m sorry.” Jimin whimpered, turning his face down farther as he felt the tears leak over and run down his cheeks.
Jungkook crouched in front of him and tilted his face up to look at him. Jimin wouldn’t meet his eyes, but he had crystalline tears tracing down his cheeks, wetting and tangling his thick lashes. His lips and chin were shining with pearly cum. The Alpha used his thumb to wipe it away as he gave Jimin a soft smile. Just as Jungook reached over to wipe his thumb on his slacks, Jimin caught his wrist, pulling his hand back toward him. He licked the cum off the Alpha’s finger and sucked it into his mouth, looking at him with pleading eyes. Asking for forgiveness. Jungkook just brushed his blond hair back with his other hand and pressed a soft kiss to his slightly sweaty forehead.
“It’s okay, Baby. You did good. I’m so proud of you.”
Jimin’s whole body lit up at the words, it was exactly what he wanted to hear. He felt the tears in his eyes tip over leave scalding tracks down his cheeks. Jungkook was proud of him. He pulled the thumb out of his mouth and looked up at the Alpha with wide, watery eyes.
“Please Alpha… It hurts. Please…”
Jungkook glanced down to see Jimin’s thighs shining with copious amounts of slick, a little pool had formed under him. The Omega’s thighs were quivering and his cock was flushed purple at the tip. It did look extremely painful.
“I’ve got you, pretty boy. I’m gonna make it feel better.”
Jungkook stood, helping Jimin up too. The Omega’s legs were shaking and weak, but he was able to stand and take the few steps back toward the bed. He didn’t crawl up onto it however, he just paused and looked up at him.
“I… I’m gonna get your bed dirty…” Jimin whispered, shifting his stance so his thighs slid against each other wetly.
Jungkook could literally not care less. Fuck the bed. He wanted Jimin so fucking wet that he’d need a new mattress.
“I don’t care, Baby. Go on. Get up there.”
Jimin nodded and turned, trying to climb up onto the bed, but failing with his muscles still weak and quivering from arousal. The Alpha was distracted by the perfect, round ass before him for a few moments, letting his brain wander into thinking about watching his cock disappear between those lush, pale cheeks. He was drawn back, by Jimin’s struggle, Jungkook smiled and helped him along, grabbing his hips and helping lift him up onto the black bedding. He watched as Jimin crawled to the center of the bed and let his body collapse, rolling onto his back, bending his knees and letting his legs fall open. He could see Jimin’s soft, pink hole shimmering with wetness as the Omega’s legs opened.
Jimin watched as the Alpha crawled up onto the bed, prowling toward him like some fierce, virile beast, muscles bunching and releasing as his arms accepted his weight and moved him. Jimin was so aroused it hurt, it was almost like being in heat, his need was so great in that moment. He unconsciously spread his legs wider as Jungkook crawled over him, wanting to accommodate him in the cradle of his body. The Alpha still radiated the same heat as he hovered over him, and it made Jimin’s skin erupt in goosebumps as he felt the warmth reaching out to him in the small distance between their bodies.
Jungkook kissed him again, this time a little slower, a little more controlled, but still full of that same fiery passion and desire. Jimin was surprised he wanted to kiss him after he’d gone down on him, but it didn’t seem to bother him as he licked into his mouth, dominating him completely. Jungkook broke the kiss to trail his mouth down over Jimin’s jaw and neck, pausing to mouth over his scent gland with tongue and teeth, making Jimin’s vanilla bean scent bloom so strongly that he could almost taste it on his skin. He was careful not to mark his neck, even though he wanted to badly. It wasn’t right to make Jimin walk around with a hickey that he’d have to explain to his friends and classmates.
Everything was so hot, so overwhelming as Jungkook licked and teased at his scent gland. Jimin couldn’t remember the last time it had even been touched by anyone but himself. It had always been a sensitive spot for him, sometimes when he was touching himself, he’d press on it and caress it with his fingers. But that was nothing compared to the feeling of Jungkook sucking over it, hot mouth burning his cool skin. He felt a tension in his lower belly start to gather at the feeling, arousal building up higher as he began to seize up all over his body. Was he about to cum just from Jungkook’s mouth on his scent gland? He guessed so as he felt the fluttering of his release tease at him from within.
“I-I’m gonna cum… Alpha… I’m gonna cum… please don’t stop… please…”
Jungkook was surprised by how sensitive Jimin was if he was about to cum just from having his scent gland teased. He thought about stopping, making Jimin wait to cum until he was inside him, but he also knew Jimin was hurting and needing a release. It would be easier to get him to relax enough to take his cock if he wasn’t so tense. He scraped his teeth over the spot he had been teasing and gave one more suck before the Omega went rigid underneath him, back arching and head tipping back as a hot rush of slick sprayed between them. He hadn’t known Jimin was a squirter, the knowledge made him smirk against the skin under his mouth. What a delight his pretty boy was turning out to be. He pulled back as the body under him went lax.
“You made a mess, sweetheart.” Jungkook growled softly, watching with pleasure as Jimin went pink again.
“S-sorry. I didn’t know I could… I mean, I’ve never… you know.”
“Was that the first time you squirted, pretty boy?” Jimin nodded. “You want my cock that badly, Baby?”
“Yes…” Jimin whimpered. “Please Alpha…”
“Such a good boy. You’re gonna take me so well, Baby.”
Jungkook sat back a little so he could reach a hand between Jimin’s legs. The Omega gasped as soon as the tip of his finger brushed over his hole. He drew a little circle around the tight, pink bloom and was rewarded with a flutter and a small rivulet of slick that he caught on his finger. He coated three of his fingers in Jimin’s slick before gently pressing the first one inside and groaning at the tight heat that surrounded the tip of his finger. He gently worked the finger inside, until he was knuckle deep before slowly starting to move it until he was sure that Jimin was relaxed enough for a second, then a third.
Jimin was burning as the Alpha slowly fucked him with three fingers, stretching him open and preparing him for his cock. He was ready, he wanted Jungkook inside him. He wanted it so badly he was ready to do anything. He arched his back and pressed down on the fingers inside him, wanting something deeper, bigger, more. The Alpha pulled his hand back and out of him. Jimin whined at the feeling of emptiness, but gasped and purred at the feeling of Jungkook leaning over him again, the tip of his cock pressing against his hole. Yes. Hell yes. This was exactly what he wanted.
“You ready, pretty boy?”
“Yes! Fuck… yes, Alpha.”
The Alpha had to keep an iron grip on his control as he pushed forward and slid inside just enough for the tip to breach the tight ring of muscle. His instinct was to bury himself to the hilt, but he knew that this first time, he needed to go slow. Jimin wasn’t used to accommodating an Alpha’s size, and he didn’t want to hurt him. But god he was so tight and warm and wet.
Jimin gasped as he felt Jungkook slowly working himself deeper and deeper inside him. The stretch burned a little bit, but the pleasure was greater. He felt completely overwhelmed. Conquered by the Alpha as he pushed forward more and more. Jungkook was so huge inside him as he finally slid in that final inch and their bodies met, Jungkook’s hips against his ass. By the time he was fully seated Jimin was panting, and flushed, out of control as his Omega half took over again. He didn’t know what to do, he needed the Alpha to tell him what to do.
“God… it’s so big. Fuck, Alpha… tell me what to do… what do I do?” Jimin panted out between heaving breaths.
“Shh… It’s okay. Just breathe. You’re doing so well. You feel so good, sweetheart. So tight and wet for me. I’m gonna fuck you so good, Baby. Gonna make you cum again. Gonna fill you up.”
Jungkook started by moving shallowly, just a little at a time letting Jimin get used to the feeling. But he was too starved for this Omega to be slow and gentle for too long. Soon he was pulling out to the tip and slamming back in, bodies meeting in a slap on each hard thrust. The only sounds in the room were their moans and gasps mixed with the obscene sound of Jimin’s hole making wet noises as Jungkook fucked him hard and deep, pushing in as far as he could on each downstroke and grinding his hips against him, shifting the cock inside him at its deepest point.
“Look at you, pretty boy. Taking my cock so well in your wet little hole. You’re drenched for me, Baby… making such a mess.”
Jimin’s whole body felt like it was thrumming with his rapid pulse, his only attention for the feel of the cock pounding into him and the filthy words the Alpha was growling in his ear. He was throbbing between his legs, cock hard again. He was so close, so, so close when Jungkook pulled out of him.
“No, no, no…” Jimin whined, hands scrabbling at the Alpha’s shoulders, nails scratching at the skin, panicking because he thought the Alpha was stopping.
“I’m not stopping, Baby.” Jungkook soothed, brushing his hair back from his face for a moment, letting him calm down. “Get on your hands and knees.”
Jimin did as he was told, rolling over and raising himself up with Jungkook’s help so he was on all fours. He felt Jungkook’s hands on his ass, kneading the soft flesh in his warm hands and pulling his cheeks apart, exposing his hole to the cool air of the room and making him whine, both from the cold air on his heated entrance and embarrassment as Jungkook looked at his most private flesh. One of the Alpha’s hands let go, but the other stayed in place, still keeping him exposed. He felt the tip of Jungkook’s cock brush over his entrance and he looked over his shoulder to see the Alpha holding his length in his hand, positioning himself at his hole.
There was no slow entry this time, no gentle buildup. Jungkook slid all the way in with one thrust, hands going to his hips and gripping hard before he started up a brutal pace that had Jimin crying out, arms shaking as he tried to hold himself up. The Alpha pulled him back to meet every thrust, fingers digging into his hips with bruising force. Jimin had never felt so much pleasure as he was relentlessly fucked with abandon, it was the most intense sensation he had ever felt, and it had his arms going weak. He dropped down to his elbows, leaning his head down and pressing his forehead against the mattress as he let himself be overwhelmed by bliss. He moaned on every thrust, little squeaking, noises that he couldn’t control spilling from his lips as he was brought back to the edge of climax.
“That’s it… that’s it, Alpha. Right there… fuck… I’m gonna cum.”
Jungkook had never seen anything like his cock pounding in and out of Jimin’s tight, pink hole. It was dirty and raunchy and perfect. The Omega’s ass was truly the best he’d ever seen, round and soft, it jiggled slightly with every inward thrust. He could feel Jimin’s channel clenching and seizing as he approached his climax, and it had him ready to cum as well, base of his cock tingling as his knot began to form.
“You just take it, don’t you Baby? You take my cock like you were made for it. You gonna cum for me, pretty boy? Come on… cum on my cock. You gonna take my knot? My good boy.”
That was all it took for Jimin to rocket off the edge of release, vision going white and coming back slowly with little pops of black, head swimming as he felt Jungkook bury himself to the hilt and heard his deep moan as his knot formed and locked them together. Jimin whined in satisfaction as he felt the hot bursts of cum filling him up. The Alpha had cum inside him, knotted him and stretched him open almost painfully around his swollen base, but it was perfect. It had the docile, submissive part of him back in control and he couldn’t stop the words that spilled from his lips.
“Was I good for you, Daddy?”
Jungkook felt his cock throb again inside the Omega at the question. Gods, he had really found the perfect little sugar baby. Beautiful, filthy and submissive. Though he got the impression that no one else had ever seen this lovely part of him before. That filled him with more satisfaction than it probably should. Jungkook leaned down and peppered kisses over Jimin’s neck and shoulders.
“You did so good. You took me so well, Baby. Daddy is so proud of you for taking his knot.”
Jimin felt himself start to purr, at the words. He was so sated, sleepy and happy. The Alpha was pleased with him, proud of him. It made all the tension in his body ease and he just focused on the feeling of the knot stretching him open slowly relaxing until Jungkook was finally able to pull out. It left him feeling horribly empty, and he whined at the feeling of the warm cum sliding out of his fluttering entrance.
He finally let himself collapse on the bed, muscles giving out entirely. He lay still, just breathing as he felt Jungkook fall to the side of him. Jimin turned his head to look at the Alpha, who was looking back at him with a little smile that Jimin returned. He wanted to curl up against the Alpha’s warm body and sleep, but as he came back to himself, he realized that wasn’t part of this. It was time for him to go. He’d done his part.
“Can I take a shower before I leave?” Jimin asked, trying not to show the disappointment he felt at having to leave.
“Oh… yeah. It’s through that door.” Jungkook pointed to a door off the bedroom.
“Thanks.”
Jimin rolled over and got out of bed on shaky legs, taking in the room for the first time. It looked like something out of a magazine, decorated in a dark grey and black with one wall all windows, it was chic and modern to the extreme. He focused on the door ahead of him and resisted the urge to look over his shoulder as he stepped into the bathroom and closed the door, hand searching the wall until he found a lightswitch and flipping it on. The bathroom was just as nice, and just a modern. His eyes were drawn to a huge bathtub that he wanted to get in and never come out of. Maybe next time he’d ask if he could take a bath.
He walked to the shower and opened the glass door, reaching in and turning on the water, waiting a few moments for it to warm up and then stepping in. He couldn’t hold back a small moan at the feel of the scalding hot water cascading down over him. His shower never got this hot, it felt like he was being defrosted all the way down to his bones as he stood under the spray for a few moments. He looked around and spotted the soaps and shampoos on a little shelf, he reached for the shampoo first, washing his hair quickly and rinsing. Before he washed his body however, he had to spread his legs a little and reach down between them. He used gentle fingers to coax the Alpha’s seed from him. It was more upsetting than it had any right to be, but he tamped down on that impulse right away. He grabbed the bodywash and lathered up before rinsing off and reluctantly turning off the water.
He stepped out and grabbed a towel off of a nearby rack, it was heavenly soft and soaked up the water from his hair and body far better than his own, raggedy old towels. Once dry, he wrapped the towel around his hips and walked back into the bedroom. Jungkook wasn’t on the bed anymore, Jimin walked toward the door to the bedroom, but the Alpha appeared before he reached it. Jungkook was wearing a pair of black sweatpants now. The moment was a bit awkward, but there was nothing for it. Jungkook reached out his hand, and in it was a check. Jimin took it with shaking hands, looking at it and realizing that this was real. The Alpha had just handed him a check for fifteen thousand dollars.
Jimin looked up at Jungkook with something akin to awe on his face. He knew that the Omega was struggling financially, and it felt good to help him out. He’d been magnificent in bed, and honestly was worth every penny. He was looking forward to taking him lingerie shopping and shopping for some decent winter clothes. He knew they weren’t a couple and that was probably not ever going to happen, since neither of them were looking for that kind of connection, but it would be nice to at least be friends. Jimin was a sweet Omega and he wanted to make sure he was taken care of and had all the things he needed.
Jimin was struggling for words. This was a lot of money, and it was going to change his life so much. He felt lighter as some of the weight of his worries was lifted from his shoulders. He was so grateful, but he didn’t know how to express it in the right words. Thanks for paying me to have amazing sex with you? His inner Omega was still riled up by being in the Alpha’s presence. It wanted to cuddle, it wanted post sex spooning and naps, followed by more scenting and possibly another round of sex. But Jimin’s reasonable half knew it was just sexual attraction and intimacy. Being scented and properly fucked was making him clingy, he wasn’t in love. Hell, he wasn’t even in ‘like’. If anything he was in lust. He and Jungkook were just two people with amazing sexual chemistry coming to a mutually beneficial arrangement.
“Thank you. I’m not sure what else there is to say… but, thank you so much.”
Jungkook gave him his little half smile and ruffled Jimin’s wet hair.
“You’re welcome, and thank you. I’m actually going to get a decent night’s sleep for once.”
Jimin smiled back before bending down and picking up his clothes off the floor. Everything smelled so much like his slick that he wasn’t sure what to do. There was no way he could take the bus in these clothes, especially not this late at night. That was asking for trouble. He probably shouldn’t even take a cab if he was going to be reeking of arousal.
“Do you need something clean to wear? I’m sure I’ve got some sweats that might fit if you tighten the drawstring.”
“Yeah, actually. That would be great.”
Jungkook headed to his closet and rifled around for a few moments before producing a pair of sweats, a white t-shirt and a big, thick hoodie that would be enormous on Jimin, but it looked so warm he couldn’t refuse. Everything was hopelessly oversized. He had the pants rolled up at the waist three times and the sleeves of the hoodie pushed up so he could use his hands. But it was warm and soft and that was all he cared about at the moment.
Jungkook brought him a plastic bag to tie his dirty clothes up in, to block the scent from spreading. Jimin followed him out into the living room, looking around as they passed through. It was very nice, with high ceilings and another wall of windows that looked out on the view of the city. As they passed the kitchen Jimin froze. It was a fucking dream kitchen with counterspace galore and a gas range with 6 burners, a double oven off to the side and a giant two door fridge. He was in love with this kitchen. Though he had to admit it looked like it rarely got used.
“Jimin? What’s up?”
Jimin snapped back to attention, realizing he’d been lost in admiring the kitchen for way too long.
“Sorry, I was just looking at your kitchen. It’s so nice. Ugh… the things I could cook here.”
Jungkook laughed at the starstruck look on the Omega’s face as he continued to eye his kitchen.
“Maybe you can use it sometime. I don’t get a lot of home cooked food, so if you wanted to make dinner some night, I wouldn’t mind.”
“Really?” Jimin turned to him with an expression of pure excitement.
“Yeah. We’ll figure something out.”
As they reached the entryway, Jimin grabbed his backpack and stuffed the bag with his dirty clothes into it and slipped the check in the front cover of one of his textbooks. He turned back to Jungkook and pulled his cell phone out of the hoodie pocket.
“We should exchange numbers so we can keep in touch.” Jimin said, unlocking his phone and opening the option to add a new contact before handing it over to Jungkook. “Here put in your number.”
The cell phone was ancient and cracked. Jungkook was surprised that it worked at all. He added cell phone to the list of things he needed to buy for Jimin, but he just typed in his number and handed the phone back. Jimin typed his name in and sent a text, they heard a little chime from the other room, as the message went through. Perfect.
“You’re not taking the bus are you? It’s kinda late for that. Do you need a ride?”
“No. I was just gonna grab a cab outside.”
Jimin shrugged his backpack on and turned to him with a smile. He held his hand out and Jungkook laughed and grasped it, shaking hands. It seemed a weirdly formal way to end a night of sex, but he kind of liked it.
“Goodnight, Jungkook. I’ll text you my schedule so you have it.”
“Goodnight, Jimin. I’ll call you when I have more free time.”
They let go of each other and Jungkook opened the door to let Jimin out. He watched as the Omega walked to the elevator and hit the button before closing the door and leaning back on it. That had been the best sex of his life and now he was exhausted. He locked the door and headed back to his bedroom. As soon as he entered, he slammed into a wall of vanilla bean scent mixed with sex. He quickly changed the bedding, tossing the used ones in the hamper for the housekeeper to wash before taking a quick shower. He plugged in his phone, made sure his alarm was set and flopped into bed, asleep almost before he hit the pillow.
Jimin rode the elevator down and got out at the lobby, walking quickly outside and into the cold, pulling the hood of his sweater up. The thick hoodie was actually warmer than his usual coat, and helped block most of the chill. He jogged to the curb and flagged down a taxi, hopping in and giving his address. The cab ride was almost 30 minutes, and cost him 45 bucks, but it was worth it as he stepped out in front of his complex and rushed up the stairs to his little apartment, turning on the heater as soon as he entered. With the money Jungkook had given him, he could allow this one luxury of his heater.
The apartment smelled like burning dust as the neglected heater kicked to life, but it warmed the small space quickly as Jimin went into the bathroom to brush his teeth and by the time he came out the place was less of an icebox. He took the sweats off and threw them over the back of his tiny, sagging, olive-colored couch, but left the warm sweater on as he crawled up into his nest. He plugged in his cell phone and set his alarm for the next day before curling up into a little ball under the piles of blankets on his bed and fell asleep, warm and cozy for once.