sexorcism— best friends older brother jungkook x female reader
“Jungkook, you’re home?”
“It’s chuseok.”
Oh great. It’s going to be a real full house. Not a problem or anything. It’s not as if you haven’t had more than a few years to forget about the raging crush you’ve had on your bestie's older brother.
It’s only Jungkook. Not a big deal. Who cares if his biceps have grown twice in size since the last time you saw him. His tattoos aren’t even that sexy.
His eyes find yours for a second or less, lodging your breath in your throat. “Long time no see.”
milk it— namjoon x cow hybrid reader
This wasn’t supposed to become a habit.
Namjoon told himself he’d try this only once. He couldn’t stop thinking about it. The smell, the taste, the warm soft jiggly flesh bouncing against his palms. Shame rained down on him as he made his way across town to a hybrid brothel far away enough to avoid running into anyone he may know. He swore that this would be the last time.
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I think I am over tumblr mostly. I’ve been a big writer in 2 fandoms full of weird losers obsessed with trying to dig up personal information about me…over notes on fics? over engagement on a website that equates to nothing in reality.
I will probably post BTS fics here occasionally whenever I’m in the mood but I’m already writing for 3 other fandoms(patreon/ao3) and have a full time job. writing is more of a hobby for me to escape reality and share it with others in hopes that they can do the same.
I wish to not have much of a presence on here anymore beyond sometimes posting a fic or two. stick around if you like reading nasty smut💜🥹
you write so deliciously filthy, I’m obsessed 🤍 I’m happy that you’re still *lurking* on here also!
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pairing— alpha!jungkook x omega!reader x alpha!namjoon
genre— alpha/omega AU, smut, filth(this is porn), MDNI!
word count— 8500
warnings— namkook being douchey gym trainers(they’re not nice), M/F, body/weight mentions(body shaming?), y/n has a big juicy plump ass, there is oil involved, muscle kink, strength kink, degradation, humiliation, dom/sub dynamics, competitive fucking, threesome, manhandling, choking, spanking, double penetration, anal, rough and unprotected sex, etc
a/n— you may have been lucky enough to read a jeno/jaemin version of this(that wasn’t abo) on my patreon already. anyways.
“Your form is pure shit.”
A long winded sigh exits your lips, setting down the 10 pound weights you’ve been squatting with. Everyday one of these alpha assholes insists on making a comment about your poor form, how much strength you lack, how weak you look attempting to squat 75 pds.
Today, that asshole is Namjoon.
“Is that how you talk to your clients?” You ask, dabbing sweat off of your chest.
“They pay me to be ruthless.” He smiles, deep dimples even more noticeable beneath the gym’s unflattering lights. “I don’t have a proven 100% success rate thanks to sugarcoating.” He nods to the weights, shaking his head. “What type of goals are you planning to reach with this poor excuse for strength training?”
“Yeah. You can’t keep doing these foolish little girly workouts and expect to actually get anywhere.” And wherever Namjoon is showing off his built full pecs, Jungkook will follow. His large round deceptively sweet eyes pack an extra punch with every mean word he says. His tongue is always fierce. Intimidating presence oozing dominant Alpha while he trains and shouts so loud at his clients that the entire gym can hear him. You swear that bystanders even run and workout harder when they hear Jungkook berating and degrading his clients.
“Even if I squat 100 pounds, you’re never satisfied with my form.”
“That’s because your body fat percentage has hardly changed at all in the few months you’ve worked here.” Jungkook adds, pinching your lower back where alleged love handles would be. Only in his imagination as far as you’re concerned.
“What if I’m content with my body fat? Maybe I like having a little more weight on me.”
“Don’t be ridiculous.” Namjoon rolls his eyes, scanning up and down your figure. “As trainers, we should be at our best. How do you expect clients to trust your advice when you don’t even look fit?”
“I look fit..” you grumble, wondering why you’re still standing there letting your coworkers talk down to you like this. It’s not because they’re both insanely attractive.. or that getting to watch them workout for free is one of the main reasons you pick up extra hours at work. More money in your bank account and a great view on top of it, can’t beat that.
“Come over tonight, we’ll help work on your form. Write out a good workout plan for you to get this ass in shape.” Jungkook smirks, whipping your lower half with his towel. “Can use our personal gym, nice and private.”
“Free of charge too.” Namjoon whistles, tongue clicking. “Do you even understand what we’re offering you? We’re two of the best trainers in this entire county. First lesson completely free only for you, baby. I wouldn’t pass up that opportunity if I was you.” Rubbing his bottom lip, he licks at his thumb, cocking an eyebrow.
“We’ll stretch you out real good too.” Jungkook cockily chuckles, gaze dragging down your body. Cheeks dimpling as his smile grows. “Our workout is no joke.”
“That sounds great and all but—“
“If you say no, you’re never going to get the summer body you’ve been whining about.” Jungkook snarls, more aggressively than you’re prepared for. Pinching at your waist as he continues. “Say goodbye to that thong bikini set you’ve been eyeing in your cart for the last few weeks.”
“What the hell Jungkook.” You sneer, smacking his hand off.
“He’s right, you can’t keep chowing down those protein bars and expect results with those weak ass squats you’ve been hitting.” Namjoon adds, bending at his knees to meet your lower half at eye level. “You may have a big ass, but you’re not nearly in enough shape at all to be wobbling this thing all over the beach.”
Before you can even begin to process how rude they’re both being, Namjoon’s large palms cup your bottom. Bouncing the weight of your buttcheeks against his thick hands. “A real shame, if you trained with us, we’d have you ready in a few weeks max.”
“Yeah, you already have a great foundation to work with here.” Jungkook says, delivering a firm smack and squeeze to your backside. Roughly gripping at the curvature of your ass. “Way too jiggly though, no one wants to see that strutting around in a G-string in broad daylight.” He huffs a laugh, smoothing up your spine. “So, what’s it going to be? Another summer of hiding your body and missing out on fun?”
Namjoon stands back up, tapping your chin to close your appalled mouth. “Orrrr you let us get this ass nice and fit?”
This cannot be the way they talk to their clients. Absolutely deplorable.
Not that they don’t have a point, no matter how crass they are going about making it. Letting out another sound of annoyance, you shrug, asking yourself how bad can it really be. Workout with them or endure the rest of summer of having to listen to their degrading rude comments.
“Fine, I’ll come over. Text me the address.”
“Stupendous!” Namjoon cheers, clapping his hands together and winking at Jungkook. “You won’t regret it, Omega.”
“This is how it’s going to go.”
The truth is, Jungkook and Namjoon have been trying to get inside of your pants for weeks now. They’re both growing more irritable by the minute. Everyday working another shift with you is torture. You just have to come in wearing the tightest most form fitting little shorts that scrunch up between your ass cheeks so perfectly. Hug your little waist and pronounce your rounded hips, distracting them both while they try to do their daily reps. Neither one of them can stand living another day of this without fucking you.
“We agreed that we both get a piece.” Jungkook cocks an eyebrow, crossing his arms. “You can’t just assume she’s more into you than me.”
“Who said I’m assuming?” Namjoon grinsz Lathering his beefy arms with oil to make his muscles glow under the gym lights. “You can’t assume shit either. As far as I can tell, she wants me bad. Just the other day she bounced on over to me.” He says while skipping on the balls of his feet, circling his hands around Jungkook’s bicep. “Namjoon! Namjoon! I need help with my burpees. You’re so good at them, please watch me to see where I can improve!”
“I was there.” He shoves the older Alpha off, rolling his eyes. “Definitely didn’t happen like that.”
“Doesn’t matter, she wants me.” Namjoon arrogantly shrugs. “Who wouldn’t.”
Jungkook waves him off, setting up an area to stretch. He rolls out a few mats for the three of you, not that you’ll be warming up for too long.. at least not the way that you’d assume. “You can’t back out of our plan now Joon. We saw her at the same time. No one gets dibs.”
“Whatever.” Namjoon scoffs, checking his phone again. Anxiously pacing for a text to ding on his screen that you’ve arrived. “The fuck is taking her so long?” He mumbles, adjusting his crotch. Ready to pounce on the next person to pass by him the more his anticipation grows. It’s not that he’s desperate or can’t get laid easily. No no, that’s never been an issue.. but you’re always going back and forth with the Alpha. Hot and cold, one second you’re checking him out, eyes slowly dragging down his large built frame with drool threatening to spill from your mouth, and the next you’re arguing with him again. Calling him a douchebag gym rat idiot who doesn’t know his left from his right.
He’s pent up mostly, after weeks of this back and forth with you. Of helping you stretch and squat, pressed so close together he has to relieve himself in the locker rooms immediately after.
Jungkook’s no better than him, even going as far as sniffing the hip abductor right after you’ve used it without wiping down the seat. It’s more pathetic how easily they’ve both fallen horny victims to the sight of your big bouncy voluptuous meaty ass. Always the main topic of discussion whenever they workout together.
“Look who’s finally here!” Namjoon announces boisterously, jumping onto the balls of his feet. He rips the door open with too much excitement, eyebrows raising up and down. “You’re late, just for that I’m not going to take it easy on you.”
“Were you ever planning to?” You sigh, trudging inside as if someone physically forced you to come.
Jungkook smiles brightly, taking your gym bag off of your hands. “We should warm up first, I’m feeling tight.” He pauses, eyeing your shorts that fit like a second skin. “I bet you are too.”
“I’ve had some hamstring issues as of late.” You mumble, following him over to the yoga mats he laid out.
“Oh, that’s not a big deal.” The Alpha slaps the mat next to him, getting down onto his knees into position. “Lay back. I’ll get you right.”
“I don’t know about that Jungkook, I think you should let me—“ the older Alpha quickly begins to say, pausing mid-sentence as Jungkook tugs you down to lay back. Placing his palm against your chest and pushing until you loosen up enough to get your back flat on the mat.
“There, not so hard is it?” He grumbles, winking up at Namjoon. Proceeding to reach for one of your ankles, he wraps around it, gingerly lifting your leg up. “It’s easier to stretch out this muscle with someone else’s help.”
The larger Alpha crosses his arms, the corners of his mouth annoyedly twitching. Watching sheer panic run across your face as you take a deep breath and try hard to relax. You have to know that neither one of them have any true intentions to actually workout with you.
“Uh, yeah, I’m not that flexible..” you mutter. Cheeks flaring with heat as Jungkook leans forward, perching your ankle on his shoulder.
“Don’t be silly,” he grins, continuing to push forward. Bracing his upper half with his fists pressed against the mat by your head, he leans in closer. “You’re already opening up so nicely.”
“Uh..” shooting Namjoon a look of concern, you timidly nod. Biting down on your lip as Jungkook covers more of your body with his much larger frame. Purposefully slotting his lower half against yours as he grabs onto your calf.
“Just like that.” The Alpha says quietly, continuing to press with more force. Getting your knee against your shoulder as he fully jams his hips between yours. “You were being too modest, look at how flexible you are. Is this where it hurts?” He hums, kneading at the back of your leg. Thumbs massaging right into your tight muscles.
“That’s—“ you hiss, squeezing your eyes shut to pretend that you don’t feel it. The bulging thick hardness rubbing against your covered core. The warmth budding between your lower halves. How hot and heavy his groin feels pressed against your flat mound. “Uhm.”
You squirm in an attempt to slide away, inadvertently raising your lower half up slightly from the mat. “Ah! Fuck!”
Jungkook grunts, raising one of his eyebrows up at Namjoon. Breath growing staggered as he rocks down with a bit more force. Testing out a fast swirl of his hips to really get his hard-on nudged between your core. “Does that feel good? Hmm?” He works harder on kneading your calf. Really getting his nimble digits deeper into your muscle tissue. “Should let me stretch you out more often. You’re too tight sweetheart.”
There’s enough innuendo behind his sarcastic tone to have you gasping. Peering up past him at the older Alpha hovering by with his lips disappearing behind an irritated thin line. “Is that really necessary, Jungkook?”
He questions, crouching down to get closer. Gaze shifting from your face to your chest rising and falling with rapid speed. “It’s—it’s—my other leg—“
Jungkook lets out a muffled sound, hauling your leg up from the mat onto his free shoulder to match both of your sides to the way he’s positioned you. Firmly pressing down with the full weight of his body to pretzel you in. “I’ve got you.”
“Sh-shit.” You heave, eyes rolling back. Scrapping your knees on the yoga mat as his hard-on punches forward. Digging his clothed lower half against yours with extra ferocity.
“Look like you’re quite enjoying that stretch.” Namjoon grins, smoothing tendrils of hair away from your face. Moving fully down onto his knees, he slots his lips near your ear, lowly whispering. “You little slut.”
The Alpha on top of you starts panting, cheeks flaring with splotches of pink and red. Noisily huffing as he thrusts forward again and again, pushing you up the mat with the roughness of his hips slamming into you.
“Is he stretching you out good?” Namjoon asks, deep raspy voice menacing and low. “Looks like it.” He shoves at the younger Alphas shoulder, directing him with a nod of his chin. “Enough, my turn.”
“Ugh, no.” He grits, large biceps hooking around your thighs. Tugging your lower half off the ground to get your dampening cunt slotted perfectly against his sweats. Forming a dark wet mark on his bottoms the harder he rolls into you. “Fuck, you’re soaking right through me. Slick smells so good, driving me crazy Omega.”
Fear etches between your eyebrows as your gaze jumps from one Alpha to the other. Scrambling to grab onto one of Namjoon’s thick built forearms for leverage. “Wh—can’t, no!”
“That’s no way to thank us for getting your ass into shape.” His tongue clicks, gripping a tuft of your hair in his hold. Yanking roughly to make your head slam back on the mat. “First lesson, learn the rules. Thank him for loosening up your tight muscles.”
“Oh my God!” You squirm, failing to free yourself out from beneath Jungkook’s large body. Clenching your thighs together onto his hips as warmth floods your stomach and heat builds. Rising fast up your chest, digging your nails into Namjoon’s forearm as he pulls on your hair again.
“Jesus fucking—“ Jungkook growls, shaking his head. Drawing back his hips with a slap to both of your thighs. He lets them plop down, setting his searing hot palms against your inner thighs to admire the large damp mark of slick on your shorts. Some of it even trickling down to your ass. “Shit that was hot.”
Without giving Jungkook another opportunity to pounce, Namjoon shoves him out of the way. Quickly hooking onto your thighs and twisting you to lay flat on your stomach. Not even bothering to spare your chest and chin with a warning as they bounce off the mat. Making you squeal out in pain and scratch at the floor. “A-ah!”
“Shut your ass up.” Namjoon sneers, tone ragged and harsh from waiting. He sucks at the drool flooding around his tongue. Salivating at the sight of your shorts snuggly tucked between your ass cheeks. It’s almost too pretty to ruin, stretching and cracking his knuckles as he reaches to squeeze and cup your ass with both hands. “Fuck, I’ve been waiting for this.”
“N-Namjoon, n-no..” you whimper, deeply arching into a more comfortable position. Sucking at the backs of your teeth as he begins to squeeze and knead, digging his fingers harder into your meaty ass.
“What did I tell you?” He leans over, a sadistic smile playing on his face. Cupping your chin to drag his lips against your forehead and lick down to your cheekbone. “About obeying what I say? You should be thanking me right now.”
Jungkook can’t pretend that watching Namjoon manhandle you isn’t turning him on. Making his cock spring back to life, itching to get in on the action somehow.
“Say it.” He grits, pinching your chin. Nipping at your cheek as his hips roll down, shoving his hard cock against your ass. “Say thank you.”
Clenching your teeth together, you look up blinking tears from your eyes. Meeting the younger Alphas heated gaze watching you behind a film of haze coating his dark irises. “T-thank you.”
“Shit man.” Jungkook sighs, messily running his finger through his hair. “Been thinking about this so long. Feel like I’m gonna bust the second I get inside of you.”
Namjoon breathily chuckles, licking at his lips and shoving a bicep under your neck to keep your gaze angled upward at Jungkook. “Thank you for what?” He says softly, rucking against you with more vigor. Groaning each time his sweats pass along the slit of his cock.
“F-for—“ you try to say, stumbling over your speech. Thighs shaking from trying to keep your lower half held up under his heavy weight. A few tear droplets pass down your cheeks, watching Jungkook’s face crumble as you stare up at him through blurred vision. “For training m-me.”
“Fuck.” He lets out a string of curses. Aggressively rubbing down his face, breathing out heavily. “You’re shameless.”
“A fast learner.” Namjoon sits back up, palms swiping down your sides. Cupping your hips to shove your ass together. “These stupid little shorts you’re always working out in. You know exactly what you’re doing.” Tickling up to your waist where they sit nice and tight, he wraps around the thin stretchy fabric. Slowly starting to roll the material down, fully clinging to your skin from the sweat and arousal dampening through them.
The room goes entirely silent and still, both of them holding their breath when he finally manages to get your shorts down enough to see a pair of lace pink panties squished between your voluptuous buttcheeks. Creamy and soaking wet with slick, the scent of your desire.
“Goddamn.” Namjoon whispers, quickly pulling them lower. Using the stretch of the fabric to squeeze beneath your ass and bounce your plump globes. “I’m going to have to give you extra lessons.” He snorts, shoving the shorts down to your knees. Sucking at his teeth as he bends forward, sliding his nose down between your buttcheeks without warning.
“N-no! I’m all sweaty!”
“Even better.” Jungkook mumbles, stroking himself through his sweats. Cock fully hardened, screaming at him with the need to be in Namjoon’s place. “Sweat means you’re working hard.”
The larger Alpha could care even less to hear your complaints. Delivering two hard smacks down on your ass, he buries further inside. Blatantly digging his nose into the lace fabric wrinkled against your wet rim. Deeply and noisily inhaling to lather your delicious aroma all over his tongue. His eyes roll back as he licks at the material hiding your core. Slurping the wet slick that continues to fountain out as if your pussy could beg any harder.
Dragging his nose up and down over and over again, he surfaces holding in his breath. Letting out a dramatic sigh before spreading your buttcheeks open, murmuring curse after curse. “Look at those pretty tight holes. Gonna have to get those nice and stretched out too. Don’t know how you’ll take the both of us Omega.”
“Oh f-fuck.” You whine, knees falling off balance. Lazily flopping down onto your stomach with a groan. Soreness aching up your thighs from holding yourself up for so long. “Please..”
“Oh?” He says, caressing up the backs of your thighs. “Are you begging now?”
“Of course she is. What do you want?” Jungkook asks, brushing hair away from your face. “Use your words sweetheart.”
“T-touch me.” Your voice trembles, overwhelmed by Jungkook’s soft voice and Namjoon’s rough hands working in succession. Their body heat radiating off of the walls. The powerful scent of masculine dominance they both exude combined with sweat. Churning heat through your belly, only able to find comfort in the smooth palm rubbing against your cheek. “Wanna c-cum..”
“Hmm,” Namjoon murmurs raspily. Shoving your thighs open further to get a better look at your pussy. Lacey panties completely drenched through, clinging to your cunt so perfectly. Shaped around your slit and entrance like a map that will lead him to gold. “Can you cum like this?”
Warm breath blows out against your throbbing hole, slick arousal pulsating out. Clamping your eyes shut with a small nod against Jungkook’s hand in response. “Please, m-make me cum..”
“You really think that you deserve to already?” Jungkook playfully smirks, brushing your cheekbone with his thumb. “What do you say, Hyung?”
Namjoon sets a hot kiss against the seat of your panties. Palming your buttcheeks again before he sits back up, lips wet with slick.
“P-please?” You whimper loudly, looking over your shoulder at their two broad looming figures. Devious gazes letting you know that they aren’t about to make this easy for you.
It should hurt when Jungkook grips your ass with his strong hands. Baring his teeth as he finally gets the chance to feel you up and grope what he’s been jerking off to for weeks now. “C’mere.” He mutters, hauling you off of the mat onto his lap.
The two of them work quickly to remove your top and shorts. Tugging them off of your legs and yanking your sports bra off, successfully working together to get you down to nothing.
“I thought you already looked obscene enough in these stupid little gym sets.” Jungkook’s hands roughly graze up your torso, squeezing under your breasts. “But this..”
“Needs oil.” Namjoon’s quick to rise to his feet, grabbing the bottle he used to grease up his muscles before you arrived. “Isn’t that right?”
Squeezing the bottle with both hands, he pours oil down from your chest to your stomach, trickling its way lower and lower. Forming driblets down your upper and inner thighs. Clinging to the patch of hair lined up above your clit. “Baby wants to cum, then baby needs to play nice. Learn how to work for what you want.”
Jungkook rubs the oil around your torso, hissing against your ear. Fingers inching closer and closer to your pulsating heat. “I’ll d-do it, work for it.” You whimper, blinking tears away from your eyes. Hips twitching to feel something touch the hot space between your thighs.
“Yeah?” Namjoon lazily eyes you, holding himself back from throwing you on the ground and not fuck you within an inch of your life. Nodding at Jungkook, he motions for him to get you on all fours. The two work together to manhandle you into the position they want, spilling more oil down your back and ass. “Show me.”
A sneaking glance over your shoulder has Jungkook cocking an eyebrow at you, pointing with his chin. “You heard him, make that ass bounce Omega.”
The noises that fill the room sound more thunderous than either of them could have prepared for. Drooling at the ripple rushing up and down your bottom. Two fat globes smacking together, arching your back deep as you work to clap your ass cheeks together.
“Shit. Fuck.” Jungkook groans, lasting no longer than a minute before he’s reaching to touch you. To get his greedy paws back on you to wobble your ass around in his hands, mumbling about how much better than porn this is. “Wanna eat your asshole out.” He spits between words, sucking on his drool. Bumping his hip into the other Alphas to move him out of the way, nose diving straight for your rim to swallow the taste of you.
“Oh, fuck yeah, baby.” Shoving the round tip of his nose against your hole, he takes another loud deep inhale. Eyes rolled up looking at the back of his skull. Losing his mind as your cries of protest grow louder and you pathetically fail to free yourself from his hold. Digging his fingers so roughly and deep into your hips that they’re sure to bruise. “Come on, keep bouncing.”
The Alphas deep voice vibrates up your spine, making it impossible to do anything other than listen to him. Throwing your lower half against his face, gliding his large nose up and down your ass crack as he swallows long breaths of air. Occasionally slipping his tongue across your rim when you brush against his mouth again and again. Another round of curses fly from his lips, raising up with a bewildered look on his face. Slick trickling off of his mouth and chin like a man gone mad.
“Fuck, you’re too good.” He laughs quietly, a bit maniacally. Shoving his sweats down to free his wet hard cock. “Gonna make me cum so fast with this big fat ass.” Jungkook licks over his spit slick lips, stroking his length with one hand as he steadies you. Pressing his other hand down on your lower back to deepen your arch once again. “Just a little bit..”
The pressure against your rim immediately raises your head, eyes wide as another sound of dismay squeaks out of you. Scratching at the floor and shaking, searching for something to grab and drag yourself away from the large intrusion pressing against your asshole. “N-no! Not there!”
“Oh, she likes it.” Namjoon chides. Proudly smiling as he pours more oil down your backside. Most of it dripping down the middle to land on Jungkook’s cock, darkening his sweats beneath. “A slut like you with an ass like this,” his tongue clicks against his teeth, moving around to hold your buttcheeks open for Jungkook. “Bet you’ve never taken a dick this big up your ass before.”
The Alphas palms cup under your butt, pulling your hole to stretch open, making it easier for Jungkook to push until the head of his cock pops past your tight ring of muscle. “Oh fuck! Fuckfuck!” His jaw drops, lips hung open, gawking at the obscene wide stretch of his length struggling to push past your tight ass. “Squeezing me so good, fuck Omega.”
“Look at this.” Namjoon isn’t even trying to tease him. Tongue clicking in disbelief as he enjoys the view of your little asshole split open, as if he was the one fucking your hole. He bounces your ass against his palms, testing the weight, groaning as his balls jump and tighten. “Need in this pussy, right now.”
Namjoon shoots the younger Alpha a glare, silently warning him before he rips you away. Arms flexed and bulging as he scoops you up, looping around your thighs to get a good hold on you. “Dude, what the fuck!”
Jungkook practically whimpers, heart beating at a fast pace, shooting up to his feet full of adrenaline. “I was about to!—“
“Shut up.” Namjoons twists, slamming your back to the nearest wall. Sending you arching forward with a pained howl. Hooking his arms under your knees, he shoves one hand beneath his shorts and pushes them down quickly. Wasting no more time to get his cock inside of you. His eyes shoot open, taking in the pleasured and shocked expression rolling down your face as he penetrates your hole. Slick wet pussy already clenching down on his cockhead tight even as you hesitantly tilt your hips forward and try to grab onto the wall.
It’s less than a moment you have to fully register how big he is. Glancing down with wide eyes when you see it up close. The thick girth of him straining against your opening. Flushed all red and full of blood, glistening with precum and arousal helplessly sliding from your cunt.
“Fuck.” Namjoon’s thick arms adjust, dropping one of your legs to hang. Toes left barely touching the ground. He pushes harder against your other leg, fully propping your backside to the wall as he inches forward. The pressure of it makes your stomach tighten with fear, anticipation, smacking butterfly wings against your insides. Softly grunting as he breaches your hole, his gaze darkens, heady eyes finding yours. “Fuck, you take my cock.. so pretty. L-look so pretty for me, Omega.”
“Asshole.” Jungkook mumbles, falling onto the couch nearby. Stroking at his hard size as he watches the two of you.
Pleasure surges up your spine despite the initial impact of pain, letting out a throaty whine as his huge cock splits you open. Tingles erupt through your chest when he slams inside, sinking every inch deep in you. Hot lips pressed to your throat murmuring about how amazing you feel, raw and tight. Like an angel begging to be wrecked, cutting your wings off of yourself for a sliver of dick.
His long fingers wrap around your chin, swiveling his hips down to really stretch you open. “Joonie..”
A soft little whispered sound of his name barely echoes from your swollen lips. Eyes already glazed over with hunger to get fucked. Gripping the life out of his cock as he shoves harder at your leg, knee pressed to your shoulder. The same plump soft lips that berate you nonstop at work crash against yours. Slick with spit, making it messy and easy to slip his tongue between your parted mouth. Wet tongues slide together, lower halves steadily grinding, even as aching pain shoots up your leg from struggling to keep your tippy toes on the floor.
“S-squeezing me, so fucking tight.” Namjoon huffs out breathily, licking down your throat. Lips tracing your collarbone, nipping when he reaches your shoulder. “Too big for you, hmm, baby?” A little smirk plays at the corner of his lips, cheeks dimpled. His pace picking up speed. He draws out until his cockhead is only left inside of you. Neck dropping to admire how much you’ve drenched his size. Sweats soaked through with all of your thirsty arousal. “You can take it.”
He barrels back in, throttling your body into the wall with too much strength. Slapping his free hand down along your throat to hold you in place as he builds up a fast paced rhythm. The stroking heat of his length rips through you, fucking your insides, hitting deeper and deeper with each thrust.
Soft pained moans struggle out of your lips, urging the Alpha to tighten his grip on your neck. Thick fingers hold your head to the wall, tilting his hips up higher to fuck harder into your pussy.
“A-ah!” You squeak out, weakly slapping at the wall. “F-feels good.”
“Ah, fuck.” Namjoon’s face crumples, eyebrows twisted together.
“I’m—c-cum—“ drool collects at the corners of your mouth. Slowly trickling out, eyes rolled back. “Alpha, I’m cum—cumming!”
“Ugh! No.” Namjoon’s hips come to a complete stop. Face dropping to your chest, rolling his sweaty forehead around. Scalding hot whenever his skin meets yours. “Not y-yet.”
It’s harder for him to stop than he wants to let on. But he made a deal with Jungkook, unfortunately.
Flexing your toes on the floor, you let out another pitiful cry. Shaking your head as his hand loosens. The warmth in your belly spreads higher, pussy angrily sucking around the Alphas cock for more. “Fuck, ah baby, that’s too much.”
A noisy lewd pop reverberates up your spine, easing your leg down as he pulls out. Face hung, gasping for his breath. Namjoon steals another kiss before Jungkook’s shoving him out of the way. Keeping his lips attached to yours until his friend successfully moves him.
Jungkook gives you less than a few seconds to take in his gorgeous body. Ripped abs and burly arms, tattoos glistening with sweat and oil that smeared on him. All naked in his glory with his clothes discarded somewhere near the couch. He grabs onto your waist and slams your chest to the wall. Gathering your hair into a bundle with one fist, warm mouth finding your ear. “Forget about me already?”
A strong hand smacks your meaty ass, gripping hard. He pulls your butt open, getting your lower back to arch for him. Hot and big, just barely grazing your rim. He lets out a breathy sigh, licking the shell of your ear. “I’ll make sure you remember now.”
The tip of his cock catches against your rim, setting tremors off throughout your limbs. He grunts and pushes down, angling his hips lower to mash his size between your folds. Quickly getting your slick all over his length.
If Namjoon’s big, Jungkook is unfathomably huge. Only able to get the tip of his length inside of you with ease thanks to Namjoon stretching you out. “Oh my God!” You shriek, scratching down the wall. Wide eyes full of fear as you attempt to shimmy your hips away.
Nothing can get Jungkook to stop, slamming his forearm against the center of your back, he lands another brutal slap down on your ass. Burying his cock in deeper, squeezing more of your dripping wet slick down your inner thighs.
“Shit.” Jungkook groans, looping his other arm around your neck. Using his weight to push you forward, he nudges the back of your head. Thrusting hard to get the entirety of his length inside of you. “Real fucking tight Omega.”
The strength he uses to manhandle you into the position he wants has you gasping, startled by his forcefulness. The loud clap of his bare naked hips meeting your ass drowns out your whines, choking on cries as his bicep curls under your chin. Using your shoulder to hold on tight and put you in a perfect chokehold.
Jungkook fucks deep. Not bothering to take it slow after having to watch Namjoon have his way with you. Each thrust is wilder than the last, filling your mind with bliss. As much as it aches to take a cock so big, the pleasure of getting fucked to the point of feeling like a ragdoll surpasses it. Chin bobbing against his sweaty bicep with every jerky slap of his lower half against yours. Sending rippling waves through your asscheeks that bounce around him from the impact.
Jungkook’s noisy raspy tone cuts through all of it, spinning your head further away with every small growl and grunt. The way his vocal chords tremble, letting much too pathetic of whines in-between for someone fucking you akin to a beast. Using your hole like nothing more than a fleshlight to take care of his needs and get him off.
His cock abuses the wet walls of your pussy, wrapping his other arm around your waist. Keeping your body up with each plummeting ram of his hips and powerful arms wrapped around you tight like a belt.
Warmth boils over inside of your belly, spilling out and splashing slick trickles down between your thighs without even realizing. Too cock drunk off of his length reshaping your hole and the sounds of exertion vibrating down your spine to realize. Not even the squirt of release slows Jungkook down, only tightening his arms around your neck and waist as he plunges through your clenching heat.
The sudden rush of another orgasm tickles through your gut. “Oh my God, A-alpha!”
Messy thrusts continue to fuck through the spasm of your pussy. Milking every inch of his cock gliding through your gripping heat. Tears dribble down your cheeks, gathering inside of your mouth mixing with spit. Pushing you past the brink of overstimulation, your hands slide down the walls. Drooling on Jungkook’s bicep as your neck goes weak and your teeth weakly dig into his muscle. “Pl-please, ah—please, i-inside me.”
A deep low growl rumbles up his chest, shaking against your sweaty back. Releasing all of his desire and needs, he pushes forward, pinning you flat to the wall.
“Down boy.” Namjoon firmly warns him, cocking an eyebrow.
Rule number 1: ‘You can’t cum if I don’t cum.’
“Fuck you.” Jungkook spits. Humping against your ass bouncing back hard against him with a mind of its own. Panting as he buries his cock deep and lets out a shout. Desperate to keep fucking you, over and over again. Stretch your pussy to fit his cock whenever, wherever. He glares at the older Alpha, wrapping his hands tight around your waist and drawing his lower half back.
The sound of his cock pulling out echoes, loud and wet, leaving your hole gaped. Pulsating around nothing but air with wet slick pouring down to your knees. “Fuck Omega.” Slapping your ass a few more times, he stills to catch his breath. Pressing a litter of kisses up your spine to your shoulder. “C’mere, sweet thing.”
Jungkook’s rough raw voice has your eyes fluttering open, eyelashes clumped with tears. The same arms that had you caged in place swarm your body. Chaining his thick biceps around your torso and hips, he maneuvers you to face the couch Namjoon’s been patiently sitting on. Losing his clothes in the process with his hand wrapped loosely around the swelling base of his length to keep himself satiated.
The sight of him all bare and man-spread aches through your core. Knowing they aren’t done with you yet, only starting to have their fun. Jungkook lifts you off of your feet with ease, reminding you of how easily he can break you. Bench pressing three times what you weigh just to warm himself up. He strides to the couch and plops down, tugging you onto his lap. Hard cock pressed to your lower back, licking at your sweet sweaty nape. “Even your sweat tastes delicious.”
“Yeah?” Namjoon asks curiously, leaning over to lick at a droplet rolling down your chest. Following it to the space between your breasts before his lips latch onto your nipple. Greedily sucking and scratching his teeth against your perked sensitive bud. “Taste real fucking good.”
“Babies pretty pussy got all ruined.” Jungkook mockingly pouts, cool metal chill against your heated skin as he kisses your cheek. Hands crawling down from your stomach to the tops of your thighs. Hauling them open over his built muscular legs. “Who else is gonna wanna fuck you now?”
Dark eyes line up to yours, rubbing his forehead against the side of yours to look at him. “Can’t get your ass into shape, can’t keep that pussy tight. What the fuck can you do?” His tongue clicks, humming. “Nothing but a useless slut, a stupid sloppy hole to fuck.”
Shrill embarrassment burns from the top of your head down to your toes. Sinking back against him wanting to hide. Stretched open and exposed on his lap for Namjoon to see what a mess they’ve made of your pussy. Gaped and fucked raw, pouring out dollops of slick as their hands roam and grope over your body. “P-please Alphas, I’m—I’m going crazy.”
Namjoon snickers, moving down to the floor to get on his knees. Strong hands scoop under your legs to push them up, perching your feet on Jungkook’s strong thighs. “Fuck, you’re so pretty down here.”
“Alpha,” you say brokenly, head falling back onto Jungkook’s shoulder. Keeping you positioned to feel completely split open, both of your holes ready for the taking. “Please.. w-wanna cum.”
“Baby wants to cum?” He snorts, letting out a breathy laugh. Rubbing the pad of his finger against your tight rim, he sucks at the saliva filling up his mouth.
“And what the fuck makes you think,” Jungkook grabs your chin, twisting your neck to look at him. Roughly pushing three of his fingers past your lips, pressing down on the middle of your tongue. “That a slutty ass useless Omega deserves to cum before us?”
“Please.” You gurgle, choking as he presses in deeper past his first knuckle. Reaching for your tonsils to tickle at.
“What was that?” Namjoon kisses at the backs of his teeth. Pressing his finger against your tight muscle. Sucking in a deep breath as he gets it inside past his nail. “Fuck, even your asshole can’t go a second without cock. Gripping around me begging for it.” He hisses, easing his digit deeper inside. Tongue pressed to the roof of his mouth to stop himself from moaning. You just feel too fucking good.
“She loose enough?” Jungkook questions, trying to slide lower on the couch behind you.
“Not a chance.” Namjoon whistles, leaning forward to lick a stripe up and down your asshole. “Tight little pussy and ass. Can tell that all you do is waste it on tiny shrimp dick. Probably fucking Betas.”
“N-no.” You whine around Jungkook’s fingers. Thrusting past your lips, making a nasty filthy mess of spit all over your chin. Flaring heat up your cheeks with every degrading word they say, each action making you tense up. Itching like a fiend for more.
“What a fucking whore.” Jungkook smirks, dragging his fingers down your chin. Smacking his wet digits against your cheek until your eyes clench shut and you whimper. Leaving a stinging pain behind.
“Y-yours.” You cry, feeling light-headed. Chest pounding with arousal and need, desperation taking over as your desire to climax consumes you. “Only your whore Alpha.”
“God, you’re real nasty.” Jungkook says, more than pleased. Cupping underneath your knees to situate himself into a more comfortable position beneath you. Peering down at Namjoon, he nods with his chin, hips jumping when his friend's large hand wraps around his hard length. A touch he’s not used to, calloused and scratchy, nowhere near smooth and delicate.
“Put it in.” Jungkook groans, eyelashes fluttering. Neck sinking into the couch cushion as his cockhead kisses your rim once again. He has to control himself to not immediately pound inside of you. Body shaking all over the closer he gets to finally getting his cock inside of your tight asshole.
Namjoon shoots a wad of spit at the youngers dick, eyebrows furrowed as he positions the thick girth. Making his cock jump between his thighs as his drool trickles down the underside of Jungkook’s veiny throbbing size. “Shit..”
Shaking his head, he strokes down Jungkook’s length to swipe over his ballsack. “Let’s see how much of a mess you can make, Omega.”
Breath locks between your lungs, seeing white for a minute when he breaches your rim. Too large and thick, prodding his cock past your resistant muscle. He doesn’t care if your body screams no, for him to stop, that it hurts. The Alpha only seems to feed off of your tears. Doesn’t even stop as your body freezes and locks up, somehow still sliding his cock through the tightest vacuuming suck he’s ever felt.
“Too much! S’too much!!”
“Never enough.” Jungkook moans, wrapping his large tattooed arm around your waist to better ease you down onto his cock. Getting the rest of his fat girth inside of you with one more thrust. A choked moan pushes free from your raw throat when he fully fits inside your ass. Quaking all around as pain circuits throughout your body. Only granting you a few seconds to pant and try to catch your breath. He’s fucking into you with abandon in the next, hands wandering all over your waist. Hoisting you up and down his cock as he slams his hips up. “Ugh! Fuck yeah, that’s it.”
The Alpha is ruthless, rolling his hips up. Using all of his strength to lift your ass on and off of his length. Forcing each painful inch deep inside.
Namjoon rubs at his face watching your rim get completely wrecked. Running sweaty palms through his messy hair, he groans and reminds himself to eat your ass out next time before Jungkook takes over.
“Come on.” Jungkook practically howls, slapping the outside of your thigh. “Fuck me.”
“A-alpha—ahh!” Each glide of his cock feels so deep. Too deep. Fucking you in a way that doesn’t even feel real, making your brain melt. “C-can’t!”
The shadow of Namjoon’s broad frame blankets over you, coming to stand with his meaty pecs bouncing. Biceps and abdominal muscles flexing. “You can.” A sly grin plays on his lips, reaching for both of your hands. He slides them down his sweaty chest, running them over his taut stomach. Tongue dragging across his lips as he slots his cock between your wet folds. “And you will.”
Namjoon firmly slams your hands onto your stomach, nodding for Jungkook to keep your legs up. Holding your thighs open and perched despite how much they shake and threaten to close shut. “Fucking hell Hyung, hurry the fuck up. My balls are about to fall off, asshole.”
Jungkook’s strained voice rocks against your backside, vibrating from his chest. Sweating against you and sandwiching your smaller frame between their built bodies, the smell of testosterone dizzily filling up your senses. Drifting deeper into the haze of overwhelming pleasure scorching through your nerves. Sinking further into the scent of Alpha wrapped around you. Blubbering nonstop nonsense and drooling, sniffling at the tears that won’t stop rolling down your cheeks.
Namjoon wedges between your puffy abused cunt, eyes wrinkling shut together. Cursing under his breath as he rubs the tip against your hard swollen clit. “Need to fuck you full.”
This is hotter than he could have ever imagined, partially due to Jungkook also dragging you around. Keeping you impaled on his cock, making the view of your chubbed vaginal lips even more debauched with his dick tugging your rim open, painfully stretched around his monstrous length.
Words slur together between all of the heavy panted breaths the three of you take. The gushing sound of Namjoon’s cock pushing inside is followed by Jungkook jerking his hips up. Wetness sliding down and slickening his way to easily glide through your tight ass.
“F-full!” You keen, weakly throwing your head back. Coughing around spit gathering at the back of your mouth. The two of them move at opposite times, one thrusting in as the other draws out. Making the splash of arousal so much messier, getting it all over their thighs, the couch. Dripping huge droplets of slicks with each deep penetrating slide of Namjoon’s cock filling up your cunt. “T-too much, Alpha, OhmyGod! S-splitting me o-open!”
Frantically stammering, you can’t do more than whimper, softly wailing. Trapped with Jungkook’s strong hands hooked under your knees. Namjoon holding you in place to take and take, feeding your cunt without falter.
“Doing so good, Omega.” Jungkook’s gruff voice whispers next to your ear. Teeth chattering, pushing his hips up sloppily the more he exerts his stamina. From merciless hammering your asshole to rutting up, still too hard and fast, but slow enough to pull out to the tip. Pushing back inside when Namjoon draws out, as if he likes the way you react best when they use you like this.
Namjoon’s hips smack between yours, wet skin clapping. Making you guttarly moan, face scrunched, begging for them to finish. “Oh—fuck fuck!”
The two seem to understand how close you are from the strewn out long moan you let out. Chasing faster, racing to fuck into you deeper than the other. Making your orgasm stretch out as you lock up, muscles tensing, clenching down on both of them hard enough to have then simultaneously groaning.
“That’s it, that’s it. Squeezing around me so fucking good Omega. Fuck you good little slut.” Jungkook’s wet lips drag down your neck. Biting on your shoulder, focusing all of his energy on fucking you through your release. To stop himself from burying his teeth hard enough to break skin.
Namjoon buries so deep, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix. Pressing his palm flat against the skin beneath your navel. Teeth grinding as he orders you to cum, to make a fucking mess.
A round of pleasepleaseplease chant from your tired lips. So drained and exhausted, moaning out loud as they work in unison to fuck you. Forgetting for a moment that they’re trying to outdo each other.
A painful garbled sound passes from your mouth, bouncing between them completely limp. Fucked senseless, squirting another stream of slick out around Namjoon’s cock. Powerful enough to still his hips as he groans and has to clench his eyes while you clamp around him to not pop a knot. The threat of it showing around the swollen base of his cock. Losing his breath when he looks between your bodies in disbelief at the slick pouring down his legs.
“Pl-please.. cum, inside me.”
Hearing your shattered broken voice beg to be fucked more, even with your body ready to tap out, ready to give up. Jungkook loses it, ignoring that Namjoon even exists as his cock spears inside your ass. Somehow thrusting even harder than before with a renewed vigor, a goal to fuck your ass full of his cum.
“You g-greedy little whore.” Jungkook faintly says between gritted teeth. Hips drilling upward, finally losing their rhythm. A choked groan wrestles out of his throat, hips snapping sharp. Quickly and messily jabbing inside of your ass. He freezes, yelping and howling. Violently jerking inside of you as his cock releases hot creamy spurts. Filling your asshole full of cum, squishing out around his large size anywhere it can without a knot to keep you plugged up. Making more of a filthy disaster all over his thighs.
Jungkook finally seems to go lifeless, hands slipping from your legs. Collapsing under your weight as his cock starts to soften and he lowly curses.
“One more.” Namjoon trembles, grabbing onto your ankles. Making Jungkook’s cock slip out and leave you so disgustingly open, spilling out everything.
“N-no..”
“Shh.” He hushes, breathing heavily. Visibly trembling as he sets your ankles onto his large broad shoulders. “Gonna fill your pussy up, Omega.”
It all happens so fast, getting himself on top of your smaller build. Using Jungkook’s body as a mattress as he fucks back into you. Noisy grunts pass between his gasped breaths, spewing filthy obscenities the harder he fucks you. “Love getting your pussy fuck, don’t you?” He struggles to say, stammering. “Gonna cum inside your slutty pussy. Make it mine. Make that Omega cunt cry for me.”
Snaking one of his hands between your bodies, he pinches at your hard throbbing clit, rubbing at it to make you lose your mind. “Yeah, squeeze me like that.” Namjoon throws his head back, sweaty neck pulsating. Angry veins lining his throat, shaking with his groans.
Frantic movements rapidly fuck into you, pushing into the hilt with each thrust. Making your vision go white again as searing pleasure hits once more and the weakest driblet of slick pours from your hole. Losing your ability to beg or cry. Turned into the perfect little fuck toy that will listen and bend over whenever he wishes.
The wet squelch of your pussy only grows louder, allowing him to fill you to the brim. Cock thrumming as he curses under his breath and hot strings shoot at your cervix. Violently twitching inside of you, filling both of your holes until you feel completely destroyed.
“Fuck, that was…”
The Alpha sighs, collapsing to the side, having to shut his eyes as the ceiling spins above him.
That was perfect.
Jungkook hums in agreement, hugging around your waist and maneuvering you to lay on your sides. Legs lazily hanging off of the couch.
A frown tugs your lips down as the younger Alpha kisses your cheek. Making him sit up enough to get a better look at your face. “What’s wrong baby?”
“Alphas didn’t knot me..”
Namjoon gruffly laughs in disbelief, eyes disappearing. Shaking his head as he shares a look with Jungkook. “Next time.”
warnings— fondling/body inspection, slut shaming, mentions of being drugged(not by jungkook), somnophilia, size difference, big dick jungkook, degradation, unprotected sex, rough sex, squirting, breeding
‘Watch over your sister for me, yeah? I really didn’t want you brats to come along on my honeymoon but her mom insisted.’
‘Step-sister.’
Jungkook curses under his breath, lathering his chest with sun protection from the pool chair he’s been glued to while silently watching you prance around flirting with every damn Alpha in sight.
This is fucking ridiculous.
He tried to argue with his father, exclaiming loudly that he’s no one’s babysitter. He’s too old for this shit, you are too old for this shit. Only to get shut down immediately and reprimanded for being so insolent.
It’s only been 3 months since your parents mated and decided to take the traditional human route. An absurdly overpriced wedding ceremony and luxury cruise honeymoon, one that he had zero interest in being a part of, and yet here he is. Against his will.
‘Not everyone can be lucky enough to bring their kids along on a once in a lifetime vacation like this.’ Your mom had said with a huge smile, squeezing you against her side while Jungkook’s father grimaced and forced a pleased grin onto his unenthused face.
Kids? He’s a fucking grown ass man. Not his fault that piled up student loans have screwed him out of the opportunity to move out sooner. He’s not the one that insisted on becoming a doctor.
‘No son of mine will embarrass my name with some bullshit nonsensical career. Medical school is the only option unless you plan to find your ass on the street in a few weeks.’
God, his dad can be such a fucking dickhead.
The last thing Jungkook wanted was to spend a week stuck on a cruise ship with you of all people. Even worse when he found out you’d be sharing a room together. At least he got to claim the bed closest to the window, not that looking out of a cruise ship did much other than make his stomach turn upside down.
This is seriously miserable. And of course you managed to pack nothing but the skimpiest summer outfits. If your parents weren’t so busy holed up together likely fucking like rabid newlyweds(disgusting), he’s sure that your mother would have some choice words for your attire.
“Should you really be wearing that?” He snickered at you this morning. Still laying in bed when you exited the bathroom with your hair and face all dolled up. Nothing but a string bikini and sheer sarong hung on your hips. “It’s 9 in the morning.”
“We’re on a cruise and it’s mid-August. Just because you like to create a sauna for your balls in those baggy sweats doesn’t mean the rest of us can’t enjoy summer.” You shot him a glare before sliding on a pair of sunglasses. Flicking your hair over your shoulder and exiting your shared room without another glance. “Later loser.”
Really, he should slap you. Right on the ass. It’s not as if you have any problem showing it off. Especially not around the hungry unmated Alphas that have started to swarm around you at the pool currently. His father would probably pat him on the back for putting you in your place, someone has to. Who knows when the last time was that you had a real Alpha in your life that corrected this foul behavior for you. Heaven knows your mother is much too clueless to bother punishing you for acting like such a..
“Slut.” He scoffs quietly, rolling his eyes. Another young, unmated, handsome Alpha approaches you, easily gliding an arm around your waist with a huge grin on his face that you reciprocate. This has to be the seventh guy that’s approached you in only the last 2 hours now. It can’t seriously be this easy..
It’s annoying more than anything to listen to you squeak out little playful screams, soft breathy giggles, utilizing your loose hands to grab onto the many different bulging biceps attempting to latch around you. Jungkook can’t help but to feel more and more enraged the longer he sits here watching. God, you haven’t even noticed him.
He can’t stand to watch this bullshit for much longer. His dad had bribed him with limitless spa visits and bar access anyway for agreeing to come.
He sighs and hesitantly gets up, sauntering his way over to you. Taking a hold of your elbow from behind, he pulls you against his chest. “Hey you.” He says flatly, tone low and serious.
“Huh? Ew, get off of me!”
Jungkook’s ready to tell you off, only to be stopped by 2 large Alphas that shove him back. “Hey man! You heard her!”
“Stop stop!” You intervene before they can pummel him into smithereens. “He’s my step-brother.”
A silent ominous dread passes between the two of you, catching each other's gaze for only a few fleeting seconds before looking away. “Whatever.” He mutters, carelessly waving you off. “Hope they do something unforgivable to you.”
He’ll regret whispering that if any of these brutes touch you without your consent. They shouldn’t. They don’t even know or care about you. Not that he does either.. but he knows you well enough to know that these aren’t the Alphas you should be wasting your time with.
The bar calls to him, charging his way towards the one far away from the pool area. His march slows down, coming to a halt mid-hallway to shove his head inside of a dark room full of neon lights and rapid clicking sounds.
“Gaming room?!” Leave it to his father to fail to mention this ship has a huge fucking arcade. He’s always hated Jungkook’s lifelong gaming addiction. Knowing his son, he’d predict for him to be holed up in here the entire trip instead of enjoying his vacation.
Hours and hours fly by as he competes with the other losers holed up in the ships arcade. Young men with no interest in burning off their first layer of skin out on deck. He plays well into the evening until his hand starts to cramp up and he envisions a clear future of himself 50 years down the line with a permanently claw shaped grip.
“I should head out.” He announces. Bowing before parting ways with the new group of shipmates he befriended while playing, mentioning to catch up with them tomorrow. He walks out toward the room he’s sharing while rubbing at his stomach. Definitely missed dinner while lost in an intense brawl in Street Fighter, room service would have to do.
He’s starving actually, the more he thinks about it. You had a lot of snacks when you unpacked, maybe he could sneak something for himself. By now you’re probably locked up in some Alphas room doing what he refuses to let his mind imagine.
The last thing he’d expect to see when unlocking the door is you laid out in bed, flat on your stomach and fast asleep. Still in your tiny bathing suit, curled up like a kitten breathing softly. It takes him aback for a few seconds, gripping onto the door frame as he takes in your manicured toenails, smooth waxed limbs, and the pert round of your ass jutted out so nicely. Locking the door behind him, he recalls his father’s words to watch out for you, make sure you stay out of trouble.
Something about how a pretty little Omega like you is susceptible to dangerous Alphas wanting nothing more than to bite into your supple flesh. To mark you as theirs.
Jungkook should check, make sure his dads worries have not come true. That’s the only reason he gingerly lifts your ankle up and smooths his palm up your calf. Slowly tracing up the muscle in search of any markings that could indicate an Alpha attempted to claim you as theirs.
It’s amazing how silky soft your skin feels, not a single bump or even a slight hint of stubble. You really must have gotten waxed before venturing out on this trip, which only makes him wonder if you opted for a full body service. That would only make sense, what with the 10 different stringy bikini sets he watched you pull out of your luggage.
“Hmm,” pushing your thighs apart, he climbs onto the bed. Knees sinking into the mattress between your spread open legs.
Inner-thigh would be a prime area for any Alpha to leave a mark. Something not too obvious that reeks of ownership. “Nothing.”
Not a single mark on your smooth skin, so easily rippling under his touch. Sinking and kneading his fingertips into the meaty flesh lining your upper thigh, he can’t stop the sigh that exits his mouth. Leaning down closer to untie your sarong.
You must have come back from the pool all heat exhausted and knocked out. Good thing, because any Alpha would be too tempted around an Omega so innocently vulnerable like this. Not Jungkook though, he’d never do anything to hurt you. That’s why he has taken it upon himself to watch after you, his precious baby step-sister. Because who better than him to make sure a bratty Omega like you knows her place?
Oh what’s that? Is that..
“Bite marks.” He sneers, pushing your buttcheeks open to get a full look at what looks like indentations left behind on the top of your left ass cheek. Who the fuck have you been allowing to mark up your otherwise flawless complexion?
Right on your ass? You fucking slut.
He licks at his teeth out of hunger, sitting back on his haunches and bending in even closer for a real magnified look. Cupping your ass and pushing your butt apart, he buries his fingers into your buttcheeks. The tip of his round nose brushes along the backs of your thighs. Squinting at your rim covered only by a small teenie lycra material that flexes with each rough massage from his hands.
They could be teeth marks, maybe a light scratch. Maybe his heated up brain is playing tricks on him. Either way, one thing is for certain, no one should be leaving a mark on you. No one except him.
“Jungkook?” Your groggy confused voice opens his eyes wide and full. Looking up over the roundness of your bottom, he catches your gaze momentarily. “What are you doing?”
“What I should have done weeks ago.”
Jungkook gulps, shaking his head rapidly with his back pressed to the door. He hasn’t moved an inch since entering your room. Swallowed up by the scent of you spread between these four walls. He has to work to control his breathing, reaching up to physically cover his eyes and push away the thoughts filling up his head.
He shouldn’t be imagining such things. Thinking up the different ways he could touch you so inappropriately..
No. He shouldn’t be salivating over his step-sister passed out in bed half nude. Vulnerable for any deplorable Alpha to take advantage of. It’s his job to protect you, to make sure your precious womb remains untouched from any unworthy Alpha scumbag.
“Jungkook?” You ask out sleepily, voice all tired from screaming and laughing with random Alphas.
“Yeah.” He says through gritted teeth, forcing himself away from the door.
“Smelled you.”
“Oh yeah.” Stiffly sitting down on his bed, he squeezes at the tops of his thighs. Pushing his legs together tightly to quell the warmth building up in his ballsack. “Tired?”
“Mmmph..” mumbling something incoherent, you roll over until you reach the edge of the bed. Pushing yourself off to stand clumsily and furiously blink sleep away from your eyes. “I d-don’t even know why.” You slur, swaying from foot to foot.
Jungkook frowns, observing your lazy hunched forward posture. How you can’t stabilize yourself, how your hands flail in search of something to grab onto. “Hey, what’s going on?” He says, mildly concerned. Standing back up to rush over and grab a hold of you before you collapse back onto the bed.
Lazy eyes struggle to blink up at him, spending extra time attempting to fully open them and get a look at his face. You almost look..
“Are you drunk? Did you take something??”
“N-no..” you gargle, easing into his hold more comfortably. “Feel dizzy..”
Fuck. He knew it. Those fucking untrustworthy Alphas must have slipped you something. “What did you take?”
“W-water..” clutching your hands onto his biceps, you squeeze down to keep yourself standing. Scuttering on the balls of your feet and toes trying to stay steady.
“Water?!” He practically shouts, moving around to set you down on your bed. He sits you up right, grabbing a hold of your face to get a better look at your eyes. “Fuck, don’t you know better than to accept drinks from strangers?!?”
“Stop yelling at me!” You whine, scrabbling at his abdomen. “I f-feel.. nothing. Can’t feel anything at all.”
“God, just—hold on.” Letting go of his grip on you, he spins around quickly to the bathroom. Searching for a small cloth towel to immerse in cold water while slamming open a cabinet that had complimentary water bottles stowed away inside when you arrived.
Fuck, this wouldn’t even be happening right now if you’d just listened to him in the first place. If you’d just let him stick around to watch those assholes you were hanging out with. How could you let this happen?!? He’s going to have to keep you under a tight watch for the rest of this stupid cruise.
“Alright, you need to drink this.” He instructs walking back into the room. Halting dead in his tracks when he sees you knocked out once again.
Only on your back this time, legs slightly spread open. Leaving him no choice but to gawk at how smooth your inner thighs are. How your tiny little bikini clings to your pussy. He stumbles back against the door frame and forces his eyes shut to catch his breath, has to pinch himself to make sure he’s not hallucinating again.
At least you’re safe with him now, here in this room you’re sharing. Safe with the pounding heat between his legs growing larger by the second. Every ounce of worry he had dissipates quickly in favor of once again taking in your legs hanging off the bed. The way your chest slowly rises and falls back down with each easy breath you inhale and exhale.
“You’re impossible.” He says to himself, pushing off from the door. Dragging his feet across the floor, he plops down next to you, reaching to move the strands of hair away from your face that cover your cheek. You’re really out of it, eyes open enough to see some of the whites, breathing so softly and calmly. Completely unaware of your step-brother’s internal struggle. So innocently naive to his gaze burning down your body.
He shudders a little bit, bouncing around the cooled down wash cloth in his other hand. He should place it on your head.. should try to wake you back up. Yes, because he knows that’s the right thing to do.
“You need to wake up.” He struggles to say through wads of saliva collecting in his mouth. Laying the towel against your forehead gently, he traces down your cheek to your parted lips. Lightly tapping the middle of your plump bottom lip. “And drink water.” Letting out a sigh, he continues to brush tendrils of hair away from your neck. Smoothing them back past your shoulders and chest.
That’s when he sees it, a jagged little mark on the side of your neck. It’s light, as if a set of teeth tried to dig in and failed. A smidge of blood, barely a hint of it, dried up along the peeled skin.
Anger rushes through him rapidly, clutching his hand into a tightly balled up fist. He sits up fast and hooks onto your shoulders. Hoisting you off the bed to press his nose in close to the barely-there wound. The scent of Alpha hits him first before your savory sweetness can. Instantly causing his blood to boil. He snarls at the hint of another Alpha trying to claim you against your will.
Trembling hands pull you up the bed, shaking as he moves to stand and looks over you. If those brutes could get this close to your scent gland, who knows where else they could have left a mark. He can’t calm down enough to rationalize whether or not this is a bad idea. Every inch of him screams to lick you clean. Clean off the unwanted and unpermitted scent of trash lingering to your skin.
It’s what your parents would want.. your mother would lose her mind if she knew you’d let any old Alpha touch you improperly.
This is his duty as your older brother.
Step-brother.
He sinks back onto your bed, knees digging into the mattress by your side. Licking over his lips as he hunches over your limp body, drained of energy by whatever was slipped into your drink. He has to get closer, get a good look at every inch of your precious skin.
Starting at your neck, he checks behind your ears. Along your nape, down to your collarbone, lift your arms up to drag his nose along the inside of your forearm down to the crook of your elbow.
Unknown scents of Alpha continue to swarm around him, furiously moving faster to find something he may have missed. It’s nothing like his fantasy this time, he can’t control himself anymore the stronger your delectable sugary sweetness infiltrates his senses. Throwing a leg over your hips, he mounts your lower half and proceeds to reach for the triangles covering your breasts. Groaning as he pulls them down and your fat tits bounce out so freely. “Fuck.” He salivates, licking at his sharp canines.
No marks, nothing to ruin your perfect breasts. Your nipples pointed up taut and hard from the cool air filling up your room. The wrinkled skin of your aureoles a few shades darker, tempting his hungry mouth the longer he examines the skin between your chest. “They could have gotten you here, huh?” Sucking at his teeth, he smooths up your stomach and cups under your natural heavy tits. Pushing them up with a groan. His hips roll down against yours instinctively without a second thought. The marks of your bikini top indentations line up above your rib cage, pushing more saliva to swallow up his tongue.
“Fuck, see, this is where I would have marked you.” He mutters raspily, hips jerking again. The tent in his pants poking at your mound. “Mom and dad would never be able to notice, not with these big pretty titties. They’d sit just right on any mark, cover them up perfectly.”
He hisses, lapping at the drool leaking from the corners of his lips. Who is he kidding? He’d have to leave bite marks all over you. Needs to make it clear that you belong to him only. Your flesh, your sex, every centimeter of your body is his. It’d be for the best, such a stupid Omega like you, so easily impressed by Alphas far beneath you. Jungkook would make sure you’d act proper, that your eyes would never roam away from him.
As tempted as he is to do just that right now, he has to keep looking. Desperate to ensure that the rest of your flawless skin hasn’t been fucked with, he scours lower. Dragging the tips of his fingers down to your waist, digging into the dips there. “You’re so pretty, it’s no wonder they were all over you out there. Should have let me put them in their place and set the rules down.” Gruffly speaking, he continues to venture lower, reaching the strings of your bikini.
“You didn’t..” raising an eyebrow, he pulls at the bows tied up on your hips. Gingerly lifting the straps up to unveil your mound. Hairless, absolutely hairless, and so God damn smooth. It’s unbelievable that you could be even prettier between your thighs, your most hidden area. “None of them would deserve it, you know that right?” He goes on conversing with himself like a man gone mad, scooting back to barely place his weight on your knees.
“I would keep my Omega satisfied.” He nods to himself, revealing the rest of your cunt with a deep inhale. “Fuck.”
You’re perfect, absolutely perfect in every way. Twitching his cock to full size against his pelvis, he can’t stop his hips from jumping forward. Dropping the strings of your bathing suit just to sit back for a moment to drag his eyes all over your body. From your supple rounded breasts lifting up on top of the rise from your lungs expanding, to the dip in your waist trailing down to your curved hips encasing the cutest little pussy he’s ever seen.
It wouldn’t be right for any other Alpha to have you over him. He’s the only one who would treat you right.. keep you safe and give you a good life. You’d never have to work, only worry would be to keep your Alpha pleased. Wouldn’t be hard at all judging by the way his cock can’t stop throbbing, pushing against his bottoms to be let out.
Looks like those creeps weren’t around your thighs, that’s good.. maybe one of them got too bold while sniffing around your throat. Unless..
Sinking down lower with his stomach pressed to the bed, he nudges your knees apart more. Slipping in closer until his face is right in front of your core. “Did you let any of them touch you here?” He asks almost mindlessly. Tongue heavy and mind blanketed with a thick haze.
The Jungkook you’ve come to know as your step-brother is long gone by now, fully taken over by his Alpha instincts that crave to feel you from the inside. To stuff himself so deep inside of you so that you only taste him for weeks to come. “Let me get a look at you baby.” Sucking at the saliva pooled in his mouth, he parts your thighs open even more with a muffled groan.
He’s not one to use terms of endearment with you ever, overcome by his desire to leave his own marks behind, he can’t stop the words from coming out of his mouth. “Just like that.” Huffing through his nose, he grabs onto your knees to press the sides of your thighs against the bed. Spreading you completely open for his curious and hungry gaze.
Fuck. You’re already wet, so wet. There’s no way you didn’t let one of those pigs touch you here. That simply won’t do, Jungkook can’t let their scent stain your gorgeous Omegan aroma. Can’t let remnants of those Alphas remain inside of you.
You’d let them fill you full of his seed, wouldn’t you? So desperate to be loved by anyone. You’d let them use you like nothing but a cheap Omega whore.
A twitch up your thigh under his caressing palm snaps him out of his mental despair. Shaking off his anger to squint and get a good look at your parted open labia folds. They glisten so fucking pretty.
Looks normal, tight little hole pulsing lightly. Continuously streaming a line of slick down to the crevice between your squished buttcheeks. But maybe he needs to do a more thorough check. Really get in there.. who knows. Asshole Alphas are capable of anything.
Shifting himself into a better position for his face to hover near your cunt, he swipes a thumbs gently between your puffy outer folds. “Fucking hell..” he whispers, sucking drool once more before leaning his face in even closer. Getting his nose close enough to suck up a deep greedy inhale of your sweet slick without actually touching you, yet.
Slick won’t stop trickling out even now, raising one of Jungkook’s eyebrows with interest as he purses his lips and blows at your exposed clit. That earns tremor through your limbs, bouncing under his hand that’s still laid on top of one of your thighs. Each small touch from his thumb moving your folds from side to side to get a look at every inch of you seems to ignite another shiver. Clenching your tight entrance each time trembles work through your body. He curses under his breath with fixated large eyes stuck on your hole, grinding his teeth together to not let out another obscene compliment about how pretty your pussy is.
It’s too much for him, already dizzied by only looking at your wet cunt. He almost caves when your thighs begin to snap around him, forcing his hand to slide off as your stomach folds in and you let out one of the sweetest pitchiest moans he’s ever heard.
There’s no way.. no way all it took was some barely there touching to make you cum. “Did you really just—“
In full awe, he grabs onto your trembling thighs once again to set them against the bed. Returning his hand back to your pussy to stroke between your sensitive lips. “That really all it takes to get you off baby? Cause I have so much more for you.”
Jungkook contemplates how much longer he can continue to inspect you before his dick suffocates and dies inside of his pants. Using two of his digits to hold you open, his other hand smooths up your thigh. Flicking his thumb out teasingly at the small hood hiding your clit.
“How many Alphas have had their way with you baby?” He asks desperately. Fearing that you haven’t had many, if any at all. No slutty Omega could ever cum this easily, only one so touch deprived and needy.. “My baby sister..” he hisses, licking at his teeth. “You’re really too sweet and innocent, aren’t you?”
Stretching your slicked up folds apart again, he slowly blinks and sighs. Tapping your fluttering hole. “I’m way too big. I’ll break you.”
And that’s exactly what you need, to be broken. No other Alpha should have this chance with you. Jungkook’s doing you a favor, really. He’s doing this as a man with your best interest who cares about you and loves you.
“You’ll thank me later.”
Settling between your thighs, he strips the strings of your swimsuit away. Sliding the material out from beneath you to leave you completely nude for his lust filled eyes. His hands itch again, slowly dragging from your ankles, up your smooth calves, to your knees and thighs. Pinching and kneading the skin lining your inner thighs as he swallows down another breathy groan and reaches for his pants.
It’s hot as fuck inside of his boxers, sticky with precum and the heat radiating off of his skin from keeping his cock trapped for so long. He deserves an award for taking this much time to appreciate and admire you like the piece of art you are before hanging you up on his walls for no one other than himself to enjoy.
He’d bury his face between your thighs if not for the way his dick smacks against his abdomen, leaving a stream of wet above his navel. He’s shocked he didn’t cum from that alone. Softly grunting as he peels off the rest of his clothing and works simultaneously to kick and toss aside the damp materials coated with his sweat.
“That’s better.” He whispers, pulling the backs of your thighs onto his bare ones. It’s only right with the way your pussy hasn’t stopped dripping down onto the bedding that he assists your needs. Even if you were to wake up now, you wouldn’t stop him. You’d moan and beg for more. For Alpha to somehow get deeper inside of you than he already plans to.
You really are too small now that he slaps his cock down onto your mound. Rubbing his lips together as he drags the tip past your bellybutton and stays still to take in how fucking big he looks against your stomach. With his dick fully sheathed inside of you, he’ll practically be fucking between your lungs.
How is he supposed to even get his cockhead inside of your tiny little pussy? Let alone far enough inside of you to paint your cervix white with his hot cum.
Reaching under the weight of his heavy length, he spreads your cunt open again with his digits. Struggling to hold you wide open with the amount of slick that’s gathered between your pussy folds. He shifts back letting out a wet gasp as he slides the head of his cock down to your hole.
It’ll hurt if he fucks you already, you might even wake up. Might thrash around and shout that it’s too much, it’s too damn much for your sweet tight cunt to take. A few more thrusts and he’d have you singing a different tune. It’s just too tempting to not try, to stop himself from pushing in a mere inch of his thick girth. To watch your hole expand past the slit of his tip, fight against the wide stretch that splits you open.
Supple soft thighs twitch around him as he does just that and teases at your entrance. Biting down on his lips with wrinkled eyebrows, he can’t stop the pleasured moan that escapes. He knew you’d love it, the small bit of contact from his cock already jolting your hips up for more.
Popping the little bit of tip out that he got inside, he lets out a winded gasp. Clutching onto the base of his cock before dragging it through your folds, prodding the chubbed up flesh from side to side. “Fuck, you’re so wet. Probably thinking about me. All the ways you want Alpha to ruin your pretty fucking cunt.”
He’s delirious now, muttering nonsense the more he fights against himself to not glide his cock inside of you. A moment of silence washes over him as he takes you in one more time. How God damn pretty you look, all peaceful with shiny drool on your lips, parted open quietly panting but still loud enough for his ears to pick up on. Nipples erect, hard and pointed at him begging to be nibbled on.
So perfect in every way. His little step-sister, his Omega.
A quiet breathy moan draws him back, shaking his head rapidly before staring down at you with huge wide eyes. He scoops around your thighs, tugging you over his hips completely. “I know baby, I know.”
Swiping his cock between your folds again, he gets himself nice and wet. Slick dripping down to his balls before placing his cockhead against your hole again. Slowly inching closer, he stuffs the tip against your resisting hole, groaning deep as he pushes in more than just that half inch he teased you with. Getting the fat tip of his size further in until your cunt hole snaps around him and your breath catches. Chest rising faster from the intrusion of a thick size you’ve never taken before.
Wedging himself even deeper between your legs, he finds the perfect angle to start rolling his hips forward. The first thrust of his cock inside of you still struggles against how tight you are even with the amount of slick pouring out of your hole around his size. It takes a few more attempts before he finally feels himself sinking inside of your wet heat. Jaw dropping at the suck around his cock, how your walls throb against his penetrating girth and try to push him out and pull him in at the same time. It’s fucking mind numbing, rolling his eyes back as he gets the rest of his dick slotted inside of you until he’s filled you to the brim.
“Fuck baby.” A loud deep groan bursts out of him, unbothered by how loud he’s being anymore. If you wake up, then fucking wake up. He’d love to see you try to deny how good this feels, how right this is. “So warm, wet..” he rambles, going on to himself about how tight you are. How good you suck him in, clenching even tighter around him on his next thrust inside. He can’t stop groaning now, shaking sweaty strands of hair away from his face as he reaches for your waist for better leverage. Using his rough grip on you to build up speed and pin you to the bed.
“Fuckfuck!” Jungkook gets too rough too fast, stealing broken sobs out of you. Bouncing your body higher up the bed with each violent thrust until the top of your head meets the wall and he has to grab onto your shoulders to keep you in place for his cock to take and take.
“Yeah, that’s it sweetheart.” He says breathily, eyes wrinkling shut when you tighten up around him so much that he’s forced to slow down. Using extra strength to fuck in past how tight you’ve gotten, how much your pussy sucks around him indicating how close you are to release. He can’t hold back the string of curses that scream out between his grinding teeth. Pounding his cock in harder as your hips rise up from the bed like you’re offering yourself to him. Even asleep you’re such a fucking slut.
“T-too good, feel too good for me.” He nearly whimpers. Hips stilling when your thighs quiver on his and a hot stream of clear liquid shoots out around his hidden cock. Powerful enough to make him stop, out of breath and slumped over in awe watching as slick fountains out around him.
“God sweetheart, no way you seriously j-just fucking squirted.” Gasping for air, he has to tear his gaze away from where his dick begins to slide halfway out of you. Gritting his teeth to tone down the dragged out moan that slips out. Slick completely covers his groin, filthy and clumped up in his pubic hair. Wetting his cock enough for his next thrust to cram the entirety of his size inside of you seamlessly. “You’re taking me so good now. My pretty fucking Omega learns so fast.”
Jungkook hooks around your thighs, fully slotted inside of your tight delicious cunt as he props his feet hard against the mattress for better force. Throwing the fronts of your thighs to your chest, he draws out to the tip only to slam his lower half back down and pretzel you into a brutal mating press position. Determined to stuff your pussy to the brim with his seed, he pummels down harder. Building up a fast and steady rhythm from the start despite the sweat that drips down into his eyes.
“That’s it, take it.” Curling in his upper lip, he sucks at the sweat trickling down. Dropping his body against your limp one. He sinks you deeper into the cruise ship bed that will never be the same again once he’s done with you. “Take it so fucking good, gonna fuck you full of my pups. Make you my breeding bitch.”
Lost to his Alphas desires, he continues to plow into you. Eyes heavy with sweltering body heat and sweat, failing to notice your own fluttering open. You under him, finally awoken by the overstimulating sensitivity shooting from your core.
“J-Jungkook..” you whisper helplessly. Blearily staring up at the beast on top of you having every bit of his way with you.
“Fu-fuck!” He cries out, digging into the backs of your knees. Pushing at them until they meet your shoulders and he can push his cock inside of you balls deep. The deep growling call of Alpha rips out of him, face scrunched up as hot semen ripples its way out of his heavy balls pressed to your ass. Shooting out violent streams of hot cum to coat your cervix with as he promised himself.
Slowly heaving for breath and blinking, you meet his ravenous gaze. Opening and shutting your mouth to get some saliva on your dried tongue. Pathetically squeezing around his cock for the last bits of cum.
“Y-you came inside of me..” you say confused, sounding drowsy. Straining your neck to watch as he pulls out, releasing a loud wet pop as his softening length slaps against his upper thigh. Gleaming in remnants of your slick mixed with his seed. The feeling of emptiness between your thighs immediately sinks down your chest. Letting out a soft complaining whine, having to calm your Omega from embarrassing you and begging to be stuffed full of cock again.
Jungkook grabs onto your thighs, cupping the backs of them and hauling them up to expose your gaped cunt. The size of his thick cock leaving you stretched open, angling your hips up to watch his cum glide deeper inside of you. “I did.”
“I’m not on the pill.” You say quietly and ashamed. Turning your face to the side to bury into a pillow.
A groan rumbles up his chest, licking at his bottom lip with a pleased hum. The visual of your pussy swallowing down his future pups and your confession shoots through his cock. “Your mom would be so proud, getting pupped by your step-brother. You could only ever pray to every deity to be so lucky.”
“You can’t..” you sigh. More exhausted now after climaxing over and over again. “They’d disown us.”
Jungkook throws your thighs down onto the bed, stroking his cock back to its fully hardened size. “Let them then.” Grabbing onto your hip, he pushes you onto your stomach. Wrapping one of his hands along the back of your neck before you can break out of the position he’s got you into. “You’re mine now Omega. Won’t stop fucking you until you’re bred full of my pups. Gonna keep you stuck on my knot from now on.”
“Jungkook..” mild fear sounds in your voice, shifting your face to plant your cheek to the bed. Peering back at him from the corner of your eye.
“Beg for it.” He says dangerously. Slapping his full hard size against your ass. Hissing from the way your skin ripples upon contact. Soft and supple under the weight of his heavy cock.
A silent moment of curiosity and anticipation passes between you. Blinking long and slow at him before pouting. “Alpha..”
“Say it.”
“Alpha, please,” shoving your stomach against the bed, you arch out. Presenting your bottom to him. “Knot me.”
I write for 2 other groups(mostly on Patreon) which leaves me with little to no time to think abt my wips for this account but I really do plan to at some point😪💔
warnings— fondling/body inspection, slut shaming, mentions of being drugged(not by jungkook), somnophilia, size difference, big dick jungkook, degradation, unprotected sex, rough sex, squirting, breeding
‘Watch over your sister for me, yeah? I really didn’t want you brats to come along on my honeymoon but her mom insisted.’
‘Step-sister.’
Jungkook curses under his breath, lathering his chest with sun protection from the pool chair he’s been glued to while silently watching you prance around flirting with every damn Alpha in sight.
This is fucking ridiculous.
He tried to argue with his father, exclaiming loudly that he’s no one’s babysitter. He’s too old for this shit, you are too old for this shit. Only to get shut down immediately and reprimanded for being so insolent.
It’s only been 3 months since your parents mated and decided to take the traditional human route. An absurdly overpriced wedding ceremony and luxury cruise honeymoon, one that he had zero interest in being a part of, and yet here he is. Against his will.
‘Not everyone can be lucky enough to bring their kids along on a once in a lifetime vacation like this.’ Your mom had said with a huge smile, squeezing you against her side while Jungkook’s father grimaced and forced a pleased grin onto his unenthused face.
Kids? He’s a fucking grown ass man. Not his fault that piled up student loans have screwed him out of the opportunity to move out sooner. He’s not the one that insisted on becoming a doctor.
‘No son of mine will embarrass my name with some bullshit nonsensical career. Medical school is the only option unless you plan to find your ass on the street in a few weeks.’
God, his dad can be such a fucking dickhead.
The last thing Jungkook wanted was to spend a week stuck on a cruise ship with you of all people. Even worse when he found out you’d be sharing a room together. At least he got to claim the bed closest to the window, not that looking out of a cruise ship did much other than make his stomach turn upside down.
This is seriously miserable. And of course you managed to pack nothing but the skimpiest summer outfits. If your parents weren’t so busy holed up together likely fucking like rabid newlyweds(disgusting), he’s sure that your mother would have some choice words for your attire.
“Should you really be wearing that?” He snickered at you this morning. Still laying in bed when you exited the bathroom with your hair and face all dolled up. Nothing but a string bikini and sheer sarong hung on your hips. “It’s 9 in the morning.”
“We’re on a cruise and it’s mid-August. Just because you like to create a sauna for your balls in those baggy sweats doesn’t mean the rest of us can’t enjoy summer.” You shot him a glare before sliding on a pair of sunglasses. Flicking your hair over your shoulder and exiting your shared room without another glance. “Later loser.”
Really, he should slap you. Right on the ass. It’s not as if you have any problem showing it off. Especially not around the hungry unmated Alphas that have started to swarm around you at the pool currently. His father would probably pat him on the back for putting you in your place, someone has to. Who knows when the last time was that you had a real Alpha in your life that corrected this foul behavior for you. Heaven knows your mother is much too clueless to bother punishing you for acting like such a..
“Slut.” He scoffs quietly, rolling his eyes. Another young, unmated, handsome Alpha approaches you, easily gliding an arm around your waist with a huge grin on his face that you reciprocate. This has to be the seventh guy that’s approached you in only the last 2 hours now. It can’t seriously be this easy..
It’s annoying more than anything to listen to you squeak out little playful screams, soft breathy giggles, utilizing your loose hands to grab onto the many different bulging biceps attempting to latch around you. Jungkook can’t help but to feel more and more enraged the longer he sits here watching. God, you haven’t even noticed him.
He can’t stand to watch this bullshit for much longer. His dad had bribed him with limitless spa visits and bar access anyway for agreeing to come.
He sighs and hesitantly gets up, sauntering his way over to you. Taking a hold of your elbow from behind, he pulls you against his chest. “Hey you.” He says flatly, tone low and serious.
“Huh? Ew, get off of me!”
Jungkook’s ready to tell you off, only to be stopped by 2 large Alphas that shove him back. “Hey man! You heard her!”
“Stop stop!” You intervene before they can pummel him into smithereens. “He’s my step-brother.”
A silent ominous dread passes between the two of you, catching each other's gaze for only a few fleeting seconds before looking away. “Whatever.” He mutters, carelessly waving you off. “Hope they do something unforgivable to you.”
He’ll regret whispering that if any of these brutes touch you without your consent. They shouldn’t. They don’t even know or care about you. Not that he does either.. but he knows you well enough to know that these aren’t the Alphas you should be wasting your time with.
The bar calls to him, charging his way towards the one far away from the pool area. His march slows down, coming to a halt mid-hallway to shove his head inside of a dark room full of neon lights and rapid clicking sounds.
“Gaming room?!” Leave it to his father to fail to mention this ship has a huge fucking arcade. He’s always hated Jungkook’s lifelong gaming addiction. Knowing his son, he’d predict for him to be holed up in here the entire trip instead of enjoying his vacation.
Hours and hours fly by as he competes with the other losers holed up in the ships arcade. Young men with no interest in burning off their first layer of skin out on deck. He plays well into the evening until his hand starts to cramp up and he envisions a clear future of himself 50 years down the line with a permanently claw shaped grip.
“I should head out.” He announces. Bowing before parting ways with the new group of shipmates he befriended while playing, mentioning to catch up with them tomorrow. He walks out toward the room he’s sharing while rubbing at his stomach. Definitely missed dinner while lost in an intense brawl in Street Fighter, room service would have to do.
He’s starving actually, the more he thinks about it. You had a lot of snacks when you unpacked, maybe he could sneak something for himself. By now you’re probably locked up in some Alphas room doing what he refuses to let his mind imagine.
The last thing he’d expect to see when unlocking the door is you laid out in bed, flat on your stomach and fast asleep. Still in your tiny bathing suit, curled up like a kitten breathing softly. It takes him aback for a few seconds, gripping onto the door frame as he takes in your manicured toenails, smooth waxed limbs, and the pert round of your ass jutted out so nicely. Locking the door behind him, he recalls his father’s words to watch out for you, make sure you stay out of trouble.
Something about how a pretty little Omega like you is susceptible to dangerous Alphas wanting nothing more than to bite into your supple flesh. To mark you as theirs.
Jungkook should check, make sure his dads worries have not come true. That’s the only reason he gingerly lifts your ankle up and smooths his palm up your calf. Slowly tracing up the muscle in search of any markings that could indicate an Alpha attempted to claim you as theirs.
It’s amazing how silky soft your skin feels, not a single bump or even a slight hint of stubble. You really must have gotten waxed before venturing out on this trip, which only makes him wonder if you opted for a full body service. That would only make sense, what with the 10 different stringy bikini sets he watched you pull out of your luggage.
“Hmm,” pushing your thighs apart, he climbs onto the bed. Knees sinking into the mattress between your spread open legs.
Inner-thigh would be a prime area for any Alpha to leave a mark. Something not too obvious that reeks of ownership. “Nothing.”
Not a single mark on your smooth skin, so easily rippling under his touch. Sinking and kneading his fingertips into the meaty flesh lining your upper thigh, he can’t stop the sigh that exits his mouth. Leaning down closer to untie your sarong.
You must have come back from the pool all heat exhausted and knocked out. Good thing, because any Alpha would be too tempted around an Omega so innocently vulnerable like this. Not Jungkook though, he’d never do anything to hurt you. That’s why he has taken it upon himself to watch after you, his precious baby step-sister. Because who better than him to make sure a bratty Omega like you knows her place?
Oh what’s that? Is that..
“Bite marks.” He sneers, pushing your buttcheeks open to get a full look at what looks like indentations left behind on the top of your left ass cheek. Who the fuck have you been allowing to mark up your otherwise flawless complexion?
Right on your ass? You fucking slut.
He licks at his teeth out of hunger, sitting back on his haunches and bending in even closer for a real magnified look. Cupping your ass and pushing your butt apart, he buries his fingers into your buttcheeks. The tip of his round nose brushes along the backs of your thighs. Squinting at your rim covered only by a small teenie lycra material that flexes with each rough massage from his hands.
They could be teeth marks, maybe a light scratch. Maybe his heated up brain is playing tricks on him. Either way, one thing is for certain, no one should be leaving a mark on you. No one except him.
“Jungkook?” Your groggy confused voice opens his eyes wide and full. Looking up over the roundness of your bottom, he catches your gaze momentarily. “What are you doing?”
“What I should have done weeks ago.”
Jungkook gulps, shaking his head rapidly with his back pressed to the door. He hasn’t moved an inch since entering your room. Swallowed up by the scent of you spread between these four walls. He has to work to control his breathing, reaching up to physically cover his eyes and push away the thoughts filling up his head.
He shouldn’t be imagining such things. Thinking up the different ways he could touch you so inappropriately..
No. He shouldn’t be salivating over his step-sister passed out in bed half nude. Vulnerable for any deplorable Alpha to take advantage of. It’s his job to protect you, to make sure your precious womb remains untouched from any unworthy Alpha scumbag.
“Jungkook?” You ask out sleepily, voice all tired from screaming and laughing with random Alphas.
“Yeah.” He says through gritted teeth, forcing himself away from the door.
“Smelled you.”
“Oh yeah.” Stiffly sitting down on his bed, he squeezes at the tops of his thighs. Pushing his legs together tightly to quell the warmth building up in his ballsack. “Tired?”
“Mmmph..” mumbling something incoherent, you roll over until you reach the edge of the bed. Pushing yourself off to stand clumsily and furiously blink sleep away from your eyes. “I d-don’t even know why.” You slur, swaying from foot to foot.
Jungkook frowns, observing your lazy hunched forward posture. How you can’t stabilize yourself, how your hands flail in search of something to grab onto. “Hey, what’s going on?” He says, mildly concerned. Standing back up to rush over and grab a hold of you before you collapse back onto the bed.
Lazy eyes struggle to blink up at him, spending extra time attempting to fully open them and get a look at his face. You almost look..
“Are you drunk? Did you take something??”
“N-no..” you gargle, easing into his hold more comfortably. “Feel dizzy..”
Fuck. He knew it. Those fucking untrustworthy Alphas must have slipped you something. “What did you take?”
“W-water..” clutching your hands onto his biceps, you squeeze down to keep yourself standing. Scuttering on the balls of your feet and toes trying to stay steady.
“Water?!” He practically shouts, moving around to set you down on your bed. He sits you up right, grabbing a hold of your face to get a better look at your eyes. “Fuck, don’t you know better than to accept drinks from strangers?!?”
“Stop yelling at me!” You whine, scrabbling at his abdomen. “I f-feel.. nothing. Can’t feel anything at all.”
“God, just—hold on.” Letting go of his grip on you, he spins around quickly to the bathroom. Searching for a small cloth towel to immerse in cold water while slamming open a cabinet that had complimentary water bottles stowed away inside when you arrived.
Fuck, this wouldn’t even be happening right now if you’d just listened to him in the first place. If you’d just let him stick around to watch those assholes you were hanging out with. How could you let this happen?!? He’s going to have to keep you under a tight watch for the rest of this stupid cruise.
“Alright, you need to drink this.” He instructs walking back into the room. Halting dead in his tracks when he sees you knocked out once again.
Only on your back this time, legs slightly spread open. Leaving him no choice but to gawk at how smooth your inner thighs are. How your tiny little bikini clings to your pussy. He stumbles back against the door frame and forces his eyes shut to catch his breath, has to pinch himself to make sure he’s not hallucinating again.
At least you’re safe with him now, here in this room you’re sharing. Safe with the pounding heat between his legs growing larger by the second. Every ounce of worry he had dissipates quickly in favor of once again taking in your legs hanging off the bed. The way your chest slowly rises and falls back down with each easy breath you inhale and exhale.
“You’re impossible.” He says to himself, pushing off from the door. Dragging his feet across the floor, he plops down next to you, reaching to move the strands of hair away from your face that cover your cheek. You’re really out of it, eyes open enough to see some of the whites, breathing so softly and calmly. Completely unaware of your step-brother’s internal struggle. So innocently naive to his gaze burning down your body.
He shudders a little bit, bouncing around the cooled down wash cloth in his other hand. He should place it on your head.. should try to wake you back up. Yes, because he knows that’s the right thing to do.
“You need to wake up.” He struggles to say through wads of saliva collecting in his mouth. Laying the towel against your forehead gently, he traces down your cheek to your parted lips. Lightly tapping the middle of your plump bottom lip. “And drink water.” Letting out a sigh, he continues to brush tendrils of hair away from your neck. Smoothing them back past your shoulders and chest.
That’s when he sees it, a jagged little mark on the side of your neck. It’s light, as if a set of teeth tried to dig in and failed. A smidge of blood, barely a hint of it, dried up along the peeled skin.
Anger rushes through him rapidly, clutching his hand into a tightly balled up fist. He sits up fast and hooks onto your shoulders. Hoisting you off the bed to press his nose in close to the barely-there wound. The scent of Alpha hits him first before your savory sweetness can. Instantly causing his blood to boil. He snarls at the hint of another Alpha trying to claim you against your will.
Trembling hands pull you up the bed, shaking as he moves to stand and looks over you. If those brutes could get this close to your scent gland, who knows where else they could have left a mark. He can’t calm down enough to rationalize whether or not this is a bad idea. Every inch of him screams to lick you clean. Clean off the unwanted and unpermitted scent of trash lingering to your skin.
It’s what your parents would want.. your mother would lose her mind if she knew you’d let any old Alpha touch you improperly.
This is his duty as your older brother.
Step-brother.
He sinks back onto your bed, knees digging into the mattress by your side. Licking over his lips as he hunches over your limp body, drained of energy by whatever was slipped into your drink. He has to get closer, get a good look at every inch of your precious skin.
Starting at your neck, he checks behind your ears. Along your nape, down to your collarbone, lift your arms up to drag his nose along the inside of your forearm down to the crook of your elbow.
Unknown scents of Alpha continue to swarm around him, furiously moving faster to find something he may have missed. It’s nothing like his fantasy this time, he can’t control himself anymore the stronger your delectable sugary sweetness infiltrates his senses. Throwing a leg over your hips, he mounts your lower half and proceeds to reach for the triangles covering your breasts. Groaning as he pulls them down and your fat tits bounce out so freely. “Fuck.” He salivates, licking at his sharp canines.
No marks, nothing to ruin your perfect breasts. Your nipples pointed up taut and hard from the cool air filling up your room. The wrinkled skin of your aureoles a few shades darker, tempting his hungry mouth the longer he examines the skin between your chest. “They could have gotten you here, huh?” Sucking at his teeth, he smooths up your stomach and cups under your natural heavy tits. Pushing them up with a groan. His hips roll down against yours instinctively without a second thought. The marks of your bikini top indentations line up above your rib cage, pushing more saliva to swallow up his tongue.
“Fuck, see, this is where I would have marked you.” He mutters raspily, hips jerking again. The tent in his pants poking at your mound. “Mom and dad would never be able to notice, not with these big pretty titties. They’d sit just right on any mark, cover them up perfectly.”
He hisses, lapping at the drool leaking from the corners of his lips. Who is he kidding? He’d have to leave bite marks all over you. Needs to make it clear that you belong to him only. Your flesh, your sex, every centimeter of your body is his. It’d be for the best, such a stupid Omega like you, so easily impressed by Alphas far beneath you. Jungkook would make sure you’d act proper, that your eyes would never roam away from him.
As tempted as he is to do just that right now, he has to keep looking. Desperate to ensure that the rest of your flawless skin hasn’t been fucked with, he scours lower. Dragging the tips of his fingers down to your waist, digging into the dips there. “You’re so pretty, it’s no wonder they were all over you out there. Should have let me put them in their place and set the rules down.” Gruffly speaking, he continues to venture lower, reaching the strings of your bikini.
“You didn’t..” raising an eyebrow, he pulls at the bows tied up on your hips. Gingerly lifting the straps up to unveil your mound. Hairless, absolutely hairless, and so God damn smooth. It’s unbelievable that you could be even prettier between your thighs, your most hidden area. “None of them would deserve it, you know that right?” He goes on conversing with himself like a man gone mad, scooting back to barely place his weight on your knees.
“I would keep my Omega satisfied.” He nods to himself, revealing the rest of your cunt with a deep inhale. “Fuck.”
You’re perfect, absolutely perfect in every way. Twitching his cock to full size against his pelvis, he can’t stop his hips from jumping forward. Dropping the strings of your bathing suit just to sit back for a moment to drag his eyes all over your body. From your supple rounded breasts lifting up on top of the rise from your lungs expanding, to the dip in your waist trailing down to your curved hips encasing the cutest little pussy he’s ever seen.
It wouldn’t be right for any other Alpha to have you over him. He’s the only one who would treat you right.. keep you safe and give you a good life. You’d never have to work, only worry would be to keep your Alpha pleased. Wouldn’t be hard at all judging by the way his cock can’t stop throbbing, pushing against his bottoms to be let out.
Looks like those creeps weren’t around your thighs, that’s good.. maybe one of them got too bold while sniffing around your throat. Unless..
Sinking down lower with his stomach pressed to the bed, he nudges your knees apart more. Slipping in closer until his face is right in front of your core. “Did you let any of them touch you here?” He asks almost mindlessly. Tongue heavy and mind blanketed with a thick haze.
The Jungkook you’ve come to know as your step-brother is long gone by now, fully taken over by his Alpha instincts that crave to feel you from the inside. To stuff himself so deep inside of you so that you only taste him for weeks to come. “Let me get a look at you baby.” Sucking at the saliva pooled in his mouth, he parts your thighs open even more with a muffled groan.
He’s not one to use terms of endearment with you ever, overcome by his desire to leave his own marks behind, he can’t stop the words from coming out of his mouth. “Just like that.” Huffing through his nose, he grabs onto your knees to press the sides of your thighs against the bed. Spreading you completely open for his curious and hungry gaze.
Fuck. You’re already wet, so wet. There’s no way you didn’t let one of those pigs touch you here. That simply won’t do, Jungkook can’t let their scent stain your gorgeous Omegan aroma. Can’t let remnants of those Alphas remain inside of you.
You’d let them fill you full of his seed, wouldn’t you? So desperate to be loved by anyone. You’d let them use you like nothing but a cheap Omega whore.
A twitch up your thigh under his caressing palm snaps him out of his mental despair. Shaking off his anger to squint and get a good look at your parted open labia folds. They glisten so fucking pretty.
Looks normal, tight little hole pulsing lightly. Continuously streaming a line of slick down to the crevice between your squished buttcheeks. But maybe he needs to do a more thorough check. Really get in there.. who knows. Asshole Alphas are capable of anything.
Shifting himself into a better position for his face to hover near your cunt, he swipes a thumbs gently between your puffy outer folds. “Fucking hell..” he whispers, sucking drool once more before leaning his face in even closer. Getting his nose close enough to suck up a deep greedy inhale of your sweet slick without actually touching you, yet.
Slick won’t stop trickling out even now, raising one of Jungkook’s eyebrows with interest as he purses his lips and blows at your exposed clit. That earns tremor through your limbs, bouncing under his hand that’s still laid on top of one of your thighs. Each small touch from his thumb moving your folds from side to side to get a look at every inch of you seems to ignite another shiver. Clenching your tight entrance each time trembles work through your body. He curses under his breath with fixated large eyes stuck on your hole, grinding his teeth together to not let out another obscene compliment about how pretty your pussy is.
It’s too much for him, already dizzied by only looking at your wet cunt. He almost caves when your thighs begin to snap around him, forcing his hand to slide off as your stomach folds in and you let out one of the sweetest pitchiest moans he’s ever heard.
There’s no way.. no way all it took was some barely there touching to make you cum. “Did you really just—“
In full awe, he grabs onto your trembling thighs once again to set them against the bed. Returning his hand back to your pussy to stroke between your sensitive lips. “That really all it takes to get you off baby? Cause I have so much more for you.”
Jungkook contemplates how much longer he can continue to inspect you before his dick suffocates and dies inside of his pants. Using two of his digits to hold you open, his other hand smooths up your thigh. Flicking his thumb out teasingly at the small hood hiding your clit.
“How many Alphas have had their way with you baby?” He asks desperately. Fearing that you haven’t had many, if any at all. No slutty Omega could ever cum this easily, only one so touch deprived and needy.. “My baby sister..” he hisses, licking at his teeth. “You’re really too sweet and innocent, aren’t you?”
Stretching your slicked up folds apart again, he slowly blinks and sighs. Tapping your fluttering hole. “I’m way too big. I’ll break you.”
And that’s exactly what you need, to be broken. No other Alpha should have this chance with you. Jungkook’s doing you a favor, really. He’s doing this as a man with your best interest who cares about you and loves you.
“You’ll thank me later.”
Settling between your thighs, he strips the strings of your swimsuit away. Sliding the material out from beneath you to leave you completely nude for his lust filled eyes. His hands itch again, slowly dragging from your ankles, up your smooth calves, to your knees and thighs. Pinching and kneading the skin lining your inner thighs as he swallows down another breathy groan and reaches for his pants.
It’s hot as fuck inside of his boxers, sticky with precum and the heat radiating off of his skin from keeping his cock trapped for so long. He deserves an award for taking this much time to appreciate and admire you like the piece of art you are before hanging you up on his walls for no one other than himself to enjoy.
He’d bury his face between your thighs if not for the way his dick smacks against his abdomen, leaving a stream of wet above his navel. He’s shocked he didn’t cum from that alone. Softly grunting as he peels off the rest of his clothing and works simultaneously to kick and toss aside the damp materials coated with his sweat.
“That’s better.” He whispers, pulling the backs of your thighs onto his bare ones. It’s only right with the way your pussy hasn’t stopped dripping down onto the bedding that he assists your needs. Even if you were to wake up now, you wouldn’t stop him. You’d moan and beg for more. For Alpha to somehow get deeper inside of you than he already plans to.
You really are too small now that he slaps his cock down onto your mound. Rubbing his lips together as he drags the tip past your bellybutton and stays still to take in how fucking big he looks against your stomach. With his dick fully sheathed inside of you, he’ll practically be fucking between your lungs.
How is he supposed to even get his cockhead inside of your tiny little pussy? Let alone far enough inside of you to paint your cervix white with his hot cum.
Reaching under the weight of his heavy length, he spreads your cunt open again with his digits. Struggling to hold you wide open with the amount of slick that’s gathered between your pussy folds. He shifts back letting out a wet gasp as he slides the head of his cock down to your hole.
It’ll hurt if he fucks you already, you might even wake up. Might thrash around and shout that it’s too much, it’s too damn much for your sweet tight cunt to take. A few more thrusts and he’d have you singing a different tune. It’s just too tempting to not try, to stop himself from pushing in a mere inch of his thick girth. To watch your hole expand past the slit of his tip, fight against the wide stretch that splits you open.
Supple soft thighs twitch around him as he does just that and teases at your entrance. Biting down on his lips with wrinkled eyebrows, he can’t stop the pleasured moan that escapes. He knew you’d love it, the small bit of contact from his cock already jolting your hips up for more.
Popping the little bit of tip out that he got inside, he lets out a winded gasp. Clutching onto the base of his cock before dragging it through your folds, prodding the chubbed up flesh from side to side. “Fuck, you’re so wet. Probably thinking about me. All the ways you want Alpha to ruin your pretty fucking cunt.”
He’s delirious now, muttering nonsense the more he fights against himself to not glide his cock inside of you. A moment of silence washes over him as he takes you in one more time. How God damn pretty you look, all peaceful with shiny drool on your lips, parted open quietly panting but still loud enough for his ears to pick up on. Nipples erect, hard and pointed at him begging to be nibbled on.
So perfect in every way. His little step-sister, his Omega.
A quiet breathy moan draws him back, shaking his head rapidly before staring down at you with huge wide eyes. He scoops around your thighs, tugging you over his hips completely. “I know baby, I know.”
Swiping his cock between your folds again, he gets himself nice and wet. Slick dripping down to his balls before placing his cockhead against your hole again. Slowly inching closer, he stuffs the tip against your resisting hole, groaning deep as he pushes in more than just that half inch he teased you with. Getting the fat tip of his size further in until your cunt hole snaps around him and your breath catches. Chest rising faster from the intrusion of a thick size you’ve never taken before.
Wedging himself even deeper between your legs, he finds the perfect angle to start rolling his hips forward. The first thrust of his cock inside of you still struggles against how tight you are even with the amount of slick pouring out of your hole around his size. It takes a few more attempts before he finally feels himself sinking inside of your wet heat. Jaw dropping at the suck around his cock, how your walls throb against his penetrating girth and try to push him out and pull him in at the same time. It’s fucking mind numbing, rolling his eyes back as he gets the rest of his dick slotted inside of you until he’s filled you to the brim.
“Fuck baby.” A loud deep groan bursts out of him, unbothered by how loud he’s being anymore. If you wake up, then fucking wake up. He’d love to see you try to deny how good this feels, how right this is. “So warm, wet..” he rambles, going on to himself about how tight you are. How good you suck him in, clenching even tighter around him on his next thrust inside. He can’t stop groaning now, shaking sweaty strands of hair away from his face as he reaches for your waist for better leverage. Using his rough grip on you to build up speed and pin you to the bed.
“Fuckfuck!” Jungkook gets too rough too fast, stealing broken sobs out of you. Bouncing your body higher up the bed with each violent thrust until the top of your head meets the wall and he has to grab onto your shoulders to keep you in place for his cock to take and take.
“Yeah, that’s it sweetheart.” He says breathily, eyes wrinkling shut when you tighten up around him so much that he’s forced to slow down. Using extra strength to fuck in past how tight you’ve gotten, how much your pussy sucks around him indicating how close you are to release. He can’t hold back the string of curses that scream out between his grinding teeth. Pounding his cock in harder as your hips rise up from the bed like you’re offering yourself to him. Even asleep you’re such a fucking slut.
“T-too good, feel too good for me.” He nearly whimpers. Hips stilling when your thighs quiver on his and a hot stream of clear liquid shoots out around his hidden cock. Powerful enough to make him stop, out of breath and slumped over in awe watching as slick fountains out around him.
“God sweetheart, no way you seriously j-just fucking squirted.” Gasping for air, he has to tear his gaze away from where his dick begins to slide halfway out of you. Gritting his teeth to tone down the dragged out moan that slips out. Slick completely covers his groin, filthy and clumped up in his pubic hair. Wetting his cock enough for his next thrust to cram the entirety of his size inside of you seamlessly. “You’re taking me so good now. My pretty fucking Omega learns so fast.”
Jungkook hooks around your thighs, fully slotted inside of your tight delicious cunt as he props his feet hard against the mattress for better force. Throwing the fronts of your thighs to your chest, he draws out to the tip only to slam his lower half back down and pretzel you into a brutal mating press position. Determined to stuff your pussy to the brim with his seed, he pummels down harder. Building up a fast and steady rhythm from the start despite the sweat that drips down into his eyes.
“That’s it, take it.” Curling in his upper lip, he sucks at the sweat trickling down. Dropping his body against your limp one. He sinks you deeper into the cruise ship bed that will never be the same again once he’s done with you. “Take it so fucking good, gonna fuck you full of my pups. Make you my breeding bitch.”
Lost to his Alphas desires, he continues to plow into you. Eyes heavy with sweltering body heat and sweat, failing to notice your own fluttering open. You under him, finally awoken by the overstimulating sensitivity shooting from your core.
“J-Jungkook..” you whisper helplessly. Blearily staring up at the beast on top of you having every bit of his way with you.
“Fu-fuck!” He cries out, digging into the backs of your knees. Pushing at them until they meet your shoulders and he can push his cock inside of you balls deep. The deep growling call of Alpha rips out of him, face scrunched up as hot semen ripples its way out of his heavy balls pressed to your ass. Shooting out violent streams of hot cum to coat your cervix with as he promised himself.
Slowly heaving for breath and blinking, you meet his ravenous gaze. Opening and shutting your mouth to get some saliva on your dried tongue. Pathetically squeezing around his cock for the last bits of cum.
“Y-you came inside of me..” you say confused, sounding drowsy. Straining your neck to watch as he pulls out, releasing a loud wet pop as his softening length slaps against his upper thigh. Gleaming in remnants of your slick mixed with his seed. The feeling of emptiness between your thighs immediately sinks down your chest. Letting out a soft complaining whine, having to calm your Omega from embarrassing you and begging to be stuffed full of cock again.
Jungkook grabs onto your thighs, cupping the backs of them and hauling them up to expose your gaped cunt. The size of his thick cock leaving you stretched open, angling your hips up to watch his cum glide deeper inside of you. “I did.”
“I’m not on the pill.” You say quietly and ashamed. Turning your face to the side to bury into a pillow.
A groan rumbles up his chest, licking at his bottom lip with a pleased hum. The visual of your pussy swallowing down his future pups and your confession shoots through his cock. “Your mom would be so proud, getting pupped by your step-brother. You could only ever pray to every deity to be so lucky.”
“You can’t..” you sigh. More exhausted now after climaxing over and over again. “They’d disown us.”
Jungkook throws your thighs down onto the bed, stroking his cock back to its fully hardened size. “Let them then.” Grabbing onto your hip, he pushes you onto your stomach. Wrapping one of his hands along the back of your neck before you can break out of the position he’s got you into. “You’re mine now Omega. Won’t stop fucking you until you’re bred full of my pups. Gonna keep you stuck on my knot from now on.”
“Jungkook..” mild fear sounds in your voice, shifting your face to plant your cheek to the bed. Peering back at him from the corner of your eye.
“Beg for it.” He says dangerously. Slapping his full hard size against your ass. Hissing from the way your skin ripples upon contact. Soft and supple under the weight of his heavy cock.
A silent moment of curiosity and anticipation passes between you. Blinking long and slow at him before pouting. “Alpha..”
“Say it.”
“Alpha, please,” shoving your stomach against the bed, you arch out. Presenting your bottom to him. “Knot me.”
