Fated (Chan)
content warning: fated mates; ABO; knotting; sex; eating out
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Minors DNI 🔞
word count: 5630
Your family vacation had started normal enough. Your dad had spent the day complaining about how hot it was, and your mom had gotten you ice cream to cool off. The chocolate was dripping down your hands, making them all sticky, but you didn't mind. It tasted better than any ice cream you'd ever had, and you thanked her for the treat as she snapped a photo of you with your face covered in your mess.
She laughed and told you about her plans to take you to the beach later, and you nodded along eagerly until the last bite of the cone was gone. "Why don't you go wash up before we leave?" she suggested.
You agreed and hopped out of your chair to run off to the bathroom. You'd just gotten tall enough to reach the faucet yourself, so you ran back and forth between the paper towel dispenser and the sink until no more ice cream was left.
"All clean!" you called as you pushed open the door, only to find a little boy standing outside waiting patiently for his turn. You stopped when you saw him staring, transfixed by his wide golden eyes that glowed like diamonds. He reached for your hand before you could even say hello, and you giggled happily at him because it tickled where he touched.
"Mate," he announced to anyone who could hear, smiling a dimpled smile at the sound of your laugh.
"I don't think I know that word," you confessed, eyeing him curiously. "I'm (Y/N)," you told him. "What's your name?"
"Chan," he answered. "I'm your mate."
"Like a pirate?" you asked, drawing the conclusion from the only place it made sense.
"No. Umm...my momma can explain it better than me. Come here," he urged as he pulled you towards her.
His mom was a kind-looking woman with soft features and a bright smile. She was wearing a pink shirt, and since pink was your favorite color, you liked her right away. When you approached, she crouched down to talk to Chan at his level. "Who do you have with you, honey?"
"My mate," he informed her just as he'd told you. "But umm...she doesn't know what that means."
She looked between the two of you in awe. "Chan, are you sure she's not just a friend?"
"Yes momma," he replied in certainty. "She's my mate."
"How do you know, honey?" she asked.
"Tickles when we touch," he answered as if it were the greatest thing he'd ever noticed.
"It tickles?" she repeated.
You nodded in agreement, not wanting her to think he was lying. "His hand makes my hand feel fuzzy," you explained as Chan nodded along.
"But momma, I don't know how to tell her what a mate is. Can you please help me?" he asked politely.
You both waited for her definition of the word, but your parents came over before she could tell you.
"Sweetheart, we've been looking everywhere for you!" your mom fretted as she pulled you into her arms and away from Chan.
He growled and yanked you back like some weird game of tug-of-war. Your mom looked afraid, but you didn't want your friend to scare her. "Say you're sorry to my mommy," you ordered him with a pout.
Chan took a deep breath and mumbled, "Sorry," with his head hung low.
You were pleased by that and turned back to his mom. "What's a mate?"
Your mom nearly choked at your question, and she tried to grab you away again. Chan nearly bit her, so you calmed him down by squeezing his hand tight. "It's okay. She's my mommy. She's nice," you assured him.
"I think we should have a talk," his mom suggested to yours. The grownups moved just far enough away that you couldn't hear them while Chan got you another ice cream using his allowance. He didn't get one for himself so you offered to share. He seemed happy with that and you took turns giving each other bites.
Every now and then your mom would look over with watery eyes while Chan's mother gently nodded. She held her hand, and you wondered if they were becoming friends too.
"Do you like to play?" Chan asked.
You turned to him with an excited smile, ready to share all of your favorite things. "Yes! I play swings at the park, and my mommy and I draw hopscotch outside."
"There's a park by my house with a tire swing! I can show you if you want," he offered.
"I can't," you told him. "My mommy is taking me to the beach later and then we have to go home tomorrow."
Chan wasn't happy with that answer. He was pouting with puppy dog eyes when he asked, "Where do you live?"
"I don't know," you answered honestly. "It's cold though, and we got here in a plane!"
Chan was even less pleased to know that you lived far away.
"Hi sweetie," your mom said as she approached the table. She knelt down just like Chan's mom did. "Do you like your new friend?" she asked while fighting back tears.
You nodded eagerly, happy that everyone was getting along now. Even Chan seemed okay with sharing your attention as long as he could hold your hand. "Chan is my best friend now! He got me ice cream!"
She sucked back another cry and went to talk to your father. Whatever she said didn't go over well, and he shouted about "interspecies relations" before storming in, and taking you away from Chan. He fought for you, but your dad ignored his claws on his calves and carried you outside.
"Let me go!" you begged, trying to squirm free. He ignored your pleas and buckled you into your seat before slamming the car door shut to take you away. Despite your mom begging him to listen, he roared the truck to life and took off.
You cried for Chan and turned to watch him disappear down the street as your father drove away, your chest aching the more he disappeared. Your mom shouted at your father to turn around, but he didn't listen...not until you passed out from the pain of being away from your mate.
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16 years later
Chan was like a heater behind you. Every night since you'd met him he'd refused to leave your side. When you were kids that meant separate sleeping bags and a chaperone, but now that you were adults he held you tight, refusing to allow even an inch of separation.
The meaning of mates changed over the years too.
At first you were told it meant you were destined to be best friends. When you became teenagers and the hormones hit, they finally told you it meant you were in love. When you both became adults, Chan finally confessed the truth...it meant all of those things and so much more.
"Channie," you sighed as you wrapped his arms closer around you. "Baby it's time to wake up."
"Mmm...5 more minutes," he groaned as he nuzzled against your neck. It tickled a lot when he kissed on that particular spot. He confessed why the same night he told you what being mates really meant. That sensitive place on your neck was meant to be marked when your heat came. It would signal to everyone that you were Chan's and that he was yours.
You'd laughed a little when he told you. The entire town already knew you as Chan's human since his family had to get special permission for you and your parents to live in the wolves' community. Many knew you as his mate even before learning your name. Still, the thought of being claimed by him in that way was enough to turn you on.
"Little mate, whatever you're thinking about..." he hissed through his teeth and kissed your throat. "I'm going to need you to think about something else unless you want the whole house smelling your sweetness."
"Sorry," you mumbled as you turned to face him. "I'm just so curious what it will be like."
"Mmm, you're thinking about your heat again?" he yawned as he kissed your forehead. You'd woken up most days lately curious about the unknown.
"Back in school, some of the girls said I couldn't have a heat because I'm a human," you reminded him, watching his features twist in frustration at your classmates for upsetting you. He'd already known what they had said, of course, since he'd noticed your mood shift no more than 5 seconds after he came to collect you from class.
"It's been studied for centuries, little mate. You'll have a heat because you're fated to be with an Alpha. It doesn't matter if you're human or wolf," he promised, soothing your nerves with his reassuring words.
"Maybe it'll come today," you mused eagerly.
Chan chuckled and stroked your back at the sight of your pout. "You'll show signs before it arrives, little mate, and so far you've done nothing out of the ordinary."
"Are you sure?" you asked with a disappointed sigh.
"Very," he answered confidently. "And when you show even the tiniest hint of your heat approaching I'm throwing I.N. and Changbin out. You deserve to be comfortable during your heat and free to do whatever you want."
"Whatever I want?" you hummed as you ran your hand down his chest towards his cock. You knew it was hard since you'd felt it earlier, but Chan stopped you from traveling too far south.
"We promised to have breakfast with your parents this morning," he reminded you.
You rolled over with an exaggerated groan. Not only had you forgotten about the meeting, but you also would've rather had breakfast with anyone other than your father. He hated Chan which made you want to protect him and that made Chan jump to protect you...it almost always ended in a fight.
"If you stay on your best behavior, maybe I'll reward you later," he teased as he hopped out of bed to get dressed, his cock pointing straight out.
"And if I'm bad?" you taunted as you bit your lip and crawled towards him, tongue already reaching out to lick up the little dribble of pre-cum on his tip.
He let you have it, and you made a big show of moaning at the taste and looking up at his flushed cheeks. It was a credit to his self-control that he pulled away before you could sink down on his dick. "If you're bad I'll have to punish you," he warned. You smirked as Chan often threatened such things, but had never acted on it.
He didn't even point out your disbelief in him. You both knew each other so well by now that whatever argument he came up with would've ended in a wrestling match with you pinned to the ground as he rocked into you...panting against your neck and licking your mating gland...
"Little mate," he huffed as he shook his head. He couldn't get his pants on since he was still hard...and he was still hard because you were still turned on.
"Is being horny all the time a sign that my heat is coming?" you asked as you tried to think about anything completely sexless.
Unsalted butter...
Tomato soup...
Eggs...
Fertilized...
Bred...
Fuck.
"It's not a sign of your heat," he promised. "It's just a sign that you've found your mate, and your body trusts me to take care of it."
"Well I found you over a decade ago and never felt like this until recently," you reminded him as you plopped onto the bed. You and Chan had been an anomaly in the wolf community...not only because you were a human, but because most mates didn't find each other until their hormones kicked in. You were already in the history books for being the youngest pair to ever find their match.
"It's normal to get like this when it's close, little mate," he muttered as he kissed your shoulder and sat beside you. You leaned into his chest to inhale his scent. It always calmed you down...just like the nickname he started calling you when you were just 13 years old when everyone grew a foot overnight except for you. Even for a human you were exceptionally short at 5'1".
You took a few deep breaths of his familiar scent and felt him zip his trousers shut once you'd calmed down. Your bodies were so intertwined by now that he was calm when you were calm and when you weren't, neither was he.
"I know you're stressed about this breakfast, little mate, but it'll be good for us. It may be your last time to see them before you're marked."
"My dad is going to be awful," you complained, though your feet were moving to the closet to pick out a dress.
"Probably," Chan agreed. "But your mom will be there."
"I guess so. At least that means we'll have cookies tonight," you said, trying to look on the bright side of this whole thing. Your mom always brought a fresh batch with her since baking was her favorite thing to do.
"I hope it's oatmeal," Chan joked as you appeared from the closet with your dress hanging off your shoulders and a look of disgust.
"Now who's on bad behavior?" you joked as you turned away to let him zip your dress up.
"Are you going to fix your hair?" he asked.
You ran your fingers through it and grabbed your purse off the wall. "Come on. Let's get this over with."
Chan laughed and took your hand to follow you down the steps. Changbin and I.N. were so invested in a video game that they didn't even notice you leave. Chan, as always, opened the car door for you, and you climbed in and buckled your seatbelt before he could give you another safety speech.
The diner was only a short drive away, and you arrived just on time despite stalling for as long as you could. "(Y/N)!" your mom called when you walked in. You turned with a genuine smile for her and extended your arms to hug her tight. It wasn't her fault your father was so racist against the wolves.
She turned to Chan to hug him too and admired how tall he'd gotten. "You must've grown 6 inches since Christmas!" she gawked.
"7," he shrugged bashfully. It was cute how he always wanted to impress your mom.
Your father still hadn't said a word and was looking over the menu with intense detail even though you'd eaten here many times. You sighed and sat down beside him before Chan could. He often tried to limit your contact with him to keep the peace.
"Once you two have babies they'll be as big as horses!" your mom joked.
You grinned and held Chan's hand. He'd always been so eager to have a family with you.
"She's not marked yet so they ain't having no fucking babies," your father mumbled, clearly drunk already.
"Dad," you snapped. Chan brushed his thumb across your hand, an obvious reminder to let it go, but you found it hard to put up with your father's obvious distaste for your soulmate.
"Larry, don't go starting with them already," your mother warned. "Chan has done nothing but protect our daughter and love her. There are many worse partners out there than a wolf."
Chan smiled softly at the way she always defended him. You took a deep breath, hoping the argument would be over. Unfortunately, your father wasn't in a mood to be civil.
"Yeah well they don't have to rub it in our face, do they? They walk around blasting their relationship to the world knowing that the only things humans know about wolves is how they fuck," he seethed as he looked at you and Chan then to your hands connected on the table. "I'm sick of pretending like I'm okay with my daughter being a moon whore. I'm going home."
Chan stood to follow him out, likely to smack him for saying such a thing, but your tears kept him in place. You always took priority over everything...even shitty fathers.
"He doesn't mean that, little mate," Chan murmured softly, desperate to calm you down.
"I'm sorry sweetheart. I thought he'd be ready this time," she apologized pitifully while watching your father stumble out the door and light up a cigarette. This exact interaction had taken place a dozen times before, and yet, each time hurt just as bad as the last.
"I don't think he'll ever respect us, Mom," you told her. You were sick of being put in a position to choose between going off on your dad or letting him tear apart your mate...or letting your mate tear into his throat. You knew Chan would win that fight.
"Why don't we make plans to do breakfast together next week?" Chan suggested. "Just us 3?"
Your mom smiled and nodded as she hugged him goodbye. You knew she had to get your father home before he pissed off a wolf without as much self-control.
"I love you, sweetheart. You too Chan," she said as she fought back tears. "You keep our girl safe," she added as she waved goodbye. "Oh and there are snickerdoodle cookies under my seat!" she called out.
Chan retrieved them and turned to thank her with a wave. "It's not oatmeal," he said.
You tried to put on a smile, but felt too drained. "Can we go home now?"
Chan nodded and you nearly ran from the restaurant to escape the nosy glances of the patrons who'd overheard everything in nearby booths. It wasn't like wolves were a secret, but your father had been right about one thing...
Humans only knew about their sex lives.
The wolves had tried time and time again to educate humans on more of their cultural norms, but insanely great sex was the only thing that stuck. Therefore, you preferred to be around the wolves instead of the humans. But since your father refused to step foot on pack lands now, you and Chan traveled just beyond the border to meet and accommodate him.
"I'm proud of you," Chan said just as he pulled into the driveway.
"For what?" you asked. The car ride home had been silent as you both replayed the words spoken by your father.
"You kept control of yourself instead of lashing out at him," Chan pointed out. "You didn't stoop to his level."
You supposed he was right about that. "I'm rewarding myself with a cookie for breakfast," you decided as you marched into the house.
Changbin and I.N. looked up right away, welcoming you home in unison. "Good morning, Luna."
"Are those cookies?" Changbin asked, eyeing them hungrily.
"Does that mean you saw your parents this morning?" I.N. realized.
"Yes and yes," you answered them as you popped open the container. "You can each have a couple but save me a few, okay? I earned them," you offered, watching in amusement as they hopped up from their gaming chairs to fight for first dibs.
Chan snagged one out of the tupperware, too, before sealing it shut much to their dismay. They whimpered like hungry puppies as they begged for more.
"You've had enough," Chan warned them in a low growl.
They backed away to return to their game while murmuring apologies. Once seated Chan turned back to wipe a bit of cinnamon off your chin. "I suppose you deserve a reward for your good behavior," he muttered as he leaned in for a kiss.
You kissed him gently, but backed away, suddenly not interested in sex. "Can we just take a nap instead?"
Chan looked at you curiously. This morning you'd been ready to fuck him in every which way, but now that didn't entice you at all. "Are you tired, little mate?"
You nodded and hugged yourself to his warm chest, nuzzling against his heart with a kiss. "I'm sleepy, Channie."
He rubbed your back for a bit and swayed with you in the kitchen until you nearly fell asleep standing up. You felt him sink down to swipe your legs out from under you, and you trusted that he'd catch you.
He cradled you all the way to bed and promised to return quickly. You reached for his hand and begged him to stay, so he did.
He kicked off his shoes and crawled into bed to allow you to snuggle him. Chan felt so cozy, and you found it easy to relax with his hand stroking your back. The door to the house shut and you briefly looked up through your lashes at him for an answer.
He kissed your forehead and answered softly, "I told Changbin and I.N. to leave for a bit."
You blinked slowly as the news caught up to your tired brain, but eventually you grinned lazily at him. "My heat?"
"Mhm," Chan hummed. "It makes you tired so you have the energy to make it better once it comes."
"And then what happens?" you pondered with another yawn as you sunk deeper into his embrace.
"Then, you'll nest which you've sort of been doing your whole life anyway," he teased. "You used to make our tree houses comfortable with a dozen pillows, and even though this was meant to be the Alpha's quarters, it's covered in floral pink curtains and fuzzy blankets."
You hadn't realized how much you'd done to make this your place, too, until he pointed it out. Everything from the scallop trim shelves to the orange zest scented potpourri on the nightstand. The entire place had your name on it.
"And after that?"
Chan smirked as he leaned forward, his words hit against your ear as he answered, "And then you'll have a desire to fuck so strong that only your mate can satiate you. You'll be horny for days, desperate to have my cum fill your sweet pussy...desperate to be bred."
"Chan," you whined as you squirmed from the need growing between your legs.
"And once you're begging for it, I'll give you my knot," he vowed as he took your earlobe between his teeth.
You gasped and clutched his chest, too tired to give in but too awake to put a stop to it. "Will it hurt?" you asked. You'd only been told that a knot was a huge bulb of his seed. The definition you'd been given was much more scientific than the sexy version Chan described.
"No, little mate. It won't hurt," he promised, much to your relief. "In fact," he continued, "it will feel so good that you won't be able to stop cumming. You'll be in pure bliss for hours, wishing it would never stop."
You smiled sleepily at the thought. "Maybe when I wake up, I'll finally be in heat," you imagined as you neared your dream state.
Chan exhaled, wrapping you in his familiar musk and brushing your hair from your face. "Maybe you will," he muttered just before you fell asleep.
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When you woke up, you realized that in your sleep you'd somehow ended up tangled with Chan. Your leg was hooked over his hip and he had one arm wrapped around your hip while his other hand held you close to his chest. You inhaled deeply and whimpered as his familiar musky scent filled your lungs.
Chan had always smelled good to you, but this morning he was absolutely delicious. You spotted a sweet dribble of sweat on his neck, and licked it up before you could rationalize what you were doing.
"Channie," you whined as the flavor filled your taste buds, deepening the need for him.
"5 more minutes," he begged, as you tugged on his shirt, fighting to take it off. His hold on you was too strong, though, so you gave up and went back to kissing his neck and running your hands up his chest. Chan was so perfectly built. He was the ideal alpha, and the most suitable mate for any omega...and yet, he'd chosen you.
Love bloomed in your chest as you recalled the first moment you saw him. Chan had known right away that you were meant to be with him, and every day since had been a perfect whirlwind of adoration and gentleness. Chan supported you, and he challenged you. He never made you feel like a human among wolves. You were the future Luna, and he made sure everyone knew that.
"Baby, whatever you're thinking about is making you smell extra sweet this morning," he praised as his eyes fluttered open to your flushed cheeks and lips parted in gasps.
You hadn't even realized that you'd been riding his thigh until he squeezed your waist to try to get you to calm down. You couldn't though. It was like a match had been lit and the firework finally exploded.
You looked helplessly at him, words replaced only by lewd, desperate sounds as you came in your panties.
Chan inhaled deeply, taking in your scent perfuming the air with a satisfied hum that vibrated the entire bed. You trembled from the pleasure still coursing through you and tugged at his shirt again.
"You're in heat," he informed you as he laid you down beneath him while pulling his shirt over his head so you could access more of his dampened skin. Chan was hot already, and you held his sides while kissing his abs one by one before licking straight up his chest.
"You taste good, Channie," you praised as you sucked on his salty shoulder, leaving behind a sizable hickey.
"Your mind is so empty right now isn't it little mate?" he cooed as he discarded your dress and the rest of his clothes. Neither of you was in the mood to be patient. You'd waited long enough.
"Just want you Channie," you pleaded, catching sight of the sun filtering through the window. You realized you'd slept for an entire day, which meant you had ample energy to do with Chan as you pleased.
"How do you want me, little mate?" he rasped as he kissed along your mating gland to your ear, teasing you just to earn pretty gasps. "Do you want me rough? Do you want me to carry you around all week after I show you how hard I can fuck?"
You bit your lip and shook your head.
"No?" he cocked his brow as he kissed across your breasts. "Maybe you want me to tie you up and edge you so that when it hits, it's like a bomb going off in your pussy."
Your heart raced at the thought, but still, you shook your head.
"Maybe you want it doggy style, hmm? Want me to fuck you from behind like the wild animal I am?" he taunted, as he kissed across your thighs and spread them apart.
"Is that what you want baby? To feel like a real wolf?" he asked as he licked a stripe through your core.
"No," you squeaked out, hands twisting in his hair as your hips began to ride his face. His warm tongue was flat and eager to lick up all of your slick.
You almost complained when he replaced his mouth with his fingers, but you'd forgotten how amazing he was at using those. His claws dug into your thighs as two fingers fucked you, curling inside while the thumb flicked your clit.
You arched off the bed screaming for more and less all at once, but Chan never let up.
"I know my little mate so well," he promised as he sucked your clit, riding his tongue over the swollen bud. "Of course my little mate doesn't want it rough. She wants me to make love to her, to show her how happy I am to be fated to be hers," he began when your toes started to curl. "My mate wants to kiss me and look at me when I knot her for the first time," he continued when words abandoned you. "Because my little mate has my whole heart, and she deserves to know what that means," he muttered just as you came on his fingers, body relinquishing to him for the second time tonight.
Chan kissed back up your body, leaving a trail of goosebumps wherever his lips lingered. All the while he kept his fingers working you through it, never letting you fully come down. You knew he could tell how high you were, though, when he gazed down with the softest smile.
"You look so beautiful," he praised before kissing you gently. You looped your arms around his neck and savored the way he loved you better than anyone had ever been loved before.
"My mate," he moaned against your lips when your cunt throbbed around his fingers again, already desperate for more. "Little mate," he groaned as he aligned his cock with your count.
Your hips rolled up and down his length, and Chan pulled back with his lips parted in a needy whimper to watch. You were desperate to feel him. It was as though this were the very first time.
Chan held your hand and brushed your palm back and forth, inhaling when it moved one direction and exhaling when his thumb moved to yours. You matched his breaths and opened your eyes to meet his loving gaze. He playfully brushed your noses together, smiling when yours wrinkled from the tickle on your skin.
"I love you so much," he vowed, pausing as if to ensure you were ready.
"I love you too, Channie," you promised just as he filled you.
Your jaw dropped as he sank in deeper than you'd ever felt him. Chan kissed your cheeks and temple as if to apologize, but the feeling only made your heat crave more.
With an inhuman strength, you pushed him beneath you and began to ride him. Chan was shocked and fumbled to get his hands back to your hips, as you bounced on his cock. You bit your lip and watched him crumble beneath you with sweat beading on his forehead.
He had a mini orgasm, but you knew it wasn't the end...it wasn't the knot that your heat desired. You rode him until your thighs ached, until every muscle in your body was pleading for a break.
Chan thrust up into you, probing your cervix each time and drawing pained cries from your lips. It hurt...but only because you weren't bred yet. It was a relief when you felt his knot first try to penetrate you.
"Oh fuck," Chan groaned as he threw his head back. The veins popped in his neck, and you found yourself wrapping your hand around his throat to get his attention again.
"Little mate, I need to...fuck I need to mark you," he reminded you in a breathless voice.
You'd nearly forgotten about the mark. You slowed your pace to a steady roll of your hips and allowed Chan to sit up against the headboard. You didn't even notice that it had splintered from how eager you'd been.
"When I mark you, the knot will fit," he promised as he kissed the same spot where he'd sworn to bite you. "You'll be mine."
"I've always been yours," you reminded him as you tilted your head to the side. "It was fated."
Chan smiled against your skin and sank his canines into your throat, seeping his sweet venom into your blood and marking you for all to see.
You squeezed him close, eyes falling back at the euphoria flooding through you. His bite was matched only by his knot which finally squeezed inside, stretching you more than you thought capable.
Chan tried to pull away, but you urged him to stay still as you bounced on him again. You couldn't move much with his knot inside, but it was enough to make him moan against your skin, vibrating you from the inside out.
You cursed but kept going. Chan began rubbing your clit as his other hand palmed your ass. Your heat was dulling, and you knew instinctively that it meant he was close.
You tore him from your neck and planted your lips against his, ignoring the taste of blood on his tongue in favor of his plump pillowy lips. He never let up on your clit, and he spanked you once and then twice, noticing the way you twitched each time.
You pulled back to catch your breath, and while pressing your forehead to his, both exhaling heavily from the effort, you finally came. His eyes locked onto yours and it was like every star in the sky shone inside you...every flower bloomed.
You kissed Chan the moment it hit, desperate to share the warmth with him. He groaned and guided you to lie down as his cock flooded through every crevice within you. You couldn't help but smile.
All you felt was joy.
Chan looked happy too.
He cupped your cheek and got lost in you the same way you got lost in him. You traced the features on his familiar face as if learning them for the first time, and when he kissed your fingers the tingles you'd learned to ignore over the years ignited again.
"Mate," you grinned, eyes sparkling in pride at the alpha before you.
"Little mate," he replied before kissing you again as love flowed through you.