taboo alphas
🌙 starring. Kim Mingyu & Choi Seungcheol x afab!Reader
🔮 preview. “We will need a bunch of natural oil humidifiers to help mask your scent, I’m thinking pine or cedar or something, as well as a heavy blanket for the crack under the door,” your new omega pack mate explains. “We’ll need some speakers to play music so Mingyu and Seungcheol can’t hear you very well either. We don’t want them being triggered by your scent and sounds while you’re in here fighting with a sex toy for your life and sanity. Your first heat with your new pack is going to be rough, but you’ll get through it, I promise.”
tw/cw. Unprotected sex, threesome, omega in heat, alphas helping during heat, use of sex toys, extreme sexual frustration, oral, pussy eating, overstimulation, fingering, squirting, breeding kink, dirty talk, praise, hand job, breast worship, body worship, man handling, etc… I pet names: (hers.) dirty little omega.
👹 rating.18+ explicit I wc. 7.8k
🍭 aus. Werewolf!au, Alpha!GyuCheol, Omega!reader, arranged marriage situation, etc…
☀️ mlist + an. I’ve been meaning to do this duo for a while, but ABO is the type of au that takes time due to the extensive back history you have to create- this is the product of two months of thinking and working, and I hope you all enjoy it :) who knew so much work could go into a threesome haha.
Prologue:
“City dweller alphas,” you hear your father spit, his voice dripping with venom as he addresses his inner circle of leadership advisors in the living room. “And a dual leadership no less. Has there ever been anything so taboo?”
There’s murmured agreement, and you hold your breath, eavesdropping from your bedroom.
“It’s a monstrosity,” another pack member agrees.
“A monstrosity indeed,” your father sighs. “But regardless, the Choi Kim dynasty is a long, proud line, and their new coalition pack is full of young, ferocious wolves. They are the most powerful clan in the surrounding area, and with their youth comes the lack of tact when it comes to encroachment on neighbouring territory.”
“Are you suggesting they might enter our borders?” someone asks.
“Being born with silver spoons, I think it’s likely they won’t care about boundaries the same way their forefathers did.” Another deep, weary sigh from your father, and you can imagine him pinching his brow, eyes downcast. “I had planned to marry my daughter off to a different alpha, but… things might change as Fall approaches. It might be necessary to make tactical adjustments.”
Your heart lurches in your chest. As the omega daughter of an alpha, you’ve been raised with the knowledge that your marriage will be a strategic one- but to be sent to the new pack? The taboo pack that has two male alphas? It’s almost unthinkable.
What would two big city alphas want with a small town wolf like you? You can’t quite wrap your head around it, but with a deep breath, you promise yourself you’ll do your duty, after all, it’s what you were born for.
One:
To everyone's shock, the new taboo pack had accepted your father’s offer of arranging a truce through a bloodline merger of you being sent to the new leadership. To everyone's dissatisfaction, the Choi Kim alphas had insisted on there not being a formal ceremony. To them, a wedding wasn’t as important as a contractual signing of papers dictating territory, so here you are, staying in a lavish penthouse with a man named Wonwoo while your new alphas are away on business.
“Arranged marriages are not something Mingyu and Seungcheol support,” Wonwoo had told you when he’d picked you up from your former pack. “They accepted you as a favour to your father, a sign of good faith to the old ways of doing things.”
You’re not sure what your future looks like. Everything you’d learned while growing up has flown out the window. You were taught to be a good housewife, to cook and clean and support your alpha in marriage and in life. But now? Who knows.
Wonwoo is like a jailer. He’s cold, antisocial, and curt with every interaction the two of you have. His hair is a mess of curls, and his circular glasses soften out his angular face, but not by much.
He’s been watching you for a week, and only a few sentences have been passed between the two of you. Wonwoo, for the most part, sits in the living room and reads his books, while you have confined yourself to your designated room in the three-bedroom penthouse. Much of your time has been spent looking out the window at the city below, marvelling at the vastness of the city you now reside in.
The skyline of towers seems to stretch on for miles, but your penthouse is undoubtedly the highest, ruling over the other tall, steel giants from amongst the clouds on particularly gloomy days.
You hadn’t brought much with you when you’d left your last pack, but you’d been surprised to arrive at your new bedroom and find it stocked with clothing. The decor and furniture are minimalist and high-class, definitely an upgrade from your humble upbringing. Cream and sage colours make the space feel bright, yet it’s not particularly homey, and you’ve found yourself wrapped in a blanket for much of your stay here.
The silken pyjamas aren’t the cosiest, and you’re still trying to get used to the feeling of such an expensive fabric on your skin.
With a sigh, you wrap your blanket tighter around your shoulders, exiting your room.
Wonwoo doesn’t even look up from his book, and you stand in the living room for a few seconds, trying to figure out what you’re going to say.
“You mentioned Mingyu and Seungcheol would be back tonight,” you announce finally.
“Was there a question in there?” Wonwoo sighs, putting his book down to look at you.
Your resolve crumbles a little under his powerful gaze. “Do you know when they’re expected to return?” you ask meakly.
Wonwoo checks his watch. “In an hour or so.”
“Okay, thank you.” With a nod as a sign of respect, you scurry back to your room, intent on finding the right outfit to make a good first impression. You’ve been skulking in pyjamas for a week, but no longer.
Two:
You’d found a dress in your walk-in closet that felt appropriate given the circumstances you’re in. It’s not too revealing, as some of the dresses are, and it's long-sleeved and long-skirted, but it’s somewhat tight and body-hugging without being too tight. The black colour makes you feel somewhat emboldened, too, and you fix your hair as you wait in your room for the sound of the front door opening.
Part of you had considered being in the living room and kitchen area for when the alphas get home, but with Wonwoo sitting there and darkening the atmosphere, you had decided against it.
You’re sitting on your bed when you hear the arrival of Mingyu and Seungcheol, and your heart practically leaps into your throat.
There’s the sound of some baggage hitting the floor, and someone lets out a sigh.
“How was your trip?” Wonwoo asks.
“Too long,” says a deep, tired voice.
“I’ll make some food,” comes another.
You wait, wondering if now is a good time to say hello. With a few seconds to compose yourself, you open your bedroom door and peek out. The first man you see is in black dress pants and a white button-up, his black tie askew as he holds a phone to his ear. He’s very handsome in a rugged kind of way, and his broad shoulders make you wet your lips instinctively.
The second man is in the same attire, although he looks less bedraggled as he sets ingredients on a chopping block and begins to work. His features are softer, more angelic, but still just as attractive as the first in his own unique way.
The first alpha’s gaze finds yours, and you freeze, holding your breath. His eyes look you up and down, and then he turns and heads to one of the bedrooms, closing the door behind him just as he begins speaking to someone on the other end of his phone.
“Well, if my babysitting duties are over,” Wonwoo sighs, grabbing his leather jacket off the back of a chair at the kitchen island, “I’m headed home.”
The more angelic alpha finally looks up from his task of cutting up vegetables, and he smiles when he sees you. “Sorry, I forgot you were even here.”
“Can't you smell her?” Wonwoo scoffs, making your skin heat with embarrassment.
“We were just at the airport, my sense of smell is still recovering,” the large alpha jokes. He wipes his palms on a kitchen towel and comes around the kitchen island to approach you, holding out a large hand. “I’m Mingyu.”
You swallow the lump in your throat, reaching out to accept his show of welcome. He has a firm grip, but you can tell he’s holding back. Your hand looks very delicate and small in his own, and his warm skin makes you tingle.
You note that Wonwoo leaves quietly, and you’re suddenly overwhelmed at being left alone in this apartment with the two alphas who accepted you as a territory treaty favour.
You introduce yourself as Mingyu releases your hand.
“Are you hungry?” he asks. “Wonwoo’s not much of a cook.”
“He’s been ordering takeout all week,” you admit.
Mingyu turns to go back into the kitchen, and you follow him instinctively, cautiously taking a seat at the counter.
“Let me guess, ramen, ramen, and more ramen,” Mingyu smiles.
“He must be pretty set in his ways,” you say, letting a grin slip onto your lips.
“He definitely is.” The alpha continues to chop vegetables, and a silence overtakes the room.
After a few minutes, you let out a small cough. “So… I’m a little confused,” you admit.
“About what?”
“Well,” you muster up all your courage, “my father proposed a marriage arrangement, and although you both said no to that, I’m still here as a show of good faith or something along those lines. I’m wondering what happens next.”
Mingyu puts down his knife, and he looks up at you. He cocks his head, as if he’s trying to figure you out.
“We felt the arranged marriage for interpack peace was outdated when a treaty would be a simpler binding contract,” Mingyu tells you.
“So… why am I here?” you ask.
Mingyu shrugs. “I didn’t want you to have to stay in a pack where you were going to be married off to any alpha your dad wanted to be in good standing with.”
It kind of sounds like… in some odd way, he was trying to save you from a fate that you were raised to accept.
“So I’m in your pack now.”
“Yes.”
“And I’ll be living here?”
“We had an extra room,” Mingyu shrugs. “Change isn’t easy. Most of our omegas are coupled up and live with their mates. I know it’s extra hard for omegas to be independent and live alone, so we didn’t want to bring you here and then have you alone.”
“But… neither of you wants anything from me?” you question.
“We want you to blend with the pack, you’re one of us now.” Mingyu smiles warmly.
Taboo alphas double leading a pack, taboo alphas ignoring age-old traditions of marriage pacts, taboo alphas attempting to save omegas from possibly outdated families? This is definitely an adjustment.
“You don’t need me to cook and clean for you?” you enquire.
Mingyu laughs. “We’re grown men, we can do that for ourselves.”
“You don’t… need me to strengthen your line with babies?”
Mingyu’s smile drops. “No, we don’t need you to do that.”
“Sorry.” You avert your gaze, feeling your skin heating with embarrassment. You’re not sure what you’d expected from these alphas, but this certainly wasn’t it.
“Don’t be sorry. I’m sorry you feel you have to provide that to us. I’m sorry if you spent the last week here expecting something different.” Mingyu lets out a deep breath, setting his hands down on the counter. “How about you go change into some comfortable baggy pyjamas, I’ll make you some food, and we can try to get to know each other outside all of this bureaucratic omega belongs to the alpha bullshit? And don’t agree just because I’m asking you to do this.”
You nod. “That sounds good.”
Three:
After changing clothes, you reentered the living space to find spicy fried pork with vegetables and noodles. You and Mingyu had sat and discussed lifestyle differences between your old pack and your new one. He had explained the thinking and progressive intent of their new leadership and expressed that sometimes, old systems such as the werewolf's ‘one alpha mentality’ are in need of new eyes and ideas.
It appears Mingyu and Seungcheol have very different roles as alphas. Mingyu is the primary communicator. He’s the one who is charming and deals with interpersonal issues and the general happiness of the pack. Seungcheol, on the other hand, is the businessman. He deals with external issues. The two collaborate on whatever is in between, and having two minds at any given conflict has been beneficial for them both in being more flexible.
As the two of you are discussing the decision to bring you to their pack, Seungcheol steps out of his room. He stands in the doorway and stares at you for a few seconds, but says nothing.
“Come meet our new guest,” Mingyu encourages the stoic alpha.
Seungcheol remains quiet as he comes to join you in the living room. He takes the single-seat armchair diagonal from where you are on the couch, and continues to stare.
“I was just explaining why we agreed to accept y/n into our pack,” Mingyu says, breaking the tension.
“Your father’s arranged marriage tactic is outdated,” Seungcheol says simply.
Mingyu lets out a chuckle. “Tell her how you really feel.”
Seungcheol shrugs his broad shoulders. “It wasn’t my first choice to take in an omega who was being used as a tool by her father, as omegas always are, but I didn’t see another option.”
You swallow thickly, biting at your lip.
“It looks like you have something to say,” Mingyu notes. “You’re allowed to speak freely with us.”
“It’s just… neither of you know me. Why did you care to save me from an arranged marriage?”
“We’re the sons of strong mothers, my mother was an alpha,” Mingyu explains, “but Seungcheol’s mother was an omega. We both saw firsthand what it’s like to have alpha fathers who stuck to the old ways. They were doing their best, but their decisions were based on a dated system.”
Your gaze shifts to Seungcheol, and his jaw feathers. You wonder if his mother being an omega is a soft spot for him. You wonder if her marriage was loveless, if her son had to witness it, if it turned him into the alpha he is today.
“What do we do about when I go into heat?” you ask shyly.
“Supressants,” Seungcheol says coldly. “Many of the omegas in our pack choose to do things that way.”
“But suppressants don’t stop heats completely,” Mingyu jumps in. “How have you dealt with them in the past?”
“We had a cottage, far from the pack, where heating omegas would go to endure with a select few female supporters who would take care of them,” you explain. “No supresants.”
“We have a similar system,” Mingyu admits. “We should have asked Wonwoo to help introduce you to other pack members this week instead of keeping you here the whole time.”
“Well, I mean…” You shift uncomfortably, “the problem is… my heat starts in a few days, and I don’t know any of the other people in the pack, and it’s a very personal thing, and the only safe space I really know is my room, and well, even without the marriage thing, I kind of assumed…”
“You assumed we’d be sharing you,” Seungcheol finishes for you, letting out a sigh. “We fucked this up.”
“I’m sorry,” Mingyu apologises, “we weren’t thinking about these kinds of details-”
“We should have been,” Seungcheol growls, standing up in anger. With a shake of his head, he goes back to his bedroom, slamming the door shut and making you jump.
Mingyu frowns, looking after his friend before his gaze shifts back to you. “This isn’t exactly the best start, is it?”
You downcast your eyes, refusing to outwardly agree with him.
It seems that no matter what, your first heat here will not be ideal, but no heats ever are.
Four:
Mingyu has personally taken accountability for socializing you with members of the pack. You’ve met a handful of omegas, who all seem sweet, but are still very foreign to you. The idea of leaning on any of these women during the most vulnerable time of your three-month cycle is not one you’re particularly fond of, and Mingyu knows it.
With two days until your heat starts, and very few viable options, Mingyu has resorted to drastic measures. He’s called on the expertise of another pack member. “Jeonghan knows the most about heats,” Mingyu explains. “He and his mate have been together since they were teenagers, and he helped her through many heats before they officially mated.”
You feel uncomfortable, sitting in the living room while you wait for Jeonghan to arrive. You’ve met him and his mate once, but the meeting hadn’t been long enough for you to feel comfortable with him.
There’s a knock at the door, and you smell the two wolves before they enter. Jeonghan and his mate Sumi enter, both have a similar expression of pity on their faces, and Sumi takes her seat next to you, placing her hand on your thigh. “Hi, honey,” she says, forcing a smile.
“Hi,” you respond meakly, already feeling the inklings of heat and its effects on the temperature of your body. This heat is ramping up to be a rough one, and it’s clear that you all know it.
“How about we go talk in your room?” Sumi suggests, “Let the men discuss out here.”
You nod, standing to follow your fellow omega to your bedroom. When you sit down on your bed, she shifts to reveal the bag she’s carrying. “I’ll be honest, we don’t know each other that well, but we’re about to get a whole lot more personal.”
And with that, she dumps the bag of sex toys out all over your bed. They’re all clearly brand new, still in boxes, and there’s a huge selection.
“Suppressants only help so much,” Sumi admits. “Which is what these are for.” She picks up a box with a pink dildo in it and waves it around. “Jeonghan said you’re staying in your room for your heat, which is going to be hard for not only you, but Seungcheol and Mingyu as well. I wouldn’t be surprised if Seungcheol stays somewhere else, but I know Mingyu is committed to helping you through this. He feels responsible for this mess, and he should. I don’t know what they were thinking bringing an omega into the pack to stay in their own home so close to heat season.”
“It’s not their fault,” you say softly.
Sumi gives you a look that tells you she doesn’t agree, but she doesn’t push the topic any further. “We will need a bunch of natural oil humidifiers to help mask your scent, I’m thinking pine or cedar or something, as well as a heavy blanket for the crack under the door,” your new omega pack mate explains. “We’ll need some speakers to play music so Mingyu and Seungcheol can’t hear you very well either. We don’t want them being triggered by your scent and sounds while you’re in here fighting with a sex toy for your life and sanity. Your first heat with your new pack is going to be rough, but you’ll get through it, I promise.”
You can’t even find words as you stare at her. This is their magic plan? Use suppressors until you can’t stand it, and then satisfy yourself to help ease the heat a little?
“Is this really the best option?” you ask sheepishly.
“You can still let me help you personally, but I know how daunting it can be to have a stranger with you during your heat, and as much as I’d love a two-day crash course on us being best friends, I don’t think that’s enough time for you to get comfortable with me.” Sumi frowns, and you can tell she’s upset about this whole thing.
Seungcheol and Mingyu dropped the ball with this; that much is clear.
“But, we can be besties after this, and next time, I can be there for you,” Sumi says, her expression changing on a dime into a smile. She pats your hand. “You’re stong, I can tell.”
Five:
You’re sitting with Mingyu as he reads all the warnings on the label of the bottle of suppressants he’d bought for you when Seungcheol’s door opens. You haven’t seen much of the storic alpha, and when you have, he’s always in full business mode.
Tonight, he looks dishevelled. He’s in black sweats and a matching hoodie, and his hands are shoved into his pockets, his hair messy as if he’s just woken up from a nap- or perhaps spent hours running his fingers through his tousled curls out of anxiety or annoyance or maybe a mix of both.
“Hey, Cheol,” Mingyu says, looking up from the suppressants. “Have you decided who you’re going to stay with during y/n’s heat?”
“I’m staying here,” Seungcheol says gruffly, heading into the kitchen to grab a glass of water.
Mingyu flashes you a look before his attention finds his co-alpha again. “I thought you said you wanted to be somewhere else?”
Seungcheol shrugs. “I thought it over, and I think I should stay here.”
“It might be overwhelming for her to have two alphas right outside her door,” Mingyu notes awkwardly.
“If you’re staying, I’m staying.” Seungcheol takes a sip from his glass of water, and when he looks up, his mouth is set in a firm, determined line.
Mingyu turns to you, reaching out to place his hand on your thigh. “Are you okay with this?”
Your heart races, skin warming under the fabric that keeps his palm from directly touching you. No words rise in your throat, so you simply nod, body excited by the prospect of both alphas taking care of you.
It’s not just the heat that’s making you attracted to these men. You were attracted to them the moment you saw them, but your longing for them both is only amplified now. And you can tell they’re both attracted to you; their tells have become more and more obvious in the few days you’ve spent living with them.
Mingyu is a caretaker, and despite being taught from a young age to show love through acts of service, you’re now on the receiving end of Mingyu’s clear affection.
Seungcheol, in contrast, has done his best to stay away from you. And at first, you thought maybe he hated you. But you’ve noted his lingering gaze, the irritation that radiates off of him at your presence has revealed itself to be a mask for something deeper, something more intense. You get the sense that Seungcheol never planned for this, never planned on being attracted to the new omega he had decided to save from her outdated pack.
His insistence on staying during your heat only confirms what you’ve suspected about Seungcheol. It’s an alpha's instinct to take care of their omega during her heat, and if he didn’t view you as his, he would be able to fight the sexual desire and leave. However, for Seungcheol, being here has clearly become a need, not a want, which betrays the way his inner wolf feels about you.
The heat plan sounds simple, but you know it will be anything but.
You will lock yourself in your room, with loud music and essential oil humidifiers to mask your signs of heat from the men in the next room. Mingyu will provide food at set intervals outside your door, and once he goes back to his own room, you will open your door to retrieve the meals.
You’re not sure what role Seungcheol will play; in fact, part of you thinks this might be rather torturous for both of them, but you can’t think about their issues when you have your own heat to worry about.
Six:
Mingyu watches Seungcheol pace the room. Two days of your heat have passed, and there are likely five more to go. It’s too early for Seungcheol to be cracking like this.
Mingyu has always been the one with less composure, less control, so how come he’s suddenly the strong one?
“You can still go stay with Jeonghan,” Mingyu sighs.
“No,” comes Seungcheol’s short, angry reply.
“I don’t know why you’re doing this to yourself.”
“Why are you?” fires back the irritated alpha.
“Because she needed someone, and we’re the reason she’s in this situation.” Mingyu lets out a groan, adjusting against his bed as Seungcheol continues to pace.
“How are you so composed?” Seungcheol snaps.
“Honestly, I don’t know.” Mingyu can only shrug. “I just keep thinking about how hard this is for her. She was practically gifted to us, expected to be our omega plaything, was rejected-”
“We didn’t reject her,” the other alpha practically snarls.
“She probably sees it as a rejection,” Mingyu sighs. “There was an expectation, and it went unmet, and now, she’s having to deal with her heat without the support of her female pack members, for probably the first time in her life. She’s stuck with two alphas who, let’s be serious, don’t know what to do in this kind of situation. Neither of us has any experience with helping an omega through her heat. We both agreed not to enter into this kind of thing until we were more established as a pack.”
Seungcheol curses under his breath, and Mingyu takes a deep breath.
“We have a duty as the alphas of a pack, not as the alphas who want to mate with her. We made it clear we don’t own her.” The thought of owning another wolf in an arranged situation makes Mingyu’s mouth taste sour. “That she’s free here. Who are we if we go back on our word now due to our own animalistic instincts?”
Seungcheol stops pacing and stares at Mingyu. “When did you get so smart?”
“I’ve always been smart,” Mingyu chuckles. “I just usually let you do most of the talking when we’re discussing serious issues.”
“You feel it too, though, right?” Seungcheol asks, running a hand through his hair. “It’s more than just hunger.”
“It’s like the wolf inside is screaming that we’re not doing what we should, what we were born to do.” Mingyu nods. “It’s more than just sexual instinct.”
“Jeonghan used to talk about the day he first met his omega, Sumi, that something inside of him just knew they belonged together…” Seungcheol trails off and then begins to pace again.
“Are you saying…” Mingyu swallows thickly. “Are you saying you think she’s our mate? You were so cold to her when she arrived.”
“I had to be. This is a distraction.” Seungcheol releases a groan.
“It’s definitely a distraction,” Mingyu agrees, unable to hold in his chuckle.
There’s a faint sound, a low moan, and Mingyu’s sensitive ears pick up the vibration of it more than anything else. Both alphas whip their heads towards the closed door, on full alert.
The suppressants had been working the first two days, but now that it’s the eve of the third, it seems the effects are waning. Despite the loud music and the cedar essential oils, both alphas can smell you, and they hear a little of what is happening as well.
When Jeonghan had explained that sex toys were probably the only option if things got bad for you, Mingyu had felt his entire body tingle, and he’d hated himself for it. He shouldn’t be sexualizing your heat, but he can’t help himself. He can’t help but think about what you’re doing, which toys you’re using, how intense everything is feeling, the relief of a good orgasm-
He could use a good orgasm, but could he trust himself to stop with just his hand? He wants to think he could, but… the instinct to go and mate with you is strong enough as it is, and it seems even worse for Seungcheol.
“You should go stay with Jeonghan,” Mingyu hears himself say, tone logical and matter-of-fact, but his own voice feels distant, as if it’s not even coming from his own mouth. His attention is still fixed on the door, the flimsy piece of wood that’s just one of only two very weak barriers between himself and you.
“Shut up,” Seungcheol growls, moving to the window to open it and let in some air.
“Maybe we should play some music too,” Mingyu suggests, pulling out his phone to connect to the speakers in his room.
Mingyu knows that even if he plays music, it won’t drown out the wet sounds that are now just faintly coming from your room, and it takes everything inside of himself to try to calm down. Seungcheol isn’t as controlled, and with a growl, he goes to the ensuite bathroom for what Mingyu can only assume is a cold shower and maybe even his own hand to deal with this tension.
Can they really survive four more days of this?
Seven:
It’s the morning of the sixth day, and your heat still shows no signs of slowing down. You’re torn between hot and cold sweats, your core aching desperately every time you’re not touching it, and aching even worse with sensitivity when you do. Orgasms are the only thing offering reprieve, but with each high, the length of relief lessens.
You feel like a sticky mess, your skin tingling, body aching-
As exhaustion takes over, your ability to think clearly lessens, and your inner wolf takes over.
You have two perfectly acceptable alphas so close- two big, ridiculously sexy and virile alphas who could so easily take away your pain. Even if they’re not in a rut, they could still fill you up perfectly.
Your core aches at the thought of being stuffed, and you shift against your bed, letting out a deep moan as your hands find your pussy, fingers stroking your own clit and making you jolt.
You bite your lip to stop your whimpers of pleasure, but your hands have a mind of their own, and soon, you can’t hold in the sounds.
You imagine the two alphas touching you, and one of your hands reaches up to grasp your breast, squeezing roughly.
With your eyes shut tight, you focus on the feeling, on the way it distracts from the hot and cold sensations still warring inside of you.
But imagining Seungcheol and Mingyu only makes you want them more, and an orgasm doesn’t come, not when your body seems to know it’s your own hands and not theirs that are pleasuring you.
With a loud groan, you sit up straight, your eyes fixed on the door. You adjust your nightie, covering your breast and fixing the strap on your shoulder.
There’s an internal struggle going on within you. A war that lasts a whopping ten seconds before your body and mind agree.
Both Seungcheol and Mingyu are into you. You know it in your heart. Why should you have to endure this alone?
You hop off the bed, your feet hitting the floor with a thud, and as you tear open your bedroom door, Mingyu mirrors your motion with his own, his eyes frantic.
“Are you okay? There was a thud!” he exclaims, rushing toward you.
Then he stops, his body frozen just a meter from your own. You size each other up, muscles tensing.
Seungcheol appears behind Mingyu, and it’s as if time stills.
You feel the weight of their powerful gazes, and despite the stillness of your form, your heart is practically beating out of your chest.
“I want you both,” you declare, and they are the four most confident words you’ve spoken since you entered this penthouse.
It’s Seungcheol who breaks first, a growl tearing out of him as he practically pounces at you. You leap into his arms, your legs wrapping around his waist, fingers tangling in his hair as you furiously press your lips to his own, an immediate battle of tongues and teeth.
His hands roughly grab your ass, holding you up while you make out desperately, your whole body alight with tingles and relief from finally getting your alpha’s attention.
Not a moment later, you feel the heat of another body behind you, and feverish lips press to your throat, Mingyu’s hands find your hips and tug at your nightie as he lavishes you with attention.
Moans are escaping you, and you have no wish to stop them. You want the alphas to know how good they’re making you feel, and you want more.
You can feel both of them already, Seungcheol’s hard length pushing toward your core while Mingyu’s rubs against your ass.
How needy have they been this whole time?
Have you spent six days fighting your instincts when you could have saved yourself all this trouble in the first twenty-four hours?
You push the thought out of your head, choosing to revel in the feeling of both men as Seungcheol carries you toward your bedroom.
The kiss deepens, but Mingyu moves, making it easier for his friend to get you to where they both need you.
“Are you sure you want this?” Mingyu asks, looking deeply concerned as Seungcheol tosses you onto the bed.
“I’ve wanted this since the moment I saw you both,” you confirm, licking your lips and spreading your thighs, exposing your hot core to the men at the foot of the bed. “None of the toys filled me, none of them felt like you will.”
Seungcheol lets out a groan and takes a step forward, but Mingyu stops him. “I’m sure there are other ways we could… satisfy you.”
“Don’t you want to satisfy yourselves?” you whimper, reaching down to tease your sensitive clit. “I can see how needy you both are, just like me.”
Mingyu’s hand drops from Seungcheol’s shoulder, and the stoic alpha sinks to his knees at the foot of the bed. He takes a deep breath, and you revel in the way his eyes roll back into his head.
Omegas in heat give off a pheromone to attract mates, and you know yours smells like the sweetest honeysuckle, like nectar and delicious juices. Seungcheol doesn’t stand a chance, and that fact is proven when the alpha practically dives at your pussy, his tongue lapping at your sensitive hole with more hunger than you’ve ever experienced.
Mingyu groans, and he comes to sit next to you on the bed. One of your hands threads in Seungcheol’s hair as he eats you, and the other reaches for Mingyu, who settles behind you. His thighs are on either side of you now, and he has you resting back against his chest.
He’s a large, warm cradle for your body while Seungcheol lavishes you with his tongue, and now that you don’t have to be quiet, your moans fill the room.
Mingyu reaches down and grabs at your nightie, tugging it up to expose more of you to both of them. He swallows a thick lump in his throat, and you tilt your head, nuzzling against his chest and breathing in his strong, piney scent.
“Touch me,” you whimper, wiggling your hips for more stimulation.
Seungcheol responds by grabbing your thighs and pinning you to the bed, sucking lewdly on your clit and making you cry out.
Mingyu’s large hand finds your breast, and he massages you through your nightie, making you whimper in desperation. His thumb brushes your pebbled nipple as it pokes through the fabric, and you grab onto his forearm, urging him to keep going.
Mingyu rests his cheek against the crown of your head, continuing to massage your sensitive breasts and tease your nipples while Seungcheol eats you like a wolf dying of hunger.
“I’m close,” you whimper, muscles already clenching tight. Your whole body is aching, toes curling as you stand on the precipice of the most needed orgasm you’ve had all week.
Seungcheol shifts, and then two of his fingers are pushing into your soaked hole, curling to stroke your G-spot as you cry out, digging your nails into Mingyu’s forearm.
Your whole body feels incredibly tight, and then, it releases. You let out a gasp as the tension erupts from every inch of your body, cumulating into the most intense, pleasurable throbbing of your core that you’ve ever felt.
The sensation overtakes you, making you moan and whimper and struggle against the two men holding you down. They know you need this. They know the longer your orgasm, the more satiated your heat will be. Overstimulation is a given during an omega’s heat; a mate’s job is to know the line between too much and just enough.
You can feel wet between your legs, can hear the squelching, but your mind is focused entirely on the pleasure, and it’s not until Seungcheol pulls his fingers out of your core and greedily licks them clean that you realise he’d made you squirt.
Your heart is racing, and you can’t open your eyes yet; all you can do is shiver and curl up against Mingyu, whimpering desperately as the aftershocks wrack through you.
The alpha holds you close, pressing kisses to the crown of your head.
“That should make her feel better for a little while,” Mingyu says, and you can tell he’s talking to Seungcheol and not to you.
The other alpha says nothing, and when you open your eyes, you look to see Seungcheol standing at the foot of the bed. His chest is heaving, his fists clenched, and you can tell it’s taking every ounce of his strength to fight the wolf inside of him, to not jump at you and finish the job the only way he knows how.
“Should we go?” Mingyu asks, stroking your cheek to draw your attention.
“No, I need you both,” you whimper, feeling tears begin to well in your eyes at the thought of them leaving you while they’re unsatisfied.
Mingyu’s body tenses where you rest upon it, and you know the power of your words.
“Do you both really want the first time you fuck to be while she’s in heat?” Mingyu chokes out, addressing the other alpha in the room.
“Yes!” both you and Seungcheol respond immediately.
Mingyu lets out a deep sigh, his muscles feathering under you as he fights the wolf that both you and Seungcheol have clearly given up against.
“Okay, okay, but… we can’t cum inside of her,” Mingyu declares. “We agreed no pregnancies- we’re here for this, and we’ll sort out what it means later, but we can’t… we can’t get her pregnant.”
“What if I want to be pregnant?” you moan. “What if I want you both to fill me so completely that I can feel you for hours? What if I want to get swollen and bear your children?”
“Jesus Christ,” Mingyu cusses, grabbing at the bed sheets so tightly that you hear them rip.
“No children yet,” Seungcheol growls, seeming coherent for a few seconds, but one look at his blown pupils betrays that he’s still nearly full wolf.
You shift against Mingyu, getting onto all fours and pushing him down against the bed. He looks up at you in shock as you straddle him, and for the first time, you press your lips against his own.
Mingyu groans, grabbing the back of your neck and deepening the kiss.
Meanwhile, you wiggle your hips, an invitation to Seungcheol now that you’ve convinced Mingyu to set his sensibilities aside. They might be progressive alphas, and sure, some of the ways of the wolf have to change, but mating is the most basic instinct, and you won't push aside your own sexual needs for the sake of wolfishly correct inclinations.
The second alpha gets onto the bed behind you, and you hear him push down his pants to pull out his cock. A moment later, he’s rubbing the head against your wet pussy, letting out a deep groan.
Mingyu grabs your nightie, pulling it up to give Seungcheol better access, and you know you’ve won. You’re going to have both of these alphas tonight, and there’s a sense of power in that.
Your body tingles with pleasure as Seungcheol sheaths his thick cock into your tight hole, and you moan desperately against Mingyu. The kiss breaks, and you rest your forehead against his shoulder, adjusting your body so you can shove your hand down his pants, grasping his aching cock.
Mingyu jolts beneath you, throwing his head back and moaning while you begin to pepper his throat in kisses. You stroke him off as Seungcheol grabs your hips, his grip bruising. He begins to fuck you, and your eyes roll back into your head from the feeling.
Silicon, glass and steel toys are nothing - nothing - compared to the real thing.
Your body feels like it’s vibrating, and Seungcheol is rough with the way he fucks you, his animalistic instincts kicking in. Each thrust is powerful, making you jolt forward against Mingyu, who is struggling below you to compose himself while his best friend rails you on top of him.
There’s more tearing as Mingyu’s grip on the sheets becomes too much for the frail fabric to bear. You moan desperately in his ear, and Mingyu begins to fuck up into your hand, making your body tingle with pleasure from the knowledge that he’s as deep into this as you are.
“Fuck,” Seungcheol groans behind you. “You feel so fucking good.”
“Yes, alpha,” you whimper, and the words make Mingyu moan deeply while Seungcheol’s fingers dig even harder against your skin.
“Needy little omega, just needed her alphas to take care of her, huh?” Seungcheol growls.
“Needed you both,” you confirm, drawing Mingyu’s lips to your own again.
He kisses you desperately, cupping your cheek with one hand while the other arm wraps around your body, arching your ass into the air even more for Seungcheol, who continues to plough into you.
“Fuck,” the alpha behind you groans, his pace increasing even more.
“Cum in me,” you gasp against Mingyu’s lips, unable to help yourself.
Both men growl, grips tightening, intensity increasing.
Then, at the last second, Seungcheol finds it within himself to pull out. You feel him cum on the back of your nightie, and you listen to his groans of annoyed pleasure. You know he’s not happy about following through with the no pregnancy agreement, and your empty core aches at the knowledge of what it’s missing.
But in the dark recesses of your mind, you know this is the right call, so you don’t fight it.
When Seungcheol finishes, he collapses onto the bed next to you, and Mingyu moves immediately. He pushes you into a sitting position, and as you straddle his lap, he tears your dress off your body, exposing you fully while he removes his own t-shirt.
Then he grabs your hips and shoves his pants down, lifting you and setting you onto his cock while you both release moans of pleasure. As soon as you’re properly on his length, Mingyu sits up and begins worshipping your breasts. He sucks your nipple into his mouth, lavishing the sensitive bud while you whimper desperately.
You anchor your fingers in his hair and begin wiggling your hips, weakly attempting to ride him-
Your muscles are sore, and you’d been so close to an orgasm with Seungcheol that Mingyu’s added stimulus on your breasts gets you to the edge again.
Wiggling your hips, you get yourself to where you need to be, and you throw your head back as your orgasm slams into you. Your core tightens around Mingyu’s massive cock, throbbing desperately around the wonderful intrusion as pleasure radiates through your entire body, making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up and your toes curl to the point of being painful.
Mingyu gasps below you, wrapping both arms around your body and nuzzling your neck, fighting the urge to fuck you stupid as your body contracts around him.
The moment your orgasm begins to subside, he flips you, and your back hits the mattress. He’s on top of you now, and there’s no holding back.
Mingyu fucks into you wildly, clearly spurred on by your orgasm. His lips are feverish against the hot skin of your throat, and the scent of cum, sweat and pheromones overwhelms you. You latch onto his shoulders, marvelling at how broad and strong he is.
Seungcheol had managed a bit of dirty talk, but everyone is so far past that now- Mingyu, who had taken the longest to succumb to the wolf inside, is now full feral, and it makes your pussy squelch to think of how you have both men wrapped around your finger.
“Cum in me,” you whisper, wondering if you could accomplish this final feat.
Mingyu’s back muscles ripple with effort, and he groans deeply against your throat. Seungcheol stiffens where he lies next to you on the bed, shifting to watch you and his best friend fuck.
Seungcheol had defied your animalistic request in the heat of succumbing to his feral side. Will Mingyu be able to?
Mingyu, who waited so patiently, who helped you through things while being logical and caring-
Mingyu, who grabs at the bed, ripping even more duvet in the wake of his inner turmoil.
He’s panting now, his massive cock splitting you open with each rough thrust.
“Please,” you whimper.
Mingyu lets out a deep groan, and just when you think you’ve won, he pulls out of you, grabbing his cock and pumping it as ropes of cum spurt onto your abdomen and chest.
His head is thrown back, all of his muscles clenched with effort, his biceps rippling with each rough pump of his cock.
God, he’s beautiful, and the sight makes you realize maybe being full was overrated… no, probably not, but Mingyu is definitely a sight to be seen like this.
When he finishes, he lets out a deep gasp, opening his eyes to look down at you.
No one says anything for a full minute, and then Seungcheol groans. “How long do orgasms subside your heat for?”
Now that he’s cum, it’s clear he’s of a more level head, you only wish you were coming back to reality with the same speed.
“It depends,” you breathe, heart still thundering in your chest.
“How about I take you for a cold shower, and we can see where we go from there?” Seungcheol suggests. “Let Mingyu rest.”
It’s clear that holding his inner wolf back for so long has taken a toll on Mingyu, who seems dazed as he kneels on the foot of the bed.
“Yes, alpha,” you nod.
Seungcheol stands, and you allow him to pick you up bridal style from the bed, carrying you to the ensuite bathroom.
He starts a shower and helps you into it, cradling you to his chest and washing you off.
His kisses are soft on your throat, and the steady beat of his heart calms you.
For the first time in days, you feel true relief.
“What now?” you ask.
“Now, we accept that you’re our mate,” he responds. “Mingyu and I both felt it when you arrived, and something tells me you did too.”
“You didn’t want me to be your mate,” you point out with a frown.
“Signing a piece of paper wouldn’t have made you our mate. Neither of us knew until we met you, until we felt it, like you did.”
You nod, finally confirming his suspicions.
“Things are about to get a lot more taboo,” the alpha sighs.
“Let them,” you shrug. “This is right, and that’s what matters.”
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🔮 preview. Mingyu’s clearly interested in the thought of you being pregnant, and you’re not surprised. Wolves, more than any other supernatural creature, have a breeding kink. It’s in your blood, in the animalistic nature that you fight with for control daily.
cw/ tw. Unprotected sex, breeding kink, threesome, fingering, blow job, hand job, anal fingering, squirting, double penetration, use of lube, dirty talk, praise, degradation, mutual orgasms, spanking, overstimulation, breast worship, body worship, finger sucking, deep throating, mand handling, etc… I petnames. (hers). Dirty little omega, darling, honey, etc…
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In the periphery of your everyday, you know you’ve become one of the most taboo aspects of your new pack’s conflicting presence in the court of werewolf public opinion. Two alphas, sharing an omega… it’s completely unheard of.
But on the flip side of that, it shows you that Mingyu and Seungcheol are truly unified. If they can share a mate, they can share a pack, and in an odd way, your entry to the pack, and the subsequent relationship that had formed between you and the alphas, had only strengthened the other wolves. There’s no fear of any division from within the unified group of wolves. The alphas are in agreement on everything, even their mate.
It’s been an interesting year with the new pack. While your first heat had been wonderful after you’d given in to your carnal instincts, there had been too much on the line. Mingyu and Seungcheol had agreed that putting you in a situation where you’re pregnant, at such a contentious moment in their new pack’s timeline, would be a recipe for disaster. So, after that first heat, you’d made an effort to befriend Sumi, and the two of you have been heat helpers to each other ever since.
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