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Preheat was hitting him hard this time. Usually subdued by suppressants, Jimin only felt mild symptoms, slight irritation or upset tummy, that didn't even make him skip their grueling practice. Now, the time for which he could keep taking them was over. He was nearing the age where it would be harmful to keep drinking them and avoiding his heat. Jimin was planning to have kittens at some point in the future and had to make sure it was possible for him and his partner, who has already been off his own suppressants for a couple of years now.
Jimin felt lucky, in a way. All these years on pills have given him a great opportunity to calmly meet his future mate (even if it turned out he's been right by his side all along) and get to know him without the biology messing up with their dynamics. It was still fairly strong with both of them being of the feline type of hybrids and they felt instant connection from the very start. They explored their relationship slowly over time, they enjoyed all of the stages that gradually led to them now spending Jimin’s heat together.
There was a pretty traditional type of courting with mutual gifts and all kinds of scenting. There were days and months when they simply got to know each other more thoroughly. Some time later they became intimate too, slowly expanding their boundaries, and it was pretty tame as well. The bond between them was strong and their compatibility was high. And they were in love.
At first Jimin was conscious in the presence of another feline hybrid. Yoongi was a wild type, he was a nunda, that attracted the shy calico instantly. When the alpha payed him innocent attention, he thrived in it, even before he presented. After his presentation as an omega he himself told Yoongi about how he felt and the alpha saw him in different light. Jimin took that new attitude, after all, he wasn't a kitten anymore. But despite their mutual attraction they didn't jump into it right away. Their courting lasted for over a year and everyone in their shared dorm was happy and overjoyed for them.
Sometimes their bandmates couldn't understand why they were so careful and slow but with them being still on stages of looking for a mate or not even trying, they couldn't possibly grasp the feeling the felines had blooming inside. It was once in a lifetime thing, a permanent bond that felt already so safe that there was absolutely no rush to try and mark each other up as theirs. It was the feeling of stability that they found in each other that made them close step by step.
Which is why Jimin couldn't have made a more conscious and argumented decision about his heat, the first one in a while after so many years of suppressing it. He was warned that it could be quite brutal so they timed the date right and it fell right on mating season for the feline hybrids. It was a perfect time to enter his chapter two, Jimin thought, because clouded with lustful haze it would be easier for his psyche to accept the new reality. When Yoongi's next rut was going to hit, it was going to be the same for him and Jimin already made plans to spend it with him too. He didn't like when his hyung spent his last several ruts on his own and has been pining for his alpha at the time they had to be separated.
Today everything felt wrong. The clothes he liked quite a lot was irritating him so much, he was ready to take it off and shred in into ribbons. That made him think of maybe taking care of his nails but he got fed up with it quickly. That's how Yoongi discovered him, frowning and pouting on the sofa with nail instruments thrown on the floor.
- How's my kitty doing? - he asked softly.
His deep voice worked like magic. Jimin perked up where he was sitting and his frown vanished off his face.
- Hyung! I don't feel so good, - he complained.
Yoongi hummed compassionately and picked up the thrown tools. He sat next to Jimin and helped him file his claws that he popped with no difficulty. The heat was alarmingly near.
- Are you ready?
- Ready for it to be over, - Jimin pouted, watching Yoongi's hands work.
The elder prepared everything they might need and the members already left for a mini vacation in the countryside, giving the two lovebirds all the space they needed. They talked about all the keypoints before Jimin became as good as incoherent and Yoongi purred to help the omega doze off to catch the last more or less peaceful break.
Yoongi woke up with a start, disoriented. He got knocked out on the couch after comforting Jimin and helping him ease the cramps with plenty of belly rubs. Jimin was not at his side anymore, he was sitting on the floor next to the sofa, clinging to Yoongi's leg.
- Hyung, - he whispered, - I think this is it.
- Shh, kitten, stay calm. I'll take care of you.
Yoongi bent over and pulled Jimin's face by his chin, slotting their lips together. The kiss was uncoordinated with how much Jimin was fidgeting, trying to hump Yoongi's foot. Gathering all his willpower the alpha said:
- Behave, kitty. You'll get what you need in its time.
Whether it was hitting Jimin pretty hard or Yoongi's voice wasn't firm enough, the omega didn't listen. For a moment Yoongi wondered if this was something he wasn't prepared to take just yet. After all, it was his first heat with an omega. He was pumped with useful knowledge but real life was always different to theory.
- Up. Now.
He let that alpha voice out a tad and that's what worked on the needy omega. Jimin got up on his shaking legs and tried to stand as straight as possible. Yoongi noticed there wasn't a single piece of clothing on his body.
- Turn around. I want you to put your hands on the carpet and bend over, spreading your legs as wide as possible. Can you do that?
- Yes, alpha.
Yoongi let out a relieved breath. Jimin listened to him for now and that's all that mattered. He took the required position, pushing his ass as close to Yoongi as possible. Yoongi didn't even need to get up from the sofa to reach him. He looked over his spread legs, gently rubbing the tense muscles with his palms. He wasn't going to do anything much, his goal was to start any action that leads to knotting as later as possible.
Jimin was wiggling his butt in frustration but at least he was quiet. After another needy wiggle Yoongi smacked one of the round globes, coaxing a gasp out of him. And then landed several more swats for good measure. The soft skin was quick to turn pink.
- Keep the position, kitty. You wouldn't like me to remind you, unless you want your butt marked red.
Jimin whined lowly but stayed still. The handprints were already visible on his ass. Yoongi's fingers moved to the leaking entrance. There was already a healthy amount of slick that gathered around the rim. He circled the soft pads of his fingers around it, pushing at it lightly to coax more of the slick out of him. He pushed in, flicking his wrist and pushing at the walls to gently stretch him.
The alpha willed his hand to move as slow as possible, even with the pheromones that were filling the air, inviting the hybrid to mate the omega. Jimin was hot inside, pulsing and clenching around his digits. The need, however strong it was, was far from its peak yet. Yoongi moved his fingers back and forth, curling them in the right spot. Jimin's thighs started to shake and his position became not that strong. Another slap to his thigh returned him in place. Yoongi increased the speed of his fingers and the room got filled with squelching sounds. The blobs of slick trickled down Yoongi's wrists and forearms but he focused on what was important.
When the first climax hit the omega he moaned meekly, fighting to stay where he was. Yoongi didn't stop at that, he continued fingering his wet hole, playing with it, stretching it well with three and then four of his fingers. Not that much time later his efforts paid off and he coaxed another orgasm out of Jimin who almost fell to the floor from the force of it. He was shaking pretty bad so Yoongi let him rest a little. He pulled the omega up and led him to the kitchen with a strong hand around his waist. He knew his need wasn't sated yet, far from it, but it was delayed for however short it was.
- Drink break, kitten. Let's get you some cold water, hmm?
- Mmkay, hyung.
Jimin gulped down a whole glass in seconds and slumped against the alpha's frame, regaining his breath. The heat was affecting him hard and Yoongi ran a clean towel under the cold tap water and pressed it to Jimin's forehead.
- Can you stay like that for a bit? You are way to hot.
- Thank you, - he laughed.
- You don't realize a thing, don't you?
Jimin hummed with a silly smile on his face. Yoongi was happy it was happening in this safe environment. He didn't want to think what would have happened if Jimin's first heat started when he was at work or outside. Right now they both were content despite the ugly symptoms, grounded by their scents bright in the air between them.
Yoongi couldn't tell how long they stood there. At some point Jimin went to hang the towel on the sink snd stuff down to the floor right there. The alpha watched as he crawled towards him with a pouty expression on his face.
- Jimin-ah?
- I want aphla, - he pleaded, - Want alpha's cock so bad.
Oh, that tactic was working. Yoongi's already hard cock twitched in his pants. He leaned back on the counter and pulled them down, taking his shaft in his hand.
- You're talking about this, omega?
Jimin nodded and crawled even closer. Yoongi could feel his hot breath on his dick. He wrapped hid fingers around the base and tapped Jimin's face with it, sliding it over his open lips, smearing spit and precome all over.
- Please, alpha, - Jimin repeated and as soon as his mouth opened to say it, Yoongi shoved his cock in it.
Jimin opened up wider. His tongue went over the barbed length, paying attention to every bump and ridge. It was obvious the omega wanted to show off, angling his neck and looking right into the elder's eyes. He slurped and covered the balls in open mouthed kisses, then going back to pushing the cock deep in his throat.
- Good kitty, - Yoongi exhaled and ruffled Jimin's hair, - Are you imagining this cock inside your ass? Thinking of how it would feel?
Jimin nodded and started sucking with more fervor. It was hard not to come under the younger's skillful mouth and finally Yoongi's patience ran thin. He helped Jimin up and manhandled him to bend over the counter. He pushed Jimin's chest to lay on the surface of the kitchen table and raised his knees on the surface too. He was spread in front of him wonderfully. Once again he thanked Jimin's flexibility and praised his wondrous body.
- You're so open for me, - he said as he trades his sopping rim, - So beautiful for me.
- Just for you, hyung.
Jimin laid his head on the table too and prepared himself mentally. The problem with the heat was that it made him somehow more sensitive and Yoongi was quite big. The omega was eager for the cock inside him but he realised why Yoongi put it off as much as possible: there was just not so many times he could take it.
Yoongi picked up the slick with his cockhead, coating his length in it and spreading it with his palm. He lined himself with the clenched entrance and slowly pushed in. He held onto Jimin's spread legs which didn't allow the omega to kick them even though he tried.
- Stay still, kitty. You don't want it to hurt, do you?
When Jimin didn't reply, the alpha huffed. Of course, his baby was insatiable. He pushed in deeper, coaxing a cry out of Jimin. He stretched around the girth well but was still incredibly tight. Yoongi pulled back snd slammed in again, setting a good rhythm. Jimin cried and mewled as the barbs rubbed along his velvety walls and as the wide thick cock filled him to the brim. Yoongi started thrusting quicker, chasing his own pleasure too as Jimin was writhing on his length as much as the position allowed him.
His claws were scratching at the surface as he whined wetly. Whatever was on the table has long been knocked down on the floor and Yoongi noticed deep scratches Jimin left on the wood. That was a problem for another time. Nothing mattered but keeping Jimin in the right lane and "giving him kitties" as the omega pleaded. Soon Jimin came again. He spilled over the table and coated Yoongi's lower belly in a mess of his juices. Yoongi pulled out, much to the omega's dismay and let himself be carried to the lounge where one of the nests were prepared right on the floor.
Yoongi sat comfortably with the omega in his lap. He looked a little out of it so the alpha decided to give him some control.
- Now the kitten is going to ride me, - he said, sticking his thumb in Jimin's mouth, - And going to bounce on my cock until he comes again. Got it?
- Yes, alpha, - Jimin tilted his head and Yoongi scented him heavily before laying back and letting the omega take what was his.
Jimin adjusted his position snd sat on the thick cock. He was even more sensitive after coming so he was slow and careful. Still, he teared up as he sat on Yoongi's hips and started grinding with the alpha's length inside. As minutes passed Jimin became more used to the feeling and bounced faster, making his swollen chest jiggle. The sight was way too beautiful and enticing so the alpha reached to pinch his pebbled nipples, making Jimin's hole clench around him.
- Lean back a little, - Yoongi ordered and the omega followed immediately. - Now look here.
Yoongi patted Jimin's tummy and the younger looked at it in awe. His belly was bulging with his alpha's cock. In a moment he was coming, just from the vision before his eyes. Yoongi waited until the omega's hole stopped clenching and grabbed a fistful of Jimin's hair.
- Did I tell you to stop, kitten? Or is the little cockslut too tired now? - he asked mockingly sweet.
- Sorry, alpha, - Jimin moaned, feeling the barbs rubbing inside of him.
Yoongi raised the lithe body off his cock and manhandled him onto the floor. He pushed Jimin's legs together and swiftly entered him from behind, this time purposely aiming at his prostate. Jimin cried and sobbed but was unable to move with the alphas weight on top of him. He almost screamed when he felt Yoongi's knot expand inside him.
- Shh, that's it, don't move now.
Yoongi rubbed his back and stayed in this position. After the first knotting it would be better to take a break but that wouldn't go well with Jimin's thirsty omega. Jimin purred while the knot was pushing at his canal. He held it tight even when it started going down. He wanted it back immediately.
Yoongi soothed the omega with light touches and guided him with his firm voice. He managed to rinse Jimin off all the fluids in the shower where the omega cried again at the loss of seed.
- I'll give you much more, - Yoongi insisted as he patted Jimin dry before measuring his temperature.
Since that first knotting the heat subdued a little. It gave them room to play some more before diving right into the next wave. Yoongi ordered Jimin to sit on the floor next to the sofa. The alpha was perched there with his legs spread and his cock in his hand. The omega was eyeing it hungrily but didn't dare move.
- What have you got there? - Yoongi asked, pushing Jimin's thighs apart with his foot.
Jimin's pink cock was hard, with a bead of precome on the tip. He spread his legs, showing off for his alpha. Yoongi touched it with his sole, moving along the length and applying pressure. Jimin hissed and started rutting against Yoongi's foot, chasing his pleasure even if it wasn't exactly what he wanted. He looked desperate and maybe kind of endearing too. Yoongi didn't know what to do with all those gentle feelings towards his intended, right when he needed to be firm and grounding for the younger.
- I want cock, - he slurred, thrusting along the appendage deliriously.
- Sure you want it? I'm quite fine like this, - Yoongi teased, tugging at his barbed length.
- I want it alpha, I-
He didn't get to finish as he shivered and came all over himself, whining pathetically. He was still hard, with the heat not letting him be completely satisfied.
- Present for me. - Yoongi said sternly.
Jimin rushed to get into position. Yoongi guided him onto the couch, noting that the omega put himself in the perfect position. He easily slid in, fitting himself inside the younger in one smooth motion. They rocked together and the elder noted that Jimin wasn't trying to increase the pace anymore. He was pushing back, rotating his hips languidly, almost purring from the sensation of being filled all over again.
This time they didn't have to wait for long until the moment the knot grew inside the omega. It locked them together and Yoongi carefully helped Jimin up to tilt his head and pepper him with kisses. He looked much more lucid than in the beginning. Yoongi would have liked to think thar from now on Jimin will get the chance to actually enjoy it after the very first, urgent need was not that sharp.
The two future mates had the opportunity to finally sit and eat without Jimin wanting kittens every five minutes. He was much more responsive and teased Yoongi for everything he could, enjoying the alpha's attention. With bellies full and heavily scented they took a nap, which was interrupted later by the next wave.
Yoongi asked Jimin to sit on his face. The omega held onto the headboard and rode his hyung's mouth in earnest as Yoongi's tongue licked him from the inside. The elder was hugging Jimin's thighs as he slurped up the slick that was trickling directly into his mouth.
By this time no amount of preparation can nullify the discomfort of the stretch. When Yoongi bottomed out Jimin already started tearing up, torn between what the cycle wanted and what he himself really did. The alpha tried to trick the heat by pressing a bullet vibe all over Jimin's cock. He kept going until he felt the omega shudder and he used the vibe on his own cock, near the base. It did the job and Yoongi was coming inside the omega again, without any kind of friction. The knot expanded again and it wasn't as painful for the younger.
Another wave came soon after they managed to catch a brief rest. Yoongi had an inkling it could well be the last. Jimin was all whiny and way too sensitive for anything hard so Yoongi asked him to present for him on the bed. The elder pressed on his nape making Jimin's head stay on the mattress and he kept his hand there simultaneously fingering Jimin's loose hole. Slick was dripping incessantly down his thighs onto the bed as Yoongi skillfully worked his fingers inside the omega, eventually coaxing another orgasm out of him. He stroked Jimin to completion and the younger slumped onto the ruined sheets, tired and teary.
For the last time Yoonfi offered Jimin to use a magic wand on him. The omega pressed the buzzing toy and his fingers to Yoongi's cock, sticking it up with his own juices as it rubbed along the omega's rim. They both looked worse for wear with how much energy they spent.
- Just hold on a little longer, kitten, - Yoongi asked and Jimin nodded, giving him a small smile.
When Yoongi was about to come he entered Jimin again, slotting his cock inside the younger's ass, popping a knot in him. Jimin leaned back on his elbows with his legs spread and they waited until the knot settled, before taking a more comfortable position. Yoongi carefully rolled them over and by the time he arranged Jimin on top of his body, the omega was already out like a light.
Jimin woke up feeling no traces of need inside his belly. His body was sore and he felt like after an especially tough workout. It was quiet safe for some sounds from the kitchen and he guessed that they had one more peaceful day before the dorm will be flooded with others again.
Yoongi came in quietly with a huge tray in his hands and smiled at seeing his omega awake.
- Shower first, - he insisted when Jimin reached for a piece of meat, sticking it in his mouth, - Don't move, I'll carry you.
Jimin swallowed the food and as his hyung bent over to pick him up, he aimed for his uncovered neck, thoroughly scenting his alpha. He truthfully couldn't wish for a better mate.