Work Text:
Jeon Jungkook was getting fussy, and he was trying to be good, he was trying not to fidget to much because they were so close to being able to leave and he didn't want to distract any of his hyungs, but...It was hard.
He felt hot , and itchy , and everything was uncomfortable and starting to feel like it was just getting too much. He had been looking forward to this event all week, but now that they were here...He just wanted to go.
"Are you okay, Koo?" Jung Hoseok asked softly, the Beta moving in close to Jungkook and dipping his head forward slightly with a concerned, arched eyebrow. "You're looking a bit red." Jungkook wanted to say that everything was okay—his hyungs had worked so hard for the award that they had been given tonight, and they deserved to enjoy it. The track that their pack Alpha had produced with their other Alpha hyung Min Yoongi was one that the whole pack had been vibrating with pride over and they had all been so excited for tonight.
Except it was all just feeling like...It was too much right now.
"Koo?" Hoseok prompted again, and one of his hands lifted to brush back the dark hair from Jungkook's forehead. "Hm, little Alpha? What's going on?" Jungkook was chewing down on his bottom lip and his eyes were darting around, a clear sign that he was anxious, and Hoseok could see the way his hands were flapping at his sides. The young Alpha was trying his best to suppress the the obvious signs of distress, and the fact he was wearing a subtle scent suppressor like the other Alpha and Omega's in attendance subdued the usual telling flares of his scent but that just—that wasn't enough to hide it from the ones who knew him the best. "Tell hyung what's going on, Jungkook-ah," Hoseok's voice was a bit firmer now, and he lifted a hand to stroke it through Jungkook's hair in a sweet, casual movement to anyone who might be looking on, but as his hand drifted through the longer hair at the nape of Jungkook's neck, his hand tightened and Jungkook's breath caught at the subtle show of dominance.
Jungkook was an Alpha, but he very comfortably deferred to his hyungs. Even Park Jimin, their smallest, most delicate Omega, could easily hold Jungkook in place because the Alpha always wanted to be good and never wanted to hurt any of his hyungs. There was just something incredibly sweet and submissive woven into Jungkook's DNA—it didn't stop his Alpha tendencies that the rest of his pack very much appreciated, but...There was absolutely no macho-posturing that quite often came from the younger Alpha's in a pack who were trying to find their position and make their mark.
"I think...I think my rut's coming early, hyung," Jungkook's words rasped out of his throat so quietly that Hoseok needed to tilt his head even closer to catch them, and even once he had said them, Jungkook looked nervous and he was sucking the corner of his lower lip back into his mouth and his eyebrows were pulling together as he looked at Hoseok nervously. Hoseok's eyes widened in surprise, given Jungkook's rut wasn't due for at least another fortnight, they had to keep track of these things carefully and with Yoongi in charge of their combined calendars, they all generally had a good idea of when each other was due.
But things happened.
It had nothing to do with knowing when the body cycle was meant to happen, it was just the fact that life wasn't perfect, and sometimes things just happened. Maybe it had been the excitement leading up to tonight, celebrating the success that was coming for his producer boyfriends, maybe it was the stress that he had been under recently at the photography studio where he worked—but whatever the case , Hoseok knew his baby needed him.
"Aw, pup," Hoseok squeezed the back of Jungkook's neck again, a bit more firmly this time, and he saw the flicker of Jungkook's eyes beginning to roll back before the Alpha inhaled shakily, focusing his eyes on Hoseok, his expression anxious. "We're going to leave, okay?" Hoseok was already deciding, an easy smile on his face as he stroked a hand down Jungkook's back before he was moving so that he could stand at Jungkook's side and easily surveil the room. Jimin and Taehyung were out on the dance floor and it looked as though they had pulled Seokjin in between them and were doing the best to turn his cheeks cherry red. Yoongi and Namjoon were speaking with people in suits and expensive dresses and watches on their wrist that would cost more than the pack paid each year for the loft they lived in—that was what they were meant to be doing. They needed this, they deserved to be recognized for the track that had won tonight and, besides, Hoseok could look after their baby, his Jungkookie.
"But, hyung..." Jungkook winced slightly, and Hoseok could see him following his gaze over to where Yoongi and Namjoon were, Namjoon carrying the conversation easily while Yoongi was standing there and pretending that he didn't actually want to be anywhere but in a stifling tuxedo. "We should stay here. I...I feel like I'm letting them down."
"You're not letting anyone down, Jungkookie," Hoseok responded without missing a beat and he was pulling his phone out of his pocket to send a message in the separate group chat he had with the hyungs in the group; himself, Seokjin and Yoongi. He kept the message brief, using one hand while the other came up to rest on Jungkook's lower back. There were a few groupchats that they had going in the pack, the one for all of them of course, the one he was using now, and another with the hyungs and their Pack Alpha, Namjoon. But, sometimes there were times when the hyungs needed to look after their Alpha, or they needed to make an executive decision to keep something from him just for a little bit.
The way that their Pack Alpha got when it came to their youngest, it could be borderline feral, and they really didn't need him to worrying about Jungkook tonight, when he was meeting with important executives, CEO's and artists that he and Yoongi had been hoping to make connections with for years. It would only be for another few hours anyway, dessert would be served, there was another performance that was happening and then an after party was mentioned, but Hoseok knew that his and Jungkook's disappearance would be noted by then. Hopefully by then, he would have their baby settled.
"Done," Hoseok said as he slipped his phone in his pocket and looked back up. Jungkook blinked at him, still looking concerned and Hoseok couldn't have that. "Jungkookie baby," Hoseok murmured, and he rubbed his hand in circles on his lower back, gentle and slow. "You had no idea this was going to happen, this isn't your fault. And you're such a good boy for telling hyung because he knows how much you wanted to be here tonight." All of the younger ones in the pack had been looking for it, Taehyung had been designing their outfits since they had first all got the invite to the event with whatever materials he could get his hands on.
"I don't really care about being here anymore," the tips of Jungkook's ears were red, but Hoseok wasn't sure if that was from embarrassment or from Hoseok calling him a good boy, because either could incite that reaction from the youngest Alpha. "I just—I'm starting to smell everything and it's—a lot..."
"Okay, Koo, come on," Hoseok didn't need to hear much more, if Jungkook's senses were starting to sharpen to the point where he was picking up on the scents of the Alphas, Betas and Omegas around him through their suppressors and the mandatory scent deodorizers that were situated around the building, then Jungkook needed to get out of there. Not because he was going to do anything, but for Jungkook's sakes, because he was so sensitive, especially his sense of smell.
It was going to be a bit of a stretch to pay for an extra car home, one that the pack account hadn't been expecting to pay for, but things like that happened. And one day, when Yoongi and Namjoon were their incredible, super famous sugar daddies that Jimin insisted they would be, this would just be another one of awkward financial struggles they looked back on and smiled about.
Jungkook was so good on the way back to their loft, of course he was. With his scent suppressor on and the way that he was hunched down in his seat, Hoseok didn't doubt for a second that the driver of their town car thought the slight whiff of Alpha was coming from him. It would be why when he turned around to confirm address and payment when he dropped them off, his eyes drifted over Jungkook's legs in the tight pants that Hoseok was pretty sure actually belonged to him originally before he met Hoseok's eyes and addressed him. With a lot of Alpha's, that would be a sign of disrespect, but Jungkook usually didn't care, and today, he didn't even seem to notice.
It was as Hoseok was helping to refasten his mask on and securing it behind his ears that he noted that Jungkook's temperature had risen, and his forehead was beginning to feel clammy.
He was glad he had found Jungkook when he did, because the Alpha had been right, his rut was coming early.
"Come on, pup," Hoseok said as he leaned across Jungkook to open his door, out onto the pathway just down the alley from their apartment building. Jungkook got out obediently, although his steps were a bit heavy-footed and there was still a slump to his shoulders that there wasn't usually. Hoseok didn't like it as he closed the door behind them and put a hand on Jungkook's lower back so that he could guide him down the familiar side alley and toward the metal steps up the side of the apartment building that lead to their loft. Jungkook was still quiet, not saying anything, his head hanging down like when he was scolded by Seokjin for snagging too much lamb before dinner was ready to go on the table. They climbed the steps and Hoseok unlocked the door and reached out to turn on the nearby light, which lit up their cramped but tidy kitchen and dining area. "Pup?" Hoseok tugged off his mask and tossed it toward the table before turning to Jungkook, reaching out to carefully take off his mask as well.
Jungkook was pouting, and that could bring the strongest person to their knees.
"You're not letting anyone down, Jungkookie, and you haven't done anything wrong," Hoseok was already reassuring him softly before the Alpha had said anything, and his hands cupped Jungkook's face in his hands. Jungkook was still pouting, because he hated that he couldn't be there with the rest of his pack, to support his hyungs properly like he had wanted to, but— "Hm, little Alpha?" Hoseok's voice was soft as he smiled and stroked his fingers through Jungkook's hair, and Jungkook exhaled heavily, tipping his head back, easily exposing his throat in a way that was so trusting. It was so easy to just let Hoseok's words wash over him. "How about we go and shower, get all these smells off us, get rid of the suppressors and then hyung will let you knot him, hm?"
He had known he would get a reaction with his last suggestion, and he wasn't let down by the kick forward from Jungkook's hips before the youngest was nodding.
Undressing and carefully taking off the stickers from Jungkook's scent glands was quick work and Hoseok couldn't help the way his eyes keep darting to the middle of his legs, where his cock was already half full. Namjoon had fucked him this morning, and Seokjin had fingered him while they had been showering and getting ready for the event tonight, so he was glad that it wasn't going to be too much of a shock to his system taking an unexpected knot.
Not that his Jungkook would have ever rushed him, their baby was so gentle, always taking his time with Hoseok and Taehyung, their Betas who didn't stretch as easily, never wanting to hurt them, and it wasn't as though he was the biggest either, even when he was knotting them. Namjoon and Seokjin had the thickest cocks by far, Namjoon's the most difficult for Hoseok to take all the way down, and then it was actually Taehyung, not their third Alpha, who was biggest, and he liked to fuck his packmates just as much as he liked to be fucked.
And then there was Jungkook, with his pretty cock, and his pretty face, and his pretty everything and Hoseok cooed as he stepped into the shower with him.
"Oh you're so pretty, aren't you, pup?" Hoseok couldn't help but breathe in deeply, even though his senses weren't quite as sharp as the Alphas and Betas but now, because the suppressors were gone, and the cologne and all of the scents that Jungkook had picked up through the evening were being washed away by the hot water, the only smell that was filling the shower stall was quickly becoming Jungkook's citrusy scent that was a little sharp and a lot sweet.
"Hobi-hyung..." Jungkook was staring at Hoseok pitifully through his wet fringe, where it had fallen in front of his eyes, the water running down steadily down his face and in rivulets down the side of neck.
"Hyung can smell you're getting close, hm, pup," Hoseok murmured as he stepped in close and Jungkook's body vibrated slightly, and Hoseok knew that he wanted to reach out and touch him, any part of him, Jungkook just loved being in contact with them, but he was being so good and waiting, hands fisted at his side. Even when his eyes were flickering red, even when he was actually in the middle of his rut, Jungkook was never aggressive, and fuck , Hoseok adored him. "Let hyung take the edge off, hm?" Hoseok closed the gap between them and kiss the tip of Jungkook's nose as he joined him under the water.
Jungkook's entire body exhaled in relief as their skin was pressed together and he let his head drop forward against Hoseok's shoulder, turning into his neck and letting out a shaky moan. Hoseok felt his own cock responding, his breathing a little tremulous because he could feel how on edge Jungkook already was, and he also just because— it was Jungkook . There was something so special about their baby Alpha, about how he responded to each of them, and Hoseok just...Hoseok just adored him. He loved him so much.
"Thank you, hyung," Jungkook gasped out as Hoseok's hand wrapped around his cock. It wasn't tight, it wasn't a lot, and it wouldn't have been completely satisfying, but with how close to his rut Jungkook was, and how tense he was, it didn't take much. "H- hyung —" Jungkook stuttered as his hands came up and gripped at Hoseok's shoulders, his nose shoved underneath the Beta's ear and breathing deeply.
"Come on, little Alpha," Hoseok murmured, and he dropped kisses to the side of Jungkook's head as he felt the younger begin thrusting forward with more intent a few more times before he was gasping and his body was shaking. His cock flagged in Hoseok's hand, but only slightly, and as the elder ran his fingers through the sticky mess that the shower water was quickly beginning to wash away, he felt the beginning of Jungkook's knot starting to pulse at the base of his cock. "Such a good pup, aren't you, Koo?" Hoseok smiled as he gave the base a slight squeeze and felt Jungkook jerk closer to him, his teeth suddenly pressing against the side of Hoseok's neck, making sure the Beta was definitely hard, as though he wasn't already. "Come on, let's get you cleaned."
There was no way he was taking Jungkook into their Pack Alpha's room smelling like other people, especially when he was going into rut, and just because Hoseok's sense of smell wasn't as strong—he could still clearly tell the difference. He knew what his Jungkook smelt like, especially when his scent became this potent around his rut.
Jungkook's body wasn't quite as tense, but the Alpha didn't want to let go of him, nuzzling at his neck and sucking lightly at the skin of his shoulder, teeth nipping occasionally although not too hard. Hoseok didn't mind, he washed them both down easily, shifting Jungkook to the other shoulder even as the Alpha grumbled lightly before curling back into Hoseok's body and shoving his nose back into his damp hair and breathing in deeply. But by the time they were stepping out of the shower, Jungkook was fully hard again and his cheeks and forehead were flushed pink, not just from the heat of the shower.
Hoseok hadn’t bothered to bring them a change of clothes, there wasn't going to be any need for those as he dried them off, toweling off Jungkook's shoulder length hair gently and leaning in to give him a kiss on the mouth for being so good even though he so clearly wanted to lean in and just grab at his hyung and rub himself against him. If they got distracted now, though, Hoseok knew that it would be even harder to get Jungkook to the back of the loft, Namjoon's space that he shared primarily with Yoongi. Not just because Jungkook was distracted, but...Hoseok would be as well, he wasn't going to lie.
But then they were pushing back the curtain that was dividing their Alpha's space, and Jungkook was whining at the strong, familiar smell of Namjoon, and Hoseok smiled and shook his head, because their baby was always so weak for their Alpha.
"Don't worry, baby, your Alpha is going to be here soon," Hoseok cooed as he pulled Jungkook closer to the double bed, pushed to the corner, underneath a window where the curtains had already been pulled. The bed was made, everything in the room nice and tidy, even if it was a little cluttered given there was seven of them living in a reasonably small loft, that was only really partitioned by a couple flimsy room dividers.
"I—just want—" Jungkook's breathing hitched as he lifted one leg and rested his knee on the bed, his arms still wrapped around Hoseok's neck, so clingy, always so clingy and needing to have contact, always needing to have contact. "I just want hyung," he let out a content sigh through his nose as Hoseok dropped their towels on the ground, being uncommonly messy given his attention was focused elsewhere, and Hoseok's hands went to Jungkook's hips.
"Of course, baby, you know hyung will always take care of you," Hoseok responded softly, and he tipped his head easily to the side, letting Jungkook bury his face in Hoseok's neck and just breathe in strongly through his nose.
" Hobi-hyung ," Jungkook whined into his neck and Hoseok smiled as he tightened his hand on Jungkook's hip and moved his other one to rest at Jungkook's lower back. Jungkook’s lips were soft against Hoseok’s neck, and then there was wet warmth as the Alpha began lapping and sucking at the spot just under his ear, where his scent gland was, and Hoseok felt his knees begin to shake at the sensation. Jungkook responded with a whine, always so glad when he was making his hyungs feel good, and his hips jutted forward against Hoseok’s hip.
“You want to fuck your hyung, baby?” Hoseok murmured as he dropped his hand lower, groping at Jungkook’s ass and Jungkook let out a loud moan, and that was when Hoseok properly felt Jungkook’s teeth, pressing against his neck. “Oh, no, no, baby,” Hoseok let out a laugh under his breath as he pulled back and Jungkook whined, trying to follow after his hyung, but Hoseok’s hands were suddenly on his wrists. If Jungkook wanted to, he could pull away, it would be so easy for him, even at normal strength, even without exerting any of his Alpha strength, but he didn’t.
Because Jungkook was such a good boy, always their good pup.
Jungkook pouted and his eyes were getting wider under his dark fringe, and his citrusy scent was getting stronger in the room. Hoseok smiled up at him, and he knew that his own scent was getting a little stronger, his flowery scent only very, very subtle but he could see Jungkook’s nostrils flaring, drawing in as much as he could, ever so appreciative, and Hoseok made sure to keep his neck stretched forward, so that his scent glands were exposed so close to the Alpha’s face.
“You know you can only bite hyung when the Alpha’s are here looking after you, right, little Alpha?” Hoseok reminded him with a smile and Jungkook’s hips jerked at the words, at the promise of what was to come.
“I know, h-hyung,” Jungkook responded shakily and Hoseok nodded at him.
“Such a good pup,” he murmured and Jungkook’s eyes fluttered shut, his body going lax for a moment. It really didn’t take much to soothe their youngest Alpha—especially since he had six hyungs who were all so ready and willing to be right there at his side to help him the moment he turned his big eyes toward them—and Hoseok let him take a moment to just breathe in the calming, muted flowery tones. When he knew that Jungkook had steadied himself, he tugged slightly at Jungkook’s longer hair. “How close are you, pup?” Hoseok’s voice was deeper as he leaned his forehead against Jungkook’s and looked closely into his eyes.
He had known Jungkook since he was young, before he had actually presented, back when he had thought he was going to be a Beta when he had first started getting close with Taehyung and had been introduced to the pack, and it had been over ten years since then. Jungkook was close, but the shower had helped to bring his fever down and he wasn’t sweating anymore even if his eyes were still flickering between dark and a red hue in the back of the iris. Their baby Alpha had so much control over himself and his Alpha—he’d shyly mumbled a few times that it was because of them , it was because they took control of his Alpha and he liked it, but they knew it took a lot of strength from him and they made sure to tell him that—and he could hold on. He could wait.
“I’m okay, hyung,” Jungkook replied, a little breathlessly and Hoseok smiled at him.
“You’re perfect , baby,” he corrected him, and Jungkook’s cheeks flushed at the cheesy comment, eyes glittering happily as he stared at Hoseok as though he was the only person in the whole universe. “Hyung needs you to get him ready, okay?” And Jungkook was nodding eagerly and glancing at the bed, his mind obviously already moving onto what Hoseok wanted him to do next but still waiting so patiently for permission to do so. “Go on, baby,” Hoseok loosened his grip around Jungkook’s wrists and he felt the deep breath that the Alpha took in before he was moving to the side of the bed.
A lot of the older generations viewed lubricant as some kind of taboo thing, since Omega’s and Alpha’s were just ‘ naturally’ meant to be the ones who got together, and a ‘proper’ Omega would produce enough slick for any other kind of lubricant to be unnecessary. It was stupid, because there were still so many Beta’s out there that had to stumble their way through out-dated customs of stretching themselves if they really needed to.
There was none of that in this household, lube was used in a lot of their sexual interactions— almost all that took place under this roof involved lube in some way, but there was a lot that happened outside of their loft as well, so it wasn’t always practical. There was lube kept in every room of the house, and it wasn’t just the Beta’s who used it.
Jungkook was a vision, the way he knew exactly how Hoseok liked him to begin, whenever they were together. Taehyung liked when they used their mouths on him to open him up, whereas Hoseok preferred when fingers were used. Jungkook was gentle, and he took Hoseok’s cock into his mouth and licked at where precum was dripping, and when he pressed a second finger inside, he pulled off Hoseok’s cock and then buried his nose in trimmed pubes at Hoseok’s crotch, breathing in deeply as his fingers curled inside the Beta.
“Ah– good puppy ,” Hoseok whispered, one hand thrown over his face and the other reaching down to slide between the strands of Jungkook’s hair, tugging at it sharply as Jungkook pressed a third finger inside him.
“Smell so guh, ‘yung,” Jungkook slurred from where his face was still buried in Hoseok’s crotch and Hoseok smiled, his eyes still squeezed shut. Jungkook got scent-drunk so easily, and especially since they were in the Alpha’s room, Hoseok didn’t doubt it was going to happen soon. It was good; it helped him get through his rut easily, it was why he usually spent it here–same with Jimin’s heat, they both found it so much easier to just be surrounded by the strong smell of their Alpha’s, and the rest of their pack.
As a Beta, before Hoseok had found this pack, he had never thought he would find people who loved his scent specifically, but his pack did–and especially Jungkook. Jungkook adored the way he smelt, his nose rubbing up the back of Hoseok’s neck whenever they hugged, burying his face in the hollow of Hoseok’s throat when they would cuddle on the couch, and then like he was now–in his crotch when he was going down on him.
He loved it, just how he loved everything else about his baby Alpha.
“Yeah, Jungkookie, I’m ready–come here,” Hoseok whispered, but he didn’t rush him, letting him lick and nuzzle in closer at the base of his cock before he snuffled closer to the crease of where Hoseok’s thigh met his hip and then nipped at the thin, sensitive skin with his front teeth. Hoseok jerked at the bite, smiling as he reached down with both hands for Jungkook’s shoulders. “Come here , baby,” he laughed a little as he grabbed at Jungkook and pulled him up, and Jungkook happily fell forward over him, letting out giggles as his long hair fell forward and tickled at Hoseok’s nose. His eyes kept flicking down to Hoseok’s neck and Hoseok knew that he would lunge forward nose-first if given the chance, and so instead, he lightly scruffed the back of Jungkook’s neck to draw his attention. “Fuck me, pup.”
“ Yes, hyung ,” Jungkook whined out happily, mashing his lips down against Hoseok’s mouth as his hips rutted forward blindly a few times, his cock bumping against Hoseok’s hip and lower stomach before sliding alongside Hoseok’s own cock. It was adorable how needy he got–how all his babies got, because Jimin was the same, and even though Taehyung didn’t go through a rut or heat, he still got so worked up that Hoseok couldn’t help but coo over him.
“Come on, puppy, put it in properly,” Hoseok encouraged him lightly and Jungkook shivered, lifting his hips in the air while his mouth was still against Hoseok’s, greedily trying to take everything he could without pulling away, but eventually, the need to want to sink his cock inside Hoseok became too much and he pushed himself properly up on all fours. Hoseok laid back against the blankets and pillows, breathing in the smell of his pack around him, letting Jungkook figure himself out. He wrapped a hand around his cock, making sure to smother it in lube and inched forward, pressing the head lightly against Hoseok’s hole before looking up at him with wide, eager eyes.
“It’s okay, hyung?” He checked and Hoseok’s smile was tender.
“Yes, baby, it’s okay. You can fuck me,” he prompted again and Jungkook let out a long, shaky sigh of relief as he pushed inside Hoseok slowly. Hoseok’s eyes closed as he adjusted, but it wasn’t painful, Jungkook had prepped him well and was so careful, even when his rut was clearly right there , with the way he was already sweating. “Go on, pup.”
That last go ahead from Hoseok seemed to be all Jungkook needed, his hips starting to fuck forward rapidly, and his breathing instantly becoming shallow and harsh. Hoseok shifted himself a few times to make himself more comfortable, but was otherwise happy for Jungkook to jackhammer away at him urgently. It wasn’t delicate or as sweet as Jungkook usually was when he fucked his hyungs, but that was because of the hormones that were pumping through him and his need to cum as many times as he could. Jungkook whimpered and sighed against Hoseok’s neck as he curled himself forward again, hips slapping hard against Hoseok’s ass.
It was only minutes before Jungkook was cumming, his body jerking above Hoseok and his knot swelling. Hoseok felt as he began to slump forward and reacted immediately, rolling them over and pushing Jungkook down onto the bed. Jungkook let out a confused sound but easily went along with it. He wasn’t like their other Alpha’s, some of them got a bit defensive when they were sinking into their rut and they had just experienced the high of their knot, but that wasn’t Jungkook. Jungkook was always their subby baby–he still listened to the Omega’s when he was hazy with rut, always eager to please–and he happily laid on his back while Hoserok settled himself over Jungkook’s hips, their bodies still locked together.
“You can give me another one, can’t you, puppy?” Hoseok murmured as he began rocking forward. He wasn’t able to lift up much at all, not with how big Jungkook’s knot was, still throbbing inside Hoseok and making his thighs twitch as he tightened his knees against Jungkook’s hips. Jungkook sniffled and squeezed his eyes shut but was already nodding and his crotch spasmed upward, into Hoseok’s tight wetness.
“Y-yeah, yeah, yeah–y-yes, hyung,” Jungkook stammered and Hoseok cooed, before he was fumbling for something at his side, that he’d spotted at one corner of the bed, and Jungkook let out a yelp as Hoseok tossed something toward him before letting out a low growl of happiness.
It was a hoodie–one of Namjoon’s hoodies.
“ Alpha ,” Jungkook rumbled out happily, one hand coming up to clutch at the hoodie, smushing it against his face and inhaling deeply, while his other hand reached out for Hoseok’s waist, holding on desperately.
“That good, little Alpha?” Hoseok asked, flattening a palm beside Jungkook’s head so that he could leverage his knees against the bed, and move faster. He couldn’t move much but he could move enough, and the hand that was stabilizing himself wrapped around his own cock, which had been dripping steadily since Jungkook had started fucking him. “ Shit ,” Hoseok huffed out, and absently, he heard the sound of people coming into the flat. Jungkook wasn’t reacting at all, even though the Alpha had better senses than him, and he was either completely lost in his orgasm, or he could sense that it was their pack.
It was probably a mixture of both.
“Come on, baby,” Hoseok’s breath began coming out in desperate huffs as he rocked himself back and forth, and Jungkook pulled down the hoodie so that the top half of his face was exposed, his hair pushed back from his forehead and his eyes sparkling, nose still shoved deep in the material. “You can cum again for your hyung.”
“ Hyung ,” Jungkook wailed out as his body snapped upwards, and Hoseok felt a warm palm rest on his lower back as his own orgasm finally overtook him. Taehyung and Namjoon both appeared, wiping away at Hoseok’s hand and Jungkook’s torso so that Hoseok could lay forward comfortably, Jimin bringing in a bottle of water and coaxing Jungkook to drink first before offering some to Hoseok. Hoseok laid happily on top of Jungkook, knowing that it would be another twenty minutes or so before he was able to go anywhere, more than happy to let Jungkook cling to him.
“Thank you for looking after our baby, Hoseokie,” Namjoon whispered, his hand stroking lightly up and down Hoseok’s side as he made himself comfortable next to their side. Jimin was settling on the other side, cuddled close to Jungkook with Yoongi stripping out of his suit behind him, eyes burning as they looked at his naked packmates.
“Always,” Hoseok smiled as he turned his head to the side to face Namjoon, and their pack Alpha instantly moved in to press a firm kiss to his mouth, licking between his lips and shifting his hand to cup the back of his head. Heat was still burning at the pit of Hoseok’s stomach, and that was good, because it was going to be a long few days ahead, just like whenever anyone in the pack was going through their heat or rut. “Congratulations on your award,” he murmured as Namjoon pulled back and there was movement from beneath him as Jungkook shuffled.
“Congratulations, hyungs,” Jungkook mumbled, his words slurred and his expression drowsy as he looked toward Namjoon before turning his head to the side to meet Yoongi’s eyes. Yoongi’s expression was sickly-fond, the way he always got with their little ones as he moved in close behind Jimin and reached over him to rest a hand against Jungkook’s arm. “Sorry we had to leave early.”
“None of that,” it was Seokjin who spoke up, appearing in the doorway with a large steaming bowl in his hands, Taehyung and Namjoon instantly shuffling away from Jungkook’s side to make room for their eldest Alpha.
“Yes, Alpha,” Jungkook answered dutifully, and Hoseok smiled, turning his face back into Jungkook’s chest and pressing a few soft kisses there.
“Good puppy,” Seokjin said as he held up the bowl in his hand. “Now sit up so Alpha can feed you.” Jungkook grumbled a little but he obeyed, moving carefully and holding onto Hoseok as though he was something breakable, and the pack all moved together to stay as close to Jungkook as they could.
“Feed hyung first,” Jungkook grumbled with a frown as he looked at Hoseok, and Seokjin didn’t even try to argue, just smiling as he lifted the spoon toward Hoseok. And Hoseok happily accepted it, knowing that Jungkook wanted to make sure he was looked after, after the way he had looked after Jungkook.
“Thank you, Alpha,” Hoseok murmured to Seokjin, who smiled while his ears turned pink. Hoseok swallowed his mouthful before looking at Jungkook, who was watching him closely, obviously wanting to make sure he was good. “And thank you , baby Alpha,” Hoseok cooed lightly as he leaned in to nuzzle his nose against Jungkook. “Treat your hyung so well.” Jungkook smiled brightly as he hugged Hoseok in close, the room filled pleasantly with the scent of their pack and safety, the perfect place for an Alpha experiencing their rut.
Then again, any place was perfect, as long as his pack was there.