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This is a terrible idea.
Perhaps even one of Jisung’s worst ideas, and that's saying something because Jisung’s whole life is one big series of bad ideas and dumb decisions.
But this one takes the cake. No one in the modern age, in their right mind, would choose to spend their heat in the woods. Feet away from a walking trail. Letting their most potent heat scent loose in order to lure in a random alpha to fuck him silly.
Call Jisung old fashioned. Call him a pervert. All of these terms would be correct. Something about the idea of his scent being so tempting as to make an alpha lose their sense of reason, even outside of rut, turns Jisung on unlike anything else.
The days of mating runs, of coupling in the woods, are far behind the sensibilities of modern society, save for those few kink communities and traditionalist communes.
It's not that Jisung is a traditionalist necessarily. He believes in omega rights, doesn't advocate for any sexual assault on omegas, and doesn't care for rigid subgender roles.
He just wants to get fucked like an animal. In the woods. By a complete stranger. Is that so much to ask?
It started as just a fantasy. A few cheesy porn vids here, some smutty fanfiction of his favorite anime there. And then one day Jisung had the realization that he could just… do that.
Nothing was stopping him from waiting ‘til his heat was about to hit, camping out in the woods, and getting fucked by a stranger. Well, nothing aside from pesky morals, that is. And a sense of self-preservation that is rapidly dwindling.
There are SO many things that could go wrong. He could get mated by a horrible, abusive alpha. He could get bred by someone ugly (although Jisung tells himself that looks don't matter as long as one has a good heart. But he's hoping for someone easy on the eyes if he's being completely honest). He could get reported and apprehended by the police for public indecency before he even has the chance to be found by a horny alpha.
The list of risks goes on and on. Potential STDs, bug bites from whatever creepy crawlies await in the shrubbery, bodily harm if the alpha has particularly sadistic tastes… But Jisung simply doesn't care.
Okay, maybe Jisung is also holding out hope for that ancient myth about soulmates to be true, that when you smell the scent of your one true mate for the first time, you'll both feel compelled to meld into one as quickly as possible, to the point of going temporarily feral.
He has been thinking about it constantly for months. Fucking himself raw on his fingers, on his knotted dildo, on his toothbrush, his furniture, anything he can get his hands on, and it's never enough. He knows deep down that he will never be satisfied until he's face down in the dirt, squirting around a fat knot until he forgets his own name.
So here he is now, walking into the woods in the throes of his preheat, equipped with nothing but a small satchel filled with water and energy bars. Jisung may be stupid, but he doesn't actually want to die of dehydration once his heat fully hits and he can't get up to replenish his energy through the cramps.
He's chosen late evening to enact his plan. A time when less people are out on the streets to get him caught, but not so late that it ruins his chances of snagging an unsuspecting alpha going for an evening stroll.
Heart pounding in his chest, Jisung picks a spot just out of sight from the walking path. He slowly sets down his satchel and gets to work undressing himself. He's not wearing much to begin with: a thin, spaghetti strapped tank top one size too small and tiny running shorts that let his butt hang out for the world to see. So Jisung’s a bit of a slut, sue him.
It's a fairly warm day towards the end of summer, but the night chill becomes apparent once Jisung has divested the entirety of his outfit. He shakes where he stands, only partially from the cool breeze hitting his skin. Mostly from the intense arousal writhing just under his skin. It finally hits him that this is real. He's actually doing this. Holy shit.
He takes a second to collect himself before slowly lowering himself into presenting position. He's been practicing for months for this, years actually, ever since he presented as an omega. Stretching his back, mastering the perfect arch that would put other omegas to shame.
He lowers down, face in the dirt. Little twigs and blades of grass poke at his skin, but he doesn't care one bit. With his ass up in the air, his pussy is now exposed to the elements. It feels amazing. His cunt has already begun to slick up, getting wetter by the second to the point that it's about to overflow down his thighs.
Jisung’s face is burning red. The shame of exposing himself in public, the blood rushing to his lowered head, his impending heat; all of it combines to make him more turned on than he's ever been in his life. His clit is throbbing, burning hot.
And so, he waits. It could be minutes, it could be hours. Time blends together as Jisung succumbs to the familiar waves of heat wracking his whole body. He can smell his own pheromones pulsing outward, begging for attention from a big strong alpha, begging to be bred.
He barely resists the urge to touch himself. His cunt is aching to be touched, rubbed, filled, anything, but Jisung stays still. He wants to be a good omega, good for Alpha. Even though he doesn't actually have an alpha yet. If everything goes according to plan, he will soon. And he wants to show his soon-to-be mate that he's desperate for cock. Nothing else will sate him. He needs to be fucked, and he needs it now.
The effort of keeping his hands from reaching back to his pussy makes Jisung let out little whimpers. In the back of his mind, he knows that he should probably be at least a little bit quiet. What he's doing is technically illegal after all. He just can't help it though; if he had his way he would be full-on yowling for his alpha. But he manages to restrain his noises even despite his fuzzy heat brain that is struggling to hold on to reason.
He smells someone coming before he even hears a thing. Alpha. It's an alpha, and there are telltale notes of arousal seeping into their musky scent. Rustling comes from the bushes behind him, from the direction of the main path. Jisung can't see anything from the position he's in, but he instinctively pushes his ass even higher in the air, which he didn't even think was possible.
“Alpha!” Jisung whines, needy and high.
The alpha behind him takes a deep inhale. “Look at you…” The alpha, who sounds male if Jisung had to guess, murmurs breathily on the exhale.
The footsteps come closer and Jisung swears he can already feel the man's body heat reaching the back of his legs.
And his scent... If the alpha's arousal wasn't already obvious before laying eyes on Jisung, it's now overbearing, like inhaling pure sex through his nostrils.
Jisung is ecstatic. His plan worked! He just so happened to lure in a young, virile alpha with the world's most addicting scent who will now hopefully fill him up with a litter of pups.
Just the thought of getting bred makes Jisung moan wantonly, another gush of slick rushing out to coat his glistening pussy.
The alpha lets out a low growl. Not a threatening growl, but a dominating one. “Cute little omega… You're just begging for it aren't you. Out here alone in the middle of the night, begging for alpha knot. Do you know how dangerous this is?”
The man's voice is light and airy, yet it carries weight with every word, dark and possessive. The lust in the alpha's voice sends spikes of adrenaline coursing through his veins.
“P-please Alpha… Please breed Jisungie…?"
The alpha hums in interests. “Jisungie? My omega has such a pretty name. You can call me Minho. Or Alpha.”
Suddenly, there are strong hands groping at Jisung's cheeks, spreading him wide open for the alpha's perusal. Jisung feels hot breath against his cunt before he hears a deep inhale and a moan of an exhale. The omega feels so flattered that Alpha finds his scent so enticing!
Minho stays right there, huffing lungful after lungful of heat scent straight from the source before he finally dives in for a taste. Jisung squeaks like a mouse when he feels Minho's tongue breach his pussy lips. It's not a knot, not yet, but Jisung is grateful for any amount of relief from the burning heat at his core. Minho's barely even touched him and he feels close to orgasm already.
"A-Alpha! Minho, please! Please knot! Need it, need it!" Jisung can't help from begging.
He doesn't receive a verbal response. Minho simply growls and doubles down on his efforts. He kneads the plush ass as his tongue swirls the rim of the omega's entrance, dipping in before pulling back to lap up slick around his folds. He sucks on Jisung's clit like he could milk it for more slick. And with the lubrication response by the omega's body, he might as well be.
Jisung's slick is the most mouthwatering taste Minho's ever experienced. He feels his head getting fuzzy, letting out little huffs and grunts as he gets more and more drunk off of it.
"Ah! Alpha please, I'm gonna-! Gonna… ah!" Jisung pushes back against the alpha's mouth with abandon until he reaches his peak. His head thrown back, Jisung yowls in pleasure as he squirts wave after wave of cum into Minho's waiting mouth. The alpha happily gulps it all down. When the stream lets up, he sighs in ecstasy at the divine taste.
Jisung barely has a second to catch his breath before a blunt object much thicker than a tongue is pushing into his entrance. Both his heat and his excitement at finally getting what he's been craving help to overcome the overstimulation instantaneously.
"Yes! Yes yes Alpha, fuck me!"
Minho is too slick-drunk to respond with words at this point. He simply mounts the omega, holds him down by the scruff of his neck, and thrusts all the way in at once.
Jisung's head whites out. Fuck fuck fuck, this alpha is BIG. Bigger than any dildo Jisung's ever used, and Jisung has always considered himself something of a size queen. The cock inside him stretches his walls to their limits. It presses against his womb in a way that he knows he'll feel in the morning. And Jisung couldn't be happier.
Then Minho starts thrusting and oh. OH. Jisung feels like he's being split open by a jackhammer; the alpha's hips are slamming forward at a breakneck pace.
Jisung screams. He's not screaming because he wants it to stop. It's just that the overwhelming sensation can't be expressed in any other way.
Minho doesn't have the awareness to even attempt to muffle the loud cries of the omega. He can't even remember to close his own mouth, drool dripping out onto the omega's back. All he can think about is chasing his orgasm. Breeding this perfect omega below him. Locking his seed inside with his knot before biting. It's inevitable, he's going to mate Jisung. His Alpha knows, deep down, that this omega was made for him.
Minho grips the omega's shoulders, nails digging into flesh to hold him in place as he thrusts mercilessly. Wet squelching comes from where their bodies connect, balls slapping against dripping slick with each slam of his hips.
Jisung can do nothing but take it. He lets out whimpers and keens at every thrust, full words evading his heat-addled brain. Eventually, he starts to feel an extra stretch tugging at his walls every time Minho pulls out, and one word returns to the forefront of his mind with vigor.
"Knot, knot, knot yessssss! Give! Knot! More! Now!" He doesn't even know what nonsense is falling from his lips, his focus narrowed down to the spot soon to be filled with the knot he's been waiting for all his life.
Minho keeps up his lightning pace to the best of his ability despite the resistance his forming knot provides. His breath is rough from exertion, and he buries his face in the omega's neck to get more of that dizzying scent straight from the glands. He only last a few more thrusts before his knot locks in place, jostling them both with his futile attempt to pull back for another thrust.
It feels so right. So complete, engulfed in omega pussy that he comes instantly, pumping spurt after spurt of cum directly against the entrance to Jisung's womb. His teeth naturally clamp down on Jisung's neck in his fervor.
The combined pleasure of the knot filling him up and the teeth breaking his skin has Jisung hurtling into his own orgasm. Finally. Finally! A mate! Knowing that he was successfully mated by his perfect alpha makes Jisung shed tears of joy.
He squirts around the knot, sighing in satisfaction at the feeling of cum pumping him full. He'll be with pup after tonight, he just knows it!
Minho slowly retracts his teeth from Jisung's nape, lapping at the wound apologetically. A purr rises in his chest, proud to have claimed and satisfied his omega.
But before the couple has the chance to bask in the afterglow, a voice interrupts from nearby.
"Hey, what's going on over here?" A stern voice calls out, rustling through the bushes in their direction.
The stranger reeks of alpha. Minho growls and braces for a fight. How dare a rival alpha come for his mate?! Jisung whines underneath him, feeling uneasy at the scent and voice of the approaching stranger.
The man rounds the trees to find a feral alpha knotlocked inside of a freshly mated omega. He breaks into a sweat. The man was called in to investigate a disturbance on the walking trail: reports of screams and growls.
But this… he is not equipped to handle this. Everyone knows there are few things more dangerous than a feral alpha. Even in this alpha's current vulnerable state, the dark glare and growing claws promise to tear to shreds anyone who disturbs their mating.
The man holds up his hands in surrender, slowly backing away.
"Sorry, I'll leave you be. I'm not a threat."
Minho doesn't stop his growling until the man is out of sight, but even then, he feels restless. Their location is compromised. A foul stench still lingers in the area from the intruder, and Minho decides that this must immediately be rectified.
Jisung offers zero resistance to being picked up by his alpha's strong arms. Minho holds his nape lightly between his jaws for extra hold as he picks them both up off the ground. Before he can get far though, his instinct to provide tells him to pick up the satchel of rations from the ground. His omega is so smart, so prepared.
Minho hurries through the woods, Jisung still securely fastened to his cock. He searches dutifully for a nook suitable for a temporary den to ride out the rest of Jisung's heat in safety.
After not too long, he finds what he was looking for: a little cove formed under the rocks of a small cliff and hidden by piles of fallen leaves. Minho carefully lays his omega down in the opening and Jisung instinctively reaches to arrange some nearby leaves into some semblance of a nest.
Once satisfied with his work, Jisung notices his alpha's knot going down and beginning to slip out of his hole. This is absolutely unacceptable! He opens his mouth to express his discontent, yet all that comes out is a distressed chirp instead.
The alpha jolts to alertness immediately. From just the omega's chirp, he knows exactly what the problem is and how to fix it. His cock is back to full hardness in an instant, and he wastes no time in pushing back in until their hips are flush. Worried that Jisung might get uncomfortable staying in presenting position, he carefully lifts and turns the omega around without pulling out even a single inch.
Now face to face, the pair finally get the chance to see each other properly and, of course, it's love at first sight. Minho leans in to catch Jisung's lips in a passionate, filthy kiss while he begins thrusting away yet again.
The next 24 hours are spent much like this. Cuddling and snacking between rounds of mind-blowing sex. After the first five rounds, the feral brain fog begins to clear and they can actually talk between waves. Conversation flows naturally, and as Jisung drifts off for a nap under Minho's warm body, he finds that he regrets not a single thing about their mating.
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Jisung and Minho waste no time moving in together. Unsurprisingly, their lifestyles mesh together just as well as every other aspect of their relationship, and before long it feels like they've known each other their whole lives.
Neither has felt the need to put it into words, but both know that they are each other's soulmate. There's simply no other explanation for their immediate chemistry and compatibility. And there's no mistaking the effect that Jisung's pheromones had on Minho. It's extremely rare for an alpha to go feral upon first meeting a new omega. The few who have experienced this phenomenon find it hard to describe the pull in any way other than by using words like "fate" or "destiny".
After a few weeks have passed, Jisung starts to get a little antsy. Not because of any turmoil in the relationship. No, Minho has been perfect in every way imaginable. It's just that… he has an idea that he's not sure how to bring up with Minho.
In the end, he decides to just rip the band-aid off while watching anime with Minho on the couch one night.
"So um, I was thinking…" he starts, aiming for casual but probably landing securely in "awkward".
Luckily, Minho knows and loves Jisung's quirks by now, and so he simply turns his head to give his mate his full attention. "Yeah?" he coaxes gently, gaze full of softness and infatuation.
"Y-yeah, so uh… Next time we, uh. 'Do it', could we…"
"Yes."
Jisung blinks before barking out a laugh. "You don't even know what I was going to say!"
Minho smirks. "Don't need to. What my jagi wants, my jagi gets," he boops Jisung's nose with a finger. "And besides… I have some idea of what's bouncing around in that brilliant mind of yours. You want to do it like that again, don't you?"
All the stress disappears from Jisung's shoulders. How did he get so lucky to have an alpha who understands him so well, with zero judgement?
"Yeah. I wanna do it like that first time. Except we're not strangers anymore, obviously. But we could pretend?"
Minho leans in to give him a peck on the lips. "I would love that, baby. And I have plenty of fun ideas of my own to spice things up whenever you're ready."
And so, it becomes a habit. Whenever the mood hits, they find a spot in the woods to make love. Sometimes in public spaces where the thrill of being caught excites them, sometimes deeper in the forest where they can act out a mating run.
They have plenty of close calls and end up getting caught by the occasional passerby. Both feel a tinge of guilt over involving nonconsenting individuals in their play, but they just can't stop. The primal satisfaction of doing it in nature, the taboo of public indecency… It's simply irresistible to the freaky couple.
Even after they've confirmed that Jisung did, in fact, get pregnant from his heat, they don't let up on the risky sex. If anything, it only gets worse once Jisung is pregnant. It's like Minho's Alpha is telling him to show off how well he bred his mate for the whole world to see.
Soon, Minho and Jisung gather a combined total of six of their closest friends to break the news of their mating and Jisung's pregnancy. The announcement is generally met with cheer and congratulations, until the youngest of the group, Jeongin, speaks up with the question that's on everyone's minds:
"That's great news and all, but don't you think it's rather sudden? How did you two even meet in the first place?"
The innocent question makes Jisung blush and Minho chuckle.
"O-oh you know… just soulmate things!" Jisung squeaks out.
"Yep. From the start, I knew just how compatible we were."
Jisung slaps Minho on the shoulder, acting scandalized. They get a few weird looks from their more perceptive friends, but ultimately they all decide to let it go. After all, no one wants to know exactly what the alpha means by "compatible".