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It’s a morning that fills Sunoo’s belly with butterflies.
He’s had 10 years to prepare for this and now that it’s finally here, it doesn’t feel like it’s enough time. He just wants everything to go perfectly because by the end of the night, he will be wedded and mated to the one Alpha he’s been betrothed to since he was little. By the end of the night, their union will solidify them as a bonded pair for life.
To prepare, Sunoo begins with a soak.
After he wakes up, the handmaids immediately fuss over him to get his bath started. Outside among the clearing, the girls fill the basin with lavender to calm his nerves, fragrant peony, and rose petals to hydrate his skin and as soon as he settles into the water, he sighs. It’s a much needed relief on his body, if only for a breath. The rest of the preparation for the ceremony will likely last into the night.
As the youngest and only male Omega among his five brothers and sisters, he is treasured. His mother and father never settled for just any Alpha. They went through many suitors for him and in the end, there was only one right choice. Park Sunghoon is the first born son of the Park clan and next in line to take over his father’s crown.
Sunoo knows he’s lucky. He’s caught enough glares behind his back and heard the whispers about their arrangement. Still, he doesn’t pay it much attention. In fact, despite his nerves, there’s excitement thrumming hot under his skin, like the flow of alcohol in his veins, because once the wedding ceremony is over, the mating ritual begins, and he and Sunghoon will bond and mate in the ancient tradition to bring their packs closer together as a clan. He will give himself up to Sunghoon and be mounted in front of the most important and respected members of their packs and in turn, Sunghoon will give Sunoo every inch of himself to claim.
This is what he’s been waiting for since he was a teenager.
Just as he dips his head into the water to get his hair wet, he spots the youngest of his sisters coming around the corner. Soohyun is beautiful, always has been. Her midnight hair is tied up into a bun on the top of her head and decorated with ornate pins and delicate pink flowers. Her robe, an ocean of red silk and embroidered flowers, flows behind her.
He’s never really thought they look alike, but in these moments, where Soohyun excludes royalty and title and importance in the way she holds her head high, he sees it. Soohyun steps over behind him and places a rolled up towel behind his head for him to rest.
“Are you ready for your big day?” Soohyun asks.
They may look alike but Soohyun’s voice reminds him of their mother. It’s a soft sound, one that lilts like the song of a flute. He remembers their mother singing songs late into the night as they laid their heads down to sleep, with Soohyun wrapping her arms around him from behind. Being only a year apart, he’s the closest with Soohyun. He’d crawl into her bed and beg her to read him stories. His mom would stroke his cheek and sometimes, her songs would often carry even into his dreams.
He tips his head back as Soohyun starts to lather a blend of milk and honey into his hair.
“I’ve been waiting for him since we were teenagers.”
He doesn’t need to turn to know what expression is on his sister’s face.
“You’re smitten, little brother,” she says.
She means it in the best way possible and he’s not ashamed to admit that he doesn’t exactly disagree. There’s no need to sugarcoat it: Park Sunghoon is perfect.
A smile appears on his face despite the heat he’s feeling on his cheeks. “Were you nervous during your ceremony?” He asks in hopes to avoid more of her teasing. Soohyun’s fingers start working through his hair.
“I was. It’s hard to grasp that you’re going to be fucking in front of everyone, like Grandma.”
“Soohyun, oh my god.”
He sputters out a laugh. Soohyun’s always been the outspoken one within the family.
“Can you imagine the look on her face?”
“It’s the one time where it actually moves.”
Unfortunately, Soohyun isn’t exaggerating. Their grandma can be very, very hard to impress. Sometimes, he thinks their dad is still trying to win her over. She takes no bullshit and will let everyone know if there’s something she disagrees with. It’s probably where his sisters get their stubborn and blunt personalities.
“You’ll probably forget about all of that as soon as you start,” she continues as she massages the mixture into his hair. “Your Alpha will take care of you and it will be just the two of you. Sunghoon is good to you, yes? From everything you’ve told me, he sounds like quite the catch.”
“Are you sure you’re not just being nosy?”
Sunoo yelps when Soohyun playfully tugs on his hair.
“What would the Elders think if they found out that you and Sunghoon broke tradition, hmm?”
That’s something he will never mention until after they’re officially wedded. He sits while the honey and milk soaks into his hair, thoughts turning to Sunghoon, as they usually do lately as the final days have been closing in on him.
He actually hasn’t seen Sunghoon for close to a month now. Other than preparing for the wedding, Sunghoon is busy learning what it takes to bear the crown for their pack and Sunghoon has told him enough times that his father takes the title of crown seriously. The last time they met, they had done their own preparations . He remembers the touch of Sunghoon’s fingers on his body, the warmth that spread between them as they fell in close together, how Sunghoon whispered in his ear. It had been something new and exciting for the both of them. While tradition expected that both he and Sunghoon were to remain abstinent in their arrangement until the wedding, it was too long of a wait.
Soohyun had known exactly what he had been up to the moment he came home that night. Thankfully, she was the only one.
“How is Donggeun doing?”
“He’s… Donggeun.”
Sunoo giggles, letting Soohyun start to rinse his hair. The scent of honey fills the enclosed area. It’s one of his favorite spots to be. He’s surrounded by Japanese Red Pine trees, their trunks growing high into the sky and their branches growing out like a natural umbrella for protection. The sun filters through like stained glass during the summer and when it rains, he composes a song to the beat of the raindrops in between the leaves. He enjoys it all, being around in the outside world.
Donggeun, Soohyun’s Alpha, is a stoic man.
He keeps his emotions locked away behind his dark eyes but Sunoo has seen the way Donggeun looks at his sister when he thinks no one is watching. The hardness in his eyes disappears and the tension in his jaw eases. While their marriage was arranged for political alliances and peace, Sunoo doesn’t doubt that Donggeun has grown fond of Soohyun over the past year since they had been wed and mated.
Sunoo thinks again about how fortunate he is to have Sunghoon.
He spends the rest of the time getting ready for the ceremony.
He hasn’t seen his sister since the morning but from what he’s seen from his siblings’ rituals, they’re also busy preparing his ceremony with welcoming guests. With how busy it will be, he won’t see Sunghoon until he’s standing at the front with their families. For now, he settles into his seat and lets one of the girls pin delicate flowers into his fringe. Another one of the girls tends to his clothing. His robe pools around him like an ocean of the finest silk, seeped in a deep purple from iris flowers to symbolize the Kim clan.
His oldest sister, Miyoung, is busy making sure his cheeks are dusted perfectly with coccinea petals for a pretty flush. Seeing her fluttering around him reminds him exactly of the time he was around for her ceremony. Miyoung had been nervous too, fingers shaking as she tried to tie her hair up. He’d been too young then, only able to sit in her lap while she struggled with hair pins, until their mother came by with a soothing touch, and he watched until Miyoung was finished and escorted out for the ceremony.
He’d been in awe at how beautiful she looked when she reached out to give his cheek a sweet kiss, holding her tears back, while she told him how much she loved him. He’s always been a baby in her eyes, even through his teen years and into his early adulthood.
Now, it’s his turn. Miyoung finishes and brushes his fringe from his eyes.
“You’re going to look so beautiful, Sunghoon won’t be able to keep his hands off of you.”
Sunoo laughs, feeling the butterflies at the mere mention of Sunghoon’s name. “Well, I hope he doesn’t. It’s our wedding night.”
Miyoung smiles softly. “I can’t believe it’s time for you to get married already. You’re so grown up, Sun.”
“Noona, you’re going to make me cry and ruin the makeup you worked so hard to do.”
He blinks the tears forming away, forcing them back before they spill down over his cheeks. Since Miyoung is married and has been for a while now as she is one of the oldest, he doesn’t get to see her as often as he’d like. She takes her role as one of the Alpha representatives for their clan seriously and travels with her mate, Hyun.
Sunoo doesn’t need to take on the role just yet. He’s sat in on enough meetings with council members and leaders to get it. Sunghoon himself is still the crown prince and he will be for some time. From what Sunghoon has told him, most of the time, it’s Sunghoon following his father and being a participating face. So, for now, the first thing they will worry about is their wedding.
By the time preparation is over, night falls and the summer heat settles onto his skin.
Sunset paints the sky in a palette of colors and as he steps into the clearing, the butterflies come alive in his belly again. Up ahead, the elders from each of their packs are lined up, dressed in similar robes to his own, only with theirs, he can really get a sense of dignity and refinement just from how they look. He sees Sunghoon’s parents, sticking out amongst the crowd with their silver-moonlit hair. The resemblance between them was remarkable. Everyone in Sunghoon’s family had striking light hair and clear ocean blue eyes, other than Sunghoon himself. It’s something he likes to tease Sunghoon about. He sees Sunghoon’s grandparents, a pair of Elders from the Park clan.
There’s others that he recognizes as part of the royal court on one side and on the other side is his family. There’s his parents, his grandparents, aunts and uncles, older cousins. His two older brothers stand beside his parents. There’s just one person missing. Hana, his middle sister, who’s currently eight months pregnant and on bedrest until it’s time for her to have her pups. He had visited her in the morning and while exhausted, Hana had still offered to help him with the preparations. He vehemently denied her. She needed all the rest she could get.
It isn’t until he sees the size of the crowd that he will be in front of that he gets nervous. Sunoo takes a deep breath, his fingers fidgeting with the skirt of his robes. To withstand the heat of the night, he’s naked underneath. Around his bicep is the traditional leather band with laces everyone must wear for their wedding ceremony that signifies his gender and the spiritualism of his clan. When he was little, the arm band was blessed by one of their healers so that he would grow up with love and respect. Once his hair was finished and adorned with flowers, the last bit of his jewelry was placed on him, his earrings and ear cuffs. He feels good about how he looks. He just hopes Sunghoon will like it too.
His body is already starting to feel clammy but he pushes through it, takes another deep breath, and makes his way down with his heart in his throat. He tries not to make it obvious he’s shaking a bit. All the pairs of eyes on him start to become clearer as he walks down the path. In the back, the roar of the ocean waves against the shore is loud enough to where he can’t even hear how hard his own heart is beating.
When he reaches the end of the path and stands in front of the packs, he gives a respectful bow and his mother is the first to greet him with a wide smile and then his father follows along, standing up from their spots and wrapping their arms around him in a hug.
“You look beautiful,” his mother states, her eyes shiny with unshed tears.
He rests his chin on her shoulder, taking in the scent of apple blossom on her skin. “Thank you,” he mutters, smiling softly. His mother pulls back and holds onto his hand.
“Are you ready?” She asks.
“I think so,” he says, teasing her a bit. “I can’t go back now, right?”
His father chuckles in that deep tone of his and puts his large hand on his shoulder to give it a squeeze.
“If Sunghoon isn’t good to you, we’ll take care of it.”
“I’ll let him know that for sure,” he laughs.
When his parents step back to their spots, he finally notices all of the torches surrounding them, the red fire blazing from their tips. There’s also flowers scattered along the sand, pretty and petite buds that are pink and yellow. What makes his heart start beating hard again is when he notices the loft that’s ready for him, for them, with piles of soft, lush blankets, puffy pillows to lie their heads on, even layers and layers of furs. Their space is also surrounded by torches, giving it a subtle glow that he thinks matches the sunset he’s looking at.
It’s familiar. He remembers most of it looking the same for his siblings before he was ushered out for being too young to stay and watch. He had asked Soohyun then if he would have the same pretty ceremony one day when he got married too and she replied that he would when the right one came to him.
Soon, he doesn’t have to wait any longer.
When he sees the elders turn their heads, he knows. Sunghoon walks down from uphill and he feels his breath catching in his throat.
Sunghoon’s biceps are bigger than he remembers. They’re practically bulging around the arm band he has to wear as well and Sunghoon’s dark hair sweeps against his cheeks, perfectly parted down the middle. But the thing that always makes him weak in the knees are Sunghoon’s beauty marks, the beauty marks he’s kissed under the light of the moon.
Sunghoon is no longer the quiet boy with long limbs and hair that flops over his eyes.
He is his Alpha now.
Sunghoon spots him across the clearing as he approaches and smiles so widely, his dimple appears. “Hi,” Sunghoon greets softly. “You look– wow, you look so pretty tonight.”
Sunoo leans into Sunghoon’s palm when Sunghoon reaches up to cup the side of his face. Sunghoon’s voice is deeper than it was the last time he’d seen him. He feels heat sweeping over his cheeks and takes Sunghoon’s hand to give it a kiss. “I thought I was always pretty.”
“You are, just… you look extra pretty tonight.”
“So do you. You’re always pretty too, Sunghoon.”
Sunoo is too busy staring at Sunghoon to notice how everyone around is shifting to officially start the ceremony. Sunghoon is dressed in the same attire as Sunoo. There’s delicate flowers pinned to his bangs and the arm band around his bicep is that of the Park clan. Pretty, shiny ear cuffs line his ear. More torches are lit, more flower petals scattered at their feet. He lets Sunghoon take his hand and guide him to the center when his grandmother offers them both a chalice.
Sunoo brings it to his nose and takes a sniff. It’s herbal, almost like it’s some kind of tea, but he knows what it is. It’s tradition to drink the solution before the mating begins because the drink is first and foremost, an aphrodisiac. It is a drink that will induce his Heat tonight with a higher chance that he will become pregnant. It is also a drink that will induce Sunghoon’s Rut tonight with a higher chance that he will impregnate him to bear Sunghoon’s pups.
Sunoo swallows his nerves down along with his drink.
In a matter of minutes, he will be in Heat, in front of their families. No one has ever seen him in Heat like this , not even Sunghoon. Despite the rules, he and Sunghoon still managed to meet outside of their arrangement alone but he was never allowed to have Sunghoon around him during pre-heat or Heat. That was saved for this very night, where they will get to witness it together. Glancing to the side, he sees Sunghoon finish his drink just seconds after his before Sunghoon makes a face, gagging lightly at the empty chalice when he hands it back.
Sunoo giggles. Just that bit of humor from Sunghoon is enough to help him relax.
Well.
He’s either relaxed by Sunghoon or the aphrodisiac. He doesn’t pay much attention to anything after that, as if he could anyway. Sunghoon looks unbelievably gorgeous with his dark hair, his dark eyes that look entirely like they’re reading his every intimate thought, and then there’s that undeniable ache in between his legs that makes him keep rubbing his thighs together for any sort of relief. It’s usually how he feels when his Heat arrives. It’s the itch that doesn’t get scratched, the urge that doesn’t go away.
Once they’re positioned in front of their families and kneeling on soft cushions, the ceremony starts. The children of the packs start a partner dance that tells of a plentiful harvest, the season of spring and innocent first love. Sunghoon watches with a fond smile on his face and Sunoo watches Sunghoon. He knows Sunghoon loves children, especially his baby sister, Sarai. There’s that look in his eyes as he watches the boys and girls spin around each other holding hands and sing along to an old song that everyone’s grown up with.
If all goes well tonight, they will be having children of their own. It’s been discussed, of course, and expected within their packs to pass down the bloodlines and strengthen the families. Sunoo has never really thought much about until he turned into an adult and his mother and father had told him that once he and Sunghoon were to be wed, their pups would follow.
Sunghoon is beautiful and patient, wild and happy, commands attention whenever he goes.
Sunghoon is also restless, outspoken and fierce. Born under a Fire moon in the winter, the fiery element runs through his veins. He’s the perfect alpha and mate and the one fit to bear his father’s crown. It makes for a short fuse also, especially when it comes to Sunoo.
That’s why Sunoo isn’t idle when he spots Cheol among the guests.
Cheol is from an opposing clan and had been one of Sunoo’s potential suitors in the past before Sunoo declared that Cheol would never have his hand in marriage. Cheol is ruthless and vain, only pursuing what he selfishly desires and Sunoo has gotten the burden of it.
The celebration takes a pause for preparations to the feast.
Sunoo hasn’t even thought about his nearly empty stomach from the long day until he’s smelling the aroma of spit-roasted pork and nutty coconut cream bananas in the air. This is the one time during the night that their families will be gathered together. After some quick words from his parents and their checking in on him, they excuse themselves for the feast. As the heads of their clan, it will be more socializing and mediating for his mother and father before they’re able to join the others. It is the same for Sunghoon as well. His parents head off along with Sunghoon’s mother and father towards a group gathered off to the side that Sunoo does not recognize.
Thankfully, their parents are designated especially for that.
He gets to put all his focus and attention on Sunghoon. Gathering his robes, Sunoo starts to get up from his spot, only to have Sunghoon right there beside him to help him up. The thin fabric of the robes is supposed to keep him modest until the mating ceremony and cool at the same time but all Sunoo gets is heat settling on his skin and between his thighs. It’s too hot to indulge in how Sunghoon feels pressed in close to him.
“Am I horrible for already wanting this to be over?” Sunghoon asks in a whisper by his ear. “I can only take so much kneeling and sitting.”
Sunoo giggles and holds onto Sunghoon’s hand as Sunghoon starts to lead them over to the gathering of the feast. The aroma filling the air is tempting and he’s suddenly so hungry. “There’s still a long way to go, Sunghoonie. We need to eat to keep up our energy.”
The second he says that, a wave of nausea rolls in his belly and he leans into Sunghoon, clenching his eyes. Sunghoon clutches onto him by his waist, concern pulling his eyebrows together.
“What’s wrong, love?”
“I think the tea is starting to work,” he tells Sunghoon, trying to take a deep breath. His pre-heat usually consists of body aches, fever and chills, and nausea. It’s the same now, the herbal tea inducing his pre-heat to get his body ready for Heat. He sighs when Sunghoon brushes his fingers across his cheek. His skin is burning at the touch.
Lime and mandarin, spicy with ginger and nutmeg. Fresh and aromatic.
That’s Sunghoon’s scent, something he’s been so accustomed to since they were both little that he doesn’t know anything else. It drifts off of Sunghoon into the minute space between them. He’s dizzy with it and with his pre-heat, his reaction will only get stronger as the night falls around them.
“Why don’t you stay here and I’ll get you something to eat, okay? You don’t have to be walking around when you’re feeling like this.”
Sunoo cups the side of Sunghoon’s pretty face and giggles at him. “How did I get to be with someone so sweet?” Sunghoon presses a kiss to his palm in return and smiles, dark hair falling into his eyes. Sunoo thinks–no, he knows –that he might just be in love with Sunghoon.
Sunoo watches Sunghoon leave just as another wave of nausea rolls through his body. He clutches his stomach, groaning. He’s going to have to talk to his grandma about the tea sometime and how effective it is.
There’s already heating gathering between his legs. Uncomfortable with the fabric clinging to his body, Sunoo lies back down onto the cushions, his robe falling open to give him some relief. He senses a pair of eyes watching him when he gets a whiff of a scent of earthy moss and lavender. He doesn’t like it because of who that scent belongs to.
Out of his periphery comes Cheol.
He’s dressed in his clan robes of white and blue, long sleeves flowing behind him as he makes his way over. Sunoo glances over to where Sunghoon is. If Sunghoon doesn’t get back in time, Sunoo is going to have a situation on his hands and he can’t have that, not right now, not when he can barely stand and support himself.
He’s not going to let Cheol take advantage of that.
Sunoo sits up when Cheol approaches him with a smile that lights up his entire face. Sunoo knows better though.
“Sunoo. I’m glad I found you.”
What Cheol means is that he’s glad he’s found Sunoo before Sunghoon notices.
“What do you want, Cheol?” Sunoo asks, mostly just out of formality because he already has an idea of what Cheol wants, has known since they were children when Cheol would make advances on him whenever they were alone.
It’s no different now.
“Can’t I just congratulate you and Sunghoon on your union tonight? I’ll be there, of course, watching.”
The look in Cheol’s eyes goes dark, his scent turns acrid.
“You really think they’d let you stay? You’re not doing this now, the night of our ceremony.”
Other than allowing the clans of their families to witness their union and Cheol doesn’t count, he also wouldn’t stay because of the numerous problems he’s caused for them, namely for Sunoo.
“Don’t be like that, you know we have history, Sunoo.”
Sunoo scoffs. His stomach lurches into a dry heave but he pushes through to make sure Cheol can’t put his hands on him because at that moment, when he’s trying to catch his breath again, Cheol takes a step closer. Sunoo puts his hand out, keeping distance between them.
“The only history we have is you trying to take advantage of me and every time I say no.”
“You know you would have been better off with me than him. He’s no good for you, Sunoo. I can give you everything you want.”
“You’re really going to do this now? During the ceremony? Everyone is around, Cheol, they’re going to know something is going on.”
Cheol grins then, with eyes devoid of any light like a predator seeking out his prey. Sunoo wants to plug his nose from the scent permeating the air, like a cloud hanging over their heads. He needs to end this before it gets worse.
“It doesn’t seem like you’re in any condition to tell me no right now.”
“You’re disgusting.”
The leer doesn’t drop from Cheol’s face. “You really think you’re going to be happy with him?”
The him in question practically materializes in front of Sunoo’s face. He had no idea that Sunghoon was even close enough to see him with Cheol and that was what he was trying to avoid in the first place, Sunghoon and Cheol being close together. It never ends well.
Sunoo places a hand on Sunghoon’s lower back, trying to calm him. Sunghoon’s scent spikes raw and hot and if he doesn’t get control of it soon, it’s not going to be just the three of them anymore.
“Hey, Hoon, I’m safe,” he tells Sunghoon. “I’m right here.”
Sunghoon doesn’t hear him.
It’s always a challenge to deal with an alpha like this, especially an alpha like Sunghoon. Sunoo already wants to collapse back onto the cushions from the way his head is spinning, but he needs to pull Sunghoon back first, no matter how much he dislikes Cheol.
“You need to get the fuck out of here,” Sunghoon growls.
“Ah, Park Sunghoon. I should have known you would be coming to his rescue.”
“You’re really going to do this now, during our ceremony?”
Sunoo can’t help but feel his heart swell at how intune he and Sunghoon are. It just shows him that he made the right decision, that he has the one and true mate.
“This has nothing to do with you.”
“I don’t care. I’ve been tolerating you since we were little because Sunoo doesn’t want to cause problems but not anymore.”
Cheol scoffs in Sunghoon’s face like it’s the most ridiculous thing he’s ever heard. “What are you going to do about it?”
“I”m going to fucking tear you apart if you come near him again.”
The pheromones that radiate off of Sunghoon mean danger.
Sunoo hasn’t seen him this pissed in a long time and as flattering as it is, as much as it shows just how deeply Sunghoon cares for him, it’s also terrifying. Caught in between two alphas like this, in pre-heat… it couldn’t be a worse situation. He can barely keep himself up when he reaches for Sunghoon to pass over his own pheromones in an attempt to calm Sunghoon down.
He needs his alpha to come back to him.
Thankfully, the attempt he makes at giving Sunghoon his pheromones one more time works. Sunghoon visibility deflates, like he’s letting out a deep breath, and Sunoo smells how scent returns back to the kind that he’s familiar and safe with, something fresh and bright.
“Leave.”
The last word Sunghoon utters comes out as another deep growl. Cheol scoffs again, shakes his head, and leaves, with a glance behind his back at Sunoo.
“Hoon-”
“Are you okay?”
Sunoo sighs and smiles, nodding. “Thank you,” he tells Sunghoon. “I’m alright. I feel safe now that you’re with me.”
“I didn’t think he’d actually come and talk to you today of all days.”
“Nothing stops him,” Sunoo says, tired. Hopefully this means Cheol will stop for good now. Sunghoon reaches out to kiss his nose sweetly and rests their foreheads together. Sunoo pecks his mouth with a giggle.
“Ready to get on with our wedding?” Sunghoon asks.
Sunoo pulls back a bit and takes Sunghoon’s chin in between his fingers so that his eyes are on him.“I’ve been ready to marry you since we were kids.”
After the feast, it is time for courting and everyone is gathered into the center again for the last time.
It is an exchange of gifts.
Sunoo sits across from Sunghoon while their parents start first, each family giving a short speech about what it means to have their clans united in his and Sunghoon’s union. His mother and Sunghoon’s mother exchange tight hugs with joyful tears while their fathers offer the gifts. Most of the gifts are traditional and have been passed through each of their respective clans for centuries.
When it’s Sunghoon’s turn, Sunghoon is to present him with a courting gift that represents their union.
Sunoo can tell Sunghoon is nervous, the first time this entire night. But Sunoo sits pretty and patient while Sunghoon’s mother talks softly to him, probably blessing their marriage and wishing them happiness for the rest of their lives together. Sunghoon’s mother quickly dips to give Sunoo a kiss on his cheek and he hugs her, grateful that his future mate comes from such a loving family. He exchanges a few more quick words with Sunghoon’s father and then they’re left alone together again.
Sunghoon clears his throat and Sunoo can’t help the smile that forms on his face when Sunghoon starts talking.
“Sunoo, I hope my gift to you represents just how much I care for you and love you. To be honest, I’ve loved you since we were kids, running around the forest together and playing in the waterfalls. I’ve never met anyone as beautiful as you, beautiful both on the outside and inside. So I made this for you.”
One of the handmaids from Sunghoon’s clan comes through the crowd holding something in her hands. She presents it to him and bows politely before heading back to her spot. Sunoo smiles and bows and accepts, keeping it in his lap.
Sunghoon clears his throat again, flushing pink like hues of the sunset around them. “I spent a long time making it for you and…. Our pups in the future.”
That last part surprises Sunoo a bit, though it is short lived when he unfolds the gift in his lap. It’s a blanket, soft and plush, beautifully knitted with intricate patterns. Sunoo brings it to his nose. Sunghoon’s scent. It will be perfect for him when he nests, surrounded by his mate. His chest swells.
“Thank you, Sunghoonie. I have a little something for you as well.”
Sunoo doesn’t think his courting gift to Sunghoon is as special as Sunghoon has made for him but he had thought about it for quite some time. It has to be Sunghoon. Sunghoon’s dark eyes watch him as he pulls something out from the layers of his robe. Sunoo’s packed it into a little satchel, a small but important weight that was always there to remind him of his future mate.
He holds it in his palms for a bit before handing it over to Sunghoon, his heart pounding in his chest while Sunghoon unties it.
“Oh, sweetheart…”
It’s a necklace of Sunghoon’s birthstone, turquoise, encased in a leather band. The opaque blue-green jewel almost glows in Sunghoon’s hand.
“Do you like it?” He asks.
“Sunoo, I… I love it. It’s beautiful. Will you put it on for me?”
Sunoo nods and takes the necklace when Sunghoon gives it back to him. He ties the clasp around the back of Sunghoon’s neck and fixes it so that the jewel hangs right in the middle of Sunghoon’s collarbones. He presses his finger against it, feeling its smooth surface, even takes a second to skim his fingers along Sunghoon’s chest. Gently, Sunghoon takes his hand and kisses his palm, his fingertips.
The crowd erupts with cheers and applause.
Halfway through the celebration, Sunoo stops paying attention.
Heat blankets around him and sweat gathers between his shoulders and on his back. His face is burning like he has a fever when he suddenly finds himself on his back, looking up into the concern of Sunghoon’s dark yet soft eyes.
“Hey, pretty,” Sunghoon says, his voice sounding too far away. It’s almost like he’s underwater and Sunghoon is already there, reaching out to him to pull him up. Sunghoon is always there. “Are you okay? You look like you’re about to pass out.”
It’s suddenly so quiet around them. He doesn’t even realize that the dance has finished and they’re left alone. Sunoo glances at their packs but he can’t make out much except the blurry silhouettes and rounds of light from the torches almost floating around them.
“I-I think it’s starting? I’m so hot.”
Sunghoon swallows and runs his hand along Sunoo’s side. “You’re going into Heat. You- Gods, it smells so good, Sunoo.”
He whimpers, holding onto Sunghoon’s shoulders. The last time he went into Heat, he was bedridden for a week. His body was desperate for just one thing and that was to be mounted and bred and he only had himself and a special tea that was to ease his symptoms to help through it. He couldn’t even imagine Sunghoon seeing him like that. He can practically feel all of the eyes staring at him now. There’s no way to escape it. He presses his knees together, already feeling like he wants to strip out of robes. The Heat settles further down in between his legs, in his loins.
“Sunghoonie, don’t leave me. It’s everywhere, I can’t…”
“I’m not going to leave you, baby. Are you ready? It’ll be just like before, okay? Keep your eyes on me and you’ll forget about everyone watching.”
Sunoo’s eyes drift over to the children dancing and to the ring of family surrounding them, some of them even joining in on the dancing. Right, just like before. He’s in the middle of pulling up those wonderful memories of their forbidden night together when slick starts to leak down his thighs and his mind turns fuzzy. He sees the moment Sunghoon realizes it as well because Sunghoon’s eyes turn so dark and blown that the crackling embers of the fires around them dance to life in his pupils.
The music fades, the crowd fades and it’s just them in their own, private bubble.
And then something hard presses against his thigh and Sunoo swallows, the scent immediately filling his nose. It’s invigorating like the saltwater breeze, it’s hot and intense like the fires around them. It’s Sunghoon’s rut and he’s suddenly starving for it. He’s never smelled Sunghoon like this. Having not been able to see him for so long, it’s like he’s rediscovering who Sunghoon is, who this Alpha is that he’s been promised to for the rest of his life now.
His mouth waters, filling with saliva, and the silk fabric of his robes drags across his cock as he presses their groins together. “Alpha,” he mutters, taking Sunghoon’s pretty, pretty face in his hands. He wraps his arms around Sunghoon as Sunghoon shakes above him. “Please. I want you.”
His robe slips from his shoulders.
Sunoo eases his arms from the sleeves and Sunghoon loosens the ribbon around his waist for him. The front of his robe falls open and then he’s naked to Sunghoon’s wandering eyes. A breeze caresses across his tummy and he moans softly, his cock hard and twitching in the open air.
“You’re even prettier than last time,” Sunghoon comments.
Sunoo rolls his bottom lip into his mouth and giggles, feeling all too giddy at all the attention Sunghoon is giving him. The way Sunghoon is looking at him, it really does seem like they’re the only two in the world.
“That was only a month ago.”
“So tell me how you manage to get prettier every day.” Sunoo just rolls his eyes playfully and leans up when Sunghoon presses a sweet kiss to his forehead. “Eyes on me, okay?”
Sunoo smiles up at him as Sunghoon kisses his palm.
It really shouldn’t be surprising how intune Sunghoon is to his emotions but somehow, it always manages to impress Sunoo. He could go even further and say Sunghoon knows him better than he knows himself. Even when they were little, Sunghoon always looked out for him when the other children, mostly entitled Alphas who’s only pride was their last name;æ÷, teased him for being an Omega.
Perhaps it was those moments when Sunoo realized that his feelings for Sunghoon ran deeper than he could ever imagine.
His head is swimming when Sunghoon finally leans forward and kisses him. He remembers this. He loves this. It’s soft at first, their noses brushing together, as Sunghoon searches out his mouth. He runs his hands along the muscles in Sunghoon’s biceps. Sunghoon’s scent is just as it was a month ago, only there’s also the heady scent of pheromones underneath, something that is reminiscent of lust and sex. It makes him wrap his legs around Sunghoon’s waist and push up against him to have their cocks touch. Sunghoon groans and rolls his hips down onto him.
Slick leaks onto Sunoo’s thighs.
It’s then that Sunghoon leans back onto his knees and unties his robe. It falls open to reveal the ceremonial tattoos around Sunghoon’s shoulders. Charcoal lines weave from the middle of his chest on his breastbone and split over his shoulders like two giant wings. Sunoo thinks it matches the subtle eyeliner smoked out for Sunghoon’s makeup perfectly.
Sunoo takes his time in letting his eyes sweep across the rest of Sunghoon’s body and his immediate thought is that he wants to run his tongue along the plane of Sunghoon’s midsection, to lick up the bead of sweat that trails down Sunghoon’s abs, when Sunghoon straightens up to kneel over him.
“Do I… look okay?” Sunghoon asks, catching Sunoo staring.
“You’re perfect,” Sunoo says, swallowing around how dry his mouth feels.
Sunghoon runs his hand through his hair shyly before he strips himself completely of his robes and throws them off to the side. Sunoo gets a good look at his alpha now that Sunghoon is fully nude. He drags his eyes along the length of Sunghoon’s legs up to his narrow waist and then back down to where his cock is already hard and sticky with precum.
His omega is absolutely ready. Sunoo needs Sunghoon and he can’t wait to have him.
Arousal seeps into the pit of his belly as Sunghoon starts leaving open-mouthed kisses along his body. Sunghoon’s tongue sweeps around one of his nipples. Sunoo feels it harden and Sunghoon takes it into his mouth.
“Sunghoonie,” he moans softly, keeping his hands around Sunghoon’s biceps and keeping their hips pressed together.
“You’re so beautiful, you’re so perfect.”
Sunghoon mutters the kisses into Sunoo’s body, and paints the words with his tongue and Sunoo can’t do much other than lie there and enjoy it. Sunghoon sucks at his nipples, one after the other, until they’re almost aching, they’re so hard. He reaches to slip his fingers through Sunghoon’s hair to hold him there, his moans vibrating against his chest. Then, Sunghoon finally moves between his legs. Sunghoon spreads the robe out underneath Sunoo’s body and holds him underneath his thighs.
“Can I?”
“Please.”
Sunoo feels no shame the moment Sunghoon spreads his legs. If anything, the unhinged look on Sunghoon’s face makes him feel even more wanted, which has never been an issue between them. Despite their arrangement, there has always been this mutual attraction that was so strong, neither of them could explain it. He’s been with Sunghoon since they were little and he’s never felt so comfortable with someone like he does with Sunghoon.
His best friend, his mate, his Alpha.
“Oh, fuck, Sunoo, you’re just… you’re so wet for me.”
“O-only for you,” he says.
Sunoo bites his lip and lets Sunghoon settle him into the perfect position. He can smell Sunghoon’s scent, can smell their pheromones that permeate the air around them with the beginnings of sex and arousal and lust.
He takes a second to look over Sunghoon’s shoulder, where he sees his family still sitting and Sunghoon’s family watching.
He forgets they’re still there.
He forgets they’re still there when Sunghoon dips his tongue into him.
“Oh, Sunghoon,” he moans. He tries to push his hips further into Sunghoon but all Sunghoon does is smirk at him and pull back.
“You’re not going to be good for your alpha?”
“Ugh, don’t start. Keep going.”
Sunghoon laughs, nuzzling into Sunoo’s thigh. “Don’t mind if I do, yes?”
Sunghoon doesn’t give Sunoo a chance to reply and puts his mouth back on him. Keeping Sunoo’s legs open, Sunghoon licks one fat, wet stripe across his hole, taking in how Sunoo moans and grips onto him like his life depends on it. Sunghoon keeps the strokes of his tongue slow, wanting Sunoo to feel every bit of it on his skin.
Sunoo stuffs his hand into his mouth, eyes darting over to their packs. He can’t believe he’s being eaten out in front of his parents and they’re watching it like it’s a normal occurrence they see everyday. Even his gramma’s face hasn’t moved.
“You taste so good, pretty, so fucking sweet for me.”
Sunoo gushes onto Sunghoon’s tongue. The praise heats the arousal pooling in his belly. Sunghoon always knows the right things to say to him to make him melt like a puddle of goo. Even after all the years of knowing him, he hasn’t changed. He moans again when Sunghoon’s tongue dips into him, curling around, and then pulls back. A string of his slick is still connected to Sunghoon’s lips before it breaks off. Sunghoon licks the glisten off of his lips.
It continues when Sunghoon proceeds to open his mouth to suck.
He cries out, trying not to let what he thinks his mother and father’s reactions are to seeing him like this bother him. Although Sunghoon is the best distraction for him, he still thinks he’ll never fully get over being mated in front of his family. Sunoo brings his focus back on Sunghoon when Sunghoon licks at him with slow, wet laps of his tongue. He stuffs his hand back into his mouth when another cry threatens to come from his throat.
How is he going to keep his composure when Sunghoon mounts and mates him?
Sunghoon’s tongue dips back into him and pulls out to lick to gather his slick. His legs are folded back against his chest and Sunghoon uses his weight to keep them trapped there. There’s no way to escape Sunghoon’s strong grip. That means, Sunghoon is going to make him take it all. Sunghoon sucks around him and licks up all his slick like it’s his last meal.
“You like this, pretty? Your legs are shaking.”
He’s not ashamed or embarrassed and Sunghoon knows Sunoo isn’t either.
Wolves aren’t shy about sex and growing up in his pack was the same. When he became old enough to understand mates and bonds, mating circles and presenting, sex had always been approached in a natural and healthy way.
But Sunghoon hadn’t been this teasing when they had their first time and Sunoo can’t help and think it’s because they’re together now, officially, that there’s some line that hadn’t been crossed before because Sunghoon is, and has always been, considerate of his feelings and how he treats him. It’s different now. Sunoo wants Sunghoon to not worry about that and do what he wants to to him, to break him apart and put him back together, to ruin him until all he knows is Sunghoon, Sunghoon, Sunghoon.
When the first wave of Heat rolls over him, he grabs Sunghoon and pulls him back to him for a kiss. He licks into Sunghoon’s mouth, tasting the saccharine of his own slick, and wraps his legs around Sunghoon’s waist. Sunghoon’s fingers dance along his naked thighs and goosebumps prickle the surface of his skin.
There’s something soothing about Sunghoon’s scent, ever since they were little. Back then when they were little, Sunghoon could get him to stop crying with just a whiff of it. Now, when he smells it again, his cock leaks all over his belly and slick puddles underneath his butt. He’s so hard, he doesn’t know how long he’ll be able to keep his sanity; the crest of his Heat is just simmering under the surface, like electricity in his veins.
“Can I get you all prepped for me, pretty?” Sunghoon asks as he presses a kiss by Sunoo’s Adam's apple.
“Please, Sunghoon. I need you so badly, please.”
Sunghoon smiles softly and leans in for another kiss. “Lie back and spread yourself for me, show me how pretty you are.”
When Sunghoon leans back to give him space, he does exactly as he’s told.
Sunoo brings his legs out and spreads himself open, Heat coloring his cheeks pink, because Sunghoon’s eyes on him, dark and unwavering, is something he hasn’t seen before, not like this. This is Rut and he knows he needs to brace himself for whatever is going to happen the rest of the night.
“You’re just pretty all over, aren’t you? You’re the prettiest baby and I can’t believe you’re mine, Sunoo.”
Sunoo swallows thickly. “I’m yours, Sunghoonie, forever.”
Sunghoon presses two fingers into him. He lets out a breathy moan, his eyes fluttering shut. Sunghoon leans down to brush their lips together and Sunoo smiles dopey, feeling like he’s in heaven and they haven’t even made it to the most important step yet. He relaxes around the fingers and lets Sunghoon set the pace. There’s nothing but trust and love that Sunoo has for him and Sunghoon would never hurt him, even with Rut.
“Is anyone even still paying attention?” Sunghoon whispers against the base of Sunoo’s throat.
Sunoo chuckles, his hands holding Sunghoon’s biceps, as he dares to glance around. His slick squelches between Sunghoon’s fingers. “I think my grandmother is actually smiling.”
“Oh, I’m flattered. Remind me to thank her.”
“For what?”
“For arranging me with the prettiest, most perfect mate. Oh, and for letting me deflower him in front of her.”
Sunoo snorts, pressing his lips together before he bursts out laughing and ruins the mood between them. “Technically, I’m already deflowered, right? Ah , right there, Sunghoon.”
“It’s good?” Sunghoon mutters. He drops another kiss to the base of Sunoo’s throat.
“Keep going.”
“You’re bossy tonight. I like it. Is this how my pretty omega is during his Heat?”
Sunghoon chooses that exact second to press his fingers in deeper and Sunoo cries, moaning out Sunghon’s name as his eyes roll back. “H-how’s your Rut?”
“Hmm, it hasn't hit me yet. I don’t think that tea was strong enough. Are you worried you won’t be able to see what I’m like?”
“I’m worried you won’t fuck me right.”
Sunghoon laughs and fucks his fingers into Sunoo harder, on purpose. “You don’t have to be worried about that, pretty.”
When Sunghoon pumps his fingers just right, Sunoo grinds his hips down until they’re deeper inside of him. He moans. That’s the spot. His legs are shaking and his cock leaks precum onto his belly. The puddle of slick underneath his butt sticks to his skin and he has half a mind to remember that this is what he’s usually like when he’s in Heat alone and Sunghoon looks like he’s absolutely loving it.
That only makes him feel more fond of his Alpha.
“S-Sunghoonie, it’s good, I’m good,” he says as he wraps his hand around Sunghoon’s wrist.
Sunghoon stops immediately and brings Sunoo’s hand up to kiss his fingers. “Are you sure?”
“It’s time,” Sunoo smiles softly. He leans up to peck Sunghoon sweetly. “It’s time to make me yours, Alpha, can you do that for me?”
Sunghoon swallows, nodding. “And I’m yours. What do you want, Sunoo? I’ll do whatever you want me to.”
Sunoo can blame the fog of Heat all he wants for what he says next even thought it’s a complete lie.
“I want to have your pups, Sunghoon.”
“Oh,” Sunghoon says, like it isn’t the most obvious thing in the world. “Y-yeah, I think, I think I want that too. Ever since we were little, actually. Been dreaming about you being pregnant and having my pups.”
“Yeah?” Sunoo murmurs as he brushes Sunghoon’s bangs from his eyes. “I better be pregnant by tonight then.”
“You’ll be pregnant by tonight.”
And Sunghoon says it so seriously, so sincerely, that Sunoo’s chest fills hot; it’s pure affection and love for this boy, this boy that’s been with him ever since they were little, the boy who looked at him once and never stopped.
With nothing else to feel embarrassed about by this point, Sunoo takes his own fingers and swipes them over his hole to feel how wet he is. His skin is coated in his slick. One finger slips in easily, and he takes a few breaths to let himself relax more around them, and then Sunghoon’s fingers join in beside his, brushing and pressing.
Sunghoon pulls Sunoo’s finger out and brings it to his mouth to taste him. “You want it so badly, you’re ready to fuck yourself. You don’t even need me.”
“N-no, Sunghoon, that’s not true. Please, I just, I want you.”
Sunoo watches Sunghoon’s tongue run along the length of his finger and go back to sucking on it gently so that Sunghoon can taste his slick. Gods, how can everything that Sunghoon does turn him on so much, it feels like he’s out of his mind. If they weren’t in the middle of their ceremony, he doesn’t doubt that Sunghoon would be dragging it out for the both of them because he knows they enjoy it that way.
He loves it when Sunghoon takes it slow, so slow that by the end of it, he’s begging Sunghoon, pleading him to do anything and everything to him. It’s the push and pull, the fact that he doesn’t think twice to put so much trust in Sunghoon to know that Sunghoon won’t ever cross the line with him. Sunghoon enjoys the chase and he enjoys being chased.
But the Elders are watching and they don’t have the luxury of time on their hands, not tonight.
“Whatever you want,” Sungoon ends up saying again, moving to pull Sunoo’s finger out from his mouth.
Before Sunghoon can do that, Sunoo presses his finger down onto Sunghoon’s tongue. Sunghoon moans around his finger, runs his tongue along the pad underneath. Sunoo can’t take his eyes off of him. He pushes down on Sunghoon’s tongue a bit harder, until Sunghoon’s fang digs into his finger and a bit of drool seeps out of the corner of Sunghoon’s mouth.
Sunoo swallows, his cock dripping between them.
Sunghoon pulls back, smiling a bit, and licks the corner of his mouth. “Lie back for me, baby.”
It’s all he needs to hear.
“Just like that, that’s perfect,” Sunghoon continues.
Sunoo ends up settling himself back enough so that Sunghoon can fit in between his legs. He glances again to their families and now, there’s already a few other couples starting in the throes of their own passion, touching and petting. The packs have lessened some; there’s definitely no more children around and the adults left are scattered throughout the clearing, it seems, to give him and Sunghoon a bit more privacy to start.
Arousal and pheromones permeate the night air like a blanket.
“I-I think I’m starting to feel it, too, Sunoo.”
“That’s good, you’re so good for me, Alpha.”
“I don’t know if I can hold back.”
“Then don’t. Fuck me, Sunghoon.”
Sunoo holds onto Sunghoon’s shoulders and, bringing his legs back, lets his feet dangle over Sungoon’s shoulders. Sunghoon keeps his fingers wrapped around his cock, giving himself a couple strokes and squeezing gently so that precum oozes out from the head. Sunoo has the urge to take him into his mouth.
But, next time.
Sunoo braces himself and Sunghoon pushes through.
Sunoo whimpers a bit, hissing as Sunghoon sinks in. The stretch stings. He’s forgotten what it’s like to take Sunghoon. He’s big , and heavy, even more so because of his Rut. He can feel Sunghoon’s balls resting against him once Sunghoon sinks deep enough and bottoms out. Sunoo takes another deep breath.
All he thinks is that he’s glad he and Sunghoon have already gotten past this part. Without an audience, it was hard enough. He can’t imagine what it would have been like to have their actual first time in front of their families. But they don’t need to know that.
“Are you okay?” Sunghoon drops a kiss to Sunoo’s forehead.
He smiles, his stomach bursting with butterflies. “Mm-hmm, it’s just… it’s been a while.”
“I’ll go slow.”
“N-no, don’t, Sunghoonie. I don’t want to wait anymore.”
“O-okay,” Sunghoon swallows. He caresses Sunoo’s hip. “You’re so beautiful, Sunoo. You’re so perfect, so perfect for me. Isn’t that right, pretty baby?”
Tears sting Sunoo’s eyes. His hormones are already going wild because of his Heat and to hear Sunghoon saying such sweet words to him is making it worse, in the best way possible. Arousal seeps into him like a sponge, keeping every nerve exposed and sensitive. Slick gushes out and wets the blanket he’s lying on. It takes him a couple of heartbeats and Sunghoon kissing lightly all over his face to get him to relax enough. It’s a snug fit and it just feels so fucking good, he doesn’t want it to ever stop.
Once the sting passes and it’s just wet and slippery, Sunghoon moves.
There’s stretch and pressure and then just mind-numbing, toe curling, pleasure.
Sunghoon’s thick and hard and Sunoo cries , he’s in so much pleasure already, it’s overwhelming. The slide is wet and noisy and loud and Sunoo wouldn’t have it any other way. Digging his fingers into Sunghoon’s back, he just takes it. Sunghoon fucks into him with sharp thrusts of his hips and his big hands holding his legs open for everyone to see.
He loves it.
Every inch of Sunghoon is stretching him out perfectly and he digs his fingers into Sunghoon’s shoulders, catching on the pained groan Sunghoon lets out, and cries out, his throat hoarse with how much noise he’s making. He keeps himself submissive, baring his throat out and his head back, and Sunghoon dips forward to run his tongue along his collarbone. Sunghoon’s hands move up to hold him by his waist, thumbs back to rubbing his nipples.
“Alpha, Alpha, ngh , it’s so good, please, please,” Sunoo blabbers.
“Listen to you, Sunoo. You’re so noisy, you just want them all to hear you, don’t you? Guess you do like being watched then.”
Sunghoon wraps his big hand around his cock for him and strokes steadily as his hips continue fucking into him. He moans, dragging nails down Sunghoon’s back in his daze. His lower body is tingling with pleasure, his hole throbbing. It feels like fire is running through his veins. Sunoo pulls Sunghoon into him, leaning one arm back to keep himself up and using the other to wrap around Sunghoon’s shoulders for a kiss.
“You’re so… so big.”
“It’s yours, Sunoo. I’m yours, forever.”
Sunoo falls back onto the blanket when Sunghoon’s cock hits the right angle. It only takes a couple of tries and then he squirts everywhere, some even managing to land on Sunghoon’s chest. Sunoo cries. His body is so sensitive and he’s so overwhelmed that he doesn’t even realize he’s squirted on himself or that Sunghoon’s tongue is dragging over his scent gland. He shudders.
It’s part of the ritual.
They are to remain free of any scent marking until the day of the wedding and mating ceremony. That’s one thing he and Sunghoon saved together because everyone knows, mating after becoming scent-marked only makes it better and his body is anticipating it. Once Sunghoon finishes his part, Sunoo has to reciprocate. First, he nuzzles into the side of Sunghoon’s neck. There, his scent is the strongest.
Tough yet sweet, just like Sunghoon himself.
Sunghoon’s scent has always been this way since they were kids and it reminds him of home.
Sunghoon hums for him to continue and Sunoo finishes by keeping his nose behind Sunghoon’s ear and bringing his tongue out so he can swipe it along his scent gland. Sunghoon moans and drives his hips harder into him.
“You’re taking me so well. Just made for me.”
Purposefully, Sunghoon slows down. He feels every single slow, thick, drag of Sunghoon’s cock and it has his slick pooling underneath him. Sunoo pants, his chest heaving, as Sunghoon moves to take one of his nipples back into his mouth, dragging his tongue over it before taking it into his mouth. Precum splurts from his cock and drips onto his thighs. He honestly feels quite disgusting. His Heat has him sweating so the blanket and furs are sticking to his back and thighs and his slick is absolutely soaking the sheets as well. He’s getting precum all over himself and Sunghoon’s body is pressed into his, making him hot. He’s probably drooling stupid right now too.
“Sunghoonie,” Sunoo calls. Once he has Sunghoon’s attention, he takes Sunghoon’s face again.
Sunghoon’s eyes sweep across Sunoo’s pretty face and down to his lips before they’re back and looking at him, determined. Sunghoon nods. “Let me pull out, okay?” Gently, Sunghoon helps Sunoo lie back down and he pulls out, keeping his hand wrapped around the base of his cock to ease himself out. “Can you turn around for me?”
Naked, Sunoo moves out from under Sunghoon and gets to his knees, taking a second to stretch out his legs. He presents himself to Sunghoon and he’s ready to be mounted.
“I’m ready for those pups, Sunghoon,” he says.
The shadow of Sunghoon moves in behind Sunoo and Sunghoon holds him by his hips. “I’ll give you whatever you want, my love,” he says as he kisses the base of Sunoo’s spine.
It doesn’t take long for Sunghoon to sink into him again and to pick up where they left off.
Sunoo grips onto the blankets and moans. “It’s so-so good, Sunghoon. Harder, please, please.”
The breath gets knocked out of him every thrust Sunghoon sends into his body and all he can do is grit his teeth and take it, to enjoy it, to spread his legs open and let Sunghoon sink into him, fuck into him, again and again. His mouth falls open in a moan and he rises his hips up, his back bending unnaturally. His slicks squelches obscenely and a mix of it and Sunghoon’s precum drips down his thigh.
It’s so dirty and filthy and he salivates just thinking about it.
Sunghoon reaches a hand between his legs to touch him in time with how he rolls his hips and all the moans and cries he’s making resonate in the thick, humid air around them. Somehow, he thinks he can hear the rest of their packs in the middle of the same thing. He smells sex.
“Gonna get you pregnant tonight, pretty. Gonna keep fucking you over and over again until your belly swells up. Fuck, I can’t get enough of you, Sunoo, and you’re all mine.”
Yes, he’s Sunghoon’s, now and forever.
Sunghoon continues fucking into him hard. Their thighs slap together and Sunghoon’s balls press against him, hot and heavy, and sticky from slick. Sunghoon groans and slows down, dragging his cock out and back in slowly with a tight grip on his hips. His face burns at how they must look like this, how he looks getting the life fucked out of him on his knees, but Sunghoon is a good distraction from those kinds of thoughts.
When Sunghoon presses his mouth at the back of his neck in a kiss, he shudders.
“Sunghoon, ah, do it. Do it for me, I’m yours.”
Sunghoon’s hips stutter and his heart leaps in his chest. “I love you so much, Sunoo, my perfect omega.”
Sunoo places his hand over Sunghoon’s and Sunghoon bites into his neck. There’s no warning. He comes, squirting all over himself and the blankets and the fur, a choked moan making its way out. Sunghoon’s fingers tighten around him just a bit to push him that much more and he trembles as his orgasm fully hits him. He barely registers the sting in the back of his neck.
“You came just from that? You’re so fucking perfect, sweetheart,” Sunghoon says, soothing his tongue through the mark forming on Sunoo’s neck.
Sunoo’s been waiting for this moment, when they make their union official outside of the ceremony as well. Now, he and Sunghoon are bonded for life. He trembles through his orgasm and he can’t stop his tears before they fall.
“Sunghoon,” he calls out softly. “I love you so much.” He’s still orgasming, his cock dribbling, when Sunghoon drapes himself over his back and laces their fingers together.
“Can you tell me how you’re feeling or if you need to stop?”
He’s overwhelmed with everything that’s happening. Something swells inside his chest, hot and airy, and it makes him feel like he’s floating. He grips onto Sunghoon’s fingers as best as he can. He nods, sniffling. “It feels so good.”
Sunghoon’s eyes soften. “Give me another one? I know you can do it, Sunoo, you’re so good for your Alpha, aren’t you?”
“Myalpha,” Sunoo slurs. He giggles, wiggling his hips. “I’m gonna come again.”
They don’t waste anymore time.
Sunghoon doesn’t wait for him to catch his breath. Still sensitive from his orgasm, the slide from Sunghoon nearly brings him over the edge again.
It builds back up quickly, like the waves rolling onto the shore around them. There’s Sunghoon’s big hand splayed open on his tummy and pressing down on. The pressure nearly makes him come and with Heat, he knows that he can keep going. It’s never going to stop, that urge, until his body gets what it wants and that’s to be mated and bred. Through the slow, molasses drip in his mind, the pheromones of arousal accents the air with sweat, lust and sex.
It’s just as Sunghoon said.
“Sunghoon,” he gasps, his heart beating violently in his chest. Sunghoon brushes against that one spot inside of him that makes his cock dribble, makes his entire body tingle with pleasure, and keeps aiming there, wanting to push him into another orgasm as soon as possible.
“Gonna come for me again?”
He’s helpless at this point and there’s nothing he can do to stop it.
He barely registers that he’s coming until he feels his release all over his thighs and his cock is still dribbling when Sunghoon presses harder into him. Only this time, Sunghoon joins him. Sunghoon grips hard onto his hips and with his thrusts stuttering, Sunghoon comes staying lodged deep inside of him.
Sunoo gasps when he feels it.
“Ah, fuck, I’m gonna knot, Sunoo,” Sunghoon groans into the back of Sunoo’s neck.
“I want it, Sunghoon,” Sunoo whimpers as another languid thrust pushes Sunghoon’s cock inside of him.
Sunghoon comes in thick hot pulses and then it’s his knot. He cries, throwing his head back and his body trying to hump into Sunghoon for more. It’s big, stretches his hole out to the point where he thinks it’s not going to fit anymore, only it does, only his body stretches and accommodates it as he needs. It takes Sunoo a few seconds through the static between his ears to realize that Sunghoon has stopped moving to let his knot fully form inside of him. Cum gushes out from his throbbing hole. When he relaxes into the bed, his body is still practically sucking the knot in and not letting Sunghoon go. He lets out a breath, completely exhausted. Behind him, Sunghooon presses a sweet kiss to the back of his neck.
“We’re going to be stuck like this for a while,” Sunghoon tells him, lips brushing against his ear.
Sunoo giggles and leans back up to run his fingers through Sunghoon’s hair. Sunghoon hums and keeps a hand on his tummy. “I don’t have anywhere else to go.”
Sunghoon slides his hand up and down Sunoo’s tummy in a sort of massage. It’s so soothing, Sunoo thinks he’s about to fall asleep, until Sunghoon wraps his fingers around his cock and strokes him, slow and steady. It’s been a tiring night and they’re both feeling it at this point.
“Do you think there’s a pup in there?”
“I hope so,” Sunoo replies. He places his hand on top of Sunghoon’s and leans back for a kiss.
“Mm, we can keep trying if there isn’t.”
It takes some time for Sunghoon’s knot to deflate and in that time, Sunoo’s head clears if only for a bit, enough so that he pulls himself off and crawls into Sunghoon’s lap. It looks like Sunghoon is as exhausted as he is for continuing to go on this long but still, Sunghoon welcomes him happily with a tired, lazy kiss and some gentle petting. It brings the heat back between his legs.
“I want you, Sunghoon.”
“You have me, my love.”
Sunghoon wraps his arm around his waist and he starts to move, sinking down on Sunghoon’s cock, and really taking a moment to sit on it, to feel it inside. Then he pulls himself up. Sunghoon moans, gripping underneath his thighs. In this position, Sunghoon’s cock stays lodged against his prostate every time he angles it just right, and it feeds that constant arousal burning in the pit of his stomach since the start of this night.
Sunoo rocks his hips and grinds down hard on Sunghoon’s cock.
They’re both just running on instinct and feeling now, to feed that hunger deep in the pit of their bellies. Sunoo holds Sunghoon’s shoulders and fuck himself down on Sunghoon, each movement pulling out breathy, little moans that he lets Sunghoon hear as he keeps his mouth by Sunghoon’s ear.
Over Sunghoon’s shoulder, he’s surprised to see their crowd has dispersed, mostly leaving behind just a few couples who are no longer paying attention to them because they’re too immersed in chasing their own highs. The moon hangs high like a disc in the sky surrounded by a blanket of stars.
It must be past midnight by now. By tomorrow, when it’s over, he and Sunghoon wil be married.
Sunghoon kisses the base of Sunoo’s neck, pulling him from his thoughts.
“Feels good?”
Sunghoon chooses that exact second to help him move and his cock presses into his spot. Sunoo digs his fingers into Sunghoon’s shoulders, moaning and gasping in his hold. If there was some way for him to keep Sunghoon inside of him forever. Heaven doesn’t even come close to how he feels each time Sunghoon sinks into him and then pulls out. The slide curls his toes, makes slick drip out of him constantly.
“I wish we could stay like this forever,” he says as he drops down again. Wanting to take some control, he puts a hand on Sunghoon’s chest and pushes down, until Sunghoon’s lying back and he’s sitting comfortably on Sunghoon’s thighs. This position and he can bring Sunghoon deeper inside of him. With a hand on Sunghoon’s tummy for balance, he continues to move.
Sunghoon groans and his breathing comes out heavy.
Sunoo kisses the column of Sunghoon’s neck, darting his tongue out to taste the sweat on Sunghoon’s skin. He’s probably dripping with sweat by now and he’s sure Sunghoon is the same but it doesn’t bother him one bit. He loves seeing Sunghoon like this, naked and in his most raw form. It’s something primal, almost animalistic. It brings out the omega in him and the desire to be knotted and impregnated.
He rolls his hips down, essentially grinding Sunghoon’s cock.
Sunghoon gasps and holds Sunoo’s hips. “Sunoo, I’m-I’m close,” he moans.
“Me too, Sunghoonie.”
Sunoo drops down just as Sunghoon reaches out to stroke his cock.
It takes just a couple passes of Sunghoon’s fist around him and he’s pushed over the edge. This time, when he comes, his release dribbles all over Sunghoon’s tummy but still, it hits him so hard, he collapses forward into Sunghoon’s arms ready to catch him. Another knot stretches him out just a few seconds later after Sunghoon comes and that’s all he can remember before he blacks out.
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Sunoo wakes to the ocean breeze on his skin and it’s the most peaceful he’s ever felt.
It’s even better when Sunghoon wraps his arms around him from behind and kisses the mark on the back of his neck. Smiling, he moves back against Sunghoon and tangles their legs together. The morning is warm but it’s calm. It’s exactly what they need after the night before.
Even through his sleep he can tell how sore his body is, especially between his legs. Sunghoon had knotted him multiple times during their ritual and he’s going to feel it for days afterwards. Not that he’s complaining.
He’s close to dozing off again when Sunghoon shifts behind him and pulls him close. “Morning,” Sunghoon rasps in his deep voice.
Sunoo shudders, feeling all too hot again.
“How are you feeling, sweetheart?”
“Pretty good, actually,” Sunoo confesses with a small smile. “But I am glad we are left to ourselves now.”
Sunghoon hums, chuckling lightly against his shoulder. “I don’t want to share you with anyone.”
“You don’t have to worry about that,” Sunoo tells him through a giggle.
They’re still both naked and it’s so warm lying with Sunghoon like this while the sun is starting to wake with them. It isn’t until he turns over on his side to face Sunghoon does he fully wake up because Sunghoon is so, so pretty.
The sun hits Sunghoon’s face just perfectly, highlighting all of his angles and curves. His hair falls into his face and he’s breathing steadily with his chest rising. He reaches out to brush Sunghoon’s bangs from his eyes and Sunghoon shifts a bit, lets out a deep sigh, before opening his eyes. Most of the markings on Sunghoon's body from last night have smudged from sweat and just rolling around in sleep but Sunghoon still looks handsome as ever.
But a shocked expression crosses his face so quickly that Sunoo is concerned. He’s never seen Sunghoon look like this.
“Are you okay?” He asks, caresses the side of Sunghoon’s face.
“Sunoo, I think you’re…” Sunghoon isn’t looking at Sunoo.
Sunoo follows Sunghoon’s eyes down. That’s when he sees the mark on his navel, a sun with rays that circles his belly button.
“It’s… does that mean I’m–?”
He looks to Sunghoon and Sunghoon looks at him.
The tears spill over his cheeks before he can help it. Squealing, he throws himself at Sunghoon, pulling his Alpha, his spouse, into a tight hug. Sunghoon catches him with arms around his waist and he leans in to kiss Sunghoon softly.
“I’m so happy,” Sunghoon says. “I can’t believe it.”
“I’m so happy too, Sunghoon. I love you.”
“I love you, Sunoo, so much.”
He makes himself comfortable on Sunghoon’s lap and smiles through his tears. He can’t believe what’s happened in the past 12 hours or so but he’s never been so happy. He has his mate and now, they’re going to expand their families even more. He touches his belly gently. Soon, he’ll get bigger, rounder. Sunghoon kisses at a spot just above his heart and he threads his fingers through Sunghoon’s hair.
“Now that it’s just me and you,” Sunoo starts. “Maybe we can actually have our alone time. What do you think?”
Sunghoon smiles and rolls them over. That’s all the answer Sunoo needs.
The End