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There was light music coming from his mother’s gramophone, his favorite white noise since childhood. However, even the familiar tune can’t calm Park Jimin down. He was aware that he was releasing distressed pheromones and his mother was doing the best she can to calm him down. But he can’t help it, not with the knowledge of what was about to happen tonight.
A disease outbreak had swept through the kingdoms, already affecting a million people. It was diffusing at a fast pace and their kingdom had been filled with worry. The disease affected omegas, targeting their fertility. Their local doctors and witch doctors still have no clue in how to heal it and with the ongoing winter storm claiming a couple more lives, people began to worry about their population. Small numbers mean weakness in the upcoming war with the rogue wolves in the eastern border.
The most worried is their alpha king whose oldest son Min Yoongi, the next to the throne, is in no possession of an heir. If there was ever the chance that all their omegas become infertile, no one would be able to succeed the throne. This made the head alpha to ask for fertile, healthy omegas to come to a choosing ceremony where his son will pick his future mate.
The omegas were lined up by rank and name, Jimin almost at the farthest back. Male omegas weren’t really that preferred since they were a bit rougher than the females, and same goes for female alphas who are seen to be too soft. They stood in their finest wear in the public courtyard of the palace, waiting with bated breath. A pseudo-throne had been set up in the front for the royal family to sit.
“Prince Yoongi will make his rounds now,” the royal herald announced, said crown prince walking at a leisure pace to the omegas.
Jimin had only gone because it was required. He didn’t expect to be much competition, especially since his background isn’t really great. So when Min Yoongi placed a jeweled circlet on his head so softly, he let out a surprised gasp. He looked up to meet cat-like eyes staring back at him with intensity. Jimin was flustered and looked down to avoid his gaze.
“The crown prince Min Yoongi has chosen omega Park Jimin of the Park Clan as his future mate,” the royal herald announced, much to the surprise of everyone. Jimin could feel all their eyes on him, making him a bit uncomfortable. “Everyone cheers to the new couple!”
By the time Jimin had looked up, Yoongi was already walking back to the throne. It was the last the omega had seen him before he was swept away by his family. The next day, he was informed of his transfer to live in the palace with the royal family and learning of the royal etiquette by a royal messenger. He was promised that his family would be given an upgrade from their shabby home and he would be bringing honor to their clan.
There was also the pressure of rejecting the crown prince but the agreement was good and though Jimin had to be away from his family and be in the midst of strangers, he was fine with it.
“It’s your choice, Park Jimin,” the royal messenger had said as he was handed a quilt, “to be the crown prince’s future mate.”
Now he was in his new royal bedchambers, dressed in the finest dress of satin bodice and face decorated with light make-up to emphasize his best features. He should be feeling amazing but he was only filled with worry. The wedding was tonight under the full moon and he was scared. What if something goes wrong? What if there was something that would make the crown prince cancel the wedding and he would be--
A butler entered the room. “Mr. Park, your presence is requested at the main reception.”
Oh my moon, it’s time. Shit, he’s still not prepared.
“Jimin-ah, are you okay?” His mother worriedly asked, brushing his hair soothingly. “Can you breath for me, Jimin?” With Jimin’s shaky nod, she smiled reassuringly. “Don’t worry dear, I’m sure it’ll go well in the end.”
He was escorted to the main doors leading outside and he could hear the chatter outside stop. An orchestra started to play and the huge doors opened. Slowly, Jimin took a breath and stepped out to the courtyard.
The courtyard was redesigned to mimic a cherry blossom forest, lanterns hanging from the branches of the pink trees. An archway of bougainvillea led to a pathway littered with roses, splitting the rows of chairs into two. There were soft murmurs as he walked underneath the archway of swords by the royal guards. Jimin kept his head down even though he was already wearing a veil. He gripped the bouquet in his hands tightly as he finally reached the priestess and the crown prince. As he did so the murmurs died down and he could hear the guests sit down.
“Today we will witness the union of the crown prince Min Yoongi and his intended mate, Park Jimin of the Park Clan,” the priestess proceeded to tie gold silk around their clasped hands. Jimin could feel the warmth of his hands yet he still kept his eyes averted. “This union will be witnessed of us and the goddess Luna, as proof of this matrimony between two souls.”
Another priestess went forward holding two goblets, handing them to Jimin and prince Yoongi. Jimin gulped as he held it, mentally preparing himself for this part of the wedding ceremony.
“Alpha, say your vows,” the priestess clasped her hands together, “of your dedication and promise to the omega before you.”
“Park Jimin of Park clan-” Jimin repressed the shiver that went through him when he heard the raspy voice of the prince, so close “- I promise you my loyalty and my devotion for the years to come. I will give a part of my soul to you as I hope you give a part of yours as well. Under Luna’s guidance, I will lay my life for you.”
The priestess turned to Jimin. “Omega, say your vows of your dedication and promise to the alpha before you.”
“Min Yoongi of the Min clan.” Jimin was glad that his voice didn’t weaken and his eyes still concealed. “ I promise you my loyalty and my devotion for the years to come. I will give you a part of my soul in return for a part of yourself. Under Luna’s blessing, I will bring you the warmth from Hela’s hearth.”
Prince Yoongi drank a bit of his wine, keeping it in his mouth. Jimin shakily unveiled himself, raising his eyes to meet the alpha’s intense ones. Slowly, Yoongi leaned down to capture his lips, parting them with his tongue to pass the wine to his mouth. Jimin repressed the urge to moan, swallowing the wine. He proceeded to do the same to Yoongi’s, hesitantly licking at the alpha’s lower lip to encourage him to open his lips. He could have sworn he felt the alpha’s lips smile against him before he straightened up.
They both turned to the priestess who smiled back at them. “Under Luna’s blessing, I wish for your success in marriage. May she guide you in your matrimony.”
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Jimin surprisingly enjoyed himself at the after-party, meeting the other people of the royal family. There was Jung Hoseok, the jovial duke who greeted him with a heart-shaped smile. The playful Earls Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook reminded him of the Chesire cat as they grinned at them as if they knew a secret he was not privy with. Next came the guest royal Kings Kim Namjoon and Kim Seokjin who came from a partner kingdom, the latter squishing his cheeks from how cute he was. His husband had sheepishly apologized to him and dragged a protesting King Seokjin away before wishing him a happy marriage.
Speaking of marriage, his new husband was busy talking with other royals, most likely receiving congratulations and such. Jimin felt a little bad making him do all the work but knowing how he was still in the adjusting period to this world, he would only be an embarrassment. Instead, he danced with his family and the Duke Jung Hoseok who proved to be a great dancer.
“If I may interrupt you for a moment, Duke Hoseok,” Prince Yoongi had said as he stepped next to Jimin. “I’m afraid it is time for my husband and I to retreat to our chambers.”
Duke Hoseok’s curious smile became a tad mischevious. “Ah, I see, my prince. Please, do not let me hinder your departure.” He winked at them before turning away, “Have fun you two.”
Jimin felt his cheeks flush and he turned to Prince Yoongi, unsure of what to do. Min Yoongi was truly handsome with his skin as pale as the moon and eyes intense as a storm. The Prince offered his hand and when Jimin laid his hand on his palm, Prince Yoongi led him back inside the castle into their chambers.
When they were finally inside, they stopped as a pregnant pause descended before them. With a sigh, Prince Yoongi gestured to the washroom. “I think it’s time to have a bath, don’t we, Jimin?”
Jimin nodded shakily. Ah, the traditional bathing after a wedding. “Yes, it is rather late Prince Yoongi. Will you… Will you help me out of this dress? I wouldn’t ask for help but-”
Yoongi quickly moved to stand behind him, hands hovering over his back. “May I?” At Jimin’s approval, he unzips the dress making it pool down at Jimin’s feet. A moment later Jimin is free in nothing but a set of lacy lingerie that contrasted against his golden skin. Jimin could feel the alpha’s gaze at his back and when he turned, the prince had merely raised his head to meet Jimin’s eyes.
Nudity wasn’t a big deal since they shift a lot to their wolf form. Jimin remembers seeing a nude man in the town square once calmly wearing their clothes again. He was quite comfortable in his own skin but something about the way Yoongi stares at him up and down was making him a bit flustered at his nudity.
“Are you alright, my Prince?” Jimin asked, unsure of Yoongi’s reaction to his quite daring undergarments. The lingerie was a gift left on his bed next to the gown and he had liked the feeling of wearing it that he decided to wear it under his gown. The Prince was still silently appraising him and Jimin was growing quite anxious by the second.
“I’m fine,” the Prince answered as he started to strip for the bath. Jimin tried not to stare as more pale skin showed in front of him. Jimin wanted nothing more than to sink his teeth into the milky skin, to litter it with blue and purple. Soon, the prince was standing in front of him naked as the day he was born. “And please call me Yoongi, we’re husbands and I’d rather you be comfortable with me, Jimin.” He held out a hand to Jimin. “Let’s go, shall we?”
Yoongi lowered himself first, waiting for Jimin to take off his lingerie. Jimin felt like he was being a tease as he slid the panties down his legs, Yoongi’s eyes tracking the movement. As soon as he was done, he quickly lowered himself to the water.
Yoongi washed his hair and his body, making Jimin murr in content. He went lax against the porcelain tub, making Yoongi chuckle under his breath. When he felt hands sliding massaging his back, he let out a satisfied hum.
“So, Park Jimin,” Yoongi massaged the knots on his shoulders, “tell me more about yourself. I think we need to know more about each other, don’t we? I believe the only thing I know about you is your name.”
Jimin hummed. “‘M Park Jimin. My clan’s not really the most popular since we’re just farmers and carpenters. Mmm… That feels good.” At Yoongi’s chuckle, he continued, “I’m not really that much. I like dancing and creating wooden toys for the kids at the local orphanage. They’re the sweetest kids. Still don’t know why you chose me though.”
Yoongi’s hands stopped for a moment and Jimin couldn’t help the whine that escaped him. He let out a satisfied sigh when those hands continued. “Why do you think I chose you, Jimin?”
“Dunno… ‘S why I’m asking you,” Jimin murmured, ready to fall asleep at this point. By Luna, those hands are a wonder.
A gentle caress at his cheek made him turn to look at Yoongi. The alpha had the most gentle smile Jimin had ever seen, the sight enough to wake him up.
“I chose you because you are kind and beautiful, Park Jimin,” Yoongi whispered as he rested his hands on Jimin’s shoulder. “I saw you before you know, when I was making visiting rounds around the kingdom. I keep hearing about a volunteer at the orphanage from the head matron. About this beautiful omega who would read to the children create wooden toys for them to play with. I saw you and all I could think about was how pretty you look when your eyes close when you laugh.” Jimin’s eyes widened at this. “When I saw you again I thought, ‘wow this must be fate’ because I saw you again that day. You were nervous but you had this light in your eyes and I wanted to be selfish and chose you.”
Yoongi finished washing Jimin and the omega dumbly reached for soap to clean the alpha. The alpha watched him, content to let his hands roam over his pale skin. He was waiting for an answer and quite frankly, Jimin didn’t know what to respond. Does that mean that the alpha prince had been crushing on him before?
“You had a crush on me before?” Jimin asked aloud, disbelieving. At Yoongi’s shy nod, Jimin gaped at him. “Are you telling me the prince had a crush on me before?”
Yoongi frowned at him. “Why do you sound so surprised. You’re beautiful Jimin, in the inside and out. I’m actually surprised you were not with anyone else before I chose you.”
Jimin blushed at the compliment, at how Yoongi said it with genuine curiosity. He rinsed Yoongi’s dark hair with a basin, eyes avoiding Yoongi’s, “Nobody would be really interested in a farmer’s son, you know. I have nothing to my name.”
“Nonsense,” Yoongi cupped his face making him pause, “your beauty alone is something spectacular in your name.”
“Yoongi!” Jimin laughed, embarrassed. “Don’t jest!”
“I would never jest about your beauty, Jimin,” Yoongi said seriously, “for why would I lie when it is the truth?”
“Aish, you sweet-talker,” Jimin swatted at his arms making the alpha laugh. “Come, let’s drain the tub, we’re both pruney.”
Yoongi complied and sat Jimin down in front of a vanity table before draining the tub. He handed Jimin a bathrobe before dressing one himself. He grabbed a towel and began to dry Jimin’s hair.
Jimin smiled at Yoongi through the mirror, the alpha’s gentle movements making him feel cared for and protected. It was a tradition for newlyweds to share a bath to wash themselves and the alpha to care for the omega after to show his capability of being a good alpha. Jimin felt that Yoongi would’ve dried his hair anyway even without the tradition. The alpha was gentle and kind and Jimin could feel ease with the alpha.
Yes, Jimin thought, Yoongi would be a good alpha to him. Despite being practically strangers, Jimin could imagine a future with Yoongi together. A pleasant one, the kind that the younger him would dream and gush about with his friends. The memory makes him giggle.
“You’re not the only one you know.”
“The only one to what?” Yoongi asked as he helped Jimin to his feet.
Jimin turned in his arms, grinning teasingly. “You’re not the only one who had a crush for a long time.”
Jimin dashed out of Yoongi’s arms when the prince’s arms slacked as his mouth fell open in surprise. Jimin barely made it out of the bathroom before arms snaked around his middle and lifted him in the air.
Jimin laughed when Yoongi set him down on the bed, hovering over him. The alpha tickled him making him gasp and struggle to escape. Yoongi only tickled him harder making Jimin almost breathless.
Jimin wriggled so much that soon his robe opened and he was left exposed underneath Yoongi. Both of them froze, the temperature suddenly spiking high. Jimin was suddenly aware of how close Yoongi was and the way the alpha hovered over him.
“Jimin, can I kiss you?” Yoongi asked silently, staring at the omega’s plump lips.
The omega simply raised his head to give him a chaste kiss. “I thought you’d never ask.”
When the alpha kissed him softly, almost as if testing the waters, Jimin smiled and angled his head to deepen the kiss. The alpha moaned as Jimin licked at his bottom lip.
“I’ve been wanting to do that again after the wedding vows,” Jimin murmured as he pressed a soft kiss against Yoongi’s jaw. “Wanted to feel your lips again on mine with just the two of us.”
“Jimin if we continue I might not be able to stop,” Yoongi gasped out as he held Jimin by the wrist, staring at the omega down with dilated eyes. “I don’t want to pressure you-”
“You’re not pressuring me Yoongi,” Jimin reassured him as he nuzzled into the alpha’s hand. “I want to make love to you. I’m sure.”
“Thank Luna,” Yoongi sighed before properly kissing Jimin, knocking the breath out of the omega’s lungs. The alpha let go of his wrists to wrap them around his waist, lifting him up with ease to place the omega in the center of the bed. Jimin wrapped his arms around Yoongi’s neck, legs already snaking around the alpha’s waist.
Yoongi slipped his robe down from his broad shoulders and threw them somewhere in the room. He did the same to Jimin’s robe, flinging it somewhere carelessly before capturing his lips once more.
Jimin felt like he was on fire. Yoongi kissed and bit his lips, drawing out moans from him. The alpha had licked into his mouth, battling the omega’s tongue for dominance. Jimin gasped as Yoongi left his mouth and descended on his neck, biting down on the juncture of his neck. One of his hands started playing with Jimin’s nipple, rubbing and twisting the nub. His other hand snaked down his sides, leaving a hot trace on its wake.
Yoongi’s hands stopped at their cocks to wrap a hand around them. Slowly, he started to rock his hips causing Jimin to feel a jolt of pleasure from the friction. He could feel his slick leaking, the smell making Yoongi breath in harshly.
“Ah! Yoongi ,” Jimin whined as Yoongi lowered his head to suck at his nipple. “P-Please don’t stop. Ah! Do… Do that again, please.”
Yoongi pressed down on the slit of Jimin’s cock, causing the omega to throw his head back. Jimin tangled his fingers with Yoongi’s hair, trying to find something to ground him. Yoongi had started to increase his pace with his hips, causing Jimin to moan. Hastily, the omega rocked his hips with the alpha’s making the both of them groan. More slick gushed out when Jimin registered the pheromones the alpha released.
Yoongi suddenly stopped, breathing harshly. Jimin whined, trashing a bit as he desperately chased for that friction. “Y-Yoongi- What’s wrong, why did you stop? Don’t- Don’t stop please!”
“Love, I don’t want to end this fast. I wanna draw this out.” Yoongi reached over to grab a pillow over Jimin’s head. “Lift your hips up for me, Jiminie. Alpha will make sure to please you properly.”
Jimin watched Yoongi kneel back after placing the pillow underneath his hips. The alpha parted his legs aside, grabbing hold of his ass cheeks and--
Jimin’s eyes rolled back to his head as Yoongi lapped up his slick from his entrance. The alpha parted his ass cheeks before plunging back down. Jimin cursed when he felt tongue prodding next, Yoongi’s tongue slipping inside with the help of his slick.
“Love, you taste so good,” Yoongi moaned with slick dribbling down his mouth before darting his tongue in and out.
“Alpha!” Jimin exclaims when Yoongi inserted two fingers easily. “Uh, uh, alpha so good-”
He broke into a scream when Yoongi crooked his fingers before scissoring them, all the while not stopping with his tongue. Yoongi’s other hand curled around Jimin’s thigh, holding to them so tight Jimin knew it would bruise. The omega keened when he felt something different when Yoongi crooked his fingers again, brushing against that one spot .
“Found it,” Yoongi smirked before crooking his hand again, brushing against Jimin’s prostate. “You like that, love?”
“Y-Yes,” Jimin stuttered out. He shook his head when Yoongi did it again. “Ah, alpha no more. I don’t want to come like this. I want you inside me.”
Yoongi kissed the inside of his thigh. “My omega wants his alpha inside of him?” He crawled forward until he was face-to-face with Jimin. “Hmm, does my omega want his alpha’s knot?”
Jimin shivered at how Yoongi called him his omega. “Yes, alpha. I want your knot inside me, plugging me full. Alpha likes that too, right?”
Yoongi grumbled lowly before nosing at Jimin’s neck. “And my mark. Does my omega want to wear his alpha’s mark?”
“All of it, alpha,” Jimin breathed out as Yoongi lightly grazed his canines at his neck. “I want all of you. Your mouth, skin, touch. Your cock and your knot.”
“Fuck,” the alpha swore as Jimin’s hand wrapped around his cock to pump it. Yoongi rutted against the hand, feeling a bit filthy at how obscene the image of Jimin’s cute, chubby hands wrapping around his dick. “Such an innocent-looking omega with filthy words, Jimin-ah. You sound so convincing.” Yoongi wrapped his hand around Jimin’s, guiding his cock to tease at the omega’s entrance. “Should I give it to you, omega?”
“Yes, please,” Jimin begged, frustratedly looking up at Yoongi. “Alpha, please stop teasing. You promised to please me properly.”
Yoongi bent down to kiss him deep and languid. “Hmm, I did. Take your hands off, Jimin-ah.”
The alpha kissed Jimin softly as he finally pushed inside him, stretching the omega so deliciously. There was a slight pain and Yoongi waited for his okay. At his nod, the alpha pushed in deeper. As he did so, there was a filthy squelch when the slick poured out. When he was fully sheathed, they let out satisfied sighs.
“You alright, love?” Yoongi searched Jimin’s face and at his nod, he started to rock his hips slowly.
The first few thrusts were a bit painful but the omega got used to the stretch soon enough. Yoongi trailed butterfly kisses down his throat, his thrusts shallow and slow. Jimin was soon urging him to go faster, desperate to feel that particular friction.
At Jimin’s harder , Yoongi picked up his pace and thrust to him hard and deep. The alpha swallowed his moans and grunts with his lips and tongue. Jimin felt his body get hotter and hotter as the sound of skin slapping against skin resonated loudly in the bedroom. The bed was shaking too as over time Yoongi’s pace kept going harder and harder .
It wasn’t long before Jimin can feel the pooling arousal in his groin. Everything seemed to go straight to his dick. He was aching for release and the harder Yoongi fucks him to the mattress like that, he would cum in no time.
“A-Alpha- I’m- I’m close!” Jimin whined. Yoongi merely pushes his legs against his chest, not even stopping a second. The new angle had Jimin reeling because it hit that sweet spot inside him.
He didn’t even get to warn Yoongi before Jimin was cumming with a scream, Yoongi still pounding hard into him. The alpha kept on hitting the same spot, making Jimin whine and tear up a bit as the feeling got a little too much. He was nearing oversensitivity and Jimin was sure it was possible he will cum again.
“A-Alpha,” Jimin begs.
Jimin cummed for the second time when Yoongi bit down hard into his neck, the alpha spilling inside of him. Yoongi milked him through his orgasm as he lapped up Jimin’s wound to close it. Jimin can feel the mating bond set into place, the connection making him feel closer to Yoongi.
“So big,” Jimin gasped as he finally felt the stretch of his alpha’s knot. “Oh, alpha . That was so good.”
“Did I satisfy you, omega?” At Jimin’s answering giggle, he jokingly slapped the omega on the ass.
Yoongi kissed him thoroughly before rolling them to the side, the knot still connecting them. Jimin swung a leg over Yoongi’s waist and snuggled closer to him. He could already feel the exhaustion pushing him to sleep. The alpha, probably sensing this, threw the blankets over their bodies to shield them from the cold.
Jimin touched his new mating mark, smiling back giddily at Yoongi. Yoongi merely grinned at him, gums on display.
“Next time, it’ll be your turn to mark me too,” Yoongi promised as he pulled Jimin closer. The thought of marking Yoongi sent satisfaction coursing through his veins. “I hope with this mark that you will learn to love me. Not now, I will wait until you say it to me. Not just with your body but with your heart.”
Jimin pecked him on the lips with a giggle. “I’m fairly certain it will not be hard to do so, alpha.” His eyes suddenly lit with mischief. “Until I say it with my heart, I’ll continue showing it with my body instead.”
At Yoongi’s growl, Jimin laughed before nuzzling to his alpha’s neck. Yoongi stroked his hair, pulling him to sleep. Yes, Jimin will surely fall in love with the alpha easily as breathing. From here on now, Jimin will fall in love with Yoongi as his husband and alpha.
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(“Wait, that was your first time being sexual with someone?” Yoongi asked in disbelief as he propped himself up on an elbow to peer down at Jimin.
“Yes, it was my first time,” Jimin huffed shyly. Really, why was Yoongi surprised? Jimin was too busy with work to bother with his libido.
Yoongi’s eyes crinkled. “Well, I’ll be your first and last then, Park Jimin.”
“Oh, Yoongi. That’s so sweet-”
“But this will certainly not be the last,” Yoongi finished as Jimin squealed when Yoongi rolled them over again.)