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His brother pushes his hair from his forehead as they both look in the mirror before them, "It will be you, baby brother, I just know it. You are destined to be with Lord Agust."
Jimin whips his head around and looks up at the other man. "Do not speak like that, brother! I wish not to be burdened by such words." He takes a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves. "I suggest you get those kinds of thoughts out of your head as well, lest you be disappointed when the time comes."
Jin laughs softly, hands falling to Jimin's shoulders, "It is okay to hope, child."
Jimin pouts, "I am a child no longer, Jin. I am matured as of today."
Jin smiles as he leans down and pinches Jimin's cheeks. "You may be at the age of maturity but you will forever be my baby brother," Jin straightens, "now, just a few more touches before you present yourself to Lord Agust. You must be a shining light when our god picks you as a mate!"
Jimin groans but doesn't protest the words, knowing that his brother will do as he pleases regardless.
When Jin finally decides that Jimin looks just right he offers him a hand and Jimin takes it. They both go to the full length mirror where Jimin looks at himself for the first time.
His brother had done well in choosing the outfit . Although Jimin knows Jin would have preferred to go with something more risqué. If it were up to Jin, Jimin would be as nude as the day he came into this world, but after much bickering they had compromised on Jimin wearing a sheer white top that billows around him, and loose dark colored pants. His hair was tousled but it was a very organized mess, carefully crafted by his brother, and the color applied around his eyes and on his lips made him look beautiful.
Jin leans down, resting his chin on Jimin's shoulder, "You look beautiful baby brother."
Jimin agrees but speaks anyway, "Are you sure? What about the chill? Won't I get sick if I wear this?"
Jin's smile is teasing, "Do not worry about that, dear. Agust will warm you right up. Honestly I think less would be-"
Jimin groans, "Please brother I-"
A loud bell from outside the house interrupts him.
Jin smiles, "It's time, my dear! You will see our Lord Agust with thine own eyes!"
The two brothers leave the house and make their way to the edge of town. It's there that they part ways. Jin stands with the townspeople as Jimin makes his way to the group of newly matured.
An older woman asks his name and then places him in the line of about 50 others that reached their 20th cycle in the last year. Jimin looks at his peers that line either side of him. Many are dressed inappropriately for the cold November air, much like he is. Some are even completely nude, an old tactic used to try to seduce the God into picking them.
Once everyone is in their place Jimin takes a deep breath. The ceremony would begin soon and he would be able to finally see the God he had been praying to all these years. The thought both excited and terrified him. What if he was not what Jimin had imagined? What if he was just another man? What if he did not show this time? What if Jimin was not his mate? What if he was?! What if- What if- What if-
"Welcome all to the presentation of our newly matured." An elder shouts to the crowd, stopping Jimin's rambling train of thought. The man begins reciting the script that has been passed down from generation to generation, the same one that was used at the beginning of this tradition and only tweaked a few times throughout the village's history.
"Today we celebrate our God Agust and all that he does for us. Lord Agust came to our village during a time of great struggle. A plague had ravished our people, we were on the brink of famine due to many years without a good harvest, and wild beasts from the surrounding forests were taking our young. Agust saw our struggles and took pity on us. He vowed to protect us from harm, heal our sick, and deliver a bountiful harvest every year.
"After five years of our Lord keeping to his word and helping us, a village elder pointed out that we were undeserving of his grace and should offer something in return. But what could we as humans possibly offer a God? That question tormented our ancestors for weeks before finally the village leader called out to Agust. He begged the God to let us repay him in some way. It was during that meeting that the village leader heard the God's yearnings and created The Presentation.
"As all of you know, The Presentation is a two day long festival that celebrates the village youth reaching the age of maturity, year 20. The two day celebration is kicked off by a ceremony that offers the village's newly matured to come and lay their eyes onto Agust for the first time in their life. But at its roots, The Presentation is about giving thanks to our Lord by giving him what he wishes for most. A chance to find a mate. During The Presentation, Agust will scan the line of newly matured and look for a soul that speaks to his own. Every year we hope that Agust finds that soul. That he may find happiness in a lover." The elder puts away the script, "Now, we must wait for our Lord to grace us with his presence."
The mass of villagers turn their attention to the line of shrubbery, waiting for the god's appearance. Not a voice could be heard. Everyone was waiting with bated breath to see the God in all of his brilliance.
Jimin's heart hammers in his chest as he looks at the greenery at the edge of their village. He couldn't believe he would finally be seeing the God he has been praying to for all of these years.
It is only a few moments later when the trees start to rustle. Soft gasps could be heard as a large beast steps out before them.
Jimin feels his breathing stop, lungs sucked clean of all oxygen, as he watches a huge panther make its way across the field. His skin prickles with goosebumps and the hairs on the back of his neck stand. He feels almost faint but, at the same time, electrified.
But he had to assume this was a normal feeling when in the presence of a God!
He watches the beast as it stills at the edge of the field, eyes scanning the group. The God truly is a sight to behold. He is majestic. His black fur seems to almost glow in the dull November sun. His eyes are sharp and amber gold. His tail flicks slowly with curiosity. And then there is his size. If a normal panther is large then Agust is massive. Even when standing on all fours he has to be taller than most if not all in the village. Jimin truly wonders what he must look like in human form. If he is just as big or if he took a smaller, more human-like, form.
But his thoughts are cut short when those amber eyes land on him. Their eye contact alone leaves Jimin feeling like they have a deep connection. Warmth bursts in his gut, spreading to every part of him.
The God, who has barely glanced at anyone else in the line, stops when their eyes meet. The act alone leaves the crowd whispering amongst themselves but when the God takes a step forward loud gasps can be heard from the townspeople.
Jimin hasn't heard any of the chatter though. His mind is filled with a need for the God walking to him. His heart hammers and he feels his knees weaken significantly.
As the panther approaches, it takes everything in him not to fall to his knees. Not to weep. Not to faint. It takes everything in him to just stay standing for the God.
The beast comes to a stop directly in front of Jimin. Agust presses his feline face to the human, his silken fur brushing against Jimin's skin causing his eyes to shut in bliss at the otherworldly feeling. Overwhelmed, Jimin lifts his hands and places them on the God's head, petting down his neck.
When the creature pulls away and Jimin opens his eyes again, he sees a man. He is striking. Long dark hair and feline eyes, his skin glowing like the moon in the dark sky and his lips curling in a similar way to the panther's muzzle. He is big in this form as well. He has to be the tallest man Jimin has ever seen, standing a full foot above him.
The man places his hand under Jimin's chin and lifts it so he can see all angles of the boy's face, "Tell me, my mate, what do you go by?"
Jimin feels everything in him still as he hears the word, 'mate.' He is Agust's mate. His God's mate. He-
Agust's lips quirk up, "My love, your name, please?" He asks again after a moment.
Jimin's face goes red as he stutters, "J- Jimin. My name is Park Jimin. Son of Park Jiheon. Half brother of Kim Seokjin. Follower of the God Agust." Jimin can't help it as he rambles.
The God simply smiles softly before speaking, "Jimin," he says it like he is tasting the name on his tongue, "A beautiful name for a beautiful man."
Jimin can't help the way his stomach flutters at the compliment, "Thank you, my Lord Agust." He bows.
Agust looks fondly at the human before he takes Jimin by the shoulder and coaxes him into standing straight again, "If I know your name you must now know mine, little one. You may call me Yoongi. From this day forward we are one. We are equal. I am no longer your God but your mate. You do not follow me but stand beside me."
Jimin can't believe what the God is saying, "B- But, Agu-" He stops and corrects himself, "Yoongi, how could I ever believe myself to be equal to such power. I am not worthy to stand on the same ground as you."
"My love, you may not think so now but you will soon." Yoongi leans down and presses his lips to Jimin's in a gentle kiss. One that he stands still for, unsure if he is allowed to reciprocate it or not.
When Yoongi pulls back he laughs softly, "My love, why do you freeze when I touch you?"
Jimin stutters, "I- I- My Lord, I am sorry, I am not worthy of your tender touch. I have no experience with this. with love. You deserve someone who knows what they are doing. Someone who can give you what you wish without fear or hesitation."
Yoongi shakes his head, smile never leaving his lips, "My Jimin, I do not care about experience or knowledge. I have been looking for a soul that speaks to mine for millennia and yours is the only one that has stood out from the rest. That is what makes you my mate. You are worthy of my touch." To prove his words Yoongi places his hand onto Jimin's cheek, "Of my love."
Jimin looks up at the God, "But even if I am, how will I walk with you when I have never traveled this path before?"
Yoongi leans down, closer to the human, "by taking my hand and allowing me to guide you."
He closes the space between the two of them again, lips pressing to Jimin's pillowy ones, but this time it's more heated. And Jimin kisses back.
The human's eyes fall shut as their lips move together in harmony. It's not long before the God licks at Jimin's bottom lip softly, asking for his permission, which the young man readily gives him.
As Yoongi begins licking into his mouth Jimin feels the air around them change. The cool wind turns to warmth as Yoongi's hands grab him by the waist and pull him closer. The God puts his leg between Jimin's and lets the human begin to grind down on his thigh as he kisses down his jaw and neck.
Jimin feels himself begin to harden as he rubs himself against Yoongi. He reaches up and curls his hands in Yoongi's hair, pulling softly as he humps the God.
Jimin's soft moans begin filling the air around them but they aren't loud enough to please the God, "Let them hear you, my love. Let your pleasure be heard."
Jimin obeys as his moans begin to rise in volume.
Yoongi pushes Jimin's shirt off his body, letting it fall to the ground as he kisses down his chest, making his way to his hardening brown nipples. Yoongi kisses the small numb before sucking on it softly, eliciting a loud gasp from his lover.
"Yoongi!" Jimin pulls harshly onto the gods hair as he suddenly cums in his pants.
Yoongi pulls away, an amused smile hinting on his lips, "Oh my love, you are so innocent. I have barely touched you and you are already coming undone."
Jimin pants as he tries to get ahold of himself but his body feels as though it is on fire. The heat in his gut is growing hotter by the second, filling him with desperate need.
He whimpers, "N- Need you, Yoongi. W- want more b- but..." He trails off.
Yoongi looks into his eyes, wanting nothing more then to give his mate everything he ever desires, "But what, dearest?"
Jimin bites his lip, "I- I know not what is more than this. I do not know what to do."
"Oh my lovely Jimin," Yoongi says, eyes turning soft, "Worry not about that. I will guide you. I will show you what is next. Do you trust me?"
Jimin looks at the God for a moment before speaking softly, "I have always trusted you. As Agust and now as Yoongi. You have always had my love and faith. My devotion. I trust you."
Yoongi wastes no time in connecting their lips once more. This time not so gently. The kiss is bruising, leaving Jimin completely breathless.
As they kiss Yoongi moves his hand lower, slipping it into Jimin's pants and to his bottom. He squeezes the flesh, loving how it spills from his hand.
Jimin moans loudly into Yoongi's mouth as the God begins massaging his ass. And then, he begins to feel a sensation he's never felt before.
A heat ignites in his stomach and something wet begins to seep out of his hole. He pulls away and looks at Yoongi, "Wh- What is happening to me?"
Yoongi noses at his cheek as he answers, "The change is taking place. You are becoming my mate physically. Your body must change to be able to allow me in."
Jimins mind is spinning, he does not understand, but the waves of lust and want overwhelm him just enough for him to accept that answer and allow Yoongi to continue his ministrations.
Yoongi's fingers lightly touch Jimin's hole, his middle finger massaging over the rim. The young man can not help it as his eyebrows knit together, confused as to why Yoongi would be touching him there, but believing the God knows what is best.
Yoongi gathers the slick that was leaking from Jimin's bottom and coated his fingers in the liquid before pushing in one of his digits. The action causes Jimin to moan out as Yoongi pushes it all the way in.
Yoongi presses his nose to the human's neck, inhaling the beginnings of a scent, "My love, you sound so beautiful."
His finger begins working Jimin open. Pushing in and out until he deems Jimin's hole loose enough to push in his second finger. The young man holds onto Yoongi tight, his arms shaking as heat rushes to his stomach. The sensation he's feeling is indescribable.
"Y-Yoongi- Ah-," he stutters as the god looks down at him.
Yoongi smiles as his fingers begin to scissor Jimin open, "Yes my love? Are you feeling good?"
Jimin nods but he can't speak. His eyes begin to water as he becomes emotionally overwhelmed by the man holding him. Tears spill from his eyes as he holds onto Yoongi.
The god's fingers pause, "Dearest Jimin, I am sorry if it hurts but we must finish the mating ritual with an audience. Do not cry, my sweet boy."
Jimin chokes out words, "N-Not hurt- ha- do not stop. L- Love."
Worry leaves Yoongi's face and is replaced by adoration. He leans down and connects their lips once more as he pushes in his third finger. His fingers work inside of Jimin, massaging his slick walls and opening him up for what's to come. He hooks his fingers rubbing Jimin's walls in search of his prostate.
And then he finds that sweet bundle of nerves.
"YOONGI!" Jimin tilts his head back as he screams the gods name. His whole body goes taut as white hot cum shoots from his small cock. He cries out as Yoongi continues his assault on his prostate, holding onto the man the best he can.
"That is right, little one. Fall into your pleasure, let me show you what I have to offer." Yoongi whispers to the boy in his arms.
It is only minutes later when Jimin is cumming again, his orgasms only increasing in intensity. He sobs out, "Please Agust- Yoongi- please! I need- I need-!"
"I know, little one. It is time." He pulls his fingers out of the young man and lies Jimin on the ground before maneuvering him into a position where he's on his knees and his head is on the ground. He drapes himself over his mate and whispers to him, "This is a presenting position, Jimin. For my kind it is very important you learn it. You will be my omega after this. My mate. My one and only. After this the real change will take place my love. Do you wish to accept?"
Jimin cries as he fists the soft grass below him, "Yes Yoongi- Yes! You are my everything. Please take me apart and put me together again in any way you wish for I am nothing without you."
Yoongi shakes his head as he lines himself up to Jimin's hole, rubbing his tip around the rim, teasing Jimin, "you must not get it my love, you are everything I need. Everything all on your own. I do not need to reshape you, mold you into something you are not already. Your soul is perfection." He begins to push himself into Jimin, "But your body will need to be broken to become a God like me."
Jimin moans out as Yoongi's cock opens him wide. It is not even halfway in when Jimin begins clawing at the earth below him. The pain mixed with pleasure makes his head spin and Yoongi only continues to push in.
When Yoongi's hips meet Jimin's ass the young man whimpers out, "S-So good, Y- Yoonie- ah- full." His hand moves to his stomach and he feels a sizable bulge from where Yoongi's cock is nestled in his stomach.
Yoongi runs his hands down Jimin's body, eventually finding the boy's hand on his stomach and feeling the bulge himself. He smiles as he kisses Jimin's shoulder, interlocking their fingers, "Get used to this feeling, my love. This will be your new life soon."
He grinds his hips against Jimin's and the young man moans as his nails dig into the dirt. His body is not used to this feeling. To this unimaginable pleasure.
Yoongi begins to pull out and Jimin whips his head around eyes wide and teary, "N- No please, do not go!"
Yoongi can only smile sweetly at the human, "My love, I will never leave you. Please, let me take care of you in the way only I can."
Jimin nods, eyebrows together as his face contorts with pleasure as Yoongi pushes back in, "Whatever you want! My body is yours!"
Yoongi's hips begin moving slowly, pushing in and pulling out at a pace that would not hurt his beloved.
Jimin clenches around Yoongi as the god presses into his prostate again. Jimin whines softly as need takes him over. He needs more than what is given to him, something hard and fast. Something bruising and rough, "Please, Y- Yoongi- ah! F- Faster!
Yoongi smiles down at Jimin, his hand going down his back and pressing him down, "You want me to go faster?" He asks teasingly.
Jimin sobs out, "Please! My lord! Agust! Yoongi! Please!"
Yoongi presses in again, making Jimin see stars, "But what if I hurt you, my love?"
Jimin's fingers were deep in the dirt now as the grass tickled his skin, "Then hurt me! Make this feeling last for days! For weeks! I wish to be reminded of this for as long as possible!"
Yoongi coos, "My dear, that's all you had to say."
Yoongi begins snapping his hips faster, making Jimin's ass shake from the sheer force as the sound of skin slapping filled the brisk air.
Jimin screams as he sobs out, "My Lord! I- I-" he cums again, small cock barely dribbling anything out.
Yoongi's eyebrows harden into a line as he feels his own release begin to creep up. He grabs Jimin by the waist and hoists him up, his hands so large they almost encircle the young man entirely. He begins moving Jimin in rhythm with his thrust, using him like a doll.
He leans forward and whispers, "Don't you like this, my little one? Having your entire village bear witness to our mating? Seeing you change into your divine self to be with me. Look at them, my love."
Jimin looks at the crowd of people and his cheeks get warm with embarrassment but his cock throbs and his stomach fills with heat. Something about being seen pleasuring his lord like this only drives him deeper into an intense haze of lust and desire.
Jimin wraps his arm around Yoongi's head, gripping onto his hair, and pulls him forward. Their lips collide with force and passion, all teeth and tongue, spit making the glide of lips all more fluid.
Yoongi reaches around and grips the human's small cock, an action that causes Jimin to break the kiss in a deep gasp, "Y- Yoongi- Hng!" He moans out as the god starts to slowly pump his dick.
Yoongi smiles softly as he buries his nose into Jimin's neck, where a beautiful scent has started to bloom. It was the scent of rain and tangerines. Fresh and citrusy. Yoongi can already tell he is instantly addicted.
Jimin squeezes his eyes shut as he feels his body reaching climax again for the umpteenth time. His stomach clenches and thighs tremble as Yoongi strokes him just a few more times.
Then he feels it. The change. His whole body feels warm and tingly. His sense of smell becomes stronger, his vision better, his taste more intense. He's enveloped by the rich scent of birchwood and mint as Yoongi holds him close. Every move becoming more vivid and vibrant.
"Yoongi-" Jimin gasps, "What is happening?"
Yoongi huffs as his hips continue to fuck into Jimin's lithe body, "The change. You are changing into your divine self so you can be with me. You are becoming a God, my love."
With only two more thrusts Jimin's body tenses and his eyes roll back as his body arches. He is hit with an aggressive climax, pleasure he has never felt before wracking his soul.
It is only a second later when Yoongi reaches his orgasm. His arms holding his mate as his hips still, load after load spilling into Jimin. So much cum that it begins leaking out from where they are connected.
He feels Yoongi press his teeth to his neck. Jimin is so overcome by all of the sensations hitting him that he doesn't even notice when pressure is applied to his neck. Not until large canine teeth are plunging into his neck, marking him.
Jimin lets out a guttural scream at the pain that shoots through him.
Then, he blacks out.
Buzzing.
Jimins face contorts into discomfort. His skin feels like it's buzzing.
With his eyes still closed he moves his hands and rubs his arms. He feels weird.
Then it hits him.
Undeniable, agonizing, painful yearning.
He shoots up, eyes flying open as his breathing becomes erratic. He- he needs something. Someone.
Yoongi!
Jimin looks around frantically, trying to find the God, but he only sees his own room.
He gets to his feet, legs shaky and unbalanced, and wobbles to the main room of the house. He's in nothing but a large shirt that he vaguely registers smells of his God.
When he gets to the main room his eyes are still wide and his mind is running on adrenaline.
"Jimin?!" He hears his brother's voice.
Jimins head snaps over and he sees Jin. He opens his mouth to try to speak but broken whines are all that leave him.
Jin rushes over, "Brother? What are you doing out of-"
"Yoongi!" He gasps out, "Need!" He pushes the word from his chest as his legs give way and he starts falling to the ground.
Jin catches him just in time, arms wrapping around the man, "Brother, Jimin, it is ok. He wanted you to wake up somewhere familiar when you came to. Around familiar faces so you would not be overwhelmed with the change. He told me when you awake to bring you to him."
Jimin looks at his brother with wide eyes, hands clawing at his shirt, "T- Take me! Him! To him!"
Jin nods as he takes his brother's hands in his, "Ok- ok ,my love. It's ok. Breathe. I'll take you to him, you just have to breathe first."
Jimin takes a deep breath but the growing pit in his gut only deepens. He looks at his brother, "Please, Jin. Now."
Jin stands and holds out his hand to Jimin, "Come now. Let us go find your God."
When they leave the house Jimin has to squint. Everything seems so much brighter. The smells are so much stronger.
When his eyes finally adjust he notices the stares. Everyone they pass, their eyes follow them. Most look on in awe, but some in jealousy.
It is then that Jimin remembers how the villagers saw him last. How he was exposed in front of everyone. How his body was held up and used for pleasuring his lord.
The thought makes his stomach flip and a strange warm liquid begins to wet his hole.
Jimin follows his brother to the edge of the village to the open field that the presentation was held in. Jimin's cheeks tint red as he sees the spot where the God claimed him. The grass was ripped from the areas where he clung to the ground.
They walked to the trees and bushes that signaled the beginning of the forest. Jimin stops in front of them while Jin begins stepping into the forest.
"Brother! What are you doing?" Jimin hisses.
Jin looks back with a laugh, "This is the way to see your God. He lives in these woods."
Jimin's stomach twists. They had always been told to keep away from the forest. That it has wild beasts and monsters.
But if Yoongi was in there...
Jimin nods, face holding a bit more apprehension then he wished for it to, "Ok. For Yoongi."
They walk into the woods and it is like they have been transported to a different world. The wild flowers and berry bushes are lain like a carpet over the earthen ground. The tall trees block out most sunlight, making Jimin's eyes sting a little less.
Jin grabs his hand, "Come now. He said to follow this path."
They walk for a while, Jimin's stomach turning to knots as he thinks of his God. So many possibilities spring to mind. Would the God reject him now that the moment has passed? Would the God be kind? Or arrogant? What if they didn't get along? Would Yoongi force him to stay?
"I think this is it." Jin's voice broke Jimin's train of thought.
Jimin looks up and sees a quaint cottage. It's covered with vines and flowers are blooming everywhere even in the chill of November.
Jin smiles at his brother, "Well, what are you waiting for, baby brother? Go to your mate. I am sure he has been waiting as patiently as possible these past few days for you to wake."
Jimin takes a deep breath and looks at the cottage again before turning back to Jin, "Wh- What if it was all a mistake? What if he does not accept me?"
Jin's smile softens, "Oh Jimin, I do not think you need to worry about that. You did not see the way he was with you when he carried you home after the presentation. I was already home, I decided to take my leave early when I realized what you two were going to- ah- do together," the tips of his ears reddened, "And when he came to our door he was holding you so gently. Kept looking down at you, eyes could barely leave your face. When he finally put you down he caressed your face and whispered something I could not make out but knew was full of adoration."
Jin takes Jimin's hands in his, "I promise my brother, there is nothing but love and happiness that awaits you in that house."
A slow, small smile creeps onto Jimin's lips as his cheeks turn warm. He can not look at his brother as he speaks, "Ok. I think I will go then."
Jin pulls him to his body in a tight hug, "Make sure to visit, you hear me? At least once a month!"
Jimin laughs, "Oh brother, I will see you more than that!"
Then they pull apart and Jimin sets his sights on the cottage. He leaves his brother and walks up to the door. He knocks softly, awaiting an answer.
It is after a moment when the door opens wide and Yoongi steps into the doorway. When the god's eyes land on Jimin they soften and a small smile comes to his lips.
"My mate." He whispers quietly.
Jimin can not help the smile that spreads across his lips, "Yes, my love?" He asks softly.
Yoongi wraps a strong arm around Jimin's body and pulls him close, connecting their lips in a tender kiss.
When Yoongi pulls away his face stays close to Jimin as he inhales his beautiful scent, "I've been waiting for you."