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It was a mistake.
A big mistake. Huge. Jungkook broke rule number one in the employee handbook. The same handbook he and Yoongi had diligently put together when they first started their heat and rut business out of their dorm room their sophomore year of college.
See, 20 year old Jungkook knew what 29 year old Jungkook had forgotten: There was no room for messy entanglements when running a business that services alphas and omegas during their heats and ruts. And what was happening at the current moment? Oh boy was it messy.
Leaving his highest earning employee off the schedule for the entire week because his wolf was feeling possessive of the omega it was inches away from claiming when he offered to help him during his heat a week ago was messy. Very messy.
And yet it didn’t stop Jungkook from doing exactly that. So what if it was bad for business? It was the best thing he could do for his heart. Besides, he could easily make an argument that he wouldn’t be able to focus on the business if he was worrying about who Taehyung was with. Yoongi would eventually understand and if he didn’t, he would deal with Yoongi’s histrionics and chastisements later.
Who was he kidding? It was easy to be brave about what was to come when the people who would be asking him all kinds of questions weren’t around him.
Jungkook sat at his large mahogany desk massaging his temples. His black hair, parted in the middle, was now falling forward slightly obscuring his forehead. He truly had no idea what he was going to tell the omega when he opened the business up in one hour and Taehyung discovered he wasn’t on the schedule at all. The alpha sighed; even thinking of him made him feel all kinds of warm and fuzzy. Taehyung was the type of omega that made following the rules hard, he was the type of wolf Jungkook would throw the handbook away and shout ‘fuck the rules’ for. If only Taehyung felt the same way about him…
And if only he had not been worried about the consequences of his actions and had slept more than an hour the night before. He might have been able to stay awake. The alpha could feel himself dozing off, leaning back on his chair as sleep caught up to him, and his problems drifted far away.
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It all started nine years ago with a dream two friends had of making a quick buck. Yoongi’s heat was coming up and he was complaining to Jungkook that he didn’t want to spend it alone nor did he want to spend it with just any partner. Especially not an unknown alpha. Yoongi had had experiences in the past that made him swear off alphas completely. Experiences that haunted him enough that he would rather look to a beta or omega to help him through his heat.
Jungkook was the only alpha Yoongi trusted. They had been friends since they were both pups. They were like brothers, so much so that even when Yoongi presented as an omega and Jungkook a few months later as an alpha neither one even batted an eye and continued on as usual. But when it came time for Yoongi to deal with his heats, Jungkook had to get creative with how he helped his best friend out.
It started out simply with a few friends he knew that were looking for rut and heat partners.
And while it may have started as a way of helping Yoongi with his heats, word quickly spread and soon more omegas were seeking JK out asking for help with their heat needs, earning him the nickname Mr. Right. ‘Campus flyers read: Need help with your rut and heat? For a good time call… Ruts and Heats handled right.’
After all, who needed to have an alpha or omega mate, when Mr. Right himself could help them find the perfect no strings attached match for their needs? JK knew that it was time to expand the simple system he had implemented when alphas began reaching out asking for assistance as well and the demand for service tripled.
All it took was a sentence from Yoongi for the idea to grow in his head.
“Imagine how much money we could make if we turned this into a business?”
And that was how what started out as a simple trade system, became such a booming business many years later. To this day, Jungkook can remember sitting for hours in the campus library writing their business plan, trying to figure out the layout for their business. How many employees would they have on rotation, what laundering service should they use for soiled linens? Or should they invest in the machines and do it all in house? What pheromone neutralizing spray would be best? Should they spring for sound proofing in the walls? Would they cater to kinks or stick to plain ‘ole vanilla? After hours of hammering out all the details and the ‘what ifs, ‘could theys’ and ‘should theys’ they came up with what they affectionately called the holy grail. The handbook that contained all the answers to all the questions they could possibly come up with…well most of the answers anyway.
Because as much as he looked through the book, and trust that the alpha looked through it thoroughly, there was no answer in there for what to do when the boss falls in love with his employee.
And that right there was the crux of Jungkook’s problem. Because it wasn’t just that he slept with his employee, it’s not that he was lusting for his employee, it was that he fell in love with him.
Taehyung was everything Jungkook was not. Taehyung with his chin length blue locks and boho attire was a stark contrast against Jungkook’s conventional short black hair and his button downs, ties and slacks attire. Taehyung was spontaneous and free spirited. Jungkook thrived on schedules and routines. Taehyung could fuck and forget, Jungkook made love to remember.
None of this stopped Jungkook’s silly heart from beating faster when the omega walked in the room. Nor did it hinder the change in his demeanor when Taehyung was ‘with a client’. And if strawberries were always available in the break room when a certain omega worked because they happened to be that certain omega’s favorite snack in between sessions— well then no one needed to know that it was Jungkook’s doing.
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Jungkook was sleeping in the office when Yoongi walked in. They normally tried to get down to the office 30 minutes to an hour before it opened. When they had first started their venture, it was Jungkook who had come up with the idea of buying an entire building instead of just renting out a store front. Yoongi, his omega business partner, had initially thought it foolish to squander their hard earned money on a dilapidated building.
The alpha had thrown himself to the repairs of their business, brick by brick, room by room. He started with the ground floor, creating a pleasing and respectable store front for their business, saving the repairing of offices and break rooms for later. Jungkook knew that in order to get the business flowing he needed to get some of the rut and heat rooms operational. So he worked on one heat room on the second floor to get things started, and then a rut room in the basement. The one thing both Yoongi and Jungkook had agreed on is that they didn’t want their employees doing house calls for unvetted or new customers, so he wanted to make sure he had somewhere the employees could use in the meantime.
When he had first shared the plans with Yoongi, the omega had called him a dreamer. And maybe the alpha was. After all, he was certainly a romantic in his quest for love. Perhaps those ideals had bleed into other facets of his life as well. But even though Yoongi considered himself more of a realist when it came to love and dreams. He trusted Jungkook more than anyone, so when the alpha had come to him with the design plans, and a dream, despite his initial reluctance, he followed the alpha blindly and gave up his apartment and the rent he paid to free up more money for renovations. Jungkook and he lived on the top floor for months during the renovation with only 2 mattresses and sparse furniture to their name.
But they both worked hard and stuck to their principles, routines and rules because those things kept the business running fluidly. But as Yoongi eyed his partner and best friend who was currently knocked out on the desk in front of him, softly moaning in his sleep, he wondered if perhaps all the rules and routines were finally taking a toll on the alpha. The omega decided to let the alpha sleep some more. Yoongi could open the doors on his own this morning, and could afford to give Jungkook some well needed rest.
Jungkook, for his part, was dreaming of a certain omega, the same omega who he had thrown the rulebook out the window for.
The three nights they had spent together were replaying in his mind on loop. It was a Friday night when Taehyung had walked into Jungkook’s office. The alpha cleared off his desk preparing to close the store front for the night. The only room occupied this weekend was rented out by Namjoon, one of their regulars, who was in one of the downstairs rut rooms. He had hired Hoseok, an alpha, and Jin, an omega for the weekend to pass his rut with. Jimin had the weekend off and Jungkook hadn’t seen Yoongi for hours. Everyone else had left for the day except Taehyung, who sauntered into his office like he owned it.
“So, what are you up to this weekend boss ?” The omega stressed ‘boss’ in a way that had a chill running up the alpha’s spine. Anything the omega uttered in his velvety baritone voice always had Jungkook reeling but there was something in the way he said it now that had the alpha taking pause.
Jungkook looked up to see the omega biting his lip coyly as he plopped down on the alpha’s desk. Not caring what paperwork he crushed. The alpha sighed, not because he was annoyed at Taehyung’s behavior but rather because Taehyung had taken his scent blockers off and his sweet vanilla scent was wafting into the alpha’s nostrils and Jungkook was nothing if not week for that scent. He did his best to school his features.
“What do you want, Tae?”
Taehyung gasped, feigning surprise, his hand clutching at imaginary pearls. “Can’t an employee just inquire about his boss’s weekend plans? Why must I want something in return? You wound me, boss.”
The alpha’s eyes widened in surprise. “Oh, no. I didn’t mean…it just looked like…I just thought.” Jungkook could feel himself panicking that he had offended the omega. There was a soft sheen on the omega’s skin that kept Jungkook mesmerized and looking perhaps too long into the omega’s eyes.
Taehyung stilled for a moment and then busted out laughing hysterically. “I’m just fucking with you, boss. I was just making some small talk before my ride got here.” The omega laughed again, his eyes warm. “You shoulda seen your face. He clapped a hand on his boss’s shoulder still laughing as he suddenly stumbled off of the desk.
“Oh.” The omega uttered weakly.
Jungkook’s hands immediately went to the omega’s waist to steady him. “Tae! Are you alright?” He could hear the omega breathing heavily.
“Yeah. Yeah. Just got dizzy all of a sudden.” Without realizing what he was doing, the omega started nuzzling the alpha’s neck as if searching for his scent gland, annoyed when he couldn’t perceive it.
“Tae? Wh-what are you d-doing?” The alpha stuttered feeling loopy from the sudden burst of omega pheromones in the room.
“Hm?” The omega continued nose-ing by where the alpha’s scent gland should have been, fiddling with the scent blocker patch there. His hand had found its way to the alpha’s chest and was leisurely trailing down towards the alpha’s navel.
“You’re s-cent—” The alpha felt his composure falling, his breaths were coming in heavy, each one more difficult than the next.
“Hm?” Taehyung asked again as he inched his body closer to the alpha, making the alpha shudder more. “What about my scent?” He asked as he slowly managed to lift up the scent blocker the alpha had been wearing. “mmm…so good.” Taehyung murmured as he continued to peel the patch off with each nuzzle, revealing more and more of that lavender smell the omega had been searching for.
“I- I think you're going into h-heat, Tae…you’re scent it’s—” The alpha tried his best to get the words out but now that the omega had completely lifted the scent blocker off, it was hard to formulate complete thoughts.
Especially when Taehyung began scenting the alpha in earnest, licking big strips over Jungkook’s scent gland. Then Taehyung began to slowly rut against Jungkook’s body. The omega’s right hand now working its up to Jungkook’s nape and his left one braced against the alpha’s shoulder. Jungkook’s grip on Taehyung’s waist was tightening.
“Mmm… you like it? Just for you, alpha.” Taehyung’s tongue caressed Jungkook’s skin much like it had caressed around the word alpha. The hand he had by the alpha’s nape now working at the other scent blocker.
Jungkook could barely process what was happening— one minute, he was closing up the shop and the next the omega of his dreams had been scenting him and calling him alpha.
“Tae, I think y-your heat must have come early—”
“Come? Mmm…not due for another week. Scheduled it for next week.” Taehyung said as his body looked for friction against the alpha’s, a delicious moan escaped from the omega’s mouth when he found what he was looking for.
“I- I think you're going into h-heat Tae…you’re scent it’s—” The alpha tried his best to get the words out but now that the omega had completely lifted the scent blocker off, it was hard to formulate complete thoughts.
Especially when Taehyung began scenting the alpha in earnest, licking big strips over Jungkook’s scent gland. Then Taehyung began to slowly rut against Jungkook’s body. The omega’s right hand now working its up to Jungkook’s nape and his left one braced against the alpha’s shoulder. Jungkook’s grip on Taehyung’s waist was tightening.
“Mmm… you like it? Just for you, alpha.” Taehyung’s tongue caressed Jungkook’s skin much like it had caressed around the word alpha. The hand he had by the alpha’s nape now working at the other scent blocker.
Jungkook could barely process what was happening— one minute, he was closing up the shop and the next the omega of his dreams had been scenting him and calling him alpha.
“Tae, I think y-your heat it must have come early—”
“Come?” Taehyung lifted his head briefly, smirking. His eyes were half lidded as he licked his lips. “Mmm…not due for another week…on the schedule…” Taehyung said the half articulated sentences as his face made its way to the other side of Jungkook’s throat and his body looked for friction against the alpha’s. A delicious moan escaped from the omega’s mouth when he found what he was looking for.
The alpha clutched Taehyung harder, surprising the groan that was threatening to spill out. “I c-can open a heat room for you, call your usual heat partner for you.”
“Don’t have one.” The omega replied as he nipped at Jungkook’s other scent gland.
“You don’t have a heat partner?”
Taehyung pressed against the alpha suggestively once more, and Jungkook was more than sure the omega could feel the bulge that was rapidly forming in his pants. “Looks like I do now, right big boy?”
“W-we shouldn’t. I shouldn’t. I’m your boss. It’s not right… the rules… I… oh god .” Jungkook shuddered as Taehyung pressed his palm against Jungkook’s erection. “I can open the room then, and get you some toys then.” Because Jungkook could say no. In fact, he should say no. He should step away. He was the boss. He was in charge. This was Tae’s heat talking, he wasn’t in his right senses, but Jungkook couldn’t bring himself to walk away.
Taehyung made Jungkook yelp as he found his way to the shell of his ear and licked around it, nibbling the tip before he whispered “I’m still within the window of consent.”
It was as if he was reading the alpha’s mind. Jungkook froze. “Wh-what did you say?”
The omega tilted away from the alpha’s neck to look him in the face. “I said, you have my full consent.”
“You don’t know what you’re asking me for…I’m your b-boss. You’re an employee. If anyone found out…” Jungkook licked his lips, unable to hide his own arousal now. His lavender scent weighed hot in the air. The need there, palpable, despite the trepidation his actions held. He took a few steps back hoping that the space between them would give him clarity, let him think straight. His thoughts were muddled between what he wanted to do and what he should do.
“I know exactly what I want. And right now, the shop’s closed so you aren’t my boss. And I’m not your employee.” Taehyung stalked back towards the handsome raven haired man. “I’m just an omega standing in front of an alpha, asking him to fuck me.”
The alpha’s doe eyes grew larger as he took in the omega’s words, his hands instinctively going to the omega’s waist to hold him there. He was still too stunned to do anything else. His gaze washed over Taehyung’s face, uncertain.
Taehyung, seeming to sense the hesitation that lingered in the alpha, leaned in to press a kiss at the corner of the alpha’s lips. He purred the words as his lips ghosted the alpha’s, “Be a good pup and help your omega with his heat, hm?”
Holy shit.
Any self control he had managed to muster was shred the moment he felt the gentle press of the omega’s lips against his.
“Fuck the handbook.” The alpha moaned as he threw himself into the kiss.
The omega’s arms wrapped around Jungkook’s nape, as the alpha’s hands slid lower cupping the omega’s ass, lifting Taehyung up and deepening the kiss. Jungkook managed to walk them to the elevator in the office. It was the only way up to the ‘penthouse’ floor, otherwise known as Jungkook and Yoongi’s apartments. He selfishly didn’t want to take Taehyung to a heat room. He didn’t want any part of what was about to happen to feel like a transaction or a service. Taehyung had consented, and Jungkook wanted this. Had dreamed of this since he first laid eyes on the omega.
Taehyung raised an eyebrow when he saw where the alpha was taking him, he had never seen his boss’s apartment. But tonight, the alpha wasn’t his boss. He was just Jungkook. And just Jungkook couldn’t help but pepper kisses all over the omega's face.
When the elevator stopped, Jungkook pivoted to the door on the left and opened it. He could hear noises coming from Yoongi’s side of the apartment, but he was too engrossed by the scent of vanilla exploding from the omega in his arms, wrapping around him like a cocoon till all his senses had been taking over. Taehyung was all he could see, smell, and touch and oh god did he ache to taste him. The alpha brought him straight into his bedroom, not even bothering to go through the common areas.
Jungkook laid the omega on the bed, staring at him deeply. Trying to figure out all the secrets held in those fathomless eyes of his.
“Are you sure you want to do this…with me?” The alpha asked yet again, wanting to be completely sure before they proceeded.
The omega got on his knees on the bed and waved his index finger as if asking the alpha to step forward, which the alpha undoubtedly followed. “Let me show you how sure I am.” Taehyung purred as he grabbed Jungkook’s slacks and began to lower the zipper.
“Woah. What are you doing?” Jungkook grabbed the omega’s wrist, stilling his hand.
“What does it look like? I’m going to suck you off.” The omega chuckled as he tried to shake the alpha’s hand off his wrist to continue.
This is always how the omega had started off any session, by taking care of the alpha. Making sure that the alpha got what they needed out of the session. After all, they were the ones paying, and if the omega employee enjoyed themselves it was a bonus, but the main goal was always to satisfy the client’s needs. And Taehyung knew exactly how to do that. After all, there was a reason Taehyung was employee of the month for so many months running.
Except that this wasn’t a session and Jungkook wasn’t a client. And the alpha wanted to make damn well sure the omega understood the difference.
“Tsk. Tsk.” The alpha wagged his finger in the omega’s face. “I need to take care of you first, my wild flower.”
Taehyung gasped softly. Whether at the term of endearment or the idea that Jungkook was going to take care of the omega’s needs first, it was hard to tell. He schooled his features trying to feign a mask of coolness. “Sure thing, pup.”
Jungkook smiled, “Perfect. Let’s start in the shower shall we?” The alpha reached out a hand to the bewildered omega, helping him up and leading him to the en suite. Raven haired man wanted to make sure Taehyung felt taken care of from head to toe. He turned on the water, made sure it was just a notch above warm and then helped the omega divest his clothing, the alpha’s following suit shortly after.
Jungkook made sure the omega had felt cherished as he kneaded the lithe beauty’s body, massaging each inch of skin he encountered as he soothed the omega’s aching muscles with a sweet smelling body wash that smelled of both lavender and vanilla. It was driving the omega crazy.
Every touch from the alpha on his skin sent Taehyung careening into bouts of bliss. The way Jungkook gave attention to every freckle, mole and muscle in Taehyung’s body made the omega feel so cared for and cherished. When Jungkook lightly slid the tips of his fingers across Taehyung’s pebbled nipples, the omega let out a sinful moan. One that the alpha was only too glad to stifle with his mouth as he leaned in to press kiss after kiss after kiss to those supple plump lips. He walked the omega backwards as the water continued to cascade against their bodies, until the omega was pressed against the wall. Jungkook continued the massage he had started on the omega as his hands trailed down lower to the omega’s hard and leaking cock.
The alpha stroked it masterfully, making the sensitive omega come after a few minutes. He used Taehyung’s own slick and cum to help lubricate the omega’s entrance and then expertly fingered him open. Like everything else he was doing, he did it leisurely, worshipping the omega’s body with each thrust of his fingers upward, allowing him to feel the alpha’s raw and unadulterated devotion to him with each touch, each caress, each movement.
Once he had thoroughly taken care of the omega—massaged him, shampooed him, cleaned him and opened him up thoroughly—Jungkook turned off the water, dried him and carried him out. The alpha laid him on the bed and stared at him with eyes so lost in the omega’s depths that he was sure that he would never be able to find his way out. The omega whined at the loss of the alpha’s body heat, staring back at him with hungry eyes and a hint of something else Jungkook couldn’t quite name.
“Need you, alpha.” Taehyung rasped in a voice so seductive, the alpha shuddered as he climbed onto the bed. “Need your cock to fill me…want it.”
“Whatever you need, my wild flower,” The alpha coo’d in the omega’s ear as he lined up his cock and thrusted in slowly. With every inch he pressed in, he joined them even closer. Jungkook was nervous and excited but more than anything, he wanted to make sure that Taehyung was okay. That he was giving the omega everything he needed: worshipping his body, cherishing his soul, and soothing his heart.
He whispered poetry as he made love to the omega over and over again. Each time finding a new way to taste him, a new way to give the omega pleasure. All the while also finding time in between to make sure the omega was fed and stayed hydrated.
This was heaven. It was pure unadulterated bliss. A nirvana from which the alpha hoped never to return. Even if it was only temporary, he loved being Taehyung’s alpha. Loved being able to take care of him and make him feel good. Jungkook adored hearing the way the omega screamed his name as he fell apart. And Taehyung, for his part, seemed like he had no complaints, which made the alpha happy. But as the weekend started unwinding, the alpha knew that his time with his wildflower was coming to an end. He was prepared to let go, prepared to go back to normal as soon as Taehyung’s heat was over. What he wasn’t prepared for were the words he heard come out of the omega’s mouth during their last round of sex.
“Knot me.”
The alpha stuttered mid-thrust. “Wh-what?”
“I said…knot me, alpha.”
“Tae…” The alpha shook his head. ‘I can’t… I shouldn’t… we’re not…”
Taehyung’s eyes glistened with desire. “Please, pup. I need it.” He keened putting his hands around the alpha’s hips to push him in further, deeper.
Jungkook could feel his resolve crumbling. How could he deny the omega, when he had promised to give him everything he needed? His wolf was only too eager to comply, he could feel the knot expanding, latching itself to the omega’s slick stained rim and growing bigger and bigger.
As they were locked together, Jungkook couldn’t help but stare into the omega’s eyes, and Taehyung couldn’t help but do the same. They both knew that the haze of the heat was over; they were both now quite cognizant of what was happening. But neither said a thing. And when the knot grew uncomfortable, Jungkook was all too glad to pepper kisses on the omega’s face to sooth him, and of course it made a good excuse to break the intense stare that both had been locked into.
There was a reason that alpha’s normally didn’t knot omegas who weren’t their mates, or they weren’t in a relationship with. Alphas were, by instinct, territorial and the idea that an omega could be carrying their pups made alphas feel a sense of ownership, a primal claim towards the omega, for carrying the alpha’s seed. It was exactly why Heat and Rut Services did not allow its alpha employees nor its alpha clients to knot omegas internally, when penetrating them. If a knot is to occur, it must be dealt with externally–to avoid such claiming and antiquated brutish behaviors. It was all in the handbook, the same handbook the alpha had proverbially tossed to the side the moment he agreed to sleep with his employee, with his…Taehyung.
The word now curling into his throat, threatening to escape, was choking him. He was struggling to hold onto it, and not unleash something he had no business or right to exclaim. He could sense the omega, as if his beautiful wildflower was expecting something, or waiting for something but the alpha wasn’t sure exactly what. He bit his lip in a desperate last attempt to stop his stupid alpha brain from claiming the omega. And even though he held it back, as he felt the knot deflate and his cum and seed coat the omega’s walls white—the word was still there.
Left unspoken but not unfelt.
MINE.