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Changbin was happy he was going to be a dad, so very happy, but being new to this whole shifter thing no one had warned him about the consequences of multiple hormonal pregnant omegas in one pack simultaneously. Their emotions were more intense than the others, which made them more present within the pack bond, which again made them feed off each other’s emotions and spiral into even stronger emotions. The happy emotions were amplified, which was lovely, but they’d also be sobbing for an hour at something as small as seeing a cute bunny in the yard.
It was tiring, Changbin was tired, and the pups hadn’t even been born yet. Hyunjin in particular was horny literally non-stop and Changbin at this point was scared his knot was gonna fall right off. He was constantly taking care of Hyunjin, and he loved doing so, no one was making him, but he was tired and needed a break. For a moment he felt like someone needed to take care of him, but he didn’t have that type of relationship with anyone in the pack, so instead he called out that he was off to chop some wood and he ran.
He ran, and he ran, until he was well out in the woods where he knew no one would find him, especially since both Hyunjin and Jisung had lost a great deal of mobility at this point. He’d discovered an uninhabited cave while out hunting a while back and he hadn’t told anyone about it, so he figured he could hide out there for a bit, maybe take a nap without being woken up by a crying Hyunjin because Seungmin had made them strawberry pancakes when he’d wanted blueberry pancakes instead.
Changbin wasn’t running away from his responsibilities, not when he had a whole pack as backup. Sure, Hyunjin defaulted to him because he was his mate, but the rest of the pack was more than capable of taking care of him for a bit while Changbin took an undisturbed nap to recharge. He was still new to pack life, and after going from living in solitude to living surrounded by people at all times sometimes it got a little overwhelming.
This was one of those moments, his alpha agitated and close to the surface. He didn’t want to end up snapping at his mate, not when he obviously loved him so dearly, loved his entire pack so dearly, so for everyone involved it’d be better if he took this moment to calm down. When he approached the cave, he was surprised to find the area smelling of campfire though, a flickering glow coming from inside the cave.
Someone else was there? In their pack’s territory without permission? Instantly, Changbin felt a growl building in his throat, his alpha which’d already been lingering now roaring to the surface in the intense need to protect. Protect his territory. Protect his pack. Protect his omega. Protect his pup. Protect, protect, protect. So he growled out, entering the cave, only to find himself grabbed by the scruff of his neck like a pup, his eyes meeting another alpha’s staring down at him so scoldingly it made Changbin feel small and want to submit. “What do you think you’re doing? Just because Chan lets you toss him around doesn’t mean you can attack any alpha that outranks you.”
Minho… that was Minho’s voice, Changbin just hadn’t been able to smell him because Minho had always smelled of campfire to him, and the actual campfire Minho had built inside the cave was masking his scent. “W-What’re you doing here?” Changbin asked when Minho finally released him and moved back over to sit down beside the campfire.
“What do you think? Probably the same as you, I’m hiding,” Minho replied, tossing a stick into the fire to keep it going. “I was enjoying some peace and quiet until you decided to come in and posture on me.”
“How did you know about this place?” Changbin asked, still confused on why Minho was in his cave.
“This has been our pack territory for years, baby alpha. I know every square inch of it, as does everyone else in the pack,” Minho said, in that infuriatingly mocking and amused tone that never failed to rile Changbin’s alpha up further. Changbin felt his cheek flush red at being put in his place by Minho, reminding him once again for how little time Changbin had been an alpha and that he was far from the top dog in the territory.
Minho and him had never quite gotten rid of that competitive alpha tension, and a large part of that was probably because they hadn’t spent much time with each other privately. They’d gone straight from rivalry to becoming pack members to both having pregnant omegas and being preoccupied with them. They’d come to love each other through their regular shared domestic pack life, but they still didn’t really have an established one-on-one relationship. Perhaps… spending some time with him bonding over their shared misery wouldn’t be a bad idea.
“I’m not a baby alpha anymore,” Changbin mumbled, though the pout with which he said it just made Minho raise an eyebrow in amusement, wordlessly saying that Changbin was just proving his point. “Whatever, can I join you in hiding then?”
“Sure,” Minho replied with a shrug, scooting to the side to make place for changbin on the log he’d been using as a bench by the fire. “So, Jinnie has been a handful as well?” he asked, to which Changbin groaned in agreement as he lowered himself down to sit on the log.
“I love him more than anything but god, did I need a break from the hormones,” Changbin replied, actually kinda glad he’d found someone who could freely share this with without feeling judged, since Minho was going through the same thing. He should’ve thought of this sooner, a support group for alphas with expecting omegas.
“I’m sure he has it worse, he’s doing all the hard work, so I don’t like to complain, but Chan has understandably been stressed out of his mind as well so I’ve been trying to help him relax too and I’m tired and I wish someone would take care of me for once,” Changbin said, before blushing as he realised what he’d just said out loud because of the devilish smirk Minho was sending him. “I- I mean, not like-”
“No, no, please, do explain what you mean by ‘taking care of you’.”
“Nothing, I’m sorry, that sounded ungrateful, the pack has given me a home and love and a family. They do take care of me,” Changbin quickly replied, realising his words could be taken the wrong way and not wanting to mess up the already fragile relationship between him and Minho.
“I don’t think that’s what you meant though, is it?” Minho smirked, placing his hand on Changbin’s knee and slowly dragging up. “I think you just want to be the one with that ‘head empty’ dazed smile for once, don’t you?”
“I-, uhm, I-” Changbin stammered, unable to form coherent sentences while Minho’s hand was sliding up his thigh. That was new, that was definitely new. The two of them were involved in group sex, but never one-on-one, and even when it was with the pack they didn’t drift towards each other. They kissed sometimes, but even that usually felt like a battle for dominance neither of them really wanted to fight.
Their alphas hadn’t figured out their dynamic yet, and it was something they’d have to address sooner or later… perhaps now was the time, and considering the way he was reacting to Minho Changbin suspected Minho was going to come out on top… literally. It was to be expected, considering Minho was older than him and the more senior pack member, but that still didn’t mean Changbin’s alpha had been ready to just accept it.
“At a loss for words? Baby alpha hasn’t learned how to speak yet?” Minho cooed, and Changbin’s brain was going absolutely haywire. His alpha felt furious at getting belittled, yet at the same time he wanted to expose his neck and submit to the older alpha. He was breathing hard, trying to control that anger he felt, knowing Minho was riling him up on purpose. The anger was still something he had to get used to, he’d always had a short temper but he hadn’t known he could feel emotions like anger and possessiveness and protectiveness so strongly until he presented. Chan and Minho had had years of practice in training their control, but for Changbin it was mere months, and he often found himself struggling still.
Minho regularly pushed him on purpose to force him to train his control, because no one wanted a rogue alpha who couldn’t control his emotions around newborn pups, but Changbin also suspected Minho simply enjoyed riling him up. Today was definitely one of those days where Minho was doing it just for the sake of it, just to get a reaction out of Changbin. Minho was probably just as frustrated and agitated as Changbin himself was, his alpha picking a fight to have a way out for that tension building up inside of them.
“Minho…” Changbin hissed out through his teeth, clearly exercising all control he had to not snap at the older alpha, eyes trained on the hand that was still on his thigh. “What’re you doing?”
“Taking care of you.”
“That’s not… that’s not what I meant, and you know that. Fuck off.”
“Isn’t it?” Minho smirked, sliding his hand further up Changbin’s thigh, though making sure not to actually touch him without permission and give him the chance to back out. “So this is leaving you unaffected?”
“You’re one of my partners, of course it isn’t,” Changbin growled out in annoyance.
"You say I'm your partner, but you've never let me touch you like that though…"
"It's different, for us, you know it is. My alpha, he struggles."
"Your alpha doesn't struggle with Channie though, does he?"
"That's because with Chan I feel in control but around you I feel like… like…"
"Around me, you feel like what?"
"I don't know, it's dumb, nevermind,” Changbin mumbled, nudging Minho’s hand back lower down his thigh.
"How about we make a bet, you and I,” Minho said, undeterred by Changbin’s initial rejection. “You let me try to tame that alpha of yours, and if I fail or you don't relax the way I think you will, I'll let you do whatever you want to me."
"Whatever I want? Even if it's to make you my bitch in front of the entire pack?"
"Crude way to say it," Minho replied with an amused snort. "But yes. I'm that confident I can handle the baby alpha."
“Interesting… and what exactly would this ‘taming’ entail?”
“It means you’d submit to me.”
“My alpha would never.”
“I’d make it.”
“Try me,” Changbin growled out in reply, and it was all the permission Minho needed to pounce on Changbin, shoving the other alpha to lay on his back on top of the log with Minho hovering over him.
Changbin’s every inch of his being protested the move, a deep growl rumbling in his chest as he bared his teeth at Minho warningly. “This isn’t working. Stop.”
Minho just smirked, grabbing Changbin’s wrists and pinning them above his head on the log with one hand. “I’m not giving up that easily, we want to tame that alpha of yours, don’t we? It’ll be better for the pack in the end if we work through it together. We’ll use the stoplight system, yellow and I’ll slow down and red if you need me to stop. Anything but yellow and red I will consider your alpha being a brat and ignore, okay?”
Changbin just growled at him again, narrowing his eyes.
“Okay?” Minho asked again, tone more pointed now.
“Yes,” Changbin snapped, giving his wrists a tug but finding them firmly pinned down by Minho.
“Good pup.”
“That’s Chan, not me.”
“Hmmm you look more like a big teddy bear anyway, good cub~”
“Cub??” Changbin asked, tone offended but blush betraying that maybe a part of him didn’t hate it all that much.
“It suits you, you’re big and intimidating as a bear,” Minho said, which made Changbin’s chest puff with pride beneath him. “You're as protective as a momma bear over the pack, and Hyunjin especially… can only imagine how protective you’ll get once the pups are born… but you’re also so sweet and cuddly once one gets to know you,” he added with a small smile, using his free hand to play with Changbin’s soft curly hair. “You’re gonna be such a good dad.”
“I hate you.”
“No you don’t,” Minho replied quickly, leaning closer to Changbin. “You and I both know that you’re stronger than me, if you really hated me so much you would’ve thrown me off,” he said, leaning in further to lick a long stripe up Changbin’s neck, right over his scent gland which made his pine scent explode and blend beautifully with Minho’s campfire scent. “We smell good together, cub.”
“Stop calling me that.”
“No,” Minho replied resolutely. “You like it, I can see that you like it. You have your pup in Chan, and I have my cub in you.”
“I’m not yours.”
“Not yet, but you will be. Give it a few hours.”
“You’re so arrogant,” Changbin snapped back in annoyance.
“Not arrogant, just confident.” Minho smirked, opening his mouth and closing his lips around the pack mark Chan had left on Changbin’s neck. Minho was confident, but not dumb, steering clear of Hyunjin’s mark on the other side to avoid pushing the other alpha in the ‘red’ or even ‘yellow’ territory. He bit down on top of the mark, not hard enough to break skin but enough to leave a visible indent of his teeth on top of Chan’s. “Mine~”
Apparently this was still a little too intense for Changbin’s comfort though, who surged up and rolled them over onto the dirt, straddling Minho and clenching his fists around the fabric of his shirt in anger, panting hard as he leaned over him. “I don’t know if I want to fight you or fuck you,” he admitted, baring his teeth at Minho again. "It's like my brain has short-circuited and the signals are going haywire."
“Neither of those will help us accomplish our goal,” Minho replied calmly, not seeming the least bit fazed by the way Changbin’s fists were clutching his shirt so hard he could hear the seams ripping.
“And what, exactly, is our goal again? I thought it was to destress, and I think both of those will accomplish that goal just fine,” Changbin replied, giving the fabric a hard tug so it really did tear, leaving Minho’s chest bare and on display. Instantly Changbin’s hands found the bare skin, cupping Minho’s chest in his hands. “I’m leaning towards fucking.”
“The goal is to rein in your alpha, cub,” Minho replied, smoothly rolling them over again so he had Changbin pinned on the floor below him. “You’ve been fucking Hyunjin non-stop and it didn’t bring you the relief you were looking for. You said it yourself, you need to be taken care of for once, so let me. You literally just tore up my shirt, we can’t have you like this around pups.”
“You were hiding out in a cave too, don’t act like I’m the only one frustrated,” Changbin snapped back, digging his nails into Minho’s back.
“Oh I never said I wasn’t, I just need something else than you do to get it out of my system,” Minho replied, closing his eyes, clearly enjoying the way Changbin’s nails dug into his flesh. “You want to be taken care of, and I want to toss someone around. Can’t do that to Sungie anymore, no matter how much he might say it’s fine still.”
“So you’re enjoying this,” Changbin replied, clawing his nails down Minho’s back. “You enjoy that my alpha fights back.”
“Mmhmm, love taming a brat,” Minho replied, that infuriating smirk still plastered on his face as he pointedly started grinding his crotch against Changbin’s.
“I told you before, you’re not going to be able to tame me.”
“And I told you before, that we’ll see about that.”
“I can’t promise you I won’t actually fight you if you keep riling my alpha up.”
“Maybe a fight and a fuck is what I’m looking for to destress,” Minho replied with a sly smirk. “You have your stoplight system, and it goes for me too. As long as neither of us says yellow or red, anything goes, okay? Let’s finally let our alphas decide the pecking order, cub,” Minho said, sliding his hand up Changbin’s chest and loosely wrapping it around his throat. “Fight me.”
Changbin instantly surged up, snarling and smacking the hand away from his throat before roughly shoving Minho off him. He jumped up, shoving Minho against the rock wall and tearing the scraps left of his shirt off, a move which was echoed by Minho who tore Changbin’s shirt off and then tossed it over Changbin’s shoulder into the campfire for good measure.
“You should’ve been an omega, those tits are built to feed pups,” Minho said, cupping Changbin’s chest and massaging them, flicking his thumbs over Changbin’s nipples. “You’re as short as one too. Aren’t you embarrassed your omega is taller than you are?”
“Fuck. Off. Height has nothing to do with being a good alpha,” Changbin sneered at Minho, though he made no move to swat Minho’s hands off his chest. “Chan is shorter than Felix too.”
“You’re awfully defensive about it for someone who claims it has nothing to do with it~”
“I’m big where it matters, I’ll make you feel it.”
“What, this?” Minho replied, tone mocking as he moved one hand to cup Changbin’s crotch. “Only Felix’s cock is shorter than yours.”
“Mine is thick, I have the biggest knot.”
“Means nothing if you don’t know how to use it.”
“Clearly I do, since I have a pup on the way.”
“Well, I have a litter on the way, so I still did better,” Minho said, giving Changbin’s cock a squeeze, smirking at how hard it was already.
Changbin didn’t want to let it get under his skin, knowing damn well that Minho was purposely riling him on and didn’t mean any of it, but he just couldn’t stop his alpha from slowly taking over in a way that he hadn’t felt in a long time. He felt his brain go fuzzy, more primal, his eyes glowing as he felt like every inch of his skin was itching, every item of clothing suddenly aggravating him. He shoved Minho away and tore his clothes off without shame, but it didn’t help. He felt a sudden and intense need, but he couldn’t figure out what it was that he wanted.
Minho noticed the slightly manic expression in Changbin’s eyes though, the way he suddenly had a line of sweat along his hairline, and realised Changbin had seemed a little more in touch with his alpha from the moment he got to the cave. Minho stepped closer again, cupping Changbin’s cheek to make him focus on Minho. “You haven’t had a rut again since presenting, have you? Ruts are less frequent than heats, and especially for the first years after presenting they can be irregular still. It’d make sense…”
“Jinnie… need Jinnie,” Changbin growled out, suddenly turning towards the entrance of the cave, ready to leave but stopped by Minho firmly grabbing his wrist.
“Sorry ‘Bin, I can’t let you see Jinnie like this. He’s fragile and I’ve riled your alpha up too much. I’m sorry for pushing you into rut, I didn’t mean for that to happen, but you can’t see him until you’ve calmed down, you’d be too rough on him.”
“You think I wouldn’t be careful of my own fucking mate and pup? You think I wouldn’t treat Hyunjin right? Let me go, I need my mate,” Changbin snapped, tugging on his wrist, but Minho didn’t budge.
“I know you treat him well, but I also know accidents happen, and I have more experience on ruts than you do. I’ll calm your alpha down, and then I’ll take you directly to Hyunjin, I promise,” Minho said, before promptly dropping to his knees in front of Changbin. “Let me take the edge off.”
Minho let his jaw fall slack, and the rare offer was too tempting for Changbin to resist, so he wasted zero time harshly shoving his cock down Minho’s throat, eager to both feel good and punish the other alpha for riling him up so bad that it had kickstarted his rut. Minho choked around the thick length, drool leaking from his mouth so profusely that it dripped down his chin, but made no move to stop Changbin.
Changbin was so focused on demolishing Minho’s throat that he didn’t notice Minho catching the drool in his hands, coating his fingers in it and wrapping his arm around Changbin to massage his entrance with the slicked up fingers. In fact, Changbin didn’t notice until Minho actually pushed a finger inside as Minho wrapped his other hand around Changbin’s knot to both stimulate it and prevent it from slipping inside his mouth. Changbin let out a loud curse at the dual stimulation and promptly came inside Minho’s mouth, brain running high on pleasure and simultaneously left unsatisfied at not having his knot stuck in a warm orifice.
Still a little dazed from the orgasm he allowed Minho to pull him down to the floor and manhandle him onto his stomach, where he straddled his thighs, spread his cheeks and spit Changbin’s own cum back down on his hole to further lubricate it, pushing it inside with two fingers now. “That’s fucking nasty, you’re nasty,” Changbin snapped when he realised what was happening, but just like Minho had done earlier Changbin made no move to stop him.
“Nasty is exactly what your alpha wants in rut,” Minho smirked, fucking his fingers into Changbin, who was clawing at the dirt below at this point, biting down on his own bicep to keep the moans down, not wanting to give Minho the satisfaction of being vocal about how good it felt.
“What my alpha wants is to fuck.”
“Which is exactly what we’re doing, isn’t it?”
“You know that’s not what I meant.”
“Then maybe you should learn to be more specific, cub,” Minho said, sliding a third finger in along the other two and massaging Changbin’s prostate.
“I hate you.”
“Do you really, though? I think you’re just being a brat. I know Hyunjin can be a proper power bottom, I know you’re not opposed to giving up control. I think you love this, you’re just too proud to admit it,” Minho said, pressing his hand down between Changbin’s shoulder blades to keep him on the ground when Changbin tried to get up. “Stop squirming and let alpha take care of you.”
“Let me fuck you instead,” Changbin growled out, trying but failing to get up again.
“You said it yourself, your knot is too thick for me to take, especially while you’re in rut. Maybe after I’ve fucked you you’ll have enough clarity and control and I’ll allow you to try. But first I’m gonna fuck the fight out of you,” Minho said, withdrawing his fingers and nudging the head of his cock against Changbin’s hole instead. “Colour?” He checked in just to be sure, just in case Changbin had forgotten that tapping out was an option… he didn’t actually want to do anything the other alpha didn’t want.
“Green as fucking grass, though my alpha’s gonna make you regret this,” Changbin grunted, gasping out when Minho started pushing in right after. It wasn’t like Changbin had never been fucked, it wasn’t even the first time he’d been fucked by an alpha considering he’d been fucked by both Hyunjin and Chan, but it definitely wasn’t a common thing and it’d been a good while since the last time so he still felt like he was being split open on Minho’s cock.
“I’m willing to risk that,” Minho replied, and Changbin could hear the obnoxious smirk even if he couldn’t see his face since Minho still had one hand between his shoulder blades keeping him pressed to the ground. “Fucking hell you’re tight.”
“Even for your pencil-dick?” Changbin snapped back, to which Minho laughed and pulled his hips back to slam back in hard, making Changbin groan and his chest slide on the rocky ground below, surely leaving some bruises they got to enjoy for days after.
“I’ll show you how to use it, if you pay attention then maybe next time you can produce a litter too,” Minho replied, instantly setting a brutal pace as he fucked into Changbin, the sound of skin slapping together echoing through the cave obscenely loud, accompanied by raw grunts and moans and rough growls coming from both of them.
When Minho said he planned to fuck the fight out of Changbin he meant it, letting all his own frustrations of the past few weeks with his hormonal omega out on Changbin’s ass and leaving him unable to do anything but lay there and take it, clawing at the dirt and a moan punched out of his lungs at every thrust. Each time Minho’s cock rubbed along Changbin’s prostate, swollen and extra sensitive from his rut, Changbin got a little more pliant.
“Good cub, taking alpha so well,” Minho praised when he slowed down for a moment to catch his breath after what was probably just a few minutes but what felt like hours of fucking due to the ferocity of it. At this point Changbin didn’t even protest anymore, instead he just smiled and looked a little dazed as he let the praise wash over him, and Minho knew he had Changbin where he wanted him. He’d done it. He’d tamed the other alpha. “Making alpha feel so good,” Minho added, languidly rolling his hips.
Changbin whined out an “alpha” as he unexpectedly came hard just as Minho slowed down, clenching hard around his cock as tears of bliss and relief ran down his cheeks and a puddle of cum formed on the dirt below, his rut sated for a bit. Hearing that word coming from Changbin’s lips in such a submissive tone made Minho’s heart beat out of his chest, high on adrenaline as much as pleasure. “Think you can take my knot, cub?”
“Yeah…” Changbin replied softly, body limp and feeling boneless beneath Minho from the overwhelming orgasm, so relaxed he had no doubt he could take even an alpha’s knot with little effort. “Y’r knot ‘s small anyway,” he slurred dazedly, still a little out of it, and Minho couldn’t help but laugh at how even in the utterly fucked out state Changbin still had some bite to him.
“Mhmm, well if it’s so small I don’t wanna hear you complain tomorrow when you gotta do your chores and you can’t walk.”
“Am in rut, won’t have chores anyway,” Changbin replied, and Minho wasted no time thrusting in hard so his swelling knot slipped through Changbin’s tight entrance. Changbin gasped out at the overstimulation of the knot swelling inside of him, pressing against his prostate without mercy. “Too much, ‘s too much, Minho- alpha,” he cried, squirming beneath Minho and trying to get away while his own cock betrayed him and hardened again. “I’ve never- Chan never knotted-” Changbin protested weakly, though he simultaneously pushed his hips back to meet Minho’s, his body begging for more while his brain begged for reprieve.
“You can take it cub, you’re doing so well, I’m honoured to be your first,” Minho praised encouragingly, though his knot had already swollen to the extent he wouldn’t be able to take it out even if he wanted to. His knot was so big and Changbin was so tight that he could no longer do more than roll his hips in tight little circles, but it was enough to push him over the edge. He leaned in to bite down on Changbin’s shoulder, not hard enough to make any sort of claim but enough to leave a mark, and the possessive move was enough to make Changbin cum again, now full-on sobbing beneath Minho at the overwhelming mix of pleasure and pain.
“A-Alpha…”
“Shhh, cub, it’s okay… you were so good, you’re taking it so well,” Minho said, tone soft and gentle now as he rearranged them to sit up with Changbin cradled in his lap with his knot still locking them together, scooting close to the fire so Changbin wouldn’t get cold as he came down from his high. Minho wrapped an arm around Changbin to cuddle him, smiling as he realised how perfectly the shorter alpha fit against his chest, and used his other hand to gently wipe away Changbin’s tears.
“You can nap while you can, I’ll get you cleaned up and delivered on the pack’s doorstep before the rut flares up again, okay?” Minho said, carding his fingers through Changbin’s hair as Changbin nodded and nuzzled against Minho’s chest with a content smile. “You can see your Jinnie again, but the rest of us are going to supervise to make sure you don’t hurt him.”
“Despite our differences and rocky start, I do love you… You know that right?” Changbin mumbled softly, and Minho hugged him a little closer to his chest. “I know ‘Bin, I love you too. You and I might have taken a bit longer to figure things out, but I think we’re gonna be just fine.”