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Marriage.
The word keeps repeating in his head over and over, sounding odd to his ears and becoming a foreign concept as the seconds pass. Marriage, marriage, marriage. Prince Taehyun shall be married to the Jeonju Alpha Prince in a few days, close to his heat to ensure heirs and a thriving alliance between Jeonju and Hanyang. It’s what his father, the King, had said in today’s meeting. Loud and clear, for all his young brothers and the royal council to listen, so no one dared to go against his words — not like they would ever do such, none of the alphas’ from the council are crazy enough to go against the final words of the King. But Taehyun couldn’t help but feel exposed, unable to mask his shock when that information was given to him so suddenly.
Loud whispers run through the palace, Taehyun has decided to stay inside his room the rest of the day after the meeting ended, telling everyone that came looking for him to leave. Why couldn’t his father let him know beforehand so he wouldn’t look that distraught in front of everyone? The whole palace must be pitying him by now. A young omega given away to an alpha that already had two wives that were unable to produce male heirs. Everyone knows that Taehyun will be nothing but a breeding mare to that alpha, someone to give him male heirs and become a collection in his hall of wives once his womb reaches its limit.
Taehyun feels sick to his stomach, unable to empty his stomach because there’s almost nothing inside. The maids tried to bring him lunch and dinner, but he was sure that his stomach wouldn’t be able to hold it without vomiting, so he dismissed them. If anyone had told him that his destiny was to be shipped to an old alpha early that day, he’d have laughed until his belly hurted.
It feels like a cruel joke. Taehyun knew that someday his father would arrange a marriage for him, he’s not an alpha and therefore cannot ascend to the throne like his young brothers; but he thought that his father would be merciful enough to give him a wedding to someone his age, or someone that weren’t married before, or even someone willing to treat him like a person first rather than a walking-womb.
Alliances speak louder than sympathy in the world they live in. The King must do what he has to keep his position and calm down possible attacks against him. Anything means anything, even selling his only omega son to a heinous man.
The Jeonju Alpha Prince has a reputation that most people have knowledge about. Taehyun shivers as he remembers the stories about how his concubines were all killed when he they got pregnant or he got tired of them, and how his past wives were whipped in front of everyone when they failed to give him male heirs. The thought alone of this being his future has Taehyun’s stomach curling again, the humiliation and pain he’ll have to go through once that marriage happens leaving a bitter taste on his tongue.
But something else has been bugging him from the start, more than the cursed future that awaits him. Experiencing his heat and first time with a despicable alpha like that man. That same sensation of something curling in his belly comes out in full force, threatening to go up his throat and make him vomit in the bucket he left close to his bed, a precaution in case he does end up throwing up.
Unacceptable in all shapes and forms. More demeaning than the marriage, the whipping, the constant pregnancy and becoming a furniture of the palace all together.
Taehyun isn’t a hopeless romantic, per se. As an omega, he has been aware of the reality he lives in from a very young age. Alphas are not supposed to be gentle and caring with their omegas, even if that should be something inherently for them; alphas only know how to take and barely give back in the same amount. Taehyun knows that, but in his most hidden and secret dreams, he thought his first time having sex would be with someone that would at least show that they care about him, someone that would be gentle with his body and that would worry about his pleasure too. He never expected to be loved, but he wanted to lose his virtue in a way that he could look back to that moment and not hate every second of it.
If that happens with the Jeonju alpha of all people, Taehyun will be begging the gods to make him forget all about that night.
He lies in his bed, focusing on the sounds outside his room, trying to take his mind away from the nightmare-ish visions of him being taken without any care and how painful the whole experience will be from the get-go. If only he got the chance to choose who to marry, who to experience those things for the first time. A name and a face pops in his head, the only one he would choose without any doubts or having to think twice. An alpha, tall and strong and sometimes a little clumsy, someone with dimples and gentle eyes, someone that really cares about Taehyun’s happiness and well-being, someone that would touch him like he’s made of porcelain and make sure that his pleasure comes first.
Someone that is taking his place outside of the room, changing position with the evening guard. Someone that Taehyun recognizes by the sound of his steps alone and the shadow outside. A smile spreads on his face. His mind gets filled with thoughts about that alpha, the only thing able to ease his mind from those terrible images and replace it with possibilities that are far from becoming reality — except for one.
A possibility that Taehyun has a feeling that could become true if he was clever and persuasive enough.
Taehyun gets up from the bed, hanbok rustling as he walks in careful steps to the door. It’s a common occurrence ever since Soobin got the night patrol, Taehyun pretends to be asleep until the whole palace slumbers while he spends time with his alpha. That proves to be a somewhat terrible choice once the sun rises and he has to spend the rest of the day sleepy, but it’s all worth it. He wouldn’t trade these nightly conversations for anything in the world, and it pains him to think that it’ll all cease to be a routine once he gets taken to Jeonju.
It’s a secret that no one knows, not even his close friend in the castle or the maids that he trusts the most. Taehyun is in love with someone else, his heart belonging to an alpha that he believes would be the perfect mate for him, the perfect husband and future father of his pups if they ever decide to have them.
Soobin entered his life not like a storm or a harsh wind that swept Taehyun off his feet. No, just like his quiet and calm personality, Soobin slowly found his way to Taehyun’s heart like the first snow falling from the skies. Unexpected and beautiful, something you can take your eyes off. That’s what having Soobin entering his life was, and when the omega finally realized his feelings for the alpha, it was too late to ignore and pretend it didn’t exist.
Soobin has Taehyun’s heart in the palm of his calloused and dry hands, and he has no idea of that — and if he does, he never showed any signs of giving his own heart back to Taehyun. It doesn’t matter that much, Taehyun never gave much thought to being stuck in a one-sided love when it came to Soobin. But that was before, that was when he thought that his days with Soobin would never reach an end.
Taehyun never imagined that someday he’d have his last conversation with Soobin, the last time he’d listen to his voice and his laughter, the last time he’d see that adorable smile and cute dimples, the last time he’d get to see the alpha of his dreams, the owner of his heart, his first love.
Desperation clutches at his heart and Taehyun opens the door with an abrupt movement that takes the alpha by surprise. Soobin looks back at him with eyes slightly widened, blinking back at the omega with a question behind those lashes. Taehyun takes a good look at his face, dreading how this will be one of the last times he’ll get to see Soobin like this, in his knight attire and hair damp from the bath he took. So beautiful, it makes the omega purr at the sight of him.
This is the alpha that he should be marrying in a few days, the alpha he should spend his heat with, the alpha that he would be excited to give as many heirs as he wants. But fate is a cruel thing, and Soobin is nothing but a knight that shouldn’t even talk directly to the prince in the secrecy of the night.
“Daegam?” Soobin calls, his voice like a whisper in the quietness of the palace. “You’re supposed to be—”
“Have you heard?” Taehyun asks. Soobin always says the same thing every night, his worry never left aside. The same worry that makes Taehyun’s wolf feel so safe and loved by his alpha — even if Soobin is not technically his alpha. “About my marriage to the Jeonju alpha?”
“Yes,” he sighs, moving back to his position, staring at the wall.
Taehyun doesn’t know what that sudden avoidance means. Is Soobin mad about the wedding? Is Soobin accepting this stupid predicament Taehyun is stuck in? The unsureness makes him nervous, and the amount of silence between them only adds to the curling and uncomfortable sensation in the pit of Taehyun’s stomach. Soobin isn’t one to strike conversations, he doesn’t take the lead nor indulges Taehyun too much, but he’s never silent when they’re together. If his lips aren’t moving in words, his eyes speak everything by staring at Taehyun as the omega talks about his day.
“And what is your opinion about it?” Taehyun asks, hoping that this would be enough to have Soobin opening up again.
It feels like an eternity until Soobin lets out a deep exhale and turns his head in Taehyun’s direction, looking at the omega with eyebrows furrowed and eyes devoid of that brightness that it usually holds when they’re together — that hope that feeds Taehyun’s love for him, adds more wood to a fire that is nowhere close to be extinguished. His lovely dimples are there, but it doesn’t have the same effect as when they show up accompanied by Soobin’s smile. Taehyun hates seeing him like this.
“Does it matter?” Soobin replies with a question, tone supposed to be nonchalant but Taehyun can hear the unsettledness underneath it.
“It does. To me, at least,” he says, not minding how desperate he must sound and look as his hands grip Soobin’s arms and prevent him from running away again. “I need to know, Soobin.”
There’s a long moment of silence again, or perhaps it only lasted for a second since Taehyun’s time usually gets twisted and distorted whenever he’s with Soobin. The alpha stares at him, probably trying to find meaning in those words and the despair in his eyes. Soobin looks away, assessing the quietness around them to make sure they’re completely alone. Taehyun feels as the alpha curls his hands around Taehyun’s shoulders and pushes him gently inside the room, closing the door behind them.
Soobin looks so beautiful with the candlelights shining around him, almost like a masterpiece gaining life. Taehyun is so mesmerized that he barely notices what comes out of his moving lips.
“What, Daegam?”
“Can you stop calling me that?” Taehyun huffs. The title sounds so off to him when it’s only the two of them. He likes it better when Soobin calls his name, always tender like a lover would do. “It’s just us two, you can call me by my name.”
“I’m not so sure of that,” he says weakly. “It feels like crossing lines that a mere knight like me shouldn’t.”
“You’re inside my room late at night and we’re both unmated,” Taehyun taunts. “We’re already crossing several lines.”
Secretly, he wishes they would cross even more lines tonight. That’s his goal, that’s his only wish before he gets thrown to a life of misery away from the alpha he loves. He knows it won’t be easy, not when he has no idea what Soobin’s feelings for him are and what lengths the alpha is willing to go for him.
“I—” Soobin bites his lower lip in defeat, no retort in the tip of his tongue. Taehyun smiles victoriously. “What do you want to know, Taehyun?”
So many things, he wants to reply, has to bite his tongue for not letting it come out. Vagueness won’t lead him anywhere and each minute talking is less time he can spend with Soobin doing what he wants to do tonight. His answer has to be precise, a knife in Soobin’s back that will prevent him from trying to come up with excuses or running away back for his patrol spot. Taehyun has one chance of getting it right.
“If you want me too,” he replies bluntly, fingers gripping tighter at the fabric of Soobin’s hanbok. “If you think about me when you’re alone and the suppressant effects wear off, if you desire me the same way I do to you.”
Soobin closes his eyes, exhaling deeply. “Taehyun…”
“Tell me, please.”
It should sound humiliating to be begging Soobin to talk about his feelings, to probably be rejected by the one he loves the most, but Taehyun is far from minding the humiliation. Is there anything more pride-shattering than being sold to someone else without having a said to it? If Soobin rejects him right now, it will be only another piece of Taehyun’s broken heart — at least, that’s what he mentally tells himself even though he knows it’s far from the truth. If Soobin says that he has no feelings for him, Taehyun won’t be able to hold back his tears nor pretend that the pain in his chest feels a lot like his heart truly broke.
Soobin is the one he loves, his omega will be in shambles if the alpha doesn’t feel the same.
“Knowing such matters will make no difference, Taehyun.” Soobin takes his hands away from his shoulders, moving them down until he’s holding Taehyun’s arms. Always gentle, always loving in ways that give the omega mixed signals. “My feelings towards you won’t make you stay here nor break off your marriage to the Jeonju alpha.”
A fickle of hope spreads all over. Soobin has feelings for him, feelings that even though can’t make the omega stay or break off the wedding, can be enough to have him tasting what love and being loved back feels like. He shouldn’t be feeling so cheerful about that answer. It’s vague and Soobin could be talking about any feelings towards him, but Taehyun is an omega in love, one that turns into a hopeless romantic when it comes to Soobin.
There’s a small possibility of having his feelings reciprocated, and Taehyun is determined to savor it as much as he can.
“I only have a few days left until I’m taken to my future husband, and I would rather spend them knowing what it feels like to be truly loved before being treated like a breeding mare for the rest of my days,” he says, staring directly into Soobin’s eyes to make sure that all his intentions are conveyed in both his eyes and words. “Allow me this one last wish, Soobin-ah. Please. ”
“We can’t,” Soobin breathes out, but doesn’t push Taehyun away as the omega moves closer.
“We can, we just shouldn’t,” Taehyun purrs, hands moving in shaky motions up and down the alpha’s arms. He can feel the muscles underneath, sturdy from the harsh training Soobin went through in order to become a knight. “There’s a big difference between those two things.”
Soobin looks at the door, hyper-aware of the possibility of some guard or maid coming late at night to check on Taehyun and getting caught inside the prince’s chambers. What a scandal it would be, for two unmated wolves to be together inside a room at night — a prince and a knight, a prince that is bound to get married in a few days. Taehyun can see the cogs and gears in Soobin’s brain spinning in thoughts, most of them being about Taehyun’s reputation and the consequences of what would happen to him if they were caught. Moments like this made his omega fall deeper for the alpha, his concern a proof of how much he cares.
Taehyun wants to kiss him, exactly like he had done a bunch of times in his dreams.
“What if someone sees us? What if that prevents your marriage to the Jeonju alpha? Taehyun, we—”
“Can you stop overthinking for once in your life?” Taehyun interrupts, taking Soobin’s face into his soft hands and forcing the alpha to look back at him. “I want this. I’m asking you to do this and even more. Why do you deny me this simple pleasure? Do you not want me, Soobin? Am I not an omega worthy of your attention and touch?”
“No!” Soobin whisper-shouts, eyes wide as he looks at the pleading omega in front of him. “I mean, you are! Taehyun, I’m the one not worthy of touching you with these hands of mine.”
Of course, how could Taehyun not notice that? The reason why Soobin never takes the lead or tries to touch him, even if that’s something he’s dying to do. The hierarchy around them is engraved in the alpha’s brain, no matter how much Taehyun tries to push those boundaries away from them. Soobin will always see him as a somewhat unreachable prince, someone that he has to protect and admire from afar even when he’s standing right in front of him.
But tonight, Taehyun will change that.
“I don’t want any other hands touching me,” he says, tenderly caressing the alpha’s cheeks with his thumbs. “Do you know who I think of when my heats come?”
“Taehyun.” Soobin warns, no real intent behind the call of his name.
“You,” Taehyun continues, ignoring the warning. “It’s always been you. Your hands, your face, your lips, everything about you. When I’m alone and in the peak of my heat, all I can think about is your hands touching me. I do that even when I’m out of my heat. I’m always thinking about you, Soobin. You’re the only alpha I want in this life.”
Not the most polished confession in his opinion. Whenever Taehyun imagined his first time confessing his love for Soobin, he always pictured in a more poetic way instead of something done in a spur of the moment. He barely acknowledges how the words came out hastily and breathless, his chest heaving. Taehyun doesn’t take his eyes away from Soobin, assessing the alpha and trying to understand his initial reaction. Soobin is looking at him, but his face is mostly unreadable and impassive like he usually wears it during his patrol duty.
Is that a rejection? Is that his way of letting Taehyun silently know that he crossed limits? Anxiety eats him alive from the inside out, Taehyun doesn’t remember ever feeling this anxious before.
“Daegam,” Soobin sighs defeatedly, shaking his head.
“Don’t push me away by calling me that,” Taehyun pleads, voice coming out a little choked at the end. He can feel the tears welling up in his eyes and the lump forming in his throat. He mentally prepared himself for rejection since the day he realized his feelings, but it’s not the same as experiencing it first hand. “You can cross the lines separating us. I’m willing to do that, with you and for you.”
“You shouldn’t,” Soobin says, eyebrows furrowed and eyes looking down at the short distance between their bodies. “What good a knight like me can be for a prince like you? The Jeonju alpha will have the power to keep you living in wealth like you do here.”
“And what good is a life with someone that will never love me?” Taehyun retorts without missing a beat, suddenly annoyed by how Soobin seems to be more worried about the omega living a life of wealth than a life being loved and cherished. “I don’t care about your position or living a wealthy life, I don’t care if you’re poor or if this choice of mine will lead to my demise. I care about you, I care about at least one day in this life knowing that I loved someone and was loved in return.”
Soobin looks back at him, lips in a straight line. “Taehyun, I—”
“Do you love me, Soobin?” Taehyun asks, having enough of roaming in circles and getting nowhere. The night doesn’t last forever, and he’d rather spend it kissing and laying on his bed with Soobin as fast as possible — or crying himself until the sun rises if Soobin’s answer isn’t what he’s hopefully waiting for.
A pregnant silence falls around them. Taehyun can only hear the sound of his own ragging heartbeat and his short exhales. Soobin looks at him for what feels like an eternity, lashes touching his cheeks when he blinks and lips slightly ajar, no words coming out of it. Taehyun can’t know what he’s feeling, his scent still masked by the drugs he has to take every morning, but a faint smell of honey is timidly trying to reach his nostrils. Taehyun never had the chance of smelling Soobin’s scent in its fullest, only small hints that were enough to get him wanting more.
Tonight, he wishes he could smell Soobin’s scent and know exactly what the alpha is feeling after that question.
“I do,” Soobin admits in a whisper, almost as if afraid of letting that confession out and getting caught by someone eavesdropping. “I love you, beyond your status or your gender.”
Taehyun’s legs buckle, and if Soobin weren’t holding him by the arms, he’s pretty sure that he would’ve collapsed onto the floor. Soobin loves him, he reciprocates his feelings and goes even deeper than that. Soobin wants him, to the same extent that Taehyun has been wanting him all these years. There’s no more uncertainty or insecurities in his heart, only the fire of his love for Soobin being fed with more flames. His legs are still weak and standing is proving to be an impossible feature, but Taehyun wants to jump and run all over the palace in euphoria, letting everyone know by his strong scent of fresh rain alone how happy he is.
Soobin makes him so happy, he can’t imagine any other alpha eliciting such reactions out of him this effortlessly.
“Great, because I love you too,” Taehyun says with a smile, one that almost makes his eyes close. “So, please, don’t make me beg again to be loved tonight.”
That seems to be enough to take Soobin out of his reveries and make him act up for the first time in his life, to go after something that he really wanted. Soobin presses their lips together in a tender kiss, like everything he does when it comes to the omega. Taehyun sighs, fingers curling around Soobin’s nape and staying there to make sure the alpha wouldn’t pull away.
It’s a messy kiss, nothing like the ones he received in his dreams. With both lacking the experience and filled solely with urgency, their teeth clack together and saliva wets both their lips, almost running down their chins when Taehyun tries to deepen it, tongues getting added to the awkward mix. It’s far from perfect, but the omega doesn’t care. All that matters is how desperate Soobin kisses him, the warmth of his body and the lack of distance between them. If he had the power to do it, he would choose to melt into Soobin’s arms and lips and never leave this spot.
This is everything Taehyun wanted and even more.
The omega doesn’t have the chance to get the gist of kissing or compute that this was the first time he had been kissed by someone. Soobin quickly pulls away, face flushed and chest heaving from the hastiness of their kiss. Taehyun has to swallow back a whine, especially when he sees the darkness in the alpha’s eyes and how predatory he looks. What a sight, his alpha full of desire for him and him alone, a feature that Taehyun never imagined he would be able to bring out on Soobin.
Soobin’s hands move down to Taehyun’s waist, holding him tightly and acting like a support to prevent the omega from floating away in the clouds. Soobin leans into his personal space again, but doesn’t claim his lips like Taehyun expected him to. The alpha kisses the corner of his lips, moving to his chin and making space for him in Taehyun’s neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses on the skin. Taehyun can’t stop the soft gasp that leaves him when Soobin licks the spot between his shoulder and neck, where his scent gland is excitedly waiting to be marked by the alpha.
Taehyun isn’t new to pleasure, he knows how his body works and what makes him aroused, especially during his heat or the days prior to it. Well, he thought he knew those things about himself. Nothing could have prepared him for the feeling of the alpha’s teeth scraping against his scent gland, a gasped moan leaving him. His hands move to the alpha’s shoulders, fingers clutching at the muscles underneath the hanbok for dear life as Soobin teases the sensitive gland and kisses his neck with a gentleness that looks out of place for how predatory he looked.
“Why is your scent so strong tonight?” Soobin asks breathlessly, voice muffled against the omega’s neck. “I’ve never smelled you like this before.”
“My heat is due soon. That’s why they’re going to marry me off in a few days, to ensure that pregnancy will happen faster,” Taehyun says, stuttering a little. “The Jeonju alpha wants heirs, and they expect me to prove my worth by giving him that.”
“If I could, I would have his head on a plate for you,” Soobin growls. The sound of it has Taehyun keening, legs buckling and wetness spreading down his closed thighs. “You’re more than a womb for his heirs. So much more, Taehyun.”
Those words shouldn’t awaken such arousal inside Taehyun, but it does and he wants to take things to the bed as soon as he can. Soobin won’t change his mind right now, but the night doesn’t last forever and he doesn’t want to miss the only chance he’ll have to get the alpha in his bed. Soobin is acting so possessive, lips attached to the supple skin and sucking on it with intent to leave marks, marks that shouldn’t exist, marks that leaves Taehyun even more clouded by pleasure.
“Tell him and everyone else that says that,” he breathes out, head unable to form clear thoughts. “Everyone thinks I’m nothing but a womb for heirs since I’m an omega.”
“They’re wrong. They don’t know you like I do, Tyun,” Soobin says, leaving one last kiss on the top of his scent gland and pulling back in a moment of clarity. “I should go back to the kitchen for the suppressant, I think the effects are wearing off.”
“Don’t leave me,” Taehyun whines, clawing at Soobin’s back to stop him from moving away and allowing unnecessary space between them.
“Your scent is driving me crazy,” Soobin admits in a breath. “I fear that I won’t be able to control myself around you if we keep going.”
“I don’t want you to control yourself tonight,” Taehyun says, feeling the grip around his waist tightening right after. He didn’t give much notice to how Soobin must be holding himself back, trying to grasp the last remnants of the drug in his body to make sure he’ll stay controlled. Taehyun isn’t having any of that, he wants Soobin in his true form. “I want to be with you, I want to smell you properly and to feel how much you want me.”
“You want to do that ?” Soobin asks, cheeks pink as he looks at Taehyun. It’s an endearing sight, Taehyun wants to kiss the tip of his nose and pinch his cheeks. “With me? Tonight?”
“Yes, Soobin,” he replies, playing a nonchalance that it’s far from how he’s really feeling inside.
Taehyun wants this like he never wanted anything else in his life, but he’s nervous. Nervous that sex isn’t what the maids talked highly about and the sounds and whispers he heard when he visited a pleasure house with a friend, out of curiosity. Taehyun enjoys playing with himself from time to time, but that ain’t the same as having someone playing with his body. And he trusts Soobin, wants to experience this with him and no one else. He shouldn’t be feeling nervous, but he does because that’s what is expected when you’re about to lose your virtue.
“But you never…” Soobin trails off, incapable of finishing his sentence out of shyness.
“Have I not made myself clear earlier?” Taehyun snorts, trying to take off some of the pent-up nervousness boiling inside of him. “I want to feel loved, not used like I know it’ll happen if I gave this away to the alpha I’m marrying off.”
“Are you sure you want this with me?” Soobin asks, sounding more composed from the shock of the proposal. But his concerns are starting to get annoying. He shouldn’t be this worried about taking Taehyun’s virtue, half of the omegas he knows don’t even save themselves until the wedding. “I always heard that omegas were expected to save themselves to an alpha that they felt safe with.”
“Soobin, are you even listening to yourself?” Taehyun huffs a laugh, baffled by those words. He detaches one of the alpha’s hands from his waist, intertwining their fingers as he looks into his eyes. “Listen to me, there’s no other alpha I feel more safe with than you. I never thought about giving myself like this to anyone but you.”
“I’m sorry,” he says sheepishly, looking down at their linked hands. “I’m nervous. I love you so much and I don’t want you to think that I’m trying to get advantage of you or anyt—”
“I love you too.” Taehyun leaves a chaste kiss on his lips, walking with the alpha to the bed and standing next to it. “Now, show me how much you love me. Make love to me, alpha.”
Their lips meet in a proper kiss as soon as the words are out, Soobin completely surrendering to whatever spell Taehyun casted upon him. Something feels different from the start, no innocence or sweetness or softness in this second kiss. It still held some of the insecurity from doing this without any prior experience, but Soobin seemed to have caught the gist of it. His tongue slips into his mouth and Taehyun moans high-pitched, clutching the back of his clothes. Soobin lowers Taehyun on the bed, settling between his legs without breaking the kiss.
Taehyun gets drunk from the feelings of Soobin on top of him, of being pressed against him and being held down throughout the kiss. It’s a shame that this will be the last time he’ll get to feel this. He’s adamant on making the most of it while he can.
It proves to be one of the most arduous tasks of his life to keep quiet in a moment like this. Taehyun isn’t quiet when it comes to pleasure, all his maids and the guards outside his door during his heats know that. He never had to hold back the noises his body naturally wants to let out before, he has half the mind to remember that he isn’t alone and that if they get caught Soobin will suffer consequences beyond measure. But it’s one hell of a task to do, especially when Soobin kisses down his neck and Taehyun has to press his lips together to stop a loud whimper from echoing in the silence.
“Are you really sure you want this?” Soobin asks again, hands hovering above the tie keeping Taehyun’s sleepwear in place.
“I want you, Soobin,” he replies with a whine, tilting his head to the side and baring his neck for the alpha, a display of submissiveness.
As it seems, the drug has been completely out of his system by now. Soobin lets out a moan from the back of his throat, letting out the desire that he has kept locked inside of him for who knows how long. Taehyun’s whole body reacts to that, wetness sticking to the skin of his thighs and clit throbbing. Both take their time stripping each other of their clothes, fumbling with ties and straps, shaky hands and awkwardly hushed laughs showing up as their nakedness becomes more visible.
Taehyun always thought that he would be nervous and shy when the time to be lying naked under an alpha for the first time came. In his imagination, he barely could think about that out of his heat without blushing furiously and wanting to hide. Right now, as he lays back on the bed and allows Soobin to see him completely bare, he doesn’t feel shy. Especially with the way Soobin looks at him, almost as if he wants to devour Taehyun in the most gentle of ways.
Perhaps, this is what being cherished looks like. Taehyun’s heart misses a few beats at how incredible it feels to be adored this deeply by someone.
Soobin leans down and kisses him again. Taehyun brings his legs up, wrapping them around the alpha’s waist and keeping their bodies attached. This one lacks the desperation from before, but it conveys easily how deep their desires reside. Soobin moves his hips instinctively and ruts down against Taehyun’s wet cunt. The omega can feel Soobin’s cock hardening as it rubs against his pussy, the size enough to leave him intimidated. Taehyun decides to not focus on that for now, he can worry about the size when the time comes. Besides, the size doesn’t matter at all. He knows that Soobin will be gentle the whole time, and that helps ease his fears.
“Have you done this before?” Taehyun asks against his lips.
“All the time in some forbidden dreams I had about you,” he replies, letting out a huffed laughter.
“Really?” Taehyun sighs, amused by Soobin’s sudden braveness. “I’d love to hear more about those dreams.”
“I can show you what I did in them.” Soobin smirks, and it’s something that looks so hot that Taehyun has to close his eyes to not accidentally moan loud enough to wake the whole palace.
“Then show me, Soobin-ah,” he says, inhaling sharply and throwing his head back when the alpha snaps his hips forward, rubbing harder against him. “And don’t stop once you start it.”
“I won’t,” Soobin says through gritted teeth, hips thrusting almost on their own accord, clumsily rutting against Taehyun’s sopping wet folds. Taehyun sinks his fingernails down into the skin of Soobin’s shoulders, leaving crescent marks on the strong muscles. “I’m not sure any alpha could stop once they get to see you like this.”
“You’re not just any alpha,” Taehyun says, drunk from the feeling of another body pressed against his in a sexual setting. “You’re my alpha.”
The possessive remark worms its way into Soobin’s brain, forcing the alpha to act up on his desires. Soobin claims his lips in another heated kiss that knocks the air out of Taehyun’s lungs, leaving him breathless and whiny, earning for more even when his lungs are begging for air. One of the alpha’s hands travels down between their connected bodies, reaching its wet destination. Taehyun is so wet and sensitive from the friction, his cunt begging to be plunged with something. He usually doesn’t tease this much when he’s alone, he’s methodical and doesn’t have enough strength to edge himself for too long. But Soobin doesn’t seem to be aiming for that same mindset, wanting to savor and prolong this feeling for both of them.
Fingers trace his folds unsurely, taken aback by how wet they feel at the tips. Taehyun knows that Soobin doesn’t have any experience touching an omega or pleasing one, the wetness must feel foreign to him — especially this much when they barely did anything besides kissing and laying naked. Taehyun tries not to think too much, focusing on the pleasure of someone’s fingers touching his pussy. Soobin collects the wetness on his fingers and moves around his gaping entrance, carefully pushing one inside. The alpha hisses when he finds no resistance, Taehyun’s walls allowing him inside and keeping him there.
It feels so different compared to when he touches himself, and not only because Soobin’s hands are bigger and his fingers longer compared to his. Soobin’s finger moves with hesitancy, an indication of how he has no idea what to do. Taehyun is used to this, his fingers always moving with the prowess of someone that knew how to touch themselves. He has to remind himself that this is also Soobin’s first time, his first time touching an omega this intimately, his first time pushing fingers inside a wet cunt.
“You’re so wet,” Soobin says, a thought spoken out loud.
“That’s what usually happens when I’m aroused,” Taehyun says, trying to keep his voice as steady as possible. Soobin’s finger is still inside of him, tentatively moving in and out. “Be gentle. I’m a little sensitive when I’m like this.”
Soobin takes the hint, movements more cautious. His index finger thrusts slowly and almost tortuously, Taehyun feels the drag of that long and thick digit around his sensitive walls. His lower lip is stuck between his teeth, to the point of almost drawing blood as he tries to keep his noises from spilling out. Soobin has his eyes glued to Taehyun’s face, analyzing his reactions and searching for any signs of discomfort as he eases his middle finger along, blinking in surprise when a high-pitch sound comes out of Taehyun, something that sounds like a squeak and a moan.
“Does it happen often?” Soobin asks. His voice in Taehyun’s ears sounds so far under the sound of his loud heartbeats.
“Only when you’re around, or when I look at your hands. Sometimes when I get glimpses of your muscles too.” Taehyun manages to speak, laughing at how stupid he must sound getting aroused with the bare minimum. He smirks teasingly and looks at the alpha’s blown-wide pupils. “You should take responsibility for your actions, you know?”
“I’m sorry, Taehyun,” Soobin breathes out, nostrils flaring as he takes a deep inhale of the fresh rain scent sticking in the air, full of arousal. “I’ll make sure to make amends for my past mistakes.”
Another finger is added to the batch and Taehyun is past lucidity by now. Three fingers and Soobin’s hard cock pressing against the sticky skin of his thigh is enough to have the omega letting out low gasps of pleasure. The stretch feels unfamiliar in the most delicious way, Taehyun never tried this much when he touched himself. He’s impressed by how easily his body accommodates the intrusion, and he hopes that it does the same when the hard length against his sensitive skin breaches inside. Taehyun can hear the sound of Soobin’s breathing and finally catches a whiff of his scent in its fullness.
Honeycomb, sickly sweet and addicting. Taehyun attaches his nose to Soobin’s scent gland and licks at it, almost tasting honey on his palate. Soobin groans, picking up the pace of his fingers, moving it at a speed that has Taehyun muffling his moans against the skin of his neck. It’s overwhelming in a way that Taehyun likes, he yearns for more even if he has no idea what that more means. His teeth itch with the desire to bite Soobin, to mark him as his alpha and prevent them from being pulled away once the sun rises.
Taehyun wants to spend the rest of his life engulfed in Soobin’s reassuring honeycomb scent and having the alpha on top of him.
“It’s enough,” he whines breathlessly, snaking one hand between them and pulling at Soobin’s own. “I want you now, Soobin.”
“You’re so impatient,” Soobin chuckles. “We barely started.”
“Don’t make me wait any longer.”
“I don’t plan on waiting any longer either,” he says, leaving a reassuring kiss on Taehyun’s lips. “I wish I could, but without the suppressants all I can think is how much I want to be inside you.”
Those words go straight to his throbbing clit, and he almost believes that he came on the spot from the shocking sensation that runs through his whole body. He won’t last for long if Soobin keeps fingering him, and he doesn’t want to waste time with that when he can have the alpha’s cock inside. He’s been prepped enough and he believes in his body potential to accommodate Soobin.
“And I want you to be inside me, we’re even,” he huffs. “Now get inside, please.”
Soobin takes his fingers out, and Taehyun has a full-body shiver coursing all over at the loss of the thick fingers inside. He holds back a whine, he doesn’t want Soobin to get smug. Soobin stares at the wetness on his fingers, translucent and sticky as he plays with it. Taehyun spreads his legs open and gives the alpha more space to move and have a nice view of his cunt. A voice in the back of his head screams at how embarrassing that looks, how needy and cock-hungry he must look in the alpha’s eyes.
From the look in the Soobin’s eyes, Taehyun doubts that he minds how needy the omega is acting. Soobin looks almost stupid, bewitched by the omega underneath him.
He swallows, physically restraining himself from looking down at the sight of Taehyun’s glistening pussy, trying to keep his eyes only on Taehyun’s face. “You know that I can’t say no when you beg like this, Daegam.”
“I know, that’s why I do it,” Taehyun admits brazenly. He curls his arms around the alpha’s neck, bringing him close and seductively whispering against his ear, “I have you in the palm of my hands, Choi Soobin.”
“You do, Daegam.” Soobin moans, body shivering on top of him. “I want nothing more than to be under your guidance, Taehyun.”
Taehyun is pretty sure that alphas shouldn’t act this submissive with their omegas. He has never heard the maids talking about alphas giving up their control to omegas, but he loves the idea of Soobin doing everything he commands him to. The rush of power has his head spinning, entrance clenching in anticipation to have the alpha’s cock inside and see how much more he can control him.
“Make love to me, Soobin,” Taehyun says softly. “Do as I say, like a good alpha.”
The alpha lets out a noise that sounds like a whine, cock pressed against Taehyun’s opening. Soobin links their hands together, using that hold to establish himself and not surrender to his instincts of pushing all his length inside without any care. It’s nothing like his fingers, way larger and making Taehyun feel like he’s getting stretched beyond what his body could handle. It seems that three fingers weren’t enough to prepare him, so the omega relies on his body naturally adapting to it.
Taehyun tries his best to not let discomfort show on his face, but it’s difficult to hold back the whimper that escapes his lips as Soobin bottoms out. It’s a stretch like he never felt before. The pain slowly melts into pleasure and Taehyun basks in it. His fingers entangle on the black strands of hair, using it as leverage for the waves of overwhelming sensation splashing on him.
Even with time traitorously hanging above them, there’s no hurry in their movements. Just like their first kiss, this is equally messy and unrefined; inexperience clear in each of their movements, especially Soobin’s.
The alpha has no idea what to do with his hands, his thrusts going from shallow to deep without any steadiness, his face hidden in the crook of the omega’s neck as he moves his hips awkwardly. Taehyun has no experience himself, but he can feel that Soobin’s worries are getting in the way and making him overthink more than is needed. He tries to keep his body relaxed, but the bitter tones of nervousness in Soobin’s otherwise sweet scent are starting to mess up with his own calmness, entrance clenching so hard that Soobin whimpers, barely able to move without hurting them both.
“Soobin-ah,” Taehyun calls softly, fingers caressing the alpha’s nape as he tries to relax him. “Don’t think too much, alpha.”
“I want this to be good for you too,” Soobin mumbles, raising his head enough for Taehyun to catch a glimpse of his face. Soobin is flushed, sweat clinging to the hairs on his forehead and his eyes. “I just don’t know how.”
Taehyun leans up, kissing Soobin’s cheeks and lips, his nose and eyes, his dimples and the mole close to his eye. The soft kisses seem to calm Soobin a little, only enough for him to sport a small smile. Taehyun kisses his lips again, letting it linger and changing it into a real kiss, meant to distract him from what’s happening in their lower parts. Soobin eagerly reciprocates, moving his lips with more confidence and moaning against it as Taehyun moves in tandem, fucking himself back on the alpha’s cock like he used to do with his fingers.
He keeps the movements the most slow he can, not wanting to overwhelm the alpha or accidentally coming on the spot. Taehyun never took this long to cum when he touched himself, and he can only imagine how it won’t take long for him to let go. Soobin calms down eventually, trying his best to steel himself and slowly thrusting his hips in time to meet Taehyun’s.
“You’re here, and that makes it more than enough of a good first time for me.” Taehyun says, hugging the alpha and bringing their bodies together, legs curling around his lower back. “Have me, Soobin. Take me and fuck me the same way you do in your dreams.”
Soobin rests his head against Taehyun’s collarbone again and lets go of any semblance of the nervousness from before, doing exactly what the omega told him to. Taehyun almost melts in the bed, drowning in pleasure as Soobin thrusts inside hard.
The stretch is a little unbearable and Soobin still didn’t get the gist of thrusting inside at a steady and timed pace. Sometimes, it’s so deep that Taehyun has to bite back a whimper and ask him to stop, and other times it’s so shallow that he can’t control the annoyed whine that comes out and the pleas for more. Taehyun feels like he's chasing a high that is dangling above his head but becoming out of reach once he tries to grasp.
Nothing about this is perfect, and it should be annoying how things aren’t like Taehyun imagined it would be, but he enjoys every second of it. It’s something they’re experiencing together, something that he has been yearning for, something that feels right and good only because it’s Soobin on top of him.
Taehyun wouldn’t ask for his first time to happen in any other way.
“Wait, wait— Taehyun, wait!” Soobin gasps abruptly when Taehyun clenched tightly around him.
“What?” Taehyun asks, barely aware of the worry in Soobin’s tone as he reaches one hand down between their joined bodies. His fingers find the way to his clit almost on their own, stringing the pleasure back in him with a few practiced circling motions.
“I can’t knot you,” he says, sounding out of breath like he just came back from a sword training. “Not now, not like this. I can’t.”
“Yes, you can!” he chants, one hand keeping Soobin close by his neck. A precaution in case the alpha pulls away and leaves before Taehyun has the complete experience of sex.
A confusing sensation fills him at the prospect of Soobin not wanting to knot him. It feels ten times worse than being rejected, it feels like he wasn’t good enough to be tied together to the alpha. His wolf feels miserable by that, Taehyun feels like sobbing and crying. Not out of pleasure, but out of sadness. In his vulnerable and pleasure-hazed mind, Soobin not wanting to knot him must only mean that he’s not good enough to bear his offsprings.
Taehyun has to take a deep breath and pray that he won’t cry, he doesn’t want to explain out loud the reason for his tears.
“You’ll smell like me for days if I knot you,” Soobin continues, voice sounding faint under all the thoughts in his head. “Your marriage—”
“I don’t care about my marriage!” He cries, angry at how this stupid marriage keeps getting in the way of him having Soobin. “I don’t care if I’m going to be taken by another alpha while smelling like you. I don’t care if anyone knows what we did.”
“But your reputation…?”
“I want you to knot me, Soobin,” Taehyun says with finality, clenching around the hard length for emphasis.
Honestly, Taehyun isn’t that sure about being knotted. He never felt such a thing before and from what most omegas told him, it can be so painful that it makes you want to die throughout the whole process. As scary as it sounds, Taehyun still wants to experience that for the first time with Soobin, to be knotted by him and have his own opinion about that.
“We’ll be tied together for who knows how long,” Soobin tries to reason, even though he knows deep down that it’s a lost cause. When Taehyun puts something in his head, he goes through hell and heaven to achieve it — sex between them is a living proof of that. “What if someone comes and sees us like this?”
“Let them know that the alpha I love took my purity and made me feel the most cherished omega in the world,” he says, bringing his hands to Soobin’s face and keeping them face to face. Taehyun stares deep into his eyes, and hopes that Soobin can see how desperately he wants this. “Listen to me, alpha. I want to be tied to you, I want to have all of you inside me, I want to feel that. Alpha, please, knot me. Don’t make me beg for it, you know I’ll do it without a second thought.”
Maybe he’ll feel humiliated for sounding so desperate and for begging this audibly for a knot, but acting like this is the only way to make Soobin surrender and fulfill his wish.
“I don’t like when you beg for things,” Soobin mutters. “You shouldn’t be begging for things.”
“Give it to me, then,” Taehyun licks his lips. “Give me your knot, Soobin.”
At the end of the night, Soobin is only a weak alpha in love with Taehyun, and he would do anything to fulfill the omega’s wishes — no matter how dangerous it is, no matter the consequences of it. Soobin knows Taehyun, the omega would never ask for something without thinking twice and making sure that’s something he truly wants. Taehyun isn’t someone that acts in the heat of the moment, and that’s why Soobin surrenders so easily whenever the omega asks him for something.
Soobin thrusts shallowly five more times until his orgasm catches up to him. He buries his cock deep inside of Taehyun once more and stays still, tip almost kissing his womb entrance. Taehyun can feel the base of his cock expanding as his knot is formed, slowly and painfully being pushed inside. The stretch is so intense that Taehyun almost regrets asking for it, but he knows that complaining will only make Soobin feel bad for causing him a pain that he can’t prevent.
Taehyun takes measured breaths and closes his eyes tightly, waiting for the moment the pain will become pleasure again like it happened at the beginning. It takes a few seconds, but the knot finally rests completely inside and ties both together. Soobin cums inside with a whiny moan, cock twitching inside Taehyun’s warm and tight pussy as he fills the omega with his seeds. Taehyun moans from the sensation alone, the fullness pleasurable in a twisted way.
With the sensation of being filled to the brim, Taehyun brings his hand down to his clit again and rubs at it aggressively, searching for his own high. His orgasm is almost blinding from the intensity of everything happening — Soobin’s large length inside, his cum filling him up, his teeth dangerously closing around his scent gland, his large hands curled around Taehyun’s lithe waist. Taehyun lets a loud moan free itself from the confinements of his body, not caring about who hears it.
At this point, he kinda wishes that someone would come and see how well his alpha made him feel tonight.
“Sorry,” Soobin pants against the sweaty skin of his neck.
He barely hears the sound of Soobin’s voice, head filled with cotton and ears with his loud heartbeats. His body is riding the waves of a pleasure that Taehyun never thought he’d get the chance to feel, addicted to the sensation of Soobin’s big cock inside of his cunt, knot keeping them together and spurts of cum coming out of the tip from time to time. Soobin keens, body spent and still shooting cum to ensure a pregnancy that will never come.
A shame and a waste of cum, Taehyun wouldn’t mind getting pregnant by this alpha instead of his supposed husband. He finds himself sighing dreamily at the thought of babies with Soobin’s face, arms wrapping around the alpha’s large back and purring at how hot and sweaty his skin is. He turns his face and takes a deep inhale from the honeycomb scent, arousal and contentment lingering around, making Taehyun feel so complete. His heart melts along, and his scent gets stronger with how happy he feels in this moment.
“That wasn’t what I had in mind when I thought about doing this with you,” Soobin continues. Taehyun only notices the hints of bitterness in his scent now, head clearing from the fuzziness of a mind-blowing orgasm.
“What are you talking about?” he asks, brows furrowed in confusion. What the hell is Soobin even talking about? “It was perfect, Soobin.”
“You don’t have to lie,” he mumbles, lips jutted out in a pout that Taehyun doesn’t need to see to know that it’s there. “It was very far from being perfect.”
It’s partially true. It wasn’t perfect and nothing like the things that Taehyun saw that time he sneakily visited the pleasure house with Beomgyu, but he didn’t expect to be perfect the first time. Just like any other thing in life, Taehyun knows that sex is something that you improve over time. It wasn’t perfect, but it was perfect for him, because Soobin is here and they did it together. Doesn’t matter if it lacked precision or if both came too fast to make it last. Taehyun got more than he could’ve asked for, and this is what makes it perfect.
Soobin is as close to him as possible, and that’s perfect.
“Are you going against the words of your omega and your prince?” Taehyun taunts, leaving a light bite on the alpha’s shoulder that makes him jolt in surprise, cock moving inside and eliciting a moan from the omega. There’s a beat of silence, overcome by the quiet sound of their shy laughters together. “I said it was perfect. And you want to know why? Because I did it with you.”
Soobin raises his head momentarily, and Taehyun almost comes again, untouched this time. He looks divine, cheeks pink and damp hair framing his face, eyes glistening and almost sparkling as he looks down at Taehyun. If it wasn’t for his furrowed eyebrows and pouty lips in disappointment for their first time being so mid, Taehyun would ask to marry him right at that moment. But the sadness on his face doesn’t stop the omega from mentally whining. Soobin looks like a lost puppy, one that Taehyun would kill to own — if he didn’t already, that is.
“But—”
“Soobin, you’re ruining one of the happiest moments of my life,” he huffs, fingers playing with the soft ends of his hair. “I just had the best first time with the alpha I love the most. This is more than I could ask for.”
The honesty in that sentence doesn’t go unnoticed by any of them. Soobin can sense the overwhelming happiness in Taehyun’s scent, fresh rain slapping him on the face when he goes back to his spot on the omega’s neck. It’s tempting to ask Taehyun if he can leave a bite or mark him to make sure he won’t go anywhere — and it’s clear that Taehyun won’t deny him.
Taehyun basks in the post-sex haze, in the feeling of having Soobin’s knot keeping them together and the alpha’s body above him. He won’t lie and say that it isn’t uncomfortable and that he has to hold back whimpers of pain whenever Soobin shifts and his knot mimics the movement inside his spent walls. Nonetheless, it feels amazing and he wouldn’t trade this night for anything else in the world.
“I know this is not the time to remind you about this,” Soobin starts, his voice sounding more steady. “But we’ll be tied together for a few.”
“I do know how I knot works, Soobin. I just never felt it before,” Taehyun snorts. “Do you always cum this much?”
“I don’t remember being this much when I used my hands,” he admits sheepishly, probably blushing hard from the forwardness in Taehyun’s question. “I think my alpha is trying to get you knocked up because your heat is near.”
“Would you look at that, you see me as nothing but a womb too!” Taehyun jokes, gasping dramatically.
“Never!” Soobin says hastily, raising his head and looking at Taehyun. He goes timid right next when he sees the playful smile on the omega’s lips, closing his eyes in embarrassment. “It’s just… I think this is my alpha’s way of stopping you from going to another alpha’s arms.”
Taehyun holds his breath, taken by surprise from that admission. It shouldn’t come out as a surprise that Soobin wouldn’t want him to go, he said it himself earlier that night that he loves him and doesn’t want him to leave, but to have his alpha wanting to keep Taehyun in his arms’ reach it’s another thing. Instincts are a strong part of them, instincts were what led Taehyun to choose Soobin as an alpha even before he knew he liked the man, instincts were what made him do everything he did tonight. And those same instincts were acting up in Soobin too, to make sure the omega he loves won’t go anywhere else.
Euphoria runs in his veins. Taehyun doesn’t remember feeling this happy in his whole life like he is in that moment, he wants to scream and kick his feet and kiss Soobin all over and maybe have sex again until the morning comes and Soobin has to leave — his scent lingering in the room and in Taehyun’s body long enough for him to remember this night whenever he catches a whiff of it. Honeycomb, soothing and full of a love that no one will ever give him again. Honeycomb, the scent of his alpha and the only one Taehyun wants to be with.
“You know I don’t want that,” Taehyun says softly, taking Soobin’s face in his hands and tenderly caressing his cheeks. “I would do anything to stay in your arms, that’s the place I want to be, Soobin.”
It’s easy to open himself bare to Soobin, especially in such a quiet and tender moment between them. Taehyun always imagined that it would be difficult to speak his feelings for the alpha once he mustered the courage to do it, but it’s been so easy from the start. The moment the words are out, they want to pour more and more until he’s drowning Soobin in his love and adoration and affection. He wants Soobin to know everything about him, every beat of his heart and every thought in his mind, every mole in his body and every spot that makes him shudder. He wants Soobin to uncover him, to fill the empty spaces in his body with his mutual love.
These thoughts make him momentarily sad. The reality that he’ll never be able to fulfill those wishes and that their time is close to an end shakes him like the high tides. This is the first and last time he’ll get to feel Soobin like this, to share tender kisses and to touch his naked skin, to have him inside and know what being loved feels like. Taehyun shouldn’t be greedy, but he can’t help yearning for more even when his plate is full.
Sometimes, destiny is such a cruel thing. Allowing lovers to meet one time and separating them right next, dooming a love that could be eternal.
“Taehyun, would you run away?” Soobin asks. His voice is the only thing able to take Taehyun away from his troubling thoughts. “If you had the chance to?”
“I don’t know,” he replies quietly.
If he had to be honest, running away never once was an idea that he nurtured. From a young age, he had his purpose for the royal family rubbed on his face — to be married off to some alpha to ensure an alliance, to produce heirs and to be the Guibuin . Taehyun got used to the idea of being married off in the future, he never once thought about running from his future duties. But everything changed when he met Soobin, when he fell for him and couldn’t settle for doing his duties as the omega Daegam .
Now, laying on his bed with his alpha’s warmth and scent engulfing him, Taehyun slowly approaches the idea of running away and living a life with Soobin. Far from the palace, far from duties he never wished to have, far from prying and judgeful eyes. A life without wealth, but one filled with happiness. Taehyun thinks about it, and his heart swoons.
But running away with Soobin isn’t something that affects only him. Soobin went through such cruel and harsh training to be where he is, sleepless nights and forcing his body until it almost gave up on him. Everything thrown into the wind for an omega. Soobin wouldn’t think about it this way, but it tastes bitter to Taehyun to see the alpha losing everything he worked so hard to achieve all because of an uncertain possibility of them running together.
So, he brushes the thought off and focuses on reality. One where he wouldn’t run away because he has no place to go.
“There’s no other place for me to go, and I know no one outside the palace,” he continues, gnawing at his lower lip. “If I run, where would I go?”
“You do know someone from outside the palace,” Soobin replies.
Taehyun frowns. “I do?”
“Me,” he says, with a confidence that looks foreign but very welcome. Soobin looks at him and his eyes are strangely hopeful, a spark of sureness. “If you had the chance, would you run away with me?”
“Soobin.” Taehyun gasps, speechless.
“I know it sounds crazy, and I know you have duties with the kingdom and people would search you anywhere,” Soobin starts, fingers drumming against Taehyun’s collarbones. “But I don’t want you to go. I can’t let you go now that I have you.”
Oh, what spell those words have on Taehyun’s body. He’s about to explode from how happy he feels, barely able to hide the smile that wants to spread on his lips. Not even in his most insane dreams Soobin would say something like that. That’s how Taehyun knows this is real and not something his bewitched mind conjured up in a dream after sex. He wants to hear it again, he wants to mold into this alpha’s body and never be pulled apart.
“That’s a crazy idea,” he breathes out, lips in a straight line to prevent a smile from coming out.
“I know,” Soobin hums, nuzzling into Taehyun’s palms.
“You would lose everything you trained so hard for in a blink of an eye,” Taehyun reasons. He wouldn’t mind running away if he was the only one leaving things behind, but as greedy as he is, he’ll never be selfish and allow Soobin to lose something he worked hard to achieve. Not without Soobin being completely sure about what he wants. “You would become an enemy to the crown for assisting in the prince’s escape.”
“I know that too,” he nods. “But does it matter? I don’t think I’ll be able to stay in the palace once you leave. Where’s the point in staying here when I won’t see you anymore?”
“Don’t be silly,” Taehyun chuckles, trying to mask how everything that Soobin says makes him feel jittery. He wants to kiss the alpha until they’re both breathless, but it’s not the moment for such. “There’s plenty of omegas out here for you to guard and fall for with time.”
“But none of them is you.” Soobin frowns, looking angry at the prospect of Taehyun speaking so lowly about himself. “Just as you don’t want any other alpha, I don’t want any other omega. I want you, my Taehyun. My omega. My future mate.”
This time not even his mastered self-control could stop him from pulling Soobin closer and claiming his lips, conveying all the emotions bursting inside of him like fireworks. My future mate, repeating over and over in his head as he kisses Soobin with the strength left in his body, gasping against his lips as their bodies move again, the knot deflating and allowing Soobin to move properly, shallow thrusts that barely takes the part but it’s enough to have Taehyun’s pussy clenching in interest. He wouldn’t mind doing it again, but time isn’t on their side and he has the feeling that if they go again, none of them will be able to hold back from leaving the bite on their necks.
“I don’t know what to say,” he says, lips a few centimeters from Soobin’s.
“You can tell me to shut up if I’m reading too much into this,” Soobin says, slurred as if he had taken a long sip from some alcohol.
Taehyun feels powerful at that. He’s the only one able to make the alpha act and sound that way, love-drunk from a kiss alone. Taehyun will never be able to be away from this alpha, and he’s sure of that after tonight.
“No, that’s not it.” Taehyun reassures him, swallowing. “It’s just… I never thought about running away. I wasn’t even sure you liked me back until now.”
“I loved you from the moment I saw you, Taehyun,” Soobin confesses, leaving one lingering kiss on Taehyun’s lips that feel like a promise being sealed.
A promise of how much they love each other and are willing to do anything to never be away from each other.
“My brother has a house, far from this province and close to a forest. It’s not big and we won’t live a wealthy life like the one you would have with the Jeonju alpha, but I think it’s a nice place for a future,” he continues, speaking freely about plans for a future that Taehyun never even thought he’d have with this alpha. “We can have a wedding, only us two and my brother as the witness. Live a happy life, raise our pups if you ever want to have them and grow old together. Just us two, Taehyun.”
His eyes get filled with tears, and he cries harder when he feels Soobin’s warm fingers wiping them off. It’s not necessary to say that those tears are from sheer happiness, a relief spreading all over the omega at the idea of making Soobin’s words become true. A wedding out of love, pups that would look like his alpha, growing old together and still be loved instead of thrown away inside a palace like he was sure would happen once the Jeonju alpha got tired of him.
What a perfect future, Taehyun can’t wait to make it come true.
Taehyun sniffles. “Soobin, I—”
“You don’t have to answer me now,” Soobin says, kissing his cheeks and wiping away the insistent tears that keep falling. “I’ll give you time to think about it. A life with me won’t be like the one you have here, but I promise that I’ll do everything I can to make you happy.”
“I know you will,” he hums wetly. “And I don’t need time to think about it. My answer will always be yes.”
Soobin’s eyes widen, an out of place surprise all over his face. “Really?”
What a silly alpha. Taehyun falls in love with him more and more with each second they spend together.
“You think I’ll be able to live away from you now that I had a taste of your honeycomb scent?” Taehyun says with one eyebrow raised, tongue peeking out and licking the seam of Soobin’s lips. Soobin smiles, so large that it looks almost painful, but still infuriatingly beautiful. “You’re stuck with me, Choi Soobin.”
“You won’t hear me complaining about that any time soon,” he laughs. His knot deflates completely and Soobin pulls out suddenly, eliciting a loud and dragged out whimper from the omega. Soobin kisses him apologetically, too giddy to act cautious. “In three days, the night before you’re taken to Jeonju, that’s when we’re leaving. Enough time for you to bid farewell to your family and friends, and for me to contact my brother.”
“It’s settled,” Taehyun agrees, grimacing at the sensation of Soobin’s cum coming out of his gaping entrance.
Soobin peppers kisses all over his face, hands gently going all over the omega’s sore body and caressing the skin. Taehyun is trying his best to stay awake, but the tiredness from enduring a knot and having sex for the first time dawns on him along with the waves of different emotions that coursed through him in a single night. Taehyun has a dopey smile on his lips and can only hum at Soobin’s honeyed words full of love, talking about their future and how happy they’ll be, kissing all over his body and marking Taehyun with his love. And Taehyun doesn’t have a single doubt about that.
“I’ll try my best to make you very happy, Taehyun,” Soobin says against his belly, adoration pouring from his voice and eyes.
“I know you will, Soobin.”
Taehyun thinks he replies, slipping into a calm and peaceful dream with the warmth of Soobin’s body cuddled behind him and the promise of a future that he’s looking forward to.