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As a Luna witch, the spring moon festival is one of the biggest events of the year for Yoongi. It took over a month to plan all the celebrations they will hold in the week before the full moon, culminating with the most important of them - the Ostara blessing. All the children of the moon who lived in the surrounding villages will meet in the centre clearing and pay their respect to the Moon Goddess Eostre as a thanks for her blessing. For the vampires it is a night free from blood hunger, when they were able to eat and drink as if they were human again, so they bought the finest wine and food to indulge until sunrise. For the wolves it is a chance to settle pack disputes and build new connections, to shift without ache and hunt the spring hares. And for the Luna witches, the High Priestess will initiate any new witches and a chosen member will lead a mediation to channel the power of the moon. It will usually end in the younger witches excitedly showing off their trick spells and older witches moon bathing until they were drunk enough to join in, which tended to result in something being accidently set on fire. Normally Yoongi is solidly a part of the second crowd, needing to build the courage to show off. Not that he wasn’t talented, in fact he is very proud of his skills, as a member of his coven's high council he is highly respected across all the villages for his patience and understanding of magic. He just didn’t particularly enjoy too much attention.
Which is why he is dreading this year's Ostara. His High Priestess (and mother), in all her wisdom, had chosen him to lead the meditation. The Luna witches from the six villages will all be following his chant, plus any vampires and wolves who decided they wanted to join for fun. There is also the added pressure that this year it had been decided that it is time to establish a new village, there were too many younglings pushing to prove themselves and they needed to avoid feuds.
A space is already being cleared near Yoongi's own village, cabins being built and councils selecting who will help start the new community and though his mother hadn’t said anything directly to him about it, he had a feeling she is trying to show him off as a good potential member. That feeling is solidified when two wolves approach him as he is getting ready for Ostara to begin.
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The white ceremonial robes he needed to wear for the mediation were unnecessarily complicated in Yoongi’s opinion, and as he twists around to try and find the back loop he notices the large, very attractive men hovering nearby.
“Min Yoongi?” The taller of the two smiles, flashing dimples as he holds a hand out for him to shake “I’m Kim Namjoon and this is Jeon Jungkook, we’re the volunteers from the Kim pack.”
“Hello” He accepts the offered hand, awkwardly holding his robes closed with the other. Despite his large size, Namjoon's grasp is gentle yet firm “Will you be challenging for pack lead?”
“Ah, is it obvious?” Namjoon awkwardly rubs the back of his neck, a flushing creeping over his cheeks. How funny, Yoongi thinks, that someone looking to lead a pack can be shy. “I mean, there’s no guarantee that I’ll win but either way I look forward to working with you, I’ve heard a lot about your talents.”
“Oh, so she has volunteered me for the new village” Yoongi huffs out a small laugh, startling the wolves “When it involves me the High priestess isn’t very forthcoming in telling me what she’d planned.”
“You haven’t volunteered yourself?” There’s a panicked look on Namjoon's face as he shoots a look at Jungkook “I can speak to the high council? You shouldn’t be forced to leave if that isn’t what you want, or if you do want to leave maybe we can see if you will like another of the villages? It might be worth talking to Ji-eun, her coven is young so they will benefit from your guidance.”
Namjoon turns, starting to wander back to the crowd, muttering to himself and coming up with ideas, seemingly thinking of every possible outcome and reaction. Yoongi can definitely see the potential of a good leader in him, maybe with a little more direction. He turns his attention to the other wolf, who is already looking at him with an oddly intense gaze.
“Is he always like this?” He gestures to Namjoon’s retreating form “I never said I didn’t want to join the new coven, but I’m not the best at putting myself out there and I’d rather not deal with my mother whining so she tends to tell rather than ask.”
Another dimpled grin is shot at him, flashing a pair of bunny teeth and Yoongi feels his stomach swoop. Goddess Eostre, did the whole pack have dimples and muscles? That might be too much for his poor heart.
“Nah, it’s the stress of the challenge.” Jungkook shrugs, stepping closer to Yoongi “He’ll win for sure though so I’m not worried. May I?”
He gestures for the robes tie, stepping closer into Yoongi’s space. This close Yoongi can smell the scent of pine and earth on the man, both fresh and warm. There is a slight height difference, but enough that Yoongi had to look up to meet his eyes.
“Turn for me” Jungkook's warm hands grips his waist as he spins Yoongi around, though not quick enough that he doesn't catch a glimpse of the cocky smirk flash across his face. With a quick jerk the robe is suddenly tight around his waist, pulling a gasp from him. Jungkook’s lips brush his ear as he leans down to speak “Oops, I seem to have pulled it too hard.”
The pressure releases and Yoongi finds himself leaning back into the hard line of Jungkook’s body, heat flashing through his own. Once Jungkook finishes tying the robe his hands settle on the small of his waist, resting his chin on the shorter man's shoulder.
“You look beautiful in this, like the moon Goddess Eostre herself came down to bless me.”
“Bless you?” Yoongi scoffs, turning his head away as his cheeks pink “Do you have no shame? We’re in public, everyone can see.”
“So when we are in private it will be okay?” Yoongi flushes even darker “Hmm, let’s just blame it on the full moon if anyone asks.”
Another side effect of the full moon is that it can make people incredibly horny, Yoongi included. The thrum of power is intoxicating, and once the youngest, oldest, and less raunchy members of their community had retired for the evening, those left will split into pairs or even groups to enjoy themselves in a more carnal way. But usually with some level of privacy.
A loud cheer breaks the pair from their bubble, the bonfire has been lit and Ostara begins. In the distance Yoongi can see his mother waving him over. A heavy sigh in his ear sends shivers through his body.
“Ahh, my hyungs are calling me over,” with one more squeeze Jungkook pulls away reluctantly. “I’ll find you later?”
The question sits heavy on Yoongi’s chest. Yeah, he will. He nods, watching as the wolf jogs away before he makes his way to his mother for a thorough fussing.
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Yoongi’s heart feels like it is about to beat out of his chest. He keeps his gaze on the High Priestess as she stands at the centre of the crowd along with the other representatives. The meditation chant is running through his head over and over, though at this point he can repeat it in his sleep. He nearly jumps out of his skin when a hand grips his knee, his brother shooting him a concerned look.
“You know you don’t have to go, right?” Geum-jae whispers “I can talk to her for you/”
“Why does everyone think I’m being forced out?” He whispers back “Do I really look that unhappy?”
Geum-jae stares at him for a moment too long.
“Well you don’t look happy.”
“This is just my face!” Yoongi gives his brother a light shove “I’m not against going, and it’s only a day's walk from home so if it’s awful I can always come back.”
“Look at you being so outgoing” Geum-jae wipes a fake tear from his cheek “And I’m taking it this has nothing to do with the guy who’s been staring at you all evening?”
Yoongi decides to ignore the comment and turns back to the ceremony, watching his mother greet the newest witches and trying to pretend he can’t see Jungkook staring at him from the corner of his eye.
By the time it gets to announcing those selected to start the new village he’s less nervous and more interested in who has been chosen. Yoongi knew two of the Vampires who had volunteered, Kim Seokjin and Kim Taehyung. Both were turned long ago but had kept their youthful energy for life, and as the oldest of the vampires selected they had decided to share the burden of leadership. The Wolves were announced next, and it is no surprise that both Namjoon and Jungkook were chosen. It’s slightly more surprising that none of the other wolves step forward with Namjoon when they ask for challengers, and it isn’t until an obvious look of disappointment washed over his face that Jungkook steps forward. The ‘fight’ they have is more like a wrestling match than any of the other battles for dominance that Yoongi had seen from the wolves, with the two men grinning as they rolled around shirtless for a few minutes before Jungkook bares his neck in submission. As the wolves celebrate their new leader the younger wolf turns his attention back to Yoongi, flashing him both a smile and flex of his muscles. Geum-jae snorts from his spot next to him and gets pinched for his rudeness.
When it is time for the witches to be called forward, Yoongi is pleased to see two of his friends be called, Jimin and Hoeseok. They are both passionate and dedicated to their craft, with an uncanny ability to distract Yoongi from his own work when they feel he needs a break. When his own name is called he ducks his head as he makes his way through the crowd to join the others, Hoseok pulling him into a hug the moment he is close enough.
Now they leave the choice of who will lead the coven to Eostre.
The new coven form a circle, holding their hands in front of themselves with their palms up and calling on their Goddess to guide them. The thrill of magic has always felt like home to Yoongi, to call upon the power she bestowed upon them feels as natural as breathing yet his heart still skips a beat when a glowing sphere of pure moonlight forms in the centre of their circle. As it floats in place the silence feels like his soul is being judged. Then it moves towards him. Yoongi panics for a moment, thinking this must be some kind of mistake, but once the light touches his palms an odd calmness rushes over him as he feels his Goddess link to his magic. The circle closes around him.
“Ohh, what else could you expect from a descendant of Eostre herself” Hoseok squeezes him tightly from the centre of the group hug Yoongi is being forced into.
“There’s no proof of that and you know it!” Comes a rebuttal from Jimin on his other side, accompanied by a tongue being stuck out. There’s a knowing laugh that rings from the back of his mind and suddenly he wonders if the tales were true.
Once the young witches have calmed and each had their turn congratulating him, the groups split to continue their Ostara celebrations.
“Come now Yoongi, you will have time to familiarise yourself with your new neighbours later.” His mother gently guides him to the gathered covens “It is time for meditation, do you know your words?”
“I do” He pauses, feeling like a child as he pulls on her sleeve. “I feel weird.”
“Of course you do, my sweet boy” Her hands are soft as they cup his cheeks “Our Goddess has blessed you, do you feel her with you?”
“I feel like I should be nervous but she won’t let me” He laughs, the calmness is starting to ease into a gentle bubble of energy.
“Well, let us take advantage of that and get you in front of a crowd.” She is far too pleased, but that will be for future Yoongi to worry about, current Yoongi wants to get moon drunk and find a hot wolf to fuck.
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Meditation passes in a blur, the Goddess guiding his words and actions as he leads his fellow witches through their moon salutations. He must have been in his trance for at least an hour before his human nature catches up with him and his bladder starts protesting. Some of the others have already wandered off, Jimin and Hoseok included, so Yoongi decided to slip into the woods before he goes to find them.
The woods were no threat to him, but he doesn’t go too far beyond the tree line - out of sight but still able to hear the cheer of the evening.
As he finds a suitable spot to relieve himself his senses alert to movement behind him seconds before a pair of thick arms wrap around him.
“I was waiting for you to wake up” Jungkook is burning hot, almost vibrating with pent up energy.
“I wasn’t asleep, it’s meditation” Yoongi scolds, these wolves will need educating if they are going to build a community together “And you can continue to wait, I need to pee.”
“Hmm, I think I’ve waited long enough actually” Jungkook's hands start to find their way through the folds of his robe, touching any skin he can find as Yoongi tries to squirm out of his hold, even as his cock start to harden.
“Jungkook, I’m asking you to wait for like 30 seconds! Are you really that impatient?”
“Yeah, I am.” A hand wraps around the base of Yoongi’s throat and pulls him back against Jungkook so the length of his neck is exposed, allowing Jungkook to press kisses and nip at the skin. His other hand slips down into Yoongi’s underwear to wrap around his cock, coaxing it to full hardness. Yoongi bucks into the hand, the pressure of his bladder making him more sensitive, each stroke sending a spark of lightning through his body.
Jungkook guides them towards the nearest tree, letting go he urges Yoongi to brace against it so he can gather the back of the robes up, exposing Yoongi to the cool air of the night. He is gentle, almost reverent as he slides Yoongi's underwear down his legs, lifting one foot and then the other to remove them completely. He gropes Yoongi's ass as he pressed a kiss to his right cheek.
“So pale, like moonlight” There’s a nip at the crease where cheek meets thigh. Yoongi peaks over his shoulder to see a hungry look on Jungkook's face.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Jungkook's gaze snaps to his, holding it as he rises to cover Yoongi completely. A hand runs up the length of his body to grasp his chin, holding his head so Jungkook can kiss him deeply. The wolf licks into his mouth, tasting him deeply before pulling back to whisper against his lips.
“Because I’m going to devour you.”
A dry thumb presses against his hole, pulling at the pucker until the skin is smooth.
“Happen to have lube hidden somewhere in that robe?”
“Don’t need it” He turns his head to catch two of Jungkook's fingers, a simple thickening spell is easy enough to do without speaking, coating the fingers in tacky saliva.
“Fuck that’s hot” Jungkook groans, pressing his fingers down on Yoongi's tongue, allowing saliva to pool until it drips down his chin. “Any more surprises?”
“You’ll have to wait and see.” Is his muffled response. Jungkook's skin is salty on his tongue when Yoongi wraps his lips around the fingers, chasing the taste until Jungkook tuts and presses his fingers further into his mouth. He hooks them behind his lower teeth and pulls down, causing Yoongi's mouth to fall open and a whine to slip from him.
“Nu-uh sweetheart, none of that now. Be good and take what I give you, if you’re greedy I might really ruin you.”
Jungkook finally slips his fingers from Yoongi's mouth, pressing them inside him with little warning and impatiently begins stretching him. He works fast, pulling and tugging at his hole, dipping in to press teasingly on his prostate, tutting and pulling out every time Yoongi presses back onto his fingers or clenches down.
Eventually he must tire of Yoongi disobeying as he wraps an arm around his middle and pulls the witch against his chest, pressing his fingers as deep as possible, crooking them to press firmly on Yoongi's prostate.
Yoongi cries out, grabbing at Jungkook's arm and trying to relieve the sudden pressure on his bladder. The constant stimulation to his prostate sends shock waves of pleasure through him, making him feel like he’s about to burst.
“Jungkook-ah, please” Tears well in his eyes. “You need to move your arm, I can’t hold it!”
“Then don’t baby, make a mess of yourself for me.” Jungkook splays a large hand right over Yoongi's lower stomach, keeping a constant pressure as his fingers massage him from the inside. Yoongi tries to hold back, the embarrassment of pissing in this situation too much for his dizzy mind to handle. As the first drop of pee falls from his tip so does the tears in Yoongi's eyes as the relief of finally letting go washes over him. He shudders as he releases a steady stream of piss, the sound of it hitting the ground so loud in the quiet of the woods. His bladder is barely empty before he feels the head of Jungkook's cock press at his entrance, two of his fingers hooked to spread his rim open. The wolf pauses there, not pressing in but enjoying the feeling of Yoongi trying to clench his hole around something. Yoongi whines again and presses back so the head pops past the ring, drawing a gasp from both men.
“Fucking slut” is all the warning his has before Jungkook uses the leverage of his arm around his waist to brace as he pushes the full length of his cock into Yoongi. It’s definitely the biggest he’s ever taken, filling him deeper than he’s ever felt before, the hint of a knot thickening the base of it. Jungkook fucks him deep and hard, pulling out slowly before thrusting back in quickly, jolting Yoongi's body with each movement. As Jungkook loses himself in the tight heat Yoongi tilts his head back onto Jungkook's shoulder, exposing his neck for Jungkook to press wet, open mouthed kisses. His hazy vision locks onto the moon, the glow of their Goddess cooling his heated skin and he’s never felt more connected to her than this moment. His moment of bliss is stolen from him though, as Jungkook notices him slipping away. He tugs the witch backward and places his hand on the back of Yoongi's neck, folding him at the waist until Yoongi has to reach out to brace against the tree.
Jungkook's thrusts speed up, his knot starting to swell enough that it catches on Yoongi's rim with every thrust.
“You feel so good baby” Jungkook groans “Fucking made for me, made to be stuck on my knot all the time aren’t you?”
Yoongi moans helplessly as his knees start to give way, sinking to the floor with Jungkook following him down. The wolf pulls out and flips him over, grabbing an ankle in each hand and pressing them back towards his shoulders in what Yoongi blearily realises is a mating press. Jungkook slides his cock back into him, pressing his hips close and grinding deep into Yoongi.
“My little witch, can you feel me?” Yoongi nods desperately “I think I might keep you for myself, hide you away from the others and fuck you whenever I want.”
The thought of that does more for Yoongi than he will ever admit out loud. He thinks he’d live a happy life if it was spent like this, but there is just one more thing he needs.
“A-are you going to knot me?” he manages to gasp out, his tongue heavy in his mouth as he clenches rhythmically to feel the stretch of the knot catching at his rim, milking Jungkook's cock.
“Hmmm, would you like that? Want me to fill you deep here?” Jungkook's hand strokes his stomach where the end of his dick must sit, Yoongi lifts a hand to feel and nearly comes as he finds a small bulge. “Just a little bit more baby.”
As Jungkook's thrusts pick back up, Yoongi lifts a hand to his own neglected cock. He tries to reach but the force of the thrusts and angle make it hard, especially when Jungkook presses his legs even further back in a stretch that makes his thighs burn. The knot knot has swollen to the point that it stings with each thrust. Yoongi whines in frustration, so pent up that only a little touch will make him cum at this point.
“You still haven’t learnt to not be greedy, have you? You come on my knot or you don’t come at all.”
“Then fucking knot me already!”
“I can’t wait to move to the new village, I’m going to have fun breaking you into the perfect breeding bitch.” Jungkook's voice is a growl as he thrusts in one final time, his knot locking them tight together as he cums deep inside Yoongi. The feeling of finally being knotted pushes Yoongi over the edge as his legs shake from the intensity of his orgasm, Jungkook’s little thrusts continuously grinding his dick over Yoongi's prostate, drawing it out.
Eventually Jungkook stills, panting heavily as he catches his breath, and Yoongi suddenly notices that Jungkook is semi-shifted. Big furry ears are nestled in his dark hair, fangs slipped past his lips, and a feral look in his wide eyes.
“Sorry about this” Jungkook doesn’t look the slightest bit sorry.
“It’s fine, I knew what I is getting myself into.”
“Ah” The smirk pointed at him is wicked, fangs glinting in the moonlight “I didn’t mean the knotting.”
That’s when Yoongi notices the pressure inside him hasn’t let up and the bump on his stomach is still growing. Jungkook is pissing inside him. His head drops as heat flashes through him at the thought of being so completely owned in the moment. Jungkook has completely ruined him, he has let Jungkook do anything he wanted and loved every moment of it.
Jungkook carefully lowers his legs to the ground, rolling them over so Yoongi is lying on his chest as they wait out the knot more comfortably. Yoongi groans at the pressure it puts on his swollen stomach, but Jungkook eases the ache by massaging his thighs and tracing gentle patterns as they make idle conversation about everything from their childhoods to their hopes for the new settlement. By the time his knot has shrunk enough for Jungkook to pull out the sun is threatening to rise and Yoongi thinks he may be in love (the new voice at the back of his mind approves of his choice). Getting up on shaky legs, Jungkook approaches him with a ripped up shirt.
“What's that for?”
“You know, for, um that?” Jungkook gestures to the mess now leaking down Yoongi's thighs.
“Oh, I don’t need that” A quick sweep of his hands and a small cleaning spell deals with the fluids, leaving Jungkook looking mildly surprised “You do know that I’m a very powerful witch from one of the oldest coves, yes?”
“Yeah” A goofy grin splits Jungkook's face “And I had you crying on my knot.”
Yoongi splutters, turning on his heel to return to what remains of the festival. Jungkook's laughter follows him, which he ignores much like he ignores the knowing looks he receives from those still awake at the fire. Though when Jungkook catches up to him, he accepts the arm slipped around his shoulders.
Perhaps his mother was right all along.