Moonchild | ot7 | Twenty pt. 2

Pair: OT7  x f!reader ; endgame ??? x f!reader

Summary: Working at a coffee shop that only opened in the late hours of the night was the most exciting thing about your life, really. You never had that many friends, your love life was nonexistent, and you just couldn’t explain the feeling of not belonging that chased you no matter where you tried to find your place. It was when seven very handsome strangers came into your life that weird things started happening around you and within you. Could they be the ones to fill in what’s been missing? Or would getting involved with them and their world put you in danger?

Genre: Series, fluff, angst, smut, non idol au, ABO, werewolf au.

Chapter Warnings: Tiny angst, feels and smut!!!!

WC: 10.9K

You were extremely disappointed as you woke up alone in your bed, the faint memory of Yoongi laying you down to nap still a little blurry in your mind. But you could smell him all over your sheets, and on your skin, knowing he had stayed with you at least for a little while.

Thankfully you hadn’t slept all day, even if you felt like you could, if you let your body make its own decisions. You didn’t run into Jungkook in the bathroom again, as you washed your face and brushed your teeth; movements sluggish and lazy. And you hadn’t even walked that much while in town to feel this tired!

Maybe your body and your emotions were finally catching up to everything that was going on with you and the pack lately. But you’d be damned if you let it stop you finishing the job and doing what you had to do.

What you desperately craved.

You faintly remembered telling the pack that you had gifts for all of them, but you had no memory of ever giving them the homemade jewelry Felix helped you make. Well, Felix allowed you to use his supplies, but refused to touch any of the pieces you picked; assuring you that ‘your pups’ would hate to have the scent of another male on anything you ever gave them.

And there they were, seven bracelets, still at the bottom of the paper bag that carried the logo of the flower shop. The design of the bracelets was simple, really, just a silver chain and eight beads in each of them. Eight beads to represent the eight phases of the moon, but also to represent the pack; the seven of them and one of you.

In each of the bracelets, seven of the beads were perfectly round and smooth moonstones –much like the one Jimin had shown you the night before–. The last and final bead had a different color and stone for each of them. Ones you chose based on their personalities and personal preferences:

Blue for Namjoon, pink for Seokjin, black for Yoongi, red for Hoseok, yellow for Jimin, green for Taehyung and purple for Jungkook.

Picking them up to inspect them, you felt a little silly. It was definitely not the work of a craftswoman, some of them looked a little too handmade, and you almost didn’t want to hand them over to their owners.

But you guessed that it was the thought that counted.

It was the symbolism, and it was you showing that you were interested in them as they were interested in you. Maybe then, they would understand that you were nowhere near ready to choose between any of them.

You felt even more silly as you rubbed them all on your neck and wrists, hoping to cover them in your scent. But it was because of this slight embarrassment that you refused to look any of them in the eye as you handed over to each owner, much preferring to place them on the doorknobs of their rooms and knocking before bolting out of there before they could catch you.

Your last stop was at the basement, you were about to knock on Hobi’s door when his voice made you freeze.

Not so fast, pretty girl. He warned, letting you know you were caught. If you want to give me something, you come in and do it properly.

“How did you know?” you grumbled, forehead resting against his door.

Do you really think all of the others aren’t already howling and gushing about your gift? Hoseok answered and you couldn’t really hear anything, guessing this celebration was for boys only. You’re lucky Yoongi hyung is in the shower, but I’d come in faster if I were you.

Getting caught once was already bad enough, you should count your losses before the door behind you opens to show a possibly towel clad, wet Min Yoongi. Well, actually–

“Get in here.” the door was opening in front of you and an arm was wrapping around your waist to pull you inside.

Your back was pressed against the closed door as you giggled and held onto Hoseok’s arms. The man steadied you, smiling as he looked down at you to make sure you were okay. God, he was beautiful from this up close.

“Hi.” you were smiling as he didn’t step away, crowding your space and making sure you didn’t look at anything but him. You tapped his forehead gently with your pointer finger as you asked: “Is it noisy up there?”

“You have no idea what you’ve done, do you?” he closed his eyes and held your wrist to press his nose on the inside of it, breathing you in. “In fact–”

Hoseok’s other hand slipped behind your back and you heard the locking of the door; shivers, goosebumps and trembles coursing through you and filling you with anxiety.

“What was that for?” you grinned, relaxing further against the door. “Keeping them out, or keeping me in?”

“No reason it can’t be both.”

Hoseok let go of your hand and looked you up and down and you knew he was searching for the gift you had for him. You were holding his bracelet behind your hand, watching him grow curious by the second. You knew he wouldn’t outright ask for it, but you could almost hear his wolf whining at how long you were taking.

“So, how have you been–” you started, hearing his huff and feeling the puff of air on your lips. “Okay, okay, I won’t tease you. Just… Don’t expect much.”

“You could give me a rock and I’ll keep it forever.” Hoseok’s body was almost shaking and you could picture a fluffy tail wagging behind him.

You brought your hand between your bodies and opened your palm, showing him the silver bracelet with the translucent and red gems. You couldn’t look at his face to see his reaction to your gift, swallowing the nervous lump on your throat. But as you watched his long, bony fingers taking the jewelry from you, you realized he was physically shaking.

“Oh.” he said, after what felt like ages of you listening to each other’s breathing.

“I warned you that it wasn’t–”

Hoseok’s free hand held your face in place for him to slot his lips with yours, taking your breath away and making your heart try to leap out of your chest. You instantly melted into him, arms wrapping around his neck as he pressed himself against you fully. His mouth moved first, making you part your lips at once, giving him the passage to slip his tongue inside. Yours greedily chased after his, flicking against his as your hand found its way into his hair.

Too soon, Hoseok was pulling away and looking at you with something you weren’t sure was concern or curiosity.

“Thank you, little wolf.” he finally said, letting you catch your breath. “I appreciate it a lot. I appreciate you.”

“Yeah, I–” you let out a tiny sigh, brain too scrambled to form a proper sentence. “Yeah.”

“Will you put it on me?” he asked sincerely and it made something inside you fill up with unbribed happiness.

You were nodding as you got the bracelet back from him and clasped it around his wrist. And since you didn’t have any other wolves speaking into your mind, you asked him:

“How did they like it?”

“Let’s just say it will be safer for you if you stay here the rest of the day.” he chuckled and you didn’t know if that was a great thing or a concerning one.

“Mhmm, I don’t know,” you started off gently, running your hands up his chest and stopping at his neck. “The only big bad wolf keeping me hostage is you.”

Hoseok’s grin was wolfish, white teeth showing before his face hid in your neck. He nuzzled into you, nose dragging against your throat. But it wasn’t sexual as the only thing he gave you was a loving kiss on the crook where your neck met shoulder.

“I can let you go if you want to.” he told you, despite holding you closer.

“That is the opposite of what I want.” you assured him, running your nails at the back of his neck. “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”

“Were you?” his arms squeezed you a little tighter, a rumbling coming from his chest.

“So you and Tar had a fight, huh?” you pulled the bandaid off and despite the loosening of his arms, Hoseok didn’t let go of you.

“You've heard about that?”

“I don't think secrets last long in this house.” you spoke quietly, turning your face to kiss his cheek. “Was it because of me? Something I did?”

“What would you have done, pretty girl?” Hobi pulled away from your neck to look at you.

“Maybe something I didn't do. Yet.” you didn’t want to be more graphic than this, but Hoseok still looked confused, so you added: “I'm not choosing who I spend the night with, I hope you know that. Except maybe for Joon, but that was out of respect for the pack hierarchy–”

“Whatever happened between me and Taehyungie wasn't your responsibility.” he sounded sincere, but you still saw the gurt in his downcast eyes.

“So it didn’t have anything to do with me?”

You doubted that very much, raising an eyebrow as if you expected him to lie to you. But Hoseok wouldn’t tell a lie, instead, he chose to press his lips together and his eyes dropped from yours to your cheek.

“I'm sorry, Hobi.”

“No, no… It wasn’t about you, not in the way you're thinking.” his hands squeezed your hips as he grounded himself. “It's about me.”

“You don't have to tell me if it's too personal.” you wanted him to know that.

“It's the most personal thing about me, I guess.” Hoseok’s touch was gone from you too soon as he took a few steps back until the back of his knees hit the edge of his bed and he dropped down. “Which is exactly why I should tell you.”

“Again, you don't have to–”

“I want to. I need to.” he decided, opening his legs when you walked closer to him, so you could stand in between them. “I just haven’t talked about Sowon in so long.”

You felt your stomach flip with a new kind of jealousy, but Hoseok held your hips again, resting his forehead on your stomach. His breathing got a little heavy, but his shoulders relaxed when your hand caressed the back of his head.

“Sowon is another girl?”

“Sowon was… I guess you'd call us sweethearts.” he started slowly, pulling from your embrace to guide you to sit on his bed. That’s how you knew this conversation might take a while. “We grew up together. We weren't in the same familial pack, but we were neighbors and our packs were friendly with each other. She was my first girlfriend.”

You nodded to let him know you were listening, moving to sit in the middle of his bed. Hoseok followed your lead and sat in front of you with his legs crossed in front of him. Out of habit, you picked one of his pillows and brought it to your lap to rest your arms and to have something to do with your hands.

The case smelled so heavily of Hobi, hints of cedar and mandarin, that you hoped it would relax you and ease your jealousy. With the way he spoke about his first girlfriend, you knew she wasn’t in the picture anymore. And you knew what he felt for you was real, so you shouldn’t feel threatened by a ghost from his past.

“We were sixteen when we started dating, she was the first girl I ever really liked.” his fingers searched for yours and you let him take your hand. “The only one, until you. She was my first at everything, I really thought she was it for me.”

“Your mate?” your voice was small and you weren’t sure you wanted to hear the answer.

“I thought so. I never felt love like that, it was the same love I saw my sister share with her mate.” Hobi looked to the dresser to the right of his bed, where you knew he kept a family picture of his parents and his sister. “At least I thought it was. In my mind, it was supposed to be.”

“I thought… I always thought that when you find a mate, you just know. There are no spaces for doubt or for wondering.”

You thought about Jungkook and his confidence when it came to his feelings for you. How he was positive you were it for him, his mate. When everyone else told him you couldn’t be, when you knew you couldn’t be, he never wavered. You couldn’t know if it was just him being stubborn and needing to be right, or if he felt more than you knew.

“You're right about that, but I didn't know any better at the time. Or at least I didn't want to know.” his laugh was small and dry. “Sometimes, in situations like that, you just want to ignore it.”

“Can you ignore it?” you frowned, eyes getting lost in the way the red bead on his bracelet reflected the light of his room. “I always thought soulmates were the most important thing for wolves. Something you won't rest until you find it.”

“For some people it can be. In the past, it used to be.” he nodded. “When our packs were smaller and further apart, back when it was still complicated for werewolves to live with humans, finding a mate, procreating and making the pack stronger were the main goals.”

“I guess it was like that with humans, too, in a way.” if you thought about it through history, for so many decades women were raised to find a good husband and settle down with the purpose of having children. How much different could that be from the pack mentality?

“With modern society, in big cities like Seoul or Gwanju, where I grew up, finding a mate isn't something so important. People don't stop living their lives until they find that one right person.” he explained, opening your eyes to new possibilities you hadn’t thought about yet. “Sometimes they don't even ever meet them. I have friends who fell in love and they knew they weren't mates from the beginning, but it didn't stop them from being together and having a beautiful family. They are still together to this day.”

“That's brave.”

“How come?”

“I just mean… Aren't they scared that one day, one of them could run into their true mate?” you asked, but perhaps he knew the true meaning behind your worries. “What happens then? The other person keeps the kids while they go build a new life and new family?”

It was something you thought about more often than you’d like. What would happen if someone else came along for any of the boys? What if you picked one of them and, a week later, their mate comes along. Or even worse! What if you could never pick and had to watch as they found their true mate, one by one?

Would you be kicked out of the pack? Or watch the seven be happy forever while you're miserably alone?

“It can be a little more complicated than that.” Hoseok was staring into your soul as he was honest: “It does happen, I've seen it happen. But there are things you can do to prevent that. You can… reject a mate.”

“You can?”

“Mm. It's what I was going to do.”

“For Sowon?” you swallowed the thick lump in your throat, thinking of how much Hoseok must’ve loved this girl if he was willing to sacrifice a mate for her.

“I was ready to renounce my mate, whoever they were, so I could be with her forever.” he laughed again, but this time it felt like he was laughing at himself.

“Did you?”

“I didn't have the time.” he shook his head, too serious for someone you were so used to seeing smiling. “You can't just reject a mate whenever you want to, it's not as easy as looking at the moon and saying you don't want them. There's a ritual and it's painful and you're not allowed to go through it before you turn twenty one.”

“Imagine how many young kids would make a mistake if it was that simple.” you thought out loud, being brought back to all of your childhood boyfriends that you swore were the love of your life for a week or two.

“Right?” he laughed, and this time it was genuine. Somewhere in the woods, a fairy got her wings back. But then he got back on track and the tug on your heart was back. “We were going to do it together. We were going to reject our mates and be together.”

“You're making it sound like it didn't happen like you planned.” were you a bad person if you were happy about that?

“Sowon found her mate before we were even eighteen.” he shrugged, and you guessed it was the hardest part of the story. “She broke things off with me the next day.”

“Just like that?”

“To me, it felt like losing a mate. Like I was the one being rejected.” Hoseok told you and you could almost physically feel that pain. “You see, you only need to wait until you turn twenty one, if you haven't met your mate by then.”

“So wait, she could have rejected them? Even at seventeen?” you were thankful for the pack’s endless patience when it came to your questions.

“Sometimes there are loopholes. If your mate is someone bad, toxic, abusive.” the wolf brought up a point you had never thought about. “Being someone's mate doesn't make you good, you're still you. So if you suck, you'll still suck when you find your mate.”

“Why do I feel like that's what happened to Sowon?”

“It kinda was.” he agreed. “Her mate wasn't a nice guy. His pack wasn't nice. He was like the Southsiders.”

“Oh.”

“His pack didn't want equality, they wanted supremacy. It's not what Bangtan stands for, it's not what my pack believed in, either.” as he spoke, the mention of the Southsiders made you a little unnerved. To know there were people like that everywhere… Packs that stood united against you and your kind, when most humans didn’t even know werewolves existed. “His pack went around towns like ours, preaching their way of life, pinning wolves against humans, growing in numbers. They would attack innocent people, beat them, rob them–”

“People? Or humans?” he didn’t need to clarify for you to know.

“I don't think Sowon was only in love with him. I think she fell in love with their promises and their words as well.” as he spoke, you weren’t sure he believed those words or if it was just something he said to make himself feel better. “She joined them and left her family behind, myself included.”

“I'm terribly sorry, Hobi.” you reached for his hand to hold it between yours as you could tell he was done.

“I'm sorry, too.” he gave your hand a little squeeze and brought it to his lips. Hoseok sighed against your skin as he said: “I'll make sure to apologize to Tae, too.”

And then it clicked.

Their fight.

Your eyes filled with water as guilt had your voice trembling:

“Are you feeling rejected again?” you sniffed. “Because I’ve been with the others–”

“I guess watching you with the others unearthed feelings I didn't heal from as well as I thought.” he admitted as your chest felt heavy and tight. “But it's not your responsibility to worry about them, or even guess. It wasn’t fair of me to snap on Taehyung either.”

“I'm still sorry. I could have given you more attention.” you pouted, letting go of his hand to crawl onto his lap. Hoseok chuckled softly as he held you in his arms. “I wanted to! I always want to. For all of you.”

“Please don't cry, okay?” he held your face to kiss your teary eyes.

“I just… I hate this.” you groaned, tears changing place with frustration. “I hate having to choose, it's not fair to any of you.”

“It was never meant to be fair.” his hand was at the back of your head as he gently rocked you. “It just is what it is.”

“I don't like it.” you crossed your arms to your chest with a scowl.

And Jimin had a point.

Hoseok didn’t want to see it at first, but he couldn’t deny the signs much longer.

Your smell was stronger than before and he hadn’t done much more than kissing you once. He could feel how jealous you were getting while he spoke about his ex, your silent possessiveness making his own wolf croon. And the mood swings you likely didn’t even notice… One minute you were crying and the next you were mad.

All it did was put more questions into Hoseok’s mind, of how this was possible. The last pack meeting and the option that was brought up making a comeback.

“Listen.” he started again, pressing you into his chest. “I'm not telling you this so you feel inclined to pick me over the others. I'm not a heartbroken teenager anymore.”

“I know. You're too good to play dirty like that.” you gently turned around in his arms, hiding your face in his neck. Your eyes were closed as you breathed in his scent, as your lips pressed against his scent glands, as if you knew exactly where it was. “Such a good alpha.”

“I still wanted to tell you, so you know.” Hoseok was trying really hard to keep his composure, but you weren’t making it any easier. “What you do with that, it's up to you.”

He was positive you didn’t hear his last words, too concerned with covering his neck in kisses and tiny bites.

“Pretty girl,” he tried again to get your attention and your hum was the only reply Hoseok received back. “Are you hungry?”

“Mhmm.” you nodded again, arms uncrossing to wrap around his frame. “But not for food.”

It made him laugh, at least you were honest.

Hoseok could smell your slick filling the air, staining your underwear, tempting him into not resisting you. The frustrated anger you were feeling must’ve melted into lust, the jealousy of listening to him talk about another woman turning into need to prove that you could be good for him.

Better.

And Hoseok knew you could, that's not why he told you about his past; but so that you knew he wasn't perfect.

In fact, the perfect alpha might have stopped this, made sure you ate a good balanced meal before indulging you. The perfect alpha would have soft spare sheets to keep the nest clean, knowing an omega heat could last for weeks, depending on how many partners they had. The perfect alpha would have noticed it coming a mile away before it fully hit you.

Jimin had a point. But he wasn’t exactly right.

Hoseok could see the heat-like symptoms and why one might recognize them in you. He'd been there through more heats than he could count with Sowon, he knew what to expect and what to look for.

Your body felt warm, but it wasn’t a heat induced fever.

Your scent was sweeter, but it wasn’t to seduce an alpha into mating.

Your moods were rapidly changing, but it wasn’t from your inner wolf fighting to come to the front of your mind.

You were insatiable, but it wasn't caused by the need to breed.

But what was actually going on didn't make any more or less sense than if you were actually going through heat.

It didn't make you any more or less wolf.

If Hoseok had to guess, this was the way your body found to deal with all of the changes going on with you lately. It was how you were able to take on Jungkook during his rut, how you kept taking pack member after pack member.

It was a common thing that could happen to pack omegas, kind of like how a phantom pregnancy occurred in wild wolves and even domesticated female dogs. But instead of thinking you were pregnant, your body tricked you into thinking you were going through heat.

So that you could fulfill the duty that was entrusted to you, so you could secure your position within the pack. So that you would still be the desired omega.

Hoseok was also positive that this likely didn't occur that regularly in normal packs. In those where there was a different kind of balance than the one you had with Bangtan. But there was nothing natural about a pack made of seven alphas.

There was nothing natural about a human taking on the role of pack omega either.

The werewolf didn't want to agree with the possibility of you having dormant lycan genes. But in a sea of impossible coincidences, this might have been the last drop.

“Pretty girl,”

Hoseok's voice reached your ears, but barely made sense to your brain. You pulled away from his neck to look at his angled, handsome face, full of hard lines and smooth skin. Your smile was small and sheepish as your hazy eyes found blown out ones.

“How do you feel?” he wanted to know and it was starting to annoy you how everyone kept asking you that.

Horny and tired, was what you wanted to say. Instead, you went for: “Floaty.”

“Floaty?” he repeated with a tiny laugh.

“Been getting like this sometimes.” you nodded, pushing out of his arms and laying against his pillows. “Dunno why. And I've never been high, but I think this is what it would feel like.”

“It probably is.” the way he said made you feel like he knew something that you didn't.

Maybe this was yet another wolf thing you didn't know about and, right now, you didn’t feel the need to ask about it. You doubted you'd make sense of it anyway.

Hoseok’s bed was on the softer side, the yellow duvet underneath you felt like a hug. His bedroom was cluttered with some type of bear sculptures, colorful paintings and stuffed plushies. In front of the bed, a three column bookshelf was filled with nothing but CDs, vinyls and an impressive record player; the perfect mixture of modern and vintage.

“I'm tired.” you admitted softly, stretching your limbs.

“You can take a nap, if you want.” he offered, but that's not what you meant.

You shook your head. “I'm tired of thinking. I'm tired of questions. I'm tired of never knowing what's going on.”

The man was quiet for a little while, lines between his brows were a sign he was thinking hard about something. Maybe he was tired too, maybe they all were.

But that was the kind of thing you couldn't think about, lest another wave of annoying and surprising sadness overtook you.

“I can help you with that.” he offered after making up his mind. “I can help you not think for a little while.”

“Mhmm.”

You croaked out a hum, interested and curious, gazing at the man when he got on hands and knees to crawl over your body.

“If you'll let me,” Hobi carried on, face leveled with yours. His breath tasted like freshly baked, mint choco cookies. “I'll make sure I'm the only thing on your mind.”

“Can you kiss me?”

“Do you trust me?” his reply made you frown, but you did.

“Of course I trust you.” you reached for his lips by raising your torso on your elbows.

Only for Hoseok to pull away by raising on his knees and sitting back. His smile was eerie as he said: “I hope you don't regret saying that.”

You frowned, making him laugh a sweet smile that sent any worry away. Hoseok leaped out of his bed so elegantly that it reminded you more of a cat than a wolf. His stretched hands told you you should get up too.

You did so, a little slower than he had, and stood on wobbly knees by the side of the bed. Hoseok gently guided you a couple steps away and walked closer to his bed again, crouching down and looking for something between the mattress and the sturdy wooden frame.

The werewolf walked to the four corners of the bed, pulling out ropes that were stuck to it. Two by the headboard and two by the foot. Your breath hitched as you saw the leather cuffs at the end of each rope, looking strong enough to hold someone down.

“Why do you have that installed?” you asked, sounding a little breathy already.

“Not for the reason you're thinking.” Hoseok chuckled, walking up to you and standing behind you so that you could both look at his bed as if it was an art piece.

“So, not for kinky sex?”

“Well, maybe a little of what you're thinking.” you felt him shrug behind you, both of his hands resting on your hips. “But that is for safety.”

“Mine or yours?” your body rested against his front and the man started to kiss your shoulder, breathing your scent over your shirt.

“I don't think you're up for another deep conversation,” he commented between kisses, and he did have a point. You didn’t think your brain would retain any more complicated information right now. “But wolves can be unpredictable sometimes. It's better to be safe than sorry.”

“Wait, that's for you?” you gasped softly, picturing Hoseok strapped to that bad for safety reasons.

“Not today.” the man mumbled against your skin, grin palpable as you started to lose your mind. “Today it's for you.”

The whine that left your lips was high pitched as you melted further into his arms, legs pressing together as you nibbled on your bottom lip. Hoseok’s arm circled your front, pulling you harder against his body and you could feel his deep breaths from his chest and a hardness pressing to your ass.

“Can I tie you up?” Hoseok asked lowly, making sure you heard him right. His free hand pushed your hair away from your neck so he could kiss higher on your throat, nose tracing the shell of your ear before: “Can I kiss you, touch you? Can I fuck you like that?”

You moaned softly from his words alone, eyes fluttering as you gave him a weak nod. Your knees would start to buckle at any moment now, the wetness between your legs was ever present and growing.

I need you to use your words, cub. Hoseok’s mouth was too busy working on your neck.

“Yes, alpha.” you swallowed. “You can do whatever you want to me.”

I really hope you won't regret saying that.

With a harsher tug, Hoseok flipped you around so that you were facing him instead of the bed. His hands held your face as he kissed your lips, forcefully and deliciously; tongue swiping at your lips before pushing its way in. You moaned into his mouth, hands grabbing onto his shirt as you tried to breathe.

The man sucked your bottom lip into his mouth, letting it drag between his teeth before letting it go. Your eyes were blurry as you opened them, sighing and panting as a result of the kiss.

“Tell me your safe word, pretty girl.” he coaxed with a nudge of his nose against yours.

“I-I don't have one.” you stammered, taking a while to realize he was waiting for you to come up with one. “Uhm… Moonlight.”

“Perfect.” he smiled somewhat proudly, but pulled away from you, which was exactly the opposite of what you needed. “Please undress and lay on the bed.”

The blunt request made your heart skip several beats as you felt heat creeping up on your neck. You found yourself frozen in place, suddenly shy under his gaze, until-

Your alpha gave you an order, cub. His wolf reminded you pointedly. It will do you good to obey us from now on.

Well, if you weren’t nervous before.

But while his wolf sounded authoritarian and dominant, the man's eyes were filled with adoration and something that reminded you a lot of expectation. And he'd been waiting a lot for this, so you’d give him anything he wanted.

Your fingers stopped trembling as you held the hem of your shirt, tugging it upwards and pulling it off of you. Your bare breasts were pushed together as you worked on your pants and dragged them down your legs, bending down until you could kick them off. Your underwear was the last to go and you wished you were wearing something a little sexier.

Nothing ever made you feel as naked as the way Hoseok was looking at you, licking his lips as his hungry eyes studied your every curve, line and blemish.

She's stunning. The wolf spoke with a growl and Hoseok nodded as if he agreed.

“Thank you, alpha.” you squirmed on the spot, chest moving with your harsh breaths.

“Do we make you nervous?” he asked with the cocking of his head.

“In a good way, I promise.”

You had also never been tied up before, so you were sure your quick paced heart was also a result of that. Of not knowing if you'd like it or panic at being restrained. But you did trust Hoseok, and you surprisingly trusted his wolf even more.

When you turned around to head to the bed, the groan you heard made you giggle quietly, confidence growing further as you pushed your ass out to climb on the mattress.

Hoseok was the perfect picture of calmness as he watched you get settled on his sheets. He let you fix the pillows and the covers and you knew you were nesting again, in a way, but your second-hand doubts didn't stop you this time.

When you were ready and comfortable, laying on your back, Hoseok came closer to the bed and watched you as if dinner was served.

“Are you okay?” he asked gently, yet to touch you or himself. As much as he could smell the slick between your legs, you could see the outline under his pants. “We can stop at any time, if you get uncomfortable.”

You only nodded, biting your bottom lip as he walked to the foot of the bed, taking one of your heels and the rope closer to it. Hoseok was slow and gentle with the way he tied your foot, clasping the cuff around left heel and pushing his fingers underneath to make sure it wasn’t too tight.

“This is meant to hold a werewolf down, not a fragile little thing like you.” he added and you weren’t sure he was concerned or teasing you. “Let me know if it hurts you.”

“It feels okay.” you nodded, pulling the strapped leg to test its give. “I’ll let you know if it changes.”

“Good girl.”

You raised your upper body on your elbows, watching him walk to the other side to strap the cuff of the other rope on your right heel. You realized belatedly just how spread this made you, ankles tied too far away from each other. You couldn’t close your thighs shut to cover yourself when you felt shy again, but you tried. Hoseok smiled devilishly, eyes going up your legs and stopping between them.

“Still okay with this?” he checked, and you nodded.

You had to lay down again when Hoseok came up from the side of the bed, motioning for you to give him your right hand. Your arm was quite stretched as he clasped the cuff around your wrist and while he walked to the other side to tie up your last free limb, you pulled and tugged on the rope to see how much it wiggled or flexed.

You’ll have to forgive us as that’s not the ideal kind of rope to use for this, His wolf started, making you smile. You loved it every time you got to hear from them. But since it’s not tied around your skin, we’ll make sure it doesn’t leave a mark.

“I wouldn’t mind being left with marks.” you told them both, watching Hoseok lean down to leave a kiss in the middle of your palm.

And just like that, you were completely naked, tied down to his bed, looking more like a starfish than anything else. You could barely bend your elbows and knees as you tested out how much you could move; not much, but that was the intended purpose, you were sure.

Hoseok took his shirt off and his pants before joining you on the bed. He was left in only black briefs and you guessed he only undressed this fast so you wouldn’t get anxious or too nervous about the fact that you were completely naked and spread out; feeling vulnerable was already enough.

He crawled between your legs and as much as you tried, you couldn’t settle, hands constantly giving the ropes a little tug.

You’re still thinking too hard, cub. He spoke in your mind. Stop thinking about the ropes as a restraint. Think about them as release.

“That makes no sense, Hobi.” you whined, pushing a pout onto your lips.

“You’re mine now.” he ignored you, climbing over your body, nose close enough to smell you, but not enough to touch your skin. “Trust that I will take care of you and you don’t have to do anything other than feel. Let it free you.”

“How–”

“Close your eyes. Let your mind blank.” he instructed as the citrusy scent of mandarins got stronger. Give yourself to me.

You took deep breaths to inhale his pheromones, sucking it in through your lips, allowing it to take over you. Hoseok wasn’t letting out too much so it wouldn’t make you drunk, but you started to feel a little buzzed. Your arms went lax as you stopped struggling with the ropes, your hips stopped twisting and your eyes closed softly.

That’s it, you’re doing so well for us.

The praise made you suck in a shaky breath, bones dissolving into mush, brain a little foggy. Instead of trying not to think and forcing your mind to blank, you just… Existed. You felt weightless, floating.

The first kiss was pressed on your sternum, between your breasts. The second one was on your right hip, the third on your left thigh. You never knew where the next was going to come from, but you didn’t try and guess Hoseok’s patterns. You were his to do as he pleased.

With your eyes closed, your other senses became heightened. You could smell him better, being engulfed by his gentle musk, and you could feel him better; the slow drag of his clothed cock on your thigh as he moved to settle on top of you. Hoseok’s sharp nose pressed against your lower belly, coming up your stomach, passing between your breasts and ending on your collarbones.

You were losing your mind, his touches were too gentle for it to give you anything proper, but the fact that this was Hoseok, and the fact that he was finally touching you –regardless of how gently–, was making your expectations skyrocket.

A long lick was pressed to the side of your neck, making you turn your head to give him more space to work with. You sighed softly as his lips worked on your throat, Hoseok’s fingertips tracing lines on your stomach, drawing his name.

“Feel better?” his words were delivered in a whisper next to your ear. You nodded, and he teased: “You smell so sweet, cub. Bet your dirty little cunt is fucking dripping.”

His words made your chest rise and you opened your eyes, legs trying to close on instinct as you looked for some pressure. Hoseok was on his hands and knees on top of you, hands on either side of your ribs, knees between your legs. A chuckle painted his heart shaped lips and you knew right then that he was playing with you.

“What was that, pretty girl?” he continued, making you squirm.

“Please, Hobi…” you whined, ears easily picking up the stretching of the ropes keeping you tied as you writhed underneath him. He was so close… But you couldn’t reach him when you tried to raise yourself up to kiss him.

“God, you’re so easy to mess with,” he mocked, making you pout. “Maybe in the future I’ll do it longer.”

“But not right now?” your chest was filled with hope that he might finally touch you.

“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for this.” he assured you, face leaning closer to peck your lips. “You don’t know how much I heard. Or what I saw.”

“It was you yesterday?” you gasped, studying his face. “Hiding in the hallway?”

“I was just coming to the kitchen, I wasn’t trying to be a creep.” he laughed and your smile changed into the parting of your lips as his fingers danced on the inside of your thigh. “But you were moaning so sweet. Made me so fucking hard I had to jerk off when I came back here.”

“W-what did you think about?” you sighed, spreading your legs a little more in invitation.

“So many things,” Hoseok’s forehead pressed against your collarbones, lips finding the mounds of your chest. “Thought about these tits,” he was on the move, rubbing his face all over your chest, breathing you in, licking your nipples in slow circles that made you pull on the ropes again. “Thought about you squeezing my cock nice and tight. Thought about your fucking mouth–”

“You can have anything you want, but please just touch me– Fuck!”

Before you were even done begging, Hoseok’s whole hand cupped your pussy with just enough pressure for you to cry out. You thought you’d cum right there and then and with the way his fingers so easily slipped between your folds, you really were dripping wet.

When his fingers parted you in a scissoring motion, you felt your slick dribbling out of you and down towards your ass. It made your cheeks burn, but you were so fucked out and needy, aroused out of your mind, that you didn’t care about being shy or embarrassed.

“Just as wet as I thought.” Hoseok’s face was still in your chest, but his eyes were on you. “Bet you’re still fucking tight, too.”

You gasped as two of his fingers pushed into you, slowly, but all the way in. You felt full and stretched, damp enough that your pussy was making wet noises as his digits started to move inside you. Hoseok’s fingers hooked inside you and fucked you upwards, touching your inner walls until–

“Jesus fuck, Hoseok–” you moaned loudly, back arching as he pressed against your g-spot.

“Just as I thought.” he grinned proudly, the pads of his fingers massaging your wall. “Take a deep breath for me?”

“Why?!”

“I’m about to change your life.”

You wanted to tease him, tell him he was too cocky for his own good, but his patience, much like yours, was running thin. The raising of his eyebrow was one last warning and you sucked in a harsh breath just as his fingers started to press harder against your swollen, inner spot. You felt the pressure high up in your pelvis, hot, white pleasure taking over you and making dots of static cloud your vision.

You never felt anything like it before, lungs burning as you couldn’t breathe for a few seconds too long. You no longer had control of your body, arms and legs desperately tugging on the ropes as Hoseok continued to fuck your pussy and hit the spot that felt a little too high to be your g-spot.

His fingers felt magical, making your whole body quake as your walls started to pulse and throb, the coil in your lower stomach tightening and filling all the way up, ready to burst.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck–” you cried out into the room, tears wetting your cheeks as it was suddenly too much and exactly right at the same time. “Hoseok!”

The wolf above you was growling, chest rumbling as what you found were yellow glowing eyes; hypnotic, swallowing you into their current like molten lava. Your body was on fire in the best way, burning from the inside out.

Now.

A simple warning, really, one that probably wasn’t even aimed at you, but at the man. It was then that Hoseok doubled his efforts, pushing his hooked fingers higher and pressing on that new spot so hard that it hurt. But it was the good kind of pain that only lasted for a brief moment, turning into unadulterated pleasure that bursted out of you in wet gushes.

You had squirted before, but it never felt like that. Like you were floating on clouds, brought to heaven and dragged into hell all at the same time. Your whole body tensed and if it wasn’t for the ropes holding you down, you might have hurt Hoseok or yourself, with the force of how your orgasm hit you.

Just like that, cub, let it out.

You were still trembling, not able to calm down as Hoseok’s finger didn’t let out. He was still making jets of squirt gush out of you in wet spurs that were dampening and ruining his sheets. It was too much for you, mind going numb as your vision went dark and–

“Pretty girl?” Hoseok sounded distant and close at the same time. “There you are.”

You were blinking heavily as your heart rate skyrocketed. It felt like waking up from sleeping through your alarm, a rush of adrenaline coursing through your veins and making you pull on your restraints.

“Hey, hey, cub–” Hoseok was lying next to you, body stuck to your side. You calmed down incredibly fast as you saw him with you. You also realized that your ankles and wrists weren’t bound anymore, so you were able to rotate your hips and snuggle into the man’s chest.

“Did I pass out?” your throat felt dry and you winced.

“Just a little.” he chuckled, kissing your cheek and sitting up to pick up the water bottle from his bedside table. “Can you tell me how you feel?”

That was a loaded question, one you couldn’t answer right away. You were able to drag your sluggish body into a seating position against the headboard, getting as comfortable as possible. Your body felt heavy and tired and you were a tiny bit cold, which you were thankful for after the hot flashes you’ve been plagued with lately. Your thoughts weren’t scrambled and you didn’t feel like laughing or crying. There was no heaviness in your chest, the fog in your mind was still light enough that you could see through it and make your own thoughts. Your elbows ached a little from your latest struggles and one of them had a small purple bruise from pulling on the cuffs, but nothing that would last too long.

But–

“I feel perfect.” you giggled, eyes closing for a couple seconds before you smiled softly. “That was… Perfect.”

“Yeah?” Hoseok laughed, sitting in a way that he could face you. “Drink this and you’ll feel even better.”

You waited as he broke the seal on the bottle and uncapped it, letting you take it from him after making sure you weren’t dropping it. The bottle felt cold in your hands and when you took a sip you couldn’t stop. Almost half of it was gone, soothing your throat and your insides as you asked:

“Did you get this for me from the fridge upstairs? It’s still so cold.”

“No, I didn’t want to leave you.” he assured you, and it made you feel incredibly cared for. “Hyung brough it for you.”

You knew Hoseok meant Yoongi, as the blonde wolf was the only other pack member to have a bedroom on that floor. “Did he hear me?”

“Oh, little wolf…” Hoseok brought back a laugh that made you frown. “The whole pack heard you.”

“No.” you shook your head, eyes wide. “Nuh uh.”

“Uh huh.” he laughed louder, gently taking the bottle from your hands. “You got pretty loud there. I think it even scared some birds nesting on the roof.”

“Well, that’s it, then, I hope you have enough space for two because I’m never leaving this room.” you his your face in your hands, absolutely mortified at being so loud that the whole fucking pack heard you at once.

“That’s fine with me.” Hoseok agreed easily, trying to take your hands from your face, but you put up a good fight. “Hey, look at me.”

“No.” your denial was muffled by your hands and you shook your head.

You could see the man laugh prettily through the cracks between your fingers, secretly watching him throw a leg over yours to straddle your thighs. He was very much still half naked and although it looked like his erection wasn’t all the way full anymore, you didn’t think he was completely soft either. The sight was enough to get you squirming again.

He obviously noticed your tiny struggle and this time when he held your wrist, you let him take them. When he took your hands, Hoseok kissed the inside of each wrist, a flash of concern lighting up his eyes as he noticed the bruise.

Omega is hurt. We should have been more careful, we shouldn’t–

You held Hobi by the neck and pressed your lips to his, shutting up his wolf as well as him, before his own outward complaints could start.

“Omega is fine.” you giggled to yourself, not used to referring to yourself as that. “I promise.”

“I hope it was worth the wait.” he smiled, going back in for another kiss.

And then it hit you just how selfless Hoseok was. You’ve been having sex almost every day of this past week, passed around through the pack like a doll. When he was the one waiting for his turn. And, yet, it was your pleasure that was important for him, it was getting you off, and not him.

You didn’t let the guilt come back, not when you were feeling so great, and not when you could take care of him instead.

“Shouldn’t I be the one saying that?” you smiled against his lips, hands moving down his naked chest and stomach. “Will you let me make it worth it for you, too?”

“Do you want to?” his grin grew against yours, hips bucking once as your hand reached his cock.

“So much.” you gave him a squeeze over his underpants to hear him groan, tracing the outline of him with your fingertips. “You said you’ve been thinking about my fucking mouth, huh?”

“Oh yeah, shit.” he nodded like an excited puppy, making you laugh and bring your hands to his hips.

“Let me suck you off.” you whined, still holding onto his sides when Hoseok raised to his knees. As he tried to walk backwards and off your legs, you stopped him. “No, just like this.”

He eyed you with curiosity, but stopped moving away. His knees were on each side of your legs and you scooted forward just enough to be somewhat at eye level with his crotch. Your fingers slipped under the elastic band of his underwear and you pulled it downwards to free his hardening cock.

You weren’t trying to compare any of them to each other, you felt guilty every time you thought about it, but it impressed you just how none of them were small. Sure, some were longer, others were thicker, others were slightly curved or perfectly straight. But you could see yourself sinking on each one of them for the rest of your life; Yoongi included, even if you hadn’t seen him like this as of yet.

“You like it?” Hoseok’s hand was at the back of your head, scratching your scalp and encouraging you to continue after all your staring.

“Can’t wait to fucking choke on it.”

You were glad to have wrapped your hand around his shaft before letting those words out, otherwise you would have missed the delicious twitch. Hoseok’s cock was heavy and leaking in your hand as you started to pump it gently, getting him back to his full size. It didn’t take long at all for new pearls of pre-cum to start to leak from his tip.

Parting your mouth, you let your tongue slip out and brought it to his cockhead, swirling around it to collect each drop. You kept licking and lapping until the tip was looking wet with your saliva and swollen with his arousal. The hand on the back of your head gave your hair a little squeeze, so your lips wrapped around it.

“Aw, fucking fuck–” he groaned and you had to focus not to laugh at his eloquence.

“Mhmm?” you hummed around him, sucking more of it into your mouth.

“Oh, yeah, so good.”

Hoseok was nodding, brown hair falling and sticking to his sweaty forehead. You wanted to smile, because apparently you didn’t need to be a wolf or to speak into his mind for him to understand you when you couldn’t use your mouth.

He took your hand and brought it closer to his face, sucking on his tongue to collect his spit and let it drop onto your palm. You groaned around him at the lewd act, letting him bring your hand back down to wrap it around himself.

While you worked your lips and tongue on his tip, Hoseok used your hand to jerk off the rest of him. And then you hollowed your cheeks and started to properly suck him into your mouth, head bobbing to push him all the way to the back of your throat. More spit started to collect under your tongue and you spit it out from the corners of your mouth, using your hand to spread the mess and pump him faster.

His head was falling backwards, beautifully long neck elongated and perfect for biting. You started to bob and swallow faster, so your scalp started to sting when he pulled you off with a pop. His cock hit your lips and chin, your salina and his pre-cum making a mess of your mouth.

“What’s wrong?” you pouted. “I was really into it.”

“Get up and turn around–”

Hoseok sounded breathless and desperate as he moved back to give you more space, holding your arms to help you kneel in front of him. He flipped you to how he wanted you, making you face his headboard and the wall behind it, pushing between your shoulder blades so you’d bend forward. You pushed your ass out, balancing yourself on his headboard, pushing your knees apart.

You’ll have to forgive him, his wolf started, making you grin. We are usually more polite than this.

“You’re being perfectly polite, alpha.” you assured the werewolf, backing down just enough to press your ass against his crotch. You started to roll your hips, making yourself wetter and needy in the process of teasing him. “I want you to fuck me just as much.”

“See? I told you she just wanted to be a pack slut.” Hoseok was talking to his wolf, giving your ass cheek a smack that made you clench and moan. Then he spoke to you as he leaned forward to kiss the back of your neck and asked: “Can you show us, cub? Show us how much you want us to fuck you?”

You were mindlessly nodding as you slipped a hand between your thighs, reaching for Hoseok’s cock to line him up with your entrance. Your head fell forward and rested on the wall behind the headboard when you pushed his tip in. You were still dripping after your mindblowing orgasm, maybe even more so, so as you started to move your hips, more of his cock was sucked in.

The man stayed perfectly still, letting you pull and push your ass in a back and forth movement as you fucked yourself onto his hard cock. The squelching noises were loud and embarrassing as you bottomed down, your ass stuck to his pelvis. You were clenching and squeezing around him, both of your moans intertwining as the two of you felt good.

“I knew it.” Hoseok’s hands were holding you by the tops of your thighs when his hips pulled back and pushed forward all at once, making your body rock and you had to use your hold on the headboard to steady yourself. “Our little wolf can fuck.”

“Can you?” you asked in a wave of brattiness. “Because I’m doing all the work here.”

It was a fucking lie and you both knew that, which is why Hoseok was laughing under his breath as his squeeze on your thighs got stronger. You knew you were in for a treat as you heard the offended growling inside your head, shivers taking over your skin as Hoseok added:

“Oh, you messed with him now.”

“Good.” you threw a look over your shoulder to catch the devilish grin on Hoseok’s face. “I can take it.”

He looked as fucked as you felt; red neck and chest, droplets of sweat making his smooth skin glisten, an insatiable look of hunger in his eyes. Long fingers made their way to your ass and the hold on your cheeks was harsh and delicious, spreading you for his viewing.

You braced yourself on the headboard as his pace quickened surprisingly fast, a back and forth of his snapping hips as he fucked your hard and deep. You were hoping to feel something as strong as your first orgasm, but whatever he’d found before seemed to be gone now. You knew this because Hoseok started to fuck right against your g-spot, raising one of his legs so his foot was planted on the mattress and he could test out new angles to make you lose your damn mind.

Your tits were bouncing in front of you, your ass was wiggling as he quite literally bounced you off his cock. And then his sneaky hand moved down to your front, finding your clit between your lower folds and he started to attack it with one goal in mind.

You were moaning, whimpering and whining, letting the wolf man know just how good he was making you feel, how close you were getting with his pistoning cock and skillful fingers.

“Gonna cum for us again, yeah?” his lips and teeth found the crook of your neck as you bared it to him.

“Just a bit more, please–” you sounded like a highly paid porn star as you moaned loudly and started to fuck yourself on his cock just as he fucked into you, using the headboard for support.

The sturdy wooden surface was hitting the wall behind it with your combined efforts and there was no way in all hell that the rest of the pack couldn’t hear you. It filled you with a sense of pride, in your delirious state of pleasure, to know the other six men could hear you making one of them feel good.

You wondered if they were getting jealous and possessive, if they wished it was them instead of Hoseok, if they were touching themselves to the thought and memories of you. You wondered if you called for them right now, they’d come in and join.

It was with that wicked thought that your newest climax sneaked up on you and had you cumming around Hoseok’s cock. The man continued to fuck in and out of you, pace a lot more missmatched and erratic than before, growls and grunts leaving him when he finally pulled out and his release painted your reddened ass cheeks and your lower back.

The sticky mess he painted felt hot against your already burning skin, and you were disappointed that his knot would fill up outside of you, but you were so thrilled and happy as the endorphins were released into your bloodstream that you didn’t have the soul to complain.

Arms wrapped around you and tackled you to the bed, making you squeal out a high pitched yell as both of your bodies toppled onto the mattress. You felt the wetness underneath you and it made you groan and try to free yourself from his arms, but Hoseok apparently didn’t care about laying on top of your cum, or the fact that his was adding to the mess.

“Stop squiggling!” he laughed heartily and you were trying to push his hands away so you could escape him, but his arms were stronger.

“You’re disgusting!” you complained, but his laugh was so contagious that you gave up fighting and let a giggle bubble from your chest. “Did we have to lay here? Couldn’t we have changed the sheets first?”

“We could, but I’m in heaven.” he shrugged, pulling you to lay on his chest. “If only you could smell as well as I do.”

“I don't need your wolf nose to know this room reeks of sex.” your own nose twisted, but you tucked yourself to his side. “Why didn't you knot me?”

“Because I wanted my cum on your ass.” he explained sheepishly, glossy eyes as he stared at the ceiling.

You were giggling again as you wrapped an arm around him and took deep breaths to smell his skin a little better. With everything that was going on, you hoped to have a nose as good as theirs one day.

Maybe that could be your new discovery.

“Oh, wait–” the thought brought a new one to your mind, making you look up to see his face. “I have to ask, what was that thing that you did?”

“What do you mean?” one of his arms folded under his head for him to lay more comfortably as the other wrapped around your back.

“When you changed my life.” you clarified.

“You liked that, huh?” his chest rocked with his new laugh and you nodded.

“It might have been the best orgasm I ever got from fingering alone in my life.” you were honest, never having passed out from sex before. “You gotta teach me how to do that.”

“Just ask me and I’ll do it for you.” he offered, but before you could accept the proposition, Hoseok continued: “But I’m afraid it won’t be like that every time.”

“Why not?”

“That was… A wolf thing.”

That had you raising yourself on your elbows so you could look at his face.

“A you wolf thing?” you needed to clarify, but he shook his head.

“A you wolf thing.”

“Another me wolf thing?!” you sat up all the way, groaning as frustration got to you faster than surprise.

“I emptied your gland.” Hoseok told you as if it was supposed to mean anything to you.

“You completely lost me, what gland?” your brows were knitted as you resisted the urge to roll your eyes at yourself.

“The gland on female omega wolves that fills up when they go into heat.” the man sat up too, uncaring that he had smears of his own cum on his stomach. “It’s what was making you crazy horny, too hot all the time, your mood swings–”

“I was going into heat?!” you wheezed, eyes wide.

“You would, if you were a wolf.”

“I won’t even argue with that anymore.” you wanted to throw your arms into the air, giving up on making sense of things. At least for now. “But damn, if that’s what felt so good… Couldn’t you have let me have it for a little while longer?”

“I could, but we don’t know how your body created that gland in the first place. I know it wasn’t there before, I asked the others.” he told you and you ignored the fact that Hoseok has asked his pack members about something inside your cunt. “They would have found it before I did.”

“Great, so now my body is just… Creating appendages as it pleases?” you huffed.

“I was afraid that if I didn’t empty it tonight, you could get to the harsher stages of heat.” he carried on, soothing you with a thumb caressing your cheek.  “And I don’t think your body could handle that.”

“I get it… I was really going crazy there for a while.” you admitted, making sense of the last couple of days. “Thank you.”

“It was my pleasure, pretty girl.” Hoseok leaned closer so he could kiss your lips.

“No, I mean… Thank you for noticing.” you said quietly after accepting as many kisses as he’d offer you. “For realizing what was going on and taking care of me.”

“I can’t take all the credit for that, Jimin was the one that brought up to me that you were having some symptoms.” he explained and your heart ached as you missed Jimin instantly. “All I did was confirm his suspicions.”

“I’ll thank the whole pack, then.” you decided. “For always taking care of me.”

“That’s what we do for each other, cub.” his next kiss was on your forehead as he promised: “That’s what we do for our omega too.”