MY SECRET OMEGA || JIKOOK ✅

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JUNGKOOK POV

"Why so serious?"

I sat next to him and sorted through our stuff. "Need to check you."

I let Jimin climb into my lap, eyes barely open, and hump against me mindlessly as I put food into his mouth.

Jimin chewed and swallowed mechanically, chasing my fingertips with his tongue, cleaning them thoroughly. I snuck the blood pressure cuff around his wrist and pressed it to his chest.

I jerked my head toward the food. "Make sure you finish all this."

"You gonna fuck me when I'm done? That my reward?" He asked with a roll of his hips. My manhood twitched under him, already interested.

"Yeah. Gotta do this stuff first." I pricked his finger with the lancet.

"Ow!" He whined, cradling his hand.

"Drama king," I mumbled, grinning as I put the strip in the reader.

He rutted against me again, exasperated. "alpha, it's been hours-"

"It's been fifteen minutes," I stifled a laugh.

"Come on, get Jungkook Junior hard again, come on, come on..."

"Almost done. Everything in normal range."

I let go of the breath I was holding.

"Hey," Jimin said, cradling my face.

"You're doing so good. I'm so lucky you're my alpha. I love you, that is to say, we love you, and we're okay."

I rested my hand over his rounded belly. "More dick now."

He reached behind him and wrapped a hand around me, already-hardened again, and guided me inside.

He rode me, slowly working up to a brutal pace.

"Yeah. Yeah. Fucking put your babies in me, Jeon jungkook!" He yelled. He stopped bouncing and tilted his head.

"Wait, you already did that."

That shocked a laugh out of me. I had a laughing fit. My rhythm stuttered and I dropped my forehead onto his collarbone, shaking with it.

"That was pretty ridiculous, wasn't it?" He said, without a hint of shame.

I nodded and opened my mouth to mock him, but only whimpers of laughter came out.

"Never tell anyone I said that. I was heat-high so I cannot be held responsible for anything that comes out of my mouth." He laughed, too, then leaned close to my ear.

"You loved it." I froze mid-laugh.

"Yeah." That reminded me; we were in the middle of something. I ground my hips up again, making Jimin moan.

"You like that, huh, Big A? That you fucked me and came in me and hit the mark first try, knocked up your little omega, huh?"

It was more than enough to make my knot swell.

I bit down into his shoulder as I swelled to bursting and then came hard enough to white-out my vision.

Park Jimin rode me to completion.

"That's right, fuckin' fill me up," he said, and slumped against my chest.

He murmured drunkenly, words like "knot" "feels good" and "full" flying around.

It wasn't long before he was snoring softly into my neck, my knot still lodged inside him.

I ran my hands over him, giving him one last check before I let my head loll forward and into his neck, where I breathed in a hit of his scent and passed out just as fast.