C07 - I'll Kiss Your Waist And Ease Your Mind

Over the years they had dated or tried to, and Jungkook had been a patient man.

He had done his very best to be the best boyfriend to his very prude partner. He was an alpha who should have spent his ruts with his human omega, and yet as the years passed, the ferocious alpha had found ways to relieve himself. He had steered clear of Jiminie during his ruts and most of the time he claimed he was sick, so sick and yet that he never wanted Jiminie around him.

Of course, Jiminie never asked any questions, and his innocence — the one thing that had always been a turn off for Koo, had slowly turned into something else.

An object of the mad alpha's ire.

He hated the way that Jiminie was soft and prude. How he was always simple and untouchable yet very touchable at the same time. He heard how people talked about his Jiminie at school and more than anything, he hated the fact that despite everything that they had had to go through, Jiminie still wasn't trying enough to defend himself.

Even against mere humans.

He hated that truth.

And right now, as he looked at the janitor who was already lining himself up to take the one thing that he had always been denied, Jungkook saw red.

"You dare touch what's mine?" He seethed as she stood there, his disappointment and rage obvious to the point that he couldn't even think straight. But that was understandable because this wasn't the sight he had hoped to come back to.

Maybe he had wanted such a thing to happen.

Maybe, or maybe not, right?

Because there was no way that the janitor would come and find Jiminie in that state and be that confident. It was something that had Jiminie's head whirring, even in his silent confusion. But he couldn't dare ask, because finally there wasn't anything that Koo had done to make him believe that this was not right. Or to make him believe that Jungkook had planned this.

And so, the human omega waited for his judgment.

That was the only thing that Hee could afford at the moment. His life was messy and there wasn't much that Hee could get out of this madness, so it was only fair that he try to make himself as invisible as possible. Maybe if he was attentive enough, he could have seen the slight smirk on Jung Koo's face, but he wasn't. And the only thing that Jiminie saw was his boyfriend, standing there, looking like hell.

Oh, how Jungkook was livid.

And Jiminie… he was shaking like a leaf in winter.

What Jungkook had seen, was something that wouldn't leave his mind for the longest time, not that Koo was bothered about that. All he had wanted was to spend some time with his very human mate and that Jiminie had proven to be such a prude it was infuriating to the core. But now, there was no way that Jungkook was going to be holding back. And perhaps Jiminie knew that too, judging by how scared he looked and how much he wanted to disappear into the air and forget about this awkward moment.

Then again, Jungkook had endured enough.

He had felt enough, and he wasn't going to just stop and wait for anyone else to come and try to insert their fingers into a cunt that only belongs to him. A pussy that was meant to pulse for him, a womb that was meant to take his alpha knot, not one that was to be fantasized on campus like life didn't mean shit. He wasn't going to stop, not even if Jiminie begged him with tears in his eyes.

He wouldn't stop.

Perhaps it was the rage that made him speak next or maybe it was in the way he saw Jiminie shaking. Or maybe it was in the way that he just didn't care anymore. This man was his. And with his rut coming, Jungkook wasn't going to let him be.

"Move. fucking walk or I swear to the goddess I will fuck you in front of them all, Jiminie. Don't test my patience sweetheart," Jungkook said and Jiminie squinted, tears in his eyes as he looked at Koo, his eyes watery when he realized what he was being pushed into.

This was not fair.

It was not okay and yet his boyfriend was dead serious.

Jiminie could see that Koo was so ready to twist another neck. The poor boy was still frozen even as his boyfriend insisted. There was not a thing that he could do to get himself out of this, and maybe it was why he felt himself moving, but unsure of what he had to do. Perhaps he could try to talk sense to Koo, right? There had to be a way around this.

Surely there had to be, right?

"K… Koo…" Jiminie begged.

Jungkook laughed bitterly.

"I said walk, Jiminie," Koo insisted and Jiminie's tears flashed down his eyes like this was the only thing he could afford to do now.

He was scared.

Scared of his boyfriend.

Scared of the headless janitor in the bathroom.

Scared of the way his boyfriend had ripped an entire human into pieces and pushed him down the toilet like it was okay. He watched Koo leave the janitor's bones on the floor. He was sure no one would ever try to say shit to him and maybe he was right.

Jungkook was an alpha.

But not just any alpha wolf.

In his lands, he was considered the most ruthless of them all.

The untouchable alpha.

The one whose patience was thinner than the line between faith and testaments. He was ruthless, dangerous and he had come for his mate. If Jiminie wasn't going to walk the walk. He knew Jungkook would do worse to him, and honestly it wasn't even a far stretch.

The bulge that had swollen in Koo's pants was obvious, and the outline of that thick alpha cock was visible for anyone with eyes.

Hell, even the partially blind were going to see it.

And it was all for Jiminie.

That should have at least made Jiminie feel something, right?

Poor Jiminie.

"It hurts… it hurts so much," Jiminie cried helplessly as he tried to wiggle free from the tight hold and the claws that were tearing through his skin, something that Jiminie assumed was just Jungkook's nails that were harming him. But there was no denying that it hurt really badly given the fact that Jiminie could feel these wounds itch already. Heel, his hands were slowly turning into a palace and Jungkook didn't care.

If anything, Jungkook scoffed.

He couldn't believe that this was what he was stuck with. After years of watching his human mate now he was stuck with a whiny little bitch that cried because his fucking breasts were full. Like he needed to be released.

And Jungkook wasn't in the mood for it.

So angrily, he dragged Jiminie outside the bathroom, not caring that Jiminie's skirt was up to his thigh, or even that his shirt was crumpled and his breasts were leaking onto his top. The beautiful scent of milk was thickening, calling out to him like his lips were the only thing that could give Jiminie relief. The kind that would make him feel wanted.

But even then, Jungkook was still angry.

He wasn't going to give in to Jiminie.

Jiminie hadn't been sure what he fuck was supposed to happen after this, but the way that Jungkook stared at him, and then at the crowd that had heard the commotion in the bathroom and gathered right outside, made the prude by want to puke his guts out. It made him want to cry and never come back here again.

But then Jungkook was not going to let Jiminie go without pushing.

"Who wants milk?!" Jungkook suddenly shouted.