Golden Chandelier ✔️ (NamYoonJin) | By Dew

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There was a look in Yoongi's eyes that bothered Seokjin, that challenged his words and cooed at his attempt. The omega remembered for the umpteenth time why he had even let Yoongi court him when Namjoon had proposed to him first, why he was still confused between the two even after months of secret meetings.

Because where Namjoon willingly bent under Seokjin's gaze, Yoongi met it with his own; where Namjoon let himself be malleable in Seokjin's hands, Yoongi fought the omega's mind games with his own wit.

"Go ahead, I'm not stopping you", because where Seokjin breaks Namjoon's control, Yoongi breaks his.

"You will regret your words."

But even when Yoongi loved the game of push and pull, he was but a fool in love, just like Namjoon. And just like him he bent under Seokjin, kissing his chest as a silent announcement of truce.

"I know I will", he couldn't stop the sudden flare of jealousy in his eyes. Even with his years over Namjoon and consequent maturity, Seokjin knew how to claw at his calm exterior, "but that is if you choose him."

"And why won't I?"

Seokjin's eyes were dark, challenging. The gaze wasn't befitting for an omega, the expression not to be directed at an alpha. But Yoongi simply smiled, a sense of playfulness seeping in his eyes.

"Because as much as you love exercising power", he kissed the shapely jaw, the warm cheek, the soft skin below Seokjin's cerulean eyes, "you enjoy just as much fighting for it."

A scream echoed in the large room, soft light of the chandelier falling sensual and vibrant on Seokjin's arched body. The omega fell back on Yoongi's lap with a soft whine, bottom lip trapped between pearly teeth.

"Tell me", Yoongi purred, grinning with mirth and desire as he looked at the state Seokjin was in. He knew he would pay for it with omega's dramatics and complaints later tomorrow but right in this moment, with Seokjin so open and raw on his lap, right now he just wanted to tease.

"Push your fingers in me", the growl was majestic, so elegant despite the fire that raged in Seokjin's eyes. Yoongi cursed when his own length was grasped in a rough grip, dark eyes staring up at him, "and if I'm not releasing all over the sheets, my King is not climaxing down my throat."

The words made Yoongi pink, unexpected threat making his alpha howl in excitement. He smiled despite how wild his eyes were, fingers almost shaking with desire as he pushed them through the folds.

"Ngh" Seokjin nuzzled his stomach again but there was a purpose now, a goal to his innocent action, "deeper."

It wasn't a beg nor a plead; Seokjin didn't need to. Yoongi followed the command with a deep breath and wide blown eyes as he stared where the pale legs fell farther apart, exposing the pink sex being breached by his fingers. He cursed, both at the visual and the tongue that had swiped at the head of his length.

"Mn", Seokjin savored the taste with a smirk, stared at Yoongi as his dainty finger tapped at the milky pearl that had oozed from the slit, "delicious."

The alpha's answer was a mouth that came down to kiss Seokjin and a hand that gripped the silk locks. His prince moaned in Yoongi's mouth, shocked but pleased, letting his cavern be licked and his tongue be sucked by his King.

"Ah!", Yoongi swallowed the moan, the sound of pleasure that left Seokjin with every inch he slid deeper in the throbbing sex. It was wet and hot around him and Yoongi could hear the slick as he moved his fingers around to find- "KING!"

To find that spot.

"I hope my prince is enjoying yourself", Yoongi's voice was colored with desire and barely restrained control, breathing the same air as Seokjin. He stared in the almond eyes, memorized the emotions flitting across it before kissing the omega again, this time with a desperation that went beyond physical desire.

"Yoongi", the sound racked the alpha's body with shivers, made his fingers move sloppy and uncoordinated inside the omega. Yoongi panted above his prince, pressing his lips to whatever patch of skin he could find, "Hah!"

Because he knew Seokjin wasn't ready to listen what he had in his heart but Yoongi couldn't breathe before he had expressed his emotions out. So he let his touch scream, let his body convey whatever he couldn't speak.

"Yoongi!" there was a cry in Seokjin's voice, a tightening of his body that was familiar and erotic. Yoongi bit down the pale neck, leaving marks that he knew would disappear soon, "Yes, agh!"

But he did not mind, not when he could have his prince for even once a month. Yoongi let his fingers move on their own, memory of Seokjin's body engrained in every fiber of his being. He groaned against the soft skin, growled when soft lips tightened around his length.

"Seokjin", he worshipped the body writhing under him, begged Seokjin for the pleasure only he could give Yoongi. The alpha could feel his wrist straining but he did not let up, ramming his fingers until the lewd squelching sounds had filled the chamber, "my d-dearest prince."

"Mmn", Seokjin hummed with acknowledgement, the sound vibrating around the length. Yoongi cursed and sat straighter, watching his fingers move in and out with a speed that blurred them. The walls fluttered around him, clenched tight like a vice.

"So beautiful", there weren't enough words to describe the beauty before him, not enough breath to sing praises for his prince. So Yoongi found satisfaction in loving Seokjin with all his soul, whispering words with all his heart, "so perfect for me."

The full thighs shook before they were sprayed with Seokjin's own juices, slick and warm and dirtying the sheets below them. Young watched, mesmerized and burning hot to his core, before he bent over and cursed against Seokjin's skin.

"Mn... mhmn", Seokjin's soft moans around his length made Yoongi growl from his chest, his seed spurting warm and thick in the awaiting mouth. The long throat milked him for all he was worth, not letting up until Seokjin had his fill, "My King..."

The night was chill and his prince was wet; Yoongi smiled down at the sleepy face and kissed the swollen lips. The state of his prince made his heart clench again with desire but Seokjin was shivering now; Yoongi had priorities higher than his own want.

"Sleep, Seokjin", the smile he received wasn't new but Yoongi could never not feel his breath hitch every time he sees it. He carded his fingers through the long silky locks again, pressing a kiss to Seokjin's forehead, "I will prepare you a bath."

The omega followed the command with a nod, so trusting, so innocent. It made Yoongi's heart clench, left his mind so full of Seokjin he knew he would dream of his prince even weeks after today.

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"Have you chosen?"

Seokjin hadn't expected the question so soon, even though it had been more than half a year since he started seeing the Kings. He knew his family meant well, knew they would give him time if he asked.

But he also knew it was inevitable; he had to answer it one day, if not today.

"I'm not... sure", Seokjin was, but for a thing he shouldn't be sure for.

"You can take your time", his mother gently took his hand, smiling so warm it made even her wrinkles look gorgeous, "you are precious, any alpha would gladly wait for you."

"Your mother is right", Seokjin's father had a voice of authority, a power that softened only for his son. He knew his father wasn't happy with Seokjin's decision of being intimate with the alphas, agreed only because he couldn't see his son beg, "they'll be blessed to have you, so think carefully about it and tell them when you're ready."

Seokjin had and he was ready, though he also feared that his decision might ruin whatever they had grown over these months. He looked down at himself, at the soft blue gown and the gold adoring his fingers.

He felt complete, but he didn't know if they will.