Written for Namjoon fest 2021
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Jungkook could not remember a single moment in his life when he did not love Namjoon.
Okay, that was a bit of a lie. There was a time before Jungkook had met Namjoon, but those were moments he didn't like to think about.
He really liked to believe that life started when he met Namjoon in that practice room a late Friday evening. He had been so young back then, not even yet an alpha where Namjoon had presented as an omega.
Jungkook had made a right fool of himself that day, but to him, it was still something he would never forget.
Namjoon had walked in, loose oversized sweatshirt, covering his one hand, while carrying a half-full cup of coffee in the other hand. Loose gym shorts, showing off strong tanned thighs and comfortable trainers on.
To other people, he might have looked like a completely normal person. This was before they become idols before somebody did their hair and their makeup before they learned to take care of their skin and hair. To Jungkook, there was nothing normal about Namjoon, he was like a shining sun in the middle of the roam. Even his unpresented nose could catch a little wif of the peach scent that was all Namjoon.
For a moment, he thought an angel had walked into the room.
Then instead of the normal greeting like 'Hello! I am Jungkook, are you an angel', or any other thing, Jungkook went with "Thigh..." maybe it was because he was a hormonal teen, or maybe it was because Namjoon actually did have great amazing magical thighs, nobody would ever know.
As soon as the words were out of his mouth, his face went beet red, and he could feel his ears burning.
Luckily, Namjoon had not filed a sexual harassment case against the young Jungkook, nor had he refused to be in a group with him. He had just giggled, which yes, made Jungkook's eyes go wide and sparkly.
Such a deep voice and still somehow such a cute laughter, was this man even real?
That was how it had all started.
From that day on, before he was even an alpha, Jungkook had sworn he had loved Namjoon.
Maybe Yoongi and Seokjin were right that it was indeed a puppy crush to start with, but as they got older puppy love turned to real love.
Jungkook became an alpha, and from the day he left his room after his first rut, smelling Namjoon's scent for the first time as a man instead of as a boy, he knew that there would never be any omega that would come close to Namjoon.
The soft scent of peaches, that he before had smelt only faintly was then heavy in the kitchen, where Namjoon had been sleepily eating the breakfast that Seokjin put in front of him.
All of them had been unable to pry Jungkook of Namjoon that day, but luckily Namjoon didn't seem to mind, more than happy to let the younger alpha indulge in his scent.
That was how it started, with Jungkook pushing just a little, to see how much Namjoon would let him get away with, and pulling back the second he found that maybe he was pushing just a little too far, he would pull back and wait for Namjoon to signal that it was okay to push for more, to come back.
It worked.
A puppy crush turned to love.
Then the love was returned.
Suddenly, nobody was laughing at Jungkook's stupid puppy crush, cause Jungkook was the one who got to hug Namjoon, hold his hand, kiss him, and hold him when he was tired.
He loved Namjoon, and Namjoon loved him back.
It wasn't some silly one sided love. Namjoon loved him just as much as he loved Namjoon. Namjoon would take care of him in ways he did none of the others, he would miss Jungkook when he was gone.
It was real.
And there was no moment, that Jungkook didn't thank all the gods he didn't believe in, that Namjoon actually loved him. There was no way he hadn't saved a full orphanage in a previous life, else he would not be this lucky.
There was another part of Namjoon that Jungkook loved, a part of their relationship that he at first hadn't even dared dream of. Which was the part happening at that moment.
Sex with Namjoon was the closest Jungkook would ever get to magic. There was no other way of seeing it.
Not only were every moment amazing and perfect, Namjoon was... hot.
Being in their mid-twenties, both had the stamina and drive to get at it, the second they could get a moment alone. This was how they ended up with Jungkook on his back on top of their shared bed, and Namjoon happily and eagerly riding him.
It was Jungkook' favourite position, those thick wonderful thighs that had started it all, sitting on either side of his hips, working hard as Namjoon lowered himself up and down. The muscles and tendons clearly working hard.
It was beautiful, but none of it compared to Jungkook's favourite thing.
The long, thick cock was bouncing up and down with every movement Namjoon was making. Most of the time, omega's had small cute cocks, after all, with how reproduction worked, it wasn't as if omegas really needed big monster cocks. So Jungkook had expected a cute little cocklet the first time they were getting down and dirty.
That was not what he was greeted with. Instead Namjoon's cock was like the rest of him, big and thick, perfect in every day, and refusing to leave Jungkook's mind. At first, it had led to a bit of confusion, mainly that Jungkook wasn't sure anymore who were meant to fuck who.
It didn't help that Namjoon seemed very self-conscious about his cock size, aware of the fact that wasn't really the norm. They had talked it out and found the solution.
They did end up doing switching at times, but Jungkook's favourite would always be with Namjoon on his lap, big useless dick flopping around bouncing up and down in perfect sync with Namjoon's desperate movements "Kookie focus on me!" Namjoon's deep voice was whiny, as he trusted himself down on Jungkook in a harsh desperate thrust.
"Sorry babe." Yeah, Jungkook had zoned out just a little focusing on their past instead of the omega desperately trying to reach his climax on his lap "you are so fucking hot that I got distracted." Namjoon was indeed very fucking hot.
The sound of skin slapping against skin every down thrust was loud in the room, only matched by the equally loud sound every time the tip of Namjoon's big glorious, but useless cock hit either of their stomachs.
"Kookie!" Namjoon whined, how Namjoon could be shy about how hot he was when half of the internet were simping over him, and pretty much willing to do anything for him.
"Can you really blame me, you are so pretty." he took hold of Namjoon's hips, helping the omega by meeting his downwards thrust every time. The loud moan of his name that earned him with every movement showed that he had very much found Namjoon's prostate. A skill that he would always be very proud of.
Nobody could nail Namjoon's prostate the way that Jungkook could.
Namjoon's cheeks were red, and that just made him look even cuter. Embarrassed over Jungkook's words, but unable to hide his face as he needed his hands to keep the riding going.
Namjoon might be embarrassed, but Jungkook knew him well enough to know that nothing would be able to stop the omega from getting the orgasm he was desperately chasing.
"I hate you so much."
"No, you love me, just like I love you." Jungkook was grinning up at him, bucking his hips, but letting go with one hand to wrap it around Namjoon's big thick cock "just look at this big useless cock, so pretty, leaking all over it."
His words just made Namjoon's cock leak more precum, cause Jungkook's boy was always wet and messy, didn't matter if it was from his greedy hole or his big useless cock. At the same time, Namjoon went even tighter around him.
No matter how much Namjoon whined, no matter how much he pretended he didn't want to hear it, Jungkook knew better, he knew him "such a pretty cock, such a pretty alpha cock on an even prettier omega. Nobody would believe me if I told them about it."
He tsk'ed in a teasing manner "Doesn't matter how big and pretty your cock is, you still want to get fucked. Such a big pretty cock, so useless." It had taken a long while until Jungkook was comfortable speaking to Namjoon in that way. But they had been together for so long that he knew exactly what Namjoon was into, and this was one of them.
Namjoon's thursts got almost desperate, and the hand he had on Jungkook's chest to help to hold him up, tightened, nails digging in leaving behind pretty little moon crescent marks that Jungkook would wear with pride "clo-close, please."
Jungkook knew exactly what Namjoon needed, but he wasn't done teasing just yet "I think you can last longer." He was playing with the tip of Namjoon's cock, rubbing the drops of eager precum into the side of it.
He knew Namjoon wanted him to jerk him off, but Jungkook was in a teasing mood. He loved seeing Namjoon as he was in that moment and wanted to draw it out, instead of having it end early and give Namjoon was he so desperately wanted, Jungkook relaxed back in bed, no longer helping Namjoon.
"Jungkook!" Namjoon was not happy, as it went back to him doing all the work "please..." the omega was pouting, which didn't make Jungkook want to end it earlier.
He wanted to enjoy every perfect moment of Namjoon riding him.
Jungkook had just forgotten one thing, Namjoon secret weapon. Widening his eyes in a way that had no right to be as cute as he did, sticking out his lower lip, "alphaaaaa... please I... I need you!"
Maybe Namjoon was playing with him or maybe the words were actually the truth, Jungkook had no idea, and no part of Jungkook could actually really care. While he knew every part of Namjoon inside and out, that went both ways, Namjoon knew him just as well.
There was no way to make Jungkook behave and act exactly the way Namjoon wanted him to more effectively than appealing to his inner alpha. His inner alpha that always wanted to please Namjoon.
"You play dirty." Jungkook's eyes were blown wide, and his heart was beating as he started jerking off that big glorious cock in hand for real while meeting Namjoon's downwards thrust.
"Sorry alpha." the tone was probably meant to sound teasing, but it was hard when his back was getting blown out at the same time, instead, it just sounded like he was genuinely sorry "Feels so good alpha."
Was he overusing the word alpha, yes probably, but Jungkook could not find it in himself to even care?
It was the best way always to get Jungkook to do what he wanted, which Jungkook eagerly did. A few more perfectly aligned thrusts of his hips were all it really took before cum shot from Namjoon's cock, covering both Jungkook's hand and both of their stomachs. At the same time clenching around Jungkook's cock, either by result of the orgasm or just cause he could. It was enough to guide Jungkook into orgasm as well.
Namjoon more or less collapsed onto of Jungkook, trusting his alpha to take his weight, something Jungkook more than happily did. Nothing like post-orgasm snuggles, his cock still deep inside of Namjoon, while the omegas warm weight settled over him like a blanket. It was perfect in all ways.
First, when Namjoon had calmed down from his orgasm a little, did he raise his head just enough to kiss Jungkook on the cheek "you are a pillow princess."
Jungkook just laughed, maybe he was.
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Originally written: July 2018
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