@JordynBooBoo and @GalaxyGeek107 kind of helped out with this one, so thank them
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ABO AU
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Hoseok and Jimin were good friends and together they started a business, one which served happy customers with patches they created themselves. These patches were applied to the skin to help mask scents, making the daily life much easier. Sure they smelled like the things you'd keep under your kitchen sink, but they hid all the addicting smells of the world and became quite popular. They started off as a small brand but as demand for the product increased, they eventually turned into a corporation, which they both led together.
They were the biggest CEO's the economy had ever seen.
The idea of having two worked out well, seeing as when an alpha sunk into a rut they weren't remotely close to being in the headspace a businessman should have. So when Jimin was at home, curled up in bed as his rut tortured him, Hoseok was at work, filling out papers and attending important meetings- and vice versa.
Since a rut lasted only a few days and came about every two months, the pair were often working together, improving their corporation by spreading out across the world and making bank.
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Jimin was whistling softly as he walked through the halls, bowing and greeting passerbys as they did the same. He was used to hearing all the 'nice to see you Mr. Park's on loop throughout his day.
He took the elevator all the way to the top floor where his and Hoseok's offices lay beyond large and intimidating doors. He strutted into Hoseok's office, a confident swing in his hips, slapping a cream colored file over the stack of paper Hoseok was leaning over, meticulously scribbling his signature onto.
"Our next project." Jimin smirked, winking at Hoseok when he looked up. Hoseok frowned in confusion and set his red pen down- the one Jimin gifted him for his birthday- and opened the file labeled: Project Ω
"I don't remember discussing this one with you..."
"Because you didn't." Jimin shrugged. He watched Hoseok's dark eyes dance across the page as he read, a blank face concealing his thoughts on the idea Jimin presented. "So...? What do you say?" Jimin said as Hoseok hummed and closed the file.
"It's a risky idea, don't you think?"
"It's a good idea though, Hoseok. You and I both know how beneficial it will be."
"But it will take too much time trying to recruit an omega, let alone someone who's willing to do this job."
"Oh please." Jimin scoffed, chuckling breathily. "Anybody would be willing to get on their knees for us."
"I don't know Jimin..." Hoseok sighed. "It sounds a little wrong."
"How is it wrong? It's literally in our damn instincts to fuck omegas. Think about it. It'll benefit us, the omega, and the company." Jimin said.
"Fine... I'll consider it."
"Great!" Jimin smiled, clapping. "I'll start searching for somebody who has the potential."
"Alright." Hoseok sighed, gripping his pen as he got back to work. Jimin left the file with Hoseok and skipped out of the room, across the hall to where his own office sat.
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"You've got a twelve o'clock meeting today, Mr. Jung." A woman, Hoseok's assistant, said. He nodded, swiftly walking down the hallway as she struggled to keep up with his long strides beside him. "And two more after that. You'll have to take an early lunch."
"Thank you." Hoseok said, leaving her outside his office door. He collapsed into his chair with a heavy sigh, scrubbing his hands over his face in exhaustion. He knew his rut was coming up but he was a bit of a workaholic and his will to stay in the office was much bigger than his will to go home and prepare.
There was a knock at his door and he grumbled an incoherent 'come in', rolling his eyes when he saw Jimin and his all too bright smile rushing past the doors. He was far too tired for the alpha's outgoing personality.
"Hoseok guess what?!" He said, stopping just before his large desk. His scent caught up with him, sweet rosewood and lavender, and Hoseok's nostrils flared, the beginning stages of his rut making it easy to smell him from under the effects of his patch.
"What?"
"I found a few candidates and I narrowed it down to one omega! I think you'll really like him."
"Him?" Hoseok pipped up, raising a brow. Jimin grinned ecstatically and nodded, handing a paper to Hoseok. Hoseok took it from Jimin's hands and scanned over it. "He sounds... perfect, actually." Hoseok chuckled. Jimin nodded and as if he couldn't contain his excitement he started rocking on the balls of his feet, hands clasped in front of him.
"He's actually here right now. Take him home with you and I'll meet you guys at the house later."
"Home...? Jimin I never said anything about going home." Hoseok said. "I've got meetings-"
"I can smell your incoming rut, Hobi. Go home before you make a scene."
"Jimin..."
"Please?" Jimin said, blinking his long lashes as his stuck his bottom lip out in a persuading pout. Hoseok found himself nodding in defeat, standing up from his chair.
"Alright. Can you reschedule my meetings then?"
"I'll just attend them for you."
"Aren't you busy?"
"Not really. I've kept my schedule clean for this project so I've got lots of wiggle room."
"Thanks Jimin." Hoseok said. He moved to hug Jimin but the alpha shoved his hands out, pressing them to Hoseok's chest in a warning.
"Nuh uh. You're going into a rut, I don't need you near me."
"Right. See you later." Hoseok said, clearing his throat.
"Don't forget to bring the omega with you, he's in my office!" Jimin called out, watching Hoseok's back as he left the room.
Hoseok clutched his coat in his arm, pushing open the door to Jimin's office. He could smell him more in this room and he gulped, feeling a bit light headed. But then he picked up on a different smell, something much sweeter, like delicious apples and fresh cinnamon and Hoseok lurched forward, sticking his nose in the air as he sniffed.
"Oh... hello." A soft voice said. Hoseok's gaze zeroed in on the boy standing in the middle of the room, round cheeks flushed pink, pretty eyes locked on Hoseok. Hoseok felt his senses scream omega and it took everything in him to stand his ground instead of pouncing at the poor thing. His rut was supposed to arrive the next day but it seemed like the scrumptious scent of the omega in front of him triggered an early start.
"You must be Min Yoongi." Hoseok said. His voice was deep and he knew the need was obvious in his tone, but he couldn't help it.
Yoongi nodded and walked forward hesitantly, holding out his hand. It was large and Hoseok shook it, feeling warmth flood through his fingers, all the way along his arm and igniting every nerve in his body. Yoongi watched Hoseok's pupils dilate and he stepped back, retracting his hand. "I'm sure Jimin told you about me?"
"A little." Hoseok said, turning his head to the side so he didn't feel like he was slamming his face into an apple pie. "I'm heading home, Jimin said to take you with me so we can..."
"Work? I'm just here to do my job." Yoongi laughed lightly. Hoseok nearly groaned at the soft sound. "I know I'm supposed to satisfy you, and from the looks of it, that's what you need right about now. I can practically smell vanilla and leather rolling off you in waves."
"Sorry... I didn't intend for our first introduction to be so reckless." Hoseok said. Yoongi shrugged in understanding and collected his coat, folding it over his forearm and hugging it close.
"That's alright. It's normal. And I was going to see this side of you sooner or later." Yoongi said. He held the door open for Hoseok and as he walked through he got another whiff of Yoongi and his mouth watered, his mind yelling at him to just take the omega on the spot.
"Let's just hurry home." Hoseok said.
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Hoseok was probably on round three by the time Jimin stepped into their shared house. He could smell their scents mingling in the air and he wondered just how far Hoseok got into the house before he was fucking Yoongi into any doable surface. It was like walking into a candy shop and Jimin shivered, the overwhelming scent of cinnamon filling his nose and he just knew that Hoseok had bit into Yoongi's scent glad- which one, he wasn't sure of.
"Honey, I'm home~" Jimin snickered, kicking his shoes off and pretending as if he couldn't hear the loud whines coming from upstairs. He should probably start dinner seeing as the two most likely worked up quite the appetite, but all day he had been dreaming about how roughly Hoseok would treat the omega and damn did he want to see it- to join him.
Jimin smiled and hopped up the stairs, the sounds growing increasingly louder as he neared Hoseok's bedroom. He didn't knock or send the slightest warning before he opened the door.
Yoongi was on his back, a pillow shoved under him to prop his hips up, and Hoseok was pushing his legs against his chest, his head buried between Yoongi's pink cheeks as he ate him out, slurping the slick up from his sensitive hole as Yoongi's cried out, cum smeared against his belly.
"Damn Hobi... you really didn't let up." Yoongi was far too immersed in the pleasure of Hoseok's skillful tongue to even pay attention to the new visitor and Hoseok was too addicted to the taste of Yoongi's slick, leaking out of his hole steadily. Jimin hummed and crawled up beside Hoseok on the bed, watching carefully, listening to Yoongi's deep moans. "Hobi, can I have a turn?"
That seemed to grab Yoongi's attention and he lifted his head up, panting heavily, eyes wide and mouth hung open. Hoseok's tongue was skillful and he knew what he was doing, but Jimin's lips were so plump and looked impossibly soft, the thought of them against his most sensitive spot made Yoongi shiver.
Hoseok leaned away, wiping his chin on the back off his hand as he nodded dizzily. Jimin smiled and shifted behind Yoongi, nosing at the smooth skin of his inner thigh, placing a few kisses there just to hear Yoongi whimper.
"Perfect little omega." Jimin sang. Hoseok grunted in agreement and scooted up the bed, diving down to take Yoongi's little pink cock into his mouth and Yoongi tensed and moaned at the sudden feeling of warmth around his length, getting no time at all to adjust before Hoseok was sucking him harshly. Jimin laughed, the vibration reverberating through Yoongi as the alpha probed his stretched hole with the tip of his tongue. Slick gushed into Jimin's mouth and he smiled, swallowing it as the noises of him drinking thick syrup like liquid mixed with the sound of Hoseok blowing him, and Jimin didn't care about the mess he'd make on his face as he licked Yoongi, kissing and sucking against his hole.
Hoseok didn't stop bobbing his head, even as salty cum fill his cheeks, he just swallowed it, running his hand over Yoongi's thigh with his lips wrapped tightly around his throbbing cock. He traced the veins with his tongue and pulled back until just the head was pushed past his lips and he milked more cum out, making Yoongi squirm as his eyes teared up in reaction to all the stimulation.
Jimin could spend hours right where he was, tasting his new omega as if he were served a freshly baked slice of apple cinnamon cake- but being on rut made urges pull Hoseok every which way and in a desperate need to fill the omega, Hoseok pushed Jimin aside and slid in easily, quickly thrusting into Yoongi. He wanted to come inside him, to feel his walls press around him as he pumped him full of cream, and when he did, Jimin licked up what seeped out, ignoring his neglected cock from where it was trapped inside his tight work pants.
When Hoseok pulled out Jimin replaced the empty space with his mouth, lapping over Yoongi's heat, the flavor of his slick and Hoseok's cum on his tongue. Hoseok was panting heavily and a deep growl emanated from his chest as he moved in beside Jimin, dragging his tongue along Yoongi's skin. Yoongi moaned out, his thighs twitching as the two heads between them moved, their tongues tangling together while simultaneously sucking against Yoongi's rim, and then they just opted for kissing, which was a relief to Yoongi as he got a chance to breathe while the two alphas kissed, bitting at lips and moaning into each other's mouths.
Hoseok finally tired himself out after kissing Jimin and he rolled onto his back, breathing heavily before scooting up the bed and throwing his arm over Yoongi, seeking warmth. Yoongi couldn't move- he didn't even want to- so he just nuzzled into Hoseok, curling up. Jimin cleaned them both carefully and crawled up behind Yoongi, rubbing his back softly.
"You did so good with Hobi." Jimin whispered, kissing Yoongi's bare shoulder.
"Amazing." Hoseok croaked out. Yoongi blushed, falling asleep in the arms of the two alphas.
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Okey but imagine Jimin chugging Yoongi's slick- like his throat bobbing up and down would be so hot oml-